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Tht tW i oooooooooooooooooooooooooo John Winslow's Surrender How a Young Man Saved a Fortune and Got the Girl. By HELOISE BRAYTON Copyright. 1910, by American Press Association. ooooooooooooooooooooooooo John Winslow, head of the house of Winslow & Co., one of the largest and iwealthiest engineering firms in Amer ica, while sitting at his desk in his iprivate office was handed a telegram, which he read eagerly, and his eye isparkled with joy. He had been bid ding against the Eureka Bridge com pany for the building of a large sec tion of a western railroad, and the ^message was an announcement that his bid had been accepted. He expect ed through this contract to double his ifortune. His first thought was to communi cate the good news to the person he loved bestthe only one he loved in the world. Mr. Winslow was a wid ower with one child, a daughter. "Kennedy!" called Mr. Winslow, toss ing the telegram on his desk. A young man responded to the call to find his employer scratching a note. When finished Mr. Winslow handed it to him, telling him to send it to his daughter at once. Kennedy went out side and looked for an office boy to carry the note. Not finding one, he put on his hat and went with it him self. His ring was answered by a maid, who told him when he said he had a note for Miss Winslow that he would find her in the drawing room. She was practicing at her harp. A pretty girl sitting at a harp is an attractive sight. Ned Kennedy was at an age to be affected by such a sight and possibly magnified its beauty. At any rate, he saw the vision of his life. Years have passed since then, but to this day he treasures it in his heart the heart that in a twinkling passed to the girl at the instrument. And she? Before her stood a young ster a few years her senior, with a bright, honest face, a pair of ruddy boyish cheeks and a smile that seemed to her entrancing. He was holding out a note to her. She arose, took the note, recognized her father's writing, opened it and read his announcement that he had secured the contract on which he had spent most of his time for the better part of a year. "Oh, I'm so glad!" she exclaimed. "But pardon me. Won't you be seat- ed?" "No, thank you I must get right hack to the office." "Did papa tell you he'd got the con tract?" "Oh, no he doesn't tell me things I'm only his employee. But I'm very much pleased to hear that he has suc ceeded. I've done a lot of figuring for him on that contract" "Are you an engineer?" "Yes. I was graduated last year in the scientific school Your father ap plied for one of our class, and I was assigned to him The young man looked happy, and the girl looked happy and tried to think of some more pleasant things that her father had said about him Though he declined to be seated, he asked her if she would not play just one piece on her harp, and she did, or, rather, she sang "Annie Laurie," ac companying herself on her instrument. Any one who has heard that song ac companied by a harp knows of the depth of feeling there is in it. From that moment to Ned Kennedy "Annie Laurie" was none other than Elsie Winslow. When the engineer got back to the office he discovered that he had been with the young lady an hour, thinking he had been -with her ten minutes, and his chief was impatiently awaiting him. Mr Winslow asked him where he had been so long, and he replied that he had earned the note himself since none of the boys was at hand. Then he threw out a danger signal in a blush, but his employer failed to un derstand it Three months was the time specified for the beginning of the contract work. During this period Winslow & Co spent a fortune in materials and othei preparation While this was going on Ned Kennedy and Elsie Winslow were making all sorts of excuses to meet, and within six weeks a mutual con fession had been made and the lovers were terror lest Elsie's father should discover the extent to which matters had gone, for Elsie knew that sh* "would not be permitted to marry any one, especially a poor young engineer earning $25 a week Such cases always run the same course The lovers think they are en during no end of excruciating torture, but they are not. When love tortures end prosaic marriage begins, and as husband and wife the couple take in finite pleasure in reading of other cou ples' love tortures. The denouement came in time. Ned Kennedy sent a note to his ladylove, not knowing that iter father was at home Mr. Winslow received it and took it to his daughter. This time the danger signal was in terpreted. Then Elsie threw herself into her father's arms and confessed all. No one likes to be deceived. The fa ther should have realized that stolen fruit is the sweetest and had compas sion. Instead he blamed his employee for what he termed dishonorable con duct and blamed his daughter for keep ing from him such an important mat ter. She *ried to excuse herself on ,the ground that she was afraid to tell. She really thought this was true. It was not. She did not tell of her love because she took pleasure in it, in dulged clandestinely. Mr. Winslow was so irritated with Kennedy that he paid him his salary and discharged him. He supposed his action to be based on the young man winning his daughter's love without permission. He forgot that he had won the girl's mother in the same way. The true reason was that he was irritated because he had been stupidly ignorant of what was going on. The day when a commencement on the contract must be made drew near. One morning Mr. Winslow while per fecting his plans to make sure of the smallest details had all his formula spread out before him on a table. The weather was cold and blustery, and a fire of logs blazed on a hearth near which he had drawn his table for warmth. Opening the door to leave the room for a moment, he met a brisk current of air. When he return ed his papers had disappeared from the table. Terrified, he looked about for them on the floor. Then in the fireplace he noticed several bits of half burned paper. Taking one of them out, he found it to be a part of his formula. Everything had been burned. In one week he must begin work or forfeit his contract If it was forfeit ed he would lose not only the splendid profit he had expected, but thousands upon thousands that he had expended in preparation would be almost a total lossa loss that would bankrupt him. There was but one thing to dohe must reconstruct his plans. There was no time to make new ones. The old ones must be set down from memory. He was no longer young. Indeed, he had reached an age where memory is grown defective. He hurried a mes sage to the telegraph office asking for an extension of time. No reply came till the next day, when he was wired that it would be impossible to grant his application. When Elsie saw her father come in at the front door that evening she thought he was some broken down old man she had never seen before. Tak ing him in her arms, she supported him to the library, where he sank into a chair, while she knelt beside him with her arms about his neck. She knew what had happened to his pa pers and inferred that his application for an extension had been refused. "Father," she said, "I've something to tell you. Listen. I wrote Ned Ken nedy of this misfortune. This after noon I received a reply, which said: 4I can reconstruct the formula.'" It seemed to Elsie that an electric shock had been infused into her fa ther's frame. With a bound he sprang from his chair. "Can he?" he exclaimed. There was no room for wounded pride, no words of regret at being obliged to humble himself by asking a favor of the man he had discharged from his service. "Where is he? Can you get him now?" Elsie sprang away to a telephone, in a few minutes was in communication with her lover, and in twenty minutes more he was with them. "Elsie says" began her father. "I know it," interrupted Elsie, rub bing her hands gleefully. "I have a good deal of the work I did," said Kennedy, "in my room, where I worked nights, odds and ends of figuring. These will assist my mem ory, and I am sure I can recall the whole formula." Mr. Winslow stood looking at the young man in a dazed way for a few moments, then caught him in his arms and hugged him. "You can! You can! I know you can! That memory of yours! It's won derful! When can you begin?" "I'll go to my room and begin at once." "No, no not there Bring any figur ing you may have here. Stay right here till the work is finished." Ned was followed to the door by Elsie, where several minutes were lost in a clinging embrace, prolonged in the knowledge that from that time forward they had the upper hand Then the lover ran all the way to his room, snatched up a roll of papers he had collected with this very purpose in view and ran all the way back. He found Elsie and her father about to sit down to dinner and joined them. Mr Winslow was absorbed in the matter of the formula He said nothing, ex cept to interrupt Ned and Elsie occa sionally, who kept up a constant gab ble, the old man asking if Ned thought he could supply this detail and that detail, and Ned always assured him that he could, though with regard to some of them he was not altogether certain. After dinner Ned was given a desk in the library, with plenty of station ary. Mr. Winslow insisted on helping him, but Ned declared that he could get on better alone. So at 9 o'clock Elsie insisted on her father going to bed to recuperate from the strain he had been under and carried him off upstairs. As soon as she had tucked him in bed she went down to her lover There are youthful idiosyncrasies, one of which was illustrated by the young couple. One would suppose that they would both appreciate the necessity of Ned at once getting at a work of such vital importance to all concerned. What did they do? Sat in the same chair in each other's arms till 2 o'clock in the morning. And what did they say? Let those who have spent hours under the same cir cumstances tellif they can remem ber. At 2 a. m. Elsie went to bed, and Ned worked till breakfast was an nounced. Nevertheless within two or three days the formula was reconstructed. Ned married Elsie and is now at the head of the Winslow company. THE I'KINCETON UNION: ^THUKSDAY WHISTLER TALES. Some Amusing Peculiarities of the Eccentric Artist. BARRING OUT BILL BEARERS. Ha Knew the Knock of Each Collector and the Amount It Represented. London Cabbies Had Good Reason to Fight Shy of the Erratic Genius. There was a steady stream of credi tors at the King street studio in those days, says a writer in the Century. Whistler made no effort to conceal the fact that he was deeply in debt One uay as we were busily and silently working there came a loud business like rap at the door. Whistler listened attentively. "Psst!" said he. "That's one and ten." Within half an hour there was an other rap, not quite so loud. "Two and six." said Whistler. "Psst!" "What on earth do you mean?" I isked after a time. "One pound ten shillings two pounds six shillings. Vulgar trades men with their bills, colonel. They want payment Ah, well!" he sighed with an exaggerated air of sadness and returned to his canvas. Then came another knock, a most gentle, insinuating rap. "Dear me," said Whistler, "that must be all of twenty! Poor fellow, I really must do something for him! So sorry I'm not in." I could not take the situation sc placidly and seized eagerly the first opportunity of financial aid that pre sented itself. A rich American, so journing in London, asked me what he could purchase and take back with him in the way of art "By all means get a set of Whistler's etchings. Unquestionably he will make for you a selection. I'll speak to him." I told him, and hurried back with the good news. Whistler was delighted, and for a day worked busily, overhauling and sorting his proofs. The selection was a splendid one and called for a sub stantial payment It was arranged that Whistler should meet the pur chaser at a bank in Queen street the following morning and receive his check. Most men under the circumstances would have thought of little else, but by the next morning Whistler had wholly forgotten his engagement He had begun a new canvas, and was completely absorbed in it. For a while I expostulated in vain. "Come, Whistler," I said finally, "you have been away from America so long that you don't appreciate the value of time to the traveler, particularly the American traveler. You must not keep the man waiting." "Very well," said he, laying down his brush, with a sigh. "Now we'll go." "Why we?" I replied. "I don't want to go," I protested firmly. To tell the truth, I was looking forward with a great deal of comfort to a morning all to myself. "Oh, but you must," he said calmly, bringing my coat and hat and present ly we stood in front of the house sig naling a cab. One came up readily enough, but after one scrutinizing look upon the cabby's part, drove swiftly by an other went through the same strange proceedings. I looked questioningly at Whistlerthis odd circumstance had happened before we were together but Whistler was calmly signaling. At length a cabby took us in. Whistler always carried as a walk ing stick a long, slender wand, a sort of a mahlstick, nearly three-quarters of his own height We were no sooner seated than he began poking his stick at the horse The animal reared, plunged wildly and started down the street at a breakneck gallop, while the astonished cabby swore freely and tugged desperately at the reins. Whistler looked calmly ahead and kept poking. Butcher boys and grocer boys made wild leaps for safety outraged cabbies whipped their horses out of the way just in time burly draymen bawled curses after us, and still we went merrily on. Little wonder, thought I, in the midst of my amazement and resentment, that Whistler never gets the same cab twice. Suddenly he began waving his cane and shouting "Whoa!" He took the astonished cabby severely to task for driving so fast upon the public high way and ordered him back to a corner we had just passed. Here a greengrocer's shop, with its orderly and colorful array of fruits and vegetables, had caught Whistler's eye as we whirled by. He surveyed it critically now from two different po sitions, the cabby merely obeying his orders, under the belief, I presume, that it was policy to humor a lunatic. "Isn't it beautiful!" exclaimed Whis tler. He pointed his long cane at one corner. "I believe I'll have that crate of oranges moved over thereagainst jthat background of green. Yes, that's Itetter," he added contentedly. We drove on to the bank, where we found the American pacing up and down in no pleasant frame of mind but Whistler soon had him pacified, and we left him waving and smiling adieus at us. The incident at the greengrocer's shop reads like an arrant affectation It was not. however. Whistler, as usual, was merely most natural. The following morning be posted his easel at the corner and painted the shop that pleased him TESTNG FIRE CLAY. The Most Practical Method la to Lit erally Eat It. Fire clay has been in use for cen turies, and yet I believe the Industry is one which lacks definite laws more than any other, including those which are either modern or ancient and of less prominence. You can go to a manufacturer of steel and specify what you want by actual figures or statements and you can check the prod uct by chemical analysis or mechanical tests and thus make sure you get what you need. The producer knows how to combine certain elements and what quantities of various kinds to combine in order to get a result at least very closely approaching what you call for. but not so in the fire clay business. In the past the most skilled and highest salaried chemists have been employed to make tests, to promote and carry through investigations on the natural product and to study the workings of certain manufactured and elaborated articles derived therefrom. The result has been, generally speaking, confusion worse confounded. Two professors, working at similar times on brick or clay obtained from the same source and manufactured under exactly equal conditions, have recorded diametrically opposed conclusions! The same scien tists at different periods have reached vastly varying conclusions when test ing identical qualities and shapes of bricks, so can you wonder if a promi nent fire clay manufacturer should ex claim, as I heard one on an occasion after having the above experience. "All tests of fire clay are empirical, and I would sooner trust our superintend ent to pick and select his clays in the old fashioned way than pay a high fee for a highbrow's recommendations?" The chief method of testing fire clay by a practical man is literally to eat it He can detect grit and sand best by that method, and a good fire clay (free from silica, quartzite or flint clay) is free from grit His only other personal test is by experimentEn gineering Magazine. A CHINESE BANQUET. Culinary Mysteries That Bewildered an Englishwoman. One moment we were eating ducks' eggs whose blackened, lime flavored whites indicated that their age was unimpeachable the next we were grap pling with sea weeds, macaroni and the slippery sharks' fins that eluded our clumsily manipulated sticks. Now we tacklednot without fearun known meats and vegetables cooked in sugar, fresh shrimps, mushrooms from Mongolia, young bamboo sprouts, pi geons' eggs and a hundred different foreign tasting messes. Then clean plates were given to us, and bowls of sickly pink sirup, "sweet potato and Indian corn cakes of dusky hue were set before each one. These were only crevice fillers and concluded the first and lighter portion of the repast Now came the real substantial meal, where in every dish had an accompaniment of smaller ones, containing gravies, etc., in which to dip the morsel taken from the central bowl. There was stewed duck cooked with out salt, roast sucking pig, forcemeat balls and chicken there were soups of birds' nest, of mushroom, of vegetables and of sea s^ugs There was grilled fresh water fish, which, according to custom, was helped from the top side only, for the Chinese remembers his servant And, finally, at the conclu sion the inevitable small bowl of rice (and rice water was set before each person. After some three hours, with a feel ing of thankfulness that all was over, pipes, cigarettes and tea were served, and it seemed to me that the delicious aroma which rose from the latter soothed our senses and almost dis pelled the antipathy that had been growing on us for all things Chinese. Mary Moore in London Express. The Kind Needed. "Dear me," said the first young wo man, taking her initial lesson in golf, "what shall I do now? This ball is in a hole!" "Well, let me see," said her compan ion, rapidly turning the leaves of a book of instructions. "I presume you will have to take a stick of the right shape to get it out" "Oh, yes of course," was the some what cynical reply. "Well, see if you can find one shaped like a dustpan and brush."New York Tribune Kissing In Iceland. Among old time laws against kissing those of Iceland appear to have been the most severe. Banishment was the penalty laid down for kissing another man's wife, either with or without her consent The same punishment was enforced for kissing an unmarried wo man against her will if it could be proved that she had consented to be kissed the offender was still liable to a fine of a great quantity of cloth for each offense. A Startling Reply. An English country bookseller sent to London for a copy of a book called "Happy Husbands." The work was out of print, but the wholesale agent certainly might have Intimated the fact differently. He replied that "There are no 'Happy Husbands' in London."London Tit-Bits. Best Intentions. MammaJohnny, what is the baby yelling about? JohnnyNothin'. I jest took his milk and showed him how to drink itCleveland Leader. Learn to say "No," and it will be of more use to you than to be able to read Latin.Spurgeon $ T'f-fMT.fninT I i i i,m ,M, i 11 G/e II It It 1 11 111 1111 I I ll, I4..1.1 Til I I 111 Going Out of Business Rubbing It In. "What made the boss glare so at that man who just went out?" said one waiter to another. "When he paid his bill for a fifty cent dinner he asked if there was any place in the neighborhood, anyhow, where a fellow could go and get a decent meal for fifty cents."New York Press. The Remedy. The MistressBridget, I must object to your having a new beau every Bight The CookThin buy betther food! One'll niver come again wance he's tackled what I have t' serve him! Cleveland Leader. In the Sunken Submarine. "It's too annoying that we should be stuck down here. I bought myself the most splendid tomb only last week." Lustige Blatter. All philosopftf *.~3 In two words, sustain and rfcsteio Eplctetus. I THANK the public for their liberal patronage of the past 20 years, and hope for a continu ance of the same for the brief time that it takes to close out my stock. Reductions are being made in I all lines. 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If you are in need of letterheads, noteheads, billheads, statements, cards, posters, programs, wedding invitations or any other work in the printing line, an order for the same placed with the Union will insure its being produced in an at- tractive and up-to-date style. PRINCETON UNION Princeton* Minnesota. A Proud Moment. "The proudest day of her life, this is," said the woman who watched the third floor bride go out dressed in her prettiest frock. "How do you make that out?" said another woman enviously. "I thought last Thursday was her proudest day. She got married then." "Ah, yes, but today she goes calling for the first time and leaves one of her husband's cards with her own. Any married woman who can remember back that far will tell you that the first time she distributed the calling cards of some man who belonged to her was the day she truly felt her im portance."New York Sun. Hadn't Heard It. "Money talks," asseverated Gilder sleeve. "I am not so sure of that," retorted Throckmorton. "It Is not on speak ing terms with me."Detroit Free Press.