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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.’ ”
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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
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infants and children, and see that it
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The Mean Thing.
She (eyeing the refreshment booth)
—Dearest, while wo are waiting for
the train, don't you think it would be
a good Idea to take something?
He—Yes, darling; and since it is
such a beautiful moonlight night, let's
take a walk.
Opposites Cause and Effect.
"They aay that there Is more crime
committed In hot weather.”
"Yes; heat, seems to conduce to
wickedness.”
"Now that's strange, that a close at
mosphere should cause loose princi
ples.”
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NOT IVKt FAULT THAT TIMA
Childish Realism Instilled Inte Story
of Garden of Eden.
Realism rules the nursery. A cer
tain Philadelphia matron, who had
taken pains to Inculcate Biblical
stories ss well ss ethical truths In her
three children, heard, the other day,
long drawn howls of rags and grief
filtering down from the playroom. Up
two flights she hurried, to find on the
floor Jack and Ethel, voices uplifted.
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.
"Stand up, Juan, and make me a
sentence containing the word ‘sel
dom,’ ” she said, pointing to a small
urchin.
Juan paused as if in thought; then,
with a flush of triumph on his face,
replied: "J^ast week father had five
horses, but yesterday he seldom!**
Rome men decline to look upon the
wine when It is red because they pre
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