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A glass famine is reported. Great
suffering among the goats and the os
Perhaps the farmers are buying
automobiles so that they can scorch
after the scorchers.
An arena for bull fights is being built
at Cannes. After the bulls are killed
there, will they be canned?
At least that big South African dia
mond ought to be exhibited all over
the world before it is cut up.
In Thibet when a pupil fails In his
lessons they (log the teacher. Say!
Isn't there some sense in that?
The Yaqui Indians of Mexico are
doing their best to take their proper
place among international problems.
A Louisville minister swallowed a
steel drill and even the X-ray can'i
find a trace of it. Wtiat a digestion!
Prof. Craig says that civilization is
over 9,000 years
small for its age it sees sometimes
And might)
We will soon know whether J. P.
Morgan or "Pat" Sheedy will get that
$4,000,000 diamond just found
"Is there any redeeming feature
about a red nose?'' asks the Denver
Post. Well, as a danger signal to tht
bibulous it lias its uses.
Americans eat more sugar than any
other people on earth. It is no won
der, therefore, that they do the most
scolding at the sugar trust.
King Edward has quit wearing a
white vest. This will, of course, mean
a dead loss of $4 or $5 to the Ameri
can who has just bought one.
Sir Frederick Treves, the eminent
English physician, thinks ."genius is
some sort of neurosis." Perhaps that
accounts for its eccentricities.
The coast of Borneo has more mos
quitoes to the square inch than any
other place in the world,
this accounts for Borneo's crop of wild
The Springfield, Mass., Republican
refers to Alfred Austin's sonnet
Sounds like an advertisement
of ham.
The Sultan of Turkey is trying t
borrow money from German bankers.
He must think the Germans
been too busy to read about Cassie
The young lady who wants to know
"how a girl ought to salute the Amer
ican flag" probably wouldn't displease
the color-bearer if she should throw
kisses at it.
The schedule of Mrs. Chadwick's
debts Indicates that most of
dupes have decided to "chuck the
whole business" and mark it up to
profit and loss.
Owing to circumstances over which
he has no control, J. Pierpont Mor
gan will not he able to add the sun
spot to his large and magnificent col
lection of curiosities.
If Mrs. Chadwick could only get to
a bank, she could easily prove that a
rich relative several
her the 3,022-carat diamond just dis
covered near Pretoria.
years ago gave
According to a Philadelphia tobac
conist, his best cigars are sold for $5
apiece. They are not the kind that
iGov. Pennypaeker hands out to news
papet reporters when they call.
The naval cadets can't quite agree
•with the president that the fear of mil
litarism is a baseless alarm when they
remember that very few of (he West
Point football players quit school this
Lack of proper food or an insuffl
cient amount of food may be one of
the causes of truancy, but many
gray head can recall how he played
hookey on a full and perfectly satis
fied stomach
A boy died in a New York school
room after being taunted on his fail
ure to pass an examination. The doc
tor said the lad had a weak heart.
And it may be added that his taunt
ers had weak heads.
The four sovereigns
Austria, Germany and Italy draw
$13,000,000 per year in the way of sal
aries. That Is to say four kings take
the table stakes in Europe. Much the
same way in this country.
of England,
Author of "The Kidnapped Millionaires.'' "Colonel MonroJ'
s Doctrine,'' Etc.
All rights
Copt right, 1&03, bt
i. J. Unix l filer
1 The Prophet's Prayer.
"Kneel, John. Take off your hat,
fad. Let us pray!"
An old man and a hoy clung like
wreckage to a rock which marked
the outer edge of Black Reef. The
flickering light of a lantern accentu
ated the gloom of the night; a night
famous in the annals of New England
for the storm which tore the coast
from Quoddy Head to Siasconset.
The lantern's light revealed two fig
ures worthy the pencil of a Hogarth.
Bared to the gale, the old man's scant
white locks streamed back from a
forehead massive and unfurrowed.
Wonderful eyes of steel gray glowed
witli fires of fanaticism beneath dark,
shadowing eyebrows scarcely touched
with the rime of years. The thin lips
parted in a line which suggested im
placable tenacity of purpose, not bait
ing at cruelty nor stopping at cun
ning. Above the mouth, the head was
that of a Greek god; below it showed
the civilized savage—selfish, relent
less—the incarnation of courage,
strength and determination. The
man's frame was so broad that the
legs seemed stumpy, yet Peter Burt
stood six feet four at three score
years and ten.
His companion on this night mis
sion to hurricane-swept Black Reef
was a boy of eight. No fear of the
storm or of the strange old man
showed in the dark gray eyes of the
youth. He was garbed in a tightly
buttoned jacket and a pair of home
spun trousers, securely tucked into
copper-toed boots. The ends of a
blue yarn "comforter" fluttered in the
As the old man spoke, a wave
dashed its icy spray across the rock.
"It's awful wet, granddad. Can't
I stand up and pray?"
"Kneel, my boy, kneel," replied the
old man in a deep but not unkind
w *t
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"SEVEZ. Z, ry/A"
matt or/' yorji? zyiD. /.a t /ys yas 4y? u
voice. "The Lord will not harm His
servants whether they approach Him
in storm or in calm."
Falling on his knees, the old man
faced the sea, raised his arms to
heaven, and prayed to the God who
rides on the wings of the storm. The
spray stung his face, but he heeded
it not. A giant surge swept the lan
tern away, and its faint light went
out as it clattered along the rocks.
The old man prayed fervently that
his sins might be forgiven. There
was one sin which weighed heavily
upon him, though he named it not in
his petition.
The year was 1860, and on that No
vember day the news had come to
Rocky Woods of Abraham Lincoln's
election to the presidency.
In the tempest which lowered when
the election was in doubt, and broke
in fury when the triumph of Lin
coln was certain, Peter Burl saw
an augury of the storm which was
soon to sweep the country. An ar
dent Abolitionist, and a rabid advo
cate of Unionism, he lifted his voice I
that November night in a frenzy of
eloquence which thrilled the child at
his side and left an Impress years
did not efface. Amid the crash of
waters, his gray hair streaming in
the wind, nis dripping arms stretched
over the foam. Peter Burt prophesied
the four years of desolating war then
Impending. He invoked the curse of
God on the enemies of his country,
returned thanks for the coming eman
cipation of the slaves, and exulted in
the victory to lie achieved by the
Union arms. He ended with a tender !
plea for the grandson kneeling beside S
him—"who is the heir." the old man
declared, "not of my worldly posses- j
slons, which are nothing in Thine !
eyes, but of those gifts and that
>ower of divination with which Thou
lnurt graciously vouchsafed me. John
Burt, shall be the chosen one of the
house of Burt Withhold not, 0 Lord,
Thy blessing from him! Amen."
The old man arose and shook the
water from his hair. The prophet
had gone, the New England farmer
stood in his place,
The resonant
voice which challenged wind and
wave sounded harsh as he exclaimed;
"Where's the lantern, John? See
if you can find it. We'll break our
necks trying to get back without it."
John found the lantern, and after
many attempts and muttered com
plaints the old man lighted it. Hold
ing it high over his head, the old
man walked cautiously along until he
reached the weed-strewn and surf
lashed beach. He looked into the
face of the boy who trudged beside
"You are a brave lad, John; a
brave, good lad. It is beginning to
rain. We must hasten home."
Jessie Carden.
"I don't care to pick (lowers!
want to stay right where I am. Let
me stay and watch for one of those
thingumbobs in the water. Please,
Jessie Carden clung firmly to an
iron rod of the old bridge, and spoke
with the pleading defiance of a
spoiled child of twelve. The gover
ness smiled sadly down upon the
pouting lips and rebellious eyes.
"Certainly, my dear," replied Miss
Malden. "Don't lean out over the
bridge, sweetheart, and keep away
from the creek. 1 shall not be gone
long. You will lie very careful, won't
you, Jessie?"
"Just awful careful, Govie. There's
one of those spidery things now!"
Jessie was spending her first sum
mer in the country. For three weeks
she had been living in the Bishop
farm-house. So many things had
exclaimed, dancing in excitement and
dismay. "Oh, what will Govie say?
Boy, get me my cap!"
The youth, startled at the imperi
ous summons, followed her gaze and
caught a glimpse of the cap as it was
carried along bv the tide. Looking
up the road, h placed his fingers be
tween his to i and whistled shrilly,
A large Newfoundland dog came
happened that the memory of the
Carden mansion in Boston had be
come a dream. The Bishops were
distant relatives of General Marshall
Carden, the banker; and to them had
been consigned the welfare of his
daughter, in special charge of a
trusted governess.
Jessie peered over the rail and
watched the waters in vain for an
other of the "thingumbobs."
back and forth and threw sticks and
stones into the creek in a vain at
tempt to lure its denizens to the sur
face. Then she spied a hoop-pole
which had fallen from a passing
wagon. This slender rod easily
reached the water, and Jessie
thrashed the surface with all possible
vigor. A projecting branch from the
pole caught her cap, and it fell into
(he creek, where the tide swept it
under the bridge.
With a cry of dismay, Jessie turned
and dashed across, almost falling be
neath the feet of a horse.
"Whoa, Jim!"
Checked in a slow trot by a pair of
taut lines, an old farm horse stopped
so suddenly as to rattle the contents
of the wagon. The driver, a boy oi
seventeen, dropped the lines and
leaped lightly to the bridge.
"Did he hit you, little girl?"
Jessie Carden stumbled and fell just
beyond the horse's hoofs. Before the
hoy could reach her. she was on her
feet and peering over the bridge.
"There it is! There it is!" she
She ran
towards him, leaping in huge nounds
"Hoy, Prince, go get it!" He pointed
to the cap, now whirling in an eddy.
Prince soon reached the cap, and,
above the water,
The sides were
holding it well
turned for the bank,
steep and slippery, but the boy took
firm hold of the dog's collar, and after
a struggle hauled him to solid ground,
Prince dropped the cap, filling the air
with spray as
wagged his tail, and lolled his tongue
in canine self-satisfaction.
"Here is your iap," said the boy, as
he held a much' bedraggled piece of
millinery gingerly at arm's length.
"Thank you, boy!" sai
smiling through tears
welling in her eyes,
sigh of relief she noted that the gov
erness was not in sight. Jessie patted
the dog on the head, and with a ro
guish glance addressed her unknown
"What is your name?" she asked,
with the direct frankness of twelve
"My name is Burt—John Burt."
"My name is Jessie Carden." said
the young lady as she crawled through
the fence unassisted by her new ac
quaintance. The courtesy expected
by a miss of twelve is the same as
that extended by a lad of seventeen,
so neither suffered in the other's es
"What were you trying to do with
that pole?" asked John as they
reached the bridge.
"I was trying to stir up those spi
dery things down there in the water,"
replied Jessie, again grasping the
pole, which had remained erect, fast
in the sticky bottom of the creek.
''Oh, how I wish 1 could catch one!"
"That's easy," said John Burt, as
he climbed into the wagon. "Wait
until 1 hitch this horse and I'll show
you how. Want some anyhow; you
can watch me."
With a little
John Burt speedily returned with
some scraps of meat and a mysteri
ous implement which consisted of a
pole with a stout dip net at the end
of it. Jessie regarded the prepara
tions with keen interest. The boy
took a piece of string from his pocket
and securely fastened a piece of tough
raw beef to it; then he lowered the
meat into the water. In his left hand |
he held the pole, with the meshes of
the dip net but a few inches above the
surface. Jessie watched with bated ]
breath and wide opened eyes.
Slowly and carefully John raised 1
At last tlie meat showed i
the string,
red in the murky water of the creek.
As it came to the surface John thrust
the net below. Out of the swirl of
water it emerged, laden with the meat
and a struggling, writhing crab.
"Got him!" said John, as he lifted
the dripping collection over the side
of the bridge.
"Isn't he ugly! Look at his legs!
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten, eleven—no, ten—I
counted one of them twice. Does he
bite?" Jessie hovered over the net
and stretched her fingers towards the
floundering crab. The little beady
eyes glittered, the claws clashed help
"You bet he can bite! You get
near enough and he'll nip you good
and hard," said .John as he un
snarled the crab from the twine and
meat. "Run over to the wagon and
get the basket. I forgot it."
Delighted to be of assistance in so
famous an undertaking, Jessie ran
swiftly to the wagon and returned
with a large wicker basket. John had
already dropped the bait in the water
and the crab was crawling along the
bridge. Reaching down, he deftly
grabbed the crab and dropped him
into the basket.
For an instant Jessie was speech
less with wonder and admiration at
such bravery.
"Boy, let me catch and you poke,"
she ventured in a plaintive note. "I
never caught a crab. Won't you
please—John Burt?"
"Why, certainly!" said John. "I'll
show you how."
Jessie left the squirming mass of
crabs and sprang to John's side.
"Reach down as far as you can,"
John directed. "That's right. When
you feel something pull or jerk, pull
up—slowly, though, or you'll scare
him. Do you feel anything?"
"The line kind of twitches," whis
pered Jessie.
"Raise it up slow. Be careful.
There's one on, sure! Now jam the
net under him!"
Jessie made a swing with the net,
but dipped too low. A huge crab
dropped from the meat, struck the
edge of the net and floundered back
into the water.
"I lost him!
Wasn't he big?"
"Go on; try again." said John good
Jessie lowered the meat and waited
patiently for a minute. Then she
slowly raised the line. With much
care she dropped the net below the
meat and raised it from the water.
(To be continued.)
What a shame!
Japan's Population.
The population of Japan is twelve
times as dense as that of the United
pepys at an execution
Punishment of Malefactors in England
in Year 1663.
In the early days of public execu
tions, It was no uncommon thing for
the condemned man to be hanged on
the scene of the crime, or even at hi*
Mr. Pepys attended such a
{spectacle on Jan. 21, 1663, for we read
the following entry in his diary:
"Up. and after sending my wife to
my Aunt Wright's to get a place to
Turner hanged. I to the 'Change,
and, seeing people flock in the city, I
inquired and found that Turner was
not yet hanged: so I went among
them to Leadenhall street, at the end
of Lyme street, near where the rob
bery was done, and to St. Mary Axe,
where he lived.
shilling, to stand upon the wheel of a
cart, in great pain, above an hour be
fore the execution was done, he delay*
ing the time by long discourses and
prayers, one after another, in hopes
of a reprieve; but none came, and at
last was flung olT the ladder in his
A comely looking man he was,
And there I got, for a
and kept his countenance to the end.
I was sorry to see him. It was believ
ed there were at least 12 or 14,000 peo
pie in the street."
Sanitary Sermons.
Once a year the archbishop of Tuam
preaches a sermon on health and 1
cleanliness. The national hoard of tha
Catholic Truth Society of Ireland baa
issued a sanitary sermon as a pam
phlet which sells at a penny; it will,
it is believed, do much good.
Cured Her Diabetes.
Halo, Ind., Feb. 27th.— (Special.) —
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any form of Kidney Disease, as so
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Kidney Pills will cure any form of
Kidney Disease. For Mrs. L. C. Bow
ers of this place has proved that
Dodd's Kidney Pills will cure Dia
"I had Diabetes," Mrs. Bowers says,
"my teeth all became loose and part
of them came out. I passed a great'
deal of water with such burning sen
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about 40 pounds in weight. I used
maDy Heines and doctored with
two local doctors but never got an Y
* started to use Dodds
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pletely that in three years I have had
' ne -' * ills '
no return of the disease. I am a
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Dodd's Kidney Pills cure all kidney
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Cure your Backache with
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Disease, Diabetes or Rheumatism.
Heat from Alcohol.
Alcohol is one of the great heat
producers, and if it might be manu
factured and sold untaxed would be
an available source of heat in steam
plants. One pound of alcohol is as
valuable as a pound of coal for fuel,
and its burning for fuel is a much
simpler process, involving the mini
mum of waste.
Scalp Cleared of Dandruff and Hair
Restored by One Box of Cuticura
and One Cake of Cuticura
A. W.
Taft of Independence, Va.,
writing under date of Sept. 15, 1904,
dandruff for twelve years and could
get nothing to help
bought one box of Cuticura Ointment
and one cake of Cuticura Soap, and
they cleared my scalp of the dandruff
and stopped the hair falling,
my hair is growing as well as ever. I
am highly pleased with Cuticura Soap
as a toilet soap. (Signed) A. W. Taft,
Independence. Va."
"I have had falling hair and
me. Finally I
Pish Inscription.
In the old churchyard at Kilkeel, Ire
land, is a tombstone with the follow
ing inscription: "Here lie the remains
of Thomas Nichols, who died in Phila
delphia. March, 17!
would have been buried here."
Had he lived he
State or Ohio, City of Toledo, i
Lucas County. (
Frank .1 Cheney makes oath that he Is senior
Saftner of the llrm of F. J. Cheney <fc Co., dolnc
business In the City of Toledo. County and State
aforesaid, and that,said tlrni will pay the sum of
ONE HUNDHEI) DOLLAKS for each and every
tase of Catarrh that cannot he cured by the use of ,
Hall's Catarrh Cure.
Sworn to before me and subscribed In iny pres
ence, this 6th day of December, A. I). 1886.
Notary 1'ublio.
Hall's Catarrh Cure Is tal;cn Internally and acts
directly on the blood and niuc <us surfaces of the
system. Send for testimonial-, tree.
F. J. CHENEY A CO., Toledo, O.
Sold by all DruKiflst*. 7,1c.
Take Hall's Family Pills for constipation.
To Clean Furs.
Furs can be cleaned by rubbing
them with bran.
you ever lose any
money on Schilling's Best
Your gTOcer return* your money If yon don't !lk»K.
First United States Mint
The first United States mint
•etabllshod in 1792.

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