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There's an ^Itfo'W In the river
Wherej/Jt curves around and dovm,
And thepfcliffs are scarred and broken,
And seamed and marked with
And the lake waits for the river
With a faith, and love as true
As was mine in days we know of
When used to wait fpjfr you.
There are youths to wait impatient
As I waited, dear, of old
There are maids whose eyes are blue
And with locks of tawny sold
All the nooks that knew our trysting,
All the sunflecked shaded ways,
Are to-day held dear by lovers.
As they were in other days.
Boys are swimming in the river.
Fish are leaping in- the sun.
And the ripples gleam as brightly.
Softly giggling as they run,
And I think your eyes, your blue eyes.
Arc as blue as they were then,
And I think your lips would tempt m«
Till I stooped to them again.
It is much, dear, to have loved
In your happy, happy youth
To have looked deep in your blue ejrM
Limpid wells of love and truth
You'll be young to me forever
Only I, dear, will grow old.
But my heart will stay entangled
In your locks of tawny gold.
—J. M. Lewis, in Houston Post.
MRS. BILGER'S VICTORY
Emma S. Jones and Geik Turner.
Copyright, 189G, by The Shortstory Pub
lishing Company. All rights reserved.
railroad had killed her rnuley
cow, and the railroad had got to
pay for it—so said Mrs. Bilger.
Mrs. Bilger was a widow lady resid
ing in the suburbs of Grafton, on the
hills of southern California. Grafton
is not an imposing place. It is situated
in a hole in the woods mowed out by
the sawmill, which forms its principal
Industry. The business life in Grafton
consists in feeding this sawmill, and,
as it is not a large one, the town can
not be called populous even at its cen*
ter. The situation of Mrs. Bilger's
place, in the outskirts, would have rea
sonably been called retired if it had
not been for the fact that the P. D. &
Q. railroad ran through her front yard.
In this way a good proportion of the
population of the United States passed
through Mrs. Bilger's dooryard. Few,
however, stopped, except when some
train got stalled at the foot of the grade
before her house. The P. D. & Q. en
gines can climb almost anything but
a tree, but occasionally in the winter
they had to take two or three starts
at this grade it was the worst on the
whole road. Occasionally, also, Mrs.
Bilger had calls from railroad men,
who stopped to drink at her celebrated
The late Mr. Bilger had left his
widow her small house and clearing,
an eight-year-old son, a double-bar
relied shotgun, and her muley cow. A
few melancholy hens completed the in
ventory of the estate. Mrs. Bilger,
who was a woman of character, made
the best of her resources. She herself
tickled the shallow surface of her por
tion of the earth till it. burst forth
every summer into a sickly grin of
scanty potatoes and corn, while her
conscientious hens converted the minor
by-products of the farm into market
able produce. Her main trust, however,
had always been put in her muley cow,
who had furnished her a good, supply
of milk, for which she found a ready
This muley cow would probably not
have taken a prize on fancy points at
a cattle show still she was a patient,
industrious animal, and a good pro
vider. But at last, unfortunately, the
extreme scarcity of provisions drove
her to night work, and she wandered
•onto the railroad track and uninten
tionally ran against a freight train in
the dark. In the morning Mrs. Bilger
discovered little more than a fine line
of Hamburg steak stretching towards
the western horizon. It was a partic
ularly hard blow to her, because she
"was on the eve of accepting a flattering
offer of $13 for the animal.
There was no doubt in Mrs. Bil
ger's mind from the first that the rail
road would have to settle for her cow.
So she informed the station agent the
very day. following the accident,, and
after protracted negotiations, Which
nearly lost the station agent his din
ner, the latter agreed to forward .a de
mand for settlement to headquarters.
Mrs. Bilger didn't see why he couldn't
settle for her martyred cow on the
apon. btrt she was willing to make Rea
sonable concessions. Her final price
So, after awhile, the station agent
forwarded her demand, to the division
superintendent, and after awhile the
division superintendent forwarded it to
the division claim agent, and after
awhile the division claim agent decided
lie would, send out a man to look op
the case. A railroad company does,
sot take unnatural haste in settling up
the claims of a poor, ignorant widow.
This railroad's fatal mistake was that
It did not know what kind of a widow'
tt wasl|£aling with.
4 tt took about three weeks in all for
the raili oad officials to get around to
Mrs. Bilger's case, and Mrs. Bilger, de
privedher chief mean? of suste
nance,-*ras naturally becoming some
what dl^gerous.^ She viewed with in
la genwkl, and especially those who
came t6-^iwa£errfH*nWr famoufc
„J&ft2».W'»W A1 jf. ,^.ii» ..V
ain't got gall she
was accn8tomed*r|o say to her Willie far
this Interval^^Mllin^ old muley cow,
and then comln' n|rett*get our water.'*
Finally she decided to'give her ulti
"Here, you," she said, when the* sec
tion hands came up one noon'for their
daily supply,J "you get out of thar.
You don't get no more water out of my
epjjng till you pay for my muley cow
"What muley cow? We ain't killed
no muley cow," said the astonished
section hands but it was no use to
conduct a campaign of enlightenment
with Mrs. Bilger,^ 'The-railroad had
killed her cow, and to h#r /the section
hands constituted a part of one heart
less and blqod-thirstgrj corporation,
which was fe&jioftsibie. .*19iey returned
without the water.
The boss, a fat man, who had some
what of a determined character him
self, and who prided himself on his
power of invective, was severely sar
castic on thteir return.
"Gimme that pail," said he, "I'll
show you how to get the water.*'- He
waddled off with the pail in a' truly
Mrs. Bilger was, in the house! at the
time. The 'section boss walked tri
umphantly up to the spring and
stooped down to take up the water in
his pail. The water was some way
down in the ground, being confined in
a shallow well, walled with stones, and
as he was a very fat man, it took him
some time to get down to it. Just as
he was about to accomplish his purpose
he suddenly toppled over head foremost
into the spring with the graceful, tilt
ing motion of a mud turtle falling off
a log. Mrs. Bilger had waylaid him
with her broom.
The section boss was a very close fit
for the spring, and he made up his
mind severalotimes before he unwedged
himself that he was a drowned section
boss. When he finally did get out,
spluttering and swearing, he found
himself looking into the muzzles of a
double-barrelled shotgup, like a pair
of opera glasses. He fled precipitately
without his water bucket.
Mrs. Bilger threw the bucket after
him. "I won't take less'n $30 for her
now, cash down," was all she re
After that it was vain for a railroad
man to attempt to use that spring
She watched it most of her spare time
herself, and when she didn't she had
her boy out. Whenever a railroad man
came in sight the child's little piping
voice sounded- the guard mount, and
his mother came on duty with her gun.
She didn't say much, but she just
walked back and forth before the
spring with conscious strength and
dignity in her bearing, and deep, hard
lines about her mouth. A great many
railroad iaen who had thought they
wanted a drink before they saw her
found that they were mistaken and
By and by, however, the section boss
got tired of this sort of thing. There
was a good deal of work that year,
raising the tracks on that grade, and
there wasn't another spring for two
miles either way. Finally he decided
to negotiate with Mrs. Bilger.
"That's right," said Mrs. Bilger,
"you killed my cow and you've got to
pay for her. She's wuth jest $40."
So the section boss sought out the
road master and told him about the
affair, and the road master told the
division superintendent. It had been
so long since the division superintend
ent had heard from the station master
about Mrs. Bilger's cow that he had
forgotten all about it Besides, it
didn't sound like the same cow, any
way, the valuation being so different.
So the division superintendent filed
another Report with the claim depart
About this time, Mrs. Bilger, noi
hearing anything from her appeal for
justice, frequented the station at
Grafton a great deal, coming in about
tr:»in time and talking violently to the
station agent Finally, the. station
ag^nt agreed to write on again to the
division superintendent By this time
Mis. Bilger's estimated price was $52.
so happened at this time that the
division superintendent was off on a
short vacation, and his substitute, in
an excess of zeal, filed the third cow
report with the claim department
Before it reached there, however, the
division claim agent had visited M^s.
Bilger with a checV made out for her
first asking price of $23.
"Have you lost two cows, Mrs. Bil
ger?" said he politely.
"So, I hain't," that worthy womau
replied, "only one but I ain't going to
take no $23, for it That cow will cost
you just $62 now."
"But she wasn't worth any $62," he
"Yes, she was, too," said Mrs. Bilger
"countin' the time I've' lost foolin'
over the blame thing the last three
months, an' all I've had to pay for
butter and cheese, $62 's cheap. Be
sides, you can pay it just as well as
not you know you've got the money.
If you don't, I'll take it to the law."
Mrs. Bilger was obstinate, and the
claim agent took back his check, and,
acting on Mrs. Bilger's threat to go to
law, sent over the first two papers on
the case to the general claims attor
ney, intending to see him about it
next day. Next day he was called off
suddenly to another part of the road.
While, he was gone the second report
from the .station ageqt 'came along,
with a bill "for $50 for Mrs. Bilger's
mule* cow, tad,' the department claim
agent being away, was serft straight to
the claims attorney. The'three bills
"What the devil .are they doing do Wn
there," -said the claims attorney. when
the claim i^pentxcame 'back, "hartnga
It took the claim agent some time
resolved to suspend traffic generally
the road till they paid some attentti
to her.^ ?For this purpose she sec
an old ved flannel shirt, and hitching
it on the end of anjuc helve, began
flag all the trains going up the grade
"You killed my muley cow, 4n
you've got to pay for her," she said,
when the trains came to a standstill.
"1 won't take less'n $67 for her." It is'
not necessary to state what the train
The railroad men finally didn't pay
any attention to her red flag at all, so
far as stopping went, but as nobody
knew just when she might decide to
do something serious, like piling up
a stone wall on the track, for instance,
they watched that flag with considers
And at last she did decide to do
something. It was one Tuesday night
She put the boy to bed early then she
prepared for action.
Filling two buckets from the-Half
barrel of soft soap always kept on tap,
and taking a bucket in each hand, Mrs.
Bilger started out into the dark, and
walked half a mile up the grade. Then
she artistically applied her soft soap
to about a quarter of a mile of the
The next train was a freight due
from the east about nine o'clock. She
was late that night, and she came
down that grade for all she knew how.
When she struck that soft soap she
slid ahead like a comet rollicking
through space the engine rockied from
side to side like a steam launch in a
storm. The engineer saw there was
something wrong in a minute, and
whistled "down brakes" ferociously.
The braltemen put on enough poster
on the brakes to lift her right off the
tracks and hold her suspended in the
air, but she just plunged ahead through
the darkness, squirting soft soap on
all the surrounding landscape.
"It's that blamed Bilger# woman
again!" yelled the engineer to the fire
man. ."What's she done now?"
"Oh, my God!" said the fireman,
thinking of his family "how do
Then they both held onto the sides
of the reeling *cab and hoped hard.
The engineer swore arpeggios to a sort
of running obligato on the whistle
The train went by the station like a
demoniac steam calliope escaped froic
a circus, with a frightened Stain han«"
hanging on the brake of eve^y other
car. When they finally stopped, two
miles down the road, the engineer said
he never had such an awful teeling in
his life—only he didn't say it that way.
The fireman was quite seasick
The worst of it was, they didn't have
the least idea what ailed them, because
by that time all the soft soap was worn
off the wheels. They hadn't the time
to look around, anyway, because they
had to get down on the next siding for
the through ten o'clock passenger
The express was extra heavy that,
night, and the engineer had a horri
ble rate of speed on her when she
reached the grade. Nevertheless, when
she struck it she stopped short within
two lengths. To the wild dismay of
the engineer, the big drivers of his
engine just whirled around and around
like a top. The engine couldn't get up
that grade any more than a man can
lift himself by his boot straps. Final
ly the engineer stopped her and he and
the fireman got out to investigate. Up
the grade in front of the engine the
rails, in the beams of the headlight,
stretched in two strangely glistening
"By thunder!" exclaimed the fire
man, stooping down "it's soft soap."
"Now will you pay nie for my muley
cow?" said a voice from the darkness.
"If you don't, you'll never run your
darned road again."
It was Mrs. Bilger. Her price had
risen to $87.
It so happened that a very impor
tant person was on this train, no less
important a person, in fact, than the
president of the road. He was in a
hurry, too, and he came out of his spe
cial car to see what was going on, just
as Mrs. Bilger arrived on the scene.
"Well, what's the matter here?" said
"Soft soap, sir," said the excited en
gineer "this woman's been daubing
up the track with soft soap so we
can't run the train, because she had
her darned cow killed and they won't
pay for it"
"Yes, they will," said Mrs. Bilger
"and it'll cost 'em $87—not a cent
Mrs. Bilger felt she was in a posi
tion to dictate, and she proposed to
do so. The railroad president appre
ciated the situation.
"Well, my good woman," said he,
"don't you think you'd compromise for
a little less—say $75?"
"Who are you?" said Mrs. Bilger,
"Well, I'm president of this road,"
said the great official.
"Well, then,.I want $87 for my muley
cow," said Mrs. Bilger, "and you don't"
get her for any less."
This amused the president consid
erably, He took out his fat pocket
hook and counted out a big roll of billtf
"There you are said he, "IH pay it
myself Then he got Mrs. Bilger's
mark on a receipt before witnesses*
in front of the headlight and ,Mr»
Bilger's muley cow was settled for Just
five months after its death.
After awhile, with the help of tltff
freight engine below, tne passenger'
train was pushed Up the grade, the
track having been sanded all the way
"That muley cow* was a good paying
property," mused the railroad presi
dent, as he seated himself in his spe
cial car. Vlf she'd given a barrel of
milk a day, and had a calf every
months since the time of her dentSaif
».^- ."i '."•
Henry—Uncle Reub, that girl in the
bathing dress has the richest father in
Uncle Reub—Well, he must be a
stingy cuss if he wouldn't buy her no
more clothes than what she's got on.—
Chicago Daily News.
Whyness of the Which.
The rain falls not alike upon
The just and the other fellow
And the reason of it is because
The unjust swipes the umbrella.
Out of the Ordinary.
Meeks—My wife is nothing if not orig
Parks—Well, what's the answer?-
Meeks—When I proposed to her she
didn't get off that old chestnut about its
being so sudden.
Parks—Indeed! What did she say
Meeks—She said: "Well, the expect
ed does happen occasionally, after all."
A Lucky Accident.
"This man Lobbs is one of the lucki
est fellows I know of. You heard of
his arm being blown off last week in
"Yes, but there is nothing lucky
"It was his right arm, you know."
"Well, what of that?"
"Why, he is left-handed."—Tit-Bits.
A Bargain Hunter.
A bright little girl came into a store
and asked the price of collars.
"Two for a quarter," said the clerk.
"How much would one cost?"
She thought for awhile, and then said:
"Then it would make the other 12
cents, so I guess I'll take that."—Little
She viewed the result of her baking.
And remarked, with tears in her eyes,
"If it's angel cake I've been making
I Wonder why it fails to rise?"
EAST TO PLEASE.
"I'll admit it ain't a 50-horse power
machine, but it serves my purpose very
Deep or Shallow.
Mrs. Bacon—Do you think
women talk too much?
Mr. Bacon—Well, you know, dear,
that still waters run deep, but babbling
brooks often appear to be shallow.-*
"Dp you think that music is of any
practical benefit in life?"
"4'''Well,"1answered Miss Cayenne,
"judging from the photographs of
eminent violinists, it must keep the
hair from falling out"—Washington
^41 Hot a Sure Test.
tJ rJUTVlU UIIIlM OO lUIIVIl Vl /UU'M QFt
Mamma—I am sure Miraada that
Harold thinks as much of you as ever.
"What's that noise?"
"That's Gladys. She has a five-dol
lar gold piece bangle that was coined
the year she was born and she wants
to wear it again."
"But that doesn't explain the ham
"She's battering it so the year
won't show."—Houston Post
A Brilliant Idea.
Clerk—Mr. Muldoon, we have an or
der for hard wood ^kindlings, but the
hard wood is all gene.
Mr. Muldoon (dealer)—Sind 'em saft
""They will notice the difference, be
cause soft wood burns too fast."
"Bejabers, thot's so. Wet it"—N.
l$ied to Brace Hp.
Wife—You've been drinking! And you
told, me you were going to a prayer
Husband—Y-e-s, m' dear, I wash de
layed at zhe prayer-meeting and I—hie—
knew you'd make big fuss 'bout my—hie
—comin' home s' late, and I—I—hie—
tried to brace up for zhe ordeal.—N. Y.
Shrewd Business Han.
•He has arranged the1matterquite
To his content, they say
The body takes its sleepby night.
The conscience its by day!
—N. O. Times-Democrat.
A MILD HINT.
"They say the Japanese never kiss."
"That reminds me that I wanted to
ask you something, Mr. Timid."
"What is it, Miss Flip?"
"I wanted to ask you if you liad any
Japanese blood in your veins."—St
Contentment and Greed.
Some folks, if they "make both ends meet,'
Believe themselves in clover,
But others are not satisfied
Unless the ends lap over.
Can't Please 'Em.
Employment Agent—Some people are
entirely too particular for this world.
Friend —What's happened?
Employment Agent—That finicky
Mrs. Upton has discharged the cook I
sent her, just because the cook couldn't
cook.—N. Y. Weekly.
Prophecy That Failed.
—*T- ffWBWWi ^^r'pfrofT^
Willie—Ma, you ain't much
prophet, are you?
Ma—What do you mean, Willie?
Willie—You said if I ate that cake
that was in the pantry it would make,
me sick, but it didn't—Philadelphia
As Others See TTs.
Greene-Hear about Bifkins?
Brown—No what about him?
Green—He married his cook last
Brown—That's just like Bifkins
He'-d rather -fight than eat—Chicago
Griggs^—Gillsnap told me the ,other
day .that after ten years of married
life he and his wife at last under
stood each other
Cumtoing—Yfes. I hear'they are~ try
ing to get a divorce.—Brooklyn Eagle.
Busy Van. r~'
"Blnks is the busiest man in the
"That's strange/ I thought he was
so rich he didn't have to work."
"IJis riches are responsible. Ha
bought a big touring auto a short'time
ago. Now,' when he isn't filing some
break iri the marhinq he is in court
Wife—yes,, but I'm afraid,
hedoesltnowfromasenseof "He is, when anyone else has it"—
Alltteste Pwmlla* to the
r«male 8n «n Due to Catank .v
MRSi M. BRICKNER,
99 Eleventh Street, 1
"A short tlme ago I found my con
dition very serious, I had headaches,
palna in the hack, aiid frequent dizzy
spells which'grew worse everymonth.
I tried two remedies before Peruna,
and was discouraged when I took
the first dose, but my courage soon
returned. In less than two months
my health was restond."--Mrk M.
The reason of so many failures to.
cure cases similar to the above is the
fact that diseases
peculiar to the
female sex are
recognized as being caused by catarrh.
Catarrh of one organ is exactly the
same as catarrh of any other organ.
What will cure catarrh of the head will
also cure catarrh of the pelvic organs.
Peruna cures these cases simply because
it cures the catarrh.
If you have catarrh «write at once to
Dr. Hartman, giving a full statement of
your case, and he will be pleased to give
you his valuable advice gratis.
Address Dr. Hartman, President of
The Hartman Sanitarium, Columbus, O.
FBOH THE OTHEB SIDE.
The only school fojr wfemen gardeners
in London is at the Royal botanic gar
dens, Regent's Park.
M. Deibler, a French executioner, ia
collecting material for the history of
the death punishment in Europe.
It is believed that French prune grow
ers use glycerine to give their dried
fruit its peculiar glistening appear
In Berlin, with a population of about
2,500,000, the number of new buildings
erected has averaged 2,123 a year dur
ing teh last six years.
For the. first time in 60 years small
freight steamers are now plying on the
upper Rhine, from 8trasbufg to Basel.
The cargoes conslBt chiefly of coal.
More than half of Russia's profits from
exports come from the sale of grain. The
value of exported butter is over 16,
per year of eggs, over $26,
A warden of an old English church
found in the lpmber-room an ancient
"jug," which proved to be an Elizabethan
"stoup" of a rare kind. It was sold in
London at auction for $5,511 which suf
ficed to make some long-needed repairs
to the church building.
It is announced in a scientific journal
that Prince Albert of Monaco*has taken
the lead in the movement for another
north pole expedition on a plan suggest
ed by Ensign Charles Benard, late of
the French navy. The cost of tile expe
dition is set down at $300,000, two ships
to be employed.
AS EASY, •/.-
Needs Only a Little Thinking.
The food of childhood often decides
whether one is to grow up well nour
ished and healthy or weak and sickly
from improper food.
It's just as easy to be one as the otb»
er, provided we gat a proper start
A wise physician like the Denver
Doctor who knew about food, can ac
complish wonders, provided the patient
is willing to help and will eai only
Speaking .of this case the Mother feald
her little four-year-old boy was suffer
ing from a peculiar derangement of the
stomach, liver. and.Mdney8.an4 hl feet
became &> swollen he couldn't tafte a
step. "We called a Doctor who said
at once %e must be very careful' as to
'his diet as improper food was the
only canife df hissickness.
"So the Dr. made np adiet and the
principal-food he jreKribed.was drape
Nuts sln& the boy who was very fond
of sweet tilings, took the Grape-Nuts
readily without adding any sugar. (Dr.
explained that the sweet in Grape-Nuta
Is not at all likie cane or beet sugar
butis the natu|al«sreetof the jpains.)
"We saw big lmprovement %side A
few days ahd now'3rap»-Nut#are al«
most His only food and hris once more
a htilthy,Chappy, rosy-cheeked young
ster with every prospect to grow up'
into & strong healthy man." name
giveu by Postum Co., Battle Greek,
ture-Bweet knpwn as post Sugar, not
digested inth*( liver like,' cfiinaiy
stigar, but predigeited.' Feed"the^yoohg~
*tei$r a handful of Grape-Nuts when
Natur» deaaiids sweet and IrasDpta