Che Day Star of the
Orkney’s.
A Romance...By Hannah B. McKenzie.
CHAPTER 111 -(Continued.)
"Thank the Lord, my dearie, ye’re
ba< k In .s fety* I wa« half demented
In th'a aw.'ul storm. thinking ycu might
b« killed.'' »ald the good woman, draw
ing Day In by the hand.
■■ Vrs. Hell.' said Day, her voice
broken and panting. "There's some one j
down there who, I am afraid, has been
killed by it And. a» briefly as pos
sibly the told what had occurred.
Now, Bell, what 1 wish you to do ;
Is to run and get Jamie, and come ;
down with me to the road. 1 think
you and Jamie can manage to carry
him up hetw« on you." Bell was con- ,
nldcred one of the strongest women ■
within the island "Then Jamie must
go to Crag Castle for the doctor as fast
as ever he can "
Bell did not oppose her young mlr.-
trets. though »t was with a consider- j
able amount of fear that she ventured j
forth.
Jamie, the farm lad. was utill worse. ■
hanging back in evident terror, and !
starting nervously at every flash. But '
both were awed to a solemn silence !
when they looked upon the white and
apparently dead face turned upward to j
the stormy .sky. and every few seconds j
Illuminated by the awful glare of the
lightning.
"He’s a deid man." said Jamie pres- !
ently. in a low. awe-stricken voice. J
"There’s no use carrying him up to the :
house, missis: It’s wasted labor.”
"No. no! do as 1 tell you.” said the
girl, with an imperiousness Hhe could i
use at times. "There may still he life j
in him we do not know—and God
may spare it. Carry him Into the
house. ;\d then run down to Mr
Banks. Jamie, and ask him to let you j
saddle his horse and ride to Crag Cas
tle as fust as ever you can for the .
doctor.”
Her orders were obeyed. In less )
than ten minutes the unconscious man j
was lying on the couch In the sitting
room, and Jamie was hurrying to .
Farmer Bank's, sorely against his will. j
though the storm was already begin- j
niug to abate.
Meanwhile Bell, who had not been j
In a doctor’s household for twenty ;
years for nothing, tried, with such aim- |
pie remedies as she could think of, to I
restore the young man to conscious
ness. But all her efforts were of no j
avail —the deathly pallor, the fixed
rigidity of that strong face still re
mained unbroken.
"I fear —I fear.” said Bell, standing
up and shaking her head at last,
"there's not much hope here. Miss Day.
Ay. It’s a sad thing, such a noble-look
ing young fellow as he Is. and a gen- i
tleman. as any one may see. Well.
I've done all I can. so you'd better corn**
away, dearie, and leave him till the
doctor comes."
"I shall stay here with him. Bell.
You can go and see about your work."
said the girl quietly. "He might come
out of IT. you know; anil It would be
terrible if there was no one beside hint
when he recovered consciousness."
"Just as you please. Miss Day.” said
the faithful Bell. But she shook her I
head as she went out of the room, rant- |
terlng: "Ah. the poor bairn! she has j
not seen death as often as I have."
Day sat perfectly still In her chair a !
little distance away from the couch, j
with her eyes fixed on the face lying
on the cushion.
Something in it fascinated and al
most mesmerized her. She could not
withdraw her eyes. So young a face
it was. so handsome, so refined! And
only half an hour ago the owner had
been full of youthful strength and
energy, and had perhaps been think
ing. as he sped along that long coun
try road, of many a plan and schem"
for his future life. And now he lay
there, cold and still, and they said ne
was dead. Oh. it could not be! it could
not!
A low cry hurst almost involuntarily
from Day's lips. and. rising from her
seat, she went to the couch, falling on
her knees beside it. and covering her
face with her hands.
"God have mercy!” she prayed,
speaking aloud In her passionate earn
estness.
Her head sank lower, and for a long
time she remained kneeling thus, feel
ing the warm tears sun down her
cheeks and drop on the cushion on
which the unconscious man's head
rested—the tears of pity for the un
known and lonely stranger, whose
friends could not weep for him because
they did not know what had befallen
him.
Suddenly Day fancied she felt a mo
tion beside her. as If the man had sigh
ed or drawn a long breath. With a
nervous start she looked up quickly.
The eyes In the midst of that death
ly pale face —It was no less pale than
before —were wide open, and staring at
her with strange fixity.
For a moment a vague, powerless,
superstitious fear rushed over Day’s
soul, seeming to clutch her heart in
au Icy grasp. The face was still so
like that of a dead man, and the eyes
aeemed to have no sight In them.
Then she summoned her brave, wo
manly spirit to her aid. and. putting
out her hand, gently placed It on his.
“Don't apeak.” she said, very softly.
And Day Halcrow’s voice was one of
Ike sweetest In the world when mod
ulated by pity and sympathy. “You
had a naaty fall from your bicycle, you
j know; but I hope you will soon be al! ;
right. My brother, who is a doctor j
will soon he home, and I am surf, he
j w ill be able to cure you."
Those dark, brooding eyes still gaz
ed at her. never once removing their
glance from her face. The gaze frlgh*- i
**ncd Day. but she made another brave
; effort.
"You are among friends here, you
• know; so you don’t need to be anxious
j or disturbed about anything. We shad
take care of you until you are quire
1 better."
"Thank you." said the stranger at
last, speaking in a deep, toneless voice.
He hesitated for a long time, then at
1 last added: "And God bless you for —
for what you bale done. You have been
. kind. I cannot thank you now —the
words will not come, but, if God
; spares me. presently."
Then he lapsed Into silence again: j
and. as his eyes closed. Day stole softly
from the room to summon Bell.
Meantime Magnus Hah row was at ;
j Crug Castle.
The Wcstrays of Crag Castle ha 1 j
been lords of the soil for generations
i past, and were also proprietors «•! j
j many broad acres on the Scottish
i mainland, hut now a time had come
when the heritage of many brave and
' daring men had fallen into the hands
of a girl, and Lilith Stuart queened it
j at Crag Castle.
It was the Dowager Lady Wastray—
a distant relative of Miss Stuart's, who
also acted as her chaperon whom Dr.
Magnus Halerow had come to visit pro
fessionally; hut his patient was not
yet able to see him, and he w'as now
seated In Miss Stuart's dainty boudoir,
j drinking a cup of afternoon tea. poured
out by her own slim, white hands.
; "It Is so oppressively hot that I feed
; as if even tea drinking were an effort.' j
j she said, smiling and Lilith Stuart'.?
smile was a wonderful one—as she
handed him his cup.
What was the secret of Lilith
i Stuart’s strange power over him? None
I could say- or. rather, every one as
: signed It to . different cause. Her
i female acquy’n ances denied that Lil
! tth was beat.'.uul—and certainly her
i features were not perfect; yet there
j was a strange, subtle fascination, far
| greater than that of beauty, in the
j half-closed, slumbrous, blue-back eyes,
usually so modestly veiled by their
long dark lashes, hut sometimes flash
ing a look of bewildering, maddening
brightness upon those who had been
patiently waiting for it; in the droop
of the soft, red mouth, whose whole
j expression was so oddly changed when
' she smiled; above all. In the smile It
self.
The face was fair and somewhat
pale; the hair of a ruddy, auburn hue.
There were those who called Lilith
Stuart a modern Cleopatra, and those
who gave her even more unpleasant
names; but ns those were mostly dis
carded lovers, their opinions were not
to be trusted.
And Magnus Halerow. that great,
noble, simple-minded son of the Vik
j lngs of old. had also fallen a prey to
j Lilith's strange fascination. He hlm
i self knew It. and chafed at the know!-
I edge; for he was proud and independ
i ent. and could never stoop to sue for
; that which was **o far above him.
“I think a thunderstorm Is not far
' off. and I am glad; It will clear the
air." he said. In answer to Lilith’s re
marks.
"O. I hope not! I hate thunderstorms;
I am so afraid!” cried Lilith,
i Even as she spoke there was a vivid
| flash, and in a few moments the storm
i broke in all Its fury.
CHAPTER IV.
Lilith's face turned pale, and her lips
quivered as If In abject terror. Fear
Is not an ennobling expression on the
human countenance; and it was so al
together foreign to Magnus Halcrow's
nature that for a moment he expe
rienced a sensation not altogether flat
tering as he saw it depicted in Lilith's.
As flash succeeded flash she caught nls
arm nervously and clung to it. Mag
nus was sitting close to the window*.
She drew him away.
"Oh. It Is awful! Do come back from
the window: I am so frightened—so
horribly frightened! What if it were
to.strike us? How awful to die so
suddenly!"
"There Is no danger. Miss Stuart."
said Magnus soothingly.
He yielded to her pressure on his
arm. and allowed himself to be drawn
from the window towards the couch
on which Lilith had been sitting.
Lilith still clung to his arm.
"Oh. I know you are good and brave,
and you think me a coward! Well, I
dare say 1 am—weak and cow*ardly and
womanish. I wish I were brave. I
wish you could teach me to be brave,
as you are!”
There was a momentary lull In the
storm, and Lilith's words, spoken In
that low. subtle-sweet voice of hers,
were distinctly audible to Magnus. His
pulse thrilled, bis heart throbbed. Lil
ith’s face was close to his shoulder —
so cloee that, by putting out hla hand,
he could hare drawn her within his
arm; he could almost feel her breath
upon hla cheek.
It eras n temptation. Lilith strangely
appealed to the sensuous part In Mag
nus' nature— for every human being
lias a twofold nature, one part spirit
ual. the other sensuous and material;
but whether Magnus would have yield
ed to it or not was never known, for
at that moment the door opened gently
and another girl came in.
Magnus rose to his feet, a alight flush
on his face. It was impossible to say
{ whether the new-comer noticed it or
] DM. She extended her hand calmly,
i "Lady Westray Is able to see you
) tt/w. Dr. Malcrow." she said.
I Magnus knew Elipeth Troll well.
• They had played together as children.
• and Elspeth was not far from his own
age, which was twenty-six. She had
; been the only child of the Manse at
I Finstray in those days. Now both par
: ents were dead, and for five years Els
peth had been part companion, part
; secretary to Lady Westray. Now that
i Lady Westray was no longer lady of ,
the manor, but that lady’s chaperon— j
. for the widow of the late Sir Janies
had been left poor—Elspeth occupied a j
somewhat anomalous position.
She was a tall, slender girl, with a
grave, thoughtful face, whose only j
beauty lay In the eyes—dark brown, j
soft and earnest. They looked at Mag- j
nus often with an expression whose i
meaning he could not fathom, but j
which made him vaguely uneasy.
He rose to follow her from the room.
As he did so there was a startling glare
of light, and overhead a rattling peal, i
which seemed to shake the whole
house. Lilith uttered a cry and clun£
to Magnus.
“Oh. don't go! don't leave me alone’ j
Lady Westray can wait; there Is no j
hurry!’’
“Lady Westray is nervous about the j
thunderstorm. Miss Stuart,’’ said Els
peth. in her quiet tones, which might
have almost seemed emotionless if It
were not for a certain flash in her
brown eyes, which Magnus caught ai>
she raised them for one moment, and
then let them fall again. “That is why
she wishes to see Dr. Halcrow at
once.’’
"But you are keeping her company!"
Lilith cried. Then she raised her Im
ploring eyes to Magnus’ face. What
man could resist that look?
“Miss Troll will stay with you. Miss !
Stuart. There Is nothing to be afraid j
of." said Magnus, gently loosening her •
hold. “You know my first duty is to j
my patient.’’
“Duty? Ah. what an unpleasant j
word that is!” said Lilith. “But I have
no right to detain you; only you will ,
come back before you leave the cas- I
tie?’’
“I shall come back!’’ Magnus replied
gravely. Then he left the room.
But he had barely escaped from Lady !
Westray. who was a nervous, selfish :
hypochondriac, for whom no one had ;
any affection save Elspeth Troll, when I
the messenger arrived from Abbot's ,
Head, covered with perspiration and
pale with fright.
Magnus was met on his way to Lil
ith’s Bltting-room by a footman with
the message.
“It’s a matter of life and deaftlr, air.
the young man bade me tell you.’* said
the pompous functionary.
"Tell him to return to Abbot's Head
at once, and I shall overtake him,”
satd Dr. Magnus. He snatched a mo
ment to say farewell to Lilith, who
was still sitting In a corner of her room
hiding her eyes from every flash ot
lightning; while Elspeth Troll bent her
dark eyes over a heavy seam. For
Elspeth. as Magnus knew well, was
never Idle, but employed all the time
she could spare from Lady Westray In
working for the poor.
“Going? Ah, It Is unkind —it is pos
itively cruel of you!" said Lilith when
Magnus announced his intention. “And
in such a storm! Must I exercise my
woman's right, and forbid it?"
“You will not. Miss Stuart. I am
sure," said Magnus, holding her hand
fast and feeling his pulse thrill, “when
you know duty calls me away."
(To be Continued.)
WHEAT FIELDS OF THE FUTURE
M Iberia May Noon Do a Competitor la
the World's Markets.
from the .«» York Commercial Ad
vertiser: No doubt the opening of the
wheat bearing regions of Siberia to
settlement will compel revised esti
mates of our own contribution of this
cereal to the markets of Europe, if not
the amount grown for home use. The
London Morning Post publishes an ac
count of the progress of the trans-Si
berian railroad, in which It is assert
ed that by the end of next month the
road will be completed as far as Irk
utsk. and that the Russian government
will transport 200,000 peasants to fer
tile belts along the road for the pur
pose of cultivating wheat. At the
same time railway communication
with the northern seaport of Archan
gel Is being made, with the object of
aiding cheap cultivation by cheap
transportation to the European mar
kets. The government will aid these
peasant colonists with Implements,and
will require only a tithe of their prod
uce as rent. The result of this exper
iment Is practically certain to cause
a change In existing wheat areas.
Russia has been our chief competitor
In the Liverpool wheat market hither
to. although Argentina and India have
also been asserting themselves, but the
new accession of wheat growing area
will give Russia an advantage dlfflenlt
to offset. Unless our agricultural In
terests are prepared to meet the threat
ened competition serious times are
ahead for those farmers of the west
and northwest whose chief source of
wealth la their wheat Helds.
Sot to Ho Sawed AL
“They assert thst the Holland sub
marine boat stayed under water two
hours recently."
"Holland mixed with water Isn’t to
be sneezed at." —Cleveland Plain Dsal
er.
CAMPFIRE SKETCHES.
GOOD SHORT STORIES FOR
THE VETERANS.
I Om. iMsmrtll JukMM t Cowlcr —Woaad-
•4 Wily-fcm Tlmm and DworaiMl
kj U»« Cur —Kwtltri m rightist
Family of Udlu*.
Old IrooildM.
This poem, written when he vu a
! young man. did much to rstabUjh Oliver
Wendell Holmn' reputation as a poet.
The occasion «aa the proposed breaking
1 up of the Constitution, which had played
a conspicuous part in the naval battles of
the war of 1112-li. The poem was pub
lished in a Boston paper, and was suc
* *-»*ful in saving the frigate from de
tdruction:
Ay, tear her tattered ensign down.
Long has It waved on high,
man> an *>' e ha* danced to see
I That banner In the sky;
' It rung the battle shout
And hurst the cannon’s roar;
I meteor of the ocean air
i Shall sweep the clouds no more!
Herr deck once red with heroes' blood.
J '2 here knelt the vanquished foe.
\ hen winds were hurrying o’er the flood,
i And waves were white below.
n ? or '* "hall feel the victor’s tread,
Or know the conquered knee;
i harpies of the shore shall pluck
The eagle of the sea!
I
°* better *hat her battered hulk
| Should sink beneath the wave!
ter thunders shook the mighty deep.
And there should be her grave;
Nall to the mast her holy flag.
| Set every threadbare sail;
And give her to the god-of-storms.
The lightning and the gale.
"Stonewall" Jackson's Courier. *
From the New York Register:
Major Lamar Fontaine, who arrived
iu the city yesterday morning, is prob
ably one of the most interesting vet
erans of the Confederacy. He is the
mly representative of Camp Sam
Cammark of Koohoma county, Missis
sippi. and during his stay In the city
will be the guest of C-tpt. John Milledge
i on Trinity avenue.
Major Fontaine has been a soldier
nearly all his life, and the story of his
j adventures in all parts of the world
: sounds like fiction,
j He served In the Russian army dur
j ing *ae Crimean war, and at the siege
of Sebastopol was decorated by Czar
Nicholas with the iron cross of honor
i for daring bravery .during the battle.
At the time of the memorable charge
! cf the Light Brigade at Balaklava Maj.
Fontaine was sixteen miles away, but
i could hear the guns and see the smoke
| of that famous battle,
i After leaving the Russian army he
; traveled about the world In company
with an uncle, but was living lu the
i South at the opening of the civil war.
and enlisted as a private In the Tenth
Mississippi Rifles, but was later trans
ferred to Company K. Eighteenth Mis
sissippi reglmenL While a member of
this regiment. In August, 1861, he wrote
the well-known poem, “All Quiet Along
the Potomac." which has since been
widely copied sll over the world.
He began his war work with the Con
federate army as scout and courier for
Gen. Stonewall Jackson. He served in
the same company with Gens. Stewart
and Johnson and briefly with Gen. Lee.
He took part in twenty-seven pitched
battles, fifty-seven skirmishes and over
a hundred individual skirmishes in
which blood was shed. Although he
was but a private In the ranks, he was
at one time entrusted with a carte
blanche order on the treasury of the
confederate states. He was known In
all branches of the Confederate service
as the best marksman with rifle or
revolver in either army. He was
wounded sixty-seven times, and thir
teen times his lungs were pierced. Five
times in the course of the war he was
reported dead. On two occasions he
was able with the aid of mirrors to
look into apertures in bis flesh and
watch the beating of his own heart.
Maj. Fontaine has kept a complete
diary for nearly forty years, and this
In Itself is an unusually interesting
work, comprising a number of volumes
and containing much valuable informa
tion. He also has many documents
signed by prominent officers of the
Confederate army bearing testimony to
his remarkable markmanship.
"Yes.” said Maj. Fontaine last night.
"It would seem as though I had spent
the most of my life on the battlefield.
My life has been rather eventful in a
way. and I think I have had a few in
teresting experiences.
"These documents I have saved all
through the war. and while they may
be Interesting and valuable, I care for
them only for the sake of my children.
It will be something to leave then
when I am gone, and I have managed
to preserve them In good condition
for the last thirty years.”
Maj. Fontaine is a man of distin
guished appearance, and wears a com
plete uniform, which was made espe
cially for him to be worn at the re
union of veterans. He is a civil en
gineer by profession, and is engaged in
business with hts two sons at Lyons,
Miss.
ladlaoa Qrawlag Good.
From the Denver Times; It is ru
mored In department headquarters
that there will be a rattling of dry
bones at some of the older Western
posts In the near future. As a result
of the shake-up. predictions are that
a number of them will be stricken
from the list of necessary stations, and
either sold at auction or turned over
to the Indian service for agencies.
Whipple Barracks, Arts., wss aban
doned some time sgo. and but a small
handful of men are kept there under
Ltout. Tupes. As negotiations for the
■ale of this poet are about completed,
the detachment will probably be with
drawn In a short time, after which It
will he tamed over to e custodian, who
win look after Uncle Sam’s Interests
until the eale Is consummated, it may
he need as a training ground for sev
eral Arizona troops which are being
fitted for service at the front, but
nothing definite on this score is yet
known. Five years ago it was thought
the height of folly to think of aban
doning any of the Arizona military
posts, which are In the region Infested I
with Apaches, but today it seems to ;
be the settled policy of the government •
to make these men self-supporting, ;
and therefore safe citizens. As rapidly |
as the Dawes bill requirements are |
complied with the Inuians are admitted :
to the rights of suffrage. These re- j
quireroents are "the severance of all
tribal relationships and the adoption of ;
the modes and habits of civilization. ;
This will soon cover the whole Apache .
tribe, once so bloodthirsty, and It is not .
improbable that the next five months
will see the abandonment of Forts
Apache. Grant, and Huachuca In Ari
zona. and Wingate and Union, in New
Mexico. The only reason why the gov
ernment keeps troops in those God
forsaken regions now Is because of fan
cied fear of the Indians.
It is also the policy of the govern
ment to turn over all abandoned mili
tary posts in the Indian country to the
red men. to be used as agencies; thus.
In Utah, can be seen the Ouray agency,
once the site of old Fort Roubldoux;
in Montana can be seen the Fort Peck
agency, once the site of a military
cantonment of that name, and In Ari
zona the Fort Defiance agency flour
ishes where once stood that sentinel of
the advance of civilization westward,
Fort Defiance.
In speaking of the Apaches recently.
Gen. Sumner said; “It Is generally
misunderstood, this question of the
Apaches Indians. They are generally
looked upon as bloodthirsty, fierce
warriors. On the contrary, I never
dealt with easier Indians to handle.
They are making as rapid strides to
ward civilization as any band in the
United States, and no more need
watching than any other of the tribes
of the Indian Territory. The Utes are
vastly more turbulent and trouble
some.”
Krrdrn ■ Hchtlog Family.
Thomas B. Reeder's grandfather,Jos
eph Hancock, was a soldier In the revo
lutionary war in Capt. Stokely’s com
pany, Eighth Pennsylvania regiment.
Col. Daniel Broadhead. Jonathan
Reeder, his father, enlisted In 1861 In
the war for the Union In company I,
Twenty-first Indiana, which was after
ward changed to First Indiana heavy
artillery. He was wounded at the
battle of Baton Rouge, La., and was
discharged in 1866. An older brother.
Walter S.. enlisted In the Seventy-fifth
Indiana with Col. Robinson, and was
mustered out a non-commissioned offi
cer after three years’ service. Thomas
B. enlisted as a private in company I.
Nineteenth Indiana Infantry, under ,
Col. Sol Meredith, was promoted to .
corporal and then to sergeant, was In J
ten hard-fought battles with the fam- J
ous "Iron Brigade” of the Potomac ar
my, composing the Nineteenth Indians,
the’ Second, Sixth and Seventh Wis
consin and the Twenty-fourth Michi
gan regiments.
He was discharged for gunshot
wounds received in the Antietam and
Gettysburg battles, came home, and
made up company B, One Hundred and
Forty-ninth Indiana, in which he en
listed as a private, was elected Its cap
tain, and while in the field was promot
ed to major of the regiment and was
mustered out in 1865. Samuel T., a
younger brother, served three years In
company D, Seventy-first Indiana, aft
erward changed to the Sixth cavalry.
Thus making four from one family,
giving sixteen years' service in the war
for the suppression of the rebellion.
When the trouble arose with Spain,
on the 18th of February. 1898. Major
Reeder tendered his services to Gov.
Mount, and later one son, Leonard M..
a teacher in the common schools, could
not wait for the call for volunteers
and enlisted In battery I. Third United
States artillery, and is now doing duty
near San Francisco. Cal. Another son.
Thomas 8.. Jr., enlisted In Company
H. Twelfth United States Infantry, and
participated in the fall of El Caney and
Santiago under Gen. Shafter. A third
son. Jesse M.. at the age of 17. enlisted
in an Ohio regiment, and is following
the fortunes of war near Tampa, Fla.
Maj. Reeder is exhausting every effort
to get into the war with Spain, urging
his services and being warmly indorsed
by leading citizens and prominent ex
soldiers. —New Castle (ind.) Repub
lican.
American Fine the Oldest.
From the Paris Figaro; It is not
generally known that the star-span
gled banner of the United States 1b
older than any of the present flags of
the great European powers. It was
adopted in 1777 by the congress of the
thirteen colonies of North America,
then at war with the mother country.
The yellow and red Spanish flag came
out in 1785; the French tricolor was
adopted in 1794; the red English em
blem, with the union jack In the upper
corner, dates from 1801; the Sardin
ian (now the Italian) flag first fluttered
in 1848; the Austro-Hungarian flag was
one of the consequences of the com
promise of 1867; the present German
flag first appeared In 1871, and the Rus
sian tricolor is quite a recent affair.
The only modification that the Ameri
can flag has undergone since Us origin
consists in the addition of a new star
every time a new state le taken Into
the union. The stars now number 45,
and, unfortunately for Bpaln, it is more
than likely that they have not yet
come to the end of their multiplication.
Kot Saagalaa.
“Yea, air,’* exclaimed a member of
Spain’s cabinet, “the Spanish flag will
still be found afloat over Caribbean
waters.” “What are you going to dor*
Inquired hla skeptical friend. “Work'
an appropriation through Congress to
have our mounted on cork?**—
Washington Star.
COUNTRY VERSUS CITY.
A Cavalrymaa at Daavar Esproasaa a
Stroag Prafaraaaa. V
"Thank God. we are going back to
Grant!” exclaimed Corporal Low when
the order relieving him and his mate
! front recruiting duty arrived. ”Den- »
! ver is the very devil to a man who la*
; used to a trooper's life. An
! row of dreary houses on one side, an
I unending row of still drearier houses
!on the other! I look at them and try
i to look beyond to sen* the rolling prai
i ries. but can’t do It. Everywhere
| there Is uothlug but people plodding
sluggishly along, carrying bundles or
i rending dull newspapers.
J "Why don’t men get out of towns
1 and see something of life? Why do
, they want to stay cooped up within
• the four walls of a stuffy building for
ever. and eatcli cold and drink whis
ky and quinine? Why do they want
to read books when there are the
vastly more interesting pages of na
ture unfolding themselves every min
i*te liefore their eyes, if they would
but go to where nature Is unliam- "
l>er»*d?
"The life of a cavalryman may n«.t
Im* all pleasure, but It is infinitely freer
and infinitely more wholesome than
tin* life of the man of tlie city. I ask
nothing better than my horse and th*f|f
fresh air of Grant, however hot it
may Is* In summer or however cold in
winter. Deliver me from the microbes
of civilization! Deliver me from tin*
musk and frills of society! Give me a
cactus plain iu preference. A man
feels like a man when he ran stretch
his arms without looking his fingers
Into a chandelier and can fill his
lungs without inhaling a housemaid s
dust.
’ What good is a hundred thousand
dollars when you have got to spend
the iuterest on it nud eat into the
principle to pay drug hills and buy
hothouse bouquets? The perfume of
:i purple cactus blossom or oue whiff
of a wild rose found after a ride of a %■>
dozen miles in the dnwu lieats all th**
odors of nil the j*otted plants that a
sickly city sun ever nourished.
"And if they only give me the good
sorrel nag I had when 1 was a pri
vate,” concluded Cor|K>ral Low,
lias been promoted since his stay in
Denver, "tlieu to tlie dogs with the
city, and may I never see it agaiu as
long as I live."
THE RUSH FOR GOLD.
From the Ttnu*, Bluff e, IU.
Tbs rush of gold seskers to the Klondike
brings t brill mg memories to the "forty
niners" still alive, of the time whan they
girdled the continent or faced the terror*
of the greet American desert on the jonrnev
to the land of gold. These pioneers tell
no ~*e experiences which should be heeded
by *ld seekers today. Constant exposure
en faulty diet killed large numbers, while
nearly all the survivors were Afflicted with
i
“A Forty-niner." ,
for a number of years and the pain at times
was very intense. 1 tried All the proprie
tAry medicines I could think or bear ot, .
but received no relief.
"I flnelly pieced my case with several
physicians and doctored with them for
some time, but they failed to do me any
good. Finally, with my hopes of relief
nearly exhausted, I read an article regard
ing Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale Peo
ple. which induced me to try them. I was
anxious to get rid of the terrible disease,
and bought two boxes of the pi Us. I began
using them about March, 1807. After I
haul taken two boxes 1 was completely
cured, and the pain has never returned. I
think It is the best medicine I have ever
taken, and am willing at any time to
my name to any testimony setting forth its
good merits.'*
(Signed) Adam Vamocttdt.
Subscribed and sworn to before me, this
29th day of September, 1897.
nuxtux C. Fun a. Notary Public.
Mr. Vangundy's statement ought to be
regarded as a criterion ot the good merits
of these pills, and what batter proof could »
a person want than the above facts.
These pills stand unrivalled as a tonic for
the blood.
MOVING A CITY.
Japan Will Prevent Pestilence la a For mo
sa Town.
It Is probable that the action of the
Japanese government In ordering the de
struction of the City of Teckcham. For
mosa. and the removal of all of Its Inhab
itants to a new location. Is probably with
out a precedent In history. The city 1*
situated on the northwest coast of the
Island, and has been frequently subject to
pestilence, with the sacrifice of thousand*
of lives. The phenomenon being called to
the atention of the government, an Inves
tigation was ordered by sanitary experts,
who reported that the city was built upon
a swamp, and that at certain seasons of
the year poisonous gases Issued from the
ground, whereupon an order was Issued to-
Mr. Sakural. the governor, to select a new -
location as convenient to the old one as
possible, where the natural conditions
were healthful. A new city was laid out
by experts, and each property holder In
the old one was assigned a site that cor
responded In area with that he occupied -
at Teckcham. and he was given twelve r
months to remove his buildings and be- *
longings.
Sewers, roadways and sidewalks, public
buildings, water works, and all other pub
lic Improvements were laid out by the
government In the new city without ex
pense to the people, but they are required
to pay the cost of the removal of their *
own prtperty. This is not so expensive an
undertaking as one might suppose, be
cause most of the houses and other build*
lngs in Teckcham. as well as In other
cities, are built of the very lightest wood
en material, and a Japanese house offers
the advantage of being taken apart with
out difficulty or injury.
The undertaking Is a notable illustration
of the enterprise and the wisdom of the
Japanese government.
, a
BeilmnU la CUtas.
The great boulevards of the old world
are magnificent In comparison with the
comparatively narrow avenues to which
the name of boulevard has been given in
America. It is rare that the name of
boulevard Is given to any avenue in the
old world that Is less than M feet In
width.—Meehans’ monthly.
*
RilMteiimmisatTwrUt—»
Ta quit tobaceo easily sad forever, be stag
aetlc, full of life, serve sad vigor, take No-To*
Bm. Um wma.r-worter.tta, nUntk mm
L ft £ , ~sass.
Sterling Remedy Oa. Chisago or New York.
There are 1100 church-bell ringers In the
diocese of Oxford. This Is the largest
t£SL*»£3*' *"*«■ me
ono ana Devon tniru.
disease, many
of them witifl
rheumatism.™
Such a sufferer
wasAdamVan
gundy, who
now resides at ,
Blnffs, IU..
where he has
been justice of
the peace and
was the first
president of* i
the hoard of
'trustees. In a '
‘recent inter*
«view be said:
“I had been
a sufferer of
rheumatism