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glis WLitlxxlcC 3ciilij fagle: attratctij iPmmntg, gamiawj 24, 1S91.
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Two lovers by a rnos grown spring;
They leaned soft checks together there,
Mlnglod the dark and sunny hair,
And beard the wooing thrushes sing.
O budding time!
O love's best prime 1
Two wedded from the portal steptt
The boll made happy c&rolings,
The air was soft as fanning wings,
White- petals on the pathway slept.
O pure eyed bride I
O tender prido I
Two faces o'er a cradle bent;
Two hands above the head were locked;
These pressed each other while they
Those watched n life that love had sent.
O solemn hourl
O hidden powerl
Two parents by the evening fire;
The red light foil above their knees
On heads that tosh by slow degrees,
Like buds upon the lily spire.
O pationt life!
O tender strife!
The two still sat together there.
The red light shone above their knees,
But all the heads by slow degrees
Had gone and left that lonely pair.
O voyage fat I
O vanished past!
The red light shone upon the floor
And made the space letween them wide;
They drew their chairs up side by side,
Their pale cheeks joined, and said, "Once
O past that is!
There is one little corner of France which
I never visit without saying to myself,
"What a h.tppylot it would be to stay here
Villervillton-the-soa lies on the coast of
Normandy, between Honfleur and Trou
villc. Beh iud the pretty village the rich
ly wooded land slopes in gentle undula
tions to the mouth of the Seine.which here
widens out and spreads in all its grandeur
to the far off horizon. At your feet are ver
dant meadows where great oxen graze,
raiding their heads now and then, and
standing motionless as if listening to the
voice of the billows.
On the right is the river, narrowing as it
runs toward the promontory of Luille
bceuf, and .seeming to bear in its drifting
haze the memory of Paris, where it has
seen so much! Opposite is Havre, with its
moats, its lighthou&es audits smoke; above
Havre is the lovely hill of Ingonville, be
decked with white houses half buried in
foling. On the left is the roadstead, then
About ton years ago I had the pleasure
of spending a month at Villcrvillc, where
for the time being I was a genuine rustic
und fisherman. My room had lime washed
walls, great black joists in the ceiling, the
most primitive furniture imaginable, and
a few engravings illuminated in indigo
From my window there was a beautiful
view of the bay, and besides that I saw
daily at low tide three or four hundred
flphor women merrily hunting for mussels,
while their husbands and brothers were
off cruitring in small fishing smacks. The
latter returned home on Saturday even
ings, and the arrival of the peaceful fleet
madp a scene full of motion, color and
My hostess, Ccsarinc Anbert, took no
part in these joyous gatherings. She was
a tall, lank woman, 40 years of age, harsh
tongued and sour tempered, ever ready for
a dispute, greedy for gain and watchful of
her own interests a perfect virago. As I,
however, paid well and in advance I was a
hero, a god, to Cesarinc. For me she
modulated her sharp voice, and always
came to meet me smiling grimly.
Strange to say, she had two charming
children, a boy of IS, and a girl almost a
year younger. They were of the usual
Normandy type, fair .skinned and light
hauwl, and had large blue eyes with ail
expression of angelic tenderness, not in the
least like their mother's. I was curious to
3ee w hat sort of man their father was, and
on tho Saturday after my arrival I sat by
the great chimney with Cesarino awaiting
his return. The children had been watch
ing for him eagerly, and toward dusk they
rusluMi in, exclaiming breathlesslj-:
"Here he comes, mother; wo saw his boat
from the cliff. Jlay wegoand meet 111111"
"What is the use?" replied the woman
sullenly. "Pierre's old enough to find his
wj here without your asstanco, and be
sid"s, I want you to go into tho garden,
both of you, and gather some salad for
sunper. Do you hear me?"
At Uio sound of tho last words the chil
dren flrd-like frightened birds, and a few
minutes later Pierre Aubert came into tho
bo'ie. He was about 35 years old, short
aid thick se, with light brown hair cut
square- over the forehead, but hanging in
two long curlR upon his shoulders, and
among the locks could be seen two tiny
fol 1 earrinHH, shaped like anchors. His
f-m le was thoughtful, his manner grave
oven monrnfiU, but the frank expression
ill Lis blue oyw wm very winning.
(.Vsnrino rotf as ho entered, but without
a vid or smile of greeting took down a
gk.tr that hung ou the wall, and with the
pencil in her hand asked abruptly:
The man drew a great leather purse from
th " pocket of his pea jacket, reported the
re-alt of cnoh day's fishing, and laid down
the amount received for his share of the
week's work. While ho was speaking
Cesarine put down a line of figures on the
slate, addod them up and carefully counted
the money. Then she put the whole
amount into a drawer, locked it and
potketed the key, while the fisherman re
turned his empty purse to his pocket ap
pamitly without regret.
"A good husband," I thought, and the
next minute the two children ran into the
room and threw their anus around his
"And a good father," I added mentally;
but what was my astonishment to hear
oue of the children saying:
"So gliid to see you, Uncle Pierre!"
He sat down, took the boy and girl upon
his knees and caressed them with such evi
dent affection that I was touchod. Could
it be possible that he was only uncle to
these children and brother-in-law to Cesa
rinc? Gradually the bright flash of loving de
light which the little ones' welcome had
called to his eyes faded away, and the
former look of hopeless sadness returned.
He bade the children go and play upon the
bench, and then he took a spade from a
corner of tho room and went out, saying
that ha ww going to work a little. I was
so much interested in him that I followed
him at a short distance, and saw thai he
went to the end of the v.Hage street, and
began digging in a small inclosure where
Home vegetables were growing. Suddenly,
however, he stood erect and with his hands
resting upon the spade handle gazed in
tently at a cottage near by. One of the
windows was almost covered with the
leaver, and blossom? of a climbing re.
and upon the white curtain there appeared
the shadow of a woman's form. Motion
less as a statue, Pierre stood with his gaze
fixed upon that window until darkness
dosed around and the stars came out, and
then, with a dep drawn sigh that seemed
to come from a broken heart, he shouldered
Lis spade and wont home.
The naxt evening as 1 passed the church
the people were coming out, and I sav
.Pierre in the doorway with his nleco anc"
nephew. A young woman on her way out
of church was just behind him, and with
out looking up he dipped his finger in the
holy water basin and then extended his
hand to her. She was a sweet faced creat
ure, with a pale, delicate skin, althongh
only a peasant, soft, dark eyes drooping
modestly, an angelic sra ile upon her lips,
and though she was at .(east 30 years old
the stamp of virgin purity was upon her
brow. As her fingers touched those of
Pierre a tremor passed over her, a mo
mentary flash of joy lighted his face, and
then they parted without exchanging a
I felt sure that it was her shadow I had
seen the night before on the white curtain
behind the roses, and that evening, when
the tide was rising, I stroked out to see
the fishermen embark. Pierre walked a
little in front of me, and when he passed
the cottage at the end of the street a fresh
ly plucked rose fluttered from the window
and fell at his feet.
He picked it up and hid it inside his
"When I reached the shore the boats had
just left their moorings, Pierre had taken
his place, but his eyes were fixed upon
that little cottage, and from the rose em-
bowered window a white kert-hief floated
until the Seat was out of sight.
Evidently there was a tale connected
with thestf two young people, rmd I was all
curiosity to hear it. I knew that I could
easily do so by questioning the villagers,
especially the women folk, butpreferred to
wait and ask Pierre himself.
In a few weeks he and I had bucome great
friends, and one day I went out in his boat
to see the fishing. Xight came on, and the
sailors went to the cubin to slosp until the
breeze should sprin,g up and give the sig -
nal for letting down the nets. Myriads of
stars were shining brightly in the clear
sky. Sea and sails were motionless, and
the silence was unbroken. Pierre and I
were sitting together iu the bows, and I
beized the opportunity of asking him the
reason of his settled sadness. In reply he
told me his story as follows:
It is hardly necessary for me to tell you
that Mane and I love each other. If you
together our first smiles an d tears, our
first sorrows and our first joyn, all were in
common. We even seemed t o know each
other's thoughts, and the old people of tho
village said that we had but one soul be
tween us. When I was old enough to go
to hea my pretty Mariet.te was inconsolable
until I came home, and sho used to wade
out to meet me till the water nearly reached
to her waist, and then I would put her on
my shoulder and carry bcr to the beach.
We were very happy; why could we not be
In the wintertime weere always to
gether, and when our early childhood was
passed we used to join tho village dances.
Oh, what merry rounds ve would make
together, and when the fiance was ovr
how joyously we went honve hand in haid
through the moonlighted meadows. What
plans we made, what loving promises
what hopes were ours, what dreams!
When we were old enough people began !
to talk about our being married, but we j
paid 110 heed to them.
" hat would be the use," we s.'iid; "wo
are very happy as we are, and nothing can
make us lovo each other better than we do."
Marie had her mother, but I wzis an or
phan, and my brother, Ces.Vire, had
brought nie up and been a father to me.
It was ho and the good cure vrho urged
my marriage, and at hist proposed it to
Marie's mother. Jeanne was rauch richer
than we were, and Marie wjis her only
child; yet the good widow, notwithstand
ing, accepted mo as son-in-law.
"They were made for each other," she
So one fino day we were betrothed. l
took a holiday, of course, aad wanted my
brother to do the same, but his wife,
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isiiuuL, iiisi.ircn uiuu jm .-Miuum u iu &i;ii
as tibual. Some of the neighbors blamed
her for that, but it was only just that sho
should think of hcr little children. Thoy
must be fed; their father was poor and
could not afford to lose a day's work. The
morning had been very bright, but toward
night a few clouds gathered over the sea.
Marie and I did not notice them, for wo
were so happy. "We. and the other young
people were dancing, when suddenly a
Hash of lightning startled us; then thero
was a peal of thunder, and tho next min
uU' we heard cries for help.
"We rushed to thei beach and saw Ccsaire's
boai upon tho rocks. What a storm that
was! Never has such a terrible one been
known upon this coast.
I did all I could. Three times I dashed
into the water with a ropo, and at last was
thrown unconscious on the sand. But I
did not die, alas! aud wlan 1 regained my
senses I saw my belovel brother lying
near me, breathing his lass! .
"Pierre," ho gasped, "ie a brother to my
wife and a father to my children!"
"I will never leave them. Cesaire; I swear
itl" was my reply. And so he died in
The preparations for the wedding were
stopped at once, and Marie and I exclaimed
iu one breath, "We can wait."' I kissed
my brother's children, clasped their moth
er's hand, and felt that thure was a com
pact between us just as binding as if all
tho notaries in the world had witnessed it.
Six months passed, and pople began to
ask when Marie and I were to be married;
nut something, I do not know what it was,
seemed to have sealed my liph. 1 could not
speak of the matter to any one, and at last
the widow Jeanne herself broke the ice.
"Have you adopted your brothor's chil
dren?" she asked me, and I answered
"And his wife as well, Pierre?"
"Yes, his wife as well."
"Really adopted them all, forever?"
"Yes, forever, mother Jeanne!"
"You mean that you will never leavo
them?" she persisted, and with my heart
turning cold I said:
"1 cannot leave them; I promised my
There was a long silence, and then she
"Listen, Pierre! I am perfectly willing
that you give Cesarine a share of your
oarnings, a, much as you like. 1 am not
thinking of the money at all; it is not that.
But I know your sister-in-law as well as
you do, and I will not consent to let my
Marie live with her, or to have Cesarine
some to my house to live. Never'"
I saw a gulf opening as the old woman
jpoke, for I knew she was right, 1 could
not ask Mario to rive with my sister-in-law
I knew Cesarine too well.
"I do not forbid the marriage," Raid
Jeanne, "but I tell you the conditions.
What do you say?"
I raised my bead and sawtiiat Marie had
come into the room and wus looking at
me with her whole sonl in her eyes, and I
kw that I must cither perjure myself or
lose her forever.
Oh, sir, I do not know how I lived '
through those few terrible moments! !
1 here v.t n rinmnp in mv oats anrl
Ftranpe lights dincing before my eyes, as j
If I had a feTcr. I teemed to be stifllmg
or to be losinc my mind, my heart, ny
soul h11 at the same instant,
"Pierre," said Jeanne sternly, "you mnst
decide at once. "Is it to bo Marie or Ce
sarine?" I was just going to pronounce the name
of my darling when I seemed to see before 1
niethe mangled form of my brother and 1
to meet his dying glance, bat it was not
the look of peace that I had seen on his
face when I gave him my promise his eyes
were full of sadness and reproach. I made
a great effort, and crying out, "Mother
Jeaaae. I promised mv brother!" fled from
asic vvnen our oye uesau 1 -jd omj sa ; That decidetl me. j woald vc Marie hcr wilderness of central Kansas, and about
. As little children we were alw.-ivs ' . 1Z ' '" T I A , --. -., ou uac ;lnu ono or mg 1Klrtners floored it
the house lite a madman. As I went
I caught sight of Marie's face; there was
a smile upon her lips and she murmured
softly, "Bravo, Pierre!" For a . whole
year the memory of those two words
gave me hope, and I persuaded myself that
she would find some way of shaking her
mother's resolution. I did not try to meet
her anywhere, but attended to my work
and took no notice of what went on in the
village, until I learned one day that Marie
was going to get married. I did not be
lieve that, and determined to hear the de
nial from her own lips.
That evening I met her on a quiet road
and took her hand In mine, but there was
no need of words, for she saw the question
in my eyes and answered:
Yes, Pierre, it is true!" A cry of despair
burst from mv lips, and she added
"I love you only, Pierre, but my mother's
heart will break if I refuse to marry
Jacques. She is old, and it is my duty to
obey her. Yon have done your duty, and I
must do mine."
I interrupted her with a torrent of re
proaches, for I was mad with rage and de
spair, and to my wild, angry words sha
1 answered gently:
j "You will be sorry for speaking so,
' Pierre, for you are brave and good. When
' you can think calmly vou will see that I
am right, and you will say to me, 'Marry
Jacques.' I will wait until you say so,
Pierre." She turned away and left me
' standing there sobbing.
, After that I reflected that 1 had no right
to condemn a girl to live single all her
life merely because I could not marrv her
myself, and yet I was not willing to set
her free. The neighbors began to show
their disapproval of my selfishness,
j "You are like the dog in the manger,''
j said one of them, and they all looked at
j Then I heard that Marie's mother was
very ill, and people said I was the cause of
it, and at last Cesarine began to reproach
y0n ought to make Marie take Jacques,"
sho .. wH1 not be fulfin vour
I promise to broUjer imlcss vou use
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rys UVVUIUU lillV 11 UL UMWlllVi JX1I4 11.
only "Marry Jacques." Indeed there was
ClA LUC1U Wrfi"
nothing more for me to say. I called a lit-
tie boy who was passing and gave him 6uPPbes, including poison the most nec
two sous to take my letter to ?uarie, but essary article of all their wants with
even then I could not make up my mind to ' which to kill wolves.
8end lfc- I FIXDIXO TIIH BARROW.
)w,0hilid t0?kr thmor? a",d 5 Ufc Arriving at Ellsworth thev vainly en
Ins other hand for the letter, but I drew 1 ..,! ?n . 1 I n xv.
back and hesitated. Icscemed like throw- dea?orf h1 teams, but all in the
ingawav my last hope of hapniness. for reon had been employed by the qnar
Marie had said that she would not marry tennaster's department at Fort Harker
without my bidding. I turned the letter in hauling hay from the various "grass
over and over in my hand, until the boy, camps" in the vicinity, so they had to go
growing impatient to spend his sous,
snuiciicu it suuaeniy ana ran 011. 1 looKeil
after him as he went down the street, and
saw him turn in at the widow's gate. I
w.'is trembling all over like a leaf, and had
to lean against a wall to keep from falling.
In a few minutes I whispered:
"She ha3 opened tho letter by this time
and she has read it. Now, sho has told
her mother that is tho end!" and I rushed
away to the woods and wandered about
like one crazed, baying to myself over and
over again those fearful words, "Marry
Jacques,! marry JacquesI"
On the day fixed for the betrothal I was
at sea, but toward evening the cruel wind
persisted in driving me to Villerville's
shore, and I was obliged to tack back and
forth, where I could plainly see the lan
terns lighted for the festivity. I have
heard of the tortures suffered by the
j Christians long ago, of the rack and the
wheel and fire, but I am convinced that
no martyr's agony was ever equal to what
cnuurai mat nigiii.
1 Sudden y I resolved to see Marie once
I 0' "nd; J ns flu,etIy.I crept along
i in the darkness to the meadow where tho
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in the darkness to the meadow where the
people were assembled at the betrothal. I
crouched unnoticed among some bushes,
and saw her, my beloved. She was leading
the singing, and as I leaned forward in my
eagerness to look at her more closely a
sailor, who sat near me, began to light his
pipe, and the flame leaped up before I could
draw back. Tiie light fell full on my face.
Marie saw me, gave a piercing cry, and
fell swooning to the ground. I rushed to
ward her, and at the same instant Jacques,
the betrothed, was at her side.
In a few minutes Marie's eyes opened
again, and I was surprised to see Jacques
glance from her face to mine with an air
of friendly pity. What a good heart had
He called for wine, and began drinking
deeply wine, cider and cognac quantities
of cognac. He shouted and sang, quar
reled with the men aud frightened the
girls, nnd toward morning took Marie
home and made such a terrible scene lie
fore her mother that he was summarily
turned out of doors.
"Holy Virgin!" gasped Jeanne when he
had staggered off, "what an abominable
fellow! Thank heaven we have found him
out in time; but who would have thought
he was a drunkard? He shall never bo m3
son-m-iaw never, never!
Jacques understood Marie and me, and
we understood him good, kind Jacques!
Since that time there has been nothing
wiid about Marie getting mnrried, and
though she and I seldom meet we do not
try to avoid each other. Every Sunday I
give her the holy water at the door of the
church, and we sir. in the same bench as
we used to do in the days of our youth.
Cesarine and her children sit between us, it
is true, but that does not matter, for we
always manage to exchange prayer books,
and while I am praying for Mane out of
her book she prays for mc out of mine.
When I go to sea her white kerchief is the
last thing I see on land, and whenever the
nisht is clear I look at the light shining
from her window; she is ciy lighthouse,
Pierre Aubert stopped speaking and sat
piunicvd in thought, but gradually his
head sank upon his loerieu arms, and I
heard the sound of heavy sobbing.
Suddenly, however, the breeze sprang up
and the fisherman rose to his feet, and his
face was calm, though sad, as he called his
men to their work.
A few years later I paid another vi?it to
Villerville, to find the people dressed in
their holiday clothes.
"What is going on?" I asked of the cure.
I who was the first person I met. He smiled
as he replied:
"Cesarine Aubert died six months ago."
"But all this festivity?" I asked, wonder-
"I am goinc to marrv Pierre and Marie
in half an hour." said the pastor. I left
him and hastened to Mother Jeanne's cot- I
tge, where I found Pierre creased in new
ciotnes. and looking so young and so radi
autly happy that I hardly kner him. A
door opened and in walked fair Mane, led
by Pierre's nephew, while the lad's sister
came behind, arranging the bride's veil.
Pierre and Marie's happiness had come
to them in the autumn of their lives; but
tkeir hearts TTtv cill vnnnw inA .,-i.U
eir hearts were still yoan
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love such as theirs it i altrne cn,n
Translated for Short Stories from the
French of Charles Deslys by Isabel Smith
sou. ! Better Caoltia- on Shipboard.
The cgitatioo.ia favor cf nroperly cooked
food has snrmil fn ri. n-nA m K .
Tbeble boiiod mariner aad the rSAin
as well have joiaed fcrces in densnjdmir
teUerdiehfts from the sjOUj, and the Zc-
guso eranaastjers' aasoaaUoa proposes
that a sctoftl for ships' cuoks be oezsb
lished. A reform m thi diseeiian will
meanaarawthuig ciss tisn.&alo4 -aj;ad
vtsethlsa fartks hacdx SKrizzzsz.
A KMSAS EXPRESSION.
CURIOUS ORIGIN OF A PECULIAR
PHRASE USED IN THE WEST.
"following Tom's Wheelbarrow" Ifl a
Term That Hag Become Very Common.
"Who "Tom" TFaa It Means Tbat a
9Ian Has Doae "Wrong.
Among the scouts who accompanied
Gen. Sheridan during the campaign
J against the Indians in the winter of
188S-C9, who were attached to headqnar-
ters " tne capacity of couriers, selected
I for their courage and knowledge of sav-
age methods, was Tom McFadden, who
made a record for himself, and was one
of the scouts sent out bv Gen. Sheridan
to bring "Sa-tan-ta" in as a hostage
j when the villainous old savage was sit
ting on his horse apart from hLj great
band of alHed warriors on a knoll, con
templating whether to attack the troops,
who were in battle array one morning
in front of Fort Cobb, and who was ex
tremely impudent. McFadden was after
ward one of Gen. Miles' scouts in his
' wonderful campaign against the Indians
j hate in the fall of 18G7 McFadden and
1 1 other rraOTPrMrihlihpd 1 r-irrm on
er trappers established a camp on
he ?.aralls.e .about two miles above its
, Jmicnon th ttie balm?, liiey had re-
markable luck, and in a .short time had
accumulated a large lot of pelts, furs,
buffalo hams and elk and deer meat.
They possessed but one small team of
horses, and their supplies running low
they concluded to go to the then embryo
town of Ellsworth, on the Smoky Hill,
which had just been started on account
of its proximity to Fort Harker, then the
most important military depot and post
on the plains. It was also the nearest
trading point for the many hunters scat
tered along the rivers and streams of the
int the new town, intending to hire
teams to bring their meat and skins to
lue raraa, 10 purcimse tiieir needed
I back, as they had left their only other
partner alone in camp with but a few
rounds of ammunition and the Indians
anything but friendly. Tho railroad, at
the time of their arrival at Ellsworth,
was running a train to what is now
Bunker Hill, then only a water tank sta
tion, to which point they shipped their
supplies, as it was somo miles nearer
their camp, intending to pack tho most
needed articles on their backs and return
with their own team in a few days for
those things they could not take along.
After arriving at Bunker Hill and
damping their supplies on tho little plat
form, dreading to start out on their long
tramp loaded down with what they must
take, intending to store the rest in some
secure place until thoy conld come for
them, McFadden happened to see a pile
of wheelbarrows belonging to tho rail
road company piled bottom side up along
the track, and with the inspiration that
1 is born of genius he turned to his part
ner and said, "Dan, this darned question
of transportation is settled right here,
for here is a vehicle that looks as if it
was constructed for our special purpose
at this ticklish juncture."
So, waiting until the station men were
j out of sight, they proceeded to load up
ono of tho fortunately discovered wheel
barrows with their supplies, which in
cluded among many smaller things 200
pounds of flonr, and away they weut
across the high prairie toward their
camp. Their route went over a smooth
country until they neared the "breaks"
of the Saline, aud then it required a
good lmowleugo of tho region to find a
passage through tho precipitous lime
stone bluffs which characterize that por
tion of Kansas.
FOLLOWING THE TRAIL.
It is a difficult matter, or rather was
in those early days, for a "tenderfoot" to
! find his way down into the valley of the
balme, as it is the most lumpy region in
that part of the state. Knowing the
whole country well, Tom and his part
ner strnck for the nearest point on tho
river, satisfied that with their unique
means of transportation they could go
down the bluffs anywhere and cross the
stream where a wagon would not dare
to attempt it. At last tho fortunate
hunters arrived at their camp, tired,
btiv with their supplies intact.
The next season that immigration
which grew to be phenomenal in so short
a time began to seek the beautiful and
tempting valleys of the tributaries of
the Saline, and of coarse the only routo
to the coveted localities was through the
rough country north of the Union Pacific
iu Kansas, and the starting points tho
stations of the road. Bunker Hill was a
favorite initial point on account of its
nearness to the "Paradise" valley, and
McFadden's wheelbarrow trail, which
was still plainly visible, was taken for
tho wagon track of some preceding im
migrant, which all persistently followed,
and, naturally, too, only to be suddenly
brought up all standing at some inac
cessible bluff down which it was impos
sible to go.
Then nothing was left to do bat re
trace their steps to the main "divide."
losing ten or twelve miles thereby. Thus
a brood trail was made through the ,
rough country, and considerable pro- 1
fanity was breathed on the pare atmos
phere of the virgin prairie in that vicin
ity until the errors of the "old wheel- '
barrow trail" were corrected. It be- I
came a by word at last, when a man waa
lost aod turned np after goin miles ont
of his way, "Well, he has only been fol
lowing Tom McFadden's wheelbarrow
trail to iht Saline." Kansas City Star.
The Exception Fonnd at Iast.
He sat in the lobby of one of oar prom
inent hotels. His hair was as white as
snow and matted in thin and NBra5gy
locks over a high and creased forehead.
Lines of sorrow marked his face and ran
through his features as nnmeroos as the
rivers in Central Africa. In his eyes there
wzs sadness, which bespoke a weight of
sorrow on the mind, and seemed to suggest
that grief had greatly aasirted time in
tumir-g the heir white and furrowing the
face. A number of men were sitting
around him, asd they had beea teJliag
stones of the "pistol which is not loaded"
and its fatality. The white haired man
said in a plaintive voice:
"I crtvc a story to teiL I reterned hocte
one d.ty from my pilne of tasteeas. nVery
thinir hd zona rat-war thsXdtr. assjoaa.
ffcfSS iKz'-i Ci --?"'
ts s- . r i.-."s.i-
bggjuefore they Q
P. ii'nf.Yr ?aki
tr vi v 1 'w J ;w i Xw
ihe pol Keep off
If yenr grocer sends you acrthiBS im place or SAP0U0, send it back and
insist npon hsring jnst what yon ordered. 5AP0LXO alrrays ghes satisfaction.
On floors, tables and painted Trork it acts i&e n charm. For scaariiig- pti
pans and nctals it has no eoal. ETerytfciig shines after it, and erea the chil
dren delight in using it in their attempts to help ru-ocud the Ium?c,
E2COCHT iiO'F' n. a -
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L. C. JACKSON
Wholesale and Retail Dealer In all kinds of
Anthracite and Bituminous Coal
AND : ALL : KIXDS : OF : BUILDIXG : MATEHIAL.
fclair: Grace 112 South Fourth Aveunt Branch Office 133 North Main Street
Yards connected with all railroads in the city
Wliea ordering state WHAT form Is
the things a good many dollars, ana" I felt
unusnally gay and skittish. I told my wife
of my good fortune and asked her to get
me a match. "We were standing by a dress
ing case, and when she refused 1 opened a
drawer und drew forth a pistol, which I
knew was not loaded, as I had examined it
the night before. Leveling the pistol
straight at her heart poor woman, she's
dead nowl I playfully threatened to shoot
her. There was a look of trusting, con
fident love in her eyes shall I ever forget
that? as she dared me. I placed my hand
on the trigger and pulled it. I closed my
eyes, afraid to open them. Oh, it was
"After a time, it seemed hours, I opened
my eyes and put the pistol back."
"But j'our wife was she killed In
stantly?" eagerlv asked three listenc-3,
"A lingering, painful death?" sympa
thetically they asked.
"No; as I said, the pistol was not loaded.
My wife was unhurt, of course."
"But you said sho was dead?"
"Yes, she died two years ago, of old age."
"And why did you tell this story?"
"To show you there are times when the
pistol is really not loaded. There are ex
ceptions to all rules, you know. This is
the one exception to tho seven instances
you gentlemen have recited." Louisvillo
All in Ti:n Tears.
years ago the Illinois Training
School for Nurses, without money and
in the face of great opposition, began its
work in Chicago in a small and incon
venient rented house. They had two
wards in Cook County hospital, a super
intendent and eight pupil nurses. Today
they own, free from debt, the Nurses'
Home and furniture, which has cost
$70,000. They have charge of twelve
wards in Cook Conuty hospital, and all
the nursing in the Presbyterian hospital,
with a superintendent, two assistant
superintendents, one night superintend
ent, one hundred pupil nurses, twelve
probationers and ninety-eight registered
During the past year the school re
ceived f.0,000 by will from Mr. John
Crerar. By vote of the board this wm
named "The John Crerar Fund," which
should form the nucleus of an endow
ment fund to be used for sending nurses
to thoee who cannot ;ifford to pay the
regular prices. A little later they came
Into possession of a legacy of $20,000 left
oy Mias Phebe L. Smith. This enabled
them to pay the mortgage of $12.fJ00 on
the Nurses' Home aud also to finish and
farnih the same. Boston Woman's
GOLD SSESAL, PA3IS, 137S.
W. Baker & Co.'s
lnm which tho mom of
oil ha been removed, is
Absolutely I tire
audit is Soluble.
are used in its prcparatioo. It has
more than thru times the strength of
Cocoa mixed with Starch, Arrowroot
or Sgar, and is therefore far more
economical, costing less than one cent
a cttp. It is delicious, nourishing,
strengthening, easily digested,
and admirably adapted for invalids
as wen as for persons in health.
Sold by Grocers everywhere.
W. BAKER & CO.. Dsrcljeiter. Miss.
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or youli smufch me
Onr Scale Hooks are Printed on Good
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t Orrtfrs by mull prompt h .utendrd ti
A Soft Heart.
"My husband is very fond of animals,"
said Mrs. Furber. "Lost night in hw sleep
he turned over and said, "Tate out mj nie
lli ing for the kitty.' " Boston Commercial
A FEW DON'TS.
Don't carry a cane to business.
Don't go out of the hous with a button
off your coat. Sew it yourself first.
Don't wear a torn or dirty pair of gaiters.
If they are not in tho best of condition go
Don't carry a little thin cane unless you
are under 10 years of ago or too old and
weak to support a heavier one.
Don't wear shabby gloves If you dro
well at all. They look mean and poverty
stricken and mending does them little or
Don't wear a silk hat to business every
morning unless you are nn elderly gentle
man and the dignity of your position re
Children Cry for Pitcher's Castoria.
WmU a cecric
Want a prtr
Want & ritnittUin,
W-uil a f-snraat IrJ.
Want to tetl a rant!.
Want to vll u boom.
Want to twy or Mil tfk.
Want a. troed tor'd b'uo.
Want to sell pUat or erala
Want to sell touftLol(i fwotuir
Went to make any fnilu iuaui.
Wnr.t to tell or tnnie tar anytliiuc
Want u ftud ouiUHJwrs for aBrthtag,
KRAD AND AUVEKTIbK IK OCR
AdvartlslDc obtain new cntomr.
AdTfrtUlr.g ktp oiI ciXemtr.
Adrnrtlnltic UtraU; alwafu pujn,
AdmrlUlcc culitt succas A&47.
Ad"rtUltf eralo confld'nee.
X d rUlntf U proo! at utfj
AdTrtllnc !XklbJt pluck.
A!rt!ntDr airana ' bla,"
S O W I
DAVIDSON & CASE
John Daridson, Poineer Lumberman
of Sedgwick County.
ESTABUSHED :-: IT:-: 1S70.
of 3lae Lumber
Office and yard on Moly av. Ltwee
Doncl ave. and PlMt St. Braaeh yard
at Unioa city. Oklahoma aad KX Rmm LT
Tarda at "Vfithf u, Varfteld. TTeJJJn?.
iw, jxarper. Attica, utrans 2laii
teas City, 'An dale and
it W Lott. Fres. X W Ollrar, Vie. Prr
C A Walker, Cnater. H T Krataer, Awt Cas&lcr
Wichita National Bank.
PA1IV CTF CAPITAL ,Vn - 43S0.O0O
Jata barldsen. J. O. Butan.
J)0 a Qetusntl BemJtfaw, Cvdecting
and 2trekerf JBcuiiMsa.
.Eastern b3 PcCeijca Exeitnjco
benght and sold, Unite States bonds
0 all (iBxamkiattoaa bonrbt Alid Btfld.
County, Tow&fthlp ana jaiclp&
It. rowu.u Presides:. R. T. HKA.T. V. ffi
Fourth National Bank.
PAID UP CAPITAL,
It. T. Ban. Z. B. PowMl, O. D.
A,m I- Honk. F. XT. Waller. O.
H orse. B. O. Qrarea.
J. P. AU',
Vlco f realileat.
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State National Bank,
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SOUD YsSTOULE EXPRESS TRAIHS
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fncUUIen to travel to and from IndiamapoHa. On
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yr rnckat. X.apu. ToUn. or doatreil lelerw
tloa. app)yataar'00i9OTtCKet0Qee. r aaWteM
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uen'l Monagai . Ga1 Tkt. Paee. At
REAL ESTATE AGENTS.
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