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Cjfl (SMtinlnis tfnrtral.VOLUME XXVI.-NUM- BER 3. COLUMBUS, NEBRASKA, WEDNESDAY. MAY 1, 1895. WHOLE NUMBER 1,303.

A COMEDY OF ERRORS.

HAT DO YOUthink of Jack Der-mott?"

Miss GeorginaPoole had dismissedher maid. Sheasked the questionof her cousin Polly.

Miss GeorginaTfcds Poole was a greatheiress from thesjP west. Polly was byno means an heiress.

Ceorglna was the handsomer, Polly theprettier of the two. There was fiveyears difference in the ages of the youngladies. And there, Polly, if poor, hadthe advantage.

"Jack Dermott? Ah, yes; a heavyswell from New York, who came lastnight. Why 'Jaok' so familiarly to you?"

Georgina tapped the floor so impa-tiently.

"Don't be so provoking. Every oneknows Jack Dermott and calls himso. He's almost a public character. So-

ciety papers have been full of him foryears."

"Oh! We did not see society papersat the Plain City Academy for YoungLadies," Polly yawned. "Well, his eyesare killing. So dreamy. Dresses well,too. Naturally. Dresses like a New Yorkman."

Georgina's eyes had grown dreamy,too. She let them fall on the mirror ather elbow. The mirror threw back thereflection of a face improved by height-ened color, transformed by a subtlesomething that made Polly Jump to her4Teet.

--You're not in love with him?"'Georgina flushed the brighter."Absurd. A man who only came last

night, and who I've never spoken to,"Bhe said; but she stammered as shespoke.

Polly nodded three times, deliberately. "Woll. well, well! What Is there

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"1 DID LOVE WITH THE WRONG

about the man that should fascinateat first sight. Has he a reputation ofbeing dangerous to women, of having.had 'affairs?' "

Georgina made no reply. Presently"He's bankrupt. Gone through allmoney. So they say."

"Ah Probably would not mind mar-rying an heiress, then. Polly's pretty,eyes gleamed beneath their narrowedlids and a dimple showed.

Georgina looked angry- - "You are pro-voking! Do you think no one wouldmarry me save for my money? Heir-esses are married for love sometimes."

"Sometimes." The dimple deepened.Georgina watched her cousin. Her

handsome eyes gave a flash. She stoodup and folded her arms.

"Supposing that I had fallen In loveat first sight; supposing that I did wanthim to propose to me. I say, suppos-ing these things! I'd be willing to showyou that I could rely on some attrac-tion In myself. Independently of mymoney. You are a Miss Poole, as I am.Play the rich Miss Poole while we areat this hotel, if you like. We've beenhere only two days, and no one willknow the difference."

Pretty Polly's laugh gurgled like run-ning water.

"Ah! that's an idea! We'll meet Mr.Jack Dermott, as you the poor, Ithe rich Miss Poole, and then for theresults!"

She threw her arms above her head,piroutted, dropped a courtesy to herimage In the looking-glas- s.

"I salute you, rich Miss Poole! For-tunately, Georgina, your dresses fit me,dear. And Til wear your Jewels on theproper occasions. Poor little pauper me,what novel sensations! But Jeannemust be In the secret, of course. Andstrict discretion must be enjoined onJeanne. No gossiping from her."

Jeanne was Miss Georgina Poole'sFrench maid.

At the hotel people made up ridingparties, forded the shallow streams, andrivers that flow through these southernmountains, flirted under the shadowsof the woods, in which the leafage wasthickening, now that spring had come.Spring at least had come down here.In the north and west winter lingered.The hotel people were Idle birds of pas-sage, though, and lilies that toiled not;neither did they spin. They were con-

gregated at this winter resort for pleas-ure, and they took it as it came.

"For my part. I should not mind hav-ing this sort of thing go on forever.You think I'm Jesting? Tm In earnest-de- ad

earnest."The speaker was Jack Dermott. He

rode at Polly's side. He had not beenin that position long. Georgina's state-ly shape, sitting a gray horse, thread-ed its way, with another cavalier,through Woodland Park, Just in frontof them. Jack Dermott's post had beenclose to the gray horse's side most ofthe day; 1 was there most of everyday.

A ions; leok had accompanied his lastwords "ad earnest" but not atGeorgina's back, at Polly's small face,

'pink with jcerdse under the brim of. the boyish hat.

"What sect ef. things? Making loveto my lisulseiiif cousin."

"MaUaa; lore to yes, your handsomecousin."

"My dear Miss Poole, how cruel youare! I'm a poverty-stricke- n devil, youknow. How can I afford to marry?"

"Marry money, then." Polly said itcomposedly, and flecked a fly from herhorse's ear.

Jack looked straight ahead of him."That is one way out of the dllemma.

But suppose your heart goes in thewrong direction? Suppose it Insists onloving where there is no money?"

"My dear Mr. Dermott!" Polly's laughgurgled out and rippled on and on;"only hearts do suchthings! As for yours ""Stop!" Jack caught her horse's bridle.

They had come to a little river and thebeast was in water to its knees for theford.

"Be careful here. This is one of theswiftest currents hereabouts,' 'he cried.

Polly dragged her bridle away.""Nonsense! I can manage

But the horse sllnned in the tussle

FALL. IN ONE."

his

and Jack had his arm about Polly'swaist close and tight.

The romantic situation was not un-

duly prolonged. Miss Georgina Pooleand her cavalier, having crossed insafety, watched from the bank. Polly'smount scrambled up again, and she wasstill firm in her saddle, with no damagebut a ducking to the bottom of herhabit. Mr. Dermott had been, apparent-ly unnecessarily alarmed. Miss Geor-gina Poole turned her horse's headrather sharply and rode on.

That afternoon, when the party re-

turned, the elder cousin took the otherto task.

"I should like to know. I must say.Just where we stand," was her remark."I should like to understand Jack Der-

mott.""In what particular?" inquired Polly."Is he serious or is he not? He has

been devoted to me for days weeksnow I could swear that "

"That he loves you? Well, so he does.The only thing that keeps him fromproposing is that he thinks you're poor.Can't afford that, he says, being poor

himself. But he'll come to it. He'llcome to it all the same. Had a deal tosay to-d- ay about hearts that would notlove according to policy and reason,etc. I tried to load him on. Told hinhe'd better marry money, and so onThat looked like offering myself, didn'lit? But no. He as much as declaredthat his heart was yours. Hence besatisfied. He thinks you're the poorcousin, and he prefers you to the rich.You have just what you wanted."

Georgina flushed a little, looked pen-sive, then sighed.

"If I could be quite sure but he hada singular look in his eyes, my dear,when he had his arm around you to-da- y

in the middle of that ridiculous stream.How do you account for It?"

"Natural look of his eyes. Born sen-

timental and killing, so to speak.""Tell me with your hand on your

heart. Polly, he has not been flirting-coquet- ting

with you?""Good gracious, no!""Well, we shall see.""You will see very soon. then. I

prophesy that he'll propose to youIn a week.'.'

It did not take a week.Polly was lying on her back in Miss

Poole's boudoir when the latter burstin, and, breathless, sank on her kneesbeside the lounge.

"It's done!"Polly dropped the novel she was read-

ing from her hands."In due form?""Absolutely. Just now as we were

coming back from our walk. He askedme to go and gather arbutus, you know.He said that he had long fought againsthis heart, because he could offer meonly poverty. He asked if I mindedmarrying a poor man. Think, Dolly,how proud I was! And I did not un-deceive him just then; did not tell himthat I was the rich Miss Poole whom hehad chosen after all. I thought I wouldwait till to-nig- Jeanne must dressme in my best! I'll resume my ownrole, dear, and dazzle Jack."

"Very well, and I'll be poor Polly oncemore." Polly kicked off her little slip-

per and caught it again on her slendertoes. "All's well that ends well. Gladthe plan succeeded."

"You don't don't mind. Polly?" saidGeorgina. a little remorsefully.

"Dear, no."In commenting later on these occur-

rences in general and on her revelationto Mr. Dermott that night in particular.Georgina said th'at "Jack took it beauti-fully."

"What do you mean by that?" saidPolly in the seclusion of their ownrooms.

"I mean the disclosure that I was theheiress did not unduly elate him. Hetook it almost as a matter of course.Wasn't it nice of him. darling?" askedGeorgina, and then she sobbed a little,doubtless from stress of emotion.

While this colloquy was in progressanother was going on In the smoking-roo-

deserted save for the presenceof Jock Dermott and his best friend.Tom Howe.

Tom Howe arrived that evening andhad just been told the news.

"But. look here! What's this? I'vealready heard from a man I know herein the house, that you've been devotingyourself desperately to a poor MissPoole here, and now you tell me you

are to marry the heiress of untoldwestern dollars. 1 hear that there aretwo Misses Poole. Now which is which?And which Is to be Mrs. Jack Dermott?"

"The rich one, my boy alas!" Jacksighed a sigh long and glimmer. "ButI've been devoting myself, apparently,to the poor one."

"Oh, don't talk in conundrums.""Briefly, then, the rich Miss Poole

desired to be loved and wooed for her-self, not for her money, exchangedroles with her cousin when they firstcame here. Every one took her for thepoor cousin, and Polly," Jack sighedagain, "for the heiress."

"Ah! And you fell in love with theright one, after all, and courted povertyonly to win riches? Very good. Virtuerewarded."

"Not exactly." Jack got up and cameand stood before his friend with hishands deep in his pockets, and a gloomybrow. "Not exactly. You see. MissPoole's French ward was an old sweet-

heart of my man's, and she gave thewhole scheme of the two young ladiesaway, being, of course, in the secret.And er Jennings told me."

Tom Howe smoked a moment."So you were up to the racket from

the first?""As you say, I was up to the racket

from the first.""Well, considering the state of your

finances, and that only a rich marriagecould put you on your feet, you've beenlucky."

"Not altogether. You see hang itall! I did fall in love with the wrongone. with Polly. Ah. Polly. Ishall never forget her. little charmer!"

But Tom Howe observed drily: "Don'tbe a fool!"

HOW TO BE BEAUTIFUL.

A Woman'! Advice to Those Leu For--

tnnate Than She.The most beautiful Trilby that has

posed before a Chicago audience wasrevealed the other afternoon with therising of the curtain at the Columbiatheater. Before an audience of ladiesthat crowded boxes, auditorium andgalleries, Mme. Sale, a perfection offemale loveliness, poised herself in thefamiliar attitude of Du Maurier's hero-

ine, her beauty and shapeliness height-ened by the Grecian garment of whitecrepe and the wreath of orange blos-

soms that crowned the loosened hairof gold. For a moment there was silentadmiration, then enthusiastic, almosttempestuous applause. In this impres-sive way Mme. Sale prefaced the lec-

ture she was to deliver on the scienceof beauty. In her talk she arguedthat perfection of form and featurecould be acquired even by those ap-

parently most unfavored by nature. Aradical change in woman's habits, how-ever, is necessary, and Mme. Sale didnot hesitate to speak plainly. Clean-liness, she admitted, is better for thecomplexion than all the artificial prep-

arations in the market. Healthful ex-

ercise is of more servi in roundingthe body into perfect shape than allthe distortions of tight lacing, Aboveall, force of will and pece of mind areessential to the accomplishment of ac-

quired beauty. Following the wordsof advice, Mme. Sale appeared beforethe audience in tights, admittedly toshow the perfect outlines of her fig-

ure, and went through the breathingand muscular exercises that she prescribes. Questions of all kinds werefreely asked by the audience andfrankly answered by the lecturer. Inresponse to many requests, Mme. Saleclosed her talk as she had begun itwith an impersonation of Trilby.

Incrustation ot Hoiler.The proposed plan of preventing the

incrustration or corrosion of boilers bymeans of a certain enameling processhas for some time engaged the atten-tion of engineers, and favorable resultsare said to have attended its use. Ac-

cording to the acount given of thismethod, the interior surfaces are coat-

ed with a deposit in the form of asmooth black film of enamel, thickenough to protect the metal underneathfrom corrosion, and so thin that theboiler loses none of its steam generat-ing power; the application is entirelysimple, the material employed being in-

jected into the boiler through a cockof lubricator pattern at such times asdesired, the surface below the waterlevel thus becoming coated with theenamel. It is claimed for this process,among its various advantages, that theenamel is impenetrable by acids, pro-tects the boiler from the corrosiveagents contained in almost if not allwaters, prevents incrustrations, doesnot harm the boilers, and is of slightcost.

May Be a Future President.In the vicinity of Morgan, in this

state, lives an old negro woman whoselove for the creeks has been noticed,perhaps, by all who live there. Hardlya day passes that she is not observedwith her fishing pole, either comingfrom or going to the creek. Severaldays since a fond mother sat on theveranda, while a little toddler of 3 or4 years played at her knee, when theold woman passed.

"Mamma," said the little tot, look-ing innocently up from his play, "didAunt Adline nurse Mr. Cleveland?"

"No, darling; why?""Taus papa say he was always

fishin', an I spect if you dit her tonurse me you'll 'ave a little presidenttoo." Atlanta Constitution.

New Use for Glycerine.A thin coat of pure glycerine applied

to both sides of glass will prevent anymoisture forming thereon, and willstay until it collects so much dust thatit can not be seen through. Surveyorscan use it to advantage on their instru-ments in foggy weather. In fact, itcan be used anywhere to prevent mois-ture from forming on anything, and lo-

comotive engineers will find it partic-ularly useful in preventing the ac-

cumulation of steam as well as froston their windows during the coldweather.

Fronts of Morality.A Glasgow man once remarked that

a young townsman of his who had mi-grated was "a truly moral man.""Well, I don't know so much aboutthat." said Russell, of" the Scotsman,and he instanced a peccadillo or two ofthis blameless youth. "Nay," said theother, "I was na thinking of drink andthe lasses, but of gamblin and sic thingas you lose money by." Argonaut.

All the railway stations in Swedenat which meals are served are knownby a sign bearing the suggestive em-

blem of a crossed knife and fork.

TO PRODUCE SERUM.

HOW 'MR. BILLIE" SAVES MANYPRECIOUS LIVES.

The Easy I4fe Salt Hiss, He HoMs

the Record for Prodvctag Aatl--T

At First He Objected to the Treat-mea- t,

bat Now He Bajers It.

There was a horse once that thoughtIt would be much nicer to be driven upFifth avenue attached to a runaboutwith dark body and crimson wheelsthan to be wearily dragging a truckabout the rough pavement. He thoughtit would be nice to be a high-steppe- r,

well groomed and well cared for, andtake a spin once or twice a day throughthe park. He envied those otherwealthy horses and looked up to themfrom his little workaday world and be-

came a pessimist.This horse is unhappy no longer. He

looks down upon the prancing, highhoof-throwi-ng animals In the parkand has the proud consciousness thathe is not like other horses. He Is alife saver. He is "Anti-Toxl- ne Bill No.7." He has furnished more serumthan any two other horses in the worldand saved the lives of any quantityof poor children suffering from diph-

theria. "Bill," or "Mr. Billie " as someof the stable attendants at the NewYork College of Veterinary Surgeonscall him.isaperfectmine of anti-toxi-ne

and since he was discovered has fur-

nished fifteen quarts of the serum."Mr. Billie" is a very undemonstra-

tive horse and under his wool blanketlooks like any other gray horse of theheavy western variety. He stands six-

teen hands in height and weighs agreat many more pounds than he didbefore he became this wonderful pro-

ducer of anti-toxin- e. He was pickedup at a horse sale by the buyer for theestablishment, and because he hadsomething the matter with one of hishind legs he was easily bid in for $7.

This was the best $7 the college everspent "Mr. Billie" was taken to thecollege and after a few days of rest wasgiven the usual dose of toxine, which isthe poisonous substance formed by thediphtheria bacilli.

"Mr. Billie" did not like it at first.He had been examined by the usualtest to see if he had glanders or anyother horsey diseases, had been pro-

nounced sound, with the exception ofthe game foot and general debilitymused hv a little too much truckwork, m,n thav iniwted the two

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cubic centimeters of toxine under hiskin nar the shoulder by means of the ,

snecial hvnodermlc syringe "Mr.Billie" looked around in surprise anamildly protested. It made his tem-

perature go up and made him feverishand he did not care for that Then ina few days he became normal againand the dose was repeated. The horsebegan to thrive and grow fat and nowhas taken 200 cubic centimeters without so much as winking. This contin-ued for three months and the ex-tru-ck

horse seemed to like the life. It wasmuch pleasanter to have plenty to eatand nothing to do, with an hour of ex--ercise night and morning, than to bewhipped and beaten and hitched to atruck. Then the physicians took histemperature and looked very wise andone day they made an incision in "Mr.Billie's" neck and inserted a glass tubeand got out a lot of blood. They tookone quart the first time and testedit by separting the serum and weresurprised at finding it twice as strongas any taken from the other fortyhorses in the two stables where thework goes on. About seven quarts ofblood were taken out and the horsewas given another dosing. Anotherhorse who has produced a large quan-tity of serum is named Robby. He isa roan, standing about 15.3, a goodstepper, and is often driven to a run-

about for exercise. He has a fashion-ably banged tail and is as good a horseas anyone would wish to own. Theoperation of procuring the serum,which has just been described, is avery simple one and merely consistsin filling the animal's system very runof the toxine poison. Some of thehorses cannot stand it Out of the fortyhorses who have been operated uponeight have died. These were horsessome of them who were too old toproperly take the treatment All thehorses at the two stables are now younghorses, 6 or 7 years of age, as it hasbeen found they are more adapted tothe process and give the best results.Sometimes the serum is of a clear, yel-

lowish color and sometimes it is red-

der. The color varies and the reasonfor this is not known. The anti-toxi- ne

is sterilized and put up into smallbottles. The board of health uses agreat deal of the anti-toxi- ne whichcomes from the New York College ofVeterinary Surgeons. There is a lab-oratory on the second floor of thebuilding where the whole work ofpreparation is done.

American Ideas la Raft-land-.

The use of a third cylinder on a lo-

comotive, where the latter is a com-

pound engine and the steam has twochances to expend, is no novelty. Sucha plan is quite common in Europe. Buta three-cylind- er locomotive of the sin-

gle expansion type is much more un-

usual, and, indeed, was unknown untilquite recently. It is an American in-

vention, too.

Whalebacks for OU Distribution.The Standard Oil company is build-

ing at Superior, Wis., two tank bargesfor distributing its oil products fromthat point on Lake Michigan. Theywill be an experiment and may lead tothe employment of tank steamers suchas the company uses for its trans-Atlant- ic

trade. The tanks will be whale-back- s,

with a capacity of 8,000 barrelseach.

Ornamental Glass.A new sort of ornamental glass is

now made in Paris by M. B. Bay, whichhe calls by the name of "hoar frostglass, "verre givre," upon the patternupon it, which resembles the featheryforms traced by frost on the inside ofwindows in cold weather. The processof making the glass is simple.

Straight Uaea.A fellow of the Royal society has is-

sued a pamphlet on "How to Draw aStraight Line." something most peoplethink they can do without learning.But those who can draw a straight line

1 without ruling it can draw anything.

THE CENSUS REPORT.

Majority of the Families la the UnitedStates Beat Homes.

The compilation of farms, homes andmortgages statistics made by the lastcensus is interesting in view of the de-

cision of the Supreme court on the in-

come tax. These statistics do not, how-ever, give details concerning rents paid.A summary of the statistics show:There are 12.690,152 families in theUnited States, and of these families 52per cent hire their farms or homes and48 per cent own them, while 28 percent of the owning families own sub-ject to incumbrance, and 72 per centown free of incumbrance. Among 100families, on the average, 52 hire theirfarms or homes, 13 per cent own withincumbrance and 35 without incum-brance. On the owned farms and,homes their are liens amounting to

which is 37 per cent of thevalue of the incumbered farms andhomes, and this debt bears interest atthe average rate of 6.65 per cent. Eachowned and incumbered farm or home,1

on the average, is worth $3,352, and issubject to a debt of $1,257. In regardto families occupying farms, the con-

clusion is that 34 per cent of the fami-

lies hire and 66 per cent own the farmscultivated by them; that 28 per cent ofthe owning families own subject toincumbrance and 72 per cent free of in-

cumbrance. Among 100 farm families,on the average, 34 per cent hire thefarms, with incumbrance and 47 percent without incumbrance. On theowned farms there are liens amounting'to $1,085,995,960, which is 35 per centof the value of the incumbered farms,and this debt bears interest at the aver-age rate of 7.07 per cent. Each ownedand incumbered farm, on the average;Is worth $3,444, and is subject to a debtof $1,124.

A ROUGH SHAVE.

The Natives of Jamaica Use BrokeaBottles for Razors.

The natives of Jamaica have no needto buy soap, for the woods abound withplants whose leaves and buds supplyvery well the place of that indispen-sable article. Among these is the soaptree, so called, though it is more abush than a tree. Its bulb, when rubbedon wet clothes, makes a beautiful lath-- )er, which smells much like common;brown soap. The Jamaica negroes,some of them who are great dandies iqtheir way, make a soap out of a cocoa-- !nut oil and home made lye; and a finesoap it is, smooth and fragrant. This:cocoanut oil soap is used for shavingWhen a man wishes to shave he starts'out with his cocoanut shell cup andhis donkey tail brush and bottle. Itjis never any trouble to find an empty)bottle in Jamaica, even in the moun-tains. At least twenty generations ofthirsty people have lived there, andthrown away the empty bottles. Tho'man carries no mirror, because he hasnone to carry. Not one negro cabin ina dozen has a cheap looking glass. Butnature supplies the mirror as well as41... ... JTHx win vaac 1a O tAniTOTl.UIO Duajj. a uc uiuu 6UM "lent pool in the mountain stream,'where the water is still, and there lahis mirror. He breaks his bottle on astone and picks out a good sharp piece.Then he lathers his face profusely and)begins to scrape away with his pieceof glass, which works almost as wellas a sharp razor. The men rarely cutthemselves in this operation. "At first,"says a writer, "I trembled for them;but afterwards I tried the method formyself, and soon became almost an'expert at it"

An Ingenious Swindle.Enormous business has been done

lately at French fairs by a man who.professed to sell rat powder that wasperfectly harmless, and that struckrats dead on the spot. In order to con-

vince the skeptical, the man first of aHpowdered a slice of bread with the stuffand ate a piece of it himself. Then heput the remainder under a glass case,in which a rat was kept in captivity.The rat went to eat the bread and in-

stantly fell dead. At ten cents a boxthe powder went off like hot cakes andthe lucky proprietor of the specific wasin a fair way to make a fortune. Butthe police, who in France are veryactive in protecting the people fromfraud, looked into the matter, andfound that the powder was nothing butordinary sugar. They also discovered,that the case was connected with a'powerful electric battery and that themoment the rat touched the bread thecurrent was turned on and it was thusthat his death was brought about

The Aitken Bible.The Aitken Bible, a copy of which

has just been sold in Boston for $300,was the first Bible in the English lan-guage ever printed in America. Theimprint is as follows: "Printed andsold by R. Aitken, at Pope's Head,three doors above the coffee house inMarket street MDCCLXXXH."

FASHION'S FANCIES.

Infants' silk hoods trimmed withswans' down are seen.

The combination of white and pinktulle is pretty for ball toilets.

Large single roses with leaves areput on each side of fancy collars.

Something new can be said of themanifestations of the opal every week.The greatest ingenuity is seen in work-ing it into new and beautiful formswith the aid of diamonds.

HAPS AND MISHAPS.

Hyman Jacobson, a Chicago cigar-make- r,

committed suicide because hiswife was making arrangements to at-

tend a dance to which he was not in-

vited.At Peterborough cathedral in Eng-

land recently a stranger was shownround and then gave a check to thedean for $20,000 for a new organ.

Mr. and Mrs. Coppinger, of Brooklyn,quarreled over the morals of "Trilby."Mrs. Coppinger hit Mr. Coppinger onthe head with an earthen jar. He isnow in the hospital.

The other day a settler who lives inthe wilds of Northern Michiganbrought to Menominee, and offered forsale two wildcats, which he caught ina steel trap. One of them was probablythe largest ever caught in that or anyother section of country. It measuredfully five feet in length and weighedabout seventy pounds. The other wasabout the average size.

MARKED FOR DEATH.

THE MOUNTAINEER MET HISDEATH BRAVELY.

Riding Homeward and Shot from Am-

bush by Hit Old Enemy So the Long

Feud Was Ended A Widow andFatherless Children la the Cabin.

Down here in the foothills of themountain range is a hamlet Thatmeans a store, a blacksmith shop, achurch, a shoemaker, and three or fourhouses perhaps thirty residents in all.It was founded fifty years ago. Oldmen, men of middle age, boys of 16 and18, came to town. There were mulesto be reshod, boots to be mended, teaand tobacco to be purchased. Nowand then one confidently inquired formail at the postoffice and was handedout a letter or the weekly county paper.There was peace and good nature forhalf a day. Everybody shook handsand made friendly inquiries and felt atpeace. At noon there was less jollity,less joking, says the New York Adver-tiser. The bottle of moonshine whiskyhad been handed about until two orthree men were drunk, two or threemore silly and reckless, the remainderchurlish and By and byone of the long-haire- d, angular moun-

taineers one of a pair who sat closeby each other for an hour withoutspeaking finds the excuse sought forand turns and makes a bitter remark.It is bitterly resented. Next instantboth are on their feet and have knivesin their hands. Before they can usethem, however, other men spring for-

ward and separate them and one is ledaway. An old wound has been opened

honor Impugned. Some said it werebetter to let them fight it out then andthere; others said a reconciliationmight be effected. While they are ar-

guing one of the principals walked outto where his mule stood dejectedly inthe rain and mounted and rode away.The crowd looked after him, but noman called him a coward. What theywhispered to each other was:

"Tom's gwine home to git his gunand ambush Dan! Dan better not gohome today!"

"Yes; Tom will ambush me on theroad. We hed better fit it out rightyere."

From that moment he was a doomedman. He fully realized it and he didnot bluff or bluster or seek to concealhis true feelings. His way was a lone-ly one. To remain in town over nightwould subject him to general con-

tempt To request anyone to ride homewith him would make him a cowardin the eyes of all. When the rest wenthe must go. Tom would be waitingfor him in some roadside thicket or be-

hind some great rock, but he must goforward just the same.

Two o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 o'clock. Itwas the same leaden sky, the samemonotonous patter of raindrops. After2 o'clock the men had avoided Dan.They knew what he knew that he wasa doomed man. When the mark ofdeath is placed on a living man hemust live out his hours alone. Allliving men pass him by. At 4 o'clockhalf a dozen men mounted and rodeaway. As they did so they looked overtheir shoulders to see if Dan was com-

ing. He saw them do it and waitedten minutes. Then he mounted androde after them.

Two miles away the trail he musttake branched off the main road. Atthat spot he halted for a moment. Hehad paid the storekeeper a small bal-ance he owed him. He had gone to theblacksmith and squared accounts. Hehad scrawled a brief missive to hiswife, telling her what to do after hisdeath. Was there anything further?Was he quite ready? He had not offered his hand nor said good-b- y to anyof the men, but that was not expectedof him. Yes, he was ready, and hepicked up the lines and urged his muleforward. It was three miles from themain road to his home. The way of-

fered a hundred spots for ambush. Insome one of the coverts the assassinwould be lying with cocked rifle tosend a bullet through is heart. Itmattered not which one. Death wouldcome just the same. He might dis-

mount and leave the trail, but thatwould be cowardice. He might turnback and reach home by the long cir-cuit, but that would be cowardiceagain. No! He would go to his deathlike a man as his father and grandfather had done before him, as his wifeand children up there in the humblecabin would wish for him to do. Lifewas sweet, but

A tongue of flame, a cloud of bluesmoke, the crack of a rifle at the cor-ner of the great black rock, and thefrightened mule galloped away, leav-ing a corpse behind on the path aman shot through the heart No onecame out to look at the body. Someone moved away through the soddenforest, but there was no one to runafter him, no one to catch fleeingglimpses. It was murder from am-

bush, they said, and they Baid nothingmore; no arrest, no trial, no retribu-tion; just a corpse in the path and awidow and three fatherless childrenin the cabin two miles away.

An Old Court.Northampton county, Va., has the un-

broken record of its court from 1632 tothe present time. This is believed tobe the oldest complete court record inthe United States. These are kept inthe attic of the old court house on courtpapers bearing date before the settle-ment of Jamestown, and relating to theplans of the London company lookingto that settlement

Happiness and Misery."I see In the world," says John New-

ton, "two heaps one of human happi-ness, the other of human misery. Now,if I can take but the smallest bit fromthe second heap and add It to the other,I carry a point. If. as I go home. I passa child who has dropped a half-penn- y,

and if by giving It another I can wipeaway Its tears, I feel that I have donesomething."

la Olden Times.The good old times are not without

their drawbacks. At a performance ofone of Handel's oratorios in Londonmore than 100 years ago the ticketshad a postscript which read: "Gen-

tlemen are requested to come withoutswords and ladies without their

J hoops",

WEDDED AFTER SIXTY YEARS.

Long Separation Through a FamilyQuarrel Over a Farm Fence.

An aged couple, who were loverssixty years ago, but were separated bya family fsud, were married in Wilkes-barr- e,

Pa., March 16. The groom isWalter I. Chapin, who is 79 years ofage, and his bride Is Mary A. Chapin,only one year his junior. Their happyunion, after many vicissitudes, provesagain the old saying to be correct thatlove never grows old, says the Phila-delphia Record. During the presiden-cy of Andrew Jackson they dwelt upouadjoining farms. The lad was thenblossoming into a sturdy farmer andhis sweetheart was a charming coun-

try girl. They were lovers in earnest,but the two families split upon therock that has divided many neighbor-ing farmers. A line fence caused allthe trouble. Young Chapin's fatherand the father of the girl each claimeda narrow strip ot land. A family feudsprang up and the lovers were separ-ated through the influence of theirparents and relatives. Young Chapinwent to Ohio to make his fortune. Hisold Luzerne county sweetheart seemedto be forgotten, as after some years hemarried a Buckeye girl. Not long after-ward the first love of his choice wasalso married. About a year ago herhusband died at a good old age and sodid Chapin's wife. Then Chapin wentback to his-- former home In Luzerne,carrying the burden of nearly fourscore years. Here he heard the lifestory cf his old-tim- e sweetheart. Hevisited the aged widow, and, althoughboth are in the winter of life, their af-

fection for each other was renewed. Heagain proposed marriage and she ac-

cepted, just sixty years after their firstengagement The wedding ceremonythat made them man and wife at lastwas quietly performed at her home.

HERE'S A LESSON IN HUMANITY

A Little Story by Col. Calliper Concern-

ing riiilrttift Goblinttiu."Isn't it curious, Cynthia," the

colonel said to Mrs. Calliper, "howsometimes the current of our lives Isdeflected by the most trivial incidents?Now there was Philetus Goblinton;you remember what a vain, consequent-ial man he was? But all that waschanged by just the slightest thing inthe world. He went one Sunday to achurch where he had never been be-

fore and where he was quite unknown.As usual, he made toward the middleaisle, where, at home, he was accus-

tomed to sit; but the man that methim led him not down the middle aisle,but along the back of the pews anddown a side aisle, and he gave him ascat pretty well back. This was acrusher for Philetus. Here was a man,evidently a man of some account, who,with the unprejudiced eyes of a totalstranger, had sized him up as a man ofside-aisl- e importance. Could it be thathis friends and acquaintances really soregarded him? It set him thinking; andthe result you see in the modest,thoughtful Philetus Goblinton of to-

day." "Jason, dear," said Mrs. Calli-

per, "don't you suppose it would be agood thing for you to go to a strangechurch once in a while?"

I The Value of Emerson.Vernon Lee, writing of "Emerson,

Transcendentalist and Unitarian,"mentions that "the vital, vitalizing in-

tuition in Emerson is a dualism, close-

ly connected; the intuition of theworthlessncss of unreality for our hap-

piness and progress, and the Intuitionof the supreme power, for our happi-

ness and progress, of that portionwhich we call soul, but these vitalthoughts were defaced, hampered, andcompressed by a cheap transcendent-alism, the metaphysics of Germanyadulterated by the shoddy science, thecheap mysticism of America." Still,she regards Emerson as a valuableguide. She says: "Those who shoulddeliberately follow Emerson's coun-

sels, omitting from their lives notmerely what he directly advises shouldbe omitted, but also what his wholesystem logically leads us to reject,would be surprised to find how muchspace they had left themselves, howmuch energy for the real life, the lifeof enjoyment and utility."

Forecasting the Weather.A certain married man of Emporia,

Kan., was inclined to be humorous, butsometimes unwise. He had forgottento go home to supper, and he knew whatwas in store for him when he shouldfinally get there, so just to be pleasantand entertaining he got some miniatureflags at a toy store and put them In hispocket. "John Henry," exclaimed hiswife, as he entered the house. "I phuldthink you'd be ashamed of youitreat your wife with so little coir .

He slowly unrolled his little packageof flags, took out a square red one witha black square In the center and fast-

ened It to the mantel.

How to Become Wrlnkletl.If more women realized that strain-

ing the eyes produces wrinkles, morewould exercise a proper care of thesevaluable members. Reading by a dimor failing light, coming suddenly froma dark room to a light one, or viceversa, overworking the eyes in anyway, and last, but by no means least,wearing dotted and cross-barre- d veilsthese and more taxing of the eyesightare of valuable assistance in thewrinkle-makin- g process.

ThU Sounds Good.An excellent relish for the Sun-

day night tea table is made with sar-

dines as a basis. Take four bonelesssardine, rub them smooth with anounce of butter, a teaspoonful of Wor-

cestershire sauce, and a dust of cay-

enne peper; heat the mixture in a chaf-

ing dish and spread on hot butteredtoast. A little grated cheese may besprinkled over the top before serving.

To Appeal for Help.

It will cost 1.000,000 drachmas to putthe Parthenon, the temple of Thesus,and the other monuments in Athensdamaged by iast year's earthquake ina safe condition. An appeal for helpwill be sent out to all countries.

flattie of Long Island.The Maryland Society of the Sons of

the American Revolution is receivingsubscriptions for the erection in Brook-lyn of a memorial to the 400 Maryland-er- s

who stood the brunt of the fight inthe battle of Long Island Aug. 27, 1776.

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