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I was an unwilling witness of -that
iost Idyllic of love scenes in a garden
that was in itself an idyll
The murmur of voices from the
path immediately out ide the en
trance to tho pergola where I was
lounging was the first intimation I
received that someone hesides myself
had discovered this fragrant corner of
that most lovely garden
It was a mans voice that spoke
first in French eager impetuous and
as I imagined youthful
Beloved he said is It true Arc
rou sure Will love he enough
Enough The answer evidently
oame from a girl the tones were so
fresh so clear hut witli a penetrating
sweetnes in them If you knew how
glad how glad 1 am that I am free
to choose love to follow my heart
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A PARADISE LOST
By L G MOBERLY
Copyright 320G by Joseph B Bowies
The last words were very simnly
said but they held a depth of mean
ing that made my foolish old heart
give a leap of sympathy
But jou give up so much he said
doubtfully I take -everything the
sacrifice is all yours
Sacrifice she cried a ring of glad
pride in her voice Do you think I
care for rank and all that rank brings
I am glad I was born too late to have
to wear a crown that is so thorny so
thorny she repeated almost dream
ily I am free to give myself to you
Sacrifice she laughed softly There
is no sacrifice in going into Paradise
As she spoke those words the two
paused in their walk along the path
and through the delicate wisteria and
banksia leaves I caught a glimpse of
them both
They were young but there was no
immaturity or lack of purpose in
either face
Beloved he sad and his voice
shook will you never regret all that
jou will lose if you come Into Paradise
with me
Never she said quietly To en
ter paradise with you Armand that is
enough And she turned her beauti
ful face to his and let him kiss her
softly on the lips
1 caught my breath as they turned
away
Standing that evening on the ter
race of the hotel watching a rose-colored
sunset behind the great pile of
Monte Rosa I saw the girl again She
was walking across the garden an
elderly lady on one side of her the
oung man on the other
Do you see that girl a hotel ac
quaintance asked eagerly
I nodded
She is a sreat personage in spite
of her simple dress and manners She
is the Princess Theresa daughter of
and -lie named the king of u well
known and flourishing little kingdom
But for the fate which has given
her two elder sisters she would be
heir to the throne she has no
brothers As it is I fancy it looks
as if she intended to renounce all
regal rights and be happy in her own
way with the young fellow beside
her
Two years later as I was journey
ing homewards from a long tour in
che East which had taken me far out
of reach of all newspapers or tidings
of the western world I resolved to
stay for a night or two in a town on
my route which it so happened was
the capital of that kingdom where tho
Princess Theresas father reigned as
king
My thoughts naturally enough flew
back to her as I drove through the
quaint and picturesque town and- a
vivid picture of her as I had last seen
her arose before my eyes As I drove
I became aware that the streets were
gaily decorated with flags and flowers
and that peoples faces wore an un
usual look of festivity and rejoicing
What is happening I asked of my
driver Is this a national festival or
the anniversary of some great vic
tory
The gentleman does not know he
said Our princess is to be married
to morrow the crown princess the
heir to the throne be it understood
he went on for the further enlighten
ment of my dull forefgn understand
ing She marries our neighbor Prince
Frederick and we rejoice
So I reflected the Princess The
resas eldest sister was to be married
and no doubt the younger princess
herself would be at the wedding I
then and there resolved that I would
make at least an effort to see some-
thing of the morrows ceremony
The town was astir betimes and I
was astir with the town to take my
place as near as might be to the steps
of the fine cathedral in which I learned
the wedding was to tase place
I found myself well amused watch
ing the guests stream into the build
ing listening to the comments of the
populace and learning from my neigh
bors who was this grandee and who
that Then at last a murmur ran
round The royal household is com
ing and I craned forward with the
rest to watch the lords and ladies in
waiting pass -up the steps Once I
started violently for I saw a face I
knew but a face grown from youth to
manhood since I had seen it last the
face of the man called Armand And
as well as the youth all the gladness
had gone out of It it was strong and
pure as ever but infinitely sad and I
wondered
Next there came ti pause then a
blare of trumpets a great shout from
the multitude a pealing volume of l
sound from the organ and out of a
magnificent state carriage into the
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sunshine on the steps there came
leaning on the old kings arm a tall
form in trailing white garments her
diamonds flashing till she seemed to
move in a blaze of light
And when 1 saw the face of the
bride I caught my breath and uttered
a low exclamation for the face under
the bridal veil Was not the face of a
stranger I looked once again upon
tho face of the girl I had seen walk
ing with her lover in the garden at
sunset time the girl who had entered
into Paradise with Armand
The same yet not the same Tho
exquisite contour was there still the
eyes blue and deep as the sky over
head the beautiful curves of mouth
and chin the gleaming hair But the
coloring instead of making me think
of apple blossoms in spring was
white white as a statue and the radi
ance was all gone The face was set
and still as though carved out of mar
ble lovely beyoud words but cold with
a coldness that froze my heart
She passed into the building with
that free stately step I remembered
then I turned with a question to a man
behind me
Yes that is the crown princess
now Her elder sisters both died
Yes it wa3 sad very sad They said
the young Princess Theresa had been
about to resign her royal rank to wed
for love but her sisters had died
and she had become her fathers heir
and well of course it was easily to
be seen that she must wed the son of
a royal house and so on and so on
I waited to hear no more I could
not bear to see that beautiful cold face
again
It was a tiny churchyard on a hill
side in Switzerland Below it the
waters of the lake shimmered in the
sunshine abovo its terraces arose
vineyard above vineyard till they
were lost in the woods that hung upon
the sides of the great brooding moun
tains I walked slowly along the little
paths among the graves reading the
names of the dead who lay in their
peaceful resting place amongst tho
roses
All at once my slow steps were ar
rested a few feet in front of me I
saw a woman in black and alone
kneeling beside a grave over which
was a trellis work covered with white
banksia roses
Yes oh yes there was no mistaking
her beautiful features Though years
had gone by they had not dimmed her
loveliness and though her eyes shone
through a mist of tears their color
was still the same wonderful deep
blue
The grave was marked only by a
simple stone No date vas upon it
no text there were no wreaths upon
the simple grass plot Only it was
wrapped about by the trailing branch-
Armand au revoirl
es of the rose whose petals had made
a pure white mantle upon the grass
and the three words upon the little
stone seemed to me the most pathetic
I had ever read
Armand au revoir
I have seen her once since then a
crowned queen and her peoples idol
She was driving along the streets of
her capital her little son by her side
she was dressed all in white and her
loveliness was something to dream of
and remember I thought I had never
seen a smile more infinitely sweet
and yet the sadness in her eyes
brought a mist before my own
For a moment the street the people
about me the swiftly rolling carriage
faded from my sight In- tead I saw a
far away garden fragrant with the
scent of pale wisteria flowers -and
banksia roses xadiant with sunshine
full of the songs of birds the glory
of spring I saw the face of a girl
glad with a wonderful new gladness
I heard a voice the most soft and
musical it has ever been my lot to
hear before or since say gently
To enter Paradise with you Ar
mand that is enough
The vision faded another took its
place
A hillside cemetery the deep still
lake the brooding mountains roses
roses all the way and a little grave
amongst them a grave whose simple
stone bears only those three jhort
words- -
Armand au revoiri
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me to night we can cut holes into his
turkey houses and let all his birds fly
into the woods He will be quite un
able to catch them again in time for
shipment and the people in the city
will be glad to pay you high prices
for yours
The poor man whose name was
Bill Leggo made believe to agree
with the mean man But really he did
jiot agree with him at all for he
came of poor but honest parents and
was very much like them Iiiraself So
he devised a cunning plan
That night he went to Noahs house
and said to him Let us go to do this
deed But we will have to go into the
woods just behind your house and
work around through them for sev
eral miles so as to approach the dea
cons place through the underbrush in
the back It would never do for us
to be seen
That is a good idea said Noah
But I do not know the way through
the woods
I will guide you said poor but
honest Bill I fear however that
you will find it rough going for we
cannot dare to carry a lantern
He took hold of Noahs arm and off
they went up and down and in and
out through thick and thin and tnorn
and swamp this way and that way
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THE GREAT SANDTOWN TURKEY THEFT
A Story of a Mean Man and a Mean Deed That Was
- Its Own Reward
Noah Wamskittle was a mean man
one of those mean people who hate to
see others prosperous even though it
decs not interfere with them at all
He lived in Sandtown and raised
turkeys like everybody else He
earned a lot of money because he fat
tened his turkeys well It was his
only generous deed for he begrudged
even the food that lie gave himself
and as for others Well Deacon Van
dertassel once said that Noah Wam
skittle was so mean that he would
walk three miles to borrow a match
rather than use one of his own to
light hi fire in the morning
Noah Wamskittle did not like Dea
pon Vandertassel at all and he liked
him even less after he heard this
So some days before Thanksgiving
day he went to a poor man in Sand
town and said to him
You know that we will all have to
ship our turkeys tomorrow Now
you have only 50 and if you do not
get a good price for them you will be
hard pressed for money this winter
Well I know a way to make the
prices higher for you If you will go
to Deacon Vandertassels place with
twisting and turning till Noah was
nearly dead and only his great mean
ness kept him going
At last scratched and bruised and
full of mud weary and suffering he
fell into a deep mudhole which
strangely enough had been avoided
cleverly by poor but honest BJ11
Never mind whispered Bill help
ing him up we have arrived
Noah looked through the under
brush but he could see nothing ex
cept a black mass of something in tho
darkness
Those are the barns said Bill
Here take this saw and saw holes
into the walls there and I will creep
around the other way and scare tho
turkeys so they will come out
Noah madder and meaner than
ever worked hard and sawed big
holes out of which the turkeys scut
tled Then as Bill scared them up
off they flew into the woods until the
whole big flock had vanished
As soon as the last one had gone
poor but honest Bill seized Noah and
said We must hurry back and we
must go the same way we came
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creeks and over stumps and rocks
until his shins and nose were skinned
and every part of him was sore
At last they emerged on a road and
in a few moments they were at No
ahs front gate and the mean man hur
ried to bed
The next morning he could hardly
get up because he was so sore But
he crawled out to feed his turkeys
When he got to the barnyard his
heart nearly stood still There was
not a single solitary turkey in the
place
He stood with his mouth open won
dering Then slowly a terrible sus
picion entered his mind He limped
a3 fast as he could to the back and
sure enough there he found great
holes In the walls of the houses
I see it all he moaned sitting
right down in the mud That vil
lain took me through the woods and
back to my own turkey houses
He Tras quite right
When poor but honest Bill went by
the house carting his 50 turkeys to
the town Noah Wamskittle shook his
fist out of the window but Bill Leg
go only laughed and so did every
body else in Sandtown when they
heard of it
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THE FESTIVAL OF HOME
Thanksgiving Pre eminently the Day
of Family Gatherings
The good old New England festival
of Thanksgiving is one that age does
not wither nor custom stale Original
ly and still nominally a distinctly
religious festival it appeals to all
whether old or young whether pro
fessedly religious or not and what
ever may be their religious belief or
convictions
To college boys and football teams
the day may seem to he of special sig
nificance in reference to triumphs or
disasters oi the gridiron field but
even to these it carries another and
deeper significruce which will grow
with the years And to those of ma
ture years men and women past 40
for example this gracious time-honored
festival serves to punctuate theii
lives so to speak and marks the pass
age of years perhaps even more dis
tinctly than New Years day or birth
days For Thanksgiving is pre-eminently
the festival of home the day of
all others when home ties and associa
tions assert their sway the strongest
linking the present with the past and
binding all to the future All who are
happy enough to have a home and
hearth turn gladly to It for rest and
refreshment of body and mind and
whether present or absent from the
home circle that is the center and in
splratlon of their thoughts
Perhaps to none is the day more full
of associations and memories than to
those who cannot thus join the home
circle The toiler in the city or in the
counti y unable even for a day to quit
his duties still takes pleasure in
thinking of those at home and in im
agination at least takes his place at
the annual home gathering and shares
the pleasure of the day
INCOGNITO
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Itocster For heavens sake Strut old boy what are you doing in that
garb Been in a wreck
Gobbler Psst No not so loud you know it is not safe for me to be
recognized this time of year
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THE LURE OE GOLD
FORTUNE HUNTERS INVADE
TERRA DEL FUEGO
The Most Desolate Spot on
Earth Taking on Halcy
on Aspect of Fris
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The world is using more gold and
mining more gold than ever before In
its long history since the glitter of
the yellow metal first caught the hu
man eye As each new gold field has
opened up It has found the hordes of
adventurers ready to risk life and
comfort to invade its territory and
win if possible the riches -which lay
hidden away in the soil Alaska far
to the north was the last Eldorado
and now it is Terra del Fuego far to
the south for it is said that this land
south of the southern end of South
America separated only by the
Straits of Magellan is rich in gold
Had Ferdinand Magellan after
whom the straits were named ever
dreamed when his ships grated on
the shoals of tho stormy straits that
they had crunched into sands of gold
the great circumnavigator would in
all likelihood have gone no further
But he knew nothing of the treasure
that was under foot and it remained
undiscovered and unsuspected until
found by wretched wandering con
victs in the early eighties of the last
century
After the days of Popper an Anglo
Austrian who developed much of the
gold laud things languished Organ
ized labor ceased Chaos and the ele
ments resumed their reign The
country had never comprehended its
wealth and resources It merely had
assumed there was gold all over the
surface of the country but too thin
to pay Everything lay hidden await
ing the man and the man eventual
ly appeared in the person of Lieut
Edson W Stuphen a young Knicker
bocker graduate from Annapolis in
1382 In a visit to Terra del Fuegos
he got a vision of possibilities and
after awaiting his opportunities re
turned thither
The wonders of the new gold dredg
ing plants in New Zealand had come
in frequent reports and with the re
ports a realization that these same
methods might avail in this bleak
south land Following many prelim
inary borings denouncements and j
claims the best gold bearing lands j
were silently secured Everything of
promise was taken in without opposi
tion or suspicion on pioneer govern
ment mining grants Sutphen suf
fered little competition and no ri
valry
There is but one dredge as yet ia
Terra del Fuego but another a 200
000 structural steel monster the
largest of its kind ever made is on
Gossi
Iv of
One of the saddest stoiies in the
history of American racing vas re
called by the re
cent announce
ment that the
stewards of
Jockey club
planned to
the
had
aid
Grover Cleveland
Fuller two years
ago the grealest
rider in the coun
try and whose
name will ever
FULLETt have a place in
the annals of the turf alongside Snap
per Garrison and Fred Archer the
worlds greatest stars of the saddle
Fuller will receive 25 a week for a
year from the Jockey club
In the spring of 1903 when riding
in one of the big handicaps here Ful
lers mount fell and one of the jockeys
legs was broken in several places
Blood poisoning set in and for a time
his life was despaired of Neverthe
less he recovered after a long siege in
the hospital but is now a hopeless
cripple utterly unable to again
straddle a horse In the few years
that Fuller rode his success was the
sensation of the turf He won the
American Derby with Highball the
Futurity with Hanover Belle the
Suburban with Africander and numer
ous big classics He also won an addi
tional fortune for Big Tim Sullivan
for whom he rode and Archie Zimmer
Sullivans trainer and the man who
brought the lad out became rich back
ing Grovers winning mounts
Fuller is a Chicago boy The lads
first mount was an Evelyn Byrd at
Worth in the fall of 1902 He rode
such a bad race that the trainers and
swipes at the track that day nearly
burst with laughter Zimmer was
touting the boy as a coming Tod Sloan
and after the exhibition they liad a
lot of fun with big Archie Nothing t
daunted Archie secured another
mount for Grover at Robey This time
it was Itassllas that Fuller was intrust
ed with and the hoy surprised every
one by riding a beautiful race and get 1
A Juvenile Stoic
You never made a sound when
your father whipped you said one
small boy
No answered the other Father
says it hurts him worse than it does
me and if thats so he can do his own
hollering Washington Star
A Wish
Sons of millionaires remind us
We might tackle one perchance
And departing leave behind us
Footprints on the youns mans rants
Judge
the way under charge and construc
tion of Sutphens right hand man Capt
Albert Burstine formerly of the navy
This dredge has a minimum digging
capacity of 200 cubic yards of gravel
por hour to a depth of 40 feet Tho
old dredge running stundlly night anil
day in eight hour shifts sluices
through 200 cubic yards or gravel per
hour to a depth of i5 feet Botli ma
chines arc steel throughout
Sutphen ran his dredge full blast
all the while and the news went trav
eling broadcast to the gold mining
fraternity throughout the world
Word came from prospectors that all
was velvet gold plentiful and mora
accessible with wood coal and water
handler than elsewhere ir the mining
world the Transvaal and Alaska not
excepted Naturally upon tn hels
A Gold Bearing Stream
of such tidings every ship brought
throngs of mining experts engineers
and capitalists and Sandy Point re
sembles now the halcyon dajs of
Frisco in 19 its tovn Punta Arenas
being a booming place owning waior
and electric outfits and in telegraphic
touch with the outer world
All the gold so far secured in
by much wear and erosion shows
it has traveled far from the veins
where it first cooled and set When
gold goes traveling it is with the rush
of water or Ice and when gold has
been traveling for ages in such u
sloping couutry as Terra del Fuego
some of it lingers on the route in
nooks and crevices in river bottoms
but most from the hurry of ice and
water will be swept along until it
comes to lest in a permanent pocket
or until met by the dash of the surf
of the sea at the mouth of the river
Some of the Alaskan miners now
making New York headquarters until
Alaska opens in the spring say sur
face beach gold which pans out 250
per day which is the unbroken record
of Fuego since 1SS0 means some
thing big below They say moreover
that nowhere on the Alaskan coast
not even at Nome would such surface
sand pan out similar sums
Sportdom
ting the second best horse home in
front Then Fuller went to New Or
leans and led all the jockeys at tha
track From there he journeyed east
and electrified the metropolitan race
goers Grover Cleveland Fuller how
ever could not stand prosperity He
earned too much money and his head
heaped upon him from day to day He
developed the liquor habit and finally
became incorrigible Zimmer tried
every way imaginable to get the boy
to mend his ways and save his money
but Fuller heeded not and when all
hope was lost Zimmer cut loose fioni
him and passed him up entirely
Now Fuller scarcely out of his teen3
and having spent a fortune is down
and out The allowance the Jockey
club has made him will keep him com
fortably for a year but after that ho
will have to shift for himself
Cause For Alarm
Maria said Mr BilUams what
ails this roast
Never mind the roast dear said
Mrs Billiams Im more concerned
to know what ails you This is tho
first tmc for 25 years that you havent
been able to tell exactly what ailed tho
roast and everything else on the table
Arent you well to day John Chi
cago Tribune
Both Easy
Miss Youth Its the easiest thing
in the world to flatter a man
Madam Wise Yes and its about
as easy for him to catch on that thats
what youre doing loo Detroit Fre
Press
Incompetent
Lawyer Well what was done in
the interim
Witness I dont know sir I did
nt go into the interim I staid in th
anteroom Puck
Woman Woman
Ah dearest now that we are en
gaged I feel that the eyes of all tho
world are upon you
O George do I look all right be
hind Milwaukee Sentinal
Too Noisy
First Fish You look all bunged up
Whats the matter
Second Fish Im a nervous wreck
Since these motor boats have got go
ing I cant sleep nights Detroit Fred
Press
Wanted Him to Make
Do you know he said
Good
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I should like to kiss you
Well havent you the courage of
your coavictions Milwaukee Seatl
nal