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A Lost Fortune
(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
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
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,
“Don't talk that way, Samuel! It is
only neighborhood gossip, anyway 1
liave invited Lester to the reception.
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
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
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
“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
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.
Talk about Poverty—nothin’ It seems:
Rich am I ever, with Love and the dreams’
Who with my wealth In the world can com
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
Talk about Poverty’—bright the sun
Take the world’s riches, and give me Love’s
Dreams In the dark skies, and dream ß * n
- the fair.
The light— brave splendor of Jenny’s gold
Earth hath its millions—but nothin’ like
The beautiful hair whose gold ringlets I
There is no Poverty!—Give me, dear God
Not the gold harvests that color the sed
Not tho world’s breath,, over far ocean*
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 ’
i 1 "
She —How enthusiastic and devoted
your friend is to yachting!
He —Yea, it gives him a chance to get
among the swells.
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
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.
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.
“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
Women Screen Painters.
Women have been doing some of the
scene painting at the Imperial theater,
London, lately.

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