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The Wakening of Wildwood
By Stanley E. Johnwon U- U (Coprr'jht. br Shortstory Pub. Co.) Twenty years ago nobody went to Wildwood, and yet, 20 years ago, its I mountains were as picturesque, its sunsets as gorgeous, the white moon light, streaming through the topa of Its tall, dark pines, was as glorious *nd impressive as to-day. But now, from an unknown cross-roads, it has become one of the most noted and im portant places on the White Mountain map of summer travel. The little place that slumbered is bounding with life. From the first day of July to the first week of October, every year, more baggage Is handled at Wildwood Junction in a single day than had en tered the township In the whole course of Its existence prior to Its awakening. And Its awakening was brought about by the great transform er, Death. This is how it came to pass: in tne Best room of the lonely hillside farmhouse of Abraham Jen hins—a room seldom opened except to the minister and book agents—were assembled, one November day, the clans of the Jenkinses and Perkinses, to attend the funeral of the late Mar tha Perkins Jenkins, the farmer’s wife. A stalwart son, the eldest of a family of nine children, had, after Abraham himself, given voluble testimony to their high appreciation of the depart ed. The leanest of a covey of maiden sisters of the deceased took the wid ower aside and said: “I only hope she knows how ye’r feelin’ fer her; it would be a good bit satisfy in’ to her. I’m sure. She sez to me once, set she. ‘Ef I go, I know that Ahe'll marry eome young thing that n over’ll tek no interest in the young ones, and they’ll be left ter shift.* Hut ye wouldn’t do that, would ye, A be?” Disregarding this pointed appeal, Abraham Jenkins cleared his throat •and addressed the assembled com pany: “I've Jest decided ter tell ye, s'long’s yer all here, that I've sort o’ felt ez ef I sh’d fuller her soon. So I’ve bought a lot in the graveyard—to he paid fer in instalments—and when I die I want yer ter put me by the side of Marthy. Then I shell rest in peace. Them's my final instructions.” Turn ing to the maiden sisters of his la mented wife, he added: “I know ve'll tek good care o’ them tliar youngsters that Marthy sot so much store by.” Then he broke down and sobbed wild ly, "Oh, Marthy, Marthy, why hev ye gone?” Fdur months after the funeral an other Mrs. Abraham Jenkins was in stalled in the lonely farmhouse, and she was all that the first Mrs. Jenkins had foreboded. Young and frisky, pretty Matilda Price had attracted Abraham Jenkins at a Grange socia ble, and his mourning had ceased from that moment. That there should be great indigna tion among the Jenkinses and more or less astonishment in the comniunity ut large was a matter of course, but it was some months after the wedding of the widower before a marble slab mysteriously appeared in the new Jenkins lot in the village cemetery, bearing the following inscription: | KE WAS KEKE | The first stranger to notice the od dity of this bit. of mortuary sculpture was a touring bicyclist. What could It mean, he wondered. The sexton, whom he happened to catch on the rremises, denied all knowledge of the significance of the inscription, hut he grinned. The bicyclist was followed not long afterwards by a visitor In a buggy. Soon the country swains, with their companions, drove from places 2,r» miles away to read and ponder upon the strange Inscription. Picnic parties came nnd gazed upon It and, after eating luncheon In the grove of tall pines—now known as Wildwood— went away to spread the Intelligence of the peculiar monument in Wild wood cemetery and extol the charms of the neighborhood. The yearn sped swiftly by. and hits of moss and lichen gathered In the deeper lines of the carved Index and clung to the angles of the sculptured letters, but an Increasing army of vis Itor* not^d that the traces of time and Jecay were periodically cleaned away by uoseeu hands. The seasons parsed, WA9NT USED TO IT. Visitor—Look on the bright side, old man. Although you r© laid uu ysmr wife is all devotion to jou. ** Crabbed Old Grout h—Yai, confound it; I don't know wfcai a ailing her each bringing new curiosity seekers from a wider radius to behold the in explicable legend and exercise their ingenuity upon Ita interpretation. Summer boarders began to come from New York and Boston, and tourists from the south and the flat, treeless regions of the middle west, to whom the towering peaks and dense, sweet smelling woods were as inspiring as they were unfamiliar. Then, to the amazement of every body, when Abraham Jenkins became a widower for a second time, the lone ly slab was discovered to have a com panion on the opposite side of the family lot. It was thus inscribed: | He was Mine J This second dazzling gravestone ap peared one day in March. Before the season waa over Wildwood had built Its first summer hotel and planned and subscribed the capital for the narrow gauge branch uround Swallow Hill to connect with the railroad at what is now Wildwood Junction. The new road had hardly been run ning two seasons when Abraham Jen kins, white-haired and tottering, fol lowed his second wife to the grave yard to which, after his funeral, all eyes were again turned. Among the townspeople it had always been sus pected that the first slab was put up by the Perkinses and the second with money left by the consort who had been Matilda Brice. These conjec tures were confirmed when the will of Abraham Jenkins was read and a gravestone was erected in accordance w'ith his last instructions, between those of his departed partners, and It was also conceded that ia death he had proved equal in wit to all his wives' relations, for this was the sculp ture it bore, surmounted by hands at tached to arms spread out as if in benediction: I WAS THEIRS I Tourists to-day throng to Wildwood In greater numbers than ever. Tour naments are played on the golf Hnkg of Hotel Wildwood and the tennis courts of the Minster, near the Clois ter Pines. Hear Nook glen. Artists’ point and lectern ledge are visited by shoals of sightseers in backboards, in automobiles, awheel, on horseback and afoot, and the views from Sunset rock were never finer. Hut the tide of curi osity has ebbed away from the little cemetery on the hill where the hones •£ Abraham Jenkins rest between those of his two wives, and they and the feuds of their families are almost forgotten. Breaking the News. At a recent dinner of ’ The Fossil*” given recently, James M. Heck was one of the speakers. ‘The Fossils ” is an organization composed of former amateur Journalists, and Mr. Beck, as one of the organizers of the National Amateur Press association in Philadel phia in 1876, has never lost his inter est in this most admirable training school for young writers. "In looking hack u|K*n those day* when the publishing of amateur pa pers seemed the most fascinating thing in the world,” said Mr. Heck in the course of his address, *'I feel in deed that I am guite in the fossil class. The organization of the Na tional Amateur Press association seems almost, prehistoric. In looking hack through the years it is almost as misty as the stone age. I was a very small boy when I took part in those weighty deliberations. I feel like the youngster who said to his fa ther: “ Father, was writing done on tab lets of stone in the old days?’ ‘"Yes. my son,* replied the dutiful parent. ‘"f»ee!’ noised the boy. ‘Then if must have taken a crowbar to break the news.’ ” ' PROOF FOR TWO cfc.TS. If You Suffer with Your Kidneys end Back, Write to This Man. O. W. Winney. Medina. N. Y.. in vites kidney sufferers to write to him. To all who enclose postage he will re ply, telling how Doan’s Kidney Pills cured him after he had doctored and had been in two dif ferent hospitals for eighteen monthi, suffering Intense pain in the back, lameness, twinges '' worn stooping or lifting, languor, dizzy spells and rheu matism. “Before I used Doan's Kid ney Pills," says Mr. Winney, “I weighed 14*. After taking 10 or 12 boxes I weighed 162 and was com pletely cured." Sold by all dealers. 60 cents a box. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. CARNEGIE'S RIVAL. tie s a regular pnilauthro—what 4o you call It?” “Wots he did?” "Why, In de last week he's give away two dozen ‘Deadwood Dick' an’ a dozen ‘Nickel’ libraries!” A Mere Fad. John D. Rockefeller, Jr., was talking to a member of the famous Bible class about economy. "But economy, like everything else, may he carried to extremes—may be made a mere fad of,” said Mr. Rocke feller. "There Is a farmer out near Cleve land who makes a fad of economy. Every' time he drives Into town he carries a hen with him tied to the seat of his buggy. “A friend rode with him one day and found out the use of the hen. When, at noon, tho farmer lunched under a tree he gave his mare a feed from a nosebng. The hen. set on the ground, ate all that the horse spilled from the bag, and thus there was no waste.” By Inference. The magistrate looked severely at the small, red-faced man who had been summoned before him, and who re turned his gaze without flinching. "So you kicked your landlord down stairs?” said the magistrate. "Did you Imagine that was within the rights of a tenant?” "I’ll bring my lease In and show It to you,” said the little man, growing still redder, "and I'll wager you’ll agree with me that anything they’ve forgot ten to prohibit in that lease I had a right to do the very first good chance I got.”—Youth’s Companion. A Man’s Tact. Nobody but Mr. Henley would have asked such a question in the first place. "Miss Fairley," he said, "If you could make yourself over what kind of hair and eyeB would you have?" "If I could make myself over,” said Miss Fairley, "I would look Just ex actly as I do now.” "You would?” exclaimed Henley In 1 honest surprise, and to this day he j can't understand why Miss Fairley thinks him a man of little taste and less tact. DIFFERENT NOW Athlete Find* Better Training Food. It was formerly tho belief that to become strong, athletes must eat I plenty of meat. This is all out of date now, and ; many tralnerr feed athletes on the | well-known food, Grape-Nuts, made of ; wheat and barley, and cut the meat down to a small portion once a day. | “Three years ago,” writes a Mich. I man, "having become Interested In I athletics. I found I would have to stop eating pastry and some other kinds i of food. “i got some Grape-Nuts, and was j soon eating tho food at every meal, . for I found that when I went on the j track, I felt more lively and active. “I.rfiter, I began also to drink Postum In place of coffee, and tho way I ' gained muscle and strength on this . diet was certainly great. On the day of a field meet in June I weighed 124 lbs. On the opening of the football •eason In Sept., I weighed 140. I at tribute my fine condition and good work to the discontinuation of Im- ! proper food and coffee, and the nslng i of Grape-Nut* and Postum, my princi pal diet during training season being Grape-Nut*. “Befoie I used Grape-Nuts I never felt right In the morning—always kind of 'out of serfs’ with my stomach. Rut now when 1. rise I feel good, and after a breakfast largely of GrapeNuts with erf am, and a cup of Postum, I feel like a now man.” "There’s a Reason.” Name given by Post am Co., Rattle ■ Creek, Mich. Read “The Road to j Wellvllle,” in pkgs. Ever read the above letter? A new ; one appears from time to time. They i •r® genuine, true, ar.d full of fajrnan interest. Hl» WAY OF HIOPOtlN H»—They tell me you're great at guessing conundrums. She—Well, rather good. He—Here’s one for you: If I were to eek you to marry me. what would you •ay? TWO CURES OF ECZEMA Baby Had Severe Attack—Grandfather Suffered Torments with It— Owe Recovery to Cuticura. "In 1884 my grandson, a babe, had an attack of eczema, and after trying tho doctors to the extent of heavy bills and an Increase of tho disease and suf fering, I recommended Cuticura and in a few weeks the child was well. Ho !s to-day a strong man and absolutely free from the disease. A few years ago I contracted eczema, and became an Intense sufferer. A whole winter passed without once having on shoes, nearly from tho knees to the toes be ing covered with virulent sores. I tried many doctors to no purpose. Then I procured the Cuticura Remedies and found immediate Improvement and final cure. M. W.LaRue, 845 Seventh St., Louisville, Ky., Apr. 23 and May 14, ’07.’* Couldn’t Fool Him. A custom house clerk, who, prior to his entry’ Into Uncle Sam’s service, was a schoolteacher "a good many years yet,” as ho proudly Informs his associates, was standing on the corner of Fifth and Chestnut streets one cold day last winter, deeply engrossed In studying a legend which appeared on a dairy man's wagon, us follows: “Pasteurized milk,’’ etc. His face wore a puzzled expression, but Anally betraying evidence of ilnwn Ing Intelligence he remarked to a by stander: “Ain't these here Philadelphia milk men a-gottln’ to bo just as deceitful bh anything! Pasturlzed milk, eh? Put they can’t fool me. ’cause 1 lived In the country, and know you can’t pasture cows In winter.” Telepathic Thirst. News travels so fast nowadays as to render one almost speechless with wonder at the achievements of the wireless telegraph and telephone, says the Palmyra (N. Y.) Journal. One night last week we won % case of whisky at tho Elks’ fair in Lyons, and the night we brought It home there were Jbree church members, a town official and two members of tho band on hand to meet us on getting off the car. Since our arrival many people whom we have hitherto believed re spectable have gone out of their re spective ways to speak kindly to us. Overlooked. “I always distrust your judgment for some reason or other, John.” "Yes, and you have reason to; It serves me right!” “Why, 1 cannot remember you ever having done anything to Justify such a distrust.” “Have you forgotten that I married you?”—Houston Post. Important to Mothers. Examine carefully every bottle of CA3TORIA a safe and sure remedy far infants and children, and see that it Rears the 1 Signature oft_ ' ■ In TTse For Over JM> Years. The Kind You Have Always Bought. The Mean Thing. 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Thomas, aged nine, sat perched upon the table, hls mouth full and his ayes guilty. “Whatever Is the matter?** asked mamma. “Bo-o-o!” cams from Ethel; “we were playing Garden of Eden. Bo-o-o!** “But what la there to cry about f* Then Jack, with furious finger point* lng at Tom, ejaculated through hia tears: “God’s eat the apple!”—Bohe mian Magazine. Unpoetlc Feet. Josselyn was feeling blue. He had come homo from hls visit to a New York manager with hla drama—“In rimed hexameters or something like that,” in his wife's phrase—under hls arm. Aa he sat gloomily turning tfce pages of hls rejected manuscript, hls wife fixed her eyes on him somewhat critically, llo looked disheveled and untidy as well as dejected, and aha could nut help noticing it. Hut she was ready to do the wifely part and encourago him to fresh efforts. “If only you would pull up your socks a bit,” she said, “you might easily make a hit.”—Youth’s Com panion. BAD BLUNDER. Admiring Stranger—What a stai ning rider! Er—do you think aha would feel hurt If I should toss bar ■ kiss? •‘No, but you might feel hurt, aoi ny.” replied the big at ranger at bis elbow. "That's my wife.” A 8ure Remedy. A young man who experienced much trouble in managing a head of hair which manifested an unpleasant inclination to stand on end, wrote to a weekly paper for a plan by which his troubles would be at least loss enod. He was given the following recipe: "One part molusses, three parts bees wax, four parts India rubber, four parts glue, 12 raw eggs; boll on a slow fire for two hours and IB min utes. and while cooling stir in enough cod liver oil to make the mixture slab and good. Apply hot, and while grad ually cooling pass a lawn mower back and forth over the head.” He didn't take it. The Useful Reason. Rev. .Sydney Goodman—his Men’s church at Atlantic City, with Us smok ing congregations and its moving pic tures, has already brought out many imitators—Is noted for the brilliancy and originality of his sermons. "Even in a begging sermon,’’ said a member of the Men's ehurrh, "Mr. Goodman can amuse. He began a re cent begging sermon in this manner: " ‘A deacon Bald to the minister's wife: "’Why is your husband always ask ing for money, money, money?’ "Tho minlBter’s wife sighed: " ‘I suppose it is because you never give him any,’ said she.” Nothing to Be Thankful For. Elizabeth’s mother did not teach her lUtlo daughter much that she should have learned about religion; nor did the father. The other day a guest said to the tittle girl: “Elizabeth, does yoar fa ther say grace at tho table?” "What grace?” returned the girt ta nocently. "Why, thanks for what you have to eat.” ■‘Oh.-’ replied Elizabeth, now en lightened. "We don’t have to thank any one for what we have—we always pay cash.” | ... _ The Grammar Class. The head mlstr»-j% of a certain pro vincial school was one day examining a few cf her select pupils In grammar. 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