The Newport miner. [volume], December 12, 1907, Image 3

About The Newport miner. [volume] (Newport, Wash.) 1899-current

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Ladies' Purses,
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Crest Wave Ware
These are only a few of the large assortment we have, and we can please you and your pocket book in anything you may wish for the Holidays
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Snared Him•
[Original.]
We were sitting in the arbor under
the grapes, which were quite ripe. We
plucked and ate a number of huge
bunches; then she asked what we
should do next. "Oh, I know," and she
ran into the house and brought out a
book. On the left page were a number
of printed questions; on the right*
blank spaces in which to write the an
swers. It was impossible to determine
which were the more stupid, the ques
tions or the answers that had been
written in it. The book was about
half filled, the writers having bee»
both masculine and feminine.
I ran my eye down the column of
questions, such as "What is your fa
vorite color? Your favorite proverb?
Your age?" When I came to the last
I paused and asked if the women an
swered that question. She said only
one had, but she didn't count; she was
a practical creature and earned her
own living. I went on down the list.
"Is life worth living?" Think of that
to be answered by people from sixteen
to twenty-six, as most of those who
had tilled in the answers were. "What
Is your present thought?" I paused
again and began to write, "That the
•nan who"— She stopped me.
"Don't write anything disagreeable.
I won't have my book spoiled."
I had Intended to write, "The man
who got up this book did so for idiots
and to fill his pocket at their expense."
Instead I wrote, "The man who is
asked to write in this book should feel
highly complimented."
"That's very nice," she said. "I
know how cynical you are, and I
feared you were going to put in some
thing horrid."
My second thought was that I had
narrowly escaped making an fl£S of
myself.
I wont oa down the list and paused
at "What Is your ambition?" These
questions were goading me to ruin,
and again I came near making a slip.
I started in to write "To drink all the
champagne there is in the world," but
caught myself when I had written
"To drink" and finished "dew from
your sweet lips." I had no sooner
written this, which I had considered
a high flown compliment, when I real
ized that it was tantamount to a decla
ration. She was looking over my
shoulder, and to get a glimpse of her
face I turned my head. My beftfd
came in contact with the almost Invisi
ble down on her cheek.
"Oh!" she exclaimed.
"Excuse me," I said.
The glimpse 1 got satisfied me that
I had stepped off the river bottom and
must swim. I was startled at the dis-1
covery, had never been before beyond •
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uiy aeptn ana an indifferent swimmer
at that. Still I confess I had been pad
dling around the girl who was about to
—well, to drown me. She says I'm
cynical, and I suppose ! am, though I
am somewhat excusable in this In
stance, for the word "drown" carries
out my simile. I struck out wildly.
"That won't do," I said, "in a book to
be seen by any and every body. They
might think—l mean—while it's true
It's—shall I scratch it out?"
"Oh!"
This was no reply to my question,
but it expressed a lot. Others may not
understand what it meant, but I did.
I was rattled. I made a dash for the
next question and read aloud, "Do you
consider marriage a failure?"
I wanted to write as I felt. "I wish
I knew which it will be for me if I
settle this matter now," but of course
I couldn't write that, so I temporised,
and a man who temporizes with the
girl he courts is lost—that is, if mar
riage is a failure. I wrote, "It depends
upon whether one gets a good wife."
It's a wonder she didn't laugh when
she saw what I had written, but she
didn't. This was a serious business.
"Don't you think that a one sided
view to take of it?" she said In a soft
voice.
"Upon my word!" I exclaimed. I was
getting more and more rattled every
moment. "I'll fix it," and I wrote on—
"but in this case"— I stopped again.
"What case?" she asked Inthe same
soft tone.
"Why, the case we were talking—
weren't we talking about a case? So
we weren't. How stupid!"
"Oh!"
What a convenient word and how a
girl can use it! I've since tried it my
self, but without the slightest effeet
Think of a man using it and with
out -the softness of voice, the surprise
In the eyes, the injured look about the
mouth. One might as well expect a
woman to produce an effect by the use
of a swear word. And yet this girl was
snaring me with it
"You seem to think"— I began
paused. Yes, she thought, and she had
a right to think, but what I was about
to say wouldn't help matters. She
didn't say "Oh!" I wished she would,
or anything to start me afresh. I turn
ed to the book for a way out "What
is your favorite method of proposal 1"
The question must have been put in
for the women, and women who were
flirts at that A pan might have a
favorite beverage, but never a favorite
method of proposal. But with me all
had depended on the nature of this
next question, and it had gone against
me. I surrendered at discretion. I
wrote deliberately:
"A man should simply say: I lore
you. Will you be my wife?" Then I
turned and looked her square in the
face.
She's got her question book yet, but
keeps it under lock and **y.
EDGAR T. EVANS.
in January, 1849, one year after the
first discovery of gold in California,
there were 10,000 men mining there.
Holiday "Perfumer,
Holiday Candies,
Holiday Vapetertes,
Tsra*)eling Sets,
Manicure Sets
Toilet Sets
Hunting the Maribou.
Hunting the marabou Is attended
wtth great difficulty, as the bird pos
sesses wonderful cunning and often
contrives to outwit the most skillful
Jiunter. With laughable dignity It
measures the ground between itself
and Its pursuer and takes very good
care not to exhaust itself by too rapid
flight. If the hunter moves slowly the
bird at once adopts an equally easy
pace, but If "the hunter quickens his
steps the bird is off like an arrow. It
Is very difficult to get within gun
range of this calculating creature, but
the natives adopt a novel means of
capturing It, which the bird, with all
Its astuteness, is unable to compre
hend and falls an easy victin*. A
tempting morsel of meat is tied to the
end of a long stout cord, which the
skillful hunter flings to a great dis
tance, as he would a lasso, the bait
falling as near the fleeing bird as he
can aim It. He then conceals himself
.hastily behind a bush or crouches low
on the sand. The marabou, which al
ways keeps Its eye on the hunter, see
ing him vanish, quietly stops and de
vours the bait, when it is easily se
cured by t£e hunter, who runs toward
it, eoiling the rope as he goes.
Every good act Is charity. Giving
water to the thirsty is charity. Re
moving stones and thorns from the
road is charity. Exhorting your fel
low men to virtuous deeds is charity.
Smiling in your brother's face is char
ity. Putting a wanderer in the right
path is charity. A man's true wealth
Is the good he does In this world.
When be dies mortals will ask what
property has he left behind him, but'
angels will inquire, "What good deeds
hast thou sent before thee?"—Moham
med.
Good Actions.
When we have practiced good ac
tions awhile they become easy. When
they are easy we take pleasure In
them. When they please us we do
them frequently, and then by frequen
«y of act they grow Into a habit.—Til-
Votson.
Corrected.
"Mamma, Mrs. Oldcastle just went
wild over our new bust of Shakespeare
when she was here this afternoon."
"Burst, my dear, burst. Mercy
how can you use such slang? And
you've been to Europe twice too!"—
Chicago Record-Herald.
No Joke to Him.
"That fellow/' said Tete de Veau, "is
always getting off the old Joke about
the difficulty -of finding a woman's
pocket."
"But, you know," L'Oignon explain
ed, smiling, "he married a rich wife.**
—lab Angeles Times.
If thou addest little to little and
floest so often soon it will become a
great heap.—Hesiod.
Figure Thic Out For Yourself*
Calculations offer a great many 111*
teresting propositions for the studious
ly inclined. J. Dunk of Baltimore has
compiled a rather remarkable arrange
ment of the title of a song from "Mile.
Modiste"—"l Want What I Want
When I Want It." In the following
twenty-five squares the words are so
arranged that by beginning in the up
per left hand corner and reading across
or down, not up, the sentence can be
read in 18,421 different ways, accord
ing to the arranger. There is no time
this week to verify the count, but any
one may do so who has leisure. Here
is the arrangement:
A sentence which could be read for
ward or backward, such as "Raw was
I ere I saw war," if it had nine sylla
bles, could be written in the same ar
rangement of squares and could be
read in 36,842 different ways, or dou
ble the above illustration, as it could bei
read down from the upper left hand
corner or up from the lower right handr
corner.—Baltimore News.
Forest of Natural Columns.
There is in Bulgaria a group of nat
ural columns much like the Gianfa
Causeway in Ireland. On the edge of
a plateau in the open country rises thla
forest of natural columns, which gives
the impression of an antique ruin. The
columns, which are about fifteen to
twenty feet high, are absolutely cylin
drical, and they are often as much as
three feet thick. The stratification of
the rock resembles joints and vertical
erosion due to rain has formed Doric
fiutings.
No Use For a Label.
Shopman (to undecided customer
come to purchase a dog trough)— Would
you like one with "Dog" painted on it;
madam? Customer—N-no. You see,
the dog can't read, and my husband
doesn't drink water!— London Punch.
The Glad Ring.
The ideal state of love will never
come to pass until the wooer can use
the glad ring In his voice and save the
price of a diamond toward provisions
for the first year in a flat—Spokane
(Wash.) Spokesman-Review.
He Didn't Like a Crowd.
Mrs. Gotrox—Mabel, dear, are you
Bure Mr. Woodby loves you for your
self alone? Mabel—Yes, I'm sure he
does, mamma. He Is always so rest
less when you are in the room.—Ex
change.
Military Sets,
Bibles,
Books,
C & C Boxes,
Qlove Boxes
Handkerchief Boxes
NEWPORT
Stevens Gounty,
Washington
Beautiful
Healthful 1
Productive
A place for homes and investment on the banks
of the beautiful Pend d'Oreille River, a navigable
stream flowing through a fertile valley, lined on either
side by green hills and immense forest-
Thousands of acres of Government land still
open for settlement. Millions of feet of fine timber
to be manufactured and marketed. A rich mining
section now being explored. Unlimited water and
electric power and easy transportation.
Climate unsurpassed in the Pacific Northwest.
Large clay deposits for manufacturers of brick
and pottery.
Marble quarries and lime rocle. Cement clay
that produces a product proven to be equal to Port
land cement.
Competitive railway line now being built into
the city.
Opportunities offered to Homeseekers, Capital
ists and Investors.
For booklet and information address
Sect'y of the Commercial Club