Harrison press-journal. (Harrison, Nebraska) 1899-1905, November 05, 1903, Image 5

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ff fcORGE SCHUYLER belonged
IVTl fo an old New York family.
Helen Ganzevoort also belonged
lo an old New York family. George's
branch of the Schuyler family was
poor. Helen s branch of the CanKe
vaort family waa rich.
The parent of both these young peo
pU had been the staunchest kind of
friends since they had been old enough
a know what friendship meant and
friends had the ancestors beeu for geu
ration back to the time of the stump
legged Peter. George Schuyler was
Ave years older than Helen Ganze
Toort. There win enough of the same
Dutch Idea left in George to make him
duti.'ul son as there was enough
f the same Dutch in Helen to make
her a dutiful daughter, George Schuy
ler had been brought up to Ix-lieve
that one day he must marry Helen
Ganzevoort and Helen Ganzevoort
had been brought up to believe that
one day she must marry George
The Schuylers were not rich, as has
keen said, and when (ieorge was 10,
Instead of being sent to college he
was shipped west, to see If he could
pick up a fortune. Helen was at that
tiaae II years old, and she did not
feel keenly at all the parting with her
prospective husband, and It must be
confessed that George didn't shed
many tears when he said good -by to
this plain little girl with her hair In
George Schuyler went to San Fran
cisco, and there in the course of nine
ears he did manage to pick up what
the farmer calls a "tidy bit of money."
George went east twice during his San
Francisco stay, but both times Helen
Ganzevoort was abroad. They wrote
. or mmm
to each other once every three months,
and while there wasn't a line of affec
tion In the letters on either side, there
was enough In tbem to show that each
felt that the old marriage arrange
ment made by the parents still stood.
George Schuyler was 25 years old.
His income now was large enough to
justify blm in marrying, and in feel
ing that be wouldn't have to go to the
bureau drawer every morning to find
his wife's purse. George was going
back to take a bride that he hadn't
Men in nine years, and it's just barely
possible that he didn't feel overly com
fortable at the prospect. As a mat
ter of fact, Ueorge Schuyler liked
bachelorhood. No woman ever as yet
had stirred his puis. His gun and his
rod were more to him than all the
women in the world. Hut George bad
been getting letters from his aged
parents, who said that it was time he
came east and went to wooing in earn
est He wrote that be would start
In a week, but that on his way be
was to stop for a few days' fishing
with an old friend on the Beaverkill,
that ideal trout stream which tumbles
down the southern slope of the Cats
kill on Its way to Delaware.
George Schuyler took his fly book
and bis split Immboo rod on the first
morning after, bis arrival at his
friend's wilderness lodge and started
out to whip the tfream for the
speckled beauties. He was in wading
boots hip high, ami down the tit ream
he went, dropping his "coachman" lure
to tlui surface of every pool where
It looked as though a trout might lurk.
Luck was only fair and the sun was
getting high. . Trout don't like the
glare of the midday sun and they keep
away from the surface, no matter how
tempting the morsel offered for con
sumption. George Schuyler was think
ing about, reeling in and going back
to the lodge, when suddenly at a place
where the Beaverskill broadened he
saw a country girl, in a calico dress
and sunltonnet. sitting at the water's
edge. She was listening to the song
of a brown thrasher that, tilting on a
low tree top, was pouring forth Its
medley for the benefit of his sunboti
neted friend.
George Schuyler stopped tn mld
atreaui. lie did not wish to disturb
the bird's solo, upon which the listen
ing girl seemed so intent. He stopped,
bat slipiK on a ronnd stone and
plashed the water, which was calm
and still just there. The thrasher went
Into the thicket like a flash and the
girl turned her bead just as quickly.
George Schuyler saw a face under
the shadow of the huge country bon
Bt that was much more than pretty
M4 which had in It that which men
rightly calf character. George's flah
map's cap was off In as taatant.
Good morn.ags" are allowable la the
WJfeirruraw wimivui in iiwm vi
m litradr.'ttoa. .
"L am just about to stop fishing and
go back to the lodge of my friend,
Mr. Payson. Can y u tell me if there
is a shorter putb than the stream it
self?" The girl nodded brlghUy. "Yes,"
she said, "you can take the trail
through the tamaracks. It begins just
here." Then the girl turned her at
tention once more to the brown thrash
er, who gave symptoms of being will
ing to start his solo once more.
Schuyler thanked the girl courteous
ly aud after reeling in bis line started
along ...the ..trail Indicated; When he
reached his friend James Payson's
lodge the first thing he said was: "Jim,
in the name of all that's lovely, who
is your sunbonneted neighbor with a
voice like a bubbling spring and- eyes
like those of the girls in old Her
rick's poems?"
Jim Payson laughed. "You must
have run across old Cheney's daughter.
He has 400 or 500 rocky acres with a
little house on them. Mary is his only
daughter, and he put her through Vas
sar and made quite a lady of her. She
is a beauty and no mistake. Hit you
first time, eh, old man?"
Schuyler colored a little and said:
"Well, not exactly hit, Jim. I must
not be hit, you know, but the girl is
attractive and no mistake."
That evening Jim Payson asked his
guest if he wouldn't like to go over
and call on old Cheney. There was no
hesitancy in falling in with the pro
posal. They found old Cheney on the
porch smoking his pipe. He was a
white-haired old fellow of the farmer
type, and while he admitted it was
hard wringing crops from the stony
Catskill slope, yet he said he wouldn't
give up his mountainside with its air
and scenery for the best valley land on
the continent. Then George Schuyler
net Mary Cheney. James Payson did
the Introducing. Schuyler found his
mountain flower all that he had ex
pected from the glimpse that he had
caught of Its beauty in the morning.
The girl was refinement itself, and as
Schuyler looki-d at the old fellow
sitting In the porch eonr-r puffing
contentedly at his -urii-oh pipe he
wondered how this sip could have
come from such a parent stem.
Well, It's belter in make it short,
George bchuyler nay. d a week and
then lingered for two more. He wrote
to New York that he was enjoying the
iishing. So he was for ahum an hour
every morning. One day he brought
himself up with a round torn. He
thought of -his duty to Helen Gauze
voort He knew in bis heart that i.e loved
this girl of the mountainside who Lad
a voice like one of the veeries that
sing every day at sunset.
That night he went to Mary Cheney
and told ber aJL He knew somehow
that the girl had grown ro love him
as he had grown to love her. They
stood on the porch looking down onto
the far-off valley. It was twilight and
the veeries and the vesper sparrows
were singing everywhere. He told
nor of Ills childhood engagement to
Helen Ganzevoort. "I have not seen
her since she was 11 years old," he
said. "She cares nothing for me; she
cannot She doesn't even know me.
The whole thing wag a bit of parental
foolishness, but nevertheless there is
the question of my duty. I shall leave
for New Tori; the day after to-morrow.
I will see Helen, and upon what she
says and does depends all. I may
have done wrong. Mary, in lingering
here, but I loved yon, and let that
fact plead for me." He left her stand
ing there. Just as the last bird voices
of the day were hushed and the whip
poorwlll took up his nightly chant.
Two days later George Bebuyler
stood In a Fifth avenue drawing-room
waiting for the coming of Helen
Ganzevoort. The lights were bright
On the wall hung a picture of Helen
as be had last known her niue years
before as a child. The eyes seemed
to look at him reproachfully.
There was a light step behind him.
He turned quickly. For a moment
he felt frozen, then the blood went
through him like a torrent. In front
of him in evening dress stood the girl
whom but 48 hours before be had left
on the mountainside. "Mary," be said.
Something like a smile came Into the
girl's face. "Not Mary, George," she
said, "but Helen," George Schuyler's
mind was Ix-fogged. "I don't under
stand," be stammered.
"It's easily understood, George," she
laughed. "You didn't suppose for a
moment, did you. that I wished to
marry a man I never had seen and
who I knew was to marry me from
sheer force of duty? Your mother
told me you were going to stop at the
Beaverkill to fish, and Mr. Payson,
who is an old family friend, and Giles,
who Is an old family servant, and who,
by the way, made a good farmer, did
the rest."
"Helen, what do yon think of me?"
"I think, George, that you fell in
love. with me for what I am, and"
smiling "I think I shall have to take
you for what you are.' Chicago. Rec-
ord Herald. .- '
Qatte a Family Kelp.
Newlywed Do you think you can
help me to economize?"
Mrs. Newlywed Oh, John, I never
told yo before. I can do my own
maokmrlDf ! New York San.
Aa a ralav when a man baa phenome
nal nerra, tbarv la nothing slat to blm.
Oa of the Mast Marveloa Coatrlv
nee la the World of Industry.
Glass has at last been successfully
blown by machinery and, as has gen
erally been the case when mechanical
mean supersede hand methods, all
feats of hand-blowing have been out
done. The secret of the remarkable inven
tion Is still hidden, but specimens of
the work done have been shown. The
cylinders are of Immense size, the larg
est being thirty Inches in diameter and
i ineteeu feet long.
The new machine Is the Invention of
John A. Lubbers, a glassbiower of Al
legheny, Pa. It has been built at the
Alexandria, Ind., branch of the Ameri
can Window Glass Company's plant
The process of blowing window glass
is simple in theory, but difficult In
practice, ... On the end of a Jong tube
a mass of molten glass is collected.
This Is then heated In a furnace and
gradually distended by blowing into a
larj,e tube with straight sides.
To accomplish this without the pecu
liar twisting and manipulation employ
ed by the human glassbiower has puz
zled many clever inventors, and the
Lubbers machine was msde successful
only after a great many experiments.
Lubbers has invented several lalor
savlng devices and this latest-triumph
is likely to make him many times a
millionaire when it Is generally In
btalled. Skilled mechanics from the Westing
house factories In Pittsburg have been
working behind barred gates and high
walls for months in te erection and
installation of the machines, which no
man other than old and skilled em
ployes of the company was allowed to
Patents have not yet been granted
on certain parts of the machines and
therefore the secrecy.
So confident is the company of the
merits of the machine that it is pre
paring to spend thousands of dollars
in Its Installation in all of the forty
one plants controlled by It In various
parts of the country.
It is expected that the device will
do away with hand blowtrs altogether.
So confident are the men that this will
be the case that many are getting out
of the business. The betbT class of
Mowers earn from $150 to $1)00 a
mouth. New York World.
Modern Antiquities.
The quest for things antique has
led to s s'ematlc forgery and imita
tion on the part of dialers. Paris la
the great center of this deceitful in
dustry, says the Xat! n. There has
bien discovered in the suburbs a thriv
ing factory for the fabrication of Egyp
tian mummies, cases and all. These
tire shipped to Egypt, and in due time
return as properly antiquated discov
eries. A fuuuy story is now current about
a collector of medieval things. A cer
tain clever workman lu stone made to
the order of a dealer lu medieval an
tiquities a Venetian chlmneyplece of
the fifteenth century, and received for
his work some two or three thousand
francs. The dealer shipped the chim
neyplece to Italy, and had it set up
in a palace near Venice, bringing back
to Paris photographs of the palace and
of the chlmneyplece In situ. By means
of these photographs he aroused the
interest of a rich collector, who sent
his secretary to Venice to make sure
that the photographs did not lie, and
on his favorable report, bought the
thing for fifty thousand francs. On
the arrival of the article at his house
in Paris, he sent for some workmen
to open the cases. One of them appear
ed to him to go about the work rather
carelessly, and be remonstrated with
the man, who answered, "Have no
fear. sir. I know Just how It needs
to be opened, for I packed it when It
left Paris."
Good Hupply.
During the early years of his ca
reer as an evangelist the late 1). L.
Moody was not quite the practical
man of affairs which he became as he
grew older and bis Judgment ripened.
A characteristic Incident of this pe
riod of his life Is vouched for by a
correspondent. He was holding a se
ries of meetings In a small town In
central Illinois, where, with his wife,
he enjoyed the hospitality of a prom
inent citizen. At dinner one day his
fancy was particularly taken with
some cucumber pickles.
"I am very fond of plekl he said,
"ami these are certainly the finest I
ever tasted. I wish 1 could get some
like them lu our market at home."
'1 can give you all you want to lake
home with you, Mr. Moody," said his
generous hostess.
"But I don't want them as a gift, I
would like to buy them."
"Well, of course. If you would rather
have them that way 1 can pickle n lot
of them from our garden and the
nelghljors' and my husband can send
thein to you.' What quantity would
you want?"
"I think a barrel would be enough,"
said. Mr. Moody, without a moment's
hesitation. "Send me a barrel of
them." ;
But here his more practical wife In
terfered, and the order was cut down
to a small keg.
A Good Guess.
"John' Jones, the patlelit who came
in a little while ago," said the attend
ant . in the out-patient department
"didn't give his occupation."
"What was the nature of his trou
ble?" asked the resident physician,
"Injury t the base of the spine."
'T'ut blm down as a book agent"
Philadelphia Presa.
Whan a woman reada bar husband's
old lora lettura, a certain expression
gata Into bar eyes, and aba says, dis
dainfully: "My, baw ha baa cnaagad."
The changing of a river's channel
la the greatest project now being con
sidered by Italian engineers. The
Sale flows into the Mediterranean near
Salermo, but It Is to be tapped In the
hills, aud the water taken across to
the Adriatic watershed to Irrigate the
province of Puglla.
For measuring feeble Illuminations,
like the Zodiacal Light aud Gegen
Bchein. M. Touchet has devised a spe
cial instrument resembling a theodo
lite iu appearance. It is provided with
a constant flame ami a slit regulated
In width by a screw with divided head,
and when the Illumination of the field
through the slit exactly equals the
light to be measured, a reading Is ob
tained that is easily reduced to a
Although there Is a certain area of
alnjut three and a half acres ou Man
hattan Island where the density of
population is at the rate of 030,000 to
the square mile, yet the city of Paris
shows a far greater average density
of opulatlon than New York, the
figures for Paris being 79,300 per
sqr.ire mile, aud Tor New Y'ork City
pri yyr 40,000 per square mile. The
average density of London's popula
tion is 37,000 per square mile, aud that
of Berlin G7,0O0.
The Flusen lamps are now credited
with ten cures of cancer of 'he skin
out of twenty-two cases treated, and
with cures of obstinate acne and of
baldness due to bacteria. Hryslpalas
and minor eruptions have been treated
with good results. At the Flnseo In
stitute are rooms for exposing patlrnta
to clectric-llght baths and to gun-baths,
and an exhaustive and promis'iig in
vestigation of the Influence of light tn
various nervous diseases and In in
sanity Is In progress.
A New York man has lu vented a
mirror that can ba made trsnslucent
at will, so that when placed In a bIiow
wludow It at first reflects the faces
of people looking In, but suddenly turns
transparent, whereupon the spet-tators
set the contents of the window' In place
of their own reflections. This Is effect
ed by means of a thin film on the l ack
of the glass, which, when the back
ground is dark, reflects the light from
in front like a mirror, but when the
background Is illuminated, becomes as
invisible as a pane of clear gla.ss
One of the winter sights of St Pet
ersburg Is a system of elec'ric tram
ways on the ice In the Neva. One
runs from the left shore of the river
to the island of Petrowsky, and an
other from the English quay, opposlto
the Senate House, to the island of
Basilio, near the Academy of Fine
Arts. Wooden posts solidly embedded
In the Ice support the trolley wire.
Besides these tramways many wooden
roads, intended for pedestrians, cross the
water In various directions. In dim
mer bridges of boats take the place
of the roads on the Ice.
The smelting of steel by electricity
is still an attractive problem. The
two furnaces built In Sweden in 1UO0
reached a technical solution by pro
ducing steel of fine quality, but the
furnaces were ruined by fire before
commercial success had been attained.
Another furnace planned by the same
makers Is to hold 3J70 pounds, with
a yearly capacity of 1,500 tons, and is
to receive the current of a three hun
dred horse-power dynamo. Though
microscopically identical with crucible
steel, the electric product Is claimed '.o
excell in strength, density, uniformity,
toughness aud case of working when
Millions Might Have Been ftavctl If
Astnr Had Keen Backed Up.
When, back in 1811, John Jacob As
tor, with his Pacific Fur Company,
established the trading post of Astoria,
at the mouth of the Columbia, he look
a step which, if followed up by the
support that he had a right to expect
from the United States government,
would soon have given t'tls country
possession t.t all the territory on the
Pacific .coast up to Russia's colony of
Alaska, which came to Us Ihruiigh pur
chase lu li!7. mid thus haveou Kng
land and Canada out of access to the
great wean.
Ieiiied by President Madison . the
slight measure of military aid which
he asked for the defense of his post
on the Pacific In the war of 1812-15
with England, and with his appeal to
the same President for letters of
marque to equip an armed vessel at
his own expense to defend (he mouth
of the Columbia Ignored, Mr, Astor lost
his post, which was sold by his treach
erous Biltlsh subordinates, who were
temporarily in control, in J81TI to Can
ada's Northwest Fur Company for a
third of Its value and the place was
captured by a British war vie
shortly nfti-rward. Hi the settlement
at the close of the wlir the place was
given back to the Americans, but here
ogalti Madison, and nubs 'qiienfly .Mon
roe, denlwl'to Mr. Ator t4ie protection
of t,hc few soldiers which he asked and
he declined to re-fwlahlisb the post.
' TliU lack of courage aal6irc!ght
on the part of these two Prvsldents lif
this case was fatal to AmerlcHii Inter
fta on the Pacific. Here are some of
the faw things which would buve come
to pass bad Mr. Astor beeu sustained
by the government: He would easily
bare held his ground against (he Brit
ish warship wblcb captured the post
In 1813 aud the transfer to the Cana
dian company, wblcb took place be
fort the capture, would have been
averted. With the advantage of hli
sea base and bis Russian afllllttlona It
Alaska, both of which bad been flrmlj
established before the news of the wai
arrived on the coast be could readilj
have excluded England's Hudson Ba)
Company and Canada's Northwest Fui
j Company from all the territory wesl
I of the Rocky mountains. That dls
i pute about the ownership of the pre
ent States of Oregon, Washington and
Idaho, which did not end until Eng
land gave up all claims In 1&46 to thi
territory, would never have takea
place, for Kngland through ber fui
tradi-rs would never have obtained I
foothold there. AH the present Cana
dlan territory of British Columbia ant
Yukon, which are west of the great
mountain chain, would have been se
cur d for the United States. And then,
when the transfer of Alaska to us bj
Russia came and it would have comi
earlier than 1807 In that event wi
would have an unbroken stretch oj
territory from the northern border ol
Mexico up to beyond the arctic circle
Leslie's Weekly.
Liltle Girl Who Loved a Doll Kattci
Than h Old Herself.
"Wal," said Uncle Eh, thoughtfully
"I 'member one year, the day befor
Cbrlstmus, my father gin me 2 sliill
In'. I walked ail the way t' Salen
with it. I went In a big store whet
I come t' the city. See s' many thingi
couldn't make up my mind t' bu)
nuthiu'. I stud tbire feeiiu' uv i
pair o' skates. They wuz grand aL'
shiny with new straps an' buckles I
did want 'em awful but I didn't hei
enough money. Purty soon I see
leetle bit uv a girl In a red jacket
lookln' at a lot o' dolls. She wus rag
ged an' there were holes In her shoe
an' she did look awful poor an' sick
ly. She'd go up an' put her hand ot
one o' tbem dolls' dresses and whls
" 'Some day,' she'll say, 'some day.'
"Then she'd go to another an' fusf
a mlnnit with its clothes au' whis
per 'some day.' Purty soon she as'l
if they had any doll with a blue dresi
on for 3 pennies.
" 'No,' says a woman, says she, 'tin
lowest price for a doll with a dresi
on it Is one sliillln'.'
"The little she Jes looked es II
she wus goln' t' cry. Her lips trem
" '.Some day I'm goin' t' hev one,'
said be.
"I couldn't st..n' It, an' so I slipped
up an' Itotight one an' put it In ln-i
amis. I liever'll fergit the look thai
come Into her face then. Wal. sht
went away an' set down all by hirself,
an' It come cold an' that night they
found her asleep In a dark alley, sht
was holdin' the little doll wltj a blu
dress on. The girl was hah' dead will
the cold an' there was one thing aboul
it all that made hi r famous. She bed
took off her. red Jacket an wrapped
it 'round the little doll."
"It's one of those gocd old stories,
said I. "Of course she died and weul
to heaven."
"No," said he quickly, "she lived an'
went thTt Ye don't hev t' die P g
to heaven. Ye've crossed the boundary
when ye beirin t' love someliody mon
'n ye do yerself. If It ain't nobody bet
ter 'n a rag doll." Irving BacbelliT, If
Leslie's Monthly.
The Ileal "Hoy" lo Fiction.
It was Miss Yonge who first Intro
dueed me to the Boy In Fiction witl
whom I playid, studied, quarrebd, and
made up every day or two of uiy life
whose standards of honor and play 1
tried to make my own, whose faults I
had a wholesome aversion to, and wh
was one of the strongest formativ
influences of my childhood. He standi
out against the romance, the chivalry.
the high idi-ala, and poetic fancy ol
Sir Walter Scott as the Intimate com
panion of everyday life. Into a world
In which fairies were already unfold
lug from the truest realities of ex
Istence Into the tradition, the auri
which makes reality a forever buddluj
prophecy and promise, he brought
ceaseless activity and the opportunity
to exercise It, a keen love of the rougl
and tumble of life, and an equally
keen desire, not for money to buy
beautiful things, but for capacity te
know and enjoy (hern.
Miss Yonge's Boy Is not alwayi
clever, and ho Is never perfect, bul
he Is so healthily and sanely alive thill
he makes you ashamed not to be tin
same. Then, too, bis opportunities art
always at hand there is no m ed ol
shipwrecks and desert Islands, and t
ship conveniently above water wltk
convenient supplies until you havi
made friends with your Island ainl
your man Friday and yourself In youi
strange new I fe. You might l ing for
ever to be Robinson Crusoe in vnln,
but you could be Harry May. or Nor
man, or Reginald, or any one of j
score of boys, by Just making the most
of your own country and your place it
it. Gunton's Magazine.
Physical Culture,
Miss Vasi-ar- Of all the six months-
old babli-s I think Mrs. Humpling' it
Hip finest little
MIks Spoarty Oh! Do you know
MIsh Vassnr Yes", Indeed; Site wa
In college lth me. She was In'tlu
'05 cluJ Jhcre. . . " l
Miss Spoarty The Meal She's i-as
lly In the HO pound class now,-Loul
villi; Post.
The World's Colonies.
The colonial possesion In the worl
number 141 and all of I hem are trop
leal or subtropical In location excep
Canada. Their populations aggregate
Aa you grow older, aim to rat youi
affairs straightened out, and quitted
flat bod af KIIIIok Ware Not Ik
Usual Ofln,
Y'es, I was all through the civil war,"
laid the one-aruud man, "and I bad my
kwn way of flghting when It came to a
"Was It a peculiar way?" asked ona
tt the passengers.
"Yea, they aaid It was. For lnstanca,
ny first battlt was that of Willlauia
urg. The first man I killed was aa
infantryman. They were driving ua
h hen we turned and charged I sets
Id blm by the arm and foot and held
dim aloft for an Instant and then flung
blm down bead first aud broke his
seek. A dozen of us plainly heard the
Inap above the roar of battle. That
nan never knew what hurt him."
"But you had a musket," protested
the man who bad spoken before.
"Oh, of course. But I was fighting
my own way, you see. So long as 1
:ould kill men and save cartridges It
was all right. The second man I selz
td and broke his back over my knee,
the third I drowned in the creek, the
fourth I battered against a fence un
til 1 smashed in his skull and the fifth
1 chased' around until he dropped dead
it heart failure.
"1 ought to have killed ten men lo
that battle, but I was new at the busi
ness and didn't know exactly how to
jo to work at it. Tl.ey made me a
icrgennt, however, and our coloutjl
leemed lo think I had done fairly
"And did you keep up that style of
lighting all through the war?"
"Well, uo. In my next battle I had
been fighting for half au hour before
I got hold of a man. He was a young
tniiu and when I seized him by the
far he colli d out that he had a dear
ld mother at home. I have oftea
wished that I had spared him, but
the frenzy of blood was upon me at
that moment. Having his ears as a
L-vcr 1 slowly turned his head until
I broke his neck. It went clear around
1111 lie was looking backward.
"When I got hold of my second man
I was cooler. I am not sure whether
be offered to surrendiT or not. He
jailed out something, but I seized him
ind flung him down and then opened
'he veins of his wrists with my jacTc
tnife. lie must have dl'-d very quietly,
for there was a smile on his face as the
'niriul parties found him. I have no
loubt that he was thankful to me In
bis dying moments."
"And your third man?" was asked.
"There was no third man. Just as
I finished the second one our briga
liur came til ing mid said that 1 was
too strenuous and wanted to end the
tvar too soon and I was ordered to the
'ear and sent borne. As to how I lost
tuy arm, that happened when I killed
even cowboys In Colorado, but I never
relate the particulars of the affair. I
im one who seeks no praise from his
fellow men."
(Vorda of a Noted Cblcaao Preacher
Have IMlrrrd t'p Great Commotion.
Rev. William 11. I ach. I). D., pastor
of the fashionable
Methodist Church
lu Wicker Purk, a
Chicago suburb, de
nounces women's
clubs. In a recent
sermon in the
church Or. Leach
scored women's
clubs for "aping"
men's clubs lu
cnrdplaying and
even In gambling
and drinking. He
bf;v. dr. l.KAcn.
styled such clubs "a curse" aud
charged that they led inevitably to
the neglect of children and the ruin of
happy homes. "The women's clubs
that 1 have In mind," he said, "are
those mannish organizations In whose
club rooms I am told the aroma of the
strongest perfumes used by the ladles
is not able to keep down the pungent
odors of strong drink. In those clubs
the women memlers are accustomed
to stay out late at night, perhaps for
the sufficient reason that they are in
no condition to brave the Inquisitive,
staring glances of the multitudes lu
the streets and public places earlier lu
the night Homes and children and
all the household duties Hre neglected
sadly. Such a state of affairs. I say.
Is disgraceful in a Christian country.
I have reliable information that tho
drink habit and card playing for
money are fearfully on the Increase
In the club riwmm of many of the most
fashlonuble women's dubs of ' Chi
cago." As a rule Ir. I-each preaches "gos
pel sermons" pure and simple, avoid
ing the more sensational topics of tho
day. But whenever be gets out "bis
big stick" for the evils of the current
times he prods aud pokes and hits In
a wuy that stirs up a terrific commo
tion not only among the members of
his fashionable congregation at Wicker
Park, but among church. goers ax well
as fjou-churchgoers everywhere.
The" hucceasful Ffirtuier.
Towno Poor Rlior gave up his nll-
orlul Job' this spring, you know,
itartcd to run n farm., , ,
Browne Yes, land be's inakli
barrel of uiwiey.''. I
' Tow?n Na4tM! 'Why, all'
ii nd
lug a
crops I a nen, huh
Browne I know, bul 'then he took
to writing booklets and pJuuphbtH.de.
leriptlvc of his farm, and hVs got so
many summer boarders be had to build
another bouse for I hem. Philadelphia
Proof of iManlir Hliown.
Aubrey Vooan dauicbtah has eon.
Rented to mawy me, and er I'd Ilka
to know If there la any Insanity la
I oils h family
Old Gentleman (emphatically)
rbsre must bal Boaton Utoba-