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HE RESISTS
' The man with the high . silk hat
and the fat cigar was tha one who put
temptation In the way of Policeman
Barney Flynn. This man had been
auccessful aa a politician In a minor
way, and be realized that there were
lements of strength In tha resourceful
conscientious little policeman who was
well and favorably known to virtually
veryone In the ward. Furthermore,
he was looking for some one to run
against an old political enemy.
"Why don't you enter the alder
manlc race?" he asked one day.
"Go 'way, now; go 'way from 'me,"
returned Policeman Flynn, waving his
arms to keep the man at a distance.
"Ye ha-ave th lllmints Iv th conta
gion about ye, an' I'll take no
cha-ances."
"What contagion?" demanded the
politician.
"Tlf contagion It seek In' office,"
answered Policeman Flynn. "Oho!
'tis a ter'ble thing fr to ca-atch, an'
th' cure fr it is not to be found this
aide Iv th' gra-ave. T Is like th'
pyum habit, only 'tis wor-rse. It
dr-rags ye down an' down till ye
think th' city owes ye a livin', an'
If It's backard about glvln' It to ye,
why, thin 'tis fr ye to ta-ake it from
th' pockets ir th' taxpayers without
askin' their consint."
"Nonsense!" returned the politician.
"Any popular man who knows the
ropes and has good advice can rise in
politics. Why, five years ago I was
doln' odd Jobs for a llvin', and look
at me now."
"I know, I know," returned Police
man Flynn. "Five years ago ye was
doln' all kinds iv jobs, an' now ye're
doln' all kinds Iv mln. I ray-mimber
ye in th' ol' days. Ye wore a shab
by suit iv clo'es an' a soft hat, an'
ye was hustlin' all th' time; an' now
I luk at ye, an' I see a shtoveptpe
hat on th' ba-ack Iv ye-er head, ah'
a suit iv clo'es that's loud enough to
be hear-rd a block, an' a fat see-gar,
an' a watchchaln that ye might loan
to th' capt'ln iv a boat fr to hold his
anchor. Oho! 'tis a gr-reat objeo'
"Why Don't You Enter the ' Alder
manic Racer"
lesson ye are. If ye go over to Long
Island whin a prize-light 's comin'
off. they'll take wan luk at ye-er r-rig
an let ye in as th' manager iv th'
show. Ye luk like a hot spoort, ye
do fr a fac'; but If I had to wear
thlm clo'es, I'd think th' plnalty iv
gettin' office was gr-reater than th'
ray-ward. Besides, they'a no chanst
fr me to get through th' door iv
war'rd politics."
"What door do you mean?" asked
the politcian, ignoring the criticism
tf his personal appearance.
"Th' say-loon door, iv coorse," re
plied Policeman Flynn. "Tw'u'd be
f r me to open a say-loon be wa-ay iv
Btartin' on me career."
"Oh, that's not necessary," protoetad
the politician.
"R-rlght ye are; 'tis not," admitted
Policeman Flynn; "but 'tis cheaper
an' surer that wa-ay. JV cost iv
settin' up th' dhrlnk8 Is not so gr-reat
If ye're behind th'-ba-ar as it is if
ye're on th' other side iv it, an' ye
ha-ave more chanst fr to conthrol th'
Tote. But 'tis not fr me wan wa-ay
or th' other. 'Tw'u'd be har-rd fr
me to br-reak mesilf Iv th' habit iv
wor-rkln' fr me livin', an' thin I
can't f'rget Clancy. Do ye ray-mim
ber Clancy? Oho! he was a line lad
If he'd only been imperv-yus to th'
contagion. He was a hard-wor-rkin'
ma-an, an' he br-rought his sal'ry
borne to th' good woman Iv'ry Satur
day nlgbt till he begun thryln' fr
office. Thin he had to be a good felly,
an' th' money wlnt over th' ba-ar
'Me ellctlon lxpenses Is eatln' up me
sal'ry,' be told his wife, 'but 'twill bo
all r-rlght whin th' votes Is counted.'
But 'twas not. A felly that kep'
say-loon beat him out, an' he had a
- har-rd time shtandin' off th' grocer
till he c'u'd r-ralse a bit iv th' ca-ash
Thin tb' pa-arty give him a Job fr
th' wor-rk he'd done in th' campalgn
an' 'twas all up with him. He c'u'dn't
ibr-reak bimsllf lv th' bad habit he'd
conthracted, an' he's r-run fr some
office In Iv'ry ellctlon since. He
lhraws sal'ry whin th' fellies ha
knows Is on top, an' whin they're not
he gets a bli be kltln' r-round th'
war-rd an' keepln' th' mln in line f r
Ur nlxt ellctlon,. Oho! he has It ba-ad.
t'r sure, an' 'tis th' same with most
Iv th' r-rest iv thlm that gets su-arted
that wa-ay. I tall ye, th' felly that
msiorc
TEMPTATION.
gets Into politics gin'rally belongs in
a feeble-minded inshtitute or Use In a
sanitaryum. He's th' victim iv a mi
crobe that takes hold iv th' ahtrong
est constitution an' ha-angs on tighter
than a wa-alkln' dillgate to a la-abor
union that pa-ays him fr makin'
throuble. 'Tis all wr-rong annyway.
Did ye Iver hear iv Cincinnati?"
"In Ohio?"
"Nlver a bit. mean Cincinnati,
th' ol' Roman."
"I guess you're thinking of the lata
Allen O. Thurman," suggested tha
"'Tell Elm,' Saya Cincinnati, Ba
Wa-ay lv Reply, P'r to Br-ring
th' Office Out to Me'. "
politician, whose historical knowledge
did not date back to the time of Cln-
ctnnatus.
" Tis fr you to guess wanst more,"
retorted Policeman Flynn. "I'm
thlnktn' Iv th' ma-an me glr-rl Mag'
gfo was talkln' about Whin he was
ellcted prlsldlnt lv Rome or mebbe
'twas may'r they had to go to his
far-rm fr to let him know, an' whin
they got there be was plowln' In a
Held. 'Tell him,' they says to his
hired ma-an, 'fr to come up to th'
house an' be ma-ade prlsldlnt' 'Tell
thlm,' says Cincinnati, be wa-ay lv re
ply, Tr to br-rlng th' office out tc
me. I have no time fr to go chastn'
afther it.' That's th' kind lv a ma-an
Cincinnati was. No settin' thlm up
fr th' byes, fr him, no hangln' on
th' tlllphone wires, no log-rollln' and
thrlckery, no manlpulatln' convin
tlons. 'If ye want me fr to ha-ave
th' goods,' says he, 'Bind them to me,
an' 111 luk thlm over an' tell ya
what I think lv thlm when I ha-ava
time.' "
"But what's all this got to do with
the aldermanlc election?" inquired tha
politician.
" 'Tis this wa-ay," replied Policeman
Flynn. "I'm goln' oat fr to do a lit
tle plowln' along me beat an' whin
ye ha-ave any political goods fr me,
ye can bring tbim to me there."
"You'll never get office that way In
these days,". asserted the politician.
"I suppose not" said Policeman
Flynn.
"You have to go after It," persisted
tha politician
"R-right ye are," admitted Police
man Flynn; "but there's wan thing
ye'U notice about ol' Cincinnati that's
mlssln' in th' fellies that r-runs fr
office now."
"What's that?"
"Th' politicians Iv that da-ay," said
Policeman Flynn, slowly, "th" prao
tlcal an' proflsslonal politicians, had
no chanst fr to assess him fr cam'
palgh lxplnses an' lead blm a wild
an' excltln chase fr two or three
months, an' thin ha-and him a gold
brick fr his time an' his money."
(Copyright. 1906, by Joseph U. Bowles.)
(Copyright, by the Century Co.)
WANTED TO KNOW.
Hlggs I had been in Boston only
two days when I bad a terrible chill,
Hoggs What was the girl's name?
Parisians in Paris.
How many Parisian people born In
Parts are there living in Paris at the
present time? According to the last
census about 36 per cent, of the total
population. Paris has the smallest
Indigenous poprlatlon of any Euro
pean capiUl. St. Petersburg has 40
per cent., Berlin 41 per cant, Vienna
45 per cent., London 65 per cent
United States Heads List
The United States, which. In 1904
ranked second aa aa export nation,
last year took first rank, and again
stands with tha record of selling mors
goods than any other country la tha
world.
11 OF I
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Gossip of Gotham Town
tnterestinf Bits of Newt Gathered
Phase of Co-operative Hooting to Be Tried Woman Given
High Post Farm Worth Millions in City.
recently, and embodies all additional Improvements that could be devised by
men of ununited means. Each of the tenants will have an available floor
space equal to that In a five-story residence. Their meals will be served from
a kitchen In the basement to either a general or private dining-room, as they
prefer, and every convenience of a modern hotel will bo at their disposal.
The studio buildings are apartment houses pure and simple, and, although
usually cooperative, each family, to quote the law defining multiple dwellings,
"does Its cooking on the premises," or, In other words, In Individual kitchens.
HIGH FEDERAL PLACE FOR WOMAN
Mrs. Mary Grace Quackenbos. one
York's best woman lawyers, has been appointed
special assistant United States district attorney
by Henry L. Stimson, United States attorney.
Mrs. Quackenbos is the first woman
attained so Important a position in the legal pro
fession. Her energy and thoroughness in Investi
gating peonage cases In the lumber and turpentine
camps of the south as representative of the "Heo
pie's Law Firm" brought to her the recognition of
the United States district attorney.
The first caso which Mrs. Quackenbos will
prosecute will be that of Slgmund S. Schwartz,
proprietor of a New York employment bureau,
charged with having Induced men to accept K)sl
tions In the peonage districts under many glow
ing promises.
Mrs. Quackenbos rise In the profession has
been remarkable. Admitted to the
1904, she has In two years figured in several celebrated cases. Perhaps the best
known of these was the case of Mrs. Antoinette Tolla, murderess, of Kings
land, N. J., whom she saved from the callows. On March 9. three days before
Mrs. Tolla was to hang, Mrs. Quackenbos, after a week's effort, Inrlured the
board of pardons of New jersey to commute the death sentence to seven and
one-half years imprisonment
REAL FARM IN HEART OF CITY.
valuable
tains only
the carpet
offers for
This
said:
one to help
to make
raise green corn, string beans and potatoes, all of which I sell to people llv
lng in the vicinity, except that which I keep for my own use. Everybody
seems to think that the stuff I raise
taev nut-chase in the markets. Indeed,
ina- anion the city's tall buildings that
my little farm. There Is one man who comes here every day, when the sweet
corn gets large enough, to obtain his supply. Ten minutes after the corn Is
picked he has It cooking in a pot on his kitchen stove. Fresh vegetables are
his hobby."
IMMIGRANT WHO ACCUMULATED A FORTUNE.
Over at 253 Graham avenue. Brooklyn, an
aged father and mother, two sisters and a brother
are bewailing the death of Jakey Kaplan, as he
was familiarly known to pretty nearly all in the
Brownsville section. About five years ago he left
the province of Courland in Russia, taking passage
to America with no other asset than a little rea
bundle and an abundance of energy and ambition.
He did not know a word of English when he
landed at Ellis Island. The Hebrew Aid society
released him and gave him a small sum of money.
With that he bought a basket and a small stock
of shoestrings, collar buttons ,and other notions
and thus equipped he started a successful business
career. Within a year ho had saved enough to
bring his old father and mother, two sisters and
brother to this country. When they came ho
rented a house at 253 Graham avenue, Brooklyn,
and it took every cent he had left to meet the
first month's rent. After that, all the members of the family worked at some
thlng and In a few months the shop Into which ho had turned a pint of tho
house was the storehouse for a considerable stock of dry goods and notions,
from which his pushcart and his brothers were supplied
Business prospered and a friend
family owned 110,000 In real eBtate and other assets. All this Jakey hai
done by the time he was 21, but the hard work told on his strength, run
typhoid pneumonia took a fatal hold on
was held from the little dwelling and
was a steady stream of friends of acquaintances, young and old, who went to
pay their last tribute to his memory.
POLICE ARE 8LAVE8 OF A BABY.
that he wanted a drink of water nnd a couple of
cops on reserve made a rush to wait on him. When the tot drank his (111 ho
let the dipper fly and caught Policeman Sullivan over the eye. He laughed
in glee when he saw the cop rubbing his sore spot and straightway bawled for
all ho was worth until the dipper was handed back to htm. A second timo
he let It rip and It crashed through a window of tho back room.
Seeing that he had done some destruction, he appeared to be l.appy for
awhile, but once his eyes rested upon the checkers and dominoes on the table
be slid off the bunch and toddled ovvr. The big cops didn't like the interrup
Vtm of the game, but there was nothing to do but quit then and there. Sain
ton gathered all the checkers and dominoes together and then let loose a
fusillade. Laughing and chuckling, he threw every one at the cops, who
dodged and fled from the room.
Left alono, Samson toddled across the room and kicked over every cus
pidor, overturned benches and chairs and with a mighty effort tipped the
heavy table. Tho sergeant, hearing the racket, rushed In and Just nailed
Samson In the act of hurling a brush through a pane of glass. The cous were
accused of cowardice for not standing their ground and the doorman was
threatened with charges. Two bluecoats were detailed to watch the young
ater, while tho others were set to work straightening out the disordered room.
by Oar CorrespondentNew
NEW YORK. Within a short time a unique
example of the cooperative apartment house, tin
like any heretofore erected in this city, will be
ready for occupancy. This Is the luxurious "pri
vate hotel" at 11, 13 and IS East Forty-fifth street,
which has been erected by a corporation known
as the Home Club. Only six families will occupy
the Immense structure, those of Wilbur C. Fink
and Pliny Flsk, the principal stockholders In the'
club, and four others whose names have not been
revealed.
As the first cooperative apartment house con
taining all the features of a high-class hotel ever
built In this city, the structure has attracted much
attention from- tliose wealthy New Yorkers who
would eliminate housekeeping cares but. dislike
hotel or the usual apartment house life. The
structure is the natural evolution of the numerous
large studio buildings that have been planned
LAWYER.
of New
who has
bar In July.
Between Ninety-fourth and Ninety-fifth
streets, on West Knil avenue, Is one of the most
farms in the world. To be sure it con
one acre, but that acre Is worth more
than 11,000,000. It is owned by Eugene Hlgglns,
manufacturer, who has resisted all
Its purchase.
wee farm is leased for a nominal sum to
Henry West, a steady, hard-working man, who
lives in a little rustic cottage perched on the side
of a miniature hill. Behind H rises a tall apart
ment house, which late In the afternoon throws
Its shadow over the farm. Mr. West, who has
been cultivating this plot of ground for 25 years,
"Although my little place contains only an
acre. It keeps me busy all summer. 1 have no
me I do the work alone, and manage
every Inch of the ground productive.
is 100 per cent, better than that which
it is such a novelty to see crops grow
people come long distances to Inspect
of the family told a reporter (hut the
him. ending In his death. The funeni
both before and after the hour there
Tho officials of the Children's society breathed
a sigh of relief when they got rid of a two-year -old
baby boy who was on their hands for two weeks
recently. There have been hundreds of two-year-olds
in the society rooms since the organization
was founded, but none ever compared with the
little unknown who made things so lively that
there wasn't an hour's pearo while lie at.uycd In
the place.
On tho night of October 4 little Samson, as
he was quickly called, was found In Corlears llook
park, where he had been ahandoneil. He -.vus
turned over to a cop, who took blm to the Delan
cey street pollen station. Thence he was whipped
to the Children's society. He was a pretty little
youngster, with light hair, big blue eyes and lair
complexion, and hn was fairly well dressed.
Although unable to talk, he made I;, known
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By L. G.
(Copyright, 1906, by
I was an unwilling witness of that
most Idyllic of love scenes In a garden
that was In itself an idyll.
The murmur of voices from the
path, immediately out-ldo the en
trance to the pergola, whero I was
lounging, was the first Intimation I
received that someone besides myself
had discovered this fragrant corner of
that most lovely garden.
It was a man's volco that spoke
first, In French, eager. Impetuous, and,
as I Imagined, youthful.
"Beloved," he said, "is It true? Are
you sure? Will love be enough?"
"Enough?" Tho answer evidently
came from a girl; tho tones were so
fresh, so clear, but with a penetrating
sweet nes in them. "If you knew how
glnd how glad I am that I am free
to choose love, to follow my heart!
Love Is enough."
The last words wore very simply
said, but they held a depth of mean
ing that made my foolish old heart
give a leap of sympathy.
"But you give up so much," he snld
doubtfully. "I tako everything; the
sacrifice Is all yours."
"Sacrifice!" she cried, a ring of glnd
pride In her voice. "Do you think I
caro for rank and nil that rank brings?
I am glnd I was born too late to have
to wear a crown that Is so thorny so
thorny," she repeated almost drenm
ily. "I am freo to give myself to you.
Sacrifice?" she laughed softly. "There
is no sacrifice In going Into Pnradlse."
As she spoke those words, the two
paused In their walk along the path.
and through the delicate wisteria and
banksin leaves I caught a glimpso of
them both.
They were young, but there wns no
Immaturity or lack of purpose In
cither fnce.
"Beloved," he sa:d, ond his voice
shook, "will you never regret all that
you will loso if you come into Paradlss
with me?"
' "Never," she snld quietly. "To en
ter pnrndise with you, Armund, that is
enough." And she turned her beauti
ful face to his and let him kiss ber
softly on the lips.
I caught my breath as they turned
away.
Standing that evening on tho ter
race of the hotel watching u rose-colored
sunset behind tho grcit pilo of
Monte Rosa, 1 saw the girl eguln. She
was walking across tho garden, an
elderly ludy on one side of her, the
young man on tho other.
"Do you aee thut girl?" a hotel ac
quaintance asked eagerly.
I nodded.
"She Ib a rreat personage, in spite
of her simple dress and manners. She
Is the Princess Theresa, daughter of
(and ho named the king of a well
known and flourishing little kingdom).
"But for the fate which has given
her two elder Bisters, Bhe would bo
heir to the throne; she has no
brothers. As It Is, I fancy It looks
as if she intended to renounce all
regal rights and be happy In her own
way with the young fellow beside
her."
Two years later, as I wns Journey
ing homewards from a long tour In
tho East, which hud taken me far out
of reach of nil newspapers or tidings
of tho western world, I resolved to
stay for a night or two In n town on
my route which. It ho happened, was
tho capital of that kingdom where the
Princess Theresa's father reigned as
king.
My thoughts naturally enough Hew
hack to her as ! drove through the
quaint Hiid picturesque town, and a
vivid picture of ber as I had lust seen
her arose before my eyes. As 1 drove,
I became awu that the Bt reels were
gaily decorated with lliius vud f'.owerii.
ami that people's faces wore an mi
iisiiiiI look of festivity ami rejoicing.
'What is happening?" I asked of my
driver. "IS this a national festival, or
tho anniversary of some great vic
tory?" "The gentleman does not know?" he
said. "Our princess la to be married
to-morrow the crown princess, the
heir to the throne, be It understood,"
he went on for the further enlighten
ment cif my dull fore'gn iindTsinuil
lng. "She marries our nelghber, Prince
Frederick, nnd we rejoice."
"to," 1 reflected, "th Princess The
resa's eldest sister was to lie married,
und no doubt tho younger princess
herself would be at the wedding."
then and then- revolted that. I would
make nt least an effort to see some
thing of the morrow's ceremony.
The town was ustlr bet lines, and 1
was astir with the town to take my
place as near as might be to the stops
of the film cathedral In which 1 learned
the weddlns was to tunc place.
I found myi-eir well amused watch
ing the guests stream ! to the build
ing, listening I" the con meets of the
populace, ami learning frem my neigh
bors who was this grunde", ami who
that. Then nt hist a murmur ran
roiiiM?: "Tl'e royal household is com
ing." and I craned fo 'v.-ard with the
rest to watch the lords and ladles in
waiting pass up the steps. Once I
Blurted lolently, for I saw a face I
knew, bu'. a lace grown from youth to
manhood since I had seen It last tho
face of the man called Armand. And.
as well as the youth, all the gladness
had gone out of it; it was r.trong and
pure as ever, but Infinitely rn.il; and J
wondered.
Next thero came, a pause, then a
blare of trumpets, a great .hout from
the multitude a pealing volume of
sound from tho organ, anil out of it
magnificent state carriage, Into the
MOBERLY
Joseph Ji. Ilnwli s.)
sunshine on the steps, there came,
lennlng on the old king's arm, a tall
form in trailing white garments, her
diamonds Hashing till she seemed to
move in a blaze of light.
And when I saw the face of tho
bride, I caught my breath and uttered
a low exclamation, for the fuco under
tho bridal veil was not tho face of a
stranger. I looked once again upon
the face of tho girl I had seen walk
ing with her lover In the garden at
sunset time the girl who had eutered
into Paradise with Armnud!
Tho same, yet not the name! Tho
exquisite contour was there still; thu
eyes, blue and deep as the sky over
head; the beautiful curves of mouth
and chin; the gleaming hair. But tho
coloring. Instead of making me think
of apple blossoms In spring, was
white, white as a statue; and tho radi
nnce was all gone! The face was set
and still as though carved out of mar.
hie, lovely beyond words, but cold with
a coldness that frore my heart.
She passed Into the building with
thut free, stately step 1 remembered,
then I turned with a question to a man
behind me.
"Yes that Is the crown princess
now. Her elder sisters both died.
Yes it was Bad. very sad. They said
tho young Prltifess Theresa had been
about to resign her royal rank, to wed
for love; but her Bisters had died,
and she bad become her father's heir
and well, of course, it was easily to
be seen that she must wed the son of
a royal house," und so on, nnd so on.
I waited to hear no more, I could
not. bear to see that beautiful cold faco
again.
H was n tiny churchyard on a hill
side in Switzerland. Below it tho
waters of tho lake shimmered In the
sunshine, above Its terraces arose
vineyard above vineyard, till they
were lost In the woods that hung upon
the sides of the great brooding moun
tains. I walked slowly along I lie little
paths among the graves, reading the
names of the dead who lay in their
peaceful resting place amongst the
roses. '
All at once my slow steps were ar
reted; a few feet In front of me t
saw a woman in black and alone.
kneeling beside a grave over which
was n trellis work covered with white
bnnks1i roses
Yes, oh, yes, there was no mistaking
her beautiful features. Though years
had gone by, they bad not dimmed ber
loveliness; nnd though her eyes sbono
through a mist of tears, their color
wns still the same wonderful deep
blue.
Tha grave Vas marked only by n
simple stone. No date wns upon It;
no text; there were r.o wreuths upon
the simple grass plot. Only It was
wrapped about by tho trailing branch-
lr
t-ilH" ft iJ en--T.l.'.Walirj
"Armand au re voir!"
cs of the rose, whowc p ti'.'s had made
a pure white maiillo upon the pruss;
and the three words upon the lit 111
atone seeuieil to mo the most ;i.thetlo
I hail ever read -
"Armund au revolr!"
I have Keen her once since then, a
clowned iK'i'ii and tier people's idol.
Kho was driving along t.ie strcetH of
her capital, her little ion by ber Bide;
she wa:i dr.'ssed all in white, and ber
loveliness was something to dream of
ami remember. I thought I bad neve.
seen a Hinlle more Infinitely sweet;
mid yet the sadness In her eyes
hriught a ri'lut before my own.
For a moment the street, the peoplo
about me, the swlflly rolllir.; carriage,
lie led from my sight. !i lead 1 saw a
far-away garden, fragrant with tho
scent of pale, whiterln (lowers and
banksia n.H.:;; radiant with Minshiue,
full of i he s ings of birds the glory
of Bpring. I iiuw the face of u girl,
gla I with a v onderful new gladness;
I heard u vi ne, the most soft and
musical it h:is 'ever been my lot to
iienr before or r.lnc". s::y gently
"To ent r Paradise with you, Ar
mand. that Is 'iioii;h.
The vl ilon faded, another took Its
place
A hillside cemetery; the deep, stilt
lako, tho brooding tnountffins "roses,
roBCH all tha way" and a 'it!e grave
amongst them, a gravo whes simplo
ntone bop..'s enly thoje three hort
words
"Armand au rovoi : '
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