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JOHN BURT
I Author of •• Tho Kidnapped Millionaire*. * “Coloo.l Monroe'. Doctrine.'* Etc. *
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CHAPTER X.—Continued.
“Tell ye what we’ll dew.” said Bam.
“How many yard* does It take fer a
dress? Fifteen? All right. We'll
give ye sixty rents a yard—cash.
What d’ye say, Mr. Farnsworth? la
It a bargain?’’
"All right," groaned the merchant.
“It leaves me nothing, but I’ll do it
as a favor. Of course you want some
black lace for trimmings?"
"Sure," replied Sam.
“Something about twenty-five cents
a yard," suggested Mrs. Rounds. She
felt like one who. having fallen from
grace, decides to go to perdition with
flying colors. No one in Kehoboth
ever had possessed a black silk gown
with lace trimmings.
“Hero Is something at thirty cents
a yard which I can honesty recom
mend,” said Mr. Farnsworth. After
inspecting cheaper qualities, on which
Mr. Farnsworth fixed higher prices,
Mrs. Rounds consented to the pur
chase of eight yards, though Mr.
Farnsworth advised ten.
Sam’s crowning triumph was the
purchase of a black laco shawl, listed
at one hundred and fifty dollars. After
ten minutes of dickering with Mr.
Farnsworth. Sam succeeded In acquir
ing that treasure for $11.25. Like
wise ho bought a twenty-five dollar
bonnet for three and a half dollars.
Handkerchiefs, stockings, petticoats
and shoes fell Into Sam's handß at
Tldlculous prices, until his mother,
with tears In her eyes, declared that
she would not consent to the purchase
of another article.
Mr. Farnsworth presented an Item
ized bill for $47.27, which Sam paid
•from a generous roll of greenbacks.
On tho plea of arranging for express
ing the goods to Hlngham, Sam met
Mr. Farnsworth in his office and gnve
him a check for the balance of $445.50.
“I swan. I haven't had so much fun
In ten years," said Sam, as he shook
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liands with Mr. Farnsworth and
thanked him. “I reckon Ma Rounds
will be the best dressed old lady be
tween Boston an’ Newport. Good
day. Mr. Farnsworth, an' good luck
ter you."
CHAPTER XI.
Sam's New York Triumphs.
Ignoring his mother’s protest. Sam
employed a dressmaker and for two
weeks Mrs. Rounds found pleasure in
assisting the seamstress with her
work. Sam had acquainted the lat
ter with his secret and she agreed to
protect It. But his precautions were
In vain.
Like other crimes less difllcult to
condone, this one was destined to be
revealed. The preacher's wife called
on Mrs. Rounds, and slncd they had
become very friendly, was shown the
new gown and the black lace shawl.
Whatever of envy arose in that good
woman's breast was lost in surprise
when Mm. Rounds innocently men
tioned the price she had paid for the
silk.
"Sixty-five cents a yard for that
silk!" she exclaimed. “Why. my dear
Mrs. Rounds, you surely must be Jest
ing. I had a dress like that when I
was married, and It cost six dollars a
yard. And that lace at thirty cents.
It surely cost five dollars a yard, and
perhaps more. That beautiful shawl
must have cost more than a hundred
dollars. 1 understand now." she con
tinued In Borne confusion. "Your son
Intended to surprise you. It was very
good of him and very clumsy In me to
reveal his secret."
When the visitor had departed Mrs.
Rounds looked with awe at the gar
ments Bpread out before her. A fa
miliar step sounded in the hallway,
and Sam entered, his homely face
rosy with a smile.
"I'm back ergain." he said, fondly
embracing his mother. "Admirin’ yer
new gown, eh? Go an' put it on, an’
yer bonnet an' shawl. I want ter see
how ye lookß, dressed up as er real
lady."
She held his hands and looked up.
tears trickling down her faded cheeks.
“You—you told me an awful story,
Samuel," she faltered, "but —but I
don't think you meant to do wrong,
and —and I’ll pray for you. You are
very good to me. Samuel, if you did
break one of the commandments.”
“That didn’t break no command
ment." said Bam with a contrite grin.
"It only kinder bent it er little. Don't
ye worry erbout ther cost of them
clothes. I’ve made enough money
B y FREDERICK
UPHAM ADAMS
since I've been away ter pay fer three
more dresses like that air one. It's
none tew good fer ye, an' I want ye
to wear It Just as if ye wa’nt afraid
of it."
Sam's rapidly increasing business
kept him away from home much of
the time. Mrs. Rounds was busy for a
month with her wardrobe She then
knitted socks for Sam, until he had a
supply sufficient to last a lifetime. In
this crisis of a dearth of work, the
wife of a neighbor was teken 111 with
typhoid fever. There were five small
children In the family, and they were
too poor to employ a nurse.
An hour after Mrs. Rounds heard
the news she had taken charge of the
case. Hour after hour and day after
day she fought the attacks of the in
sidious disease. She cooked the
meals, soothed the crying children,
spoke words of comfort to the dis
tracted husband, performed the house
work, and slept at such rare intervals
ns she could find between her multi
tudinous duties. The patient was
convalescent when Sam returned
home. He at once employed a nurse
to take his mother's place.
She listened patiently and with a
puzzled smllo to Sam’s rebuking lec
ture. -
"Whom folks are sick, some one
must take care of them. Samuel," nip*
said, when ho had ended. “They are
poor, and I had nothing else to do.
The Bible says you must visit the
sick when they're afflicted. You woti’t
let me do any work here In the hou.ie,
and 1 must do something."
Mrs. Rounds was the first to learn
of sickness or of trouble In any fa.n
ily for miles around, and first to :e
--spond. She officiated at childbirtliß,
or with tender fingers closed the eyes
of the dead and stitched their shrouds.
When children had croup or measles,
the neighbors sent, not for the doctor,
but for Mrs. Rounds. She found re-
laxation in Rewing for any one who
would accept her services.
Sam made several successful ven
tures in the New York horse market
and decided to locate there. He
bought a cozy house on the East Side,
fronting a small park, and installed
his mother as mistress of the estab
lishment. His business prospered.
Having firmly established his posi
tion as a shipper and dealer In horses,
ho turned his attenton to the commis
sion business. Taking advantage of
n shortage in the cranberry crop, he
bought a large part of the available
supply and cleared thousands of dol
lars in consequence of his sagacity.
He then embarked In the produce and
commission business on a large scale
and scored another success.
At the age of thirty-five, having
amassed a competency, Sam Rounds
determined to Improve what he
termed his "book education.” Four
winter terms In the Rehoboth public
school gave him all of which he could
boast in the way of erudition. He
therefore began a course of study in
a night school, which he attended four
evenings in the week. He Joined a
‘debating society, and became a mem
ber of various social and political or
ganizations in his district.
The corruption of the local politi
cians precipitated a revolt against the
party In power, and the voters of
Sam’s district held a meeting for the
purpose of nominating an alderman
to stand against an incumbent who
had betrayed his trust. Sam's name
was proposed with cheers. He was
nominated by acclamation and escort
ed to the platform.
"If honesty is good policy in busi
ness. as they say it Is." he declared,
"it Bhould be a good thing in politics.
Those who know me know that I'm
not a politician, and those that don't
know me will mighty soon find It out.
The only promise I can make is that
if I am elected—and I calculate to be
—ls that I would no sooner think of
cheating my neighbors aR an aider
man. than I would of cheating them
in selling potatoes or cabbages.”
Samuel Lemuel Rounds was tri
umphantly elected alderman by the
largest majority ever cast for a candi
date in his district.
CHAPTER XII.
Lost In the Snow.
"Lookß like more snow!"
At the sound of his master's voice
a shepherd dog raised his head in
quiringly. and followed the gaze of
the speaker as he studied the leaden
sky and the crests of snowclad ridges
and mountains. This habit of voicing
thought develops In those who spend
long periods in solitude, and James
Blake —once a farmer boy in Hlug
ham, and now a California gold miner
and prospector—was no exception to
the rule.
"Ilet’s get breakfast. Dog,” he said
as he entered the cabin. "I told you
It was going to snow.”
Blake's cabin stood well back from
the edge of a cliff half way up the
slope of a valley In the Sierra Ne
vada* of Central California.
Scattered along the walls were min
ing tools, powder kegs. guns, fishing
roils, and a miscellaneous assortment
of Limber and firewood. A small but
strongly constructed ell was used as
a storeroom. Haunches of venison,
the carcass of a brown bear, and long
strings of mountain trout were here
securely guarded against the depre
dations of wandering animals. Bag”
of flour and oatmeal, some potatoes,
sides of bacon, and the remnants of a
ham completed the more substantial
portion of Blake's larder. He often
surveyed his snug storeroom with
much satisfaction. Nothing but a con
flagration or a serious illness could
disturb his labors during the long
winter season.
Breakfast ended, James Blake lit
his pipe and started for the mouth of
fhe tunnel. Though less than an hour
had passed since he entered the cabin
the snow already had drifted across
the puth and blocked the door. Those
whose knowledge of snowstorms i *
confined to localities where a foot or
two of snow in forty-eight hours In
called a "blizzard,” and esteemed a
meteorological event, have no con
ception of a snow storm In the Si
erras. Near the timber line in the
Sierra Nevadas there has been re
corded a fall of fourteen feet cf
snow in as many consecutive hours--
an inch every five minutes —a swirl
ing. wiithlng, choking maelstrom of
flakes, borne on the wings of a freez
ing gale.
It was such a storm that Blake
faced when he opened the cabin dorr
and plunged through the drifts into
the tunnel.
"Thlß is an old snifter. Isn't It.
Dog?" he exclaimed as he stood In
the mouth of the shaft and shook the
snow from his blouse.
Blake lit a lantern and wdrmed his
way Into tho dismal hole. A few raip
utes later he was hard at work, paus
ing now and then to examine the rock
with eager eyes. He had been tolling
for three hours or more when the
dog’s sniffling attracted his notice. A,s
he turned, the auimal raised his heal,
barked sharply, and growled in a
peculiar manner.
"What's the matter. Dog?” said
Blake, patting his friend. “What a
cursed shame the'creature can’t tali.!
What's up, old boy? Seen a bear.
Don’t bother with him—let him alone.
Go away. Dog. I’m busy," and BtinO
returned to his task.
Leaning back against the wall *f
the tunnel, with his paws hanging
in a most doleful fashion, the dng
sounded a long-drawn wail, so pitiful
in !ts intensity that Blake dropped
his pick and gazed at the animal in
amazement mixed with terror. The
animal sprang forward and fastened
his teeth in the leg of Blake's troup
ers, pulling gently but firmly, growl
ing and whining.
"This is a new freak!" muttered
Blake, grabbing the lantern. "Some
thing has happened. Perhaps the
hut’s afire.”
He moved quickly towards th.e
mouth of the tunnel. The dog gave a
Joyful bark, and led the way. Blake
reached the open air, and floundert-d
through the drifts until the cabin
was visible through the blinding snow.
The dog went past it. and howled
dismally when his master paused.
Rushing into the hut. Blake secured
a long rope, one end of which he tied
to the leg of a bench near the door.
Paying out the coil he dashed sturdily
forward.
(To be continued.)
JAPANESE ARE TRUE POETS.
Chicago Club Woman Recalls Some oi
Their Characteristics.
An observant Chicago club woman
who recently returned from Japan tells
the following interesting characteris
tics of the “little brown man”:
"He Is always a student and nlwayt
a poet. ' The sight of an almond tree
in full bloom will cause him to pour
forth his admiration in poetry, which
he writes on streamers of rice paper
and attaches to the limbs of the beau
tiful pink flowering tree. Such a tree
may in a few days become the shrine
of hundreds of devotees, each Inspired
by the sight to a high pitch of poetic
fervor, which vents Itself in the form
of more poems, so that before the al
mond season is over a whole orchard
is often a fluttering mass of poetical
tributes to the beauties of flora.
"I have known a hard working Jap
anese to save a whole year In order to
take his family on a trip to the moun
tains to hear and study the music of
a distant waterfall.”
Equal to the Situation.
Leonard D. Baldwin of ex-Attorney
General Griggs' law firm told the oth
er day of an Irishman who was taken
by his priest in an intoxicated condi
tion to a cemetery and propped up
against a gravestone. The priest had
a lot of the Irishman's friends come
to the cemetery dressed In winding
sheets to scare him. The friends
watched, while one of them went be
hind tho gravestone and poured
enough cold water on the Irishman's
face to wake him up. The Irishman
looked around him. He saw the tombs,
the tombstones and the figures in
winding sheets. "Shay, you fellers."
ho said, "ye've been here longer than
Ol have. Whar kin 0> git a drink?"
BOYS & GIRLS
A Bright World.
Some say this world Is an old. old world.
But It’s always been new to me.
With Its boundless rang® of ceaseless
chance.
And hope of thing* to be.
A pew friend takes my hand
When the old ones pass »way:
The Old days die. but the light In the
sky
Is the dawn of another day.
Some Pay this world Is a cold, cold world.
But It's always been bright to me.
With Its hearthstone fires und warm de
slres
J«or the things that are yet to be.
A ltd If I must labor I wait.
And trust to the fields I have sown.
I*or J know there is truth In the promise
of youth—
I shall some time come to my own.
Home nay this world Is a bad. bad world,
But It's always been good to me.
With Its errors there live dear hearts
that forgive.
And hope for the things to be.
This world le not old nor cold.
This world Is not sad nor bad.
If you look to the right, forgetting the
night.
And say to your soul "He glad ”
—Woman's Life.
A Prophet on a Pivot.
Have you ever played a game called
Prophet? If not you will find it very
entertaining. To make the prophet,
you first cut a piece of pasteboard
perfectly round; divide with pencil
marks this circle Into about twenty
or more equal parts like the spokes of
a wheel. Place this piece of paste
board on a standard a few inches
high, then either make or buy a small
wooden doll, which must be dressed
like a monk or prophet. Place this
figure In the center of the circle on
a wire or pivot so that It will turn
freely. The prophet must have a
wand in his right hand which points
to tho figures on the disk.
Now prepare a lot of cards, upon
each of which you must write some
prophecy bearing the numbers on the
disc, such as: No. 16. "You will be
successful In business”; No. 10. "You
will have a long life and a merry one.”
YACHT WEATHER VANE.
Here is a quite new kind of weather
vane. It is made of yachts. The boats
will tack, go about, go before the wind
and Jibe like the big single-stick
yachts when they are racing.
Cut four boards 12 inches long, five
inches wide and seven-eighths inch
thick. Draw on them the outline of a
sailing yacht as shown in the picture.
Curve the deck line slightly upward
to give the impression of tipping to
one side.
Bore a one-quarter-inch hole for the
The Yachts Will Pursue Each Other on the Vane.
mast on the narrow deck a little ahead
of the middle. Make the mast about
12 Inches long. It may he made of
dowels, which are hardwood sticks
three feet long and kept In most hard
ware stores. Bore another hole In the
bow for the bowsprit and Insert a
dowel five Incheß long.
For the boom and gaff of the main
sail use two dowels, five and nine
inches long.
Jib and mainsail may be made of
sheeting cut to proper size and sewed
!n place. Paint the upper part of the
norace Mann.
It Isn’t every boy or girl who knows
that they are indebted to Horace
Mann for freedom from the kind of
punishment at school that was once
termed “licking.” Horace Mann did
more to Improve the public school sys
tem than any other man. His own
state felt the benefits of his efforts
first, but the system he organized
soon became general throughout this
country, and even In England.
Perhaps his work In this direction
grew out of the difficulty he experi
enced in obtaining his own education.
His parents were very poor people,
living on a small farm in Massachu
setts. and young Horace was obliged
to work very hard with the rest of the
family. He had to work so hard, in
fact, that until his fifteenth year he
could not go to school more than two
months In any year. In those days,
too. there were very few subjects
taught, and the few books that Hor
ace needed were not provided free, as
all are now. This was very discourag
ing to little Horace, for he had to
braid straw to earn the books his
studies required. Most of his early
education was gained in a small
library In the town, where he found
some books on history and theology,
books so dry that no scholar of to-day
could take the slightest Interest in
them.
Horace persevered, finally passed
through college and became a great
lawyer. Long before middle age he
devoted his life to the Improvement of
educational methods, and bur wonder
ful system of schools stands to-day as
the greatest monument a man could
have.
How to Attract Hornets and Bees.
Last summer Ned went to the coun
try to visit his cousin Will, and one
day the two boys walked out into the
woods. They were sitting on a log,
poking around with a stick, when sud
denly a crowd of yellow jackets
swarmed out from a hole intent upon
punching the disturbers of their peace.
Ned took to his heels and ran, wav
ing his hat in ail directions, while
Will stood perfectly still. The bees
pursued poor Ned, and stung him
frightfully, and paid absolutely no at
tention to Will.
This will Invariably happen. If you
keep perfectly quiet, bees will seldom
attack you, but if you run they will
surely follow.
Wolf and Lambs.
"Wolf and lambs” Is Just opposite
from "hide and seek.' In this game
just one person hides, and the rest
start out to seek the “wolf.” The
“wolf” Jumps out unexpectedly and
to catch one of the "lambs,” who
Immediately scatter and run for the
base. If the "wolf" catches a lamb”
the "lamb” Is "wolf” next time, and
so on.
It la fair In the beginning for the
first “wolf” to be chosen by counting
out.
hull white and the lower part red or
green. Keep the line between the col
ors curved, following the shape of tho
deck.
Each boat Is fastened with a screw
to the end of a crosß-arm, screws
being three inches long with a No. 12
head.
The croßs-arm Is made of two sticks,
each three feet long, 1 M Inches wide,
seven-eighths inch thick, fitted to
gether at their middle In the shape of
a cross. A board six Inches square
nailed at their center will strengthen
them.
Bore a hole through the center of
the cross-arm, screw the boats in posi
tion. and. with two washers and a lag
screw, bolt it in place on top of a pole,
standing by itself, or fastened to a
roof.
Adjust the sails of each boat so
that they can stand out about 46 de
grees from the side. In a light breeze
one boat will always he under full
sail and will push the others around
to receive the wind in turn.
The Tricolored Star.
Take a sheet of cardboard—a calen
dar. for instance—and bend It In the
median line. In one of the wings thus
obtained cut a four-pointed star in
which two points are vertical and two
horizontal. Now bend back this wing
upon the other and take a tracing of
it with a pencil. Strike the center of
the star by the intersection of the
diagonals. This will be the center of
a new star of the same size, but whose
diagonal makes an angle of 45 de
grees with the first one. Having
traced this new star, cut It out care
fully and place your cardboard, as the
illustration directs, on a table bearing
a couple of lighted candles of the
same height, opposite a screen of
white paper affixed to the wall. Regu
late the angle formed by the two
wings in such away that the luminous
images which the stars cast may fall
on the center of the screen directly
one over the other. You will now
have a bright star of eight corners.
Now, If you cover one of the two aper
tures with a bit of colored glass—say,
green—you will have a trlcolored star
whose rays or points are alternately
red and green, while a white octagonal
star will appear in the center.
The colored glass may be replaced,
as in the Illustration, by a drinking
glass containing colored liquid.
Home-Made Lanterns.
The materials needed for a home
made lantern are a baking powder
can. a nail, a hammer, a candle, two
yards of wire a piece of cardboard
and a piece of rounded wood to fit
Into the can.
Insert the round woodefi wedge Into
the can and with hammer and nail
make as many holes as you wish,
say perhaps three holes in n group all
over the can, which makes a very
pretty pattern. With the wedge in
side the can will not bend.
The stand for the candle is made
from the pasteboard, which should be
thick. Cut this Into a circular piece,
a shade smaller than the can. first
making a hole In the center large
enough for the candle. Push this, with
the candle In it. Into the bottom of the
can and the lantern Itself Is finished.
Hammer three holes at equal dis
tances In the cover of the can and
then put three more holes in the lan
tern itself close to the top of the can,
also at equal distances apart.
If you have some old chains use
these to hang the lantern, as in the
picture. If not, use wire.
Cane Trick.
Measure the length of your forearm
along a cane by placing your elbow
even with Its head and marking the
point to which the tip of your middle
finger reaches.
Take hold of your cane with your
middle finger covering the mark and
your little finger nearest to the head.
The cane must be at right angles to
the hand and be grasped firmly, so
that the tips of all the fingers are
pressed tightly against the palm of the
hand. It Is not "fair” to hold the cane
obliquely.
Now try to put the head of the cane
to your lips. If you succeed you are
an exception to the general rule, and
even you will probably fail If you hold
the cane. In the same manner, at a
point a little farther from the head.
But any one can do the trick easily
by holding the cane at a less distance
from its bead than the length of his
forearm.
Can You Do This?
A fleet of Japanese transports un
able to make a landing at An Toum
sailed into the Yalu. While anchored
there a wireless message was received"
saying that a fleet of powerful Rus
slan battleship was in the vicinity pro
paring to blockade the entrance to the
river. The Japanese commander was
In a quandry. To remain meant death,
by starvation; to go out meant de
struction by 13-lnch guns. He was re
lieved from his predicament by a
young midshipman, who guaranteed to
get the fleet of transports safely out
of the river If they would sail In the
following order: Four transports
ahead of two transports, four trans
ports between two transports, four
transports behind two transports.
How many transports were there?