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playod— \he greatest ever invent
ut. it plays like a:i artist.
:.s that plays without dij
ical effects. We are
■ see it play.
: al the Piano Warerooms of
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: OV THK FORTY-FIFTH
IPINO FLAG OF TRUCE
li 1.-> Ihe Subjrvl «>f »i Poem 1»> un
i nilisoovrred Kip
ling l:i the
li n ii Us.
. April 23,
■i thinking that
: le on sol—
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1 li M 21, '99; (lisem
in barracks two
ike," as we call It.
■i 19, where w.j
severe skirmish, losing no
nen v . .nded.
. Private Peter llv-kl
:. .i !.; I 1 Re-
N:..•■ h •■■ weeks and t! i --n em
no I know
. i ■■■.. ■■ ■ four
.: in San
nd iii the
; Into the mountains and
• we ( ontinued our
• : ■ ik us, aad then
•I whore the mud
. . ■ marched int i Nueva C'acerc s,
trprise a large
ly, inn on arriv
: no opposition
\ueva • '•>' •
: 'eb. 2 i. making
■ i ■
■ • . We
-"int; time. We are
:-il in fact
.►■!•>■ thing-. The
ithinj • ice for the boys.
ii on a scouting
tffo, and as we
.'.i!: - guard v ..i;< 111
\V 1 1 • >
I along the road. We lost
■'• Iliam S one, who was shot
ibdom ;:. Musician I Eammi 3
undi '1 In the right fool.
> is about ihe holt< si that 1
nc< il. and our small
• . lo retreat down the road rar
; we could, for
umbered us three to one.
illow ing day our i aptain took a.
; i :he opposite
• :.iy in a.
il ibo i ! '■'. kil Ing ten and wound
en without losing a man.
-. , 111«-1 > hot at the present time
■ r sin< ii we a: i Ived here.
m v ill si I In In about a
nl then I suppose we'll be
■ c of poetry
v churns In the
ii" you ha l'lib.
■(. Forty-fifth L'nil
.Me private soldier
iij of "l "ik]. Sam."
to fa me and fortune.
•. ■• ■ ■■ 1 am,
P.nt I want to give ray comrades
the Philippine campaign.
Lite Filipino's camp,
bly! Stand tn arms!
r powder isn't damp.
\ •in- pluck will soon be tested,
n'll fai ''■"•■ hell Is loose,
- .in, i d< a.'.iy \olley,
: b} that flag oi Iru ■.-.
ant word "Amigo"
hand drop instantly
;i>tol ai your hip.
not wink or waver,
ture never chai
Ij J - Lter,
■ at hand,
il nig-ht you seek a shelter.
Chum against the flaming brand.
M ynu'ro lying lone and wounded
«'n Lluj !>.ai lelield apart,
h of barbarous torture
i [nit a bullet through your heart
■ ■ • pino,
di i.i. sir. "mucho" dead;
■ he Is safely sleeping,
i rice patch o'er his ru\;'l.
■solved to primal gasses
in tan y depth of space,
Is distinctly not his place.
I>rutf£sfcs.DeaJers and Clubs.
JSt tbt Mmni of Bmddbm.
ONE WHO SOUGHT AMD FOUND.
San P*ranclsco Argonaut.
The lights were Just being lit In the
village ..f North Sun Juan as the stage
rumbled up Main stree^, and, after
throwing off tho mail and expre s at the
tore, the driver, with a grand
flourish of ih<- peins, ; tiH- d up at the
A lady alighted, and. quickly discerning
the "Ladles' Entrance," passed into the
room wh'rh served both as public parlor
and landlady's sitting room. Mrs. John
son, th.' landlady, received the p:i"
cordially, passed remarks upon ilm- heat
of tlif day, the dusty road and the tire
some trip, and. taking her guest's hand-
I bag, requested that she follow her and
si;-- would show her to her room. Mrs.
Johnson having said that siJtpper v%ould
be served as soon as she was ready, the
lady turned the key in Ihe do >r and
sank Into a rocking chair.
Beyond the initials "li. L. T.," which
were embroidered on the linen bap,
there was nothing to remark üb-jut the
guest, save an indefinable something
which told one that she did not belong
to the class of people who "might be
almost anybody," and that she was evi
dently much worn by something morn
than the day's journey.
After eating a Il^ht supper, a".d telling
.Mrs. Johnson that she might write for
h<T "Mrs. Thaxter, Philadelphia," on the
register, she retired to h>:r room.
Sunday morning dawned clear and
beautiful. No noise of early mi!k wagons,
no rumbling of cars, no clanging of ferry
bells, no shrieking of excursion whistles,
no hurry-skurry of myriad.-- of feet over
a city pavement, but a calm, sweet pence,
a holy benedition in the air, which made
one '. iiink that in this elevated spot, s.)
many feet above ih<- sea, so many steps
nearer heaven, angels hovered closer to
;he human heart, and that the low wind
among the pines was but the sweeping
of their wings.
As :\lrs. Thaxter stepped through the
ii window of her chamber and
caught a breath of the pure mountain
air, the care-worn expression left her
face, and in its place there seemed to
"A new-born hope that casts a roseate
i »'. r Life's gray sky."
As she stood there, apparently viewing
surrounding scenery, but in reality
watching the narrow street and intently
Ming the faces of the few people who
passed the hotel, a church b^ll broke the
stintless, and as if accepting its invita
tion, she entered her room and soon ap
pealed in the parlor. .Mrs. Johnson hav
ing directed her to the Methodist church,
which was the only denomination repre
sented In the town, she arrived at the
doer jnyi as, the last bell ceased tolling.
She took a seat In the last pew, and
quickly glancing around the small- con
gregation, with a sigh as if being- disap
pointed at linding no acquaintance, she
turn: d her attention to the service. The
opening hymn and prayer having been
finished, the minister, a man a little past
middle life, arbse uYHlsfii.l:
"Dear brethren and friends, you wf!!
find my text : in . t-he i-.-w.ntrr vei se of the
■ th chapter of the gospel according
to St. Matt'ne.w, 'Ask, ' and it -shall ba
given you; seek, and ye shail tind; knock,
. it shall be opened unto you.'
"Every one ol us," said the pracher,
"Is in this world seeking for something;
some for pleasure, some for fame, some
for richc-s, and I trust that all of us arc
us- for a home beyond. But, breth
ri a, are we seeking as much as we
lit? Do we go into the alleys and by
ways, searching for lost souls? Do we
ask for grace daily, yea, hourly, to lead
us onward -and upward? Do tre knock
i long and loud at the door ol Mercy,
pi ndlrig for pardon? Do we not often si 1
with folded hands, gazing at the t'ar-oiY
stars, wondering whether h-aven lies
them or a great way beyond, when
in our very life-path stands a door,
which would open at our faintest knock,
revealing to us the radiant glory which
streams from a st-lf-sac-i-ificinc action
worthily performed, a good deed nobly
done? Heaven lies nearer, friends, than
we dream, and though our work seems
poorly ('.on.-, and we sit and jfrleve over
the tangled Bfceftft, or wtM with hit, bitter
tears our handful of withered leaves. If
w- will but li.shn, we Khali Hear His
still, sr-all voice whispering 'at •.•.vt'ii-tiine
it shall be Hght.' And you who weep for
friends departed, and Rachel-like will not
b mforted, but stand, as it were, at
Death's door, pleading to be allowed to
follow those gone before, some day, some
dear, glad day, you will close your eye 3
amid these earthly sorrows, and open
them in Paradise; joy will.come with the
" 'And with the morn, those angel faces
Which we have loved long since and lost
As the preacher uttered these last
words, Mrs. Thaxter bowed in prayer,
and as she raised her head, feeling- tile
air of the room to be oppressive, aim
fearing that she might give vent to the
anguish which ha<l already rilled her eyes
to overflowing, she quickly left the
As she reached the sidewalk, she hap
pened to look across the ravine through
which ran the main street of the town,
and her eyes fell on the sacred plot where
those that are away lest in "low, green
tents, whoso curtains never outward
swing." Immediately she felt a euiiiing
sensation, and for a moment her heart
seemed frozen with fear, as the words
"seek and yet sh.ill find"' rang through
her main. It was as if God's linger bad
pointed to that solemn spot while the
D&fITH OF BELLE BOYD,THE FftMOUS SPY
American history probably furnishes no
parallel of the tempestuous cancer of
Pell.l Boyd, the famous Confederate v&y
wild died at Kilbourn City Monday. The
story of her life reads like the weird
tales told In yellow-covered novels.
Though not a beautiful woman she pos
sessed the art of capturing the hearts of
men and was a much married woman.
Tv.i of the five husbands with whom she
lived were Choctaw Indians. WhHe liv
ing with one of them in the Indian Ter
ritory in 1890 it was reported that she had
been shot and killed. Her warrior hus
band procured a quart of bad whisky and
rode forth to kill her slayer only to learn
that it was a woman of suni'.ar name who
had lost her life.
Long before she became identinWi v.-ith
Stonewall Jackson, Belle Boyd ha<l the
reputation of being- one of th<> most
graceful and daring horsewomen in the
South, and fcr her feats in thid liae she
was known throughout the country. She
was educated at the Mount Washington
lie seminary, and it was while she
wag home on a vacation in 185U that the
John Brown raid at Harper's Ferry took
place. Shortly after this she spent her
first winter in Washington society, where
she created no small stir. Much of her
time was spent in listening to the de
bates In the senate and house, and when
cho returned to her home it was as a
full-fledged (secessionist. Later, when
Patterson ana Cadwallader's troops in
vadod Virginia and swarmed around hei
home In ACartinsburg, .1 drunbeii poldier
insulted her mother. Belle was present
and promptly drew her revolve- and
kitted the soi.lier.
i-'or ihis offense she was brought before
Gon. Patterson ami a court of inquiry
was' held. The hearing resulted in her
discharge, Gen. Patterson declaring that
ahe did right, and that he hoped every
Other Southern girl would follow her ex
ample under similar circumstances. Dur-
THE ST. PAUL GLO33, SUNDAY JUNE 17, 1900.
b( II iol far above ler head, had spoken
thi' words with its iron tongue.
"With her eyes still riveted on the ceme
tery, raised for an Instant to meet the
faces of passers-by, she reached her
. i ' the hotel. "With a moan ot
mingled hope and despair fhe fell on her
knees at the bed-side and poured out a
tearful petition, praying that asking, >he
riiinii, receive; s. eking, she mighlh jind;
knocking, it mi^ta be opened unto lier.
Jt was htte in the afternoon when shd
reached the graveyard gate. With irein
bling r.and she pressed the latch, and
passed slowly up the path over which
the !jiilN, full-blown blooms, and
withered leaves of life are borne through
out the changing year, no matter what
the niojith may be, June or December/
As she made hei way armm^ the graves,
an angel nn,.-t have held her hand, she
seemed so calm and composed; perhaps
His voice had said unto the waves of
her troubled spirit, "Peace, be still:"
As she turned into a side-path at the
further end of the graveyard, a mound
of landelions met her eye. On approach-
Ing It, she noticed that, although It was
shaped like a grave, neither head nor foof
b >arj was visible. With an exclamation
cf Joy at finding in this strange land a
fliv.v;r so dear to other scenes, she knelt
to kiss the golden blossoms, when she
v.as st irtled by ik footstep. Springing to
her ;> et, she v as not more surprised than
was the unintentional intruder, who
stood there with an old watering pot in
his hand—only the grave between them.
"Beg pardon, ma'am," paid the man,
who appeared to be about forty years or
age, and was dressed in canvas overalls
and a red flannel shirt." "but, you see, 1
allus come up here every Sunday to water
them Rowers. 1 wouldn't disturb you for
the world; it makes me feel kind o' good
l<> see a lady a-bendin' over his grave,
for we was the best o' friends, Dick and
"What v\aa his other name?" gasped
.Mrs. Thaxter, as she quickly passed
aroanri tlu> grave and clutched the man's
"Well, there you've sot me! It's goto"
on 'leven years since in; kicked the buck
et, and whether It was Jackson or Jami
son ! canM say. He never went by any
other name down in the diggin's, 'cept
'Dick, 1 but one day when I axed htm
what was his other name, he tole mo one
of them two, but 1 dasn't swear which."
"!>i'l he have no relatives out here?"
asked .Mrs. Thaxter, as she calmly re
sumed her former position at the grave.
"Out here? Well, I reckon not: Them
things is mighty scares 'round these
dlgtjin's! But most likely back in the
states^ sonn-where. somebody may be
'spectin' him home any day, but you see
he stands a mighty poor show of ever
gettia' there! Seem' that you be a
stranger, iva'am, from the states,
p'raps""—Mrs. Thaxter bowed an assent
"1 don't mind telliri' you tli«- story 'bout
Dick, 'cause mebbe you mi£?ht run across
somebody as knowed him, and then you
could tell 'em he was past goin 1 home,
tho' p'raps you wouldn't care io lell 'em
just how he come to miss it!"
"Ono touch of nature makes the whole
world kin," and here a simple mound of
dandelions drew two stranger hearts to
gether. Tiny both sat down on the
warm, dry .mass. Not far above '.li.tr
. in a weeping willow, a bird twit
terod a twilight song, and far away m
th>> west the angels were unlocking tho
sun*e< gates and preparing to nail the.
stars to the evening sky.
'Ton see, ma'am, I was his pard! 'we
was ilir best 0' friends, and down there
in the -M.uizanita mine we bunked In the
same cabin. Dick was awful hlgh-tem
pered, but he had one fault worse than
that—he liked the black bottle too well;
and tho' he never loafed 'round the
saloons—he was too high-toned lor that—
he used to get on sprees unbeknownst to
me, and then, them times he'd be off to
some other town where he -weren't
known for days at a Urn.-, and r didn't
have no idee where he was. : WeU, one
night, arter he'd been off for a whole
week. I happened to drop into I'at
O'Brien's, when 1 seed a gang o' men,
all strangers to me; but as soon as 1
put my ''yes on 'em. I knowed there waa
somethin' done or a-goln' to be done,
•list as I passed along by the door, one
of the feller says to one of the other
fillers, in a v.hisp'rin' tone, says he:'
" 'Wonder if he's got any relations
" 'Well, let 'em pro and tie him loose?'
says the second feller, "I reckon he WpnJtj
skip very far lrom the bridge"
" 'Did they put the knife in his hand?'
Bays the ftrst one.
' 'You bet they did!' says the other,
'and Pete King's blood hardly dry on it!'
" 'I'm jolly glad Murphy proposed a
hangin' him Tiear to home, says a third
man, In a muffled kind o' voice, 'it'll be
a warnln" to this part o" the country!'
"I seed in a minute somebody had been
lynched, either down to Frenchman's
Crossin 1, or down to the bridge past the
Chinese graveyard, though 1 don't think
they intended anybody in San Juan
should know it till they sot out o' town.
Jist as I slipped out the door, the leader,
he says to the crowd: 'We'll have another
drink, boys, up to Jim Carroll's. 1
"KnowhV, as I did, Jim Carroll was a
whisky-sllnger up to Comptonville, 1 says
to myself, 'there's whore they're from!'
'•.I'dyin' from their talk he belonged
"round here, 1 .lumped on my horse and
flew down the road like lightnin'. Do
you know, I was afeared it was Dick!
When 1 got to the Chinese graveyard I
tried to laugh at myself for bein' such a
fool to go way down there, but somethin'
or other drew me along, when jist as I
made a turn in the road, the moonlight
showed me a man a-danglin" by a rope
from the bridge! Arter you've seen as
many men a-hangin' from trce.^ as I've
seen, n.a'.im. you won't think it so
strange I ran right down to the bridge-
ing her whole career Belle Boyd proved
handy with firearms, and once she shot
James Coller, who. she claimed, had
wronged her daughter.
In her engagements with the Southern
army she performed many feats of dar
ing. During the battle of Front Royal
she ran across the battlefield under tire
from both armies and delivered an im
portant message to Gen. Jackson which
saved the bridge from being burned and
the officer's army from being surrounded.
Later she was made captain in the reg
ul ir army and wore the officer's uniform
when occasion required, acting as ald
de-camp on Jackson's staff. It would
take a book to tell all the adventures of
Belle Boyd and all tha hardships she en
duivd in her later life while carrying
on a heroic struggle to support her chil
thn horse Wouldn't s:o near it— md lo r>kad
ovr Int» tha man's ry.:s—Dick's eyes!"
"You I'krrVi leave bim nanging thersSf"
.iHk?(f Mth. Thaxter, with a look of horror
hi her laa*.
"J-y gclfy, no: 1 jfst hauled him up,
knire nml all, and, gi\ln" the blooey tjvn^
a ullng ir.to the ;,'ukh, i took him in my
arm? and made a short cut tor the cabin,
l had t<- ~n u[. in ;; roa.l a iitti,- way afore
I ..-onld strike tho trail, and ail the time
I was ,iffEir..-d 1 >v,>u;i ine.fl them- men
comin' ba-efc down the road. "If they'd
a-seed me, they'd a-taken- a shot tit me,
sure, and one u^;d num to a cabin w raa
enough. 1 V, ■.tight. Thar was 11,, de.v.h;'
the fact he'd passed in Ms checks—and
if he hadn't been pretty siiall ar.-d con
3i.deraJ;le under weight I don't think I
could have got Tirm home that night. I
called Jo.- Daniels out. o' bed b«. ut 'J*yen
o'clock, aria kuMwfn' T could depend on
him I .told him-x-vi-rything. • We yr-eut
right to work, made a box, and by I
o'clock in th • morning Dick was asleep
!; ■•!•• instead of down in our cabin. I'^r
) ■ : He went up the flume eight or nine
yeara ago, and jist why 1 should have
lived to tell"Dick's* atory to a Etrar.gti
seems mighty qtteeh You know, he wa«
kind o' _ wor:v!i:!y bout some things,
'specially flowers, kg 1 got a lot <.' dan
delions i';g<-tini — they was the easiest lo
get, 'cause l know places In the hills
chock fnU of 'em—and I planted 'en
here; and every Sunday I allu.- come up
here to set- how they look and give Vm
a litiii^ ter.din' to; Ui the.summer tima I
allr.a 'bring '.-m water. Somehow or
other, I feel like I was a-doin' sometbtn'
religiousi-like, atid pel haps Dick's a
witciiin" me up rhar, and I want rhy 013
pard to see I hain't forgot him."
"Did be leavy no personaJ pi'np*.Tty ?'"
asked Mrs. Tha.xt, r, as unconscious
ly plucked one of the yellow blossoms.
"Nothin' but a little trunk, with hard
ly anythin" in it—nothin' of any value. I
didn't want to k.-..p ir down to the cabin,
not knowin' how things might go with
me, so 1 took it up to the hotel, and tole
Johnson I guessed Dick had gone off fur
good, and I'd be so much obleeged if he'd
let it stay in the attic, and if anybody
ever axed after Dick, to let 'em look at
the trunk if they wanted to."
As the miner turned to lift the water
ingr-pot, Mrs. Thaxter thanked him for
his story, and bidding him a hasty good
night, flew, rather than walked, down
the path which led to the gate. The
moon was just rising above a gray peak.
and the night winds had begun to whi.s
per around the graves. Excited at the
story, and with the return of the preach
er's words, which rang through her brain
again and again, she reached the hotel In
agony of mind and body. The lights
were lit when she entered the parlor,
and Mrs. Johnson was seated at the cen
ter table reading an illustrated weekly.
Hardly stopping to take breath, lira.
Thaxter asked: "Have you an old trunk
In the attic which was left here some
years ago by a miner?"
"Why, yes, I believe that there is one
up there," said the landlady," tlhough i
hardly ever havi: occasion to go there—
did you wish to look at it?"
"Tea, I think that 1 might recognize
the owner, but 1 hope that 1 am not
"Not at all." said Mrs. Johnson, and
taking a candle, she went up stairs, fol
lowed by her,,gue«t, who stopped to take
breath many-times during the short as
The trunk \vas found to be unlocked, '
but beyond q° couple of suits of under- i
wear and some woolen socks there was
nothing found of any importance, till
suddenly Mrs. Johnson brought up from
On* 'of the corners a small Bible and
an old-fashioned daguerreotype. Handing
them* to the trembling woman at her
Ififfe, th-- Bibie" leli to 'the floor, and
as .Mrs. Thaxtcr made a desperate ef
fort to unclasp the" case the picture fol
lowed it. Mrs. Johnson picked them up,
and handed them,, both open, to the al
most fainting woman. On the fly-leaf
she read, "Dick, from Mother," but ere
she had looked at the picture, her
trembling hands had sprung the clasp,
as if Fate's v <i<-r- hud cried, "Look not:"
"Would you care if I took the picture
down stairs to a better light?" she gasp
ed, as she clutched it with her clammy
hands. - - i .
. "Certainly not," said the landlady, and
they both descended to the second floor
"Maria!" called the. landlord, as the
stage from Nevada City drew up at the
hotel, and, excusing herself, Mrs. John
son hurried down to the
Several ladies having arrived and desir
ing accommodations for the. night, Mrs.
Johnson bustled busily back and forth
through the halls, arranging extra rooms
aiul superintending -the late supper.
It v/anted but a few miipv*teitr~of mid^.
night when the landlord and. fa,is<wife re
tired, and all was still save the rustling
of the whispering pines.
':'¥he next morning the birds sang early
in the cypress and willow trees which
shaded the cemetery, and far up the cool,
emerald ravines the wild dove notes were
echoed from hill to hill.
The village school house lay just under
the brow of the sfope where the white
headstones gleamed, and the half past
8 bell had censed ringing when a group of
children eam<- np: a path which led to a
"cut off" across the graveyard. The lasr,
tiny tot, with slate- and red luncheon pail,
had crawled through the rail fence when
a young girl, who was in advance of the
others, uttered a cry of horror and ran
back toward the group, who, seeing her
pale face and excited gestures, pressed
forward and found an aged woman dead
upon a grave, a picture clasped to her
breast, her white face upturned among
She had asked and received; she had
sought and found; she had knocked, and
the an^el* had lot her in.
There is now in the attic of the Metro
politan hotel at l^orth San Juan an em
broidered linen bag lying on the old
trunk. It contains nothing by which the
owner might be Identified, save a dupli
cate of the dflgue"rreotyp.> which was
clasped so closely hy, the thin hands of th e
dead stranger. ■
FIGHT THE CIGARETTE.
BuHiiu-ss Conterus in < blcn^o Ce
ght n Crusade A^ainnt It.
Chicago business houses are putting a
ban on cigarette smoking by employes,
saying the habit is incompatible with
efficient service. Absolute prohibition has
been declared by three large firms and
one railroad. an<t others are expected to
follow this initiative. Aside from effects
en the mind, it is; Maimed that nicotine
is doing such Rrjfelcal Injury to clerks
and office boys as to cause loss to em
ployers. One firm |jas started a fund, to
be subscribed to by twenty business
houses, -who are asked to join in a cru
sade against the use of the cigarette by
the employes of all of the large depart
ment stores and the factories in Chicago.
By the prohibition already enforced
1,100 employes are affected. Of these 80
per cent are boys "under eighteen years
old. Of these boys it is estimated that COO
who are now abstaining from cigarette
smoking formerly were smokers. The
objection made by the employers, which
ted up to the prohibition of cigarette
.smoking by employes, were as follows:
That the smell of nicotine from the
breath of employes is annoying to cus
tomers and to other employes who are
That nicotine demoralizes the employe
and affects hi's hon.-sty.
That cigarettes make the employe nerv
That they stunt his mental growth, bs
fog his memory and prevent an alert in
That physically they affect the employe
so that he cannot give the best service
to the employer..
The \:ititji)iiii. Con vent io 11 -.
Prohibition, aCVh^'ago, June 27-v,-j. 1900.
Tickets on sale SPuntgio-i'i.
Democratic, ar-Kaftjuas city, July 1, 1000.
Tickets on sale*"July- ■-±- i.
The road to take Ap attend these Con
ventions is the .Chi.ago Great Western
Ry.. the popuilrt- "Maple Leaf Route."
with its vestibmed trains, free chair ens,
satisfactory dining car service and its
unsurpassed slec-ping^fcar accommodations.
Only one fare for the round trip. For
further particulars apply to J. P. Elmer,
G. A. P. D., corner Fifth and Robert
streets, St. Paul.
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HOT HACK BETWEEN TRAINS ON
TWO SOITHERN RAIL
A ROMANCE IN IT AS WEIL
Exchange of ( Mills i»y Pmrnatngerm
as the ConchcM Ran Mdc l>>-
S!d«- K."tuli<Ml In a
"Yes sir, a little nerve will do must
anything, 1 observed the traveling man
positively to the night clerk at one of th-
Broadway hotels the other evening after
thj Boer watv the Philippine policy, aod
Bryan's campaign had been discussed to
a standstill, says the New York Time*.
The clerk gently shoved the other's
elbow oft the register and received the
signature of a belated arrival. The new
guest having been sent up on the ele
vator, the clerk replaced the pen behind
his ear and awaited the story qutetly.
"Now take my own cuse, lor Instance."
continued the traveling salesman, <onrl
• dentially. "Nerve and drcumstancts ara
responsible for my run up to the metrop
olis when my territory extends only
through the Southern states, and I'm sell
ing for a Cincinnati concern at that.
Pretty good story, and you're getting it
first hand. Fact, I haven't begun un
loading it on the tradt^ yet.
"Now this particular ease of the exer
cise of nerve amounting almost to genius
revolves about a friend of mine who sees
the South for a Chicago harness house.
About two yeara a^o we found ouryelves
one summer afternoon on the Brun3wl:k
branch of the Southern railroad, bound
from Chattanooga to Atlanta We rat
in. the smoker talking shop and snicking
bad cigars until we got to Dalton, Ga., a
shady, sleepy little one-horse place, ils
principal excuse for existence being that
two important railway line-; run through
it. The- trains of the Southern and the
Western Atlantic run into the Fame little
"Leaving the station to the southward,
the single tracks of the two rival lines
run side by side for a distance of live
-or 3ix mile:- over a perfectly level stretch
of country. So near together are the
rails of the two lival roads that the cars
of the trains running side by side appear
to iUmcst touch skies. We had not par
ticularly noticed this foci before, but w*
will never forget it again. At least my
friend won't, ior he wovrt bi allowed to
CROWDS UNWONTED INTEREST.
"On this particular afternoon we no
ticed that the population of Dalton gath
ored ;ibout the union station in groups of
soft-spoken, felt-hatted young and oM
men, young ladies looking mighty clea.i
and pretty m lawn and muslin, am! |
slouching, smiling negroes seemed to dis ;
play a little more interest than usual.
"Our tram had just come to a stand
still when a passenger train of the West
ern & Atlantic rumbled in en the oth<-i
track to our right, with the locomotiv"
bell ringing slowly, and stopped with .1
loud hiss of steam from the air brakes.
As the few passengers enter* d our car
one, a gray-haired man pas< middle
with a broad-brimmed light hat, s
himself behind us and stuck his he*
! of the window:
'• 'Judge, I hope to take y O " monej
sah, 1 he. observed to a gray-wliiskered
man on the platform.
'• 'All right.Cu'n'l.' responded the other
cheerfully. 'I know you do. but I reckon
you wirl be disappointed this trip.'
The same sort f bantering was going
on a II over the station, and there was
a look of expectancy on everybody's face
tven the conductor on our train had a
sort of preoccupied atr. We noticed thl*
but thought possibly it referred to the
outcome of some sporting event at one
of the country fairs, and paid no more
attention to it for the moment.
" 'All aboa'd, 1 sang out the conductor of
" 'All aboa'd," came almost in*»an*t;y
from_ the Western & Atlantic conductor.
The engines of both trains gave a vig
orous puff and then a rapid successi >n
ol them as their driving wheels slipped on
the rails. We were off together and
gathered headway unusually quick. Th<»
two engines almost puffed in unison as
we cleared the station shed and got out
into the bright light.
" 'When is that darned train going to
got out of my sight?' exclaimed my
friend, who was sitting with a comic pa
per in his hand on the end of a seat near
est the window faring the W. & A. train
"Out we went with a clatter beyond the
roundhouse and railway shops, through
the little fletd of tracks and frogs and
switches, the W. & A. train keeping
beside us. We cleared the last little
warehouses, and then the negro huts.
with their family groups waving the cus
tomary frantic adieu, and reached the
open country. The eliug-a-chug of our
engine had become so rapid that it had
merged Into one long continuous hiss, ami
we could ft el i.ur car begin to rock as it
whirled over the rpadb -d.
CARS KEPT SIDE BY SIDE.
'•We looked across the aisle through th;--
Windows on our left and saw the fences
and trees and telegraph poles fly by like
a phantom procession. Bui when we
looked to nur light we se smed to W
standing SUB. There was the same car
of the W. & A. train that had stood op
posite us in the station.. It was rocking
heavily, bat seemed to be attached to u
in some way. Its window opposite would
slowly ii<> ahead a few Inches and then
recede as mv h i pulled off my hat and
looked down between the two cars. The
strip of ground between the tracks was
floating by like a trembling white rib
bon and the ends of the cross ties, as
we flew over thi m, resembled a solid
black border to ih^ ribbon of white
senders in our car began to wake up and
wonder what made the car rock so and
to ask each other what the matter was.
"Tho conductor « ntered the front of
the car <>nd made liis way down the
aisle, holding on to the hack of the
seats ard taking tickets as Re came. Tii.
colonel behind him hailed niir "<»Tnlliarly
and excit >dly. ,
"'By gad. Tom, but Bud Devlne i^ lift
ing her along.' be shouted abovi
roar of the trains.
"'He is. sili. He is Indeed letting her
out!' replied the conductor, smiling grim
"'l observe, though," continued the
1 olom ! un« aslly, 'that ti e native
>>( this soulless corporation on our li^ht
Is (i.i;!'? likewise"—and the din shut out
"We knew now that It was a race be
tween passenger locomotives along this
stretch of road, and that there was
'money vp 1 on it. Everybody was nwake
now and some wen- excited. One old lady
was becoming seasick with the rocking
of the car. One thin old man who wore
a skull cap Bhouted that it was a shame
to allow it, bin the majority were keyed
up with the excitement of the situation.
"We had flown on (<<-' a miles
of the six, and the landscape on our left
whizzed by in a greenish blur,
with yellow and brown. On our rig!
always the self-same car, falling behind a
few Inches now and then, but always forg
ing up ag-Hin with wearisome persistency.
Pudsengers in the two cars tried to shout
"What consarYidish Ifllot I am! Musi:: goi ver' drunk -wak • up
«elf_ behiad th' t»ars-ftrrft time ever in Jail !n in' I
ileiiance at each other across the Interven
ing space of a couple of feet, Ijul their
voices were drowned in the roar of trains.
FACE IX THE OPPOSITE WINDOW.
"In the. window of the other car, di
rectly opposite ours, was found the face
of one of the prettiest c^irls I i'\<-r looked
at. She was aboul tw«nty-two, I judge,
and from what could be seen of her was
one of those young women who g i in for
athletics and outdoor sports that h
litUe element of danger in them. Her
patrician countenance was set off i>
most '■>• autiful black hair. H.t el
were tinted a deep red, and her
biased with the excitement of
Beyond h.T on the same seal
seen a stout old lady in black, with ;
face, handling a bottle of smelling
"Whenever the W. and A. window went
ahead a few Inches, the young woman
'■'•ii!.! not repress an exultant glan<
■ nil- window, and when, as ,i: •.
pened, it came slowly bark, she showed
keen disappointment. Mj friend nea
window and ■•nr vis-a-vis begun ■■
change glanc< 3 of defiance.
"Right here is where my friend's
sal nerve ran;.- in. Taking out a card he
wrote upon it. 'Must leave you now,' and
leaning out of the window with tha
'. harmless look that has disarmed
many h stubborn harness dealer thrust
it into the girl's hand. The W. and A
i rain lost -six Inches here, but a few
on.is later the win.low whh the picture in
it a^iii:: came up opposite us, and thia
bit of white in her hand
My friend reached out again li
whistling ah- current bi tween the cars
.-Mid clutched it. It was h. r dainty card
and on it was: 'Why? Are
"He put it In his pocket quickly, and
Just then the W. and A. train forged
; half a dozen feet, and its .
screamed victoriously. VV'e had re:
the end of the course, and the two trains
iway on the diverging tracks, just
as our vis-a-vis ta.st an exultant smile at
4* Think of it! %
J* Only another month before the Glorious *T
** 4-fh and you've not ordered that Xew*r
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«|f time. <s2*
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T? r * iy
You know our prices are 0. \L A.
Suits to ¥©ur» Measure, - S2© to S^d
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Milkman Milk is
Had you been cookli
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"Queer. Maybe some •>' ih'
has been cookln' garlic."
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"Not even a
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