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Born to Mr. and Mrs. Buel Rich
ards, at Beach hospital, Oct. 3, a
girl. 0''
A. Kellogg is in the city this
week from Chenney, Wash., look
ing after his local property
interests.
Wednesday, Oct. 9th, at the
Opera House, the World's Greatest
Freak, Doss, grows to be the tallest
man .in existance.—Advertisement.
For some very desirable city
property in all additions to Beach,
see J. M. Baer. Have several
houses for sale on very reasonable
terms.—Advertising. tf
An attraction at the opera house
which promises to arouse more than
ordinary interest occurs Monday
night, when films showing the fam
ous 500 mile auto race at Indianapolis
last May will be put on the screen.
D. D. Sullivan, optical specialist,
of Fargo, will visit Beach person
alyl, Thursday and Friday, Oct.
17th and 18th. All persons having
defective eyesight or who need
their glasses changed should call
and see him. Office at the State
Line liotel.—Advertisement. 47-48
Albert E. Bowen, socialist can
didate for governor, will speak in
Beach at the Logan hall next Wed
nesday evening, October 9th, at
eight o'clock. The socialists are
making a hard campaign and ex
pect to get a big vote in
kthis
May I be pardoned if I ask?
sec
tion of the state.
The newspaper men were well
represented at the fair. Harry
Dence was over from Belfield, Wal
ter Shear from Sentinel Butte and
J. M. Cramer from Marmarth.
The first named gentleman was
stepping rather high about town,
being the daddy of a winsome lit
tle lady which his wife presented
to him last week.
Beach has been a mecca for poli
ticians this week. Aside from
Congressman Hanna, who was an
invited guest of the £fair manage
ment, P. D. Norton, republican
candidate for the same office, and
Attorney Sullivan of Mandan, who
is a candidate for attorney general
on the democratic ticket, were in
the city taking in the fair and
meeting our people. The demo
crats held a rally at Sentinel^Butte
Tuesday night and one at Beach
Wednesday night and yesterday af
ternoon Mr. Halvorson spoke at the
fair grounds, while^Mr. ^Norton
speaks this afternoon, both accept
ing invitations from the fair man
agement. Attorney Casey, of
Dickinson, another prominent dem
ocrat, was also in the city during
the week.
SOLID COMFORT
How sweet it is at eventide
To put your feet above your head
And at a bulging gift cigar
Puff until time to go to bed!
There are the joys of chase and war.
Of smashing hearts—a thankless task
But what are they compared to this,
Youth more excitement may enjoy.
And raising of the gent called Cain,
Attending fights in cellars damp
Or going somewhere on the train.
But middle age enjoys it best
To end the day in calm repose
With feet upon the mantelpiece
And with a pipe to warm his nost.
Then visions flock about his ears,
His long lost youth returns again.
And he is scaring foes to death
Or leading forth to battle men.
Or maybe he is catching fish.
Or leading in the merry dance,
Or only wondering if in stocks
It would be wise to take a chance.
Serenity and comfort lurk
In slippers and an easy chair
And in a wreath of'rising smoke
That fills with curlicues the air.
Far more enjoyment is in that
Than chasing all about the town
And making merry with the boys
When middle life is bearing down.
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A Lesson
By F. TOWNSEND SMITH
When Helen Armsby and I were but
ten years old we were great
Only a woman could give the cold
tone to produce perfect irony.
I didn't ask her to point out any
more beauties, but she did so of her
own accord.
"Did you put that balloon in for an
Improvement?" she asked.
"You mean that tree on the hilltop?
No, 1 copied that. You can see it in the
natural landscape."
"Oh!"
There was an embarrassing silence.
I dared not speak for fear I should say
something I would be sorry for. Helen
didn't seem afraid to speak and made
another criticism.
"What kind of trees are those sur
rounding the tree on the hilltop?"
I made no reply. She referred to
clouds covering the sky.
"You're cross today," she added and
proceeded on her way.
Not long after this I took a studio in
the city. No one ever came there to
boy pictures, and It was very lonesome.
One day a dealer came in and said he
did a great deal for beginners by buy
ing their pictures and selling them to
persona who wished them to help fur
nish their houses. He looked over mine
and selected the painting that Helen
had so ridiculed, offering me the enor
mous sum of $100 for it. 1 was the
more delighted because 1 could tell ber
that the picture had been sold, and the
price paid for it showed plainly that
her criticism was unjust and absurd.
Well.
I
had a new interest in life.
I
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At dancing school Helen was my
favorite partner, and when we were
pairing off for the cotillion the other
boys steered clear of her, knowing that
she
would be engaged to dance it with
me.
Our Intimacy continued through
youth, and when it came time for me
to choose a profession Helen objected
to my choice. At school, Instead of
studying my lessons, I devoted my
time covering the blank leaves and
margins of mj textbooks with little
pictures. The fancy grew upon me,
and the profession I selected was that
of an artist Helen was my opposite,
a practical girl, not given to floating
in the clouds, but walking right down
on the face of the earth.
I didn't then suspect the truth. Helen
had been looking forward to a union
with me and realized that if I spent my
time daubing on canvas marriage with
me was impracticable. She had a
little money of her own, bat not enough
to admit of her husband sitting on a
three legged stool copying clouds and
waterfalls. However, I started In,
studied awhile in an art school, then
set about practicing on the beautiful
landscapes about the village In which
Helen and I lived. One day while I
was thus engaged she came along and
stood behind me, looking at the pic
ture on my easel.
"Very pretty," she remarked in that
tone which damns with faint praise. I
asked her what she especially admired
In the painting.
"Well, In'the first place, that machine
for gathering grain is excellent."
"That isn't a grain gathering ma
chine it's a windmill."
"There isn't any windmill about
here," she said.
"No I am using the scene before me
for a study. Putting In what occurs to
me would make it more attractive."
"You mean improving on it."
I
was absorbed in the fate of the one
picture
I
bad sold. One day
ed
I
saunter
into the shop of tbe man who had
bought it and looked for it among his
stock.
did not lind it. Then
I
asked
the dealer if he remembered, buying a
picture from me and what had become
of it. He said he remembered me and
the picture very well. He had sold it
at a profit
This ended my connection with that
particular picture. I went on paint
ing, but since I sold nothing I soon
found myself In a state bordering on
starvation. Then another dealer camo
to my studio and asked me if I could
duplicate tbe landscaipe I bad sold. I
did so, and he paid me the same price
flu I hadjcficelred foe the other. Afte'
that,"about once In three months, I sold
a copy of that picture for exactly the
same amount—a hundred dollars. Since
I had been improving in my work I
could not understand why my clientele
should all want that same picture.
I grew suspicious. The next time a
dealer came to my studio to buy one of
these paintings he paid me for it Ieav
It with me and directing me to give
It to a boy whom lie would send for It.
I asked the boy if he were to take It
to the art store kept by the dealer or
to the purchaser. He declined to an
swer the question.
This made me more suspicious than
ever, but I said nothing. I watched
the boy from a window when he left
the house, saw the direction he took,
then followed him at a distance.
What was my amazement to see him
leave it at Helen's home.
I was much impressed, not only with
Helen's method of teaching me a les
son, but with the tenderness for me
she displayed in doing so. I went to
see her the same evening and told her
that I had discovered that she had
been supporting me until I should re
cover from my delusion.
I accepted a position and went to
work at that which was in my case
something practical. I have long ago
recovered from my artistic fever and
am content In a more matter of fact
field.
A LEAP IN
THE DARK
By ESTHER VANDEVEER
"Miss Eldridge," said Mr. Tourtelotte,
?I have called on a matter of great im
portance to me whether it is of any
importance whatever to you remains
to be seen. You remember we met but
a month ago on a yachting party that
I chatted with you cawally on that
occasion that you graci *sly permitted
me to call upon you that I have seen
you since that first meeting perhaps a
dozen times. During these meetings it
has been but natural that I should take
pains to conceal my faults that I
should wish to appear to you in as
favorable a light as possible. You can
have gained only a superficial knowl
edge of my character. I may be strong
or weak, generous or mean, well poised
or passionate, but you do not know
which of these traits I posses.
"Nevertheless I have come to ask you
to be my wife. Why 1 have done so,
premising my Invitation by calling your
attention to your meager knowledge of
me, I will explain in a few words. 1
do not believe that, however long a
man is acquainted with a woman or
vice versa, the one can learn the other's
good or bad qualities. To discover this
they must have been married some
time.
"Furthermore, I have observed that
friendship rarely brings love. The sex
es mate through a mysterious drawing
together under the influence of what
we call love, and all the world knows
that love Is blind. I therefore ask you
to take the leap with me in the dark."
After this extremely well poised
proposition Mr. Tourtelotte took out
his handkerchief, drew it across his
mouth—with no purpose that was ap
parent—put it again in his pocket and
awaited Miss Eldridge's reply with bis
eyes fixed on the ceiling. Miss Eldridge
preferred looking on the floor from
which some women scorning men
would infer that the male aspires while
the female grovels.
"I assure you. Mr. Tourtelotte," re
plied the lady, "that I appreciate—am
deeply touched—by the compliment you
pay me. I am not surprised that one
of your age should look upon marriage
as a leap in the dark. I have always
myself considered It so. and perhaps
that is the reason why I am approach
ing middle age without baying married
Like you, I am somewhat analytical.
While I see In man a great deal that
Is noble. 1 also perceive a great deal
that a woman cannot admire. Till tbe
twentieth century it has been his
province to be a master to his wife.
It is only recently that brides are re
fusing to use the word "obey' in the
marriage service. Then, too, a woman
has no assurance when she marries
that she will be gently treated. Our
forefathers who lived In the middle
ages considered women as their In
feriors. In some. barbarous lands to
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Mr. Burke, of our company, has just returned from the east, where he has made arrangements with an eastern firm to place $50,000 on GoldenValleyland.
If you are contemplating making a loan on your farm don't fail to call at our offices in the Biartley block and see us. No red tape we have the money
ready as soon as the papers are fixed up. We must place this money at once, and it will be to your interest to see us if you are going to make a loan.
Burke Insurance, Loan Agency
Office Over Hartley's Store Beach, North Dakota
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day girl children are made'away with.
Among the Turks it Is still a disputed
point among the men whether we have
•ouls"—
"Pardon me," Mr. Tourtelotte Inter
rupted, tbe lady becoming more and
more wrought up with these growing
Injustices. "Our men In America are
not descended from these semlclvillzed
races we are even more considerate of
our women than our Caucassian breth
ren in Europe. Neither the Germans
nor the English have the reputation for
consideration of women that we have
in America."
"Pray excuse me, the wrongs our
sex have suffered for centuries led me
somewhat further from the matter
that pertains to you and me alone than
I had Intended. I will return to it 1
propose a trial engagement for six
months. I will agree to show myself
to you Just as I am at home you to
pledge yourself to do the same In your
own case."
"Did I not say that we can never
really know each other without having
lived together as .man and wife?"
"In that case," said Miss Eldridge
decidedly, "I see no hope for marriage
in our case. I cannot consent to wed
lock with a man who for aught I know
may turn out to be a villain, who may
maltreat me, and for whom love may
turn to"—
"I regret your decision, though 1
cannot commend it's common sense. I
would rather have given you an oppor.
tunity to know me better, but I have
not the time. Tomorrow I go to China
to engage In business. I hoped to take
you with me. My disappointment Is
very great"
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An Impressive silence followed.
"Must yon go so soon?" she asked.
"I could not possibly remain over
for a single day."
Another Impressive silence.
"It Is a terrible risk."
"Terrible."
"But"
"But"-
"I know you area gentleman, and 1
think you must be a good man."
"You are not certain."
"I think"—
"You think?"
"I'll risk It"
The next morning at 7 o'clock there
was a wedding, and the bridal pair
•ailed at 10.
When the two were on the ocean an
other diailogue occurred. The husband
said:
"How, with all your misgivings as
to men generally and one you thought
of marrying in particular, could you so
suddenly take the leap in the dark?"
"Firstly, it Is the only condition un
der which I could marry at all and
secondly, I think taking a risk, after
all, is rather nice."
Both Smart.
"It is a smart woman who can sharp
en a lead pencil."
"That's nothing. It is a smart man
who can use it to advantage after she
has sharpened it"
Why Shouldn't He Bet
"Is he a married man?"
"Yes."
"Happy?"
"I guess so. He has a perfectly good
bank account"
"A Pill for Every III at Otto's"
NATURE has wisely provided against the ills of man by furnishing
him the means to combat disease. It remains for science to con
vert and adopt the means to man's use. Two hundred years ago the
sick were treated with hideous, nauseating dopes and extracts, which
often limited the patient's chances for recovery. Things have changed
since them. Otto's place is nature's official laboratory for Beach, and if
Job was on earth today he would be troubled with no boils.
Come in and let us fill your prescriptions.
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candidate for Congress, who spoke
in Beach this week.
Not Desirable,
"I am going house hunting tomor
row."
"I hope you will easily find one to
suit you."
"My goodness, I don't!"
"Why not?"
"Just think of all the chances to see
house furnishings I should lose If I
did!"
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