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The Starkville News
PUBLISHED WEEKLY.
STARKVILLE. : : : MISSISSIPPI.
A VOW.
That I was cross last night most broke my
heart,
And when you were asleep I tiptoed In
To where you slept with rosebud Ups apart
And tangled curls and roseleaf tinted
skin.
And stood above you for the longest while
Until you sobbed in slumber and you
sighed.
A*d. dear, that sigh drove back my happy
smile
And I remembered! and I almost cried.
*Twas such a little thing you wished to
mark
Across the pages Of the book I read.
And I said “NO!” you went off in the dark,
Then mamma rocked you and you went to
bed.
And to her crooning w ent to slumberland;
And when night’s stillness wrapped Its
mantle deep
About the world I crept and held your hand
And bent and softly kissed you in your
sleep.
And softly kissed the curtains of your eyes,
And lightly kissed your little finger-tips.
And your half-parted Ups whence troubled
sighs •
Still fluttered; and I laid my contrite Ups
Against your cheek, and, oh, my babe, my
dear!
I wept that that one word for which I
blamed
Myself was ever uttered; and a tear
Fell on your cheek and 1 was not
ashamed.
1 think 3 had forgot all ycu had done
To make me glad and make this world
seem dear;
The old world never smiled back at the sun.
And songbirds never caroled half so
clear
Before you came! and never drooping
bough
Whispered so sweet and lilting a refrain!
And I was cross! dear baby. hear my vow:
I’ll never; never; never; be again!
—J. M. Lewis, in Houston Post.
The Promotion
of Thomas
By EDWIN J. WEBSTER
(Copyright, 1903, by baity Story Pub, Cos.)
WHEN half a dozen financial mag
nates, sitting in a Wall street
office, arranged the consolidation of
the L. & O. and Great Western rail
road systems they did a big thing
from a business point of view. By
means of the consolidation rates
could be raised, and, above all, run
ning expenses could be cut down.
The magnates were much pleased
when they figured out the amount
which could be saved by “cutting
down expenses.” But somehow it did
not look so cheerful from the oth
er end of the line.
Tom Willis, fireman on the Mis
souri express, was among those hit
hard by the reduction in expenses.
The consolidation of the two rail
roads meant that the number of
trains on the L. & O. would be re
duced. And Tom was among the men
who received notice that their serv
ices would cot be required after the
end of the month. No fault was
found with his work, but with fewer
trains less firemen were needed, and
Tom, having no “pull at headquar
ters.” was one of the victims.
What made it particularly hard
was that Tom, after many efforts,
had finally nerved himself to tell
pretty Helen Draper —as far as a
tongue-tied, bashful man could —
how much he thought of her. Tom
was big and strong, and had the rep
utation of being one of the pluckiest
men along the line. Evidently the
reputation was undeserved, as for
months he had been in fear of Helen,
who was slight and brown-eyed, and
dimpled, not in the least a person
who would have been selected as the
model for a picture of a fear-inspir
ing subject. After he had mid Helen
what he thought of her, and heard
her soft-spoken answer, Tom Willis
would have strenuously denied the
existence of his former stale of ter
ror. But this would only have been
another case of belittling a danger
after it has passed.
Then, just when he and Helen were
planning their future, came the news
that he was to be laid off at the end
of the month. Tom climbed into the
cab- of the engine in a very despond
ent mood that evening. If truth be
told, with this despondency was
mingled a warm resentment against
the railroad company. He had served
the company faithfully, why should
he be turned off*just at the lime
when life had looked brightest.
Surely, old John Inglis, the en
gineer, had evidently heard the news,
for as Tom entered the cab he
growled out: “Tough luck.” That
was all he said, but even that was a
good deal for John Inglis, wdio had
the reputation of being the surliest
man on the road. He also had the
reputation of being afraid of no
man, whether tramp, train robber or
railroad president.
For over an hour the Missouri ex
press sped west. Then, just before
a little bridge was reached, in one of
jthe worst places cn the road, a red
lantern was seen, swung frantically
on the track ahead.
Old John Inglis turned on the
emergency brake and reversed the
big engine, almost with a single
move. The train stopped Avith a jar
which threw the passengers out of
their berths. TheSi, while engineer
and fireman were peering into the
darkness, trying to make out the
trouble, two men sprang into the cab
of the engine. Other men were seen
running towards the express carr It
was plain what had happened. The
train had been stopped by train rob
bers.
The men who had sprung into the
cab wasted no time. One of them
commanded Inglis to pull ahead with
the express ear, which by this time
had been cut off from the rest of the
train. Surly John Inglis grumbled
•THE COMP AN SO
ALL.”
when he took orders from the dis
patcher. He certainly was not going
tc* take them from train robbers.*
“Go to the devil,’’ was his only re
ply to the command to cut off the
engine.
The train robber was on the point
of shooting. Then he changed his mind,
and. picking up an iron bar from the
tender, dealt the engineer a terrific
blow on the head. Inglis slipped to the
floor of the cab, where he lay in a little
huddled heap. Both robbers turned to
Tom.
“We mean business. Cut off quick or
we'll hurt you worse,”
Tom Willis hesitated. Should he lose
his life for the railroad company, the
company which was to discharge him
at The end of the month? Even if he
resisted, the train robbers probably
knew enough about locomotives to pull
open the trottle and go ahead with the
engine. Then the traditions of the
railroad fraternity, than whom there
are no braver men in the world, aided
by his own native courage, caused a
quick decision. If he could only gain
time, assistance might crime from the
Cars in the rear.
Without a word he stepped over the
prostrate engineer and climbed into
APPEAL FOR THE BIRDS.
Women in Europe I'rged Not to En
courage the Slaaghtrr of the
Crenteß Heron.
The League of Women for the Pro
tect ion of Birds in Europe is now more
active than ever in its campaign
against the fashion of wearing plu
mage on hats. Berries and flowers are
decorations all sufficient for the mem
bers.
This league is spreading with sur
prising rapidity, reports the New
York Sun. It was founded in 1899. It
has branches now in England, France,
Switzerland, Germany, Austria, Rus
sia and Holland. The Geneva branch
of the league has just issued an appeal
to women asking them not to encour
age the slaughter of birds for milli
nery purposes. The appeal says:
“One of the most fashionable" orna
ments of is a light and delicate
plume called an aigrette or crest, taken
from the white heron of North Amer
ica, Some naturalists in the United
States have made known to the entire
world the barbarous manner in which
this ornament is obtained, and our ap
peal is addressed to w omen in the hope
that those who read it may cease to
wear adornments which are obtained
by such cruel tortures.
“The aigrette is the nuptial orna
ment of the species of heron in ques
tion. It grows only during the mat
ing or nest-building season. Hunters
all over the world spare the lives of
birds during that season, but rapa
cious and pitiless fashion does not
spare them. Bright feathers must be
procured at all costs.
“The poor herons gather together in
flocks in the marshes. They build
their nests in willows and other trees
of the same nature, and while they
are occupied in feeding their young
birds, unable to fly, the dealers come
upon them.
“The massacre is easy; the creatures
are almost tame. They never fly far
from their nests and they fall by hun
dreds, victims of the instinct which
impels them to protect their young.
“At the close of the slaughter the
hunters, go away happy in the pos
session of the crests torn from the
heads of the unfortunate birds whose
the seat. But his first move was not t®
open the throttle, but to again put on
the air brakes. The robbers did no*
notice this. Then Tom pushed for
ward the lever and opened the throttle.
The big engine began to puff. But in
stead of moving forward the great
driving wheels spun uselessly around.
The air brakes were doing their work
and both locomotive and express car
seemed clamped to the tracks.
Fora moment the train robbers wait
ed. Then w ith oaths they ordered Tom
to go ahead.
“I can’t,” replied Tom. “The throttle
is wide open and she won’t move.
Something must bave broken.”
At first the furious puffs of the loco
motive and the sight of the spinning
drivers lulled the suspicions of the rob
bers. Then shots were heard from the
rear. A third desperado rushed up to
the engine.
“A lot of cowboys in the back car
have got their guns out,” he called.
“For God’s sake, pull out!”
“Pull out or we’ll brain you!” com
manded one of the men in the cab,
sternly.
Tom only reiterated that he could
not. Again the command was repeat
ed. Now more shots were heard from
the rear. One of the robbers picked
up the bar with with John Inglis had
been felled and again with a fierce
curse told Tom to pull out. Tom pre
tended to let the throttle out another
notch, but as the engine still did not
move the train robber struck fiercely' af
him with the iron bar, Tom caught the
first blow on his arm. He felt the bones
snap. Then came a second blow and a
third blow. Then all was dark.
When Tom opened his eyes he was
lying on a berth in one of the Pullmans.
“The train robbers were scared away
before they could blow open the ex
press safe.” he heard someone say.
“But you showed almighty pluck in not
cutting off the engine.”
Then Tom closed his eyes again. He
felt too weak and battered to keep
them open.
“Turned on the air brakes so that the
engine couldn’t move, did he?” said the
division superintendent when the story
of the averted holdup was told him.
“That showed presence of mind, as w ell
as lots of pluck. He was one of the fire
men we were to lay off at. the end of the
month. Well, we will, lie needn’t fire
any more. Give him an engine of his
own.”
“The company isn’t so bad, after
all,” said Tom to Helen Draper. Al
though still weak, he was eviden
growing in bravery, for he was losing
his fear of her. “Old John Inglis will
pull through all right and I get a good
run. That holdup was a good thing.
“Seems to me,” he added, “that we
ought to send those train robbers an in
vitation to the wedding.”
But Helen blnsned and said it would
not be proper.
“But I hope they got away safely,”
she added, “even if they were sort of
bad men. Though they ought to go to
prison for striking you so.”
Which would seem to show a contra
dictory state of mind on her part to
wards those particular train robbers,
bleeding little bodies lie in heaps on
the ground around the tree. And the
young herons, after having called their
parents in vain, at last die of inanition.
“Let us hope that women may be
horror-stricken at the thought that an
abominable fashion threatens the total
destruction of the immense mass of
charming little winged creatures
which constitute the most brilliant
and the most delightful adornment of
nature in the two worlds.”
AUSTRALIAN TEA DRINKERS.
Drink the Brew All Day Done and at
a Strength That Wonld Seem
to Be Potßonons.
In the interior of Australia all th®
men drink tea. They drink it all
day long, and in quantities and at
a strength that would seem to be
poisonous. On Sunday morning the
teamaker starts with a clean pot and
a clean record. The pot is hung over
the fire with a sufficiency of water
in it for the day’s brew, and when
this has been boiled he pours into it
enough of the fragrant herb to pro
duce a deep, coffee-colored liquid.
On Monday, without removing yes
terday’s tea leaves, he repeats the
process; on Tuesday da capo and on
Wednesday da capo, and so on
through the week. Toward the close
of it the great pot is filled with an
acrid mash of tea leaves, out of
which the liquid is squeezed by the
pressure of a tin cup.
By this time the tea is of the color
of rusty iron, incredibly bitter and
disagreeable to the uneducated pal
ate. The native calls it “real good
old post and rails,” the simile being
obviously draw’n from a stiff and
dangerous jump, and regards it aa
having been brought to perfection.
Unkike- a Woman.
“Yes,” said Henpeck, “the thing that
impressed me most in Kgypt was the
mummy of one of the ancient queens. ’
“What was remarkable about it? *
“The fact that they could make her
dry up and stay that way.”—Philadel
phia Press.
The United State* now has 47 type
writer factories*
Not Acquainted with It*
The Sunday chool teacher wai impress
in# on her pupiU that discomfort always
follows wrongdoing. “Whatis it hurls you
here when you're naughty?” *he a?kedf
placing her hand on her cheat. “Stomach,*
a aruaui urchin replied, memories of stolen
fruits coming into hia mind. “And do you
know,” said the teacher, “thoee little
heathen mentioned nearly every organ in
the body and never mentioned that abstract
thing, a conscience?” —N. Y. Times.
Minnesota Man’s Discovery,
Adrian. Minn., June Ist. —Philip Doyle,
of this place, says he has found out a med
icine that will cure any case of Kidney
Trouble. As Mr. Doyle was himself very
nek for a long time with this painful dis
ease, and is now, apparently, as well as
over, his statement carries the confirma
tion of personal experience.
The remedy that cured Mr. Doyle is called
Dodd's Kidney Pille.
in speaking of the pills ; Mr. Doyle says:
“In regard to Dodo's Kidney Pills, they
ore certainly a wonderful medicine —the
best that I have ever taken.
“I was very bad for a long time with
Kidney Trouble and could get nothing to
help me till I tried Dodd’s Kidney Pills.
‘‘l used altogether about ten boxes, and
I can say emphatically that I am complete
ly cured. I am entirely well, without a
symptom of Kidney Trouble left.
“I can heartily recommend Dodd's Kid
ney Pills to anyone who is suffering with
Kidney Trouble, for they made me alfright.
“I have advised several of my friends to
try them, and not one has been disappoint
ed."
The gourmet's rule: “Never off till
to-morrow what you can eat to-day.”—Yon
kers Statesman.
The Ills of Women Act upon the
Nerves like a Firebrand.
The relation of woman’s nerves and generative organs is very
close; consequently nine tenths of the nervous prostration, nervous
despondency, “the blues,” sleeplessness, and nervous irritability of
women arise from some derangement of the organism which makes
her a woman. Herein we prove conclusively that Lydia E. Pinkham’s
Vegetable Compound will quickly relieve all this trouble.
Details of a Severe Case Cured in Eau Claire, Wis.
** Dear Mrs. Pinkham: I have been ailing from female trouble for
the past five years. About a month ago I was taken with nervous prostra
tion, accompanied at certain times before menstruation with fearful head
aches. I read one of your books, and finding many testimonials of the bene
ficial effects of Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, experi
enced by lady sufferers, I commenced its use and am happy to state that after
using a few bottles I feel like & new woman, aches and pains all gone.
“ I am recommending your medicine to many of my friends, and I assure
you that you have my hearty thanks for your valuable preparation which has
done so much good. I trust all suffering women will use your Vegetable Com
pound.'*— Mrs. Minnie Tietz, 620 First Ave., Eau Claire, Wis. (May 28, 1902).
Nothing: will relieve this distressing: condition so
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soothes, strengthens, heals and tones up the delicate
female organism. It is a positive cure for all kinds of
female complaints; that bearing down feeling, back
ache, displacement of the womb, inflammation of the
ovaries, and is invaluable daring the change of life, all
of which may help to cause nervous prostration.
Read what Mrs. Day says:
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the benefit I have received from taking your remedies. I suffered for a long
time with nervous prostration, backache, sick headache, painful menstru
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“ I hope that every one who suffers as 1 did will give Lydia E. Pinkham’a
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Free Medical Advice to Women.
Mrs. Pinkham invites all women to write to her
for advice. You need not he afraid to tell her th©
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ter will he seen only by women and is absolutely con
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Another Case of Nervous Prostration Cured.
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heard of Lydia E. Pinkham’s wonderful medicine, and began its use, which
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'• “X can heartily recommend it to all suffering women.” — Mbs. Bertha
B. Deibkins, 25% Lapidge St., San Francisco, Cal. (May 21, 1901.)
Af AA A poRFE.IT It we cannot forthwith produce the original letters and signatures of
X*IIIIIII above testimonials, which will prove their absolute genuineness.
VUUUU Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Cos., Lynn, Maas.
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w. M. AKIN a SON, Proprietors, Evansville, Indiana. _
Those Delightful Aaerloaai.
“Here’s a story, the truth of which (a
Touched for by an English lady resident io
Florence, She has a balcony that over*
hangs a atreet in which are some
and a few days ago an American mother
and daughter paused to look in at the win
dow and interchanged the following re*
marks: ‘Mamie, are you quitesure thatthis
is Venice?’ ‘Why, yes, mamma,' was the
reply, ‘you know' it says in our itinerary
that we are ts be in Venice on April 15. anq
to-day is April 15, sure!' " —London Mcdr
ern Society.
Stops the Cong-h
--and works off the cold. Laxative Brotno
Quinine Tablets. Price 25 cents
Miss Passay (coyly)—“And just think!
Last evening he suddenly caught me in his
arms and kissed me." Miw Pepprey—“He
always was a good hearted fellow—and as
unselfish.”— Philadelphia Press.
Piso's Cure for Consumption is an infallr*
ble remedy for coughs and colds.—N. W.
Samuel, Ocean. Grove, N. J., Feb. 17, 1900.
“Some folks,” said Undo Eben, “is busy
because dey hab a heap o work to do an
some because dey wants to git away an’ go
fishin’.” —Washington Star.
“The Klean, Kool Kitchen Kind” io the
trade mark on stoves which enable you to
cook in comfort in a cool kitchen.
Not failure, but low aim, is crime.—J. R.
Low'ell.
Opium and Liquor Habits Cured.
Cook free. B. M. Woolley, M. 1) , Atlanta,Ga.
It w no use blowing up folly unless you
build up wisdom. —Ram’s Horn.