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fiv Th Autumn WB
sm ffV wlis voice of the autumn winl,
iSyl As sad m the mourning sea.
etdYv f4AJ And It sets nstir the chords
' tho harP ' mmoryt
i II sen inf rnnrns nenr. i ng
""j"!. And my heart throbs nulrk again I i.
yJi vitn tnn oni. oia tnrw or love,
SJsTfc!Wj5fc TAfc With lis vestacy ami pain.
"fjrCjly? -Clinton Scollurd In Leslie's Monthly.
i n :
About the bread hcnrlh In Its rne
toiiinry mar-tier the family had assem
bled after the evening nual, unit Hen
ry Carroll, the i it y remain, come to the
country to restore failing health, found
tils first visit Into a Kentucky home
not so dull ns he linil nntl'.'ipatcd.
The conversation lullcil. Silence was
bnkri. mily by tho ticking of the
clock. Siiililenly Carroll neurit tin!
faint pitapat of a galloping horse on
tlie fnii ii turnpike. He walked to
tlio window ov crlooUhiK tho mail, ami
the sluirp nir boro tho suuud mure
clearly to him.
"1 wonder who that ran be. riding so
vlUlly ut this tlmo of night?" be
"Some drunken follow poire home, 1
euppo.-r." said Mr. lUnkln. ImlitTeier.t
ty. but wall a bnilli.ant look at his
"He riles like a wild man!" ex
claimed Carroll. "Come I ere! look
at him" (me would think both man
and be.vt were hunted -wore llecius
from the le ;1 himsill '. "
Martha ran to the window and
gnzed fur a moment at tho fust llep
pearlrB hors'-man. ' Tapa, maybe It's
our ghost 'Hob the rider" and Aunt
Dinah once met."
The mournful bay of foxhounds dls
torbed by the hoof beats and tho sug
gestion of a chase gave her remark a
tinge of color, lloth Mr. and Mrs.
Rankin had kept their seats while the
rider passed, and now tried In vain to
lift the gloom his appearance had left
In parsing. Carroll noticed this and
half laughingly inquired If Martha
ghost was a reality.
"Not at all; simply a stupid old
too of the negroes," said Mr. Ran
kin, tie spoke In an unconvincing
manner, however, and the fireside
group relapsed into a moody alienee.
Carmll slept little that night in the
ereat room assigned to him. Among
tho old pictures on the walls, which
he casually looked over as he un
dressed, he was struck by a tarnished
portrait of a girl who closely resi;n
bled Martha. No name was written on
the worn gilt frame, but on the dust
covered back ho found scrawled,
"Martha Kankln, l.HIIo." Kven when
Carroll put out the light that face
Blood between him and sleep. Those
eyes haunted his bruin. So, too, did
the flying horseman and the troubled
face of his host and the remark of tho
The brilliant, fitful sunlight of a
spring day strayed Into winter was
streaming into his room ere Carroll
awakened. The refreshing bath and
the wholesome smell of the country
cleared tils head, and lie smiled at the
foolish fancies of the ulght. Careless
ly he ran down the broad stairs of the
stately mansion In a manner calculat
ed to startle into life the sweet-faced
dames and the starched collared sol
diers of the revolution whose portraits
smiled from their gilded frames stud
ding the hallway.
Martha's remark about Aunt Dinah's
Ths dim figure of a horseman dash
ghost remained In Carroll's head,
however, and having nothing to do, he
trolled out to the cnbln to bear her
story. It was Aunt Dinah's favorite
yarn, and she unbent with right good
will, proud of having the stranger
cousin for a listener.
"Oood Lawd, honey, an' you ach
anally ain't heahed dat tale? Miss
Kartha wus bar name, an' she loved
Mars Hob Gregory, what had a heap
o' fine horses. .Me kep" comln' an'
comln' heah ter see Miss Martha twell
everybody said dey sho' would marry.
Den dey had a fallln' out an' he didn't
nemo no moan. Miss Martha didn't
let on, but she sartinly did love Mars
Hob. an' kep" plnin' an' plnln' away
twell she wus nigh ded. One Sunday
dey all went to church at de Cross
Itoads, 'cepen' hrr. When dey come
buck her maw, Miss Ellen, found tier
on de floah in de purler ded. Sho
hnd shot herself in de corner by de
He clasped her In his arms and whls-
psred: "I won't go home to-mor-
window, whar she an Mars Rob uster
"Wsll, doan't Jes reckelleck, but
folks do say Mars Rob died Jos' after,
Anyway, ho took her death mighty
hard, 'cause It wuz his fault, an' he
ought to have made up with her. He
uster ride 'bout de country on his big
geldln Jes like mad. One night I
seed him go by heah like all de devl!s
wnse followln'. De nex mawnin' dey
found him by de crick, his big geldln'
standln' over him. He had shot hisset
in de henrt.
"I dunno, chile, but ever since den
dey say Mars Hob ride by heah when
sweethearts ob de county fall out. I
seed bl m once when Mars Walker an
Miss Mary Rogers had dere trubble
but dat's anuther tale, honey. Any
way, loins doan t come dts away
nights no moah."
Aim so Aunt liinan rambled on,
eager to tell other Btories of the past.
Carroll kept the Incident in his mind
for a while, and then let it drop as a
darky superstition. He devoted hlm
self to the task of building up his
health, going hunting, riding to neigh
borhood fox meets, driving Martha to
dances and parties, and in other ways
filling out the routine of life in the
country. In following this social round
he found that the chase after health
can sometimes be made a cheerful oc
rupation, especially with a girl like
Martha to help one.
One afternoon, as Carroll and Mar
tha were returning from town they
let their horses take their own pace
and settled themselves comfortably
back on the buggy seat and listened
to the hum of the wheels and drank In
the charm of the country.
Looking dreamily Into Martha's eyes
as the carriage rolled homeward, the
question, which be had as yet put to
himself only vaguely, came to him
"Does she like me?" He dared not
trust himself to ask as to love. While
he was turning about tills, to him
startling suggestion, a young farmer
of the neighborhood whom Carroll had
often imagined to be covertly fond of
Martha cantered down the road
toward them. He pulled up sharply,
bowed to Carroll, and directed to Mar
tha a few commonplace Inquiries
about her family, the crops and the
next party to be given. Carroll thought
he saw a blush steal over her cheek as
the young man talked, and after he
had ridden on, half In Jest, but a bit
ill earnest, he asked If that were her
sweetheart. The blush mounted high
er as she denied It. Carroll unreason'
ingly and jealously Insisted that h
was, and finally Martha poutlngly
suggested that In anv event it was
matter that did not concern him. The
clouds had fallen. Carroll had had
his question answered.
At rapper tie announced to his host
that hts health was now fully regained
and that an urgent letter from home
would take htm away the following
morning. Mr. and Mrs. Rankin ex
pressed regret Martha coldly said
she was sorry, and continued the meal
That night Carroll retired early to
his room, but not to sleep. His pride
was deeply hurt, and he wae nA.
nant He railed himself "Idiot!" and
other pleasant tblnes. "She rtl.ln't
e the heart to say she was sorry!
Finally, putting on a light overcoat.
started for a walk upon the pike,
was near midnight when he turne.i
again into the little valley. The full
light or the moon was obscured by a
mist which rose from the river and
spread over the valley. The brooding
silence of the night was broken now
. then by the distant fry of a fox,
nd. the low neigh of a horse, or th
tinkle of a sheep bell.
Clackety clack clarket v - elarV
ere was borne In on Carroll's ears
distant sound of a callonlns horse
pon the turnpike. Could It be the
lantom of Aunt Dinah's atorv?
Clnckety-rlack!" The horse was
coming nearer. Tho forgotten tale
sprang vividly Into Carroll's mln, and
leit tne emu or the unearthly creep
er him. Sweethearts had auarrnler
The phantom rider was due! Bang!
crasn: crush : and Carroll saw a
ildly speeding horseman flash across
the bridge and come up the road
toward him with uncontrolled gait. .
Carrol, forgetting all of the 1m.
probability of the tale, ran to the road
shie ana tried to scale the stone fence.
Hut it was too high for him to seals
in his nervous condition, and hn
crouched against It, hts eyes glued
pon the ever-advancing figure. It
hundcrcd along. Now It was almost
ttou him. A vision of a horse nl
thoroughbred build, with foam flying
from its mouth, with flanks heaving,
and of a darkly clad rider with gazo
fixed ahead, a cloud of dust, a souud
r distant hootbeats, and Carroll, com
detely cowed, fled toward the hoi-e.
):i the veranda ho met Martha.
He clasped her In his arms and
hispered: "I won't go home to-mor-w."
Walter S. Hlntt In New York
ARTISTS AND THEIR MODELS.
Beauty of Face and Form Are Rarely
Artists say It Is curious but never
theless true that beauty of face and
form are not often found In one and
the same person. The woman who
has nn Ideal face frequently falls
from the standpoint of figure, so that
painters are obliged to make their
ideal figure from half a dozen models.
From one will come a beautiful throat
or arm or shoulder; from another a
perfect back, and so on. Even after
that the painter has to Idealize his
figure to throw Into It whatever form
of fleeting expression he desires.
Once In a while his model gives him
unconscious help. The model who
posed for Church's "Fairy Tale" used
to tell of having once stood before the
picture at an exhibition, listening to
the comments of enthusiastic visitors.
They commended the fanciful paint-
ng, but marveled most of all at the
wonderful look which the artist had
managed to get into the woman's face.
The model herself was able to enlight
'He didn't have to Idealize for that
wonderful lxk." she Bald. . "I remem
ber the day it was painted. I was
wondering whether he was going to
pay me by the day or the week."
A photographic artist tells this little
story of a model. She was a simple.
rather shallow, straightforward girl
when not at work. When she posed
her beautiful, mobile face expressed
the most varying emotions. The artist
used to wonder If she felt one-quarter
of what her expression indicated. His
doubts were set at rest one day. After
the girl had posed with an exalted as
pect that enraptured the artist he
waited to hear her deliver some su
blime Inspired thought. But she mere
ly looked up wistfully Into his face
'Oh, how hungry I am."
Tho Ringing Roll of "Dixie."
The old brigades march slower now ths
boye who wore the sry
Dut there's life an' battle spirit In a host
o" them to-day!
They hear their comrades eallln' from
the white tents far away.
An' aniwer with the rlngln roll of
They feel ths old-time thrill of It the
battle plains they see-
Again they charge with Jackson, an' face
the nht with Le;
An' the ehoutln' hills are answered by
the thunders of the sea
Whtm they rally to the rlngln' roll of
The battle-fields are voiceless once wet
with crimson rain;
O'er unknown (raws of heroes wav
BOblen fluids of grain;
Rut phantom forms they losp to life.
and cheer the ranks again.
Far-anawcrlng to the rlngln' roll of
Beat, drums! the old-time chorus; an'
busies, blow your beet;
And wave, oil, flags they loved so welt
above euih wnr-scarrud breast!
Till they vanish down thu valley to their
lust, eternul rust,
Still answering to the rlngln' roll of
Frank U Stanton In Atlanta Const!
Bellsvss in Woman Suffrage.
Gov. Garvin of Rhode Island has
put himself on record as a believer in
woman suffrage. In a recent address
before the Rhode Iiland Woman Suf
frage association he said: "I think
woman suffrage will be adopted In
Rhode Island and In other New Eng
land states. It has been tried In other
state and has worked well, and soon
er or later It will prevail throughout
HE LOOMS UP AGAIN AS A POS
Will the Democrats Bring Forward as
Their Candidate the Man Whose
Election In 1892 Cost More In Money
and Suffering Than the Civil Wart
The American Economist does not
often concern Itself with a discussion
of the merits of an Improbable, much
less an Impossible, presidential candi
date. However, both the Improbable
and Impossible sometimes happen, and
as no one man In our history has had
a more disastrous Influence npon our
Industrial life than the subject of this
sketch, we propose simply to remind
our readers of Orover Cleveland's con
tribution to his country's history, and
what he would do again, If placed In
a position to accomplish his purpose,
which, we may add, was not fully ac
complished in the first Instance.
It was decided In 1S8I that a man's
domestic faults need not affect his
public life and executlvo ability. Mr.
Cleveland was elected In that year In
spite of his shortcomings as a man,
and because of hts good fortune as a
politician. He was elected not be
cause of his own strength, but be
cause of the weakness of his oppo
nent's campaign and the lack of com
plete harmony in his opponent's party.
His first administration has left
nothing worth remembering, except
his message to the Fiftieth Congress
in December, 1887. Mr. Cleveland had
studied his Cobden club literature well
and stated precisely. If not honestly,
some of their most Important tenets.
The message was devoted almost
wholly to the tariff and taxation, and
its several thousand words can be put
Into two of Its sentences as Indicating
the tenor of the whole. These two
"But our prcjent tariff laws, the
vicious, Inequitable and Illogical
source of unnecessary taxation, ought
to be at once revised and amended.
These laws, as their primary and plain
effect, raise the price to consumers of
all articles Imported and subject to
duty by precisely the sum paid for
such duties. ... So It happens
that while comparatively a few use
the Imported articles, millions of our
people, who never use and never saw
any of the foreign products, purchase
and use things of the same kind made
In this country, and pay, therefore.
nearly or quite the enhanced price
which the duty adds to the Imported
These are false statements, and Mr.
Cleveland knew them to be false, for
he could have gone Into the open mar
ket and bought hundreds of articles
at a less price than the duty on simi
lar imported articles of no better qual
ity. His message defeated htm for re
election, and a Republican Congress
and President thought best to revise
the tariff, and the McKlnley law waa
the result The effects of that law
were marvelous. In May, 1892, Ed
ward Atkinson, the noted statistician
and free trader, who was In full pos
session of his mental faculties at that
time, said In the Forum:
"There never has been a period In
the history of this or any other coun
try when the general rate of wages
was as high as It Is now, or the prices
of goods relatively to the wages as
low as they are to-day, nor a period
when the workman. In the strict sense
of the word, baa so fully secured to hts
own use and enjoyment such a stead
ily and progressively Increasing pro
portion of a constantly Increasing prod
uct." Such testimony was repeated by the
commercial agencies, by the President
In his message to Congress and by the
whole honest press of the country.
And yet Orover Cleveland was again
nominated, and, adopting the double
dealing tactics of Polk and Dallas In
1844, was elected by a very positive
popular and electoral vote. We have
not to do now with the methods of
that campaign, but with the result
For the first time since the election
of Abraham Lincoln In 1860 the three
branches of the government were to
be In the bands of the Democratic, free
trade party. The very moment that
the people, and particularly the com
mercial world, realised this there was
consternation In every Industrial and
financial circle. Wise capitalists,
shrewd manufacturers and cautious
HIS 8ERVICES NOT REQUIRED.
merchants knew ' what was fcefxra
them. That grim specter, sure to aia
terlalise In to the evil spinster, free
trade, which had more than once dev
astated our land and impoverished
our people, was bound to come. It
mattered not Just how soon, or In Just
what form; we must prepare for It as
best we could and take the conse
quencesand we did.
It was not as bad as Mr. Cleveland
would have had It Mad clean through
he would not sign his party's law. But
that Gorman-Wilson tariff did Its work
most effectively, and completed the
panic and ruinous work begun In Its
anticipation. Is there need to recall
those awful years T Is there need to
repeat tho billions of dollars lost, ths
suffering, the sickness, the sadness
that entered almost every home In ths
We are loyal and patriotic enough to
add our plaudits to those of the multi
tude when cheering an ex-presldent ol
the United States. We are willing to
blur our memory, to wipe off the slats
and say, "Well, In the light of latei
events perhaps It was alt for the beat
We need adversity once In a while;
we must learn by experience." Ana
so we find no fault In the hearty greet
ing and acclaim given to our rapidly
ageing ex-presldent; but when the
mugwump and free-trader and politi
cian step In and turn patriotism Into
politics we say No; never again must
Orover Cleveland be In power and
gain the opportunity to conspire and
ruin our country. Once Is enough
and though we may condone we must
not forget. Far more than the ctvll
war did Orover Cleveland cost out
country In financial loss. More llvei
were sacrificed through sickness and
sorrow, through despair and poverty
through hunger and cold, than by tht
bullets of the rebellion.
If free traders, If mugwumps, U
Democrats do not forget, then the peo
pie must remember for them. Groves
Cleveland must never be President
again. He should never even be t
candidate, and he ought not to be sc
much as thought of In that respect
Queer Kind of Wall.
Those who regard the Dingley tar! A
as a Chinese wall will probably revls
their opinion when they learn that tht
Imports into the United States durlns
the twelve months ending Jan. 81
1903, aggregated $976,283,637. Th
Dingley tariff, like all well-drawn pro
tectlve measures, tends to Increase Ira
ports rather than diminish them, as
by making the nation prosperous, It
enables the people to buy more franc
foreigners. But white under the stlmu
tus of a tariff like the Dingley act out
Imports are Increased, their nature It
greatly changed. Instead of Importlni
manufactured articles ready for con
sumption In Increasing quantities, w
Increase our Imports of raw material!
from abroad for the use of our Indus
tries. Thus, In the calendar year 190!
the manufacturers' materials imported
amounted to $463,000,000, against $248,
000,000 In the calendar year 1896. W
also enlarge our takings of manufac
tured artlclea ready for consumption
but our Increasing Imports In this clas
siflcatlon are made up of things which
we do not ourselves as yet produce at
well as the foreigner, but which w
are rapidly learning to turn out at
well as he does. Man Franclscc
The Tariff and Banking.
The phenomenal Increase in bank
deposits and loans alnce the free trade
period can be seen from the follow
ing: March 9, 1897 April 9, 1903.
Loans .. ..$1,898,009,291 $3,403,217,618
Deposits .. 1,668,219,961 3,168,275,260
Cash 420.281.616 636,214,834
These deposits are In addition tc
almost an equal amount In the sav
ings banks, and represent the daily
balances of merchants and buslnesi
concerns. They confirm the state
ment that we are doing double tht
business under protection that wc
were unaer iree traae. it seeme
hardly time to revise such a tariff at
we are now prospering under, cither
up or down. It will indeed, be well tc
let well enough alone.
"The tariff is always revised In tht
Interest of its beneficiaries," says Ed
Itor Bryan. The principal beneficiar
ies of the American protective tariff
policy are the people of the United
States. Oswego Times.
The Musto Cure.
"I observe," said the cheerful board
sr. "that they are trying to cure the
lick trees In Boston commons with
"Popular music, I suppose," said the
Boarder who puns.
"I wonder how yew would like It,"
growled the cynical boarder.
"I know I'd soon be sycamore."
murmured the cheerful boarder as he
reached for the butter, and there the
subject was dropped.
Keeping In Practice. -"Do
you know this Gov. Pennypack
er of Pennsylvania?"
"No. I don't Whyt"
"I thought mebby you did. He hat
Just mutsted the state press, and I
Jldn't know but what I'd like to have
htm come around and see If some
thing can't be done with my mother-in-law."
Deacon Klndleigh So noor Brother
Littleton left all he had to the Chil
dren's home. Did he have much?
Sister Sourleigh Eight boys and
Bridget Was Ashamed.
Mistress (angrily) Bridget, t And
that you wore one of my evening
gowns at the ball last evening. It's
the worst piece of Impudence I ever
heard of. You ought to be ashamed
Bridget (meekly) Ol wus. mum; Ol
wus, and me young man said as If Ol
tver wore such a frock in public agla
he'd break our engagement
Dolly So Slmpklns, the cashier of
the bank, proposed to you last nlghtt
Polly xes; and I promised to marry
"Did he ask your father's permis
"Yes; he said he would ask papa
to indorse my promissory note."
In After Yesrs.
Mrs. Whoopem There was a time
when I was actually proud of the pow
erful voice you put Into your college
yell; but now I wish it had been only
Whoopem Why do you say that.
Mrs. Whoopem Because the baby
has Inherited the aforesaid yell; that's
The Whole Thing.
Tomny Let's play theayter.
Elsie All right. I'll be the bosm
Tommy No, I will. The manager
has to be a man.
Elste Oh! you ran be the manager.
Ill be what they call the "bella don-
Oazer (an astronomer) Can you
suggest a auttable Inscription for my
Boozer (a drinker) Sure. How
would "Here's looking at you" do?
The Deacon's Opinion.
Yes, sub.," said the old colored
brother, "dat boy Is so fond er tradln'
dat I ve'ly believes dat ef be wui In
heaven, en day let htm come back fer
a holiday, he'd sail his return ticket
en trust ter bein' blowed back by
Wigwag Was It a stag affair
Qussler Worse than that; It