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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 4, 1906)
I Thought She Smoked Cigarets. Charles Is an observant boy. Yesterday •tie of mamma's friends came to the housf •o call. Mamma was out and Charles •pened the door. "Mamma Is not at home." he said. "Will you please give her my card when •he comes?" Inquired the caller. "Yeth’ ma’am," said Charles. The caller opened her cardcase, and as •he withdrew the engraved card, a bit of tissue paper fluttered down on to the steps. Grandly Charles picked It up and handed t to her, saying: "You have drppped one »f your clgaret papers, ma'am." Millions Halted for Poverty. From the New York Press. He was a little Italian about 10 years old and he dragged laboriously after him a wooden box, which he had rigged up with wheels to make a rude wagon. In this were piled plece3 arid scraps of w<sod gathered from the refuse heaps of new buildings and from every other possible source, as the children of the poor are trained early how and where to find fuel. On his crosstown Journey he came to Fifth avenue and paused in the shadow •of a towering palatial hotel, bewildered at the steady stream of traffic. How could ho ever get his precious burden across, and who would notice such a tiny lit tin fellow to give him a helping hand. But the big man in blue, standing in the center of the street saw him. One arm >was raised, and as if by magic the mighty stream stopped. The other arm was held out encouragingly, with a "Come on, son ny; It's all right." He wras Just a little chap, and In case of an accident a Jury would have awarded his parents a verdict of 6 cents, but he held up a mllllon-dollar line to get his wood across the street. Just Wonderful. Vestry, Miss., Jan. 1st (Special)— The case of Mrs. C. W. Pearson, who resides here la a particularly Interest ing one. Here Is the story told by Mr. Pearson, her husband, in his own words. He says: “My wife’s health waa bad tor * long time. Last July she was taken terrible bad with spasms. I sent for toe doctor, and after making a thor ough examination of her, be said un doubtedly the cause of her trouble was • a disordered state of the Kidneys. His medicine didn't seem to be doing ;her much good, so as I heard about Dodd's Kidney Pills, I got her a box Just to give them a trial. Well, the -effect was Jnat wonderful. I *aw that they were the right medicine and I got two mors boxes. When she had taken these she was so much better that she had Increased thirty pounds In weight She Is now quite well, and we owe It all to Dodd’a Kidney Pills.” How the Investigation Began. From Success Magazine for December. There would have been no Investi gation of the Insurance companies hud It not been for the recent disclosures made by David Ferguson, a reporter for the New York World, who began by prodding the officers of the Equita ble about James TIazen Hyde’s Cnmbon -dinner and other evidences of ruinous waste. At the outset Ferguson was laughed at by the men he approached. Hyde and Alexander, the two heads of the Equitable, denied everything, denied -that there was any factional uprising tin the Equitable, or the slightest un- i friendliness between Mr. Hyde and Mr. I Alexander. But the reporter kept on ;proddlng and digging patiently until he gained the confidence of someone on the Inside whose name will prob . ably nover be known. From that time on Ferguson had the -situation In his own hands, and what 'followed is thosoughly known to the American public today, having resulted i In the greatest upheaval ever known -In the history of American finance. • Compelled, by the persistent revela - tlone Ferguson was making, to under - takn an Investigation, Francis Hen dricks, superintendent of insurance for t the state of New York, filed away a ' lengthy document containing the testi < xnopy he had taken, and It remained ■ for Louis Selbold, another World re i porter, to procure a copy of this secret : - report, which made the longest “story" • esrer •'.“run” in a newspaper about a | t singtev Incident—112.000 words. It is still a matter of keenest specula- ! i tlon among the newspaper men of New “York how Selbold obtained possession • of a state document, and it will be, 1 probably, a mystery forever. Report - -ere of Selbold's type never betray con fidence. Were the secrets of Messrs. Ferguson and Selbold known concern-' Ing'Uietgreat Insurance exposure, they -nvoitM, 'undoubtedly, make good read ting, '-tout tthese men made pledges of .confldenee dor the public good, and It igoes 'Without saying that those pledges vwtll file -with them. _ MALARIA I T ! •OnttSHr Tk>( 1» Not U« TtnHli P«nom with a susceptibility to mt Viarlal Influences should beware of cof ifee, which hat a tendency to load up \the liver with bile. A lady writes from Denver that sbe ►suiJered, for years from chillis and fe »ver which at last she learned were unatnly produced by the coffee she <4sack. 'T was also grievously afflicted with headaches and Indigestion," she says, -“which 1 became satisfied were llke wl»e largely dne to the coffee 1 drank. Blx months ago 1 quit It* use alto gether and began to drink I’ostum Food Coffee, with tne gratifying result that my headaches have disappeared, my digestion has been restored and 1 have not had a recurrence of chills and fever, for more than three niouths. I have no doubt that It was I’ostum that brought ine this relief, for 1 have nsed no medicine while this Improve ment has been going on.” (It was really relief from congestion of the liver caused by coffee.) "My daughter has been as great a coffee drinker as I, and for years was afflicted with terrible sick headaches, which often lasted for a week at a time. She Is a brain worker aud ex cessive application, together with the beadatbes, began to affect her mem ory most seriously. She found no help In medicines and the doctor frankly advised her to quit coffee and «se Postum. "For morji than four months sbe has not had a Headache—her mental fac ulties have grown more active and vig orous aud her memory has Loeu re stored. ( “No more tea, coffee or drugs for us, so long as we can get Postum.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, hitch. There's a reason. Bead tho little Book. "Tho Road WOlivia*.” la pkga. THE MASTER OF APPLEBY S —— :....:..r= By FrMicii Lynda. ■■■■■• ■ <' f^AAa-iAAAA^AAAAAAAAAAAA ^ A ^ A/> A ■». A ■.■ A A A A A A A * A A A » ! CHAPTER XLIX.—Continued. Hearing his master's call, the gray pricked his ears and came obediently, with the sorrel tagging at his heels. A moment later, when the up-coming •troop was hidden by a turn in the avenue, we had, the pair of them in the hall with tlie door shut and barred be hind them. “So far, so good,” quoth Dick. Then to the old black, who had stood by* saucer-eyed and speechless, the while: “Anthony, do you be as big a numb skull as you were born to be, and hold these redcoat gentlemen In palaver till we can win out at the back. The old majordotno nodded his good will, but now my slow wit came in play. “We've done it now,” said I. “The horses will go out us they came in or not at all. Had you forgotten the stair at the back?” Judge for yourselves, my dears, if this were the time, place or crisis for a man to lling himself upon the hall settle, grip his ribs and laugh like any lack-wit. Yet this is what Richard Jennifer did. It was in the very midst of his gust of ill-timed merriment, while the horses were nosing niftly at their strange sur roundings, and the hoof strokes of the redcoat troop could be plainly heard on the gravel of the avenue, that I chanced to lift my eyes to the stair. There, looking down upon us with speechless astonishment In the blue gray eyes, stood our dear lady. Another instant and she was with us, stamping her foot and crying: "Mon Dieu! whaj is this? Are you gone mad, both of you?’’ Dick’s answer was another burst of laughter, loud enough, you would think, to be heard by those beyond the door. "Behold four witless brute beasts, .Mistress Madge—two horses and two asses,” he said. And then to old An thony: “Open the door, Tony, and in vite the gentlemen In.” But Margery was before him. Ah, my dears, a man's wit Is like a match lock, fizzing and sputtering its way noisily to find the powder whilst the enemy hath time to ride up and saber the musketeer; but a woman's Is like the spark In a tinder box—a quick snip of flint and steel and you have your Are. In a flash my lady had torn down the heavy curtains from an Inner doorway and was carpeting a horse path for us to the rear. ''Quick!” she cried; "lead: them gent ly. for the love of heaven!" She went before us, padding the way with whatever came first to hand, rugs, curtains, table coverings, and I. know not what besides; and by the tiiraa’tlhe British troopers were hammering at the outer door, we were deep within the dot mansion and had made shift to drag the unwilling horses by one and' two- ! step descents to a room half under and f half out of ground, which served as- a sort of ante-dungeon to the wine cel- 1 lar. Here I thought we might he smh for the moment, but not so my lady. Call ing Dick to help, her—In. all the- filer* ! haste of It I marked that: she called Vo Dick and not to me—she unlocked and opened the door to the wine vault, and In a trice we two and! the luckless horses were safely Jailed In pitchy darkness, with the stout oaken door 1 slammed behind us, the bolt shot: In the-! lock, and the key withdrawn, as, w* » could see by the spot of light which ! came through the keyhole. Richard was the first to break bite- ;i grave-like silence of our dungeon, “Lord!” said he; “did: ever you, see such sharp, wit work In all your ad ventures? What a soldier's wife- stra-'d make!” I smiled at that, being safe to. smile In the darkness. For was she not a soldier's wife? I hugged that sa.yEng as we cling, to the thing that is slipping from u». True, I was here to gjlw* her freely over to another and a better soldier; bat while she was mine- n would claim her,, in my heart, at least. The excitement of the narrow escape Bomewhat overpast, we sat Ion* on the edge of a wine btaa. speculating in whis pers ps to what would befall, and lis tening vainly tor'the footsteps, which would forecast our release or our cap ture by the enemy. But when no rounds, threatening or encouraging, came from the upperworld, we groped about till we found the cellar candle, lighted It with flint and steel and tin der-box, and took a survey af our jail. 'Twas the same old cavernous wine vault of my youthful remembrance, such an one as has not Its mate in all Carolina to this good day. as I firmly believe. My father's lhobby was to build for all eternity; and this stone- j! arched cellarage was more like a ea- 'J thedral crypt than a store room for a jj country gentleman's table stock of wines. Dick held the candle aloft and •canned the bottle racks, none so great ly depleted as they might have heen, had any hand but that, close, fisted one of Gilbert Stair s taken the key In charge after my father. "There Is no lack of potables," says my candle bearer, "but, 'unhappily, there Is never so much as a dry crust to soak In them. And. as for the horses. I'll venture they’d give It all, pint for pint, for a good feeding of oats.” "Truly," said I; and then we fell to stripping the straw casings from the bottles of madetra to give the poor beasts a feed of rye-stalks which *had gro.wn hnd ripened their grain many a year before either the sorrel or the gray was foaled. Having no time measure save our own patience, It seemed a weary while before we heard the key rasping In the lock of our prison doot\ “ 'Tie Madge/’ said Dick, with a true lover's gift of second sight; and 'twas he who went to help her swing the thick-slabbed .pak. WJaai passed l^twejn them I did not lietir, nor want to hear. But when the door was swung to and locked again I knew we were n6i free fo go abroad. Richard came back to me in the Inner vault bearing gifts; the better part of a boiled ham, with bread to match, a jug of water from the well, and more candles. "We are not to starve, but that is our best news, thus far,” he said. ”Of all the houses on our side of the river, Lord Cornwallis must needs pitch upon this manor of App'.eby for his rallying headquarters. Madge can not guess when he and the army will be gone, and she is frightened stiff for our sakes." This was sober news. Indeed, but we could do naught but make the best of It. As for me. I was most anxious to know if the good priest were at Ap p'.eby, and what of my chance for see ing him; but of thts I could aay no word to Richard. So, when we had done full justice tc my lady’s bounty, we stowed the horses In the deepest of the vaults and stripped more of the bottle coverings for them. But having only the Juf ol water, we could do no more than swab their mouths out with a wetted kerchief in lieu of giving them a drink. When all was done we sat ourselves down to wait as we must: and when the silence and solitude had wrought their perfect work, we fell to talking in low tones to match the place and circum stance; and I do think in those quiet hours, walled in as we were from all the disturbments of the outer world, we came closer than we had come for many months. And while we sat and talked the long day wore on to evening and a storm came on, as we could determine, though no otherwise than a muffled rolling of the thunder which, since we could not see the lightning nor hear the rain, we took at first for the booming of dis tant cannon. I cannot tell you all we spoke of in that day-long immurement. There was some talk of the great struggle for in dependence, now, though we knew it not, drawing near to its close; and there was much of reminiscence-, hark In back to the exciting and tragic scenes in which we two had hud our entrances and our exits. Also there was some talk of the great struggle for in dependence, now, though we knew it tot, drawing near to its close; and, there was much of reminiscence, harking back to the exciting and tragic scenes In which we two had had our entrances and our exits. Also there was a trib ute paid to the memory of our true aid friend and trusted comrade in avms, Ephraim Yeates, so lately gone to his awn place. It was at this time I learned of the- old man’s gifts and pe culiarities I have hereinbefore set iown; for Richard had known him long and well. From speakin® of old Ephraim and' ■tis sudden taking-off we came to things more nearly presemt. and at length Dick would lay a finger gently upon the mystery in which, he was as yet walk ng as one bllindlfolded. ’’ 'Tis not a shameful thing: don’t fell me it is that, Jselte,” he would say; and’ 1 gave him speedy assurance upon that lead. “No, ’tis never shameful; so much II may lay an oath “Yet you said once—In that black light when I went mad and would have tilled you—that your life lay between Madge and me." “So it did—and! ilVws. And God will icar me witness-; d-rar lad, that I have worn that life upon mny sleeve." “Nay," he said, very gently: “you seed not go so high for a witness; have I 1 not seen?" We fell silent upon- that, and there, in | the candle-yellowed' gloom of our dun geon harbor. I fought the fellest battle j d my life; fought fit and won it, too, J my dears, once and tor all. There was 1 a cold sweat on my, brow when I l e- j fan in low tones't-o ttell him the story >f that fateful night' ilm June. At lisinr forty 'tis no light tilting to lose a friend—nay. to turn a friend's love into' scorn and loathlhg umwf 1 itter hatred. j He heard me through without a word: ind at the end! whirrs f looked to see him spiing up-and 'aid :ne draw and >• him ha ve lis. poor chance Ion 1 satisfaction, he. still sat motionless, winking and stating -itt the glutterlna candle. And when he spoke '{was with I a quivering of the li®» that was not off' anger. "Dear God, no-Hsiua tis I who staustl in the way." •'No; for shelbvtw you, liiehard. aw dearly as she hates isw. And 'tis not ho I hopeless now, eiste 1 tad never screuterflij together the courage* «o tell you all thtth; j She has at lash consented to th<i- J church's undolhg, of the inconi pietB* J marriage—’twas titij* she wrote me ' about when «■ vnwre at the Cowp-jem, i and ’twas her latSMo that set me upnm , going to Winnsboooogh to see tit«* priest. I miseed; kSm there, as yyath know; but 1 ami hare now by herrowta appointment ttn meet him lm tbeir father's house” He shook hl»- haod slowly. "Wbrufve killed, tthe hopedtn me. Jack. I donthitak you are all at saa;; 'Us you she lou««— not me.” I c<»ld affontll ttw smile at thati. "If you couliS see how she haw wer gonie about tp< prove that she-did! not love me. you. would rest easy, on; that scor.s, dear la/il” Bat he would! only shake tie head qg/uin. ”■ Twas ten save your life silo- /trade in oni us that 'jwmtng under tfia- oaks in tine glade.” “ ’Twas a. womanly horror of a duel amd bloods**/!. more belike." satd I. “But slue has saved youtn Ulflb Ihrlee ■since., there, as you confess." | “Yes; ftrom a strained sense of wifely i duty, as. she took good caxe to tell me." “None the less—ah, Jtwk, you do not know Iwr as I do; she w/eul/l never have consented to stand before the priest with you hud there nod been something warmer than hatred La, her heart." " 'Twas a hitter necessity, fairly /forces! upon her. Tell me; had there been a spark of Love for me In her heart, would she have treated me as the dust beneath her feet on that long in faring from the. western ‘mountains? She never spoke a word to me, Dick, in all those weeks.” “Which may prove no more than that you said or did something to cut her to the quick. ‘Twould be well In your way, Jack. She Is as sensitive as she should be. and you are blunter than I —which Is the worst I could say of you.” “No. no; you are far beside the mark. You forget that the breaking of the marriage is of her proposing—at least, I should say I only hinted at It.” “There may be two sides to that, as well. Have you ever told her that you love her, Jack?” "Surely not; I have been all kinds of a poltroon In this matter, as I have con fessed, but this one thing I have not done,” “Well,” said he, speaking slowly, as or.e who thinks the path out word by word, "what If she believes tis you who want your freedom? What If you have made her that bitterest thing ’ in all the world—a woman scorned?” "I would not listen to him more. 1 "This Is all the merest folly. Rich ard, as I will prove to you beyond the ' question of,a doubt. Do you mind that 1 little interval in the Cherokees' torture 1 play when they come to bind us afresh 1 for the burning?" 1 "I mind no more of that liorror-nlght 1 than I can help." ! "Well. In that hour, when death was ■ waiting for all three of us, she wrote a little farewell not to the man she 5 loved. ‘Twas for you, Dick, but her In f dlan messenger blundered and gave It 5 to me." He got upon his feet at that and be - gan to pace slowly back and forth un » der the gloomy archings. But ere long he paused to grasp and 3 wring my hand moat lovingly, saying, s “Who am 1, Jack, to buy my happiness I at such a price?” ■ "Nay, lad; ‘tla neither you nor I who t should figure greatly In ths matter; ’tia f >ur dear Udy. She nyi»»t e'en. »w»v(e what ahe long* for, If jrei*, or I, Ot bistn >f us, should have to go above stairs .nd put our eureka Into rwy Lord Corn wallis' noose.” "Now, by heaven, Jack Ireton, ’ISs you who are the true lover tied the gen tleman; and X am naught bed a selfish hurl with my face in my own trench er!” he burst out, wringing ray hand yet again. •* ’Tis as you say; yet X will not be driven from this; tut aught you have told me to prove it otherwise, Madge has yet to choose between us, tnd she shall have that choice, fairly -ind squarely, and knowing that you ove her, before we three go Apart .gain.” I smlied and tried hard to keep the heart-soreness out of my reply. "As for that, my lad, I have had ny stirrup-cup long since and have drain ed it to the dregs with a wry face, as -in old man must when a young mso -irews for him. But if the priest—” Jennifer had resumed ills pacing sen try beat, and at this Juncture a most singular thing happened. Though we were sealed In, as I have said, from .ill the outer world with no crack nor ranny for u peephole, a blinding flash if lightning, blue and ghastly, came suddenly to fill the- whole cellar with its vivid glare. "Good Lord!” sajw-Richard, clapptng his hands to his eyas; "where did that come from?” I was wholly at a loss for a mo ment. Then I remembered that there was, or had been In my boyhood days, a narrow, lron-barrod window in the farther end of the wine-cellar, opening beneath that other window of the great I south room where I had climbed to ! spy upon the conspirators- on the night j of Captain John Stuart’* visit to Ap- | pleby. So It chanced that when an- ; other flash came I was looking straight ! over Dick’s head at the- place in tho farther arching of the vault where the little window should be. The momentary glare„^hovi«d me the low square of the window oturning, and framed for a flitting instant therein a fact of most devilish malignity peer ing in upon me with foxyy-flecce eyes; the face, to wit, of Gilbert Stair’s lawyer-factor. Ira a twinkling the vision wan gone, and. in dll* space between therffttrsh and tthe- crash, there was a sound! as of a wooiiem. shutter slamming ini place. Dick, lusard the noise wlthou.ii knowing the- cause- of it, being so far, beneath tihs- wtiradtow as to see nothing; but the lightning, of the glare. "UTbsUj was that?” he demanded, when; tlte- thunder gave him leave; “ 'TW-as- our trapper clapping the shutter uiv. the window over youji head,” said X. "He-was looking In to-eeail wa were ripe Unr hanging.” " 'T.l» noitisne for riddles; wheat, mean you?”' "I moan, MSat we shall have -a. fll* of ► eelcoals- dawn upon us as soon ate aver Mr. Owen JVngarvln can giro the alarm.” "Ohoi” snii4 Dick; and then hoepuiled his sword. Lrom its scabbard,, and I -iould see tin* battle veins swelling in I his forehead. "They can hang me when 1 am. too, dead to cut anduthmist moi e—not. sooner.” I got. n.o- up and went to finrli the sword which i trad laid aside lit- the horse-bailing,. "Twas a poor blank?— or.e of our.- captures at the Cowpans; and when. L '.Kiatd its temper snapped, in uiy hand- I "Never -nimil,.”' said 1; "give ma the ; broadsword, scabbaiu and £ will ulay 1 it as a ci:«kgpl„ ’tin long enough andifrall heavy enough;’-' He laughed, and clapped me on, the ! shoulder, «av«ai:fiog out his love for. me - us If I bis 1 said something moving. ' •you are,-ovary Inch a soldier, J.uik; ; you would, put heart into a worse craven than I. am ever likely to; he.” \ And he im-sedi She Iron scabbard and gave it rap. Now ensued, a most painful tlmo- of waiting and. listening for the tram pi of our takers. We posted us near the door, a little be» the side, so that Us inuwlng might, not catch us; anrl. so, bracing for. ths- onset, we waited, till the stralti of suspense grew so great that we.- both, started like frightened children,. when tlnally the key., was thrust lato the- Lock and the bolt, shot back. But when tb.* heavy door gave In ward, as at hh» pushing of a weals or timid band, we saw our dear- lady standlngln th* half gloom of the- e-ute dungeoa, breathless and trembling; with excitement. "Come!” she panted; “come,-quickly —there?is not an instant to spjtrcv The factor has txetrayed you; he will bo here directly with the dragoons!" I cut. In swiftly. "He has. not seen Dick; does he know we are both hiere?” She -had on* hand on her heart, ta still Its tumultuous beating, and, th* other held behind her, and she could; scarce speak, more for her eagernesa* bo have us out and away. "Kp; it was you he saw.; aad my father heard Colonel Tarleton. give the order. Lieutenant Tybee lp- tt» take a file of his. troopers and hang, without gfaiie the man he will And, Adding in thte wine cellar; those war/e his very weeds. (%, merciful heav-eni. will you never stir?” Richard gave a low whlaUV. (Continued Next W«k > *Vhy Foam la WHitt*. The question as to why all foam is white la not an easy on* to understand; but the fact Is that foam. H* always white, whatever may be the colon off the liquid Itself. The froth produced, on a bottle of the blackest ink Is and would be perfectly so were li not tinged to a certain extent by particles of the liquid which the bubbles holdl La mechanical sus pension. As to the cause of tbits whiteness, it is. sufficient to say that tt is due to the> large number of reflecting surfaces, formed by the foam* for It is these sur faces, which, by reflecting the light, prcv duee upon our eyea the Impression of white. If we remember that all bodies owe their colors to the rays of light which they cannot absorb* and ail bodies wW*h ■ reflect all the light they receive, without absorbing any. appear perfectly white, j we shall be prepared to understand how ! the multitude of reflecting surfaces formed by the foam, and which do not j absorb any light, must necessarily give the froth a white appearance. It Is for i the same reason that any very fine pbw 1 tied appears white, even the blackest mar ] ble, when ground to dust, losing every ! trace of its original color. Hair and Health. ' Most people dread baldness; hence, says ! Victor Smith in the New York Press, the world is full of hair restorers and wigmak ers. The rule Is, once a wig always a wig. It is a mistake for a man to begin wear ing one out of vanity at an early age, because he will never have sufficient cour age to leave it ofT after 40. Football play ers lose not a little of their physical ! strength while their hair Is growing into I the familiar mops. It is possible that Im portant games have been lost by this cus tom. All of us know that some children become thin and weak when their hair is allowed to grow long, and immediately re cover health wjten It is clipped. Physl clans remove the hair in certain fevei I to save the lives of their patient* lie i an lmptoua man who pictures Ood with bald head and a long white beard. NATION ON THE VERGE OF AN ELECTRIC EPOCH World Will Soon See Direct Process of Power From Coal, Says Edison. MEED NOT CARRY COAL Horses Will Became Obsolete in Fu ture—Power i» Future Wilf Be Cheaply Transmitted by Wire. New Yoih; special: In- the- oplniom of rhonr s A. Edison, wonders are yet to be unfolded: in the world of electricity. 'We are groping on the verge of an other great epoch in the world's his 5*>ry,” he said in an interview at his 'aboratory in- West Orange, N. J. “It would not surprise me-any meaning to wake up and learn that somervne, some group of 300.0H& scientiffe men. who are Invest (gating ill over the aproap, has seized upon tho* secret off electricity by direct process and begutr another prac tical revolution hi human affairs. “It can be done; it will, be- dome. I exjtect to see it before I die. Abolish Coal Carrying,. “TEie first great change in the- pro duction of electricity will abolish car ry-big coal for that purpose;’’ he said. “Instead of digging gross-1 material out of the earth, loading it on cars and carrying it, say 50® miles, 131 are to- put it under a boiler and bum; and so- get power, we shall set up plants at the mouths of mines, generate power there and' transmit it wherever- if is needed by - he- topper wire. “It; iis preposterous- to keep on put ting cotrl mines on wheels, fit iis too clumsy. It is too costly. There is- no necessity for it. It is easier to carry molutButor vibration b|y millions of waves- a second than freight cars tilt's of crude- matter. We-can ship; 100,00G> horsepower over the wire quicker and1 more* economically than we- can send! the equivalent in coal oyer1 a1 railroad! track!. Eliminate the Ratifoard! “We-must eliminate the; rallhsad ab together fironi this problem. What's the use of ft? We don’t v*atiticoali any how. It: discs us no good-'to look at1 it. What1 we -want is the resultant’of the utmost' energy that can be-- produced'. And there is no sense in carrying" around-' millions of tons of raw ma terial. like- coal when w«>-can got- a product: dkilirered to u-i by- wife. "Everytttintg points to the fact hat1 in the-- near futre electricity- will’ be, produced’ titr genera! consumpticnr by great ptwwnfiouses at the moutihr of coalpits? That is the logicat'anri’ com mon sewti outcome of present events. "Now lb-f- (ruth is. that 'if' will' cost1 a third k sn---’-e transport electrical new er by witr-'tfflwn to carry it’in the-form of coal iir railroad cars. Assume the price of * re/iai lo b“ $1 at:’the maruth of the mitts* and assume ch'e freight to be Ji.-Oli.1. Now. we can- turn coal into c he errt-itty at the minf;*-asrd convey it by wife jj-jr. I.-J5J, than halfArf'the-crmt of the f r'e; -r-'1 l:a re - cf coni. A’v. zy with Horsaar. “El»ctIK ii® will' take the pR-crr ot hers's. lit will solve the vehicle and f-affi:- proHUtms of cities.; My neu - l-ctric sttn-uge battery itself will make t leetricltfjyqfbeaper. than hordes. Ilv the spring wc will be ready to ’tarnish new batterless.only will the-vrtake Hair the space of horse traffic, httti they will go twice ce1 fast. They cane be starred1 on upper lflrwrs by means of elevators; The saving-Off stable space ta-Nfew YTjrk will cov’err.al least $200,000,00-0'worett of property}-. "Not ouitly will electric power be-de veloped amt1 distributed from coai rmhess in the fOtur-e. but all the waterpower ih. the world! eiil be used foorthe prcMbin tion of rlfc>rtineity. That iwranenti Hasr begun a-ftdl Is advancing:-rapldlly. Ih California,, where men have nerve enough ttr svercome hafcW,-. they, are transrritttingr electric po-.wr- 2T5' miles by wire led running stoeett caret and) lighting oiMes by it. That-ift-ttte sort: of spirit chat will wake the worrtti up one of tlmse days. I wish that: spirit in California would spread' aueny wherec'” • Americans Brag Well. Hfrmt the Washington? Stair. "Freeh B. Smith, the YY M. O.' A. wonkretr. who haw swat returned tfgom a? trip around the wcmKJI and who remained lid ’Whelrtat* t.qn sownial days last. week, tellls a? good story off Australia. Bo flora hge started1,, be told a? fftiiend of his preposeditritpandi sk*M thatilta planned to vlaift Australtte laet. “ Tlhrso's good,' remarked: tit* flstesnd. ‘BeeauiN? an American alwctjv* twall* at home' tltere.’ “ flits'(traveler met a»iother»frt»;idl In? TEng landi and tjld of hi* prospeeiiiuw vtwS: to Av.pdEsJIa. "'"ff**. that's was.- tha aumanent. 'Am American alv mys fee*.* aiti lbow In ■ Australia.' “Meeting anotherc friendifrmtn tittte coun trgr to India, he started that ie intended to -v-tfriih Australia anil then go, home. “■ When you goh to AusttrailBi,. you will ffl*S as if you wera at home;." nenaarked the intend. “ “Why Is it that Australia 1» so much ’like America, as tvery one-cell!* meT asked Mr Smith. Thejfrlend thaagMt a moment, rubbed his ham's together- briskly, and re spited : " 'Well, they brag down? ttbere Just the same as we do ti America*' “ Scandal in Part Huron. The late “led” Spa&Birag of Michigan who weighed, 530 poumlb ajnd stood 6 feet 6 Inches In hi* socks, vivas one of the best Jokers in th?t state. He had a brother-in law In poiit'Jts, whom he did not like very well and oitute vigorously opposed his can didacy for mayor OiJ Port Huron. Mich One day while the campaign was it Its [ height th?e. ministers, of the city held a { meeting to decide which candidate tc ■ support. Jed hapenrd to meet oni> of the ! pastors ?sn the way to the meeting. This j preacher was an Aged Scotchman ant ■ somewhat hard of hearing. He totfd Spald, ! Ing that he would do all he covalid to pro* j vent the brother-in-law's indorsement ana ! asked for a pointer or two for a speeci j Spalding, ever ready for a Joke, saw Wi ! chance, and, palling the yi?*;!or asiple j shc?tt:ed tn his ear: I “My brother-in-law is Hiding with an other man's sister.” I “You don’t tell me," the pastor said and he hurried off to the meeting to s*»rea< the news among the raiiiiiiisters. He go the platform immedio t-ety and said: "The democratic candidate is a mos wicked wretch. He 1* living with anothe man's sister. 1 have the word of hi brother-in-law, Jed Spalding, for it." Immediately the meeting was In an up roar. The mention of Jed Spalding wa enough. The laughter became tumultous but the pastor didn't notice the mlstaV ho had made until told that Jed Spaldlw hUr.self was the “other man," The Baptist women of the world ar supporting 300 missionaries. In many parts of the Alps girl* wea trousers when coasting. t'affefria by Itfgif. From' Everybody's Magafffltf. tiow comet the phonopostal, which' re-ords and reproduces the Voice on a post'll card-shaped piece of pasteboard. A common photograph make# the rec- ' ord With a sapphire-pointed stylus. This graves deeply an easily spread, Impressionable material, called '"sonor lne,” on the surface of the card1. The sounds are written spirally, beginning at the edge and continuing in a nar rowing curve which ends in it little elr-' cle no bigger than a lucent piece. "Son* orine” is healthy enough to survive rough usage in the malls. A "phor.>» eard"—how palckly language grows in these days!—will holcf,. say, eighty words. It Is expected to take the place iff the illustrated postal card, which is* >ecomlng too ancient foi> this highly rnsdern world. London Publisher on Reporters' Morals From The World Today. A# one of the younger men engaged In ttee making of newspapers, I arnygp very willing that ouir present dfey wareslg^ should be compared with those thaty went before. I came into the businestr at the end of the Bohemian era. Today, alcoholiiWm is as ran* in Fleet street as It. is in any other professional quarter. No perswn who spends his leisure In a pothouse could maintain his place amidst tJVe strain and' stress of ti e pro duction off a dally newspaper. The journalist of today is as often r.s- not a journalist tout court. He is not an unsuccessful barristerf and he has not adopted journalism aa a mean# to some other occupation. The prizes may not be as- groat as they are In oner or two instances at the ban, but they are Infinitely mv/re numerous. The social position ls-as good as that of any other working profession. The brain equip* ment must' needs be as complete. OOW’T DESP/Vm. Read the Dwrience of ’a Minnesota* Womwm and Take Heart. If your biauk aches, a ad you teeb lick, languid/7reak and mlwerable day)* a rier aayj floa t wor* ry. Doan’s Kidney? Pills have cured! thousands*©? wo men a in the same condi tion. Mr>si A. Hei man of Stillwater,. Minn., says: “Butt for Doan?fr Kidney Pills I wonSd not be ■ living nowt They cured me‘ In 1899 I’ve been well since. -» uocu iu uttw• mu pa i u iu hMij uaua. that once I faiuitttd. The kidney secre i tions were much,disordered, rod I, was - so far gone that I was thought to be | at death’s door: Since Doan * Kidney i Pills cured me*-Ii feel as if I itod been : pulled back from, the tomb.” Sold by all dde'iiers. 50 cent* a box. ; Fostcr-llilburn Buffalo, IS. Y. -— -- s Unappreciative. Mrs. Newage—A.-California girl ts learn Uig tilacksni:things Wliat do you-think of i Mat? ■ § Woman Hater—Fprs-sume she hos pretty 3 arms. | BOY’S TKEgfflLE ECZIMA. ffoath and Eyes.,Severed wit’i Crusts ’ —Hands Pinned Down—Miracu lous Cure by, Cuticura “When my little boy was sir:,<months Sid, he had eczema. The sores- extend »d so quickly ,, over the wbcJe body 3hat we at one* called in th-> doctor. We then went,to, another doctor, but ike could not hell), him, and ln» our de spair we went to, a third one. Matters became so bad. that be had. regular , boles in his cheeks* large enough to put ; a finger Into. The food had to be gir I an with a spoon* for his mcsuth was | covered with .coasts as thick as a fln | ger, and whenever he opened the j mouth they began to bleed and sup purate, as did,, also his eyesw Hands, arms, chest and back, in short the' whole body,, was covered over and .ever. We had,;*»rest by dajgor night. Whenever her was laid in hi* bed, we: had to pin hi* hands down;, otherwise he would sernfich his facq,.and make-, an open son* 1 think his-face must have itched , must tearfully.: “We finally thought nothing could, help, and I i had made up -ray mind to. send my wlfib with the child to Eu->" tope, hoping, that the sea, air mighti cure him, otterwise he w,tw to be puti under good, medical care, there. But,, Lord be bloused, matters-came differr cntly, and: we soon saw. ai miracle. A), friend off ours spoke about Cuticura,. We mad* a, trial with (luticura Soap,. Ointment! as>d Besolveatt and within** ten day* or two week* we • noticed! a, decided! improvement. JQset as quick!IF* as the sickness had ftqg>eared it aikKM.y Kn*vnn In. Aioonnnnr Ofhkl tviHlIn ffilh weeks- tft* child was. absolutely welt,. and his- skin was smaeftb and white- a*^ nevon before. F. liiahirath, President! of tlio- C. L. HohraOb Company, Mian ufactusers of Silk BSbbous, 4 to> 20t Kink, Alley, South, Bethlehem,. Pa., _ Juna- A. 1905.” Willing to> Change. Mrs. De Fadd—Tfhj latest fashhm. la to , r.av.te she piano builtulmto the wall. Httr. De Fadd—w easily—Well, thist/s »en tlbtte. Let's wall up ours. Catarrh Cannot Be Gjwced With LOCAL AP91LICATIONS. 3*. they eau wr reach the s*at’ of the disease. Catarrh SB a blood or cuustttutlonal disease. and In order to cure Isyoii must take internal rem edies. Hall's Tntairrh Cure Is. token Inter® oily, and actsdjrcerlv ou tbe nlood and m«< -ous surfaces; Hair’s Catar.-tti Cere Is not ii quack medrto*. It was pv.ascribed by one, of the best physicians In ahls. country fo* years and B a. regular prescription. It 1® i composed mtr the best tonic* known, cor®' blued wit* oh* best blooil purifiers .acting directly rat. the mucous surfaces. The per fect comEHu-atton of the two Ingredients 1® what piouiueeo such woiitlerfnl results 1® curing Ultarrh. P»nd far testlmonlala, fr®«. F. J. CB'SNBl* A CO.. Props.,.-Toledo. O. Sold tty Druggists, price T5c." Take Hall’s Family Pill® for coustipatle®. I -— Source of Supply, Medical Student—Doctor what do t you think of-Christian Science? ■ 1 Asylum Doctor—I think it’s all right;1 i why. wc dr-rive fully two-thirds or our patients from them. ) Robbed In Church. • dust think what an outrage It Is to 1 be robbed of all the benefits of tho 1 services by continuous coughing throughout the congregation, wbe* s Antl-Uriplne is guaranteed to cure. Sold everywhere, 25 cent®. F. W. Die . mer, M. D„ Manufacturer. Sprint* flow. Mo.