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The doctor, the salesman the man
who drives as business and the man
who driven for pleasure, know the
difficulty of keeping liacu collars and
cults clean. With
7Tb MARK- W
collnn and cults the driver can defy
the firing dust and occasional shower.
Tlicy are waterproof, and when soiled
they dill lie quickly ami cnsilv clcnnol
y wiping thetn olf with a damp cloth
rtpnxc. Inok just like linen. One
a;Cr;t.LL'I)IL" collar will outwearaix
linen rollnrs, Itcsidcs tutting many
time its worth in laundry l.ills.
f .ill.r. Cuff e. pair. maila pat.. Mata
ntt Tah. Imif ntinn Imii maMrt upon
jrfWMl lit afcuva lra4 Mrk iljua viae lull act-
rTiiK rcixrtuniD OMPAJIT,
w n aa a w lu it
rraaehatea Merer Tin erf Talklaa; a Oat
The French people nsver tire of re
lilting anecdote of the eccentricity and
enormous wraith of Americans.
An American wrtit into a hairdress
er's shop in Paris recently and found a
charming but poorly dressed girl en
RitKm i negotiations with the propri
etor. Who was offering to Bull bim her
niagniArrnt head of hair for three napo
Irons tlie man would give Iter no mure
than nun. ' At last tho poor girl gave
way with trara, and the barber was
about to employ the fatal scissors when
tlin American intervened and demanded
th cause of the sad affair.
lit found that tbe girl's parents, who
formerly had been well off, were in tbe
bast extremity of poverty, and that sbe
hml determined to make so great a sac
rifice in order to obtain them a little
bread. Tbe stranger drew out two bank
notes and offered thorn to the girl, say
tug: "Will you let me buy your hair?"
Without even looking at the notes, tho
girl at (Mice said, "Yes."
The American delicately took a single
hair, put it in his pocketbonk and fled.
Not till lie kail goue did the look at
her bank notes, and found them to ba of
tbu valuo of lOO. Khuira Telegram.
! Haas Oat."
The following is an early instance of
the phrase :
Ami jma hie at enmpanynn to whome Lent
)wntn mora lntrn by this acvidrnt.
Ucno r-rta roar walvins flasi no more han
PI iy n..w no awr at all: wha mnnit ilmli
W- lHik ami aitaa the AM w of yuar iheare.
What nun furl hnvewee. think yon, to tw thrre,
Aifl hour nn Too dellahl in playln. when
born mi a ruing eftt-etrtb ultu r mrat
This quotation is from nn anonymous
elegy on tlio death of Richard Cutbage,
tho art or, who died 1020. Hes Volliur's
"Annals of tho Hfnge," volume I, page
431. Notes and (jnerirs.
Cheap at the Prk.
"I paid a dollar find a half for this
seal," said the angry plebeian iu the
front row, "ami I didn't come here
inerrly to lUteu to your chatter. "
"My dealt fellow," suavely rrsponded
Cholliofrniii the box. "thcuh awiersous
who hae gone to the epeue of thou
rands and still were unable to get with
in bearing UUtauee of any of ouah set.
You have a bawgain. " Indiaiiupohs
A flowering plaut is said to abstract
from the soil 200 times its own weight
h Simmons Lrvtw Feguiator dont
fnrirrt to take It. The Liver gets sluggish
during the inter. Just like all nature,
and the system becomes choked up by
the accumulated waste, whkh brings on
Mjlartj. Fever and Ague and Rheuma
tism. You want ti wake up your Liver
now, tut be sure ycu tike SIMMONS
Liver regulator to do it. it also
regulates the Liver keeps prr-perry at
werk, when your svstem will be free frora
poison and the whole body Invigorated.
You get THE BEST BLOOD when
yeur system Is In At condition, and that
will only be when the Liver is Wrpt active.
Try a Liver Remedy once and note the
difference. Rut take only SIMMONS
Iivfr regulator it is Simmons
Liver REGULATOR which makes the
difference. Take it in powder or in liquid
already prepared, or make a tea of the
powder. Cut take SIMMONS LlVER REGU
LATOR. You'U fend the KbL on every
package. Look for it.
At 7 o'clock one summer morning,
when the birds sang with b Teased amity
in tba sheriff's garden, he was aroused
from slumber by hearing a man's voice
lend a discordant and utterly unneces
sary assistance to the melody slowly fil
tering through bis dreams. When once
thoroughly awako, the. sheriff was not
given to sentimental influences. The
jailer's daughter, whose sweet tones had
leut such happy harmony to the concert
in tbe garden, faded away from the con
fused half opened portals of his brain.
"Then op be gat and donned his
clothes." selected his favorite revolver
and opened tbe window. "Who is it?"
be asked, keeping his head out of sight,
lest some disappointed candidate for the
shrievalty should cut bim short in the
flower of his days.
" It's me. M. le Sheriff 1 Me ! Millette.
Dere is one vile tramp smashin up my
bar, and I brace myself to run for de
constables. Vite, vite, M. le Sheriff, or
dere will not make himself to stand one
The sheriff leisurely fastened his
braces and put back the revolver. "A
tramp," he said. "Is that all? Bar
quite smashed up, Millette?"
"Ob, yes; be is all gone. A hundred
dollars all gona"
"Yon should sell better whisky. "
"But he was dronk ven he made to
come in. "
"Very welL If everything is smash
ed, tbar'U be plenty of time. I'll come
Later on the sheriff went round to
Millette's and after a brief fight and one
knock down blow arrested his prisoner,
who differed from the ordinary tramp in
that be was so much cleaner and better
dressed in a rough, picturesque kind of
way. His age could not have been more
than 80, and he wore diamond ring,
which, at tbe suggestion of his captors,
he at once admitted. to be paste, al
though the jailer's daughter, as she
peeped round the corner of tbe court
bouse door with feminine curiosity,
thought that if paste rings were so
very beautiful diamonds themselves
could not flah witta a purer light From
the tramp's ring her sweet eyes strayed
to bis dare devil eyes, nnsoddened or
tainted by the tanglefoot whisky which
bad brought bim into his present posi
tion a position he accepted with cheer
ful indifference, as the ringed finger ca
ressed a beautiful golden beard and his
blue eyes met hers for a moment. Then
tbe girl drew back into tbe angle caused
by the sheltering courthouse door with
an activity which brought a smile to
tho prisoner's lips and caused bim to ad
just the bandage around his head with
an attempt at oriental elegance, for the
side of the right temple bad little con
gealed patches of blood on it. There was
an air of languid ease about tbe tramp
which evidently annoyed his captors,
tbe stalwart sheriff and little "Consta
blo Wrong. " Tbe lutter's real name was
Wright, but as most of his prisoners es
caped publio derision had altered it and
conferred upon him a sobriquet from
wbicb be could not escape. Little John
Baines, the sheriff, was over 6 feet,
with a fist the shape and almost the di
mensions of a leg of mutton. From time
to time be somewhat ruefully regarded
tho prisoner's bead as if the blow from
which tbe tramp suffered was evidently
not wholly unconnected with his good
right hand. The sheriff did not often use
a revolver, for his fist was so much
quicker and descended upon malefactors
with the indignant emphasis of a pile
The presiding magistrate bad been
called in from hoeing his potato patch
to the rough pine paneled little court
house in otder to decide upon tbe fate of
tbe tramp. His hands still diffused a
pleasant odor from tbe newly turned
earth. It was his first case since bis ap
pointment, and be bad put on his best
coat in order to inspire the people of the
Four Corners with awe. But tbe folk of
the Four Corners also had potato patches
to boe, aud did not even deign to come
within range of the judicial eloquence.
Consequently Elder Sparkea had taken
off bis coat and flung it over the back of
a chair. He waa disappointed and in
clined to visit bis. disappointment upon
tbe prisoner, who surveyed him with an
esasperating smile, "It's only a 95 fine,
judge," he said lastly. "I reckon yon
can't send me up after me gettin this
clout on the head. Why, that big bullock
of a sheriff ought to have paid me for
suodin up to him. "
"Yon jest shet up," said the court,
with judicial directness. "I ain't goin
to be dictatered to by you, young man.
I've most made np my mind" he fin
gered the pages of a law book with great
dignity "I've most made np my mind
to commit yon for felony, but"
The sheriff leaned over the deal court
house table and hastily whispered some
thing, but tbe other was ' obdurate.
"Look bere, sheriff, it's your business
to catch folk an mine to send 'em up,"
he said irritably, "but if yon says it's
only a drunken spree an he kin pay for
the damage, I'll fine him $5. See he's
druv out of tbe town afore sundown. "
Then, turning to the prisoner, "Tbe
sentence of the court is"
"Again tbe sheriff leaned over. "But
yon must hear tbe evidence. "
"Evidence! What for?"
"Ob. well, it's usual in this ycr kind
of business," said the sheriff.
"Didu't you an Constable Wrong ketch
him at Millette's a-risin Cain an smash
in fn tbe bar fixin'a?"
"Waal, then, what do I want with
evidence? You think 'cause I'm new to
this yer business, sheriff, I'm goin ter
be dictatered to by yon, but you're mis
took. Darned side mistook, an, what's
more. Little John Baines, next time
you're runnin for sheriff yon may leave
me out. D'you bear?"
"Waal, now, judge," said the prison
er aduiiringly. "iu coarse you don't
want no evidence. What's a man like
you, a clear sighted, discernin, learned
kiiid of a tnau, so to speak, want with
evidence, 'it's 'only thai pesky sheriff
lhar wants to shove bis finger in the pie.
I'll plead guilty an bast his evidence
bigber'n m kite, judge. You're the man
tor me." -
The magistrate nodded and resolved
to deal leniently with tbe prisoner.
"Thar's so doubt, young man," he said
judicially, "that's no doubt, young
man, as the court could make it all fired
hot for yon, but as the court wants to
git back to its tater patch an ain't no
time for this yer evidence business the
sentence of the court is f 10 or a
Tbe prisoner felt in his pockets. They
were empty. "I'm afeared it'll have to
be a month, judge, "he said. "Couldn't
yon make it three weeks?".'
"No, " answered the judge dubiously.
"You've got off mighty easy as it is. "J
lie did not Jmow what to do with bis
prisoner, as the jail was being repaired.
"Yon wouldn't work off the $10 an costs
in my tater patch?" be asked despite the
"No, sir," replied tbe prisoner, .with
emphasis. "I wouldn't mind doin it to
oblige you, judge, but then that pesky
sheriff would git his costs, a thing I
don't hold with. "
The sheriff tried to dissemble his
wrath. "I can't stay here all day,
judge," he said angrily. "Yon know 's
well as I do. I got orders from Ottawa
last night to raise tbe country after Bud
Appleton. He's beld np the Nation
coach got away wNb $10,000, an's in
the Bush now. If this fellow hadn't
6truck the town this mornin I'd have
been after Appleton long ago. Millette
didn't ought to have took bim in."
The prisoner looked at tbo sheriff criti
cally. "Waal, it , can't be helped,
judge," he said pleasantly. "I s'pose
I'll have to put in a mouth samplin goo
logical specimens in the jailyard. "
He stopped suddenly, for tbo jailer's
daughter had emerged a little from the
shadow of the door and held up a $10
bill. The prisoner imperceptibly shook
his head, and tbe girl went back into
the shadow, blushing rosily. Her inter
est in tbe haudsome tramp had rapidly
increased. She admired bis defiance of
Little John Baines, his lithe, sinewy
build, his easy indifference to circum
stances. The sheriff produced a pair of band
cuff's. "Then I'd 'better take him down
stairs to John Grey," be said. "Prison
er, hold out your bands. "
The prisoner stepped back with lazy
scorn. " 'Twonld take , a bigger muu'n
you, John Baines, to put them things, on
me," he said quietly. "I'll go right
enough, but not in braoelcts."
"You've got a ring," taunted the
sheriff. "May as well have all your
jewelry complete." And he advanced a
The prisoner drew back in painful ir
resolution. "None of your foolishness," said John
Baines, raising his leg of mutton fist
"Seein as thar ain't no one to answer
for you, young man, you'd better go
quietly," urged tbe judge.
The prisoner rapidly caught np a
wooden stool, but reeled from loss of
blood. As Little John Baines warily ad
vanced tho jailer's daughter dashed up
the room and sprang to the swaying
man's side. "I'll answer for bim,!' she
cried and pulled a littlesilver platod re
volver from her pocket. "John Baines,
if yon come a step nearer, I'll blow your
" You you'd have to fire a long time
afore yon bit any," joked the prisoner,
droppiug the stool and falling forward
in a dead faint.
The girl caught him. 'Keep back,
yon blundering bullock," she cried pas
sionately to tbe sheriff. "Keep back and
give him air."
The sheriff was amazed. ' "Didn't
know I'd hit him so hard, Lelota," he
said apologetically. "He must havo a
head liko an eggshell." '
"Go," cried the girl, "send father
up. We'll be responsible. " -. . -
The sheriff remembered Bud Apple
ton. "I must go," he said bitterly.
"You've flouted me enuff one day, Le
lota." But the girl did not heed him. Sho
had pillowed the prisoner's head on her
arm and was busily engaged unfasten
ing the collar of his flannel shirt. Pres
ently the prisoner opened his eyes. "It
ain't that clout on tho head," he mur
mured scornfully. "That wouldn't"
"S-s-s-s-h !" she whispered, "I know.
Tbcte's a bullet bole in your shoulder.
Daddy, you take his legs."
Tbe stalwart, gray haired old jailer
and his daughter raised up the swoon
ing man, and carried him out of the
courthouse 'into the jail below. The
girl was very strong, but once or twice
had to pause for breath, as the judge
went back to his potato patch with a
muttered malediction on Millette for
cleaning out the prisoner so completely
that he couldn't even raise $10 to pay
Tbe sheriff got his posse together and
rode off with murder in his heart. Tbo
girl had treated him like a dog, just for
smashing in the head of a disreputable
tramp. It would have fared ill with tho
Bud Appletun gang had they encounter
ed the sheriff that morning.
When the prisoner recovered con
sciousness, he was lying on a bed in the
jail corridor. His anxious eyes ' met
those of tbe girl as they gazed at bim
through the cool dusk. .
"Is the ballet out:-" she asked anx
iously, "or shall I have to get a dootor?
Dad don't know."
"It went plum through the fleshy
part of my shoulder," said tbe prisoner.
He looked gratefully nt the.girL "If it
is all the same to you;" be continuod in
refined, gentlemanly tones, "I would
rather not see a doctor. Nature will do
all that is necessary. Hush, here comes
some flne !"
"It's only father, "replied the girl in
Tbe prisoner seemed about to say
something, but drew the ring from his
finger instead aud handed it to her. "If
yon wouldn't mind washing tbo blood
off, it might be worthy of your accept
ance," he said. "I assure you that It is
a genuine Waal, yes,, miss, I reckon.
I could assimilate somethin if it ain't
agin the regulations." J ' - -
Tbe kind old jailer bustled off to get
food for his prisoner, and that wo: thy
was left 'alone. - ' . ' ' '
When tbe iron." gates, hod clanged
noisily to, ha raised himself 'on one el
bow and lauglied. "That was the only
way out of it." he said. "I'd trust that
girl's honest eyes till death."
- " "
The sheriff, although animated by the
best intentions, did not find Bud Apple
ton. That worthy was reputed to have
got clean off to the States with bis
booty, leaving behind him a -valuable
thoroughbred block horse," which was
sold at auction and purchased cheap by
John Grey, owing to its having a nasty
bullet wound in tbe flank. The tramp,
on hearing of the jailer's purchase, vol
unteered to cure the wound in a very
short space of time and proved himself
so expert in bis treatment that the ani
mal soon began to recover and followed
him about tbe prison yard like a dog.
The tramp, however, modestly dis
avowed all pretensions to horsemanship.
He had given his parole not to attempt
to escapo, and for tbe most part sat on a
heap of broken stones, thoughtfully sur
veying a pile of unbroken ones which
called for immediate attention, or helped
tbe jailer to excavate two feet of stone
work out of the front walls of tbe jail
parlor. The one desire of the jailer's
wife was to have bow windows added
to the parlor during her term of office,
he had been to Ottawa aud seen a new
house there with this architectural ad
dition, and could not rest until tbe jail
was similarly resplendent. Then it was
discovered that tho tramp was singular
ly deft with all manner of carpentry
aud trowel work, although not strong
enough to lift heavy masses of masonry.
Lelota supervised his work, and gave
him good advice as to how it should be
dona Under the circumstances it is
scarcely necessary to add that the tramp
took the greatest possible interest .in the
bow window uud relinquished his geo
logical studies in the jailyard without
an atom of regret. Sometimes' if Lelota
were away, his zeal flagged a little, but
when she was there he toiled early and
late and listened with interest to the
jailer's attempts to convert the im
mortal part of him into something that
should rise superior to the allurements
of tanglefoot whisky and his former dis
reputable mcdo of life. -
'If -I was you," said the jailer to
him ono evening as tbey enjoyed a pipe
together on the porch, "if I was you, I'd
shave off my beard now the hot weath
er's comin on. Tho inspector'll be down
the day after tomorrow, an I'm afeared
I'll have to shet you up till he's goue.
Yon see, it's a bit irregular my lettiu you
go round liko this, but you're such a
peaceful chap when tbo driuk isn't in
yon I hain't tbe heart to keep ' yon in
the yard. You'd better git inside now.
Here's Little John, an you an him ain't
the best of friends, I reckon. He's a bit
heavy with his fist, John is."
"Oh, Wo'll square that np some day,"
said the ttiMp carelessly; "I'd rather
keep my beard on. 'Sides I ain't got no
razor. You see, my time's up Thursday
night an it might stop my gittin work
if people saw mo here 'ithout a beard on
knew me outside agin."
- Ho knocked the ashes out of his pipe,
nodded and went off to his cell as Little
John came and sat down dejectedly bv
the jailer. "Who's that?" the sheriff
asked, catching sight cf the tramp's re
treating form. .
- "Only the man you ill treated when
be was too drunk to defend himself,"
said Lelota quietly as she joined her
father. Drunkenness Eeemod to her
much less offensive than brutality, and
she knew Iiittlo John to be an overbear
ing bully. . .
The sheriff winced beneath her scorn.
"Ain't that fellow's timo np yet? Ho'd
better keep outcu my way when it is."
"If I were yen," said tho girl quiet
ly. "I'd keep out of his. He might get
tho drop on you. Your fist mayn't save
yon then, John Baines."
Tho sheriff turned the conversation.
"To thfhk," he said. "I let Bnd Applo
ton Blip through my fingers whilst I was
'tendin to that fellow. If I hadn't wast
ed half a day over that tramp. I might
have tracked Appleton. They say he
was hit an couldn't git over the border.
I expocc's he's just hid eomewheres in
the bush till bo's got bis strength np
again. Tho reward's out for $1,000,
dead or alive, to whoever brings him
Lelota turned from him in disgust
"You'll die with blood on your soul
yet, John Baines," she said.
"A thousand dollars would furnish
my house nicely," said tbe sheriff mean
" You needn't expect me to live in it,
then," she said, with fierce directness.
"I'd see blood on the walls, eat blood,
drink blood. I'd rather be a store loafer
than a sheriff any day. " .
Without waiting for a reply, Lelota
went Into the halL As she passed tho
door opening out on the kitchen the
tramp stood lazily lounging in tho jail
corridor waiting "for bis supper. The
girl stopped irresolutely, then darted
swiftly iuio the kitchen. "Whore's the
hired gir:" she asked.
"Out at the well." said the tramp
courteously, "fetching me the . nectar
which is to wash down my frugal re
past." The girl's cheek paled. "Have. yon
heard?" she asked.
"The jail inspector comes down for
his annual visit ou Wednesday. Don't
let bim see you whatever you da . Keep
in bed all day. ' You must ba taken vio
lently ilL Colic or anything, but." and
in the midst of her apprehension she
laughed softly at the handsome srsmp
before her. "don't take off your beard. ".
With one swift movement of "his fin
gers, the young man pulled it off, and
his firm jaw stood revealed in all its
massive force. "You've only to call in
the sheriff," he said, "and the $1,000
will enable you to enter upon yonr mat
rimonial career as deputy sheriff with
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