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THE STARKVILLE NEWS.
VOLUME 111. ■■■ 1 ..ri--!' A Lost Fortune By J. M. SCANLAND (Copyright, 190i, by Daily Story Pub* Oo.) MRS. SARAH WYLY was a shrewd matchmaker. She had brought aoout a marriage between her eldest daughter, Emma, and John Montgom ery, a talented young editor of New Or leans. and now dhe was looking for an eligible husband for Mary, the youngest and prettiest of her daughters. Mary had Just returned from a two years’ stay in Paris, where she had takeu lessons in French, music and de portment. and was pronounced “finished" —like most others who return with a su perficial education. Society In the vil lage oi Monticello was in a flutter —the young ladies were curious to see their former village schoolmate, and their mothers were ?n\ ions of Mary’s Parisian trip. The Wylys had been poor, but now were the wealthiest in the Bayou Macon neighborhood. Sam Wyly had been an overseer on the Scarborough plantation, and upon the death of the owner, Wil liam Scarborough, he was intrusted w ith Its management Mrs. Scarborough, old and feeble, had implicit confidence tn the overseer, who had served them so many years, and intrusted everything to his management However, debts accumulated, and it became necessary to sell some of the negroes to pay for supplies. Cotton crops failed and, final ly, when the aged Widow Scarborough died, the plantation passed into the pos session of Sam Wyly, w r lio built upon the site of the old frame house a magnificent two-story structure. According to the papers filed by Wyly. Mrs. Scarborough bequeathed the plantation and negroes to him, in consideration of “affection, and for services rendered," after the payment of the just debts. The people of the Bayou Macon settle ment talked a great deal about the sud den wealth of the Wyly’s. ’Squire Willis was of tho opinion that as the cotton crops had been large for the past several seasons, he could not see how it became necessary to sell “niggers’* to buy sup plies. It was also remembered that when William Scarborough sold his crop of cotton in Vicksburg and suddenly died there with the yellow fever, there was some talk afrout what became of the money? They could not recollect “for sure” whether Wyly was with him on that visit, or not. “We. shall give Mary a reception next Wednesday night,” said Mrs. Wyly to her husband, a few’ days after the return of their daughter. “Yes; Mary should meet her old friends, and we must show’ the people that we are not too proud to receive them! There’s some talk in the neigh borhood about us!” “I care nothing about what these common people say! ” replied Mrs. Wyly, with her nose elevated. “You men don’t know anything! I want Mary to meet Mr. John Lester. You know he is the best catch in this part of tho state. Besides, he is hand some, a good lawyer, and is related to the Johnsons and w ill inherit a fortune from his uncle Hiram.” “Didn’t you tell mo that Lester and Miss Ellen Austen are engaged?” Yes; they are —engaged; but —” “Wyly looked up from his paper and caught the significant glance of his scheming wife, and in a contemplative tone asked: “What do the neighbors say? Have the Austen children come back here to live, or arc they only on a visit to their cousins—tho Wade’s?” “Octavia says they are here only for the summer. But if they do stay it will make no difference —with our affairs!” Each looked significantly at the other —both were thinking of the same thing. “Since the death of their parents they would inherit —” / “Nonsense, Samuel! The will of Mrs Scarborough cuts off their parents, and now how can these children inherit their grandaunt’s plantation?” “Yes; the will! The will throws them all out! And, besides, the Austen chil dren have no money to fight tho case, If they should bring suit.” “These children don’t know anything about the estate, only what we have told tne-m —that it was Insolvent And they tiavo examined the will.” “Maybe Lester has told Ellen some thing. The neighbors have talked a great deal, and he may have heard it! They all know that we had nothing, and—” “Don't talk that way, Samuel! It is only neighborhood gossip, anyway 1 liave invited Lester to the reception. STARKVILLE, MISS., FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 18, 1904. Ho is poor; Mary is rich. Perhaps If it was "known that wc intend to give Mary SIOO,OOO as a bridal present —well, sometimes people change their minds!” “You are a diplomat!” said Wyly, smiling. “I can give him iome legal business, and that will help him to build up a practice'—” “And invite him to dinner frequently, and he will soon forget—” “That is another good idea, Sarah.” The Wyly mansion was brilliantly lighted, and crowded wfith guests. The rich planters of the Bayou Macon “set tlement,” with their families, were in attendance, and also all the village peo ple, rich and poor. It was the greatest event In the social history of Monli celio. Miss Mary was dressed in the latest fashion, which attracted the attention of all and the envy of the young ladies. There was only a slight inclination of her well-poised head, and a meaningless, mechanical smile on her face as she re ceived Introductions to the guests. She greeted each with a commonplace ex pression, which meant nothing or a great deal —according to the recipient “Oh, I am so delighted to meet you, Mr. Lester!” said the debutante, in a very effusive manner, as her match making mother brought the “rising young lawyer,” to where Mary stood, surrounded by a number of young men, who were rivaling each other in paying compliments to the new belle. Mothers looked on with envy, and their marriageable daughters appeared to bo indifferent to the progress of Miss Wyly. The reception was over, and Miss Wyly had made an impression. Speculation of the village gossips came to an end with the verification of the truth of the rumor that the engage ment between Miss Ellen Austen and John Lester had been broken. As usual, it was said that the young lady had changed her mind; but, the more think ing ones saw in the broken engagement the designing hand of Mrs. Wyly. Lester loved Miss Austen with all the ardor of a young man whose attach ments have been few. Yet, like most In experienced lovers, he was attracted bv this new’ face, and ho mistook a passing fancy for love. The winsome smiles of the beautiful Miss Wyly. her artifices and her dashing manner, made her so different from the plain country girl. Ellon Austen, that he could not under stand how he had brought himself to the belief that he had ever loved her. Lester’s r other foresaw the inevitable, and pleaa . with her son. “Do not marry a c ocial butterfly, my son! Ellen will he a good wife, and with her you will be happy. Mary is fickle. She is brilliant and pretty, but her education is superficial. If you hope to advance in your profession, my son, do not marry a woman of fashion.” “Then you wish me to marry a house keeper?” “Your father married a housekeeper,” replied Mrs. Lester, reprovingly. The advice was unheeded, aud the en gagement of Lester and Miss Wyly was formally announced. Extensive preparations had been made for the brilliant w edding. Every one in the settlement and the village w’as present One familiar face was ab sent —Ellen Austen. “Why, Ellen is not here!” whispered several. “And she was Mary’s school mate, too!” “Then it is true?” said another. The bride was complimented by all. especially by the young ladies, who could scarce repress a sigh of envy. The bridegroom also received many compli ments, and all wished the cduple the usual amount of happiness. After a three-months’ tour of the northern watering resorts, Lester and his young wife returned and took up their residence in the Wyly mansion. At the November term of court the case of “John and Ellen Austen, heirs of Elizab th Scarborough versus Sam uel Wyly came up for trial. The older settlers r ?ain begun to talk. They rec ollected 'e sudden wealth of Overseer Wyly an wondered how he came into possession of the plantation and the “50 head of niggers.” The case at tracted general attention and the court house was crowded dally. John Lester appeared for his father-in-law, and Charles Floyd was tho attorney for the Austen heirs. Finally, the strongly contested case ended, and Judge Jackson summed up his charge to the jury, as follows: “The alleged will of Mrs. Elizabeth Scai borough Is signed by three witnesses and appears to be in due form, except ing that these names are those of fe males. Under the statute a female is not legally qualified to witness a will. Therefore th© court instructs the* Jury to return its verdict for the plaintiffs— John and Ellen Austen.” “May it please the court!” exclaimed Lester, excitedly. “That statute Uon solete, and—” “The statute has never been repealed and therefore it is still law! There U no necessity for argument, Mr, Lester.’ Tho crowd loudly applauded tho ver dict, and congratulated the heirs. The Wylys vacated the mansion, ami the Austens received their inheritance In a few wrecks the engagement of Mis. Ellen Austen and Charles Floyd was an nounced. COYOTE AND DOC IN BATTLE Passengers on a Columbia River Steamer Treated to Novel Form of Entertainment, Passengers on tho steamer Bailey Gatzert, on the Columbia river, from tho Dalles to Portland, Ore., recently were provided with a little form of en tertainment that was somewhat out oi the ordinary. It v/as a fight, between a bulldog and a coyote, which occurred back in the brush a short distance from the town of Lyle. Tho animals fought for nearly hall an hour, and had not the owner of th€ dog separated them it is probable that it would have been a life and death tussle. As it was, both animals were well covered with blood when the con test was interrupted. The coyote woulc snap and claw and break away before tho bulldog ccTuld get one of those firm holds for which the breed is noted. Just as the contest was getting ex citing Mrs. Cuthbirth, the dog’s owner took a hand in tho battle. She had been waiting to take passage on the Catz ert and was desirous of bringing th* dog to Portland with her. She live* on a ranch not far from Lyle, anc started to walk to the landing when the coyote was encountered in a clumi of near the liver. The boat hac been taking on a cargo of wheat, and was about ready to pull out, “ When the bruros got together the passengers looked eagerly on, and had it not been for the warring, notes ol the whistle many’ of them would bavf rushed to the scene. They describe it as being one of the prettiest con tests they ever witnessed. With terri ble rushes the bulldog would attemp to land on his opponent, but the latte? proved too quick for him, jumping nimbly away before any great harm could be done. Watching his chance he would make a savage snap in re turn, and he succeeded in drawing the first blood. Fearing that the boat would leave her, Mrs. Cuthbirth procured a huge club, with which she managed to beat the animals apart. THE RICHES OF LOVE. Talk about Poverty—nothin’ It seems: Rich am I ever, with Love and the dreams’ Who with my wealth In the world can com pare— Rich in tho glory of Jenny’s gold hair! Beautiful, down-streaming hair that I hold In the hands of me—kissing and loving its gold! Talk about Poverty’—bright the sun streams! Take the world’s riches, and give me Love’s dreams! Dreams In the dark skies, and dream ß * n - the fair. The light— brave splendor of Jenny’s gold hair! Earth hath its millions—but nothin’ like this: The beautiful hair whose gold ringlets I kiss! There is no Poverty!—Give me, dear God Not the gold harvests that color the sed Not tho world’s breath,, over far ocean* blown— But tho red lips of Jenny, that lean to my own! And even in death Just a joy, like to this: Her gold hair to shadow me—sweet with Love’s kiss! —F. L. Stanton, in Atlanta Constitution. A Long Stop-Over. The Michigan Central railroad has allowed a stop-over of 30 years to a passenger who has just completed a journey begun in 1874. The entire dis tance traveled was only 57 miles, bu’ it required three decades to complete it. In 1874 O. W. Stayer bought a rap road ticket over the Michigan Central lino from Galesburg, Mich.,, to roka geon. In those days stop-over privi leges were allowed and Mr. Stayer found It necessary to get off the train at the Grand Rapids and Indiana cross ing, nine miles west of the point where he boarded the train If he did not stay around Kalamazx> Junction for 30 years, ho at least kept his ticket un til used for that length of time. New Kind of Vaccination. Under* the advice of Prof. Davenport, of the Illinois agricultural college, farmers of that state are sowing their fields with alfalfa bacteria from Kan sas, remarks the New York Telegram. In a little while we’ll hear the bowl* “What’s tho matter with Illinois 0 ’ COMING UP. i 1 " She —How enthusiastic and devoted your friend is to yachting! He —Yea, it gives him a chance to get among the swells. R Al LRO AD ~LUXU R Y More People Than Ever Before Are Now Enjoying- the Conveu iences of Travel. “I observed,” said an infrequent traveler, according to the New York Sun, “that more people than ever be fore, many more, how travel in parlor cars. There are plenty of people w’ho ten or twenty years ago would never have thought of riding in any but a sit-up car who now take, on a day journey, seats in a parlor car, and this not for its exclusiveness, but for its greater comfort. “It Is by no means the person of wealth alone who now travels in parlor cars. The man of moderate means, and in fact the man of very moderate means as well, lives now at home In greater comfort than ever before, and when he goes abroad ho likes to travel in like or better manner. And if he is going on a journey of any distance by day he takes a seat in a parlor car and he takes to It very kindly and naturally and unostentatiously. “And still the modern train of lux ury is a w'onder, and familiar as it may be wo must admire it all the same, and most of all must we admire the train that combines within Itself all the many modern features of lux ury in travel; the train which, drawn by a tremendous engine that could, it would seem, haul a range of moun tains if It could be placed on wheels, has ponderous sleeping cars, in which one may go to bed in comfort in one state to wake up hundreds of miles away in another; parlor cars from which one may look through broad framed window's, as through a great picture frame, upon a great gallery of marvelous pictures constantly chang ing; a dining car in which one may dine as luxuriously as he would, while the train flies at 50 miles an hour past towns and villages and over streams and across the open country, and an observation car, whence one may see the earth Itself shoot out behind him “Truly one of the wonders of the day is this train, a train that the trackmen on the road still stop to gaze at, with pride and admiration, as it thunders by; a train that one may en joy though his purse be not so very fat, but one whose luxuries could not have been commanded at any price a scant 50 years ago, when such trains were quite unknown, when everybody rode in sit-ups.” Wears a Queen’s Crown, When Jay Gould as a young man was w'andering about the country trying to sell books, the queen of Spain w r as wearing as her crown the valuable pos session which now often graces the head of the book canvasser’s daughter When Queen Isabella was exiled, she carried with her most of her jewels. One of these was a crown set with some of the finest diamonds, emeralds, rubies and sapphires in the world. A few years ago a Spanish grandee, known as Prince del Drago, came to America. His sole fortune consisted of the gor geous crown which had belonged to his grand-aunt. The imperial bauble was offered for sale, and was eventually bought by the Goulds for $125,000. It Is now worn by Countess Castellane. — Chicago Journal. Political Progress. We have passed the siage of develop ment where a mar was considered a statesman just because he could success fully feed a calf.—Springfield (111.) Jour nal. Progressive Ameer. The progressive policy of the ameer includes the appointment of women doc tors at Cain* and the use of electric’ power in his gun factory. Low-Lived Fathers. Over a thousand fathers have deserted their children in Londrn. NUMBER 37. WHERE JOKES ARE ALTERED Jests Rewritten and Doctored by Joke* smith Who Brings Them Up -to-Datc, In the desk of any jokesmith an* many unused jests, writes a “joke smith,” in Booklovers Magazine. These derelicts are not valueless. Some of them are still available with* out rewriting. Merely trimming ths edges with scissors and stamping my name and latest address on them in ft new spot will make them look like jokes, and some editor will then buy them. Others will have to bo rewrit ten and brought up to date before I can hire them out to editors who need their services. For instance, i find, on examining a bundle which is marked “War,” that the jokes Included therein refer to the Spanish-American argument. Those jokes were written during the excit ing summer of 1898. away back in the last century. They failed to find a market at that time, but they may go now if “Russia” or “Japan” is insert ed in place of “Spain.” One joke re fers to a man who refused to enlist because he was under bonds to keep the peace. Now, that seemed funny to mo when I wrote it; it seems funny now. But I would not sell it six years ago. I hope for better luck be fore the mikado and the czar smoke a cigarette together. Here is another. One man begins. “Spain’s fleet" —but before' he says more the other declares: “Spain has no fleet.” The first makes the state ment again: “Spains fleet” —and i; again interrupted. After several such interruptions, the first man completes his sentence as follows: “Spain’s fleet of foot.” Recent incidents in the wa ters of the far east, taken with other incidents on land, indicate that this joke can soon be started on its rounds again, with “Russia” inserted in place of “Spain.” Nearly all of my bicycle jokes, quite popular in the middle nineties, have been changed into automobile jokes, and in anew form many of them saw themsel-es in print. Those that i\o not find such a haven will be kept, and perhaps within a few years they will bo available as flying-ma chine jests. Her© is a bundle of Klondike jokes. Some of them can be twisted into Si berian jokes and given anew lease of life. The climates of Siberia and the Klondike region are much of the same, and those frapp© jests will therefore apply to widely separated regions. The X-ray jokes are not im mediately available. To twist them into radium jests would entail as much work as constructing new T ones. Population of Saxony. Saxony has 281 people to the square mile, against only 104 to the mile for the rest of the empire. A LONG DRINK. “Do you mind my using your tele scope a minute, sir?” “Telescope nothing! That’s a drink ing mug!” Matanzas Fort. The oldest fortress in the Units States is Fort Marion, on the Matanzas, in Florida. It has seen many bloody frays in the opening up of what is ntow the paradise of the south. The land around this ancient place has been watered by the blood of men who have fallen in conflict, but to-day it is a peace ful. picturesque of charm and serenity. Women Screen Painters. Women have been doing some of the scene painting at the Imperial theater, London, lately.