1set thee plac Wee her in golden story
Wliii, in taw prison, woke and saw on* day
.'"The gates thrown open-haw the eunbeaou
With only a web 'tween her and summer'!
Who, when that web-BO frail, so transitory.
It broke before her breath—hud fallen away.
Saw other webs and others rise for aye
Which kept her prisoned till her hair was
Tboie aonga half mac tlut ft* were ail di
That woke Romance, the queen, to rel*n
Had been but preludes from that lyre of thine.
Coo Hi thy rare apirit'a wings have pierced
Spun by the wizard who compels the flesh.
Bat lets the poet see how heav'n can shine.
—Theodore Watts in London Alhenaaum.
Like Rasselas, the Abyssinian, we
lived therbalmy days "only to know the
soft vicissitudes of pleasure and repose.''
We wandered "in gardens of fragrance
and elept in fortresses of security*.," but
like all pleasure seekers, we were now
weary of the monotonous round of un
eventful days, and former delights grew
stale. Gentle Mrs. Gray and Miss Har
land, the invalid whose thin, scarlet
cheeks and bright eyes told too plainly
the presence of the destroyer, the quiet
rector and the somewhat pompous
major, with his little blond wife, made
up our party.
"Some one tell a story, please," cooed
the pretty blond, tossing aside "Hero
Worship." "Who ever knew a live
hero?" she laughingly asked.
"I," promptly answered Mrs. Gray.
"How delightful! Do tell us about
him who was he!''
"The only true heroism that ever came
under my immediate notice," said the
little woman, "was displayed by a hero
of ebon hue—a strong young Hercules,
who, though rough and untaught, pos
sessed a grjmd nature."
"Yes," assented the sentimental ma
jor. "Often among the humblest flow
ers we find the rarest odors."
"And," resumed Mrs. Gray, "among
the busy workers, with hardened hands
and toil stained faces, we find great
hearts. During the late war," she con
tinued, "my father and brother were in
the army, and the overseer being drafted
into service my mother, my sister and
myself were compelled to leave our
beautiful home in the city and go up
the river to the plantation to manage
as best we could the affairs of that place.
"Our people were trustworthy and
kind, so we had but little trouble. A
few weeks after our arrival at the plan
tation our hearts were saddened by the
death of a much loved servant. Rachel
was her name. She had nursed my
mother's older children, and we were all
very much attached to her. Rachel
died suddenly, of heart trouble, the phy
sician said, and her little children were
cared for by a good old granny. Albert,
the husband of Rachel, was a field
hand and a reliable man."
"Of what time do you speak?"
"This was in the spring of 1864. The
transmississippi department was under
the command of the Confederate General
E. Kirby Smith. The struggle east of
the -Mississippi river had drawn from ua
the chivalry of the great southwest the
sons of Arkansas, Mississippi, Louisiana
and Texas were scattered from Gettys
burg to Vicksburg, and a diminished
force composed of the fathers and hus
bands was left to meet the gathering foe
that threatened, with General Steele at
Little Rock, and General Banks at Alex
andria, La. The conscript bureau had
gleaned the fields of the last of the
'bearded grain,' and nothing was left
but 'the flowers that grew between'—the
boys too young to go.
"Then a new order came, and the
men slaves were impressed and sent to
the shops as laborers and teamsters in
the various departments, to till such
places as they could, in order that for
every slave so employed a soldier could
be relieved and go to the front. The
burden of feeding and clothing the army
devolved upon the women of the south.
Cheerfully and with untold sacrifices,
did they do their part. Our people did
not escape the impressment law."
"Excuse me, but whom do you mean
people?'" chirped the beauty
from the hammock.
"We called our slaves 'our people,"'
responded Mrs. Gray with a smile.
"They were impressed into service and
sent to Shreveport, La., to work. Among
the men was one who had been married
only a year he objected to leaving his
wife and baby. Jake was his name.
While they were discussing the ques
tion among themselves, Albert presented
himself at the dining room door. i
'Good mawnin, mistis,' he said, dof
fing his hat, 'an sknse me fo' 'sturbin
yer brekfus, but Isse axin a favor dis
'All right, Albert. What is it}"
asked my mother.
'Yer see, mistis, as how Jake is
•pressed along wid tudder niggers an
Jake he got a likely wife an mighty
hesitated and scratched
'I know,' my mother said
thetically, 'I know all the circum
stances, but ain powerless.'
'I ain't blamin yer, mistis de Lawd
knows 1 ain't er blamin nobody, but I'd
rather go in Jake's place an let him
stay wid hees wife an boy.'
'Why, Albert!" exclaimed xny moth
er. 'You can't mean it! How should 1
get along without you? Think of the
number of women and children to be
provided for the men left behind are
too old and the boys too young to be de
Tze recommembrin. all dat, mistis,
but I knows what it is for a man an wife
to be sipperated. Oh, mistis, de days all
lonesome and de nights a year long
Tmin't up sunshine for Albut here nor
nowhar. Hit's all a dark shadder An de
moonshine don't nigli tech Albut. No,
mistis, hit's all trials an tribberlashins.
Limine go, please, mistis. Let Jake stay
wid hees wife,' pleaded the earnest voice,
half choked by sobs.
Albert,' called my little sister,
going to his side, 'would you really go
away to save Jake from going?'
'Yes, honey,' he replied, his sorrow
ful eyes lighting up with a pleasant ex
pression, as with his great black hand
he stroked her sunny curls. 'Yes,
honey, Unk Albut ain't got nuffin t'
stay here fer. Jake got hees wife.
Honey, ax yer muddert' let old Albut go.'
'Use your own pleasure, Albert,' at
last consented mv mother.
'De Lawd bress mistis!' he cried as
he hastened to the quarters.
'De Lawd sabe mistief echoed
Uncle Gabe, waving his hat as he leaned
on his crutch.
"They left us that afternoon, 100
tall, strong sons of Ham, of varying
ages, from twenty to forty-five years,
'Albert,' said my mother, '1 must
tell you before you go that in Shreve
port men die at the rate of fifty a day.
Often the death rate is greater. The
fever is terrible.'
"She looked up into his face, hoping by
this last apieal to discourage his going.
'Kain' lie'p it, mistis I spec' hit's
"bout es nigh a route to hebbin by
Shrebepote as hit air by dis plantashin.
Albut ain't keerin, mistis, kaze de big
white gates up yander's wide open
waitin fer Albut an, Lawd, Rachel's er
standin jes' inside.'
"'Boys!"' he cried, turning to the
multitude assembled under the oaks on
the lawn. 'Boys, mind mistis an do
right an be bidderble. Be hones', boys.
Don't go to cuttin up no disregyardable
capers and pranks. Jes' whirl in an up
an make de crap fer mistis. Nebber
mine de cotton, but ten de cawn. Plow
deep, boys, an don't let de grass git de
upper hand o' de crap.'
'Move on there! Move on, boys,'
commanded their leader.
'Goodby, mistis. Far'well, chillun!'
cried Albert. 'Gawd bress mistis!'
'Gawd bress mistis!' cried a chorus
of a hundred voices as they marched
"In those turbulent times there were
no established mail routes in our coun
try indeed the receipt of a letter was
quite an event. For two months we
heard nothing of our men then one ran
away from Shreveport and came home
more dead than alive. Of the hundred
who had gone from our plantation twen
ty-two had died. Allert had been de
tailed on hospital duty, and before an
other month had passed he, too, had
given up the burden of life. Good,
faithful Albert! Though he lives neither
in song nor story, his was as grand a
heroism as was ever recorded his Rachel
waited just within 'the big, white gates,'
and waited not in vain." Mrs. Gray
had "tears in her voice" as she con
cluded her pathetic story.
"We brush the skirts of martyrs and
tread the path with heroes, and are all
unmindful but God noteth all, and will
reward as surely as the day followeth
the dark night," reverently spoke the
white haired rector as we sat silent and
"And it's just as near heaven by way
of Silvan dale as home," murmured the
invalid, folding her light wrap cloeer
about her.—Mrs. C. C. Scott in Ro-
I heard Bill Stone plead his first case.
It was a good many years ago—more
than twenty anyway. I do not remem
ber the name of the judge, but a notori
ous horse thief was up for trial on a
charge of stealing cattle. As he had no
counsel the court appointed Bill Stone
to defend the case. Stone took his man
over to a window and talked to him for
a few minutes, then announced that he
was ready for trial. "We plead guilty,
your honor, to the charge against us,"
announced the young lawyer. The court
wasted no time in giving a verdict, for
horse stealing was a heinous offense in
those days in this part of the country,
and condemned the man to fifteen years
in the penitentiary.
"But, judge, we plead guilty yelled
Stone, expressions of amazement and
disappointment alternating on his face.
"Fifteen years," repeated the judge.
"But, judge, we plead guilty!" re
jteated Bill Stone, raising his long arme
like windmills. But the judge was ob
"If that is the case," said Stone, "we
will argue the case," and he forthwith
started in upon the defense. For thirty
minutes he argued and pleaded with that
eloquence that is characteristic of him,
and at the end of his harangue he sat
down and watched the effect of his
words. The judge smiled and made the
sentence five years. Bill Stone had won
his first case.—Kansas City Times.
Punching Steel and Iron.
According to a paper read before the
Engineers' club, of Philadelphia, on the
proper limit of thickness to steel which
may be punched, the statement is made
that the thicker the steel the greater the
damage caused by such an operation.
Recent tests made to determine this
matter are declared to indicate that
punching injures steel less than irorf up
to, say, three-quarters of an inch in
thickness, at which point the two ma
terials are about equal in this respect,
and beyond this point the value of steel
after punching decreases quite rapidly
as the thickness increases in iron the
percentage seems to be much more con
The character of the fracture after
punching is also found to be materially
affected by the thickness of the mate
rial. In view of these circumstances, it
is proposed to limit to one-half inch the
thickness of the metal subjected to
punching, excepting in the cases of
girders of more than fifty feet in length,
when it may be nine-sixteenths of an
Inch in top cords and end posts, five
eighths of an inch, and in shoes, pedes
tals and bed plates, three-quarters of
an lack,—New York Sun.
Bow He Knew the Bmi
Jimmy—I waa walking in the woods,
when all at once I came on the biggest
kind of a rattlesnake.
Pa—How do yon know it was a rattle
Jimmy—By the way my teeth rattled
as soon as I saw him.—Texas Sifting*.
The (Vomiurlatloii of a Nam*.
Now that John Philip Soijaa has lo
(Mted in Chicago we think it jrroper to
correct a growing misapprehension as
to the correct pronunciation of his name.
A certain wealthy and cultured and in
fluential society faction on the South
Side call him Souse-er. and at the Chi
cago club it is Kerionsly argued that the
eminent musician was called to this
city not only jn recognition of bis
genius and talents, but also and especial
ly because it was fancied that his nam ',
identified with music development here,
would stand as an enduring tribute to
one of the greatest industries in the
packing house quarter of our civiliza
tion. About the ouly joke that Phil
Armour ever cracked was when he put
this conundrum to a group of friends
the other evening. "Why am 1 like the
leader of our famous band?"
Marshall Field (who is a sly wag)—
Because yon blow your own horn—h*.
George M. Pullman (somewhat of a
humorist himself)—Because he lives by
a baton and you live by abattoir.
Mr. Armour (wearily)—No. not
N. K. Fatrbank (always subtle)—Be
cause he tries hard to please and you
try lard to please.
Mr. Armour -Yon are all wrong.
Omne3— We give it up.
Mr. Armour—Then I will tell you why
i am like the leaner of our famous band.
It's because I am a sonser too!
Marshall Field—But you ain't you're
George M. I'ullman—That's so Marsh
all's right yon're an Armour—you ain't
Mr. Armour—But don't you see* He
is a Sousa and I am a sonser too! 1
make souse— I'm a sonser—see? So we
are both Sonsas!
Marshall Field—Oh, oh. y-a-as by
George, that's a good one! Has Higin
botham heard it?
In spite of Mr. Armour's pretty wit
and in spite of South Side usages, Mr.
Sousa's name is not correctly pronounced
Souse-er: the correct pronunciation of
the name is as if the name were spelled
S-o-o-s-a-h, with the accent upon the pe
The Prire of Clinrch Organ*.
If you have any idea of buying a
church organ after learning that they
last for centuries, it will interest you to
know that yon can buy one in this city
for any price between $500 and $80,000,
and that in the best factories an instru
ment that sells for $10,000 takes six
months to build.—New York Times.
The Prohibition Line In Maine*
The Prohibition line in Maine does not
extend to elevations exceeding 1,500 feet.
On the tip top of Green mountain,
Mount Desert island, is one of the flash-
iest barrooms to be found anywhere, run I
without any pretext of concealment.
The moose in Penobscot county, Me.,
are so accustomed to the train that they
gasse calmly and critically at the locomo
tive, and are not frightened by whistle*
and hissing steam jets.
Porson, the great Latinist, was the
son of a weaver. His taste for learning
was kindled by the accidental discovery
of a book of Latin proverbs.
There are eight soldiers located in Ire
land to one ip Scotland, and over twenty
boys under eighteen years of age have
won the Victoria cross.
The people of Portland, Me., call the
poet's mantle that falls in heavy folds
over their statue of Longfellow "that
Candollo, the investigator, says the
health of dark eyed persons is much su
perior to that of the light or blue eyed
Y-our best remedy for
Salt-Rheum, Sore Eyes
S-curvy, Humors, Itch
A-ll cured by
Prepared by Ir. J. C. Ayer k Co., Lowell, MMI.
•old tiy all
in* luerer fmeei noooer*. J
It is said that once, before the English
had become used to the maneuvers of
the robbers in India, rtn officer with a
party of horse was chasing a small body
of Bheel_ robbers and was fast overtak
ing them. Suddenly the robbers ran be
hind a rock, or some such obstacle, which
hid them for a moment, and when the
soldiers came up the men had mysteri
ously disappeared. After an unavailing
search, the officer, ordered his men to
dismount beside a clump of scorched
and withered trees, and, the day being
very hot, he took off his helmet and hung
it on a branch by which he was standing.
The branch in question turned out to
be the leg of a Bheel, who burst into a
scream of laughter and flnng the aston
ished officer to the ground. The clump
of scorched trees suddenly became trans
formed into men, and the whole party
dispersed in different directions before
the Englishmen could recover from
their surprise, carrying with them the
officer's helmet by way of trophy.—Har
per*s Young People.
In Down Town New York.
"The trouble with you New Yorkers
is. Quill," said the man from Boston—
they had been looking over Trinity
church—"that your buildings lack age
they are not veuerable enough to com
mand the respect of the soul instinct
with the ideals of all that is hallowed
by the past. Now, there is the Old
"But what's the matter with that?"
interposed Quill—they were strolling
toward the Battery, and were opposite
45 Broadway—"what's the matter with
that? There's Adams Express company.
There couldn't be anything much older
or more venerable than Adam, could
there?"—New York Times.
Value of the Shilling In 1600.
We know thut in Shakespeare's day,
say A. D. 1600, sixpence a day was a
fortune for any workingmau, say the
equivalent of ten pounds per annum. A
century earlier, before the access to
America was open to English explorers,
one of the Ardens of Warwickshire left
an annuity of forty shillings per annum
to a younger son, probably the poet's
great-granduncle. Then if sixpence a
day would now be the equivalent to
twenty shillings a week, then forty shil
lings per annum would equate to £120
of present values.—Notes and Queries.
If Your Cistern
Is Out of Order
or Soft Water is scarce
don't worry yourself for a moment
go right ahead and use hard water with
"•i you'll never know the difference.
Th? clothes will be just as white,
clean and sweet-smelling, because thi
"White Russian" is specially adapted
for use in hard water.
AS. S. KIRK & CO., Chicago.
Dusky BiuroBd Tar Soap. ZS!"
The Great Xulith Remedy,
Promptly and permanent
cures All tormaot Servou*
Wrakn.-s», fimlMiiorut, »S'perm?
atorrfua. Impvtnu-y ami alt
of AtruJW or XJTIVMM.
ls«en proicribed over 86
years In thousands of cases
is ihe frily J.eluihU' and Hon
est Mtduitie known.
PHOUINK", If he offers some
worthless medicine In place
jBefore and After.
of this, leave hH distmnest store. Inclose-price la
letter, iind we will send ty return mall. Price, one
park aire. CI Six,
^leu-ill plnine, nix trill
Pamphlet in plain sealed envelope, i stainpa.
ADDRESS TI1E WOOD CHKMICAL CO..
131 Woodward avenuct Detroit. Mica.
tar*8ol4 in jYadifwm by F. C. Smith, ('. H.
Wood, H. Hover, O. J. Tweed and
Lntid office at Mitchell, 8. P. Dec., li, IWJ2. 'No
tice in hereby given that thn following-named
eettler ha* filed notice of his intention to make
final proof lu napport of his claim, and that said
pntof will be made before the Clerk of the Circuit
Court, In and for Lake County, 8. D., at Madison,
8, D., ou .January 21, viz.: Lewis K. Coty.
for the southeast it section 0, township 105, ran^c
(W. 11. E No. tie names the following
witnesses to provt hiscoutiuuons residence upon
and cultivation of, said land, viz.: Amll Linen
barg, Thomas Lamb, Arthur Petheram and
Prank DeCelle, all of Madison P. O., 8. D.
R. N. KRATZ, Reri*t«r.
Naire of mortgagor, Thomas M. Martin and
Opheiia H. Martin, his wife. Name of mortga
gee, .John ('avano. Utile of mortgage, Novem
ber 15, 1891 recorded December T, 1H91, at 5
o'clock p. m., In the efflce of register of deeds of
Lake county, South Dakota, in book "9" of
mortgage* on pnge»il. Default having been made
the interest, payment whit-.h became due No
vember 1, Irtift}, there is now due at the date here
of the sum of f3,2X5 50 principal and interest,
besides the sum of $100 attorney's fees, stipu
lated In said mortgage. Now therefore, notice Is
hereby given that the said mortgage will be fore
closed bv fHie at public auction by the sheriff of
Lake routi'y. or his deputy, on Saturday the 18th
day of February, at si o'clock p. m., at the
frOdt door of the conrt house in Madison, In said
Lake conuty, South Dakota, of the lands and
premises situated In said Lake county, 8. D.,
and described in said mortraee, substantially as
follows, town Lot number four f4) of section
number ten (10). in township one hundred an^d
six (lOtii of range number flftv three (58), con
taining fifty and 80 100 (50 30-100) acrcs, more or
Price $1 lis bottles, $*.
Cures others, will cure you
Dated at Madison, S. T) ,Tunitary 1893.
JOHN CAVANO, Mortgagee
SMITH, Attorney of Mortgagee.
Instead of flving to the door gasp
ing tor brealli, seeming as if each
one would be your last, you have
only to take a few doses Asthmalese when the spasmls broken, the breathing becomes
easv and you feel as if an angel of mercy had unloosed the iron grasp of the fingers
of death. The happiest moment of your fife will be when you have used a few bottle*
Or Taft's ASTHMALENE and It has cured vou of P™**
Asthma. W9 mail to any Asthma tufferer a trial bottle lac that it does
Sold by druggist*. Dr. Taft Bros. M. Co., Rochester,N.Y I 11 Ih •MCufe
And FAM lj V.
SIB RBSORT [ITT
OF SOUTH DAKOTA.
—IS LIGHTED BY—
The Streets Illuminated by 12 Arc Lights
The Most Complete Plant in the State.
At LAKE MADISON, three and one-half miles southeast
ol the city. Connected by Motor line
A Large Number of State
Meetings are held at the
Chautauqua Grounds every
The Lake provided with
the Steamer "City of Mad
ison," capable of carrying
A Beautiful Sheet of Water, Eight
Miles Long and Two Miles Wide.
Two and one-half miles west of the city
surrounded by beautiful groves
of natural timber.
The seat of the State Normal School. Value of Normil
buildings, $55,000. The Normal School is now in aes-'
sion, with over 260 students from various parts of the
ftfite in attendance.
Excellent City Schools. New Oentral School build
ing recently completed at a cost of $20,000.
Is the home ol Nine Churohes!
Excellent Society. Stone and
Brick Business Buildings
Freight and Passenger Division of
the S. M. Div. of the C., M. & St.
P. R'y running north and west.
Fine Brick iO-Stall Round House.
Is a great Grain Market. Seven El
evators, Flat House and Bollej
Lake County has NEVER Experienced a
can be purchased at reasonable
prices. HOMESEEKES are ooriially invited to settle
in this community.
For additional particulars concerning the reseurces of
this section, prices of City Property, Farm Lands, etc., etc.,
CHAS. B. KENNEDY,
Madison, South Dakota
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