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TERRY, I) E N TIST. Offices now over the Andrews-Speneer Drv G ods Co., Shreveport. Rooms 3 and 4. Phone, 1234. w D. LASSITER, Practicing 1 Physician. Office at Benton Pharmacy, Benton, La. Hours, !) a.m. to 1 p.m. All calls hhvo strict attention, day or night. J E. JOHNSTON, Attorney ;it Law. Will practice in*the courts of Louisia na and Arkansas, and in the Federal courts. Office at court house, Benton, La. J T. LAND, Attorney at Law. Will practice in the courts of Bossier and adjoining parishes. Office at court house, Benton, La. J CANNES SMITH, Attorney at Law. Office at the eourt house, Benton, Bos sier parish, La. When You Want Anything in the DRUG LINE! -GO TO Irion's Drug Store, t BENTON, LA. V full line of Drugs, Chemicals, Pat ent Medicines, Fancy and Toilet Articles, Sponges, Brushes, Perfumery, Stationery, etc. Prescriptions carefully compounded, and orders filled with care and dispatch. Stock qî medicines complete and war ranted genuine and of the best quality. Dr. C, II. IllIOX, Proprietor. I, 211 Texas Street, Shreveport, Louisiana. \ FULL line of Cooking and Heating Stoves for coal wood or coal oil. Also a fine line of China Dinner and Bod Room Sets at very low prices. ^ House Furnishing Goods, anti-rust Tinware and lava coated Cooking Ware always in stock. SAF FEE STONE BROS. Plain Dealing, Louisiana. DEALERS IN ( CLOTHING, Boots and Shoes, Fumi J turc, Stoves, Mattings and General Merchandise. Highest cash prices paid for Cotton, Furs, Wool and Beeswax. When ycur home printer cannot do Lie werk, we recommend the G. G. WILLIAMS PRINTING CO. Ltd., Printers, Binders and Blank Book W^nufactut ïrs, Shreveport, La. j « 5 I t ; ; j ; Our Papers Aiv tin* leaders of North Louisiana. We carry Old Berkshire Mills, Cranes, Turkish, Hickory and Oriole. T h e s e papers never fail to please. We carry ail kinds of type writer and mimeograph papers, Dennison's tags dead lock meat fasteners, coin envelopes, stock cer tificates, seals and many other articles, too munei ous to mention. Sheet music, magazines, etc., neatly bound; old books rebound and made like new ones. Our Blank Book Department is second to none. OGILVIE-HARPER Printing Company. 210 Milam Street, Shreveport. •_ : : i A Savings Account t IS THE WORKING MAN'S BEST FRIEND There are several reasons why this is truo: Once begun there is some thing to prompt one to save; when work is lacking you can still live economically, because you can pay cash; then you may get sick and be unable to work for a time; and when the time comes for you to make a business venture you'll have a part, if net all, of the ready capi tal. There are other good reasons for putting aside a part of your earnings, but thoughtful people know of them as well as bankers. 1 You are solicited as a depositor in the Bank of Benton and the assurance is given that it is a reliable institution, surrounded with modern banking safeguards. 5 Interest allowed on time deposits. — O. R. Denton, Cashier. (A X m. & CE Mtï A. KAHN, No. 212 Texas Street, Shreveport, La. Wholesale and retail dealer in Crockery, Cutlery, Glassware, Chicaware, Stoves, Tinware and General House Furnishing Goods. Also agent for the celebrated Charter Oak and Buck's Brilliant STOVES AND RANGES. The Best Printing Is none too good for the man who conducts a successful business. Do you know of a successful busi ness man whose stationery has the appearance of having been printed on a order press? You do not. Is your business successful ? Mail us your next order. CASTLE PRINTINC CO. SHREVEPORT, LA. • Stinginess \ t j ; j ; ; I | \ : : i By MARTHA HUMPHREYS Copyright, VXjU, bu T. C. McClurt "Who would ever have dreamed she was so stingy? Of course the more money you have in this world the more you want. She doesn't look like a girt who thought of nothing but money. Miserly people are supposed to have steely gray eyes and sharp chins, and she has the softest brown eyes and a dimple in her chin." "Who has 'em?'' asked Tom Bliss, rolling over languidly in his steamer chair. "I was talking about Grace Patter son." "Has she dimples and brown eyes?" asked Tom innocently. Ilis sister (Jung him a scornful glance. "You ought to know. You have been hanging around her ever since you came down." "Well, a fellow's got to do something when lie's on his vacation," said Tom easily. "Y'ou can't expect him to turn woman hater when lie's the only man to twoscore of pretty women." "That's just why I'm complaining. With so many pretty girls here I don't see why you should devote yourself to one." Margaret Bliss would have objected to any woman her brother might have selected as the object of his attentions. Her love for the six footed bachelor, oldest of her brothers, was distinctly selfish, and she was glad the occasion had arisen to prove Miss Patterson far from perfect. Tom lighted a fresh cig arette. and the hand which tossed away the match patted his sister's head in patronizing fashion. "And liow has your ladyship been of fended ?" "Y'ou know Jim Green, the man who has been on the beach boat for two seasons, died last night. AH the board ers knew him. and of course we looked right into the matter and found out that lie left his family almost penni less. so we are going to give n fair for their benefit. We asked Miss Patterson to make something for it. and she said she was too busy; then we asked her to preside at one of the tables or to raffle off the embroidered sofa cushion Mrs. Marshall Is going to donate, and siie said she didn't believe in raffles." "My opinion of Miss Patterson im proves." said the aggravating Tom. "Many a time and oft have I been done at your fairs and raffles." Margaret rose angrily. "1 might have known she was mak ing some sort of a grand stand play. That sort of girl only cares to please the men." Tom leaned back in his chair and smoked dreamily. He had rather en joyed A^liss Patterson's society, be cause she knew enough to steer a boat and not to screech when it shipped wa ter. Now he felt a curious desire to know lier better. A girl with tender brown eyes and a dimple in her chin rarely held decided opinions on such grave matters as hotel benefits and raffles. But she was not in sight at the present moment. Thou lie recalled that his stationery needed replenishing, and he started for the village store. It was a cheap imitation of the city depart ment store, and as lie was passing the dress goods counter on his way to the stationery department lie heard a fa miliar voice say: "Is that the liest quality of nun's veiling you have?" "It's enough better than anything she's been tisial to having," said the middle aged woman behind the coun ter. Toni Bliss stopped short, an amused smile on his lips, for lie could see that Miss Patterson was flushing indignant ly at the woman's rudeness. "Mrs. Green may not lie able to buy another black dress soon, and I want to select something that will wear weil and not turn rusty.'-' Tom woke np. "Green. Green!" Why, that was the name of the man who had handled the life saving boat. Why was Grace Patterson shopping for liis widow? lie drew closer. "I think the Iienrietta cloth is better. You can give me ten yards of that and three yards of the crape; also four yards of that lustorless black ribbon." She turned suddenly, almost bump ing into Tom. "Won't you let me help?" he said, with a note in his voice that she did not recognize. "No, thank you." she said, blushing prettily under his earnest gaze. "I think we have everything." He no ticed the "we" and liked it. "But the children," he urged — "oughtn't they to have something; say. little black frocks?" "No, there would be no time to make them. The funeral is tomorrow, you know Besides, they're sue li babies to wear black." "It would please the mother." he urged, possessed of a sudden madness to share in this shopping expedition. Miss Patterson's eyes smiled frankly into bis. "Well, if you are so determined, we might get some ready made white dresses for the children with black rib bons and sashes. It may be a great comfort to Mrs. Green to feel that she and the family are so neatly garbed for the funeral." "Just so," said Toni, pulling out his wallet. The next fifteen minutes were busy ones for Grace Patterson. She laid considerable difficulty in steering him away from lace trimmed lawn frocks to some'simple little piques. Tom pick ed up the bundles as if lie were proud of them. "Where next?" he said cheerfully. "I must leave this package at the dressmaker's, and then well, there's really nothing else you can do, thank you." "Y'ou are goi-g to sea Mrs. Green? Well, I'm going too." From the dressmaker's they walked down the beach road to the humble house of mourning. Excited voices welcomed them. Frowzy neighbors were gathered on the front porch. Mrs. Green was bordering on hysteria. Tom watched in interested fashion while Grace brought order out of chaos. One by one the useless neighbors took their departure. The children were coaxed into the shadow of an upturn ed boat to play store with real cookies, candies and raisins which Grace pro duced from the depths of her Boston bag. and Mrs. Given, comforted with a bandage around her aching head and many kind words, was induced to lie down. Then Grace picked up the baby and carried him around to the shady side of the house. Tom followed, drag ging a big rocking chair in* which he Insisted she should sit. while he sprawl ed in the sand at her feet. In the little room whose shutters were closed just behind them lay the man who had of ten risked his life that they might make merry in the water. A sorrow that was not personal fell upon them, and the man lay quite still looking out across the dancing water and thinking of many things. Suddenly above his head sounded the soft, melting "coo" of n baby's voice. Without shifting his position, lest he should break the charm. Tom took in the picture. The laughing eyes of the girl were liquid and ten der as she watched the baby on her knees. The dimples had disappeared and the lips were curved in a serious sweetness. This was not the girl who had been such a jolly good comrade on fishing and sailing jaunts. This was the woman lie hack been looking for all these years. And to think that he had not recognized her at once! Her slender white hand was so close to liis that lie could hardly keep from clasping it. Ho pulled himself together and asked in a voice that sounded rather harsh by reason of his effort at self control: "If you will do all this, why won't you help with the benefit up at the hotel?" Grace started. She had been won dering whether the little mite in her lap would some day grow up and light against the sea for lmnmn lives. "Oil, they're such silly things, you know! Everybody hates you for ask ing them to pay two or three times what a thing's worth, and by the time you have paid all the expenses the beneficiary doesn't get very much; be sides it would be two weeks before the tiling came off and Mrs. Green needed the clothes and the money now. I suppose a great many people think it's very queer, but father has always insisted on my keeping inside my al lowance. and—well—I couldn't help with the benefit and help Mrs. Green today." She was floundering along al most blindly under the fierce light that glowed in Tom's eyes. "And so—and so"— Tom had utterly forgotten what she was talking about. Her hand was ca ressing the baby's face. The man rose on one knee and drew her hand away from the chubby cheek, holding it firm ly in his own. "Grace, dear, I'm not half good enough for you, but do you think you could love me just a little?" She looked at him tenderly. "I think I could love you a great" deal." And the baity "cooed" and dimpled as he looked at the two heads so close to gether above his own. Not So Dull After All. r-y fMi 1 C> m uv 3 mi mm -* SBS He—It would be a mighty dull world for you girls if all the men should sud denly leave it. She—Oh. we should still have ^ou college boys left. The ice Prisoners [Copyright, 1904, by T. C McClure.] One day, when 480 miles to the south of Cape Horn in the American brig Wanderer, we sighted a derelict and lowered a boat to give her an over hauling. In making our way hack we were* caught in a squall and carried out of sight to leeward in ten minutes. There wasn't over an hour of daylight left us when the squall came down, and when night fell the gusts had set tled down into a steady gale. At about 0-o'clock each man snugged down to make himself as comfortable as possible, and it was an hour later when the roar of breakers came to our ears. Every one instantly divined that wo were drifting down upon an iceberg and that we were also perfectly help less In the matter. We had lushed the oars together and flung them overboard for a drag to keep the boat's head to the sea. To have pulled in the drag would have been fatal. Before the oars could have been detached we should have been in the trough of the sea. Presently we drew nearer and could see the ghostly glare of the berg through the darkness. We missed the northwest corner of it by not more than a hundred feet, and the spray of a recoiling wave half filled our craft. We drifted along the great island of ice for twenty minutes before reaching its southern face, and then a current drew us into the ice of it, and we knew that we were temporarily saved. We got in our drag and put out the oars, and after rowing nearly half a mile we found an inlet or bay making into the berg and ran into it. This bay extended back into the berg a quarter of a mile and was about a hundred feet in width. It was like a great river flowing down to the sea between high cliffs. We were perfectly shelter ed here, and by the light of (lie boat's lantern we made a hearty meal off our provisions, and all turned in for a sleep. The weather was freezingly cold, but all were comfortably clad, and we had the sail of the boat to cover us in. We could hear the wind howling above us and feel the berg tremble as the great waves flung themselves against the face, lint every man had a good sleep and woke up stout hearted in the morn ing. I have called the mass of ice an iceberg. Perhaps ice island would be a better term for it, as when we came to Inspect it by daylight we found it to be about two miles long on each face. The gale was still piping away and a tremendous' sea running when we awoke, and of course we had no thought of leaving the shelter we had. The first move was to get to the top of the berg and have a look for the ship. Mr. Davis, the mate, took tlds upon himself, hut he made no discov ery to reward his efforts. He, how ever, got a good idea of the lay of things and selected a place for land ing. When he returned we left the hay and pulled to the east and landed upon a sort of shelf. We had blocks of ice at hand to build a hut, and be fore noon we had a cabin big enough to comfortably hold live of us and the stores from the boat. In the afternoon In searching about we found three or four dwarf pines, planks from a ship's bottom, a cook's galley and chairs and a table, all but the pines from the wreck of some merchant ship. So in tense was tl.e cold that night that no man could have liv^d for five minutes outdoors. At midnight a gale came on. The gale was the tail end of winter. On th(' fourth day the weather became so mild that the ice began t ) melt, and the mate told us that our island was in a current and was being carried south at the rate of two miles an hour. We were in peril now from the breaking up of the mass. On the fifth- day it turned completely around, and a great rift appeared right through the center. We watched it for a day. and, seeing it widen, we took up our quarters In what we thought a safer position. We were not an hour too soon. The rift through the center continued to widen and deepen, and by and by there was n great crash, and the berg separated in 1 hi Ives, leaving ns upon the larger one. Before night the waves had trim med tlie jut so of our berg of all Incum brances, and we went drifting along so steadily and majestically that we al most forgot our peril. For three days and night) nothing happened worth relating except that we discovered and managed to kill two seals which crawled upon the berg from the water to sun themselves. As the winds were light, our berg had no motion except from the current. On the morning of the tenth day before daylight had yet come we crashed into another berg which had probably grounded, and our escape from instant destruction was truly marvelous. The south side of our berg was s; lit off by the impact, leaving our hut st Hiding on the very edge of a cliff six';/ feet high. We had to cut our way through the back wall to escape. Our boat went with the piece, and within two hours the berg heeled over cn its side. This movement took place very slowly and brought us on the crest of the lump instead of being on a shelf near the water. We soon had an other lint up, and next day, the berg ei Wo lmve just rooeived y Berlin's line of lino Stationery, in all now shapes and all stylos. Fine linen paper in pads; also a fine assortment of score cards < and invitation cards. Prescription Druggists. iff SHREVEPORT, LOU I SI AN A being quite still again, we made an other find. For the next eight days we moved steadily southward with the current, our food being gone and each man liv ing oil the leather of his belt or shoes. Oil the morning of the nineteenth d iv we sighted a sail and raised a smoke and two hours later were safe aboard of the Frost King of St. Johns. We. had had a rough and perilous time of it, and had It been midwinter all woul l have frozen to death, but as it was all came out in good health and without the slightest bodily injury. _5m- quad. (out position lu Courue«. Southey was a methodical and rapid literary craftsman. "I am a quiet, pa tient. easy going hack of the mule, breed, regular as clockwork in my pace, sure footed, bearing the burden which is laid on mo. and only obstinate in choosing lay own path," ho wrote to a friend. But bis method was by nq means simple. He was a poet, a his torian, a critic and a miscellaneous writer. He turned out an enormous quantity of matter and succeeded iq doing so by working fourteen hours a day and diversifying his labors within his daily round..- He laid six tables in bis library. He wrote poetry at one, history at another, criticism at a third, and so on with the other subjects upon which lie was engaged, and when ho Was tired of spinning his brains into verse lie turned to history and criti cism. There is a story that he once described to Mine, de Staël the divi sion of his time—two hours before breakfast for history, two hours for reading after, two hours for tlie com position of poetry, two hours for criti cism. and so on through all his work ing day. "And pray, Mr. Southey, queried the Frenchwoman somewhat unkindly, "when do you think?"—Corn: hill Magazine. Minnie Sere«». "The t nutli jewel screw of a watch is so small that to the naked eye it will not look like anything more than a bit of dust." says a watchmaker, "and is probably the smallest screw made. It must necessarily lie perfect in every respect, and the character of the work manship required on it is illustrated by looking at it under a powerful micro scope. when it is seen that the thread) average 2b<> to the inch. It is exactly four-thousandths of an inch in diain eter, and over 5u,0tk> could lie packed into a lady's thimble with ease. Count ing these screws is never attempted, of course', but 10!) are weighed oil a deii 'cate steelyard, and the total number of ! an output Is arrived at by comparing the gross weight with the weight of j these. Such tiny screws can only be i made in large numbers by machinery, and the operation attending their man ufacture is one of the most delicate things in watchmaking." — St. Louis Globe-I >emoernt. A Tonfsh Specimen. "Seen Edwin's new horse?" asked one villager of another. "I have," was the reply. "Well, what does it look like?" asked the questioner. "Well, it looks." said the other man slowly, "as if Edwin had taken it for an old debt." Tlu* Wishbone. When you pull a wishbone with it friend and make a wish, which end wins, the big end or the little end? In , some houses the small end wins, and ! In other houses the big end wins. It's like a cold. Some say starve it, and j others say stuff it.—Atchison Globe. No Siile St?ppIi!K. j "It seems he met her at a hop, ! promptly proposed, and now they're I to be married." "Strange that she should take that step at a hop." "She took it at a Jump."— Philadel* 1 pbia Press.