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OLD TIMES.
Old times In the country theni's the times for met
Never uothln' like 'em, an' never more will bet
"Wasn't any railroad trains a-blowln' 'loud an' free
They was all the. brightest times best o' times to met
Old times In the country, whero the sweetest violets growed;
Best of all the best times that my heart bns ever knowedl
Feller loved a gal, he kissed the best an' sweetest one,
An' old folks did tbelr knlttln' by the doorway, In the sun.
Old times In the country I kin see 'era still,
Hear the cool, sweet callln' of the copse-hid whlppoorwlll ;
Hear the midnight slngln' of the thrlllln' niockln' birds
An', best of all, the music of my sweetheart's sweetest words t
Old times In the country smoke a-curlln blue
From the old clay chimneys with the backlogs burnln through!
Old times In the country wherever I may be, .
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I call this simply delightful! I
ionder Jack never linked us to have
l In his lodgings before, don't you,
Aunt Jane? It's all so old world
and "
"Distinctly dusty !" supplemented
Ihe older woman, prosaically. "And If
fou take my advice, Kitty, you won't
Spoil your white gown by sitting .n
those picturesque chairs." i
"I'm too much excited to sit any
where," said the girl gayly. "It's so
v&cliclously Improper to be actually
baring tea In Jack's rooms."
"I wish we were having tea," sighed
the older woman, with a glance at the
nsis of white cloth and china In the
midst of the mrfsculine litter of books
and papers.
"1'ou poor auntie! Shall I make tea
at once? Jack won't be very long now;
he said half an hour at the outside,
and oh! there's that tiresome tele
phone again! I suppose I had better
answer It?"
"Well, considering Jack's boy has
gone In quest of cake, It might be well
to attend to his duties," said the older
Woman, dryly.
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the inner room and took, up the tele
phone receiver.
"That you, Hereford?" demanded a
masculine voice.
"Yes at least "
"Speak up, old man," interrupted the
.roiee. "Sounds as though there was
omethlng wrong at your end of tho
Wire; your voice Is a mere squeak. Can
fou hear me all right? Yes? Oh, well,
that's all right, because I'm In a fear
ful hurry; but I just wanted to tell
you I've been down to Pelham, and
there was the devil's own row when
I arrived at Rose cottage. The poor
little girl has got it Into her head that
you are marrying Miss Waterford for
the sake of her money. What? Oh,
yes, of course, I explained and gave
her your message, altout your marriage
not making the slightest difference as
far as she was concerned, and that you
would run down to Rose cottage ns
often as possible, even . What's
that j'ou say? No, I can't hear!
There's decidedly something wrong at
four end! Don't Interrupt me If you
can help it, old man. because I've a
consultation at 4, and I stayed longer
than I expected at Rose cottage. Fact
Is, I got rather a fright about that
poor little girl. She flew Into a fearful
passion when I hinted that Miss Wa
terford was a woman any man might
he proud to fall In love with.
"The fact is, you have spoiled her,
and now that the inevitable has Imp
opened, she utterly refuses to realize
' that she must play second fiddle to
four wife.
"It was no good telling her that you
were as fond of her as ever; but
what's that?
j "A client, did you say? Aii right,
"T'U finish my yarn some other time;
but, in the meantime, mind you sit
tight about Rose cottage, and don't on
any account go down there till I've
seen you. Understand? Sorry, can't
bear a word! I should get that wire
attended to, if I were you I Good-by !"
Kitty Waterford replaced the tele
phone receiver and, drawing a deep
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tor a few moments, as If mutely In
quiring of the pule, stern woman re
flected there, what had become of the
happy, smiling girl who, a few mo
ments earlier, had glanced Into Its
depths with the wholesome vanity of
happy girlhood.
Then she rose to her feet, snatched
Up her big motor veil, and hurried into
the adjoining room.
"I'm awfully sorry, Aunt Jane," she
aid, apparently busy with a refrac
tory fold of the veil, "but I don't think
we'd better watt for Jack. There was
a telephone message that will make
our tea party impossible. Yes, It's busi
ness distinctly Important business!
And, If you don't mind, I fancy It
Would be as well If we were to got
away as soon ns possible."
She was half way down the stals
before her auut had time to reiiion-
trate. As the motor slid down the
Street, a tall, bronzed figure hurrying
along the pavement paused to look
after It.
"If I didn't happen to know thnt
Kitty was making tea In my lodgings,
I should have said that the girl In that
car was uncommonly like her; but you
never can tell with those bewildering
motor veils!" Jack Hereford conclud
ed, as he turned into his street in such
a hurry that he nearly overturned 'a
mall boy laden with a paper bag.
Please, sir, It's the cakes and the
kettle's boiling, sir, but the ladles have
gone ! '
"Gone!" echoed Jack Hereford.
"Yes, sir. The young lady was tele
phoned for most unexpected. She left
word that she would write you this
evening, and please, sir, what must I
do with the cakes?"
"Oh. hang the cakes!" exclaimed
Jack Hereford, as be mounted the
talrt to bis chambers and paused on
the threshold to pick up a small white
glove.
"Soft and dainty, like Kitty herself!"
he murmured ; and ns he smoothed out
the Oncers of the glove, the smile re
asserted itself on his good-tempered
face.
"What a chump I am, to be so ab
surdly put out Just because I am de
prived of Kitty's society for an hour
or two!"
"Morton !
"Y'es, sir!" came a muffled voice, as
the boy appeared In the doorway ob
viously gulping down a huge piece of
cake.
"By the way, did Dr. Roberts ring
up while I was out?"
"I don't know, sir. The young lady
said she would attend to the tele
phone ; but, ns she went away In a hur
ry, perhaps I'd better ring up Dr. Rob
erts and ask "
"I will do that myself presently."
"Very good, sir," said the boy, and
retired suppressing a grin, as be
caught sight of the small white glove
lying among the litter of books and
pnpers.
"She's got a pretty little hand, has
Miss Kitty Waterford!" he solilo
quized, as he selected' a fresh piece of
cake. "And, if I know anything of
woman, John Hereford, Esq., lies In
the hollow of It"
CHAPTER II.
Meanwhile, Kitty Waterford was spin-
nlng down to Telham in the motor, her
lips compressed Into a stern, deter-
KITTY TOOK TUB UIKL'S THIN HAND IN
BOTH I1EB OWN.
mined line, thnt completely altered the
expression of the pretty mouth, while
her eyes, staring straight In front of
her, saw but little of the lovely autumn
landscape for the blur of unshed tears
that filled them.
It was not until the car swerved Into
a narrow lane and came to a standstill
by a white gate, set in a high, thick
hedge, that the girl roused herself.
"You can wait for me at the bottom
of the lane," she said, dismissing the
chauffeur. Then she unlatched the
white gate, walked swiftly down the
path, and paused for a moment on the
edge of a trim lawn to take in the
beauty of the low, white house, steeped
In the glow of the evening sunlight.
Suddenly from an open window
came the sound of a woman's voice
singing Tosti's "Good-bye," and as the
rich, low notes broke tne stillness, Kit
ty Waterford stood as If spellbound
till, with the final "Good-bye forever;
good-bye, good-bye," the voice broke,
and the song ended In a storm of sobs,
which ceased as suddenly as they had
licgun as the clang of the old fashioned
bell echoed through the quiet house.
Kitty Waterford's summons was an
swered by a motherly looking person In
a cap, who, after ushering the visitor
into a long, low drawing room, disap
peared In quest of her Mistress.
The girl was in no mood to admire
the Innate good taste that character
ized the appointments of the pretty
room, so engrossed was she in exam
ining the photograph of a lovely wom
an that held the post of honor between
two masculine ones the one an un
known man In a naval uifonn, and the
other Jack Hereford!
A little spot of angry color glowed
on Kitty Waterford's cheek, as she rec
ognized the facsimile of the photo
graph that adorned her own dressing
table; and she was busy examining the
woman's picture, when the sound of
her own name, uttered in an angry
woman's voice, caught her attention,
"I tell you I won't see her!"
"But, my lamb, you must be reason
able!" patiently but Ormly remon
strated the older woman.
"Reasonable!" echoed the passionate
voice. "Wheu, not content with rob
bing me of Jack, tho horrid creature
comes here to gloat over the victory
her money bags have won!"
"Ilush-sli!" came the motherly voice;
then a window was closed, and t lie
voices died Into a subdued murmur,
till a moment later the door of the
drawing room opened.
"Will you kindly walk this way,
ma'am? Mistress Is la the garden
room," said the woman; and Kitty
Waterford followed her down a qualat
stone passage and Into a room that
opened on to a wide veranda.
"Miss Waterford!" said tuo woman.
aud disappeared, leaving Kitty In aa
apparently empty room.
"Please come out hero," said a some
what querulous volco from behind the
leafy screen of the veranda, and ber
cheeks glowing with Indignation at
such a reception, Kitty swept across
the room and stepped through the open
French window. Then she paused, and
drew a sharp breath, as she caught
sight of a fragile, crippled figure
stretched on a couch at the further end
of the veranda.
Won't you alt down?" said a harsh.
childish voice; and as she sank Into a
chair and met the gaze of the invalid'!
somber, dark eyes, In which the an
guish of a woman's soul seemed to pro
test against its prisoning in the crip
pled body, a sob rose In Kitty Water
ford's throat, and, obeying a sudden
Impulse, she teok the girl's thin hand
In both her own.
"Don't! I I hate you!" said the
girl, passionately. "Till you came, I
had Jack all to myself ever since thnt
day when the motor car was smashed
and be picked us up dad and mother
and me. They thought I was uncon
scious, but I knew dad was killed, aud
I heard Mr. Hereford promise mother
to look after me and when she died
in the hospital and and they said I
should always be like this "
"I know," said Kitty Waterford, soft
ly. "Jack told me about It; but I
thought from what he said, that you
were quite a tiny child."
"So I am, in his eyes and and
can't you, with your woman's heart,
understand how that hurts? To know
thnt one Is a woman, with all a wom
an's power of loving and suffering
and and to be like this!"
The girl buried her hend In a cush
ion as she spoke, and as the movement
revealed the piteous misshapen shoul
ders, Kitty Waterford flung herself on
her knees beside the couch and laid ber
hand on the girl's hair.
There was silence for a few mo
ments, broken only by the call of a
robin from the garden; then suddenly
the girl raised her bowed head and,
brushing the tears from her eyes, said,
with a little strangled laugh tlrat was
more pitiful than tears :
"I'm dreadfully disappointed that I
can't hate you as much as I meant to.
I tried to think you were ugly and hor
rid, and that Jack was marrying you
solely for money; and I told him that
If he ever brought you to see me I
would tell you so to your face ; and
and, In fact, I was horribly Jealous of
you."
"But no more so than I was of you,"
Interrupted Kitty Waterford.
"You Jealous of me?" said the girl,
her dark eyes full of bewilderment
"Yes," Bald Kitty, softly. "I was
horribly, furiously Jealous, and when I
heard Dr. Roberts say that Jack was
determined that his marriage should
make no difference as far aa you were
concerned "
"Did he 6ay that really?" Interrupt
ed the girl, eagerly.
"Yes. And he meant It too, and
and so do I, Fellcle, and you must try
not to hate me any more."
"I don't think that would be so very
difficult," said the Invalid, with a some
what tremulous smile.
Then they were roused by the Bharp
click of the garden gate and a firm step
on the graveled path.
"We're here, Jack!" the Invalid call
ed In a clear, vibrant voice, and Jack
Hereford stepped on the veranda to
find Kitty Waterford holding the girl's
haud in both her own.
A couple of hours later as the motor
slid along the road In the darkness,
Jack Hereford said :
"Roberts was dreadfully afraid he'd
put his foot in It about that telephone
message, dearest, but I told him it
would be all right, as I knew you
would be friends. And though, of
course, Fellcle Is a rather difficult child
to understand '
"One is hardly a child at 18, dear,"
interpolated Kitty Waterford.
"Well, perhaps not In the ordinary
way; but somehow I never think of
Fellcle as being grown up. She flies
into rages about trifles, and and, in
fact, she has no end of childish ways,
and "
"A woman's heart," supplemented
Kitty, softly.
"b, Fellcle la affectionate enough
when once you get to know her,''' said
Jack Hereford, cheerfully. "And as
she's evidently taken a great fancy to
you, darling, It bhows the poor little
soul's heart Is In the right place
doesn't it?"
"I wonder!" said Kitty Waterford,
softly. Pennsylvania Grit
Only Woman Violin Maker.
Denver Is In the possession of the
only woman vlolinmaker of the world,
says the Post of that city, Alvlua do
Ferenczy, 16 years old, daughter of Ka
roly de Ferenczy, who is noted through
out Europe for his marvelous repair
work and unexcelled violins.
Miss de Ferenczy started to work In
ber father's workshop at Budapest,
Hungary, when she was a mere baby
aud could only make-believe work. Two
years ago, at the age of 14, when her
father discovered her intention to fol
low his profession could not bo altered,
he put ber at the bench, where she soon
became an excellent repairer.
While the family lived In Kansas
City Miss de Ferenczy built three vio
lins, modeled after the old Cremonas,
and has just completed her fourth In
her father's violin shop. Her Juther's
name is inscribed Inside the violin ns,
so long as lie directs her, the violins
am his Cremona models.
Miss de Ferenczy works because she
wants to, not because she must. Last
week she did a piece of repair work
for the Denver owner of a famous old
violin, receiving $25 for her lalior. She
hopes oae day to lie universally recog
nized all the great violinists and to do
their work for thorn.
He So your husband has given tip
smoking. That wants a pretty strong
will. She Well, I've got one. Punch.
Daughter She scorns to have got
over the death of her first husband.
Father Yes, but her second ufisband
hasn't Plck-Me-Up.
Mrs. Smalltown Would you eeopta
place in the suburbs? Cook I'll con
sider It If yez have room In your garage
for me motor. Town Topics.
"What did you thlni; of that girl at
her coming-out party?" "Well, to be
perfectly frank, I thought she'd better
go back !" Leslie's Weekly.
Mother But what do you expect to
do later, my son, if you never learn to
write? Son Oh, that will be all right
I'll buy a typewriter. Silhouette.
"May I call you Mabel?" he asked
at their second meeting, pretending to
bo badly smitten. "If you wish to; but
my nunie is Gertrude." Chicago Record-Herald.
Candidate for Crew Could you tell
me where the rhetoric class Is being
held? Candidate for Football I don't
know; I'm u student here myself.
Town Topics. ,
Employer This makes the fourth
grandmother of yours that has died
this spring. Office Boy I know It;
ain't these family troubles fierce
Cornell Widow.
Snooks To what do you attribute
your success as a tradesman? Sellem
If a customer doesn't see what he
wants, 1 make him want what he sees.
Illustrated Bits.
"What's become of your umbrella?"
"I loaned It to Tompkins." "Why
doesn't he return It?" "The owner
caught him with it and demanded It"
Milwaukee Sentinel.
"Father, do all angels hnve wings?"
"No, my son, your mother has none."
Aud then she said, sweetly, that he
might go to the club If ho wouldn't stay
late ! Atlanta Constitution.
Teacher How long had Washington
been dead when Roosevelt was inaugu
rated? Scholar I dunno, but It hasn't
been very dead since Teddy has been
there ! Llpplncott's Magazine.
"Do you think cabbage Is unwhole
some?" asked the dyspeptic. "It de
pends somewhat," nnswered the food
expert, "on whether you eat It or try
to smoke it" Washington btar.
"Mrs. Rogers Is a perfect slave to
her husband." "What docs she do?"
"Would you believe It? Every year, on
his birthday, she gets up in time to eat
breakfast with him." Leslie's Weekly.
Teacher You have named all domes
tic animals save one. It has bristly
hair. It Is grimy, likes dirt, and Is fond
of mud. Well, Tom? Tom (shame
facedly) That's me. Chicago Trib
une. ;'
Mabel (aged six) Ain't' you afraid
of our big dog? The Parson (very thin)
Xo, my dear. He would not make
much of a meal off me. Mabel Oh,
but he likes bones best Chicago Dally
News.
"A tramp fell Into the water tank of
a locomotive and rode twenty-seven
miles without being discovered." "WTas
ho unconscious when found?" "No.
Unrecogniznble." Clevelaud Plain
Dealer.
DollyMolly Wolcott told me a
month ago that her new gown was
going to be a dream. Tolly Well, that
is all It is, so far. Her husband won't
give her the money for it Somervllle
Journal.
"And do you have to be called In
the morning?" asked the lady who was
about to engage a new girl. "I don't
has to be, mum," replied the applicant
"unless you . happens to need me."
Yonkers Stntesman.
"Your sentence Is to be suspended,"
began the merciful court "Great
Scott. Jedge!" exclaimed the prisoner,
"ef I'd knowed chicken stealing was a
hanging offense I wouldn't have sto'.e."
Philadelphia Ledger.
"Which do you prefer," said the ar
tistic young woman, "music or poetry?"
"Poetry," answered Miss Cayenne. "You
can keep poetry shut up In a book.
You don't have to listen to it unless
you choose." Washington Star.
"Excuse me, sir," remarked the
weary wayfarer, "but I don't know
where my next meal Is coming from."
"Neither do I," replied the prosperous
looking Individual. "My cook left this
morning, too." Philadelphia Record.
"Oh, madam," said the French maid,
"Fldo weel not eat zo bon-lious." "The
dear. Intelligent little doggie!" exclaim
ed Mis. Rich. "There must be some
thing wrong with those bonbons, Cloe.
Give them to the children." New York
Evening Mall.
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HONORARY DEGREES.
LTHOUGH the custom of conferring degrees
V I originated la the universities of the middle
" I ages, there existed at a much earlier date
IC11M1U minJllinnu uiflililt uiMin nuivu nir trr-
lleved to Indicate au organized educational
system. For example, the "doctors" with
whom Jesus was found disputing In the
Temple when He was 12 years old, and the scribes wlih
whom He came In contact later, are generally regarded
as men upon whom the formal educational system of the
time had set its official label.
Tho medieval universities, existing In the midst of a
populace unable either to read or write, established their
formal degrees as a sort of guarantee that the holder
was eomietent to tench. But in time It came to be recog
nized, even by the universities, that native ability and
application are often as effective ns academic training;
and so originated the custom of conferring honorary de
grees upon men who have achieved distinction by their
own unaided efforts.
The situation remains unchanged to this day, but as
education has broadened, the number of kinds of degrees
has Increased. There are now reckoned to be thirty-four
which are commonly conferred, conveying distinctions
which range all the way from doctor of philosophy to
Teterlnary surgeon.
- 1-Mnch of the former objection to honorary degrees has
ceased to have point within the last few years. The
tendency to translate Ph. D. ns donor of phunds, and
to confer other honors without much warrant, has great
ly decreased. Several of the more Important colleges
held a conference on the matter a few years ago, and
made a successful effort to simplify the matter. Other
Institutions are following their lead, and at present
there Is little to complain of unless It be the occasional
amusing attempt of some little college to gain distinction
by putting Its tag on a big man. That reminds one of
the high Bchool boy's essay which begun, "In my opinion
Julius Caesar was a great man." Youth's Companion.
CUTTING DOWN INSURANCE SALARIES.
J HE Wisconsin life Insurance law has some
T excellent features, not the least of which
is the provision that no Insurance company
mmmmmt which pays any of Its officers or agents
'SCfifr'S? more than '20000 n yenr 8na" do business
Irilit'y In that State. Big Insurance companies
will object to this, for $20,000 a year seems
a small Income to some of their officials. But the people
will approve It. They are unable to understand why tho
services of an insurance man are worth more than those
of a United States Senator, who Is willing to serve for
$8,000 a year, or those of Judges, mayors, legislators,
governors and other public officials, none of whom Is
paid as much as $20,000 a year.
Indeed, the president of one large Insurance company
has been drawing $8,000 a year as a United States Sen
ator for some years past, and has not complained of
Inadequate compensation. Why should be be paid $100,
! a year ns an Insurance president?
Salaries In Insurance companies are great because the
Insurance business Is largely graft The companies get
money easily and do not know how to spend it so they
give their officials large amounts every yenr. There la
no reason In the Intricacy and difficulty of Insurance
affairs why men who conduct them should be highly
paid. Any man of ordinary business sense could mac
age an Insurance company, and such men can be had
for ordinary salaries.
Wisconsin has taken a step In the right direction In
ordering that no enormous salaries shall be permitted In,
companies operating there. Insurance companies are
for the benefit of policy nolders, and tliclr Intercsta
should be protected against senseless extrnvagance. Oth
er States will eventually follow Wisconsin's exaiaplc and
the Insurance business of the country will sooner or later
be reformed. Cincinnati Post
HARRY VAUGHAN'S SERMON FROM THE GALLOWS
HE criminal does not think correctly. If all
ti I men were wise; none would bo criminal. It
I I all seems plain to mo now."
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A Ills limit liuilj I BUguaii, uuui;i Btruitrui. w
of death for murder, speaking from the very
shadow of the gallows. He was leader of
the mutiny of 1003 in the Missouri peniten
tiary, at Jefferson City, In which two prison guards were
killed. He knew whereof he spoke. Ills past entitled
him to raifk as an expert witness to the truth of the
statement thnt crime does not pay.
The criminal, despite the numerous admonitions and
warnings that come to him before he takes the last and
fatal step, Imagines that somehow be can make crime
pay. If he did not think so, he would not be a crlmlnaL
It Is because be thinks so that be is a criminal.
That it Is not necessary for him to think so that his
thought In this respect may be changed, corrected, re
versed, Is proved by the thousands of criminals who have
reformed; Is demonstrated even In the case of Harry
Yaughan, to whom It all seemed so plain as be stood
ready to leave this world.
Experience Is a hard master, and yet, In some In
stances It Is the only master that can obtain a hearing.
Harry Vaughah woi'd not learn from any other master,
nor would he learn from experience until experience came
to him with the hour glass and tho scythe. Then It all
seemed clear to him. Then only could he see that If all
men were wise none would be criminal.
Only when the noose was swaying above him could
he clearly comprehend what all the experience of all the
ages had been trying to make plain to him and to others
llko him, thnt tho wages of sin Is death. Chicago Inter
Ocean.
foment la Brltlnh C'ouatractlon.
Re-enforced cement Is now the favor
ite material with British builders of
large chimneys. One already complet
ed In lndon Is 2T0 feet high, with a
base 20 feet square," and a projected
one at NorthHeet will be 247 reet high
and S',a feet in diameter, with a foun
dation 18 feet square.
Politic In numnllo Life.
A story is told of a Bradford County
politician (the sharp and shifty kind)
who was urged by his wife to hoe the
garden. lie couldn't think of nny very
good reason, so ho went at It. Soon
j he came In with a silver quarter he
said he had found. He washed It, put
it In his Miclci t and went back. In a
few minutes he showed up with another
coin, tills time u half dollar. He said
there must be a buried treasure In that
garden, lie unearthed a couple of
dimes and another quarter. Being
very tired, lie announced Ills Intention
of taking a nap, mid duly went to sleep.
When be awoke his wife bad a danger
ous and steely glint In her eye, but tin
garden was all hoed. It Is uilstrustid
that she had hoed while be slept, and
that she had fulled to find any burled
treasure. Milton Standard.
It beats all how many people pick
out bad days for plculcs.
t banco to Prove lllmaelf.
She I would never marry a mai
who was a coward.
lit; About how brave would it be
necessary for 111 in to be In order to wis
your approval?
She Well, he'd have to have courage
enough to er propose. Chicago
News.
STATE WAS IN PAWN.
ffevada Said to Have Bern tn That
Condition Five Year Aro.
Five yenrs ago Nevada was a State
In pawn. She had been stolen, says
Successful Amerlcnn. The entire popu
lation was not sufficient to constitute
a thlrd-rnte western town, and It was
decreasing. It might well hnve been
asked then, "Whnt's the matter with
Nevada ?"
The trouble grew out of Nevada's
public land grant, amounting to 2,000,
DOO acres, which Congress had care
lessly authorized the State to select
as desired. The Nevada Legislature
practically put the land up at auction,
and the result was thnt a few stock
men bought enough land to shoestring
and surround and absolutely control
every river, lake and water hole In the
State.
By doing so they became virtual pos
sessors of the rest of the State. No one
else could use the public land or make
lettlement because of their control of
ill the water, and In Nevada water Is
Ihe life blood of the land. Sixty mill.
Ion acres were controlled and in effect
wned by about a million acres and
hot an opportunity for a single 101
acre homestead.
Five yeads ago this was the situa
tion a hopeless one. Public-spirited
men had attempted to' Induce Immigra
tion and to encourage the development
f their State, but their work come to
naught and they had quit. There was
ao chance.
Yet nil the time there was still a
Sreat water supply running to waste
annually. The perennial flow of the
rivers and at reams was entirely util
ized, but the floods from the melting
of the mountain snows swept away
uselessly to the sen.
Viewing the situation ns It was then,
alio would have dared to predict that
slth the passage of the national Irri
gation act could have occurred the
treat transformation and development
In Nevada, and If It hnd been predict
ed who would have believed It? Of the
,37,000,000 government reclamation
fund Nevada has thus far received her
fair share, and the completion of the
rreat project ujxin which the Federal
engineers are now working will more
than quadruple the already Increased
Bopulatlon of the State.
The first section of tho Truckee
Darson project has been completed and
the settlers are now farming the fer
tile land In elghty-ncre homesteads.
By next year 150,000 acres of this
'voject will be under Irrigation.
Nn-lu War on Abklnthe.
Switzerland Is making a campaign
against the use of absinthe, the inten
tion being to drive u 11 liquor of Unit
character from Swiss territory. The
secretary of tho campaign committee
said a short time ago that 80.20 sig
natures had already been obtained for
the petition nsklng for a stringent Fed
eral law to the above effect, and now
there nre probably more than 10(1,000
ilgners.
Wliy lie Wanted llrr.
"Stop!" commanded Miss Nurox,
frith a disdainful sniff. "The Idea of
rour proposing to a lady in my station
of life. You ought to know better I"
"Well." replied Mr. Hunter. "I do
know better, but no richer." Philadel
phia Press.
You can't help liking the woman who
has a reputation of being a "good baad
In case of sickness."
"OUIDA" REPORTED IN POVERTY.
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Notwithstanding the repented denials which have been made of the fact
that "Oulda," the famous novelist, is in great financial straits In actual
poverty, to put It plainly the fact remains that she Is in deep distress,' and
that she Is living In a hovel Just outside of this beautiful and historic city,
writes a Florence, Italy, correspondent This Is the real reason for the
granting of an annual pension of $7r0 a yenr by the British government. ,
Miss Louise de la Uamee, better known as "Oulda," made an immense
fortune out of her novels, "Under Two Flags," "Strathmore," "Two Little
Wooden Shoes," and others, but all of this has bctn spent In fighting law
suits and In charitable gifts and eccentric expenditures. But even In pov
erty she never complained, and it was her friends, who brought about the
recent action by the British government.
The above photograph was taken very recently and shows the celebrated
authoress exactly as she is to-day In old age.
HOLY ROOD TO BE RESTORED.
S40,000 Said to Have Been G
teed for the Pnrpoae.
A sum of -10,000, or about $200,000,
Is said to have beeu guaranteed for
the purpose of restoring the venerable
pile of the Abliey Church of the Holy
Hood, adjoining the royal palace of
the sumo name, a little outside Edinburgh.
Holy Hood dates from the twelfth
century. The exact year Is uncer
tain, but 112S Ih generally accepted ns
approximate.
According to the legend, King David
!., who was hunting In the neighboring
forest, was attacked by n slag, wiibii
had been brought to bay by the hunt
ing pa'iy. He was thrown to the ground
by the furious aiilnial and was In Im
minent danger of dentil.
Suddenly, says the Kosary Magazine,
a cross urine from the ground between
the form of the beast and the monarch;
and the slag, affrighted, lied. The cross
remained on the sMt. Its material
MirhHtaiMV was a mystery to those who
examined It.
This ocviirrew-e was looked uism ns
miraculous. In gratitude to heaven
the king ordained that a shrlno should
arise on the ground adjacent. He de
creed thnt It ts called tho Church of
the Holy Hood and gave It In the cure
of the canons regular of St. Augustine.
What remains of tho abbey Is called
the Qhnpel Royal. It Is only a frag
ment of the old building, but Is yet
considerable. The portion formed th
nave of the great abbey. Its walla
were lofty, tls windows tall and Its,
western door of generous proportions.!
The carving is rich, though not florid.!
The tombs within the abbey walls'
Include those of King David L, King!
James II. (of Scotland), King James'
V. and his queen, Magdalen, Henryi
Lord Darnley and many other mem
bers of the Scottish, nobility. The grave
of Hlz.io Is not within tho abliey In
cisure, but In a passage lending to
the quadrangle of the palace.
On Account.
"That's the worst pitying family I
ever 4 tended," said the first doctor.
"Yes, I used to attend them, but I
never succeeded In getting a penny out
of them."
"Well, I've had better luck. I got a
nickel out of one of the children after
It had nearly choked the kid to death."
Philadelphia Press.
Perhaua He Will Do Better Later.
Proud .Father John wrote home
from the city last week that ho U mak
ing good money now.
Cynical City Man Yes. It's only $4
a week, but It's real, genuine money..
Somervllle Journal
If you let others do your bragging
for you, it Isu't so apt to be overdone.