The Manitowoc pilot. [volume], June 06, 1901, Image 7

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GIVING.
1 Hardcrhart sat in his plllowe-fli arm
i chair;
gleam from the grate gilt his scanty
jj gray hair,
; he gazed at the flame, faint, flickering
j and low.
and he fancied his long, lonely life was
just so,
A burnt-cut fire
Soot to expire,
and wondered If he was as ready to go.
fen spake a small voice In his dark,
I troubled breast:
jou h vr still work lo do ere you go to
I your rest.
liough the light of your knowledge you
freely have spent,
U too rarely the warmth of your bounty
| have lent;
t nil wealth—won with labor of muscle
i or brain—
liuld descend on yr.ur fellows, like bless
i Inga of rain;
i ennobles man's being—that of all life'
j Is true:
jpw, that fagot leas done Its full duty;
; have you?"
l n the dreamer awoke, in the dark and
the cold.
)f resolved to reverse selfish habits of
old.
hat i gathered with toll cost me worry
j to Kei p,
the hate of my fellows—who steal If
1 sleep.
ter givi while I live.” thus the poor
i rich man said,
se eo one will be sorry when I am dead."
|il ago Dally Record.
When Eegpr Lady Won I
K tt-M- *
young Baltimorean and his wife
|brute<J (lie second anniversary of
mi* marriage by coming over to
i-hington on Monday morning
to see congress assemble.
I hey remained over a day for
irpose of having a look at the
ig racing. Despite Tuesday's
> weather, they went out to the
It was the first time the
man had “seen ’em run” since
arriage, although before that
i event he had been an often
victim of the “horse bug.”
til men who have sworn oft' on
>• with the thoroughbreds-, how
ie had kept a pretty tair “line"
runners by assiduously reading
suits from all of the tracks, so
vhen he went to the track on
ay he thought that he had a
hance of breaking about even
he layers of ends. His wife had
seen a horse race in her life br
and when the horses clamped
1 through the mud in the first
-ho exhibited considerable ex
>nt, despite the cheerless snr
ngs caused by the weather con
?. Her husband, however, ifid
ik particularly inspirited when
imber of the winner was hung
is face wore a sheepish grin, in
y.” saitl his wife, noticing his
nod look, "didn't the horse that
>t on win?"
he replied, ‘He was beaten a
in the wire.”
11, it looked to me as if they
assed by just at the same time."
lid. with rather an aggrieved
I <' m't think it ought to make
TtVrenee if one of them is jin i
y little bit ahead of the other,
i?”
11.” he explained, “there's got
a winner, you know, unli-s the
n dead heat, which this was
on't care one hit," she replied,
nk that horse that Hie old
in the judges' stand say came
nnd is just as good us the one
;ay came in first."
>y wouldn’t admit that, though.
were to fell them,” said the
id. “Funny I couldn't pick the
■ in a field of only four horses,
t? Well. I'll run down to the
i'd see what the betting is on
xt.”
looked as if she had something
, and she said it before he got
k,” she said. In a wheedling
‘let me bet a teeny weeny little
io, won’t yon? It makes it. so
more exciting.”
k” looked at her with a grin,
i bet. eh?” he said. “What
uppose your mother ’ml say to
she found out that I let you
And, say, isn’t it enough to
mi hoodoo loser in the family?
you have just as much fun
g’ for the one I bet on?"
but if would lie so much nicer
uld bet just a feenchy weenchy
fit on one of the pretty things
picked out myself on the pro
le,” she answered,
that's all imagination, nnd
ase,” she said, still more wheed
well, then, beggar lady, go
" he said, stripping off a $5 note
his roll of bills, and then he
down the stairs to the betting
eyes sparkled as she looked
tie names of the horses for the
race on her programme.
■gar Lady!" he exclaimed, half
as her eye caught the name of
the horses to run. “Why,
just what Jack just this min
ded me! Beggar Lady!"
hat instant one of the grand
messengers passed by. with his
odds against the horses in his
She stopped him.
Beggar Lady run real fast?"
ked him, demurely,
on’t know, ma'am," answered
essenger, smiling. “The Ally's
run In-fore in a race. This* is
sf time out.”
11. if she wins, how much do I
r this?” she said, showing him
e-dollar bill.
messenger grinned and glanced
list of prices.
gar Lady’s one o’ the outsider.
ma’am.’ 1 he pa'd. “Slip opened at -in to
1. I'll give you that. If she wins jou
jet bark $205."
Thi little woman poled a Mtt'i.
“Goodnessgracious —verywell.th n,”
Landing him the five-dcllar bill. “I
will bet you on Beggar l,:;dy. tlien.”
The messenger dotted down tin bet
and the young woman's initials, im
mediately alter which another grand
stand messenger rushed up to him ami
said something to him in a low tone.
The messenger who had registered the
betting transaction with the young
woman approached her again.
“Well, you Just were in time, ma'am,”
he said to her. “That Beggar Lady
filly has been hammered—”
“Hammered!” exclaimed the voting
woman. “Why, the brutes! Is the
poor thing—”
“Oil," hastily explained the messen
ger, “I mean that they’ve been knock
ing her price down in the ring, and
now she’s only five to one, so that it
looks like she may be what’s called a
‘good tiling.’’’
"Well, 1 declare!” ejaculated the
young woman, and just as the mes
senger went away her husband came
up wearing an easy smile of confi
dence.
“There's only one in this,” he -aid
to his wife in a cock-sure tone, point
ing to Zenaide’s name on the pro
gramme, "and that's the favorite. Zen
aide’ll win romping all the way. I bet
S2O on her—got SSO to s2l) against her.”
“Can Zenaide run so much faster
than nil the rest of the hoists in ihe
race, then?” she asked him. with big
eye.-.
“Sure," he replied. “It’s a eir -h. A
lot of yaps down in the ring think
they've trot a good thing in thi. Beg
gar Lady, and they are more than eat
ing it up. Played the filly down from
50 to 1 to five to one. and they’re still
hammering at it. I’ve seen too many
of these good tilings go wrong in my
day, though. No more good things for
me. Friend of mine out in the paddock
told me that Beggar Lady-—she's ni ver
faced the starter before, by the way
stood a rattling show to land in the
money, and advised me to string i few
along on her, one, two. three, across
the board- but not for me! Zenaide’s
the trick. By tin. way, what did you
do with your money? Play any of
'em?”
“Yes, [ bet,” she replied. “1 felt
awfully wicked, but I bet, all the,
same.”
“Which one?" lie inquired.
“It'll be more fun telling you after
the race is all over.” she replied, slyly.
Then the horses paraded in front of
the stand and went to the post. After
i short delay away went the larg lb'd.
the favorite. Zenadie, in front. It was
a fair start for all t xei pt Beggar Lady,
who was standing flat-footed when the
‘lag dropped. A laugh went up in the
stand.
“The ‘good tiling' can't find her fi t t,”
was the cry. "She's ail but left."
Beggar Lady was last away, it was
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BEGGAR LADY WALKS.
rue,, but sbet quickly shot after her
eld. and at the far turn, so great a
light of speed did she exhibit, slit was
ight on even term* with the leaders,
and still going like a seasoned cam
paigner. She led the field of 13 by a
head in turning into the stretch.
“By jing!” muttered the young- Pal
imorean to his wife, “why didn’t I
iave gumption enough to put a few
dollars on that Beggar Lady? Slit's
lassed the whole bunch and she’s just
railoping in, that's all—Just gallop
.ug!”
"Beggar Lady walks!” howled the
•rowd of long-shot players who had
;keu a bit of the good thing. “Beg
gar Lady swims in!"
Ihe litt elady from Baltimore turned
her pale fact away from the sight <:f
he horses tearing down the stretch
and sat down.
"And I had the tip strong!" growled
her husband, as Beggar Lady flashed
>y the wire two lengths to the good.
Then he noticed his wife’s pale face.
'What’s the matter?’’ he asked her,
anxiously. “Are you faint?"
“Well.” she replied, “a little hit, but
t’ll pass. 1 suppose sudden great
wealth always affects people this
way.”
lie looked at her search in gly and
i mazed ly.
“Yon don't mean to tell me that you
put those five dollars on Beggar Lady?”
he gasped.
"Well, what did you call me a ‘beg
pir lady’ for when you gave me the
fill?' she asked him, #egaining her
olor. "i've won S2OO just because of
jour habit of calling names!"
“Oh, you can’t beat ’em," the Balti
morean said to a friend that night.
He wasn't referring to horses, but
'o women.—Washington Star.
ProviOK Him Ilt-Kret.
“Our baby seems to have a natural
aste for the piano.”
"Indeed!”
“Yes; he's gnawed half the polish
iff of one leg.'* Cleveland i
Dealer.
THE POET’S WIFE.
She brtpffs her pretty knitting- (bless her!)
Or mystic threads, lor making laces,
That by and by will serve lo dress her
In new and charming graces.
She sits ami rocks, her rocker chiming.
In measured cadence, lo my rhyming.
Sometimes with eye that proudly glistens
I read a sonnet I have written:
She counts her stltclu.- while -he listens,
Or pulls a thread, to make It fit In—
And. with her gaze Ir.t nt upon it.
Asks “what they pay me for a sonnet?”
She little knows of rhyme or metre,
And can s still less, but asks me whether
Chiffon ami loses would look sweeter
To trim her hat. than jet and feather?
And while I'm "framing odes to Cupid”
She tells me "Poetry Is stupid!”
Rut oh. her eyes! Her silken lashes—
Her hair's sw i r t mutinies—the dimples
111 cheek and chin—the outward Hashes
Of Inward smiles—her tranquil, simple,
Entrancing air! Did she but know it—
She Is the reason I'm a poet!—
—Madeline S. Bridges, in Ladies' Home
Journal.
: The Broken Butterfly %
X- By James Noel Johnson. ♦
(Copyright, 1900, by the Authors' Syndicate )
Old Ben Madden was one of the rich
est men on Bowie creek. He had no.
always bet u wealthy, h< wcver. twen
ty years ago he was quite poor. 1
was a big. fine-looking young nioun
ir.inecr then, always rode a good horse,
and, in spite of his poverty, lie was
considered a great catch, even unions
'lie well-to-do girls. He was sober, in
dustrious and thrifty.
One day he slopped at the house of
fid George Latimer to look at a yoke
of steers the latter wished to sell. Wlu n
he entered (he floor lie was greeted by
a young girl of about 10, who stood
in the middle of the room, and. blushing
softly, bade him “fake a seat."
“Pap is not in j< st now ," said the
young girl, “but lie'll come soon—-he's
out to the new ground field Axin'some
gaps in the fence."
Ben didn’t care whether the man
came or not. The beauty of the young
girl astonished him so that his mission
'Mis forgotten. It was strange he had
never before known old George had a
pretty daughter. He lived within three
miles of him. In passing he had often
cen c beautiful child sitting on the
fence or playing in the yard. Pitt that
.vas only a few c.. ys ago, seemingly.
Now, here was the bud in full, luscious,
idorous blossom!
He was always, be/ore, instantly
ready to start conversations with girls
whether acquainted with them or not.
when chance threw them in his way
".tit now, for the first time, he felt a
'lush of embarrassment. The girl sir
town, tint] occasionally timidly glancct
it him, but ducked her head like a
bird when her eyes met his.
It was a case of love at first sight.
The young people had few words to ex
’ lunge. Their hearts were too bust
Mth the first delicious i-ersn’linii of lovt
Time went on. and Ben became a
weekly visitor at old George's log
house.
One day the lovers were sitting or.
i rude bench out in the orchard. Birds
ai :■ love soi gs up among the waving
■ liage. Bees boomed in the clover,
ml butterflies dappled in the air with
nany fast-changing hues. Suit breezes
\ heeled slow ly about them, half woon
ng with delicious odors. Like a ro.-<
iverborne with dew. the head of tin
. oung^irl rested on a leaning shoulder.
\ small hand, like a little brown bird,
nestled in it big. strong palm. All the
joys know it before, all the blisses tin
mure promised, seemed to gat)-
md commingle in that sweet hour. Tin
•ouple were speechless, awed into si
,ence by what they heard, felt and saw.
Ere long a golden butterfly, on wab
bling wing, zigzagged ho their harbor,
.t flashed about their heads for asce
nd or two, tlien hesitatingly rested
in the twined hands of the lovers. Not
mowing what he did. Ben let fall his
ree hand and crushed the butterfly,
,is frail wings fell in Flora's lap.
"Oh, poor thing!" she exclaimed,
looking at Ben with eyes of soft re
Puke.
"I didn’t aim to do that,” said Ben, re
morsefully.
*
Then next day Ben Madden received
in order from a Cincinnati factory for
a half million staves. The price of
fered convinced him instantly, that,
could he raise the requisite capital to
begin filling the order, a small fortune
■iwaited him within a few montns.
The money-making spirit seized him,
and drove love inio the rear. He rod"
here and there, trying to borrow the
money, but failed.
But lie wouldn’t let that fortune go
by. after knocking so loudly at Ids
door. The widow of the late John
Armstrong had $2,000. He instantly
wooed, won and wedded the "widder."
Flcrn, while yet a young girl, closed
her empty heart against love forever
;u the hot, blighting heat of everydav
ife Ui;r dawn-dream melted away.
Handsome young men came a-wooing,
but she laughed at their pleadings, and
sent them away.
“Here is my heart, my love," she
-aid one day to a young man who was
tearful in his pleadings, and she
showed him the wings of the dead but
terfly.
At last Albert Osborne, a bachelor,
thought to be wealthy, came to woo.
“Certainly I'll marry you,” said
Flora, almost before the question was
finished.
“I—l had feared you didn't love me,”
said the happy man, seizing her cool
hand.
“Did I say I loved you?” she asked,
with a queer smile.
They married. After the birth of a
daughter Osborne died, and then the
widow learned that the estate of her
late husband was in such wreck that
only a pitiful sum could he rescued.
Her father soin died and left her the
old "home place." where she lived
alone with her little daughter there
after. The child grew, and as she
neared the line of womanhood she
turned into the exact image of her
mother at her age.
Ben Madden had long been a rich
old “widower.” Passing the house of
his erstwhile sweetheart one day he
was startled at beholding a girl in the
yard that was the living picture of
one he had loved just 2t> years before.
The sight of her stirred the damp
ashes in his old greedy heart, and lo!
Some living coals were found!
The old man thought of the mort
gage he held on the widow's f. rni,
and he fairly hugged himself with j o
The next day he called on the Wi nv
Osborne.
“Flora.” he said, as he seated him
self and pushed back a layer of sweaty
iron-gray hair from his forehead, "1
passed by here yesterday and saw
what looked like little Flora of 2d
years ago in the yard. I had to give
you up on account of poverty —’fwas
better for both, we afterwards learned
—and now that I'm rich. 1 think I'd
experiment with loro again. I felt
my old heart leap again as it did when
1 first saw you. I thought it dead
'twas only sleeping. Now, you are get
ting up in years, and are poor, and
I've come to tell you that if you will
give me your daughter in marriage,
your now loan board shall creak
with plenitude the balance of your
days. I'll take away the niorU- ~
and put anew house in its place, 'l l ■
old lady shall have fair adornment,
-o that old widowers from afar will
hear of her, and hasten to place their
vows and kneel at her feet —eh? Flora'.’
He-he-he!”
The widow’s face caught flame, but
he took it for the rose-hue of joy.
At first she was tempted to order
him from the house, but prudence en
gendered by thought of the mortgage
he held, restrained her righteous im
pulse
“Vou should he ashamed!” she cried
almost choking with anger and humili
ation.
"I see nothing to be ashamed of in
the offer of a rich man to divide all with
the needy.”
“Ren,” strangely spoke the widow
afler a long pause, “let me show you
something.” And she went into the
I
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IjjWn
"HKHOLD MY DAPQIITKK!”
oom and returned to the porch and
hoved below Ben’s eyes the wings of
i dead butterfly.
The old fellow at first smiled in a
illy way; fht'ii he understood, and
is face turned pale.
“.Now come out and walk with me
to the rear of the house,”
The old fellow wonderingly fol
lowed. “Look,” she said, "what do
vou see sitting on that bench yon
der?”
Ben’s eyes almost started from his
head. On a bench, on the same spot,
at the same season, where he and
another had sat Just 20 years ago. he
beheld a tall, handsome young fellow,
and beside him a beautiful girl. In
their love’s sweet dream they were
blissfu ly unconscious of the hard,
practical xorld that beat on the
highways near them. Soft breezes
flowed about their bowed, happy
heads, drenching (hem with nectarine
odors. Birds above flashed in the
sweet,, lush foliage, and chatted
about love. Butterflies befreekled the
air with swift, changing hues. One
great, fan-winged butterfly wabbled
and zigzagged about them for a min
ute, then slowly dropped and rested
fur a moment on the warm clasped
hands of the dreaming pair. It was
not killed.
“Ben," said the woman, softly,
“would you be cruel enough to crush
that little paradise yonder? Behold
my daughter; behold your son!”
The old fellow turned to the widow.
He fried 1 to laugh, but tears broke
through bis forced expression.
“Not for anything, Flora, would I
interrupt that scene. I never knew
before my son was coming here. I’ve
kept my eye too much on the dollar
to notice such things. Thank the
Lord, he’s got no poverty, as i had, to
destroy, at the beginning, all that’s
best and sweetest in life."
He looked down at Flora, and was
startled at the expression of lo r face.
Flic seemed transformed in hi- eyes,
A young face seemed to push through
the shadows of 20 years and shine
beautiful again.
"Flora,” he spoke, taking her hand,
"we are not so old yet. Come, I see
another bench out yonder, under an
other apple free!"
TrnveUnit I‘nbllc Knlluhirnrd,
The traveling public will be sur
prised to learn that many railroads
are to abolish train newsboys, for
the opinion was quite general, says
the Chicago Record, that th< se i mb’ •
and smooth-tongued individuals o.vi’eu
the roads ou which they rap.
THE PEOPLES SAVINGS BANK.
R. G. OLP, Prop.
Hanitowoc, V V V (J* V v* Wisconsin.
The Chances for Savirvg.
\es. they are here and not sparingly either. Each department wishes to take the
lead of the other hence these remarkable offerings from all and to you these oppor
tunities for economic buying mean better goods and more commodities for less money.
Garden Tools.
I hey include Lawn Rakes, Hoes, .Trowels and \\ ceding - Hooks. These implements are
u-vd daily in and about the garden and at these prices you should have a complete set of them.
Garden Trowels at -,, Weeding Hooks at -
5c 5c
Ice Cream Freezers. scrlien ooors. Refrigerators.
Do you like ice cream? Of INDOH Phev are made of hardwood
course you do and so do your Come aml see them - nott> the lumbor ’ carved and fin
friends. Own a White Moun- manner in which thev are Uld dn ' d tin ouj^nout.
, . T . . , . ~ , At our special prices it will
tain or Lag-ntnniir E reezer and made no notice the nmttv <u>. . . i
* s mauc uj, noiut me pretty nt- pay you to have :i refrigerator
you will always have ice cream ~, , . von,- . t. i .
and the low prices. inyoui home, it keeps meats,
during- the hot summer days, butter and vegetables fresh
■ , ~ , Substantial Sereen Doors nt ,
and at a small expense too. and free from waste.
;l ‘‘’er'lut“ Mountuin * w sl.79 58c 98c 51.25 51.58 T,,a yi; i^^,{;i ;:; ,fr,,ni
Paint.
A coating- of good paint will give your building a neater appearance and the boards will re
main in good condition. Door paints have just the opposite effect. Thev ruin the building
they are applied to. We offer our mixed paints at from 25 to 50 per cent below the market
value, and the number of years that it has been used anti the satisfaction that it has giv en is
ample proof of its tine quality.
Hammocks. Trousers.
After working hours and on Sundavs ham- *■' have just received a line <l line trousers
mocks are invaluable. They afford the larg- made lor summer wear. I'hoj are correctly
est proportion of comfort at the smallest in- ni <ole and eoi ieit in sty le.
A line o Oil**
vestment. Here are haminoe s in all styles, at oDC, ol ami O-.-0
all colors at < .
69c 98c $1.53 u '‘ l 5 aild |{,,J s Clotllll, S
it it is a suit you want and it it is c(nalitv
,mb " l - va you look for our clothing depart
* incut should interest vou. We have again
Hosiery for men, women and children all received anew line of tine suits for Summer
colors and a varietv vvhic • ake 1 - it easy t<> wear.
“'S”""- $3.85
F “ r y. 9c a.,,118c M :r:" iN $7.30. sio 412.50
news item.
The Chicago & North Western ami
Cnion Pacific have given notice of tin
all. til excursion tickets to Colorado
Utah daring the coming summer
>n the following basis of rates:
From July Ist to Mth inclusive, and
■eptember Ist to 10th inclusive, tickets
...;. i e old from Chicago to Denver,
Vdonidu Springs and Pueblo and re
urn at rate of s‘Jl.Ob; Glenwood Springs
md return *31.00; Ogden and Salt
Lake City and return slu.uii; tickets to
’oh >rad<i points to he limited to < )ctoiler
list, and to Utah points UO days not to
exceed < ictober 111 st.
From June lb to noth inclusive, and
from July loth to August Hist, inclu
■ive. tickets v. ill be sold from Chicago
to Denver. < olorado Springs Pueblo
uuf retina a: rate of >ll .►; nlmwo and
Springs n 1 return |lH,."io. Ogden. Salt
Lake < it; and return *ll lu. Tickets
it t' c rates limited to *3O days,
•see] ! that o!i tickets sold oil June 1 Will.
Mlh la y 10th. Mli'il and 30th, Augml
ith UHh. "Uth and "7lh. limit will be
Oct bet- Hist, on Colorado tickets, ami
on Utah tickets l<o days, but in no case
to exeee 1 < tetober 31st.
Stop overs to be given on Colorado
tickets oft going trip only at Colorado
common points within final limit.
Stopovers to lie given on t'tah tickets
limited to 00 days not to exceed Octo
ber 31st at and west of Colorado com
mon points in both directions within
80 days going and return transit limit.
Stopovers on Utah 30 day tickets in
both directions at and west of Colorado
common points within final limit.
The "Chicago Sjiecial' One night to
Denver leaves Chicago 10.00 a. in.
every morning and arrives at Denver
3.00 p. m. the next afternoon. The
‘'Pacific Express" leaves Chicago 10 30
p. in, every night and arrives Derive
early the second morning. The "Over
land Limited" leaves Chicago 6.30 p, m
daily, only two days to Utah
k The man who comes out Second best
in a personal encounter with a cyclone
never again speaks of triHes light as
air.
Every man is a hero to the woman to
whom he offers his name.
Overwork kills fewer men than ex
ci s ive leisure.
tlf your wheel needs
repairing, remem
her we have the fa-
JJ cilities for doing
good and satisfac
tory work at low
We sell second hand wheels at
$1.50 up.
Ciias. F. Schuetze Cos.
1206 Washington St. Manitowoc, Wis.
Vlctiirlu'a Imllnn Uli'iiilnnla.
I he late queen’s Indian attendants
have been retired on pensions, says
’Truth, and several of them have al
ready returned to their native land.
The departure of these oriental
menials from England will not be re
gretted by anyone about the court,
as they gave nn enormous deal of
trouble, and, being regarded as priv
ileged persons, they were excessive
ly arrogant and Insolent to the lirit
ish domestics, most of whom both
feared and detested them. They
were a constant source of worry, fuss
and anxiety. The qu -en’s munshi—
Hafiz Abdul Karin who has been a
powerful personage at court for the
last 15 years or so. is also going hack
to India with a pension. The munshi
uiuj his wife had a .charming cottage
oirlhe Frogrnore demesne, and a
house was built for them a few years
ago in the Balmoral grounds.
A Nobh* liilhtllhne**,
King Kdvvurd inherits that fine trait
of his mother which vvn.s marked by
her faithful care and affection for
those who had spent their lives in her
service.
I’on t xet side-tracked in business.
Dullness sometimes passes for death.
Men with brains reach the xoal. Rocky
Mountain Ten puts xray matter into
one's head. 2130. F. C. Ruerstatte.
It is only a step from curl papers at
the breakfast table to a combing-sack at
luncheon ami old shoes in the evening.
fTO. CHICHESTER'S ENGLISH
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ROCKY MOUNTAIN
To protect the public we call
especial attention to our trade
mark, printed on every pack'
age. Demand the genuine.
For Sale by all OraggMg,
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