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Miracle.
By JOHN HARTY.
Copyrighted, ItOS, by P. ('. Em-tmcnt.
Jessie thrilled at the sight or the
tall, grave man slowly descending the
steps to (lie boat la ml In«- He was a
.governor, the governor of lier own
state, and in I»*» hands lie held the
power of life and death—the life or
death of me man she had promised to
mar' y and who now lay in prison
«waiting execution for the murder of
friend.
He smiled brightly upon her as he
came upon the float. "1 see that it is
not worms alone the early bird ac
quires," lie said as he raised his hat.
"Apparently bouts as well come under
that classification."
* o''on't you come with me?" she In
vito'')- "I am going out alone and shall
be only too glad to -have you come
along."
The governor's face beamed with de
light.
"I was afraid that I was to lose my
sport." lie said as he stepped into the
skiff. "I have only a week, and—well,
you are a fisherman yourself, It seems."
Ills eyes fell upon the tackle neatjy
nrrauged In the stern, and Jessie nod
ded her verification. Fishing hud done
much to help her over the days that
had gone by since sentence was passed
on Tim Darlington. She swept her
tackle to one side, and the governor
took his seat after she had declined to
let him row.
"It seems that I ought to know you,"
ho said uncertainly as lier strong, even
strokes carried them rapidly through
tlie water. "Have I not seen you some
where?"
"At the executive mansion," she an
swered, coloring. "I came to plead for
Tim Darlington."
"Ah, yes," lie answered; "I knew that
I had seen you before. I seldom forgot
a face, though sometimes I cannot ex
actly place it. It was a very unfortu
nate case. I truly regretted that I
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could not bring back the roses to your
face by freeing your fiance, the- evi
dence was so strongly against him."
"Purely circumstantial," contended
Jessie bravely. "Tim and Jack Sutton
were out in a boat, and Jack went
overboard. Tim could not save him
because lie could not swim. The Sut
tons declared that it was murder und
pressed the case."
"But they proved motive," reminded
the governor. "It seems that young
Sutton had been the dishonest means
of losing some of Darlington's savings
in a deal."
"But that was all patched up," cried
Jessie. "Jack was to have paid back
the money in installments. He con
fessed to Tim that he had spent it in
stead of investing it, but they had
made friends again."
The governor shook his head. He had
stern ideas on the abuse of the pardon
ing power. To him the ease seemed
clear.
"I am sorry," he said gently, "hut let
us not discuss the matter. I am firmly
convinced that with a flat bottomed
boat the man could not have fallen
overboard. That is the weak point In
^he defense—the statement that the
man fell out of the boat while chang
ing places. Why, I have changed
places in a boat hundreds of times and
never lost my balance!"
"I didn't mean to annoy you," cried
Jessie penitently. "You are down hero
for n rest, not to be bothered with af
fairs of state."
"You do not annoy me," he assured.
"I only wish I could bo convinced that
the defense was accurate. If you could
argue a new point I would gladly lis
ten."
"I can only tell you how it happen
"There Is
But here is the best
cd," said Jessie dolefully,
no new point,
place to fish," she added as she moved
lightly to tlie bow and threw over tho
anchor. "I found this place last week.
It's the best on the lake."
Tho governor hurriedly threw out his
hook, nnd presently the two were bus
ily engaged in hauling in fish. The
sport was excellent, and the tired lines
, about the governor's mouth relaxed as
he pulled in the finny beauties.
Jessie wm having even better luck,
and at last the governor straightened
up. with a righ of regret, "I am afraid
we shall have to stop," tie said, with a
kindly smile, "uuless we wish to de
populate the lake at one session. I am
under deep obligation to you, Mias
Grandln. it Is the best morning's sport
I have had since 1 came."
"I'm glad there were no more boats,"
Is,
a position that wan open to me
and rame höre In (-lie country to £**
Kitty's governess. That's all.
. was nothing secret about It. I thought
; If you cared very much that you could
! easily Anil me," the girl said bitterly,
thinking of the long months she had
waited—first hopelessly, then despond
ently. '
Bradley seized tier bands eagerly.
"But. Katharine, you forgot that
your brother and his wife have given
tip their fiat—they are not in the di
rectory and 1 had absolutely no means
of getting your address,
know a soul who knew you except the
people at Aunt Kin's, and Aunt Km
only knew your brother's address be
fore he gave up the flat on Harvard
street."
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She gazed at him wonderlngly.
never thought of that" she said slow
ly, "but you seemed to like Miss Ilind
ly."
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Bradley laughed boyishly.
"My dear girl, Miss Illndly was en
gaged to my brother, it hod not been
announced at the time, but he asked
me to he nice to my future sister-in
law and get acquainted with her."
Katharine loaned forward impul
sively.
"Then you didn't like her n bit?"
she demanded.
"Not a lilt—that Is, well enough for
a sister-in-law," he conceded.
"Oh!" she breathed contentedly.
"Oil!" he mimicked happily, draw
ing her head to his shoulder.
said Kitty, awakening sud
denly and gazing sleepily at the couple
by the fireside, "he isn't a bit of an
ogre! He's more like a hero in my
story book that says, 'An' they liVed
happy ever afterward.'"
"Oh,"
Which Are You?
In this world there are two kinds
of men—those who look upon the
bright side of things and those who
walk in the shadow and see nothing
but discouragement ahead.
The cheerful man when he sees work
accumulate attacks It heartily and soon
clears it away, regarding his work as
fun. The other looks and looks, his
face growing longer eacli minute, and
then says to himself: "How much
work do they expect me to do on my
pay? I can't possibly get through all
this today."
Then presently when he settles down
to work ho finds thut the cheerful man
has nearly finished and envies him
his light job.
He never thinks that the optimist
gets through by working steadily,
without loitering to growl at what he
has to do. The thought that he might
work too hard never occurs to the
cheerful man.
Again, the discontented one imagines
that his employer does not notice his
merits or the reverse and loses inter
est in his work. This is wrong, for
every employer knows when a young
follow Is doing Iiis duty well. lie may
not have time to give praise personal
ly, but ho knows just the same.
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Just Like a Woman.
A well known judge had u habit of
slipping his watch under ills pillow
when he went to bed. One night,
somehow, It slipped down, nnd ns the
judge was restless It worked its way
to tho foot of the bed.
After a bit ho awoke, and his foot
touched it. It felt very cold, and he
was scared aud jumped from his lied
and shouted: "My gracious, Maria!
There's a toad or something under the
covers! I touched it with my foot!"
Iiis wife gave a loud scream and
was on the floor in a moment.
"Now, don't go waking the neighbors
up," said the judge. "You get a broom
or something, nnd we'll fix it quick."
Tho broom was given him.
"Now turn down the covers slowly
while I bang It. But a bucket of wa
ter alongside the lied, so as we can
shove it in and drown it."
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Marla fixed tho bucket aud removed
the covers. After three or four good
bangs they pushed it in the bucket,
and then they took it to the light to
investigate.
When the judge saw It was his
watch he said: "I might have known.
It is just like
you women to go
screeching and fussing ubout nothing.
It's utterly ruined now." — Loudon
Mail.
The Swan.
The common or mute swan (the lat
ter is the correct name) is really an
English bird, though it Is better known,
less rare and less expensive than the
throe American breed*, the whistling
swan, the trumpeter nnd the whoop
ing swau, uumed obviously for the pe
culiar note each sounds.
American
swans are less common than the mutes
because of the fact that they will not
breed in captivity and ulso because
they are being killed in great numbers
by hunters, especially by the I ikin'os
during the breeding season, whoa f'i •
birds fly far north. The swans moit
early, before the newly hatched birds
are able to take care of themselves,
and it is a peculiarity of the molt that
all of the wing feathers drop off al
most at the same time, leaving tho
birds helpless. While the swans are
In this condition the Eskimos slay
them with clubs, and the destruction
of one pair of adult birds of course
means the death of n uestful of little
ones.—St. Louis Republic.
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Bloodhound Tracking.
The bloodhound docs not necessarily
follow blood. He hunts what Is tech
nically termed "the clean boot".—that
Is, the houud follows the trail of tilg
hunted person without any adventi
tious aid, and It Is the possession and
gradual development of this particu
lar quality which makes him so inter
esting n possession to the sportsman
and renders bloodhound tracking a
sport in which large parties can en
gage with all the pleasure of the
chase.—Fry's Magazine.
LAWS OF WAR.
The Code That Governs Hostilities Be
tween Civilized Nations.
The "laws of war" as at'present for
mulated by the civil.zed nations forbid
the
murder by treachery, ns. for example,
assuming the uniform or displaying
the flag of a foe; the murder of those
who have surrendered,
conditions or at discretion;
tions that no quarter will he given to
au enemy; the use of such arms 01
projectiles as will cause
pain or suffering to an enemy;
abuse of a flag ol' truce to gain Infor
uiation concerning an enemy's posi
tions; all unnecessary destruction ot
property, whether public or private.
They also declare that only fortified
places shall he besieged, open cities or
villages not to be subject to siege or
bombardment; that public buildings or
whatever character, whether belonging
to church or state, shall he spared,
that plundering by private soldiers or
their officers shall he considered Inad
missible; that prisoners shall be treat
ed with common humanity; that the
personal effects and private property
of prisoners, excepting their arms and
ammunition, shall be respected; that
the population of an enemy's country
shall lie considered exempt from par
ticipation In the war unless by hostile
acts they provoke the ill will of the
enemy.
Personal and family honor and the
religious convictions of an invaded
people must he respected by tiio in
vaders and all pillage by regular troops
or their followers strictly forbidden.
a of poison against the enemy;
whether upon
declara
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GOT HIS OMELET.
Why Ono Man Ceased Trying to Be
Funny With Waiters.
"I've never tried to be funny with n
waltef,"
"since the time when 1 had a little ex
perlence with one In California. It was
several years ago,
'fresh.'
one morning and ordered an
"'What kind?' asked the waiter.
" 'Why, are there more kinds than
one?' I said.
" 'Oh,
the
traveler
saying.
was
and 1 was rather
I stepped Into a restaurant
imelet.
yes, sir,' he answered me;
'there are several.'
" 'Well, bring mo an ostrich egg omo
let.'
" 'All right, sir,' he said, 'but you'll
have to wait quite awhile. It takes a
long time to make an ostrich egg ome
let.'
"I told him I had plenty of time, lie
went away and was gone fully an
hour. Then ho came back with a big
covered dish.
" 'There you are, sir,' he said, plac
ing It before me and uncovering it.
"Well, it was an omelet, all right,
aud big enough for half a dozen men.
Whether there was an ostrich farm in
the neighborhood and lie got a real
ostrich egg or whether he made it
from a couple of dozen hens' eggs I
don't know, but I distinctly remember
that it cost me
and I learned a
valuable lesson."—Youth's Companion.
An Old Joke.
My Lord Craven. In King James
First's Ileign, was very desirous to
see Ben Jonson, which Iiehig told to
Ben, he went to my Lord's House; hut,
being In a very tatter'd Condition, as
roots sometimes are, the Porter re
fus'd him Admittance, with some
saucy Language, which the other did
not fail to return. My Lord, happen
ing to come out while they were wran
gling, asked the occasion of it. Ben,
who stood in need of no-body to speak
for him, said, he understood his Lord
ship desired to see him; you, Friend,
said my Lord, who are you? Ben Jon
son, reply'd the other. No. no, quoth
my Lord, you cannot be Ben Jonson
who wrote the Silent Woman, you look
as if you could not say Bo to a Goose.
Bo, cry'd Beu. Very well, said my Lord,
who was better pleas'd at the Joke
than offended at the Affront. I am now
convinced by your Wit. you are Ben
Jonson.—"Joe Miller's Jest Book," 1Ï3U.
A Wide Distinction.
Barney Malloy and Mike Cairey were
shingling a roof. "Barney," Mike ask
ed, removing a hunch of shingle nails
from his mouth and settling back com
fortably, "what is the difference be
tween satisfied and content?"
"The difference? Sure, there's none,"
answered Barney. "If you're satisfied,
y our're coûtent, and if you're content
you're satisfied."
"That was my opinion, too, Barney,
me boy, up to now. but It struck me
sudden-llke as 1 put that last nail in
that I am satisfied, all right, that Molly
Cairey is my wife, but I am darned
sure I am not content!"
Scatless.
An English hostess was entertaining
about 300 people at a reception and
had provided only about seventy-five
seats. In despair she said to a com
patriot; "Oh. I am so distresse:'! Not
three-fourths of these people : in sit
down!"
"Bless my soul, madam!" he ex
claimed. "What's the matter with
them ?"
Tha Martial Spirit.
"When you go into battle," said the
human analyst, "do you feel your heart
surge with hostility toward the foe or
anything like that?"
"Yes,"
pert.
more resentful toward the foe than
we feel toward our rival associates in
time of peace."—Washington Star.
answered the military ex
"In time of war we feel even
A Study In Dimensions.
"Jimmy, how large a piece of cake
do you want?"
"I want a big piece, but don't gimme
eo much that I'll have to divide It
Kith sister."
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Kittle Truesdell clung to her govern
ess' hand and told (lie story with tre
mors of delight.
"He lives up there all alone. Miss
Jarvis," she said in her shrill, childish
voice, "and nobody knows—just what
—he—eats!" She peered closely at Miss
Jarvis' face to see If tt were covered
by nil appreciative pallor or other sign
of overwrought nerves.
"Now, Kittle, some one has been fill
ing your little head with fairy tales,"
Katharine Jarvis said indulgently. It
lmd not been long since she herself be
lieved In fairy tales, and even at twen
ty-four she could enjoy a game
"make believe."
"Oh. but Jimmie Darnell said he
just an awful looking man there. Jim
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mle peeked through the hedge and
didn't dare let himself be seen. He
was afraid even then that the man
would say;
"Fee-fl-fo-fum,
1 smell the blood
Of an lDngltsh-muu!"
Kittle lent herself to the dramatic
possibilities of the poem and cake
walked solemnly to Its rhythm. The
afternoon walks were part of their
daily routine, but today they had start
ed later than usual owing to the
threatening clouds of the early after
noon. A sharp peal of thunder startled
Katharine from her meditations, and
she was alarmed by the sudden down
pour of rain.
"Come on, Kitty; we must run foi
your ogre's house. This is awful on
you after your attack of tonsllltls."
Kitty hung back, the heavy rain
trickling from the red wing on her
hat in a red stream down her cheek.
"Oh, Miss Jarvis, I—I guess I'd rath
er get wet," she said, her teeth chat
tering with cold mid fright.
"Nonsense!" said the girl, taking her
by the hand and running toward the
shooting box at the top of the hill.
"You are so thin you would never do
for an ogre, chlldie. And, tics ides, I
expect It's a nice old man who will
toll us stories and let us sit by ills fire
and gut dry while the storm is passing.
Think of that dreadful sore throat
you've Just hud, dear! We mustn't let
It come back."
She pounded breathlessly against the
door, and when It opened suddenly the
force of the wind sent them staggering
into the room, which, except for the
log burning in the open fireplace, was
darkened by the shutters closed
against the storm.
The man had evidently been smok
ing on the couch drawn in front of the
fire.
"It's fortunate you were near enough
to run in—it's almost a cloudburst," he
said, throwing on another log and
apologizing for the amount of tobacco
in the atmosphere.
Katharine's fingers, clasping the
child's hand, tightened convulsively.
"It's fortunate for the little girl.
She's been sick, and if you will allow
me I will dry her shoes and stockings
Immediately," she said constrainedly.
At the sound of her voice Bradley
turned in amazement.
"You—you!" he exclaimed, putting
his hand on her shoulder and peering
ut lier in the flickering light. "I've
been hungering for the sight of you
for mouths."
Kitty's overwrought nerves gave
way in a shriek of dismay.
Miss Jarvis—you're not too
thin, and he—he wants you!" she
gasped, hidAig her face on her gov
erness' shoulder.
Bradley's astonishment was mixed
with mirth.
"By Jove! That's a precious kid.
Didn't take her a minute to diagnose
the case. lie certainly wants you—
and has for ages."
Katharine, seating herself by the
hearth, took off the child's shoes and
tried to quiet lier.
"She is dreadfully wet. Have you
a blanket we could wrap her in until
her clothes dry?"
He brought the couch over, nnd Kit
ty, forgetting her w-oes. succumbed
to the warmth of the fire on the soies
of her bare little feet and was
fast asleep. Bradley laid her on the
couch and drew it close to the fire.
"Now tell me why you refused to
answer my letter and how you dropped
so completely out of sight," he de
manded eagerly.
Katharine smiled faintly.
"I thought you seemed undecided as
to whether you liked Miss Hindly or
me better, and I knew she was far
more suited to be your wife than I—
your aunt's companion. So I accept
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80,000 Acres Carey Act Lands
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