Silhouettes
By JESSIE
(Copyright, 1002, liy
Tbo room wore nn air of faded nm
bltlou, llko tho woman. '
Irnm Hcckol was a vivified prototypo
of tho room. Sho was no longer young,
but In manner and even In her np
pcaranco she suggested Ideals grown
dingy with much lugging about per
haps with difficulty. As It was neces
sary for her to earn tho llttlo sho ato
or woro, she painted saints for a liv
ing and quietly laughed at all religion
to her cat and dog friends. A senso
of humor had kept her from becom
ing entirely bitter.
Ono evening whon the saints word
nt rest on tho work tablo and sho
at staring Idly nnd stroking a great
cat In her lap her Imagery took ft
backward leap Into the pasU Sho was
young ngaln. vivid. In earnest! Ho-
foro tho flro sat two. children, the
room had suddenly taken on tho tone
of a perky llttlo parlor. Tho llttlo girl
woro black stockings and a very short
frock; hor hair waH "taken up" with
a bluo ribbon. Tho boy had bright
eyes and tho dreamer noted his velvet
suit nnd a page's badgo pinned on
his youthful chest, which was evident
ly his prido,
"My father Is a senator," ho was
saying. "I'm going to bo a senator,
too, and then I'll marry you and wo'll
go to Europe."
"My fathor Is dead," said tho llttlo
girl In a mattor of fact way which u
tho bravery of children, "80 Is my
mother, but nuntlo Is doing a lot for
me, 6h, an awful lot! Sho tells mo so
every day. Just as soon rb sho gets
through doing things, and I am eight
een, I am going to a big city, Digger
than Dos Moines or Omaha. Mayba
Now York," sho added with wide, ex
cited oyes. "Then I'll do something
great all by myself, nnd I won't marry
oven a sonator."
"But you won't havo anyone td kiss
you good-night," ho said.
"Who wants anyone to kiss hop
good-night whon sho Is groat?"
Tho flro was getting low. A chill
cropt over tho room. Presently tho
boyaroso and wont over to hor and
took up her long .red braid In a
clumsy, 'boyish fashion,
"liut you nro not great yet, and I'm
glad."
With a pretty smllo sho Innocently
put both arms around his nock and
ho slid down In tho big rockor bculdo
her.
"What nro you crying about?" ho
asked, much Burprlsod.
Sho laughed. "I don't quite know.
You sea I am not great yet, maybe I
still want soma ono to caro."
An nsb dropped from tho flro. Tho
llttlo boy and girl and tho porky par
lor vanished. A youth and n maldon
eat on a fnohalr sofa In tho chilly
"best room." Thoy looked shy nnd
constrained.
"I JUBt thought I'd como and say
good-bye," ho said. "Mother said your
Aunt Joo told nor you woro going to
morrow Instead of Friday. A'ro you
afraid?"
"Afraid," sho oxclalmod, "to go out
and socle my fortune llko tho knight
In tho fairy tales. To havo a chance
with all tho world. I am afraid to stay
out horo, being passed around from
ono rolatlon to another, llko a croquet
ball shoved through 00 many wlros."
"As I woo saying I Just come over
mother told mo say, Irmn, plenBo
don't go. I'm half ownor with fathor
now It's tho blggcBt grocory Htoro In
town. Now York Is a torrlblo placo.
It Isn't safe for a man to bo out after
ton. o'clock thoro. And you, n girl, all
alono. Stny horo and go Into tho gro
cery business with mo." Ho tried to
laugh; sho tried not to do bo.
Whon ko was gono tho maiden trat
on tho mohair sofa a long tlmo with
out changing hor poBltton and won
dered why that old Bob was In her
throat whon she was so happy.
A gust of wind bellowed down tho
qhlmuoy, She leaned forward to ro
plonlHh tho fire. When sho settled
back again tho youth and the maldon
had gono. The beat room had widened
and broadoncd Into n spacious cafe.
At a corner tablo sat a man somawha;
Sho painted salnt'j for a living.
past middle life and a young vromnn.
Tho two woro gaining ubBtractcdly
over ono another's shoulder. Sho Hpoko
first, continuing hor desultory ob
servations.
"I do not bollovo you know what
you nro doing."
Ho moved Impatiently.
"Sho will never mako you happy."
"Happiness Isn't ovcrythlng."
"I thought It wasto you."
"Comfort poaco, Is nil that's worth
while. HappluoBs would cot to bo a
of Yesterday. !
LLEWELLYN.
Daily Story Pub. Co.)
boro llko women who nro too obviously
pretty."
one winced, but tho remark was
naturally not ono she might appro
priate.
"It Isn't Jealousy that causes mo to
speak to you this way," she began,
'Of courso nof," without looklug nt
hor.
"I toll you It la not." It was futllo
to wasto words, and yet she must show
him how llttlo sho cared, "I will mini
you r can't help missing your your
friendship. Five years Is n long tlmo,
you know. I havo almost glvon you
Mioso flvo years. If It had not boon
for you I might havo woll, amounted
to sornothlng."
"It was always for you to say, you
know." Ills tono was courteous, even
kind, "I often asked you If you would
bo happier If I stayed nway. You
'I um sorry," ho ropllod. "I don't see
why I can't como."
never Boomed anxious to say tho
word." Ho opened nnd shut tho lid
of a stein thoughtfully, and then added
with sorao abruptness: "I often won
derod why you novor married."
Tho woman gasped. "You won
dered why I novor married 1 "
"To bo suro, you always told mo
that you novor meant to marry."
I meant It, but "
Ho scorned not to hear her. "Thon
you Insisted on our novor speaking
of lovo or that sort of thing "
"It was not necessary for you to
speak things."
"And now that I am going to uottla
down Into modlocro comfort you are
tho first ono I como to naturally. It's
fair." Ho spoko In nn ovon voice ns
though desiring to calm hor. '
Tho monotonous' modulation had
tho opposite effect. Sho was the In
carnation of repressed fury. Loaning
across tho tablo as sho was, her worJs
poured forth llko a torrent. "It was
for mo to say during all thoso years
whothor wo should separate. Mlno
ma tho responsibility. You had none.
Your wealth,, education, station, freed
you. You woro not to blamo for tho
suffering you sowod. You woro put
in tho world only to pray for your
comfort, your ponco. You camo to
me holding out bait for my ambition,
Yon had Influence; I was talented.
That talent tickled your thirst for
something now In llfo, and so you pro
ceeded to npproprlnto It as your own.
You novor spolto of lovo, oh, no, You
only lived and breathod It In my
prcsonco and I, poor fool, lived In
paradlso until until I tell you I for
bid this marriage."
Tho words ondod In a futile, foolish
laugh. Sho put her hands to hor fuco;
touchod her front hair, laughing more
softly nil tho tlmo until tho mlrthloss
tones seemed to trail theniBolvcs In
hor next words: "How porfoctly
frightened you look. Can't you take
a Joko I'm Joking can't you soo It
was a Joko? I am laughing laugh
ing becauso It Is no very, vory funny
that you cannot take a joko."
Tho clock struck eight. Just thou
a tap camo at tho door, lhmtlly she
lighted a gas Jut and threw open the
door.
"I told you I would como again, and
hero I am," said a cheery masculine
volco at tho threshold.
"And r told you not to como except
on bustnoHtf, but I am glad to see you,"
sho replied.
"Why shouldn't I como to see you?"
"Why should you?"
"IJocauso 1 llko you. I'm coming
Just ns often as I can. Don't you
want mo to call often?" Ho spoko
over bis shoulder as ho reached for n
match to rokludlo tho tire. "I would
rather talk to you than to a girl of
my own ago anyway, and then well,
why not there Isn't much Is this old
world at best." Ho had dropped tho
kindling and lay ono hand on hot
shouldor. Tholr oyos mot and she
turned hurriedly away from him.
"And It wo drift on llko this you
know I am vory much alono -some day
1 might miss you, and then ," she
finished abruptly with n laugh.
"Ah. woiuun't 1 00 mcKy ir you
mlsaod mo' It would bo too sood,"
ho talked on, still standing directly
under tho gnu Jot. In tho strong light
sho noticed tho wnve In his hair just
whoro his lint came down, nnd that
his mouth wna particularly sonsltlvo
nnd boyish. His baud rested on her
shoulder again.
"Why should I not call, dear?" he
was whispering, with his lips upon
hers.
Proaeutly ho was saying good-utght.
"Oood-byo," sho answered.
"You mean It?"
"You." ,
'T nm sorry," he replied. "I don't
eco why I can't como."
As tho door closed Irmn stooped
and tenderly gathered tho old gray
cat In her arms, murmuring, as she
choked back tho old unreasonable sob,
"Just ono more yesterday for us, my
frlond; that is all it means."
WAS NOT THE 8NAP HE EXPEOTED
Tramp rinds Rrglon Where Snow
BhovellnK Was Continuous.
"Speaking about Bnow," said tho
tramp, who wns hunting for a Job with
a shovel on his shoulder, "puts mo In
mind of three years ago whon I hired
out to a farmer up In Vermont that
Is, I was to havo my board during tho
winter for shovollng snow during tho
winter, and I thought I had struck a
soft snap.
"I had nothing to do but cat and
loaf around during tho first two weeks,
but ono morning tho farmer roused mo
up nnd said thcro was n trlflo of work
for mo. I stopped out to find tho snow
four foot deep on tho level and still
falling but I tncklod tho Job with
proper ambition.
"I bollovo I lifted fifty tons of snow
that day, but when night camo I was
not much nhead of tho storm. It was
tho samo tho next day nnd tho next,
nnd after flvo days of It, with no signs
of Jetting up and every rail fence
burled out of slglit, I stopped work
long enough to nsk tho fanner, 'Is this
thing going to keep right on for n
week longer?'
'A week longer?' ho replied, with a
broad grin on bis face. 'Why, man,
this Is only Dec. 3, and wo novor flguro
on stopping work before April 10. Just
bucklo right Into It and keep up your
appetite.'
"I thought tho mattor over that
night," snld tho tramp, "and In tho
morning I dug a tunnel to tho nearest
village and escaped and asked to bo
Bent to Jail. Thoy didn't turn mo out
till July 1, and tho first man I met was
my old farmer.
' 'How's anow up your way?' says I.
' 'Nothing to brag of, says he. 'The
lato rains nnd warm suns havo takon It
off till I don't bollcvo wo'vo got two
fcot loft.' "
WHV.OFOOUnSE HE WAS INNOOENT
Jury Decided Vnnnluiouily that Jlin
O'Doll Wns a Foul.
"Tho first tlmo I was ovor In tbo
far west," Bald a Phlladolphlan, "they
got mo on a Jury in Montana. it
was a enso of shooting with fatal re
sults, and thoro was no doubt In my
mind that tho defendant was guilty,
"A man named Drowcr had rlddon
up to tho cnbln of a man named
O'Doll and called him out and shot
him down, nnd thcro woro thrco wit
nesses to tho fact
"Tho caBO occupied throo days, and
I supposed every Juryman had inado
up his mind ns I had. Whon wo ro-
tlred to ballot, bowovor, I found my
self tho only ono voting guilty.
"Tho othor eleven looked nt mo for
a whllo, and then tho foreman blandly
Bald:
" 'Strangor, you don't appear to
mako allowances.'
" 'Allowances for what?' I-askod.
" 'Allowances for tho fact that If
that blamed Jim O'Dcll had poked his
gun out of tho wlndor instead of com
ing to the door ho might hnva pumped
n pound of lead Into Tom Drower lu
sldo of 30 seconds. Wo nro. hero not to
docldo who killed Jim, but to find
whothor ho was a fool or no In acting
us ho did, nnd I guess wo'd better bo
considerably unanimous ubout It.'
'I didn't want to bo tho ono to
Interrupt tho harmony of tho occa
sion." said tho traveler, "nnd so wo
npoedlly camo to what tho formnn an
nounced as n 'chorus of conclusion,'
nnd Tom Urowor wns acquitted with
out a stain on his character."
Inillnn P.thiuolte.
Tho Hod Man und Helper, published
by tho studonts nt tho CarllBlo (Pa.)
Indlnn school has this to say on In
dian otlquetto: "It was atr actual de
slro for Information nnd no nttonipt
to bo funny that a boy In looking up
from rending about 'squaw mon' nsk
ed It tho whlto women who marry
Indlnn men woro called 'buck womon.'
Wo could not answer why thoy woro
not. Such a name would bo mora In
sulting to a woman than tho first ap
pellation Is to a mnn. All Indian
womon nro no more squaws than
whlto women are wenches. Tho nnmo
squaw emanated from 'squn,' an In
dian word of n Massachusetts trlbo
meaning woman, but It has slnco
como to bo used commonly by Illiter
ate people- for Indian women of any
trlbo. No educated or refined people
use tho words 'squaw' or 'buck,' nnd
wo advlso our.Btudonts when thoy
hear them not to pay any attention to
tho speaker, but to mnrk him or her
down In tholr minds ns a person of
low breeding.
Cloth or Clothe.
Ono learns many strange imjp,? and
misuses of things nt country Inns, but
let us hope that tho following expe
rience related by a friend of mlno an
having happened to himself Is a rare
ono. Ho had gono to bed In an Irish
Inn, bidding tho landlady to have him
called nt 8. At C, however, next morn
ing she knocked nt his door.
"Yo'vo to git up," sho said.
"What o'clock Is It?"
"Six. Surr."
"Oo nway, I nm not going to got up
tin s."
At 7 she reappeared. "Indado. and
yo must got up now, It's 7." Finding
him unmoved at hor next return, sho
said: "(lit up, there a a sweet glutei
man; there's two commercial Kentle
men waiting for their breakfast, nnd
I can't lay tho cloth till 1 havo ycr
nonor a top snoot.'
Conwcrntlon la bur inswcr to God'
I roll.
people m
EVENTS
DAUGHTER OF THE CONFEDERACY
nijrlt Honor Is Unanimously Accorded
to Mitt kucy Hill.
Tho great success of tho reunion of
tho Confederate Veterans at Dallas,
Texas, was duo In no small degrco to
tho nctlvo work of Miss Lucy Hill,
sponsor-in-chlcf of tho rounlon. Miss
MIm Lacy r.fe Hill.
Hill received marked attention from
tho veterans, many of whom had
fought under her father, Gen. A. P.
Hill, and under her uncles, Gen. Dazil
W. Duko of Louisville, nnd Gen. John
II. Morgan.
Miss Hill, who is considered ono of
tho handsomest womon In the south,
has boon called the Daughter of tho
Confederacy slnco tho death of Winnie
Davis, tho daughter of President Jef
ferson Davis. Her friends claimed
that as Miss Hill Is tho only living
daughter of a general born within tho
Confederate lines, whllo tho war was
In progress, sho should bear the dis
tinction so long held by Miss Davis.
The old veterans mado much of hor
during tho rounlon and sho received
tholr homago with all tho graco ol a
princess.
Miss Hill's father was killed In a
chargo on tho last day of tho war.
Sho was born nt tho front, her mother
hnvlng left tho battlefield two hours
boforo hor birth, returning a fortnight
later only to find hor husband had
been killed. Gen. Robert 13. Loo per
sonally rccovored the body of Gen.
Hill, had it laid In an ambulance, and
sat beside It with Mrs. Hill and her
llttlo baby daughter.
RECOVERED AN IMMENSE FORTUNE
llotr Theodore II. Price railed ntriuelf
Out of the Mire or Debt.
Two vears aco tho brokoraco llrm
of Price, McCormick & Co., of Now
Theodore II. I'rtor.
York, failed with liabilities of $12,000,
000. Tho llrm speculated In cotton
and for ton years Theodoro Price, tho
senior mombcr, had been regarded as
an oxport, but in tho winter of 1000
his Judgment proved disastrous, nnd
nfter tho nsslgnoo hnd succeeded In
making satisfactory settlements nil
around, Price hud nn Indebtedness of
$3,000,000 staring him in tho faco.
That would havo crushed some
men; not so Price. In n quiet wuy ho
rosumcd operations. Last September
ho began to figure whnt tho cotton
crop would be. Ho secured complete
roports from nil tho counties of tho
United States in which cotton is
grown nnd his cstlmato at tho tlmo
wns that tho crop would not exceed
10,000,000 bales. Then ho formed a
syndlcato to buy cotton und slnco Sop
tombor tho symllcnto has mado some
big purchases. Tho prlco has steadily
advanced, tho official roport from tho
Agricultural Dopartmont at Washing
ton has continued Price's estimates
and tho syndlcato has mado enormous
profits, Mr. Price himself Is said to
have realized from $1,000,000 to $3,
000,000, nearly all of which ho has de
voted to tho settlement of his old
firm's claims.
A Itojat llahy Story.
Tho king of Italy has-a kindly hu
mor, according to tho Court Cicular
and Court News.
An old, superannuated servant sent
In a petition for n pension, nnd ad
dressed It to tho .Princess Yolnnde
nn Infant still In her cradle. Uy his
majesty's command tho paper was
placed In the cot with tho baby.
"What did her royal highness gay?"
nskod Victor Emmanuel. "Nothing,
slro," replied tho equerry, "Very well,
then, sllonce gives consent," wns tho
king's comment, and tho old woman
1
sot her Houston.
AS THE WORLD
REVOLVES
SEEK GOLD SEEN IN A VISION
Farmor City, (I1L.) Man Led by Women
HplrltnalUt.
Mrs. Edward Conover, a aplrltunllat,
who resides at Farmer City, III., has
otlrred that vlllngo with a vision
which, sho says, has disclosed to her
tho location of an immenso pot of gold
south of Farmer City. In her vision,
she says, sho was told to select twelvo
men, tho names of whom woro given
her by tho spirit. Sho told tho twelvo
mon of her vision, but ono of them
was unablo to Join In the search so
Mrs. Conover secured another person.
Whllo looking for tho treasure tho
man who had said ho could not como
put In an appearance, making thirteen
mon. Last night, Mrs. Conover says
a spirit told hor there was an evil
person In the party, and that tho gold
could not bo found until ho was dis
charged. HAPPY THOUGH IN THE POORHOUSE
I'anper Once Itlcli and a Partner of
, Jny Gould.
The .rlck3 played by fato unon hu
manity nro many nnd varied. Ono
would naturally think that n man who
was tho nartnor and trusted friend of
Jny Gould, tho noted financier, and
wno Had attained a fortune would lie
In a fal- way to pass his den'intng
days in his own homo nnd with com
forts of various kinds about him. Jo
slah Lynn, who fifty years ago con
ducted with Gould a number of suc
cessful business enterprises and who
then located in Washington, N. J., to
enjoy his wealth, Is now a public
charge, old and blind but cheerful and
philosophical withal.
Mr. Lynn Is 73 years old, has snow-
Joslnh Lynn.
white hair and a flno Intellectual faco.
He was when young a good business
mnn and mado monoy fast. Then camo
reverses and his fortune dwindled. His
wife died, frlonds deserted him nnd
his eyesight failed. Still ho was happy
and oven when It became necessary to
remove hlm'to tho poorhouso at Knrs
vlllo, N. J his courago did not fall.
Mr. Lynn Is awaiting tho last sum
mons hopefully but Is content with
prevailing conditions whllo they must
bo endured.
Thrift of 1'oreltrnnrt.
Nothing more beautifully illustrates
the small thrift of foreigners than tho
malls. For instnnce: Whllo wo write
for transmission abroad over 73,000.
000 letter a year, wo rocelvo only 03,
000.000. While of unpaid nnd short
paid letters wo send 1.3C9.752, tho for
eigners uflllct us with 2,1CG,5G2, on
which wo are obliged to pay postage.
Whllo wo send nbroad 49.1C7 postal
cards with paid reply, thoy send us
only 27.713. Wo wrlto more single
cards than they do, beating them near
ly thrco quarters of n million in n
total of 7,800,000. In short postage
they Imposo on us nnnually to tho
sum of about $300,000. For Bonding
and recolvlng this mall tho govern
ment pays $2,250,000 a year.
Duration of Life.
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KliifT Kilward's Coo If. ,
Tho cook of King "Edward of Eng
land draws n Balary of $10,000. This
Is tho samo as tho salary of a lieu
tenant goneral or an admiral of tho
fleet nnd exceeds that of many blshop3
of tho Established Church. Tho King
has often referred to his cook as a
"perfect treasure" and has often prof
forcd him a cigar from the royal
pocket case, Tho cook Is a French
man named Mcnager and maintains a
splendid establishment of his own. Ho
generally goes to tho royal residence
at 11 o'clock In the morning and drives
thero In his own carriage.
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Some Faxis
and Opinions
USE OF TELEPHONES IN SURGERY
London Hospital Havo Had Great Sac
cmi with the Appliance.
In several London hospitals sur
geons aro now using the telephone
whenever they havo occasion to probo
for bullets or other metallic objects.
Tho receiver of tho tolephono Is placed
on tho head of tho operator and the
patent Is placed, in tho usual manner,
In contact with a plate, tho goneral
medium omploycd being a wet spongo
or some paper saturated with a sallno
solution, which is spread over tho
plate. Tho latter is connected with
tho telephone by a wire and the probo,
nfter It has been Introduced Into tho
body, naturally vibrates as soon a3
tho foreign metallic substanco come3
In contact with It. Tho probo is also
connected with tho telephono by a
wire, ond thus no such blunder Is pos
i!blo ns sometimes when un ordinary
battery Is used. When a tolephono is
used In this way tho plato acts as one
polo nnd tho probe as tho other.
Needles, bullets, grains nnd shot and
pieces of steel and copper can bo
easily located by tho uso of this sim
ple method.
CURIOUS FACTS ABOUT SENATE
L'eiaitiarittes In Mxuiberjhlp of tho
are.it LosUlnttve Body.
Not only does tho Sonato represent
In Its membership almost every phnco
of professional and Industrial activity,
but many of Its mombors woro exper
ienced In legislative work boforo com
ing to tho Senate. Of tho olghty-elght
senntora twenty-six served In tho
House of Representatives. Flfteon
senators havo sorved as governors of
states. Senator Warron served two
terms as governor of tho territory rf
Wyoming, nnd his second torm ended
with tho admission of tho territory as
a state. Ho was thon elected first gov
ernor of tho state.
Fifteen sonators havo a record of
servlco In tho confederate army anil
one was In tho confedorato navy. Nino
sonators were In the Union army.
Senators Pettus of Alabama and Tato
of Tennosseo were In tho Moxlcan war.
Washington Star.
OLEVER ADULTERATION OF MILK
American Methods 'Would Hoom Slow to
the Athens Men.
A French newspaper describes an in
genious mothod of milk adulteration
practlcod in. Athens. The residents
hnvo a penchant for goats' milk, and
herds of these animals aro led along
tho street by milk sellers wearing Ions
blouses with capacious sleeves.
Tholr cry of "Gala! gala!" brings tho
houcowlfe to tho door, and .she pru
dently demnnds that tho goats shall bo
milked in hor presence. This Is done,
but tho milkman has in ono hand tho
end of n thin tube which runs up I1I3
sleeves and connects with nn India
rubbor receptacle full of water, which
Is carried under his ample blouse.
At each pressure of tho fingers on
tho udder there Is a corresponding
compression of the water sack, and
milk and water flow sldo by sldo Into
the milk pail.
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Ilrauca'j Steuni Enjlno.
Nearly 200 years before Watt saw
his mother's kottlo steaming Giovanni
Dranca, an Italian, lnvonted the crudo
steam engine hero picturod.
lllow nt Rojrnei Gallery.
A Brooklyn magistrate is taking
steps to circumscribe the rogues' gal-
Jery. Ho threatens to arrest policemen
who tako prlsonora to pollco headquar
ters and photograph them before their
arraignment Is mado. Ho says that
such action U a violation of tho penal
code. Tho magistrate also pays hta
respects to the so-called "third degree."
which ho stigmatizes as a relic of tho
dark ages. His point is that when a
man's photo has been taken for crlra
Innl record and tho prisoner happens
to be acquitted of tho crlmo chargo 1
with ho suffers an Irreparablo Injury
by his portrait being In tho possession
of tho police. The pollco say they al
ways destroy tho negntlves If tho sub
ject la acquitted, but the raagUtrato
rather doubts this. Anyhow, ho says,
tho whole proceeding Is Illegal.
K.T-Hpenker Heed Contented.
Thomas Brackett Ileed always had a
wcll-fod look, of course, but nowadays
ho wears a well-groomed air of com
fortable prosperity such a3 ho never
could boast while In congress. When
ho visits Washington ho puts up at
tho best hotel, which Involves greater
expense than he could have met In tho
old days. Tho ex-speaker Is said to
wonder why ho remained In public llfo
so long.