Nebraska Newspapers

    Loop City Northwestern
J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher.
LOTJP CITT, . . NEBRASKA.
No matter who wins the New York
election contest the lawyers can not
lose.
Ill luck Is still pursuing the Russian
prisoners in Japan. They are to be
sent home.
The university presidents can
tackle football, but they don’t seem to
be able to score.
Artist Gibson has left the country,
but the girls will continue the effort
to live up to his pictures.
Two French generals are about to
fight a duel. A careful inspection of
the moon discloses no blood.
One vote for Mark Twain was cast
at the election in New York. What
joke there was was on the voter.
The recent revolution in Brazil-last
ed only a few hours. Some saloon
keeper must have capitulated early.
The state of New Jersey is out of
debt and has $3,000,000 in the treasury.
Of course, everybody knows it's taint
ed money.
A St. Louis woman's club decides
that women can not love man and art
at the same time. Then let art be
passed up.
Why is it that a wise suggestion
from a foolish man never gets the at
tention given to a foolish proposition
by a wise man?
Spanish students are rioting now.
Possibly football is a good thing after
all for the purpose of working oft the
students’ surplus energy.
If John Kendrick Bangs carries out
his intention to become a New Eng
land farmer, he will find that farming
in New England is no joke.
It is ungrateful of Russia not to
use W. T. Stead’s remedies for a dis
tressed nation, considering the fact
that he has not patented them.
Russia is going to have a douma
and China is going to have a parlia
ment. Why is it none of these for
eign nations ever wants a congress?
Russian prisoners at Kishinev re
volted in a body and set fire to the
jail. The simple life did not appeal to
them when so much was going on out
side.
That $100,000 package of securities
has been found intact in the street in
Philadelphia. Now somebody will
probably assume that it was hidden in
the grass.
The Detroit man who has erected a
statue of Satan in his front yard and
has to guard it from the good little
boys may be sure of the earnest sym
pathy of Miss Mary MacLane.
Being an optimist, Mr. Stead pro
phesies the loss of 100,000 lives in
Russia. If he were a pessimist, he
adds, he would say two millions. But
Mr. Stead always was emotional.
It is gratifying to observe that the
descendants of Pocahontas have been
thoughtful enough at last to arrange
for a suitable monument to the mem
ory of their illustrious ancestress.
These articles telling people how
to be as tall as they should be. do
not meet the popular demand. 'W^iat
people really want to know is how
not to be so short as they mostly
are.
A Chicago wife wants a divorce be
cause her* husband spent all his
money. That is a crime, as all wives
will agree. Husbands should bring all
their money home and leave it on the
bureau.
A telegraph line is soon to be ex
tended to Timbuctoo, but the office
there will probably never achieve such
importance as has at times been at
tributed to the ones at Mole St. Nicho
las and Che Foo.
A fire in New York was started by
the burning of a pile of letters ignited
by the heat from a radiator. Unless
they were love letters one janitor,
must be doing all that can reasonably
be expected of him.
The king of Spain is a skilfull and
fearless rider, a keen motorist, a dead
ly shot with either rifle or revolver, a
splendid fencer and an exceptionally
clever boxer. The people hope that
he will also be a good king.
Prof. Jim Jeffries’ remark that he
“wouldn’t play football for $1,000 a
minute” shows clearly how the princely
income of a successful prize fighter
makes him arrogant when discussing
a question of wages.
Prince Louis cabled from New York
to the London Times: ‘‘We find twen
ty-four hours in the day a wholly in
sufficient allowance for the daily fare
of American hospitality.” Royalty
never did care much about an eight
hour day.
Jan Kubelik, the violinist, is going
to make a tour of the United States,
and will bring with him Mrs. Kubelik
and the twins. This ought to keep
emotional young women from going
crazy as they used to do when Pade
rewski played.
The retirement of Constantine Pe
trovilch Pobiedonostseff, the aged
chief procurator of the holy synod of
the Russian church, will not be seri
ously regretted by newspaper men
who every, now and then have had to
write hie name.
It is proposed in Russia to bring the
Julian calendar up to date by shorten
ing the Russian February by thirteen
days and beginning March 1 in the
Gregorian style. When people get to
fooling with the calendar, February al
ways get it in the neck.
The Wheeze-Makers.
New York play reviewers are prone
to lighten the weight of their com
ments with jokes twisted from the
titles or the plays under considera
tion. For some time this has worried
Frank Wilstach, who writes:
“Lucky is the dramatist who can
find a name for his play which the
facetious New York critic cannot use
as a handle for ridicule. The follow
ing illustrate the point: ‘Who Goes
There?’ was presented at the Princess
theater, and one critic answered the
title; ‘“Nobody Goes There,” or, is
likely to.’ Wilson Barrett’s play,
‘Lucky Durham,’ was presented at
the Knickerbocker by Mr. Willard,
when one brilliant young man said
the play was A cross between Bull
Durham and Lucky Strike.’ When
‘The Money-Makers’ was offered at
the Liberty, one pigeon-toed joker
said: ‘While “The Money-Makers” is
the title, no real money is likely to
be made out of it.’ Clyde Fitch has
been rather successful in heading off
the joker who might brand his play
with a jest, yet when Maxine Elliott
presented ‘Her Great Match’ with
great success at the Criterion a pro
tege of Joe Miller could not refrain
from saying: ‘ “Her Great Match”
failed to strike!’
“The temptation was too great to
resist. The wheeze-makers are al
ready busy with Mr. Fitch’s play writ
ten for Viola Allen, ‘The Toast of the
Town.’ One of them has asked
whether the play is from ‘Bred in Old
Kentucky,’ or whether it is the drama
tization of a bakery. The next thing
that one may expect is that one of
them will say it is called ‘The Toast
of the Town,’ because it is dry, over
looking the fact that good dramatic
toast is crisp. Imagine a play by
Clyde Fitch being dry! Mr. Mansfield
puts on ‘Don Carlos.’ How, in hea
ven’s name, are they going to make a
joke out of that? Finally, Nat C.
Goodwin is out with a gun looking for
the ninnyhammer who said ‘ “The
Beauty and the Barge” went down
with all hands!’ ”
Personal Mention.
Ellen Terry will not visit this coun
try until next season and then she
will be heard in readings and not in
theatrical productions.
In Lincoln J. Carter’s new romantic
drama, “The Flaming Arrow,” many
of the scenes are actual representa
tions of historical places in the West.
James J. Corbett is to be starred in
“The Little Church Around the Cor
ner,” In Cambridge, Mass., has sent
out many footlight favorites—Marion
Ballou, Christine McDonald, Blanche
Ring and Minnie Ashley being some
'of the most prominent.
Harry B. Smith is the first Ameri
can libretist who has had the cour
age to satirize the nouveauriche Amer
ican in his aspirations in Europe.
He is said to do this very successfully
in "Miss Dolly Dollars.”
In the role of the Hon. Jefferson
Jackson Clover, secretary of the de
partment of agriculture in the new
musical satire, “Cloverdell,” Henry
Clay Barnabee is said to have a role
in which he is perfectly fitted.
Edmund Breese’s first appearance in
public was made in an amateur pro
duction of “Romeo and Juliet,” in
which he was cast as Friar Lawrence,
but owing to the illness of the Romeo
was pressed into service for that role.
The Aborn Production company has
secured the rights from M. Whitmark
& Sons for the Bostonians’ most suc
cessful opera, “Robin Hood.” The
company began a tour Nov. 13, in
Troy. Vivia Brewster sings Maid
Mariam.
Corinne, the leading lady of “The
Rogers Brothers in Ireland,” made
her first stir in the Boston amusement
world when she won the first prize in
the greatest baby show ever held in
Boston at Horticultural Hall on Tre
mont street.
Fumagalli, the Italian actor, has un
dertaken to give Rome an entire sea
son of Shakespeare. The bard is
popular in Italy, and it is said that no
Italian actor considers that he has
sounded all the depths of art until he
has played him.
Countess Kinsky-Palmay, a Hun
garian soubrette, well known in Eu
rope, will appear at the Irving Place
theater. New York, in December un
der the direction of Heinrich Conrad
in “Heisses Blut,” the piece on which
the book of “The Rollicking Girl” was
based.
“The Belle of Mexico,” a new comic
opera by R. B. Smith and Raymond
Hubbell, who are responsible for
“Fantana.” is soon to be produced by
the Shuberts. James T. Powers will
be the chief fun maker of this new
production. Christie McDonald will
be seen in the title role.
A son was born to Mr. and Mrs.
William Faversham in New York last
week, and the boy and his beautiful
mother are doing splendidly. And
“The Squaw Man.” in which Mr. Fa
versham is appearing at Wallack’s, is
SAM BERNARD.
Principal Comedian in the Clever Musical play, “The Rollicking Girl.”
January in Bernard Shaw's romance,
“Cashel Byron’s Profession,” which
has been arranged for stage pur
poses by Stanislaus Stange.
Miss Irene Cromwell of the “Babes
in Toyland” company is a veritable
Cinderella as far as the size of her
foot is concerned. Miss Cromwell
plays Little Miss Muffet.
Grace Elliston’s scene in “The
Lion and the Mouse,” where she poses
as a newspaper woman, is the nearest
approach to the genuine article the
American stage has ever seen.
Among the cast selected by Mau
rice Campbell for “The Little Gray
Lady” will be Julia Deane, Edgar Sel
wyn, Dorothy Donnelly, William
Humphreys and Alfred Hudson.
Douglas Fairbanks is making such
a pronounced hit as Lute Ludlam in
“As Ye Sow” that Messrs. Brady and
Grismer are looking for a comedy in
which to feature him next season.
Henry B. Harris has secured from
Charles Klein the English rights of
“The Lion and the Mouse,” and has
arranged with Charles Frohman to
produce the same in the immediate
future.
John Oliver Hobbs (Mrs. Craigie),
the famous novelist and dramatist,
will be the next celebrity to make a
tour of America. She comes under
the direction of the J. B. Pond Lyceum
bureau.
Contracts have been signed by Mau
rice Campbell, whereby Henrietta
Crosman will begin her New York en
gagement at the Garrick theater, in
“Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary,” on
Christmas day.
Paulina Edwardes’ new opera, which
will be produced presently, is to be en
titled “Queen Beggar.” It was writ
ten by Harry Paulton and Alfred Bob
byn, who composed the music of “The
Yankee Consul.”
A New York impresario has offered
Lina Cavaleria a three years’ engage
ment at $1,200 nightly for the first
season and an enormous increase for
the second and third. Cavaleria has
not yet accepted.
Frank Gilmore, the Rev. John St.
John of “As Ye Sow,” made his first
stage appearance as a boy of 12 in
pantomime. His earlier experiences
were on the London stage, but in 1892
he came to this country.
a genuine New York success. Sc
there is a happy family.
Will F. Granger, one of the members
of a company playing a melodrama at
Toledo, Ohio, was shot in the eye dur
ing the progress of the play one night
last week. The action of the drama
includes the rescue of a girl from a
cage of lions. One of the lions
showed anger and a revolver carried
by the rescuer was accidentally dis
charged. Graham may lose his sight.
Mme. Schumann-Heink, who is now
on the road in “Love’s Lottery,” un
der the management of Fred C. Whit
ney, will close her tour in six weeks
and return to her home in Germany,
where she will rest for the remainder
of the season. Her health this sea
son has been very poor, and the form
er grand opera prima donna has been
compelled to remain away from many
performances on that account.
Mme. Modjeska began her farewell
tour of the United States at the new
Lyceum theater, Harrisburg, Pa., last
week, presenting “Mary Stuart.” This
was her first appearance in America
since 1903. Several New York theat
rical managers and state officials ot
Pennsylvania were in the audience
Mme. Modjeska will appear only in
“Mary Stuart.” “Macbeth” and “Much
Ado About Nothing” on her farewell
tour.
The success of Miss Nethersole in
“The Labyrinth” has led to a change
in her original tour. Her manage
ment has arranged to have her open
her New York engagement at the
Herald Square theater Nov. 27. The
original tour as booked embraced a
portion of Canada, Baltimore, Phila
delphia and Boston, but all except the
Canadian engagements have been
canceled to allow her to get to New
York as soon as possible.
In “The American Lord,” a comedy
“pure and simple,” which has been
prepared for his use by George Broad
hurst and Charles T. Dazey, William
H. Crane will have the role of a
hustling westerner who is forced by
circumstances to go to England and
take charge of an old estate. His inno
vations on a place and among a people
who have come to look with disfavor
on any alterations made in the estab
lished order of things afford mnch of
the fun of the piece.
2HAV£B LOJ4ELIJ4ESS FO'R WEALTHj
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With Alaska furs valued at $25,000
from Nulato, on the Lower Yukan,
Garrett Busch has arrived in Seattle
after eight years spent in trafficking
with the Indians in the wilderness
which he was the first white man to
penetrate as a trader. When Mr.
Busch reached Nulato. Aug. 12,1897,
with a miner’s outfit as his sole pos
session, he foresaw in that gloomy
solitude a trade in the furs which pro
tect animal life from arctic winters
which would exceed in returns the
reasonable possibilities of mining ven
tures.
Mr. Busch settled down at the place
where the little town of Nulato now
stands. He built a one-story cabin
with lumber which he sawed from the
native timber and began to trade his
miners’ supplies to the natives for the
furs which they knew so well how to
trap, but of whose value they had no
conception. Through the first win
ter he lived alone, except when an oc
casional squad of Indian trappers
came by and stopped in curiosity to
learn what manner of man had set
tled in so lonely a spot. To these In
dians he traded his humble supplies,
except the provisions which he actu
ally needed to sustain his own exist
ence until spring.
The visits of the Indians were few
and far between. The solitary trader
was often homesick as he sat through
the almost perpetual darkness of the
arctic winter. In the short hours of
glimmering daylight he gathered his
little stores of firewood, dragging
them through the snow, and then sat
through the long night counting off
the days on the calendar until spring.
His nearest white neighbors were at
Anvik, 200 miles down the Yukon, and
at Weare, 240 miles up the stream.
He never saw a white face until near
ly a year after his arrival at Nulato.
When spring broke upon the lonely
hermit life- assumed a more cheerful
aspect. The fame of the new white
trader had spread far through the In
dian settlements, and the natives be
gan calling regularly at the post with
their stock of furs. They came from
Koyokuk, from Innoko and from Kus
hokwin, some of them traveling near
ly 500 miles.—Seattle Times.
VM'B'RELLA TELLS OF T'RACE'Dy
“Look at me! Just look at me!”
It was the umbrella that spoke, or,
rather, the remains of what once ha<l
been an umbrella. A sloppy, flabby,
muddy patch of silk, a dozen bent
wires and a broken stick carved at one
end, was all one could now see.
“Only look at me! Fifteen minutes
ago I was a handsome, new silk um
brella, proud of myself, an-1 my voting
owner’s pride. Now I am trampled
under the hoofs of horses and run over
by every kind of wheel—not worth two
cents. Look at me!
"And it all happened in a jiffy! My,
I should be dizzy yet if I didn’t feel so
dreadfully flat. Harry was coming
up the avenue, swinging me admiring
ly and of course wishing for a shower.
And would you believe it, he got his
wish!
“Harry felt the first drop, and up I
was pushed. Joe, who wis walking
beside him, declared it did not rain,
and called Harry proud for wanting
to show me off. Harry told Joe he was
only jealous because he didn’t have a
fine new umbrella.
“Well, it soon rained hard, and then
Joe changed his tune. He wanted to
walk under me, but Harry pushed him
roughly away.
“Joe pushed back; he shoved Harry
fairly out in the street.
“Perhaps Harry wasn’t angry, and I
don’t blame him .either, though I wish
he hadn’t laid me down while he went
to give Joe the pummeling he de
served.
“But we had just come to that fear
fully gusty corner, where the wind
blows seventeen ways a second. The
instant Harry let go of me one of the
crazy puffs reached under me and
made me so light-headed I jumped up
to the seventh story windows in one
bound.
“I felt like a balloon until five other
puffs seized me, all pulling different
ways. I turned thirty somersaults,
landing plump in front of a big ugly
auto!
“And remember, please, I never
harmed so little a thing as a grass
hopper. But just look at me!”
GLOWING COLORS OF SYRIA
The crowning glory of a Syrian
landscape, however, is its brilliant
coloring. Before I left America, says
Lewis Gaston Leary in The World To
Day, it seemed to me that the vivid
tints of Tissot’s pictures must be ex
aggerated, but they fall short of the
reality. Of course, no artist can hope
to reproduce the marvelous warmth
and depth of the colors in an eastern
landscape, or to imitate the vague,
soft hues that are so characteristic of
the Syrian atmosphere: but it would
be almost as impossible for him to
find tints that were overbright or to
arrange them in an order too daring
to be matched by the Syrian sun.
The very nights are full of color.
The moonlight is so brilliant that it
is easy to read a guide book and, even
on a moonlight night and in the wild
erness, far from any city’s glare, the
starlight has been so bright that I
could see the second hand of my
watch and could find quite a distinct
shadow cast by Jupiter. A moonlit
scene at home gives only the impres
sion of light spots and dark spots;
everything is black or white or gray;
but here in- Syria the moonlight
shows all the colors of the rainbow.
The green of the trees and grain, the
red of the tile roofs, the blue of sea
and sky and the white of the distant
mountains are softer and more deli
cate, but hardly less distinct, one
from the other, than in the sunlight.
But the sunset colors are the best
of all, especially when the mountains
come close to the sea. I hesitate to
compare Beirut with Naples; yet we
have as clear skies here, the sweep
of the bay is much the same and, in
stead of smoky Vesuvius, there is the
splendid range of Lebanon, culminat
ing in Jebel Sunnin, almost twice as
high as the Italian mountain, and for
half the year crowned with dazzling
snow.
-RICHES Iff JEWELETt'S SWEEVIflGS
The waste of gold In a manufactur
ing jeweler’s premises is likely to be
so considerable that the most strin
gent measures have to be taken to
avoid loss by reason of the gold dust
falling to the floor, getting caught In
the workers’ clothes, getting washed
off his hands, and in many other ways.
Some time ago a gold and silver
manufacturing firm had occasion to
put in a new floor in its working room
and the man who made the change
took the old floor in payment of his
work, and was well paid.
In the process of manufacture It is
impossible to avoid small particles of
the precious metal flying upon the
floor, where they are trodden into
the crevices until the floor is satu
rated with them. The floor in a
manufacturing jeweler's workshop
which has become so worn that it
must be replaced contains fully suf
ficient gold to pay for a new one.
The sweepings are sent to the refiner
for the gold to be extracted.
The process of extracting the gold
from these sweepings is simple. They
are burnt, and the ashes are carefully
collected. The buyer selects samples
here and there, taking a portion from
every part of the heap. These he
weighs, puts through a grinder and
sieve, then thoroughly mixes the prod
uct, takes a sample of it, weighs it,
leflnes it, and calculates how much
gold there is in the whole quantity of
ashes. From this he forms an esti
mate of the value and pays accord
ingly.
Even the water in which gold is
washed when a ring or other article
of jewelry is cleaned is preserved
until there is a sufficient quantity to
make it worth while to separate the
gold from it.
FEW MEET ALL 'REQVI'REMEffTS
There are some good jobs on the
railroads which the going begging
to-day because there is no one to fill
them. In this territory several posi
tions as passenger and freight solici
tors are open and men are want®..
The roads upon which the vacancies
exist are searching every corner to
find the proper man. The old story
that the sons, cousins, nephews,
brothers-in-law and what not of the
general manager are given preference
does not seem to hold good here. Per
haps all of the preferred relatives
have been provided for. But the fact
is that good men are scarce and are
wanted. Out of the thousands em
ployed it seemed peculiar that but
few were really eligible to promotion.
An old railroader explained it.
The present day demands upon
those who have to meet the public
are numerous. One eligible was
bright, but slovenly. He would not
keep his face shaved and his linen
clean. Another had the other qualifi
cations, but he had sporting proclivi
ties which made him unreliable and
objectionable to a certain class of
people with whom he would have to
deal. Another had many qualifica
tions except the ambition. He was
rot a pusher. A fourth was an honest
worker, but did not have the address.
He would be unable to present his
case well. And so the whole gamut of
human failings was gone througn. The
all-around man, who lives up to his
opportunities and is broad gauge, is
hard to find. Or, if he is found, he
stands in his own light by neglect of
the conventionalities and the things
which are tremendous aids to suc
cess.—Cleveland Leader.
FOKTVSiE LOST TH-ROVCH HASTE
Some years ago a man in England
had an aged aunt who died, leaving
him sole legatee of all her personal
estate. When he came to examine
into her effects there was nothing
worth carrying away. Of the diamonds
and money which she had possessed
in abundance nothing could be found.
In an attic was an old chest, filled
with ancient, worn-out corsets, and,
worse still, old curl papers. In his
anger and disappointment he had this
carried down into the garden and a
bonfire made of the whole. As the fire
burned he savagely thrust in his stick
and turned over one of the discolered
curl-papers. It unrolled and discov
ered itself as a banknote of large de
nomination.
Frantically ha dashed his hands
among the flaming corsets to recover
the rest of the despised curl papers,
but he succeeded in saving only a few.
The rest were destroyed. So he called
a servant, had the dust and debris
swept up and the whole carted off by
scavengers. He had managed to scrape
up only a few hundred dollars from
the estate, where he had expected
more than that number of thousands.
He could not understand it; but there
the matter stood for some days.
Then he came across an old woman
who had previously been in the serv
ice of his aunt. He told her of his
mystification at being unable to find
any of the diamonds. “Why, yes, sir,"
was the response. “I knows misses
always had a lot of diamonds. She
stitched ’em all into her old corsets
and put ’em away in a box."
ON THE ENGINEER’S LAST RUN
His Story of How He Lived His Life
All Over in a Flash.
“Drowning is not the only experi
ence that causes a man to read his
own biography in the flash of a sec
ond,” said F. C. Roberts, a locomotive
engineer.
“I was running on the passenger
trains between Atlanta and Macon
several years ago, and I was to meet
the north-bound train at a certain sta
tion on the road. Well, it was all
my fault. I hadn’t slept any for five
nights, and the only rest I had was
in my cab. The last stop that we
made before this experience of which
I speak the fireman had to wake me
up when the signal to go ahead was
received. I had gone to sleep in my
cab.
“As wre approached the next station
the conductor may have signaled me,
as he claimed he did, hut we dashed
through the town at about forty miles
an hour before I heard the down
brakes signal. The minute I heard
it I saw the headlight of the north
bound train, less than 300 yards away,
coming around a curve. I threw on
the air brakes and reversed, but it
all looked too late. The fireman
jumped, but I was paralyzed. The
two great engines, one bearing a
special train, rushed together like
angry bulls, and I was frozen there,
and while those trains rushed to
gether, I saw every incident of my
life just as plainly as the day it hap
pened. That's all I know' about it.—•
Louisville Courier-Journal.
MONEY IN ABANDONED FARMS.
Country Life in America Points Out
Important Facts.
• The great mass of conservative opin
ion seems to be firmly set against ad
vising the public to buy cheap lands,
says Country Life in America. “Ten
dollar-an-acre land is no good for farm
ing,” the experts say. “Farming re
quires more capital than formerly, and
the day of general farming in the East
is past. A thousand dollars at least is
necessary. The best ‘abandoned farms'
have been transferred into summer
homes; the others should never have
been attempted.”
In the hope that there might be
some exceptions to these pessimistic
statements, Country Life in America
began an investigation, which has
brought to light the following hopeful
facts: First—Many people have suc
ceeded at general farming within the
last ten years on land costing $5 to $10
an acre. Second—General farming is
often better than special farming for
the beginner without experience—at
least for the first year. Third—There
is plenty of suitable land in New Eng
land and the South that can be bought
for $10 an acre or less. Fourth—Much
of this land is not abandoned; it is
still worked for profit. It can be had
at bargain prices for three permanent
ly legitimate reasons—old age, ill
health, the settlement of an estate.
Fifth—People do not know how to find
out where these cheap lands are.
My Forces.
I’m no self-made man. for I dearly can
Trace each force that fashioned me
From the years long ago, when a babe
new born,
I lay on my mother’s knee.
Then God above in His Heaven of love
To the angels gave control
Life undefiled of this little child—
And they breathed in me a soul.
Then the love that lies in a mother’s
eyes
Woke that soul to active life.
And from all alarms, her sheltering arms
Protected me in the strife.
Her tender care and her loving prayer
As the boy grew into man.
My nature drew to a full growth true.
As only a mother can.
In no college walls, in no learned halls,
Found my brain its forming tool;
But in the press of work's hard stress,
I learned in the world’s great school.
The god of life and the evil's strife,
I struggled on to find.
And the labor to gain, the work to at
tain.
Sharpened and shaped my mind.
Then Into life with its hardships rife
When success was almost won.
Came a keener sight and a brighter
light.
As through clouds burst the sun.
Work lighter grew, gray skies were blue,
A new light seemed to start—
A heaven this of new found bliss—
And love awoke my heart!
—Baltimore American.
Ted’s Beginning.
The new assistant rector was trying
to impress upon the mind of his young
son the difference between his own po
sition and that of his superior. “Now,
Ted,” he ended, “I want you to re
member to be very polite to the rector.
We are strangers, and I am only the
assistant; it becomes us to be ex
tremely courteous. Some day, perhaps,
I shall be rector myself.”
The next day the boy was walking
with his father when they met the dig
nified rector.
“Hello!” promptly began Tedd.
“Pop’s been tellin’ me ’bout you—
how you're the real thing, an’ he's
just the hired man an’ we got to
knuckle under. But some day he may
be It himself, an’ then you’ll see!”—
Woman's Home Companion.
Break by a Nervous Husband.
After the execution of Prof. Web
ster of Harvard for the murder of Mr.
Parkman, Mrs. Webster went away,
and was gone for a long period. On
her return to Boston two of her old
friends went to call upon her, a gen
tleman and his wife. Both were in a
state of nervous excitement while
waiting in the parlor for her to ap
pear.
"Now, remember,” whispered the
wife to her nervous husband, “don't
say anything to recall to Mrs. Web
ster’s mind the awful experience she
has been through.”
Just then Mrs. Webster entered,
and the nervous man exclaimed, with
outstretched hands: “Why, my dear
Mrs. Parkman, I am so glad to see
you back!”
Followed McClintock’s Orders.
A young man who afterward be
came a successful reporter on a Bos
ton daily relates one of his first ex
periences in endeavoring to get work
as follows:
“I walked into the office of John
N. McCIintock, editor and publisher
of the Granite Morthly, a New Hamp
shire magazine and asked for an op
jortunitv to show what I could do. I
was ask9.1 what I could write about,
ard with a John L. Sullivan con
fidence replied: ‘Oh, I can write about
anything.’ Like a shot came the re
sponse: ’Well, right about face, then*
That settled me. I did.”
CONVINCING EVIDENCE
That Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills Will Cure
Rheumatism.
“ People can care themselves of a Rood
many common ailments at a very small
cost if they go about it the right way,”
said Mr. Hoar, recently. “For instance.
I have just cured myself of a very pain
ful disease. I might have begun to treat
it sooner, that’s all the mistake I made
in the matter. But I found the ro"t of
the difficulty and I picked out the right
remedy without the aid of t* doctor.
“ It was really all in my blood. I first
felt a twinge in my left foot and ankle
in the middle of last January, following
! exposure to cold. I realized I had rheu
I mat ism and I knew that really comes
from bad blood. Cold simply (level* ! -
I it. Then my hands and feet were cold
1 and clammy even in hot weather ami
numb a great part of tin* time. 1 c< n
eluded that my blood was thin and p-oi
and the circnlatiou sluggish.
“After a time my feet and ankles
; swelled so badly that I could only tie
i my shoes half way no. My legs swelled
terribly ami I could walk only a short
S distance before giving out completely
“When I read of the cures ,.f all amis
of blood diseases, that ha 1 been eff-eted
by Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills, I was con
; vinced that they were just the remedy
j for my case, and so it proved. I could
see that they were benefiting me beft.ro
I had quite used up the first box The
improvement was decidedly markrd af
ter I had taken two boxes. Three more
boxes restored my hands and feer, and
legs to natural size and feeling and
then I stopped taking medicine and have
since been perfectly well.”
Mr. F. Le Roy Hoar lives at No. 13i
Constitution street, Bristol R I. Any
one can get convincing evidence that
Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills have -ured
antemia, rheumatism, erysipelas ami
other serions diseases of the blood by
simply writing to the Dr William*
Medicine Co., Schenectady, N.Y.
_
Parisian Market Porters.
The porters of the market plare in
Paris carry, strapped on their backs,
great baskets full of garden produce
Often one sees a man with a load of
cabbage that is bigger than himself.
Value of Private Cars.
A few years ago only men of grpat
fortune possessed private cars. Now
adays there are so many of these
palaces on wheels that their value is
estimated at $72,000,000.
Symbol of the Cross.
The symbol of the cross is used in
the religions of the aborigines of
North and South America, and by
the most ancient nations of Europe, as
well as by Christians.
River Rises Forty Feet.
The famous Tugela river, in South
Africa, is said on one occasion to have
risen forty feet during a single night,
owing to thunderstorms on the mourn
tains.
Old Mother Nature.
Nature is an endless combination
and repetition of a very few laws. She
hums the old well-known air through
innumerable variations.—Emerson.
Idaho Joins.
Fraser, Idaho, Nov. 27th (SpeeiaD—
Mrs. Martha J. Lee has given for pub
lication the following statement, con
cerning Dodd's Kidney Pills:
“I was down with Rheumatism
: three times,” she says, “and each
time Dodd's Kidney Pills helped me.
The last time they cured me, and now
I am able to get around and do all
my work, though 1 am fifty-eight and
I can walk to Sunday School every
Sunday. Before I took Dodd's Kidney
Pills I was so bad I could use neither
band nor foot. I shall keep Dodd's
Pills on hand all the time.”
Rheumatism is caused by Uric Acid
crystallizing in the muscles. Healthy
kidneys remove all Uric Acid from
the blood. Diseased Kid~sys cannot
remove this Acid which collects in
the blood and poisons every vein and
artery. Dodd's Kidney Pills cure
Rheumatism by curing the Kidneys;
by healing and strengthening them,
so that they can rid the blood of all
impurities.
Valuable Pair of Scissors.
The German emperor not long back
received a pecular present—a pair of
scissors, but so exquisitely made as to
be valued at nearly $500. A steel
merchant was the giver. He had the
emperor’s portrait and some celebrat
ed historical buildings engraved on
the scissors. The engraver is said to
have worked five years at his task.
The North Pole.
It is often said that, when the North
Pole is discovered there will be found
a Scotchman doing busiaeoj. The
Highlander always ranked foremost
amongst the pioneers of the Ameri
can West. His Herculean strength
fitted him for frontier life, and to his
constant use of "porridge” for break
fast is attributed his splendid phy
sique. This generation can be as
brawny by eating Pillsbury’s Vitos.
Wondrous Work of Tailor.
A countryman in Stoken Church,
England, says that he has worn the
same suit on Sundays and holidays for
forty-seven years. The wearer of this
wonderful old suit gives the tailor’s
name, adding that it is good now and
that "not a stitch has given way,”
Mother Cray's Sweet Powders for Children.
Successfully used by Mother Gray, nurse
In the Children's Home in New York, cure
Constipation, Feverishness, Bad Stomach,
Teething Disorders, move and regulate the
Bowels and Destroy Worms.Over 30,000 tes
timonials. At all Druggists, 25c. Sample
FHEE. Address A. S. Olmsted, LeRoy.N.Y.
Saved Boy Three Times.
A custom-house officer at Yarmouth,
England, the other day saved the life
if a boy who had got oft a quay into
the sea, and found he was a boy whose
life he had saved in a similar manner
twice before.
Important to Mothers.
Examine carefully every bottle of CASTORIA
a Bate and sure remedy for infants and children!
and see that It
Bears the
Signature of
Is Van For
The Kind You Have Always Bought
Strong Japanese Intoxicant.
Saki, the Japanese spirit, is stronger
than any drink known to us.
Over 30 Years.