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THE ROCK ISLAND ARGUS, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 27, 1912.
- THE ARGUS.
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War Bctltloua slg-Tiatarea
Telephone la an department: Central
Union. West 141 and 1141; tJnloa Bleo
mora prosperous since the period of
depression brought on by by the gold
contraction, than they are today; and
their recovery it at a rate rapid and
gratifying to all Englishmen.
While England ahipa her exports In
her own bottoms to erery market, the
United States ha driven her merchant
marine off the seas by prohibitive tar
iffs and Is unable to compete on equal
terms with the other great producing
nations of the -world.
Protection U selfish and la the long
ran selfishness destroys Itself. The
greatest commentary upon the stupid
ity of American statesmanship is In
the fact that hundred of millions of
dollars have been put into a ship ca
nal at Panama through which we won't
have a ship to send so long as the
crippling tariff Is maintained.
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Wednesday, March 27, 1912.
President Tart's dreams would be
Infinitely sweeter were it not for the
ghost of schedule K.
Above all things do not get excited.
Rock Island is all right and will come
through all right.
An exchange says that a man came
reeling home after attending a mov
ing "pitcher" show. Must have been
some show, by the way.
The mere suggestion of Mayor
Sch river resigning in a crisis such as
this, in, of course, Idle. The mayor ia
needed on tbe Job and he should stay
Colonel Roosevelt Insists that the
voice of the primary is the voice of the
people. Except in North akota, how
ever, where the voice of the primary,
he says, was tbe voice of democrats.
Just about four years ego Theodore
Roosevelt was assuring tbe world that
William Howard Taft was the only
man qualified to carry out "my poli
cies." Now Mr. Roosevelt Is certain
that none but the author of the poli
cies has any license to h president of
the United States.
The voters In the primary election In
New York will have a ballot 14 feet
long to contend with. It Is not to be
wondered that they have in New York
an association that Is working for the
Introduction of a more abbreviated bal
lot This asportation eoks some ar
rangement whereby the number of can
didates and the number of names may
be cut down. A 14-foot ballot is abso-
lutely ridiculous and a law which pro
vides for such a ballot needs to be
A SIX. YEAR TERM.
Pour years elapse too rapidly. Once
every four years la too often to have
the country all torn up over a presi
dential campaign. Politics always have
a deleterious effect on the business of
the country. Trade la more or less de
moralised. Merchants who have to
watch carefully the ebb and tide of
trade, and the increase or decrease of
patronage, are always unhappy and
dissatisfied during a presidential cam
paign. They always expect to dis
count their profits very considerably
from this cause. The uncertainty as
to who will be elected; the doubt as
to the character of the policies to be
followed by the Incumbent; the fuss
over the tariff and the position the
new administration will take as to cer
tain and sundry articles; tbe kind of
advisers the president will have in his
cabinet; the president's attitude to
ward trusts and monopolies; what
measures he may take to curb the ag
gressiveness of Wall street all the un
certainty which attends upon a change
of the government's personnel, natur
ally Is attended toy an unsettled condi
tion, and everybody is mighty glad
when it is over and the people can
get down to active work, without be
ing harassed by all these problems.
Why not six years and no second
That is the question which Senator
Works of California has raised. And
It looks good to everybody except the
politicians. He has Introduced a reso
lution In the senate proposing an
amendment to the United States con
stitutlon fixing the president's term of
office at six years and making him in
eligible to reelection.
Some of his points are so pertinent
and impressive, that they are given, in
brief, as follows:
"If this change were made the Amer
ican people would be spared the hu
miliating spectacle of a president of
the United States traveling up and
down the country, guarded by an army
of officers and private detectives, mak
ing political speeches and urging his
own reelection. The White house
would not be turned into a political
press gallery managed by the secre-!
head of this great nation would be
free from the overpowering tempta
tion to use his omce and bis power
as EU'. h to secure a second term.
"Let us look for a moment at the
consequences, or some of them, that
How from this condition of things.
The president has the power to ap
point thousands of public officers.
They are found In every city, town
and village in the country. Every one
of these appointees, from a cabinet
officer down, with very rare excep-
They had lived in the neighborhood
for about six months and had tried to
attend strictly to their own business.
If we don't get on familiar terms
with anybody we won't get mixed up
with the gossips and other unpleasant
things.- said the little wife. "I'm go
ing to discourage this 'just running in'
and these back door visits, and eucn.
Just so," agreed her husband. W s
can be Interested In our neighbors
without mixing In their affairs and
without their mixing In purs. We
will simply Ignore all gossip."
So. when the neighbors called, tne
little wife smiled pleasantly and dis
coursed on the topics of the day, and
everything was lovely for a time, so
far as she and her husband knew. It
seemed a neighborhood singularly free
from scandals and gossip of any kind,
But the neighborhood newsmonger
simply couldn't hold in any longer.
When an especially Juicy bit of scan
dal cams to her ears, she felt it her
duty to run over to the little wife and
"Oh, have you heard about So-and-
so?" she exclaimed breathlessly.
"Why, no," said the little wife.
"He ran off with the 'firm's money
yesterday and the detectives are after
So?" noncommlttally remarked tbe
"I always knew that man would
corns to some bad end," declared the
visitor. "His wife always put on such
Indeed," said the little wife.
There's another man going to get
into trouble in this neighborhood pret
ty soon," opined the visitor. "Haven't
you noticed the way he's going around
with that blond" stenographer girl?"
I haven't seen anything," said the
"Well, but hasn't your husband told
"And haven't you heard about that
girl that's been staying with Mrs.
Blank? a perfectly shameless case!"
"I haven't heard."
"Why, my dear! Your husband must
have heard if you haven't. Doesn't,
your husband ever tell you anything?"
The visitor compassionately eyed the
"You poor thing!" she exclaimed,
You can look from Mr. B.'s office
window right into the workroom or a
skirt factory- Mr. B. occasionally rests
from his arduous labors by gazing at
the workers who are sewing or press
ing or otherwise occupying their time
to the profit of the manufacturer.
Sometimes the girls bring their work
to the windows where there is a bet
ter light, and when there is a pretty
girl in sight. Mr. B. finds it impossible
to pursue his arduous labors except at
an angle where he may keep his eye
and his smile upon said glrL
Not that Mr. B. desires to flirt Far
from It! But he simply can't help ap
preciating a thing of beauty when he
has a chance.
One particularly pretty girl sat often
at a particular window. Mr. B. usual
ly found it necessary to stand In his
window and view the weather when
this particularly pretty girl sat oppo
site. In time they had a smiling ac
quaintance. And one day, when Mr,
B. was fortunate enough to meet the
particularly pretty factory girl on the
street and she returned his Ingratiat
ing smile with one hat was coy but
friendly, he turned and walked beside
Here is the finish of the story as he
"I was tickled to death, for she was
a stunner, believe me. I put out my
best licks to make an impression and
I said all the nice things I knew. She
seemed pretty modest and quiet and
I thought I'd struck it Just right
"But when we walked a few blocks,
it sort of struck me that I was doing
all the talking. In fact, she hadn
said a word except with her eyes. So
I thought I'd give her a chance and
asked her something that I thought
sure would start her going.
"Well, she Just stared at me in
kind of dazed way, so I said it over
again and paused for a reply. Then
"And believe me, I never heard such
a jargon In my life. That girl couldn't
speak a word of English. All those
sweet things I'd said had gone to
"Say I never fell so hard" in my
life. And when a fellow with a dark
brown skin and eyebrows that met in
tha middle came along and made signs
that he had some kind of a lien on
her, I handed her over with a glad,
sweet smile.- It struck me all of a
sudden that it would be kind of em
barrassing to continue, especially after
the rapid patter Indulged in by the
other fellow and a sort of back-handed
complimentary glare that he gave me.
Hereafter I don't go any further than
smiles with these here factory girls."
- Bur 9VJ0CAJ M. SMITH
TTTE kick about the weather;
We kick about the vtewj
We kick about the hired girl
And what ahe doesn't do:
We kick about the taxes
Piled op against the place.
And, take it all In all, we ara
most protesting- race.
We kick about our business;
W kick about the rent:
We kick because our wives, perhaps.
Some extra dimes have spent;
We kick about the beggars
Who sit before our eyes.
And sometimes. It appear to me,
Wo kick for exercise.
We kick about the prospect
Wa have or haven't got;
We kick about the way the man
Has failed to clean tbe lot;
We kick about the victuals
That grace the family board.
And every time we get a chance
Another kick la scored.
We kick about the children;
Though they are span and spick;
And If we have a team of mules
We Join them la a kick; "
Ti kick about our pleasure;
We kick about our task
In fact, we are a race that kicks.
It any one should ask.
Tine Argus Daily Story
The Cyclone Cure By Clarissa Mackie.
Copyrighted. 1811. by Associates Literary Bureau.
Curious to Know.
"Why do you call this a ham sand
wich?" "Because," said the smiling propri
etor, "there Is a piece of ham In it"
"Indeed."sald the sarcastic customer.
"That Is interesting. May I ask if you
throw in a search warrant with each
one by means of which the bam may
No Poetry In Her Nature.
"Wouldn't you like to go sleighing
"No. thank you.
"Don't you like it?"
"I think it is lots of fan."
"Maybe it is. But I can have Just
as much fun sitting out on the back
porch wrapped in a fur rug and Jin
gling Johnny's bells. And it has one
tremendous advantage over the sleigh
"Indeed! What is that?"
"I can go in to the fire when I get
TIME Ft HI EVERY MAN TO
HOLD THE LAW.
The time Is at hand In Kock Island
for every man to uphold the law as
never before, to hold up tbe hands of
the public authorities, and In the spirit
of loyalty to the city as well as the
state to assist In the maintenance of
crdtT. It Is wi 11 to avoid discussion
of the situation and keep away from tk'n8- considers himself as owing po
gatherings of any nature where utter
ances of an Inflammatory nature may
It Is no time to consider, much less
discuss, the whys or tbe wherefores of
the situation. There Is a condition
upon us, and a most deplorable condi
tion, due to open violation of the law j
end defiance of the lawful required j
niouts of good government In Rock Is- j
land running bark through a period of j
vuera Kilt It la Imnnrlfliit nnir tn rntlnt '
upon the things that are.
lit leal allegiance to the president per
sonally. In fact, with most of them,
this personal political allegiance is
looked upon as far more binding than
their official obligation- to the public.
BY CLYDE H. TAVENNER.
(Special Correspondence of The Argus.)
Washington, March 25. Anyone who
thinks those milllcTnire woolen trust
magnates at Lawrence. Mass., raised
the wages of their striking men, wom
en and children mill hands, is mis
taken. They did not do anything of
It develops that before any wages
were increased, the woolen trust mag
nates, who have been making only
from 5 to To per cent profits on their
investment, decided to advance the
cost of clothing to the American peo
ple. As a matter of fact, the consum-
"When the presidential term of of-1 ers began to actually pay increased
flee is about to expire you will find I prices for cotton and woolen goods In
them all, from the highest to tbe low-! anticipation of the increased wages to
est, lined up for him and supporting ' be paid by the generous woolen trust
salers in New York, and women's and
children's woolen dress goods are next
on the list.
It is declared by those who are fa
miliar with prices and profits In the
woolen industry that the trust mag
nates, now that the strike is over, have
determined to force the consumer to
pay not only the slightly Increased
wage to the mill workers, but the en
tire cost of the strike as well. In
other words, the increase in prices in
the trust products will bring in a sum
sufficient to meet the new labor bill,
and to reimburse the trust for the loss
occasioned by the strike. This will
bilng the trust dividends up to the
usual amount, so that at the end of
the year, when the mill owners cut
their melon, none of them will real
ize that the trust suffered a costly
Several Kinds. ,
We shouldn't mind it very much
To see the winter canned
And In the place of snow and Ice
To see the spring at hand
That Is, as to the kind of spring
If we could pick the brand.
"Come, come! Be a hustler!"
"Don't you think it good to be a hus
"Not Tor mc." '
"1 shall be a careful and deliberate
man and hire a bustler."
Getting Out of Data.
"Uncle John is sick."
. "What's the matter with htm?
"Is he as much of a back number as
him for a second terra. If they are ; magnates, before the announcement of strike, or was forced to give its work-
No city and no community can for a
minute tolerate mob rule. The safety
. of the people, the safety of the home,
the safety of very institution that is
dear to the people, demands that the
; people, In the spirit of calmness, but
determination, uphold the law, restore
order and establish peace.
The Argus. In its issue of last even
ing, undertook to quiet the public tem
per, while not unmindful of the grav
ity of tha situation and tha ominous
prospect for the evening. It was the
hops that the excitement of the night
( before would subside In the sober after-
, thought and that there would be no
' further outbreak.
But it was Impossible to stop what
'occurred. The city authorities did
(their duty Judiciously and spared no
effort to avert violence and disorder.
There is but one duty confronting
every law-abiding man in Rock Island
now, and that is to stand by the law
Ind the law's representatives.
A OANAL BUT NO SHIPS
While the foreign trade of the Unit
ed State shows a comparative de
cline, that of Great Britain shows
large Increase. For February It was
927.000,000 larger than for the corres
jonding month last year,
i England sets Into the markets of
the world on most favored terms be
cause her own market is open to the
vorld for free competition. Putting
r no barriers against other nations,
fclicre these gi.e preferences in their
LsnTs England gets the benefit
lii jBntitu .isles sever hav been
capable of it they take the stump in
his behalf. If not stump orators thy
belong to the gumshoe brigade that
works so effectually with the individ
I i he question or his ntness for a
I second term or his convictions on fun
damental governmental questions has
no weight with them. He is their
political chief, as they understand, and
their support is his absolute right.
But there is another consideration of
no little weiKht with the president's
appointees. If he is not reelected they
mill lose their Jobs, and thereby the
country be deprived of their most val
"It is not alone that such a system
enables the president to build up a
great political machine, with repre
sentatives in every county of every
state in the union, through which he
may force his renomlnation, -that it
meets with public condemnation, but
because it Imposes a burden upon tbe
presidential office that it should cot
bear. Why should the president be
burdened with the appointment of the
thousands of federal officials now sub
ject to his choice?
"It was an unfortunate day for this
country when one of its distinguished,
honorable and well beloved citizens In
augurated the system. s candidate
for president, of receiving delegates
at his home and discussing political
questions, ostensibly for their informa
tion, but In fact to be sent broadcast
throughout the country. That was the
beginning of an evil and wholly in
excusable custom, by which the great
office of president of the United States
was brought down to the level of self
seeking politics and personal appeals
Assign Evangelical Pastors.
NaperviUe, March 27. The Illinois
conference of the German Evangelical
church assigned pastors yesterday.
The ministers and their churches are:
Presiding elder, R. B. Schultze, Par
tington; Ashton. G. A. Walter; Bar
rington. H. H. Thore; Chicago. Addi
son street, A. H. JDewey; North Ash-
the increased wages was made public.
Cotton prints, calicoes and tbe like
have risen in price at wholesale In
New York City a quarter of a cent a
yard in the last ten days, and still
further advances are predicted by mill
(OST TO THE RKTA1I.F.R.
It was safd by the mill agents that
the net advance in cost to the retailer
may reach 2 cents a yard before the
selling market is finally adjusted. This
will make a difference of 5 cents in an
apron, and 25 cents In the housewife's
dress. Woolen prices,, too, are going
up, and the reader's next suit of
clothes is likely to cost him more, the
dealers say. Some serges have al
ready been marked up by the whole-
ers a slight increase in pay. The gos
pel of the woolen trust is that nothing
shall Interfere with dividends.
JIST A HANUFIL.
The men who perpetrate such out
rages as these on both the consumers
and their employes are but a handful
in number. They are Just a few men
who own or control the majority of
the stock of the woolen trust. It is
practically these few men, and they
alone, who are the sole beneficiaries
of Schedule K. Why should 92,000,000
men, women and children in the United
States permit themselves to be out
rageously taxed on every stitch of
clothing they use in order that these
few greedy millionaires max make an
"What a modest little bat."
"Yes; my husband bought It for me.'
At nine o'clock the curfew hell
Bend up Its warning call.
In towns that have t:o curfew why.
It doesn't ring at all.
land avenue, A. W. Strickfaden; Diver
sey boulevard, J. G. Fidder; North
Hoyne avenue, H. W. Landover; Kim
ball avenue, C. G. Unangst; Deerfield,
G. E. Mudwing; Elgin, to be supplied;
Aurora, F. Black; Elmhurst, J. W.
Davis; Hampshire, H. Messner; High
land Park, J. F. Van Evera; Naperville,
U C. Schmidt; North Norsfield. D. S.
Fehr; Poetone, J. Hoenar; Freeport
district, J. G. Finkbimer, presiding
elder; Brookville, R. S. Welch; Cedar
ville, E. Countryman; Chadwick. J.
Divan; Davis, R. E. Roth; Dixon, G. A.
Smith; Fair Haven, W. W. Harbour;
Forreston, R. Divan ; Freeport,' J. G.
Eller; Geneseo, O. E. Rice; Hooppole,
R. I Brothers; Loraine, G. W. Wick
le; OrangeviUe. A. W. Smith;, Polo. J.
A. Keagle; Rockford. E. K. Hirshey;
Rock Grove. S. G. Eberle; Shannon.
J. G. Camber; South Dixon, J. S.
Blythe; Sterling, W. F. Berg; Stock
ton, A. D. Scbaefer; Woodbine, B. C.
Suppler. Southern district, E. K Yea
ale, presiding elder; Anna, H. C. Ste
phenson; Bishop, O. Davis; El Paso,
J. B. Klapp; Gil man, J. H. Johnson;
Grayville, F. H. Borm; Groveland. W.
Schwelker; Jollet, R. F. Blakeley;
Jonesboro, N. Wlllson; Manhattan, J.
W. Duffy; Otttwa, A. Hafele; Radford,
J. D. Sutler; Redick, J. W. Michel;
Streator, C. Stockhowe; Cynerton, H.
E. Bifler; Terre Haute, Ind., P. R. Cord
well; Westervelt, R. H. Maue; Weston,
J. E. Bostrom.
t .-rtryV.-vi llbA
Washington haa given Senora Caa
Uillo. wife of tha sew minister from
Nicaragua, an open-armed welcome.
She Is young and exceedingly at
tractive, and ia ex;cted to become
a prornlaent figure in society at tha
are young until we lose our last
Illusion. After that life Is merely
waiting with more or less of patience
until the end.
Any way you look at It life is bond
age, because you can't get away from
The oh be cheerful doctrine didn't
emanate from the fellow who was be
ing choked to death. '
We are getting on some when we can
take a beating quietly without saying
anything about It
The horseshoe may bring good lnck,
bnt not to tbe borse that lost It
Many a cold proposition has precipi
tated a hot discussion.
Don't try to umpire a game that you
don't understand when yon have no
friends back of you.
People who really know too moch
are dangerous. They are also scarce.
A thing isn't necessarily pleasant be
cause it is exciting s mouse, for ex
ample. It is sometimes hard to keep up with
the procession, bet it is the on'.y wa7
to see the whole show.
Never bear more than one kind of
trouble at a time. Some people bear
three kinds all they have had, all they
have now and all they expect to have.
To-remind a man of a kindness con
ferred is little less than a reproach.
Til never give in." declared Jere
miah Butterfield grimly.
"And I'll never give In," affirmed his
wife Eva Just as grimly.
"You are obstinate aa a mule," snarl
"And you are ucly as sin," retorted
"We might as well give up this cat
and dog life."
"I for one would be glad to experi
ence a peaceful existence."
The result of this mutual disagree
ment was that tUe Butterflelds sep
arated and went to live at opposite
ends of Blnsterrtlle, In the cyclone belt.
Jeremiah took as his share of their
mutual possessions all the farm imple
ments and stock and the wornout fur
niture of the house, while Eva Butter
field was content with the rest of the
household furniture and the fat car
riage horse and a little phaeton.
Jeremiah went to farming, for It was
the only thing he knew how to do, and
his wife opened a summer boarding
house because she could cook better
than anybody within ten miles of Li
lac Villa, as she called her new home.
Because Jeremiah stuck to his farm
ing he marketed his crops promptly
and placed money In the bank every
month. - He soon became prosperous,
but he was not happy. Every time be
walked over his broad acres and saw
the tilled land and the green growing
crops and the comfortable green paint
ed farmhouse, with tbe red painted
barns and outbuildings, he tried to feel
proud and satisfied, but he only suc
ceeded In suppressing a pang of sorrow
at the thought that he had parted from
Eva, whom he really loved after alL
As for Eva, her house was filled each
summer with city people, who praised
her cooking and said that nowhere in
the world had they tasted such dell
clous homemade bread and biscuits,
such light cake, such toothsome ap
ple pies and doughnuts. Mrs. Butter
field would nod her brown head in
acknowledgment of their compliments,
and that was all, for she cared not a
whitfor the praise of any man or aro
man save tlrat of her husband, Jere
miah, from whom she had voluntarily
parted herself forever so she said.
"For I'll never give in," she said
obstinately, though her heart ached
every time she made an apple pie, and
she vaguely wondered what sort of
food the Widow Bentley.was serving
Jeremiah in her capacity of house
keeper for the lone farmer.
"I'll not give In," was Jeremiah's
slogan, and be meant it, although fine
wrinkles gathered about his eyes and
.the hair on his temples became gray.
Of course they were foolish, and, as
it often happens in cases of this sort,
fate stepped in and settled their diffi
culties in the strangest sort of way.
"Working up to a storm," wheezed
the Widow Bentley one afternoon as
she met Jeremiah in the front piazza
when he came up from the fields. She
was big and ponderous and of a violent
temper that brooked no contradiction
even in matters of small importance,
and Jeremiah Butterfield bad learned
that the easiest way to get along with
his housekeeper was to acquiesce in
everything she had to say.
"Yes, yes." he said pleasantly, flxln
a doubtful eye on the clear pale blue of
the sky and the glorious orange and
crimson of the sunset
"I feel it coming in my bones,"
wheezed Mrs. Bentley once more, sink
ing heavily into a rocking chair. "It
looks clear enough now; but. mark my
words, we'll have trouble before to
"I guess you're right. Mrs. Bentley,"
agreed Jeremiah pleasantly. "We
might as well get snugged up for a
storm. I find you're a pretty good
Mrs. Bentley nodded her head sage
ly. "It's to be the kind that makes
you glnd you've got a good cyclone cel
lar," she said significantly.
"Cyclone?" repeated Jeremiah incred
ulously. "This isn't cyclone weather."
The Widow Bentley's- brow dark
ened, and she arose and shook her
white apron at an encroachmg hen.
"I wasn't born and raised in the
cyclone belt without knowlug some
thing about cyclones." she said, with
dignity, and departed for the kitchen,
where she could be heard preparing
the evening meal to the accompani
ment of clattering crockery and rat
"I've cone and put my foot in It
now," mused Jeremiah as be fed bis
horses for tbe night "I expect the
widow will see to It that I can't eat j
any supper tonight' I'll bet you
everything will be either too salty or
too Sweet That's the widow's way,
and I wish I'd known It before 1 en
gaged her. It's easier hiring a house
keeper than It Is getting rid of one.
Cyclone weather! nuhT
It bad been an oppressive day, and
the setting of tbe sun brought corns'
relief to the overheated earth. Now
light fleecy clouds showed high In the
heavens, and over in tbe northwest a
low rim of black clouds bordered the
"1 don't know but what the widow
was right after all." admitted Jere-.
miah Butterfield as be went in to sup
per, and he told Mrs. Bentley this.
but It was too late, for. although the
hocsekeeper smiled triumphantly, tha
supper was eloquent of her displeas
ure. The baked beans were too salty,
and the biscuits had received an over
dose of saleratus and were conse
quently bitter. The apple sauce was
sickishly sweet and flavored with cin
namon when Jeremiah preferred nut
meg. But he ate what be could of
the meal and said nothing, then went
out to tbe porch to smoke his pipe,
and so he fell to thinking about Eva,
bis wife, and to wonder If she missed
him as be missed her and to think of
the happy days before they had dis
agreed. It was a sultry night, and the morn
ing was thunderous and threatening.
The cattle bung about the geje.to the
pasture and refused to eat Even the
chickens seemed to feel some Impend
ing calamity in the air. for they hud-
died in corners, and some of them
went to roost as the day grew darker,
Jeremiah went in and oat of th
house several times, and each time h
passed through the hall"be- noticed
that Mrs. Bentley was neglecting th
housework to attend to the safety of
her own efTects. Once when she wai
struggling down the stairs with I
huge feather bed In her arms he cams
to her assistance and carried the bur
den down to the cellar and from then
to that deep subcellar which had been
prepared for cases of emergency.
The cyclone cellar was a small apart
ment cemented all over, and now it
was crowded with the possessions ol
Jeremiah Butterfleld's housekeeper.
Her feather bed was the crowning
eminence of a small mountain ol
chairs piled with clothing and boxes.
A birdcage with Its little occupant
hopping cheerily within stood on a
chair, together with a young rubbet
plant which Mrs. Bentley was coax
ing to maturity. A lantern hung from
a hook in one corner.
"You going to come down here be
fore dinner?" asked Jeremiah In a mat '
ter of fact way.
'It'll be time enongh when the cy
clone strikes," said the widow coura
geously. "I hope you'll have sense
enough to let the cattle take care ol
themselves and come down here, too."
"I got to look out for my stock," said
Once or twice he looked at the ba
rometer and saw that it was ristafl
rapidly. Then the wind came, light at
first and steadily increasing in velocity
until It might have registered tea
miles an hour. Matters looked serious
enough. Mrs. Bentley had retired t
the cyclone cellar and pulled the trap
door down after her.
Jeremiah stood outside watching fot
the funnel shaped cloud that must
come out of the northwest if they wers.
really going to have a cyclone. He had
housed all his horses and cattle and
hoped that the path of destruction
might not be laid in line of his heusi
and barns. His standing crops he ex
pected to lose and was resigned.
A clattering whir overhead brought
hiB gaze to tbe revolving blades ef the
tall windmill back of his barn. H
had meant to lock the blades so thai
the approaching storm would meet
with resistance there. His watel
tanks were overflowing now and the
mill must not be permitted to run any
longer. There was only one thing ts
do. Jeremiah hastened to tbe room
under the tower and moved the level
that locked the blades of the big cir
cular fan. But something was the mat
ter, and he went outside and looked.
One of the blades had broken loose
and in falling bad so Jammed the level
bar that there was nothing to control
the big fan unless one released tbe
broken blade and so give the lever an
opportunity to do its duty.
In a trice Jeremiah was climbing up
the nnrrow iron ladder that led to tha
platform under the whirring fan. For
the moment he had forgotten the com
ing storm, nor had he seen the funnel
shaped cloud whirling down upon blm.
Just as he reached tbe platform tbe
wind hurled itself upon the structure.
Something snapped in the deafening
disturbance that followed. Jeremiah
knew that it was pnrt of the windmill
and that he was also clinging to It by
main strength as they were sucked into
the center of the circular windstorm
and borne along at a velocity of forty
miles an hour. The atmosphere wa
filled with dcbriM of every sort Jere
miah was conscious that his house kept
pace with him fur awhile ns he was
6wept along on tho plntforra, much as
was tbe Arabian prince who ia days of
o!d traveled through spare on a magic
Something lnrge and dnrk sent blm a
stunuiug blow- just as be was sent to
the outer edge of the low traveling
storm center, and so it happened that
be fell to earth on a great mound of
soft. bay. What became of the plat
form he never kuew. Whou he recov
ered consciousness his wife, Eva, was
bending over him and crying because'
she thought he was dead.
"Where am I?" dernunded Jere'mlah,
sitting t:p and lookini; nround at. the
cloudless sUy ni.d thou down at tbe
haystack on which he sut. When bis
saw his wife lm really thought be had
died and gone to heaven.
Then Eva told to his Incredulous ears
bow the cyclone had brushed tbe ede
of htr property and that the house was
unroofed nnd the bay be was sitting
on and which had undoubtedly saved
bis life bad come from ber own vanish
ed barn. The fat carriage horse was
dead and her chickens bad disappear
ed from Lilac Villa.
"We will have to tK-gin all over
again. Era," said Jeremiah firmly.
"We can sell the two 'plnces and buy
one In California. I'm sure the Widow
Bentley would like to buy Lilse Vllln.
and maybe If she stays in tbe cyclone
belt long enough she'll get caught ia
one and lose ber bad tamper."
"The cycloue cured ns. didn't it. Jer
ry?" whispered Eva as she kissed her
husband's gray hairs.
March 27 in American
1SS6 857 American Texan, lnclodins
Coicuel i. W. r'anniu. prisoners of
war. were massacred at Goliad.
Tex., by Mexican Indians.
1847 Vera Cruz. Mexico, surrendered
to tbe United States army, com
manded by CJeneral Wlnfield Scott
1300 Colonel William Lamb, hero of
the Confederate defense of Fort
Fisher. North Carolina, in 1805.
dlf-d: born 1S30.
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