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GREAT SWINDLERS
An International llunco (iuui
That Did Not Work.
HUNDREDS ON THEIR LIST
Trick? Scheme* which were Worked oi
IheCrcilulou*- JflnUtrr Taylor's Life a
WndrJil vras .lla<le a IlurUcit ou Accoau
of Tlicm?Ou the i'uihctlc Lif-'flier
Cuban Patriot,* LonJr UaPfib
Urtuil a IIIk hum of .Houry.
New York Herald: One of the eolii
German-American citizens of Haiti
more, Md? is William Haumgarten
When his parents brought him to Amer
lea from Hanover, Germany, he wa
only nine years old, and they left behlm
numerous cousins and uncles and aunt
who, probably, in a few years, wer
scattered all over the fare of the hab
liable globe. His parents were pooi
but they gave their son a good educa
tion, and in time William Uaumgartei
became an apprentice to his lather ii
the business of engruving and the mak
ing of seals. In the hurry of making .
living many of the relatives who wer
left behind were lost sight of, and thi
is important to this story. .Mr. Bauin
garten cast his lot with the confederacy
during the civil war, but soon rai
the blockade and got north again, am
devoted his attention to business mor
' closely than ever.
Air. Haumgarten entered his store on
morning late in January and proceeded
to onen his mail. There was one squar
envelope with the lot which had a for
elgn postage stump, and bo re the post
murk of Valencia, Spain. J3eing i
maker of stamps Mr. iiaumgarten It
also a collector of stamps, and he ton
off the corner of the envelope to whirl
the stump adhered and dropped It Jnt<
a corner of his drawer for safe keeping
Mr. Baumgarten then unfolded the let
ter and began to read it. It was i
strange story which the letter told, it
English which hnd a Spanish twist ti
It, that made it read singularly quaint
It was dated "Castle Fort of Valen
ci?, February 14, 181)7," and was ad
dressed to ".Mr. William Baumgarten
My dear sir," and the writer proceede<
to tell his story.
He didn't have the honor to know thi
person he was addressing, but his dea<
wife, Caroline, In mentioning the indl
viduals of her family, had praised th<
honesty and good qualities of him hi
was writing to. He was writing, there
fore, for the first und possibly for thi
last time to one whose aid he was abou
to solicit and whose protection he wa:
about to solicit for his only daughter
who was also Mr. Baumgarten's nltce
This daughter was for the present safi
in the College Anglo-Spanish of Li
Estrella.
Then came an injunction to secrecy
The writer was watched by his enemies
The most significant portion of the let
ter must not be divulged.
The letter writer in the castle for1
of Valencia proceeded to relate how hi
had been secretary and treasurer fo
Martinez Campos In Cuba and had en
Joyed the confidence of that illustrlou:
man. He had invested his capital It
public land transactions in the hop*
that he could make a brilliant positloi
for his daughter, whom he fondlj
loved. All went well until Campos wa)
succeeded by Weyler. The Writer wai
unable to return with his patron t<
Spain, and, not being willing to set
Cuba ruled uy an auver?ui>y m pom>v0
he Joined the rebellion. He was betray
ed and compelled to fly to England
taking with him ?38,000 In money
While living In London he receive*
news of the death of his wife. Knowlm
his daughter was alone and in despair
he decided to visit Spain and get his
daughter to move to New York to live
The writer then proceeded to detai
how he had deposited tus ?3S,0o0 in tin
I?ndon bank, taking against it a cor
tlflcate of deposit, payable to bearer
Anyone who held this document coulc
draw the money. Even the owner o:
the money could not draw it without it
This document was concealed in a se>
cret recess of the writer's portmanteau
which the keenest eyes cannot find out
Then the writer started for Spain. H<
ami arrested. He wni
WUfl iKUbumu u..~
tried ftt Cartagena and convicted. Ills
sentence was eighteen years penal servitude
In the Castle of Valencia. Wher
he was arrested his baggage was seized
Thus his portmanteau, containing th<
sight draft for ?38,000 in its secret com
partment, was In the hands of the authorities.
The baggage was held to b<
sold at a given time to pay the costs oi
prosecution. If the costs of the prose
cation were paid the embargo would b<
raised, and the baggage could bo claimed
by the prisoner's family or friends
If not, the portmanteau with its secre:
would pass into the hands of strangers
The letter was long and rambling ant
Its allusion to the dire straits of th<
daughter were almost incoherent. Jlei
name was given as Emily. If J3aumgarten
woulu consent to receive Kmilj
at his house he would see to it tba
when the money was taken from tin
bank a part of it would go to the daugh
ter's kind protector. Thus the lettei
concluded:
"As it is prohibited to me to receive
any direct public correspondence, I ex
pect you will send your letter under twe
envelopes, the one Inside to my nam*
and the one outside to the name nf tht
servant of my protector, the chaplain o
this castle, who is our confidential man
I trust t<? your discretion the future o
my darling daughter, meanwhile I re
main yours faithfully,
"MATEO SANTOS."
Th*> address given for letters to b<
addressed to on the outside envelop*
was "Mr. Itamon Soriano Gullleni So
rolio, Valencia, Spain/'
II.
Mr. Ilniimnnrtrn llnliln to llelp tin
l'rl?oiirr in V*Ioh Iji
The remainder of that January daj
was filled with perplexity for Willlan
Baumgarton.
Mr. IJautngarten took the letter homi
and consulted with his family. I
aroused much interest there and mucl
indignation against Spain. Mr. Tbium
garten called attention to the fact tha
the letter spoke of the unfortunate Km
ily as his niece, when It was imposslbli
that he should havo a niece of whon
he had never heard.
"Possibly it is one of the cousins o
whom we long since lost track." mom
toers of his family argued. "Possibly on>
of them married thin Spaniard, am
made inquiries about you. from time i.
time, while you have been ?o bus;
making stamps and ih."
Anytvny, to answer the letter wo?b
do no harm, and It would be hotter t?
err on the side of humanity, If an errn
It were.
Accordingly, Mr. llatirng.irten sent In
following inter, which Is ch/iractorititi
of the man:
"IIALTIMOUE, Feb, 2, 119?.
"Mr. Mateo Santos, Fort Valencia,
"MY IiF.All Sllc-Your iincxj^ct.
letter duly received, ami, nftf ? .blv t
your r<-(|ue?t, hasten to reply, | jia*.
r/jted carefully all your letter confalnei
/And pejlined the same wJth a great den
of Interest, and, ih an American cltl
f.en flrrenpeetiv? of the relatlotishi
which map <xl?t bat own ii*>, you hav
my heartfelt sympathy in your cli?tr
lirtnu ? fnihrr in} < 11 I fully Ajipwiui
the anslety y.,u have nh.iiit ymi
daughter, and In allay the same I wll
willingly arid ? he. i fully do nil u it hi
tny power < ? proh-ri tour dutiful.
wh<ti she arrlv. ? he,, i will h.
to rnv* hoiis". I, ;iv ' l| n* triv wife .in
children, will male it romfiirtobls r.,
her and extend to her a hearty woloom
til will take the pla< < ??f pan nt? f?
|| Hon in our i?nv. r, Now, n. to m
rtdutloriflilp to your d<ar deceii-wd wiM
1 I would state that I was not aware tha:
she wa.ii my cousin, Having emigrated
? from Hanover when but nine yvura old,
1 have Ion sight of the location* of my
relatives, but In order to leave no doubt
s as to my identity, and to whom you
have addressed your communication. I
herein enclose a clipping from a monthly
paper, giving my biography. Awaiting
your further communications and
trusting that this may r^ach you safely,
I am, youra respectfully,
\V. JML'JVl 3ARTENY*
14 This letter Mr. liaumjearten put in an
i envelope addressed to Mr. Karnon Sorli
ano. Guillem Sorulla, Valencia, as he
had been advised to do, and he and his
family awaited with curiosity the out
come of this remarkable correspondence.
III.
1 Tlie Unhappy Santna Plan* a Way for Ilia
Daughter'* ltclief.
Nothing was heard from the dying
prisoner In the fortress at Valencia until
March. Then one day the mail
? lmo. in rh? Ktoro of the ma
J KIUUMUI lb ivnn ... .... .. ...
s ker of seals, In the same sort of envelL'
ope, bearing the foreign postmark. On^
" can readily Imagine the eagerness with
which Mr. Ilaumgarten opened the envelope
and perused the twisted English
11 .sentence. It was a letter from Muteo
U Santos, and was again dated the Castle
* Fort of Valencia.
"Very agreeable has been to me (the
j! prisoner wrote) Just in these sad and
trying moments, your esteemed letter.
Thanks to th^ goodness and soft heart
n of you, 1 shall die satisfied, relying upI
on the future of my daughter, who will
q have a strong and kind protector with
you to make her lead a happy life. Poor
f. daughter of mine! For Clod's sake, I bel
fli tch you not to abandon the poor ort;
phan, and this may be the worthiest ac
Hon you may do in this world."
The unhappy Santos, writing in his
i dungeon cell, with the assistance of his
h friend, the chaplain, then proceeded to
fi relate the progress of events, He felt his
? strength fall when most In want of it.
J All on account of his daughter. He
. feared death would take from her him
- who loved her so dearly and was of so
little value to her. lit* would be sorry
* to leave tills life for fear the enemies
1 he has will prosecute her. All he usked
was to be able to rescue her fortune and
" to bo auie 10 rewuru wi? mvun ??? ?*"
pected from him and his family. In
the hope of doing this ho would,through
1 his protector, the chaplain, Guame M.
Antonio Hueso Harroso, call on a noi
tary and rauke his lust will in such a
way us to use it in the exceptional situ~
ation ho then found himself.
a Ho pointed out how Mr. Baumgarten
_ already knew his secret, which he eni>
Joined him scrupulously to guard. "Int
side the smallest of the portmanteaus
s kept by the Tribunal of Cartagena, se t
quostered there, is a secret Impossible to
be found by any one unacquainted with
e It. Inside of this is the bank document
i which the bank handed me as a guarantee,
payable to the bearer, for the
. amount of ?38,000. Once you are in
. possession of this document it will bo
easy for you to realize the money. I will
dispose of it In the will, but without
t mentioning where It Is deposited, or the
a amount, na It is enough you should
f know It."
Above all things Mr. Baumgarten wa3
3 tiot to let himself be known in Spain.
1 Nor was ho to engage anybody on his
side to take steps in the Tribunal lit
J Cartagena to raise the embargo on the
' luggage. The future retirement of Em*
lly must be unknown, both for Mr.
1 Haumgarton's tranquility and her own.
I Only one thing was needed, the practlc5
al support of sending over the necessary
; amount to the chaplain, Mr. Antonio
Hueso, to pay the Tribunal, so that the
' luggage containing the secret, now held
j for costs, could be released.
"As soon as the mentioned portman'
teaus will be In your power," continued
J Santos, "you will proceed to break carefully
the bottom of tho smallest one,and
j from a capacity the bank document you
i will pick uj) and some papers of no imi
porta nee. Already I feel myself without
strength when I am most in want of
I it to Insist upon beseeching you to take
t my daughter away from my powerful
enemies, who will have revenge upon
her after my death, should they find out
tho existence of the money I leave to
her,"
All that was necessary. Mr. Santos Insisted,
was for Mr. Baumgartcn to send
OCT ri. mnnnv tn wiv tho COSlS.
* This was what the law enacted. But
1 what did life costs amount to?a mere
nothing: compared with ?38,000. The
? Rev. .Mr. Antonfo Hueso was poor.
" Therefore,send him the money he might
write for.
' The reply to this letter was to be sent
_ as usual to Ramon Soriano, the con"
fldential man of Chaplain Hueso.
Mr. Baumgarten now had something
more to ponder over. Here was an Intl1
mation that money was to be needed.
What did that mean?
! IV.
{ K I)rnIII, ii Will, a Photograph anil Plea
for Money.
r Mateo Santos died in his cell on Feb[
ruary 27, 1S97, at 2 o'clock In the inorn.
lug. Mr. Baumgarten did not know It
r until near the middle of March. Then
% came a letter from the Rev. Antonio
; Hueso, announcing the melancholy fact,
and Mr. Baumgarten was deeply affect;
ed.
The priest enclosed n note from Sanf
tos, which he wrote Just after making
his will, and jti t before expiring. In
i this letter he commended his child to
. the care of-Mr. Baumgarten. and announced
that he had made Mr. Baumgarten
executor of his estate and had
r? bequeathed one-fourth of his estate to
? Mr. Baumgarten and $1,000 to the chap
lain.
The chaplain, who wrote over the
name of Antonio Hueso Barroso, dated
his letter March 1. He had Just come
e from the funeral ?>f his unfortunate
friend, who, he hop'd, had found rest at
, last. He announced that Mr. Baumgar\
ten had been appointed guardian and
testamentary executor of tiantos'
u daughter, and that he had made his
l daughter his heiress, leaving for Mr.
x Baumgarten, provldlnn he accepted the
. guardianship, one-fourth of the estate,
t And he hnd appointed the chaplain tea.
tamentnry executor In order to have a
c legal representative for the fatherless
i girl before the eourt of law when application
was made for the recovery of
? the sequestered baggage.
The chaplain said he would now pro?
coed to Cartagena to appear before the
:1 court to ascertain what payment must
i be made to recover th?* baggage. in
/ the meantime the will would not be
published for f< ar it would put Santos'
1 powerful cnemle < on the went. How9
ever, ho would forward u copy of che
r will.
All this threw Mr. Baumgarten off
r> his guard. He had expected ii demand
c for money and none had been made,
The Hpnnlsb folks were nil apparently
ill right. Ho on March 1 r? he wrote to
Chaplain Antonio Hueso Barroso a letter,
expressing sympathy for the fath?
t ries* child and accept I nu Hi" guard"
lanshlp of t)i" girl, lie hoped the chap"
lain would Iomi no lime In effecting the
' rep ;inf Hanf' ' linggaga and In ae?
1 compnnylng the daughter to the sheltering
roof <?f his bouse, lie udtuohlnti1
i d the chaplain to bring everything,not
omitting the sm diet article, bervmse II
might contain that which was necsmtiv
fo mrry oul Iho wishes of Iho doceased,
Mr, BflUfngnrtcn said lie would
(iwnif with Intorent tho Arrival of th"
will, but with evi-n greater Interest
ul I await the rnftllbg of the clijplulii
and hlf ward.
In dii" Hfin- - inie a < npy of the In* I
will m:i<I ' 'lament of Mateo Manto*
Queinda And a tranilatlon Into IBngllsh
It pi"\' ?! to be .i dl M"i 11loll of |'i"
il i"l inn m' fm 111r i i hi. ii i i nli ii ly
, dti.' i II" -I, One fourth of ihu estate!
was left to William liaumgarten. This
meant that Mr. Uaumgurton was to receive
about 150,000 for his sc-rvices.
The will was accompanied by a letter
from the chaplain in which he details!
hla visit to Cartagena to aee about the
all-Important baggage. The baggage
was still held for costs and would be
hold for a short space of time. Then, if
the amount claimed were not forthcoming
the property would he sold and the
fortune of ?38,000 would be lost. Mr.
Uaumgarten must, therefore, at once
send the amount claimed by the court,
and also enough for the travelling expenses
of the chaplain and the girl from
Spain to Baltimore. The amount must
be sent in a check or bank notes, and,
above all things, Mr. Uaumgarten must
not say a word about It to any one, aa
Santos* enemies were looking for his
fortune. The amount needed was $929,
in addition to travelling expenses.
Then came a letter, on deep mourning
paper, from the daughter of the
dead man. She hail Just heard of her
father's death and was greatly distressed.
Still, she was grateful to the dear
relative who had consented to be a
father to her, and was ready to start for
I his honorable house whenever the chapI
lain was ready. It was a very pretty
letter, in an awkward, schoolgirl hand,
and the writer enclosed her photo
| graph. She also signed herself, very
prettily, "Emily Santos Baumgarten."
Mr. Baumgarten hesitated a long
I time. More than once he was on the
| point of sending the money asked for.
Finally he consuilte<1 his attorney, Ju!
lius H. Wyman, of No. 343 Courtland
street, Baltimore. Mr. Wyman advised
that he test the accuracy of some of the
statements made to him.
Accordingly Mr. Uaumgarten spent
j about $50 in cabling. He sent a mesi
sage to Consul General Lee, asking for
information about Mateo Santos.
| Consul General Lee cabled back:
| "Spanish authorities know nothing of
uny person named Mateo Santos. That
[ name does not appear on their* records
as secretary and treasurer of Campos."
The persons Mr. Baumgarteu had
! been negotiating with, were clearly
frauds. Mr. Baumgarten congratulated
himself on his foresight. Then in due
(time the mail brought him a note from
Minister Ha mils Taylor, at Madrid, sayi
' ** , ?' C>' V?
?,? ?* > ^3
Ing that the persons were undoubtedly
frauds, because one hundred other Inquiries
had been made for them.
A REVOLUTION IMPENDS.
Complrlng Against tlx Comfort of Chair
Warmers*
Chicago Chronicle: The action of the
hotelmen's association In deciding: to do
away with the chairs In the rotundas of
the hostelrles will cause nothing- short
of a social revolution among that large
class of men known as "chair-warmers."
It Is Intended to leave a few divans
and arm chairs In the halls and
rotundas, but the scores of comfortable
and Inviting seats which prove so attractive,
summer and winter, for hundreds
of men, will be done away with.
Those whose business does not take
them frequently Into city hotels have
little Idea of the uso which Is made of
these articles of furniture by the chairwarmers.
The chalrwarmer Is a unique
personage. No one knows Just where
he comcs from or where he lives when
he Is not In his accustomed chair. Almost
Invariably the chalrwarmer Is a
map of luxuriant whiskers, and an unerring
expectorant alin. He Is usually
anywhere from thirty-live to seventy
years of age, and his politics varies
with the hotel which he honors with his
presence, lie appears ot his post almost
as Foon as the porters have cleaned
the ottlce In the morning, and he remains
until about midnight, but sometimes
he stays all night, especially
when he encounters some one whose
Views on the"money question do not coincide
with his own. After he has selected
a hotel he chooses a particular
chair, and hangs to It with great tenacity.
No guest of the house can appropriate
it during the temporary absence
of the chalrwarmer without nurrenderIng
It promptly on his return. lie scans
the register for friends who never come,
and he consumes the toothpicks and
matches and stationary of the house us
though ho had taken the most expensive
suite on the parlor floor far fix months.
Often he enters the dining-room as the
guest of some one whose acquaintance
he has picked up In the rotunda, and
whom he Impresses bv his manners to
the waiters ns the chief guest of the
place. The reader can now have a faint
Idea what effect the aetlon of tho hardhonrt"d
hotelmen will aave upon the
faithful chalrwarmer. Itobbed of his
occupation and Ills favorite chair, what
will become of him?
DEATH OF AN ORPHAN BIRD.
A ('lilrkrn Commlllril Milrlilr llrcnimn II
.frulrni of n <I1I<I<111.
Hi. Louis Republic: Thero Is crrpe
hanging from the buttonhole of Kreddle,
the office boy In the ltcpuhllc composing
roomi Ills chicken Is dead and ho refuses
to be comforted.
Fred'n chicken was a child of fa to and
hnd a past more interesting than an Artist's
model or the Coney Inland iotibrotto
whose papa lives on Fifth avenue. Chick
wn? brought Into the Republic olllce
one night About n month ago by a prof-)
?lonal egg randier, who ewore oil n
stack of Whirs (hat he found Jt in n
11 egfl i that had boon shipped to
HI. I.oiils fr.tni sOUthtvst MUourl, This
Juvenile future ? ??? layer was adopted hy
Freddie, who took It homo and fixed ui?
;i nh<- little ii f0r it in of)(. cmntr of
his room. Kvsry day he fed the blid on
Mollln's foo11 and malted milk, and ns it
throve and grew hi weight; ?<? r||i| it
grow In wb'doti). II lenrtied in follow
Freddie it boll I, and whenever It wanted
myllilng would chirp out, Two nhort
pe.'jia and a long one meant that tho
( hl'k was litiiiKi) Ope lung peep m fa lit
nothing in particular, and novon long
peepg in -ant Just seven tini'M as much
Tho ?hit k committed suloido, Froddle
I won't ii11 in 11 m? in Hi li to the ivpoiter, but
It's a fact nevertheless, and the circumstance*
uro these: When the chick was
first domiciled in hia new home he was
! "the whole thing." As soon as FreddU?
| got home he would make a bee line for
the chick. The first thing he would see
! in the morning was the same chick, and
tht> bird was pleased.
I It had a habit of Hying up on the bed
In the morning and getting close to Freddie's
ear would keep up a continual peep,
peftp, until the lad would awake, and if
he did not get home as early an he should
the chick was worried and would (ret
and fume in a barnyard sort of a way
until he did come. Yesterday Freddie
went home with a pigeon under his arm.
He was an hour late, and the chick was
on the window sill watching for his return,
tv? he had often done before. When
lie saw the pigeon under reddle's arm
he was puzzled. Did it mean a new
favorite? Was Master Thick to be a
l.ack number ? one of the has-beens?
Thick didn't know, but h? divined that
the pigeon's coming marked his downfall.
The window sill where he was
| standing was in the second story, and
| while Freddie was looking deliberately
ut him that chick maae a leap into space.
He made an attempt to work his wings,
and Freddie says It closed its eyes a* the
descent began. Ai any rate It struck
I the ground, n.s the new reporter would
eay, with a dull, sickening: thud.
| And so chick died of love like the little
i tom-tlt who aat by th* river and san^:
| "Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow."
The Hmallnt City.
St. Louis Republic: John De SaJme
I bears the unique distinction of being
mayor of the .smallest city in the world,
lie Is the chief executive of Penton, a
beautiful little hamlet on the picturesque
Meramac river, fifteen inlles to the south
and west of St. Louis.
There are less than 100 people In Penton,
yet it has been an incorporated city
for more than twenty years. And during
that time it has grown considerably.
When It was first incorporated there
were less than 45 inhabitants in the entire
place.
It is the only city of its size, In all
probability, in the world that Is Incorporated
and has a mayor and a full
quota of city officials.
None of the city official* of this unique
Englishman?Blast me!
Miss Amerlcus (demurely)?Why, are y<
little place are paid salaries. Instead
they recelvb err tain feea for the performance
of certain duties. It has been a
long time since any of them collected
any money, and even the city marshal,
who constitutes the entire police force
of the city has not made a cent out of
his Job for w/meth1ng like three years.
No arrests are made in Fenton, and It
has been so long since the 'squire had a |
case mac wncn tne last magistrate uiou
simin yearn ago it was not thought worth
while to elect his successor.
There has not been a prisoner In the
city Jail for more than five years, and
tbe structure has been allowed to degenerate
into a plfr pen. where a drove of
hog* now make their home.
There Is no politics In Fenton--at least
not in so far as municipal elections go.
And, for that matter, there have been no
elections for a decade.
There never has been a defalcation In
Fenton. Fred Wehmeycr was detailed
by the board of control to keep the books
of the corporation, and the public fund*
raised by taxation was expended by the
mayor In person, by and with the consent
of the board.
Joner" Snvril Hill.
Philadelphia Press: It was nbout ?
o'clock in th? afternoon that the sheriff
of Pucks county rode up to Pill Hooper's
cabin at the foot of the mountain to arrest
the man on a warrant charging him
with stealing corn. Mill's wife sat in
th?> open door with a pipe in her mouth,
and as the officer came along she Inquired:
"Bain Davis, you are Just the man 1
wanted to see. I've heard you talk u
heap nbout the Rible, and I want to ax
you If you really bflleve that story about
Joner and the whale?"
"Of course I do," was the roply?"of
course. Is Pill around home to-day?"
"How big a man was Joner?" persisted
the woman.
"'Pout as big as I am. I reckon. Did
you say 1 till was off huntln'?"
"And did the whale sivaller him headfust
or feet-fust?" continued the woman
as she crowded some fresh tobacco into
her pipe.
"Head-fufrt, I rerkon, though I nln't
dlsputln' about It and raisin' a row Elder
Dlckman says it was feet-fust, btn
ho wasn't thar no mor'n me. If Pill Ip
around home I'd like to see him a minute."
"Hut how did .Toner live down thar In
that whale until he was cut out?"
"Hunno, but ho wont right on llvin*. T
can't sny why the earth goes 'round, but ,
1 know that she do. Mebbo Pill Is In bed
and asleep, Mrs. Hooper?"
"What gltn me," continued the woman
calmly Ignoring all questions about her
husband, "is why that whale didn't hang
on to Joner when he bad him. What did
h?* east him up fur?"
"Can't sny," replied the sheriff. "but 1
reckon the Lord wanted things the way
they was and so they turned out as they
did. I was spr&kln' to you nbout Hill?
whar Is he?"
"Mill? Oh, Pill Is to home to-day."
"Kin I soo him?"
"Fur auah, When you rid up he was
clean In' Ills gun out back o' tno bouse,
but 1 reckon he'n ready fur you by thl/i
time, .lust stop ai'Mtnd flu? eoVr.*
The sheriff stepped and ran nc.ilnst the
mtiiSMlo of n shotgun bald In Hill's hand
As h?? roenlled a step or two 11111 asked:
"Was you lookln' fur me, Hani?"
"I was," replied the nlllcor, "Ve?, I |osi
stopped a mlnlt to say howdy and t<? remark
thai your oln woman ain't no fule,
itnd Iiev111* cald It. I'll I" iroln' hack |o
imvii. Nice day, DID-good evonln' t<i
you, Mrs. Hooper."
Tilth- Nmiimu, \
Hemnrkahfe confession of a Moshy
guorrlalla. "The tiling wo feared most
was a sabre We could Miami Are, but
when we saw a "nine i hnr?e coming, I
( <11 you we made tracks. Home of us
never stepped runnliut. Wo had a
moral fair of (Itc i:i<\rntU Illinois mvaity.
??no of the crack regiment* of the
Yankee army. It makes me shiver now
to think of those fellows romtnff for us
wlili drawn sabres, Uffhl"
lions nioim
The Comradeship of Wives Willi Tbclr
llu?bauii??A Sensible UiiurUltou ou
Thai Subject.
Saw York Post: This phase of married
life Is rarely regarded with a Just
estimation of its importance. One
looks with deep regret at the lives
which are thus robbed of great delight,
and prophesies very prosaic, if not
more unhappy, endings of the long
partnership, when the first Hush of
young love's enthusiasm is superseded
by a mere division of the necessary
household cures and family responsibilities.
As i he husband goes "forth to his
labor" too commonly the last words
ure: "Remember to get this or attend
to that," and. already full of anxious
thought for his day's work, his parting
ideas of wife and home are solely of
added care. When he returns, too ofl??n
the mutual part of their conversation
turns only on the vexatious or
trivial details of the family routine and
mere enus. lie iias ien u uumueos
partner behind him; he tinds another
awaiting: him. Naturally his mind will
seek diversion elsewhere, or look for
rest In the silent companionship of his
cigar in a solitary comer.
A husband's "fads" are ofter most
perplexing trials to a wife. What can
he timl to interest him in those incomprehensible
things, Is a frequent query.
Really these interests are of inestimable
value to him. It Is u great blessing
to any tired man to have a "hobby,"
and his wife should be earnestly glad
of the recreation It gives his mind or
the strength it Imparts to his body.
True, it takes greut sympathy with her
husband (the true application of the
radical meaning of this rare quality)
for her to And her Interest and Joy in
his, when, perhaps, he spends all his
leisure time for a week in preparing,
as R us kin says, to "go out and kill
something." ttut If all these examinations
of guns and cartridges, these sudden
demands for mislaid hunting caps
and hidden boots, lend zest to all these
hours; if his eye kindles and his step
grows active, it is well for her to stop
f//
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ju bored?
wondering why It pleases him, and give
her best energies to being very glad of
this diversion to his thoughts, and
share his searches, and forget her annoyance
at the wide-spread confusion
he creates In the realisation of the
healthful result.
Sometimes the "hobby" rides In quite
another path; he Is a fancier of costly
bindings and rare editions, while the 1
drawing room needs a new rug and the
house wants paint. Nothing is insignificant
Jf it diverts him trom the state
uf the market, the points of his difficult
brief, or the destructive routine of
wnaiever ills business or profession
may be. Learn the value of the seemingly
useless things that are dear to
him, muke yourself like them and share
his pleasure, or If that Is Impossible, \
take your part In It by entering Into
his gratification as good for him and
therefore surely good for you.
A death-blow to married good-fellowshlp
comes surely to the wife who persistently
antagonizes her husband's
natural tastes and inclinations and ,
urges him to take his pleasures In her
way. To argue and Insist and perseverelngly
to ask for reasons, simply
puts her outside of his Happiest hours
and shuts the gate against her of the
place where he acts spontaneously and 1
freely as he likes. No measure can
take the dimensions of the loss she has
so Incurred.
Every common Interest the wife can
grasp, outside of those to which family
care Is a part, Is a buttress against
a weakening of that too ofter transient 1
Intercourse which In honeymoon days
makes the husband delight himself In 1
always being In his wife's society. It
Is better worth while to cultivate a
knowledge of anything and everything
that Interests him than It was In the
beginning to wear his favorite dress
and slug his pet songs. You may cling
to him with every fibre of a devoted
heart, and seek only his good in all you
do; nnd yet. If you cannot see with his
eyes, and hear with his ears, but foolishly
try to make him happy by perpetually
endeavoring to draw him
away from his favorite pursuits and
accept your Ideas of rest nnd enjoyment. <
your labor Is In vain, and your husband j
will never say of you: "Thou art my
rest." I
It socm.s an arbitrary rule, nnd one i
which does not work both ways, yet <
deeper thought discovers a strong and
beautiful reason for its existence. Tour
feminine nature, which bear* Its burdens
of maternity nnd nil the multitude
of dutlen by which we grow strong, Is not ,
mated to Its faeslmllle; your husband Is
that stronger, different, masculine personality,
without which your existence
would be Incomplete, You do not want I
fo lean upon mi<! look up to a reproduction
of yourself, nnd your shnr of the ,
perfect union It to find out and lit Into
your life the pursuits and tastes which ,
make him different from you.
Oh, that It were possible t ? exterminate
nagging from domestic life' So
with the most loving Intention n wife i
alienates nnd Irritates, even bitterly
wounds, the husband she half worships,
by persistent remonstrance# or entreaty,
or by starting every day a fresh argument
on the same theme. H;ilf the time
It Is wholly concerning what Is supposed
to be either for his good or Ills children's;
but tli - wife cannot give up In r point.
All the symbolic facts In nature, the drop 1
of water th.it wears away th stone* the
mouse Hint gnaws the rope, ihe crevice
I hat Ihe chnnm, <?) weak illustrations
of tho fatal i(i uit . I i ii ie ,ii [u
melds upon married comradeship and '
good fellowship. "A* the rllinhlijg up ,
ii windy way I" t<> the feet of the aged no
l.i a wife full of word i to . -in!' t m in "
Wire. Indeed, was the old philosopher '
w ho found tnls quaint similitude; one
-M th? crumbling sand slide and fall ,
hack and ever draw the woman of many
arguments away from her goal.
Ther?? Is also a dtvp l?1n? ?* ?f unity In
the wifely understanding of the Imiu* n*
Importance and honorable responsible
iir* of her husband's litmltie.'h it seoms 1
ho hard to see hi?. uKth gl\ way, youth
fade and Uliiwe three ten under the bond
agu of a tyrannous profession or an ab
sorbin* business. To so order your living
that you are sure that he la not dying
that you may live luxuriously U the only
fcelp you can give. To inveigh against
his absorption, to entreat him to do w hat
he has promised to perforin, to fret and
worry him through his few hours at
home, ran do no g?iodt and sets you ia
the midst of the turmoil already in possession
of his tired mind. This sort of
thing makes men treat their wives as if
they were unreasonable children, and
lowers the equality of the matrimonial
partnership.
When you are watching with an ach
ing heart the multiplying gray hairs and
lines of care; when you see with grief
the power of enjoyment growing weak,
keep your trouble in the depth of your
heart; let your demands bo few and let
his home be his peace. Fight out the
battle of your own realm without disturbing
him w-ith the details; stnigylt
through your vexations in alienee, but
give to him a serene atmosphere, a welcoming
smile, & cheerful response, & patient
endurance, until, when the strain
is over, you can perhaps find the rignt
time to tenderly point out the dangers
of the way. Doubtless an aching head,
a confused memory and a dulled percep.
tlon have told it all to him vividly already.
Prom you he wants comfort and
rest, diversion fro*n himself, the tonic
of new thoughts and pleasant change.
The glow and fervor of a husband's
all-elae-forgotten devotion in early married
life cannot remain; the man must
labor, and added responsibilities take
stern thought; but the tenderness whJoh
grows deeper, the dependence which increases
as the years roll on, are better
things, reserved for those wives only
who have stood shoulder to shoulder all
the way, not dragging him back or pulling
this way and that, but bravely plant.
Ing their feet in {he pat'h he has chosen,
and in hard places whispering, "Forgel
me; I will follow."
It is to women like these that the sunset
aftermath comes; to wives like thes#
that old men turn as the path Inclines
downward with a beautiful dependence
It is to couples so united that God gives
those calm years which are as "clear
shining after rain." At the doors of
many cottaire. at the firesides of manv
wealthy homes, sit old couples, hand In
hand, comrades to the last. The gentl#
"don't you remember" brings back memories
dear to both, which no one else can
share; and at this last there are no longer
separate tastes and desires to which they
must mutually concede; but they talk
softly of the swift coming time when
"We'll sleep together at the foot,
John Anderson, my Jo/'
Jim was lu a Fix.
Detroit Free Press; They were coming
In over ono of the suburban electric
lines when she turned suddenly toward
lilm with flashing cyoe:
"Jim Flumley, where did you get
that necktie?"
"Bought It."
"No, you didn't 'bought It.' I can tell
a store necktie as far as I can see It.
That's hand-stitched and that Cupid on
one end and them forget-me-nots on
the other end aru worked In with silk.
Nice things to bo putting on a young
man's necktie, and you never got it over
my counter, either."
"Didn't say I bought It over a counter.
One of them fakirs sold It to me
At the circ?" Hero Jim worked up an
artificial cough and looked out across
a. wovering cornfield.
"Aha, Jim KlumJey! Went to the circus,
did you? And you told me how
mad you was because you had to work
and couldn't take me, and me bellevln'
you all the time. Now, sir, who went
with you to that show?"
Jim squirmed, looked sneaking and
tried to explain: "I'll Just tell you how
It was, Nell. Me and Jennie Tasslereat
x phllopena and she caught me and ask*
ed me to take her to the circus. How
could a feller get out of Jt?"
"Well, who has cheek, I must say.
Unit' hnni'ii Tan " o?r? h
stopped to take on a buxom girl who
Kreeted the other two cheerily. "Hello,
Jim," she said as soon as she was In
her seat, "I see you're wearln' It."
Jim tried to look unconscious and
cover the necktie, but Nell was aim
and said: "He told me he bought It."
"I llko that now," declared Jennie.
Rharply. "Wo ate a phllopena, be
caught me, I made him the tie and
then he coaxed me to ho to the circus."
Jim, red and perspiring, aaw that ho
was being surrounded by two angry
women, find hastily beat a retreat to the
back seat After the few vigorous puffs
urcahiiry 10 iism jiis pipe, xit* puueu ma
hat over his eyes, humpe<3-up despondently
in the comer and was heard to
mutter unctuously: ",Durn a woman,
anyhow."
A Workman** lilea of the Drama.
Walter A. Wykoff, in the September
Scrlbner's, tells in his narrative, "The
Workers," what one of them thought of
Shakespeare: "When I po to the theatre
I go to laugh. I want to see pretty
girls and lots of them, and I want
to see them dance. I want songs ti? I
can understand the words of, and lots
af Jokes, and horse play. You don't got
me to the theatre to see no show got tip
by Shakespeare, nor any of them fellows
as lived two thousand years apo.
What did they know about us fellows as
Is living now? Pete, you mind that
Tim Healy In the union, him that's full
r?f wind in the meetings? Onct he give
me ft hook to read, and he says it's ;i
iheatre piece wrote by Shakespeare, and
the best there was. I r&Id more'n an
hour on thnt piece, and I'm d??d If
there was a Joke into It, nor any sense
neither."
f lipid's Itlglit |o Scorch.
Chicago Inter-Ocean: A young mnnln
Philadelphia was nrrestcd for "scorching."
He did not hire n lawyer, but
made his own defense. He said in his
plea It was growing very late and he
was en route to see his girl and thnt lift
stood upon the declaration of the constitution
which guarantees every man
"the rlg*ht to liberty and the pursuit of
hnpplqpss." The judge remitted the
usual fine and advised the yount; man
lo siurt earlier next time.
Arrival of Proaprrlty.
Now the figure of Joy's running wild
through the land,
In h rapture of smiles nil nglow:
While from left, wnmg and right, and on
every obi hand,
Como the signs which great happlneit
show.
l?'or tho Klondlkrr smiles ns he packs up
his grip.
And ho sings to himself an old lay.
rhat tho seeking of fortune's a fnnclful
trip
And tho more no the further the way.
And mingling with this comes another glad
shoutProsperity's
arrived on a Wkc'"
IVhlle algns fore and aft throw this warning
nbout?
"Calamity, please got off the pike."
And down in fair Cuba the Spanish Joo*
lot
Of iiu army Is almost a wreck,
And tin- Cubes howl and yrll and M7
Woylcr has got
A poach of a swat In the lurk.
Corbet t and Pit* have not said n wof']We've
ln'iii thankful a month
round. ..
Ileildrs which. In Congress' quiescence
been heard
A smunolrnt, snerlnir. rare sound
I'he tariff's fUi ?1 u|i~'tls a beautiful slawAnd
n Joy was the dream- but In vainfhat
Mason'd said he'd deelare It a ''raw
And would call himself off of old H|'?inrims
blrsnlngN poured down, but tho l?>t
of the pile
Is it groat one of glorious oxpans'".
Which brings to tho faro of the falWr
smile .
Tlmt would put Mrs. 1-onse In a tr?t
Tls his wheat on the boom, and bo iiowi
Ingly says: .
"That the Klondike may bo all in- '
llllt the gold mine at home Is tho bo?i
" pava . Mll1.
Win ii ilie wheal price Rota on the rum
?Cblcaio Keconi.

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