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January 21, 10CML.
TB I LLUSTR ATED BE& Published Weekly by The Pre I'ubllF.h'ng Company, Uce Building, Omaha, Neb. Price 6c Per Copy Per Tear, $2.00. Kntered at the Omaha Post office ns flwotid l 'If i km Mall Matter. Fr Advertising Kates Address Pub IwlxT. Communications relating to photographs or articles for publication should 1) ' id dressed, "Kdllor Illustrated Hie, Omaha." Pen and Picture Pointers THE ILLUSTRATED REE. "TTIllKN'IOVKlt a man spring a now I Idea on the wo: Id the people I stand and ynf at film, iind If lie 21 rl""ws ''I" lirHl ''I'M with 11 sue- ' cession or Miners wie warm is innxt likely to dcuouiit ate him a crunk and have none of him, at lenst not until it has Kniwn up to him. In nearly cyrry regard this Is true of the lite George Francis Train. He died at 75, with the satisfaction of knowing that the world wiih pi-actl 'n t and profiting by Id -as he had promulgate! anil pructlced Ik Fly year hcfor It mijr to that In another half century the wo ld will realize, some of Ms later prognostica tions. It In certain that Mr. Tinin came on the sceno with a wonderful c;ipiclty for com men . opr. miration, lie gave up a clerkship in a great shipping hr.iiFe be fuuHo ho did not think It afforded him cte for hlii Idea; he established a ehlj IIiik house of hlH own, and nan toon at the head of a bigger business than I he one in which he received IiIh early training, and gave It up because It waHn't big enough. Again he began anew and again ho was successful In a measure that wou'.d have sutirtied an orditiary mortal, lint he wa.i after bigger things, and ugaln and tignln he r.tartlcd the world with hit projects and their success. From a purely commercial' Standard, though hlH life was not a suc cess, for he llcd a comparatively poor man, after handling million!! of inon y and with Irnmt'iiHo profits to lilmsvlf. fc Mr. Train waa not content with the meri traiiHactlon of business that deuls with dol lars and cents. He wan full of trcmerdous plans for humanity. He proved himself again and ugaln the friend of fret dom and the foe of branny In nny fb m It was this latter that ltd to his undoing. He de clined to conform to the conventional!. le, and It mado him trouble. When Victoria Woodhull and Tennessee C'lallin were con fined In the Tombs In New York for al leged Infractions of public decency, they having published matter which was then condemned aa Immoral, Train come to their defense with all IiIm r.ial, Hnd very soon wss. confined himself on a similar t hurg-", and later Wat accused of being Insane. While In prison on charges from which hs was lutcr exonerated, his holdings In largj amounts of property, much of which wai located in Omaha, were wiped out, and hi emerged a free man, but with the greater part of his tangible fortune swept away. This seemed a turning point In his eireer, for he wa." never again active In uny great cnlerpilHe. Ula big Ideas wire not accepted by the woild hs more than (hlmtras. mainly becnufcn lie did not appeal directly to the "practical" side of thing. He Wanted Omaha people to aid him In i.nd nif a special tmlnload of children to the Ohl cngo Columbian expoltlon; he wanted to charter a liner at a cost of half a million and take 600 people around the world to ad vertise the Omaha exposition .and proposed Similar plana. He made a trip around ths world to demonstrate that the Journey could be murio In sixty days, and when a newspsper reporter eclipsed his perform ance he made a second dash around the globe to "break the record" again. In such projects as these he busied himself during hlu later years. Hut Ooorge KranclBnYaln was .a friend of humanity after his own lights, ills boast waa that he hud leen in fifteen Jails and never guilty of a crime. It waa his enthusiasm for liberty that got bins In Jail each time. When he found that men and women would not listen to him. he imply turned them down and made his friendships among children and birds. Slowly his great worth came to be recog nised, and now that he U de id acknowl edgements are being made of his services. One lesson from his life Is as old as human experience; that genius doea not deal with trifles. The patient plodder may look after the little things and die unknown with a tore of worldly goods, while the great mind disdains the mlnutae of business, and passes away with little or nothing of sub stance, but with a record of great things achieved for the race. Ganrge Francis Train will always be remembered aa a man Whu had Ideas. Another Hopeless Quest Poor Diogenes! Reincarnated, he bore Ids lantern through the great American cities. The story of despair was written in his face. "HUH looking for the honest man?" In quired a reporter, wlu had nosed him out for a beat "No," said Diogenes, sadly, "my queat now la for the unlndicted official." Whereat he wept bitterly, In abject hope leaunetM. New York Times. (Copyright, 1903, by M. Walter Dunne.) J I regular habits, of a simple and nothing to disturb the even tenor of his life. Monsieur de Ijouhan- court suffered from widowhood more than most Tien do. He regretted his lost hap piness, was angry with the fate which separated a united couple so brutally, the fate which had pitched upon a tranquil existence, whose sleepy quietude had not been troubled by any cares or chimeras. In order to rob It of happiness. Had he been younger, he might, perhaps, have been tempted to form a new line, to fill up the vacant place, and to marry again. But when a man Is nearly 60 such ideas make people laugh, for they have something ridiculous and Insane about them. So he dragged on his dull and weary existence, shunned all those familiar ob jects which constantly recalled the past to him and flitted from hotel to hotel with out taking Interest In anything, or becom ing Intimate with anyone, even tempor arily; Inconsolable, silent, enigmatic, and funereal In his eternal black clothes. He waa generally alone though on rare occasions he was accompanied by his only son, who used to yawn by stealth, and seemed to be mentally counting the hours as If ho were performing some hateful, enforced duty In spite of himself. Two years of this crystallisation slipped by and one was ns monotonous and as vdd of incident aa the other. One evening, however, In a boarding house at Cannes, where he was staying on his wanderings, a young woman dreused in mourning, a new arrival, sat next to Mm at dinner. She had a sad. pale face that told of suffering, a beautiful figure, and large, blue eyes with deep rings round them, which, nevertheless, were like stars In the twilight. All remarked her, and although Doulian court usually took no notice of women, he looked at her and listened to her. He felt leas lonely by her side, though he did not know why. He trembled with In stinctive and confused happiness, Just aa If In some distant country he had found some female friend or relative, who at last would understand him, tell him some news, and talk to him In his dear native language about everything that a man leavea behind him when he exiles him self from home. What strange affinity had t':us thrown them together? Whut secret forces had brought their grief In contact? What made him so sanguine and so culm, and Incited him to take her suddenly Into his confi dence and urged him on to resistless curi osity? She wns an experienced traveler, who had no Illusions and was In search or adventure; one of those women who fre quently change their name, and who, aa they have made up their mind to swindle If luck Is not on their Fide, play the con tinuous role of adventuress; one who could put on every accent; who for the sake of her purse could transform herself Into a Slav, or Into an American, or simply Into a provincial; who waa ready to take part In any comedy In order to make money, and not bo obliged to waste strength and brains on fruitless struggles or on wretched expedients. Thus eh immediately guessed the state of this melancholy sexa genarian's mind, and the illusion which attracted him to her. She Keen led the spoils which offered themselves to her without struggle and divined under what guise she could make herself accepted and loved. She Initiated him into depths of grief which were unknown to him, by phrses which were cut short by sighs, by frag ments of her story, which she finished by a disgusted shrug of the shoulders and a heart-rending smile, and by insensibly exciting his feelings. In a word, she tri umphed ever the last remaining double which might still have mingled with the aflecUouata pity with wUlua that pour, solitary heart, so full of bitterness, overflowed. And so, for the first time since he had lieeome a widower, the old man con fided In another person, poured out his old heart Into the soul which Feemed to be so like his own, which seemed to offer him a haven of cheer where the wounds of his heart could be healed. He longed to throw him self into those sisterly arms, to dry hU tears, and te still his grief there. Monsieur de Ixjubancourt, who had mar ried at 25, as much from love as from Judgment, had lived quietly and peace fully In the country, rarely visiting Paris, lie was ignorant of female wiles and of the temptations offered by creatures like Wanda Pulska, who are made up of lies, and only care for pleasure, a virgin soil on which any evil will grow. She attached herself to him, became his shadow, and by degrees, part of his life. She showed herself to be a charitable woman who devoted herself to an un happy man, endeavored to console him, and In spite of her youth was willing to lie his Inseparable companion In his alow, daily walks. She never appeared to tire of his anecdotes and reminiscences, and she played cards with him. She waited on him carefully when he was confined to his bed. appeared to have no sex, In fact, transformed herself; and though she handled htm skillfully, she seemed In genuous and Ignorant of evil. She acted like an Innocent young girl, who haa Just been confirmed; but for all that, she choso dangerous hours and certain spots in which to be sentimental and to ask ques tions which agitated and disconcerted him, abandoning her slender fingers to his fever ish hands, which pressed and held them In a tender clasp. And then, there were wild declarations of love, prayers and sobs which frightened her; wild adieus, which were not followed by his departure, but which brought about a touching reconcllliatlon and the first kiss; and then, one night, while they were traveling together, he opened the door of her bedroom at the hotel, which she had not locked, and came In like a madman. There was the phantom of re sistance, and the fallacious submission of a woman who was overcome by so much tenderness, who rebelled no longer, but who accepted the yoke of her master and lover. And then, the conquest of the body after the conquest of the heart, while sho forged his chains link by link, with pleas ures which besot and corrupt old men, and dry up their bruins, until at last he al lowed himself to be Induced, almost un consciously, to make an odious and stupid will. Informed, perhaps, by anonymous let ters, or astonished bees use his father kept him altogether at a distance from him and gave no signs of life. Monsieur de Iouban court's son Joined them In Provence. But Wanda Pulska, who had been preparing for that attack for a long time, waited for It fearlessly. She did not seem discomposed at that sudden visit, but was very charming and affable toward the newcomer, reassured him by the careless airs of a girl, who took life ns it came, who was suffering from the confluences of a fault, and did not trouble her head about the future. He envied his father and grudged him such a treasure. Although he had come to combat her dangerous Influence, and to treat the woman who had assumed the place made vacant by death who governed her lover as his sovereign mistress as an enemy, he shrank from his task, panted with desire, lost Ms head, and thought of nothing but treason and of an odious part nership. She manuged him even more easily than she had managed Monsieur Doubaneourt, molded him Just as she chose, made him her tool, without even giving him the tips of her lingers, or granting him the slight est favor, Induced him to be so Imprudent that the old man grew Jealous, watched them, discovered the Intrigue, and found mid letters In which his son stormed, begged, threatened, and implored. One evening, when she knew that her lover had come in, and was hiding In a dark cuplourd in order to watch them, Wanda happened to be alone in the draw-UiC-ruom, which, was full oi light. and of beautiful flowers, with this young fellow of five and twenty. He threw himself at her feet and declared his love, and be sought her to run away with him. When she tried to bring him to reason and re pulsed him. and told him In a loud and very distinct voice how she loved Monsieur de Ixiubancoiirt, he seised her wrists with brutal violence, and maddened with pas sion, stammered out words of love and lust. "I.et me go." she cried, "let me go Im mediately. You are a brute to take ad Vantage of a woman like that. Please let me go, or I shall call the servants to my assistance." The next moment the old man, terrible In his rage, rushed out of his Mdlng place with clenched fists and a slobbering mouth, threw himself on the startled son, and pointing to the door with a supurb ges ture, said: "You are a dirty scoundrel, sir. Get out of my house Immediately, and never let me see you aguln!" The comedy was over. Grateful for such fidelity and real affection, Monsieur de Loubarurourt married Wanda Pulska, whose name appeared on the civil register a detail of no Importance to a man who was in love as Frida Krubstcln; she came from Saxony, end had been a servant at an inn. Then he disinherited his son, as far as he could. And now that she is a respectable and respected widow, Madame de Louhancourt is received everywhere by society In those places of winter resort where people's ante cedents are rarely gone Into, and where women of noble name, who are pretty and can waits tike the Germans can are al ways well received. Reprinted from the first definitive edition in English of the complete works of Guy de Maupassant. Published by M. Walter Dunne, New York. According to French law, nobody can altogether disinherit a child, and no son or daughter can lie "cut off" with the proverbial "shilling." One of the Blessings She was greatly distressed. "I could have married an earl." she said, "If I had had money. He was very de voted to me for awhile. "Oh, well, there are other men," was the consoling reply. "I know," she admitted, "but an earl! Think of It! An earl! I'm sure I could have had him If It hadn't been for that last slump. In papa's pet stocks. And tlint odious Kittle Jenkins got htm." Two years passed and they met again. "How about that earl?" was the question naturally put to her. "I've Just returned from abroad, where I visited Kittle at her country place." she said. "She's very brave and patient." "Is she?" "Yes, indeed. And do you know, I've discovered that poverty comparative pov erty, I mean is a blessing." Brooklyn Eagle. The Village Jokcsmith Th stove In the village grocery at Squintville roared fiercely In defiance of the cold outside. Seated around it were Lera Davis, the proprieter; Seth Stebblns, and Ah Todhamraer. Enter Ike Cochran, stamping the snow from his feet, unwlnd ulne yards of wool comforter from bis neck. "Halloo, everybody, killed my hog to day." Abe Todhammer How much did he weigh? Ike Guess. Seth Stebblns Four hundred. Ike No, guess again. Lam Davis Four hundred And- sixty. Ike No, guess aguln. Congregation In Chorus Oh, out with it. Ike. How much did he weigh IkeDon't know. Haven't had him on the scales yet. Cleveland Deader. Businesslike Woman Jack I had a quenr experience yesterday. Ned How so? Jack Why. I bet Tom $3 that the first girl that ea me along would let me klsa her if I asked her to. Ned-Well? Jack Weil, I told the first girt who cams In sight about the bet and offered to di vide, and she took KM and I got only one. fkunerville Journal.