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PERSON, PARAG1 S'-tfVr l.' 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. "*s .. fffct 1 ,X* HeWasTaught 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 finr.nii!N chumB. 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 VA*J.B»V II»A TO LOAN ON FARM ,« *r "^V '1^ I? M. 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 Ui bfi S Hi Hi ifi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi A .v ..••'• .'., 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" W /'C?a% ...^A 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. jk ALW\YS FILLS THE BILL4 Hi Hi \t v' H. L. HOLVORSEN, 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!" q: PS! -Vi t* 11 & 'i 4 4 $ •s 1 "'^1 1 3 1 !fx 'I Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi fj *.