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hi “So they met before sundown in
y the park, and the colonel had me hid
den away among the bushes where I
could see it all. As he was the chal
lenged party and had the voice of
weapons, his second, Mr. Denver, un
wrapped two large clubs. I think
they were of the stuffed species I
have seen them use on the stage. A
consultation was held, and finally the
two men stripped off their coats, and
in their shirt-sleeves dropped on
their knees and began belaboing each
other. Oh! Miss Pauline, you would
have died laughing to have seen
them—the professor was so hot tem
pered and earnest, the colonel so
cool and making the most of it.
“They kept it up until almost ex
hausted and covered with dust, then
the seconds solemnly declared the
first round was a draw. After that
came the terrifying part: but Colonel
Bob had warned me. I saw them
walk fifteen paces—they turned and
at a given signal from the seconds,
who had retired behind trees at a dis
tance, flung at each other round black
balls that I knew were dynamite
bombs.”
“What?” almost shrieks Miss Paul
ine.
“Nothing more, my dear lady, than
large harmless torpedoes; but they
made a loud report; the little profes
sor fainted from fright, and they took
him away in a carriage. He had sat
isfied his honor. It was the most
comical thing I ever saw—that col
onel from New Mexico, he is so bold,
so handsome, so amusing—he has ear
ned by heart by storm.”
CHAPTER IV.
At the Office of the Great Mogul.
Miss Pauline laughs a little, but
evidently she is not in a merry frame
of mind—even the ridiculous descrip
He laughs pleasantly.
“A notion of mine—I was always
fond of horses, adventure and travel.
Besides, I hardly think it is any more
singular for a cowboy to have a col
lege education than for a young New
York lady to manage the greatest sil
ver mine in Mexico.”
The evening passes pleasantly, they
grow to know and respect each other
better, and quite an advance is made
In the friendship that will become a
settled thing in the future. As for
the irrepressible Dora, she has been
entertaining Colonel Bob in a quiet
way that does her credit. One would
never imagine this demure creature
could take pleasure in wringing the
heart of an admirer, or coolly tor
menting him. Perhaps she has found
her master at last.
The gentlemen prepare to go. They !
have passed a p.easant evening, and
Dick has heard many little things that
interest him. He has asked ques
tions about the El Dorado, and learns
much considering the short time he I
has known Pauline. On the way to
their lodging-house his comrade takes
him to task.
“What d'ye mean, my boy, asking
all those questions about the El Do
rado, just as though you had never
been there yourself?”
“I had my reasons, Bob. Perhaps ■
I wanted to see if there had been
any changes since last I was at the
mine—perhaps still another motive
influenced me. It may be I shall
soon see the old Spanish mine again.”
“Hello! I heard Miss Pauline
say—”
“Of course you did, old fellow—
that she meant to soon leave Paris
for Mexico. I do not expect to ac
company her, but we may meet there,
by chance, you know, the usual way."
“That suits me, so long as that
charming and delightful Dora is with
her. I make no bones of it, my dear
boy. I'm head over ears in love, and
willing to wade through seas of gore
in order to win her.”
“I’m not as deep in the mire as
you. at the same time I confess to ad
miring Miss Pauline. She's a fine
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tion given of the strange duel in the
great park fails to arouse her. Some
thing weighs heavily upon her mind,
something that may have a bearing
Dn her mission to Paris. She turns
again to the window—turns with a
sigh as she contemplates the numer
ous lights that mark the boulevards
and the world-famous Champs Ely
sees, where crowds throng the pave
ments and gayety abounds, and al
most whispers:
"Will I ever find her—is my quest
i quixotic one—only Heaven knows;
but this night I shall see him, and
who can tell what may come of it?
Hope still buoys me up. I shall not
depart from France for Mexico until
l have exhausted every means of find
ing Beulah.”
It Is time she dressed for dinner;
after that she will have company, for
the gentleman who rendered such
good service on the preceding night
will call, and bring his friend, this
ridiculous colonel, whom Dora has be
witched. and with whom she may yet
divide the sad remnant of her heart;
in his keeping it may find a snug har
bor after passing through many
•storms.
Dinner is over at last; how the time
drags while she awaits his coming; it
aeems strange that the man over
whom the biack-eyed Mexican senori
ta raved, should be coming to see
her. She feels an eagerness to meet
him again that almost alarms her.
“Mr. Richard Denver and Colonel
Bob Harlan. ’ announces Dora, grave
ly, ushering in the two gentlemen.
Miss Pauline confesses to a certain
amount of heart fluttering, as she
looks into the face of this man whom
she has secret'y admired ever since
their strange meeting of the previous
night, when she was brought into
trouble through the decoy letter pur
porting to come from Dora at the
Hospital la Charite. Her life In New
York has made her a girl of the nine
teenth century, and as such no one
man can daunt her; she becomes her
self. and that means an exceedingly
agreeable companion, chatting and
laughing and meeting the co'onel’s
sallies with a zest that quite charms
that worthy, who pronounces her "a
bully girl, equal to gold, twenty-four
carat fine.”
As for Dick, be has less to say, but
proves himself so well informed on all
subjects that Miss Pauline is nettled
and even lays a trap for him. utter
ing some phrase in Latin, when to her
amazement he gives a correct reply
in the same tongue. The colonel
laughs heartily.
“Thought to catch Dick—eh. Miss
Westerly? Cowboys, don't generally
know Greek and Hebrew and Italian,
and old time dead languages, but he
does—he's been to college, I’m proud
to say, and I've heard him get off
Sanscrit or Choctaw or some such
stuff from the grave, by the yard.”
“Really, this is astonishing; It must
have been a singular freak that sent
you to the plains, Mr. Denvec,” she
remarks.
girl, and I believe as brave as she is j
piquant, which is saying a good deal, j
I wonder what brought her to Paris. .
She hinted at some mission. Can
it be in connection with the mine?
—does she contemplate reorganizing
the company, and freezing out those
chaps? It would serve them just
about right if she did, the rascals,
to plot against a young girl.”
“I might give a guess. Dick,” says
the Sheriff of Secora County, as he
stops to light a cigar. “She’s here j
looking for some one.”
“How d’ye know that?” quickly.
"Sly charmer let fall a hint that I
grasped. I’ve a faint idea she is on
the same track that I had engaged
myself for—hunting the missing own
er of those ten shares. I hope she'll
have better luck. Then again it puz
zles me; for Dora, when she inad
vertently let fall this hint, spoke as !
though the object of their search
might be a ‘she.’ ”
Dick laughs at this: he appears to
take precious little interest in the
subject, anyway.
"I wonder what Senor Lopez and
those he controls will be up to next?
They seem to have no scruples about
what they undertake, and Paris is a
wicked city when you try to find it
out. I'm afraid this Mexican, who is
so used to carrying things with a
high hand in his own country, may
have to be taught a lesson over
here.”
"See the head of the police force
about it.” suggested Bob. who, as a
sheriff from the West, has a great
idea of his own influence, and be
lieves all manner of favors will be
granted to them as soon as the pre
fect knows the circumstances of the
case, and realizes the importance of
the position he holds.
“Quite an idea, though, perhaps,
it wouldn’t do to let Miss Pauline
know; she might object to having
her affairs put into the hands of the
police.
“Why not go there, now? He is
easier found in the night than during
the day, they say.”
Dick stops short.
"Jove! you hit the nail on the head
that time. To the office of the pre
fect it is, then.”
"That’s business, Dick, just like
you.”
They reach the office of the pre
fect; ascending a long, narrow flight
of stairs, passing through a corridor,
and then an anteroom, where several
men are busily engaged with bundles
of papers, operators sending and re
ceiving telegraphic messages, and an
air of business reigns—finally being
ushered into the presence of the great
head of the Paris police force.
With this gentleman they spend
nearly half an hour, and are sur
prised to find that he already knows
much of what they desire to tell him,
which goes to show the wonderful
resources of the bureau over which
he presides.
When they finally leave, it is
through another door, an attendant
showing them . e way. The peculiar
smile on the face of the prefect puz
zles Dick, but not for long.
A little devious winding and they
emerge from a door farther down
the street, at least fifty feet below the
one at which they entered.
“The duse!” exclaims Colonel Bob,
when they find themselves alone
again, “this beats the Dutch! They
hedge him in with mystery, it seems.
Why in the world are we turned out
this way?”
‘Tve an idea,” says Dick, quiet
iy
"Oh! you have; suppose you share
it then, my dear fellow. I’m all im
patience to hear it.”
“Come, we will move along a little
—walls have ears in this region, you
know. Lina your arm with mine.
Now, I’ll tell you what I suspect.
Give me a light first, my dear fellow,"
as he draws a weed from his pocket
and lights it.
“Now, pay attention and 111 ex
plain. As we passed along the cor
ridor I had a glimpse of the anteroom
where we waited the prefect's pleas
ure. Something—common curiosity,
perhaps, caused me to g’ance that
way. Several people were waiting an
audience with the prefect, and upon
two my eyes fell with particular in
terest.
“They were ladies, modestly dresB
ed and veiled, but you know I lay
great stress on my ability to dis
cover a friend even when disguised,
and 1 am almost ready to wager a
good sum that I looked upon the
graceful figure of Miss Pauline, wait
ing the anteroom of the prefect’s of
fice.”
The SherifT of Secora County gives
a low cry.
“There were two of them, you say
—then of course if Miss Pauline, then
my adorab'e Dora, the brightest gem :
of all. To think she should be so
near and I not suspect it. What are
you good for, old battered heart, that
you couldn’t warn me of her presence
—a nice barometer you’d make, I
reckon.”
“Come, come, hold up, colonel! I
wouldn’t like to take my affidavit
about this, you know, but I feel pretty
certain. Now, I’m going to prove [
It.”
“You are—how?”
(To be continued.)
KNEW HER LOVER'S INTENTIONS |
—
Young Girl Was Far Wiser Than
Her Mother.
A young lawyer had become very
much attached to a certain young
woman, who was somewhat celebrat
ed among her friends for her repar
tee. The only obstacle in the path
way of the young man was his ex
ceeding shyness, for while always in
command of himself in the court
room. he became almost speechless
in the presence of his adored one. As
one method of showing his devotion
it was his custom to shower his inam
orata with presents, says Harper’s
Weekly.
The young lady’s mother, being far j
from satisfied with the status of the
case, broached the subject.
“My dear,” she said, "you have let
Mr. Brown practically monopolize
your society for a year, and now have
scarcely any other callers. Has he
ever given you to understand that
his intentions are serious?”
“No, he hasn't said anything, but I
know they are.”
“How can you know, if he has said
nothing?”
The girl smiled.
“Well,” she said, “you know he is
a lawyer, and lawyers always com
mence a contract with ‘Know all men
by these presents.’”
Old Friends Clinked Glasses.
A certain District of Columbia
Judge, who was recently, promoted
from the post of Prosecuting Attorney
to the Police Court bench, stepped in
to a cozy place where he now and
then drops in with some old lawyer
friend to sip a toddy and exchange ;
the news of the day. After a while
his lawyer friend left him, and he ob
served a ruddy-faced, good-looking
man of middle age standing near who j
seemed to want to speak to him.
The stranger edged up near him.
“Jedge,” he said politely, “won't ye
have something with me?”
The Judge was not in the mood to
hurt any one’s feelings, and said he
didn’t mind if he did have something.
Two glasses were poured and lifted,
and just as the contents were com
ing under the influence of the law of
gravitation the stranger said cheer
ily. “Prosit: drink hearty, Jedge.
Drink hearty! ye sent me down to
the pen once, but I don’t cherish no
grudge agin ye, Jedge.”
At Col. Linehan’s Expense.
The late Col. John C. Linehan. in
surance commissioner of New Hamp
shire, was noted for his ability in tell
ing .from what part of the world a
person came by his name.
A friend, thinking to have a little
fun with him, said: “Colonel, in
Nashua we have a name which some
times troubles us. It is spelt M-a-c
h-i-n-e-r-y.”
“Oh, yes. MacHinery,” the colonel
replied. “They are quite a prominent
family, and come from the northern
part of Ireland.”
Nothing was said on the subject for
a few minutes, until the gentleman
from Nashua was about to leave,
when he said: “Colonel, perhaps you
pronounce it MacHinery. but most of
the people in Nashua call it ma
chinery.”
Remarkable Escape from Death.
Running across a field in the dark,
a Belfast boy named Murphy fell down
a disused pit, the covering of which
had somehow got removed. The lad
had a miraculous escape. Although
he descended 60 (Ireland) feet he
sustained no other injury than a
wrenched ankle. For two days he
was confined in the shaft, crying at
intervals for help, which did not come.
His parents having reported his dis
appearance, search parties were
formed, but the mystery was not
solved until workmen who had been
engaged in filling up the shaft return
ed to work after an interval of some
days. They were astonished to hear
piteous cries for help coming from the
bottom of the shaft, and with some
difficulty they got the boy to the sur
face.
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j Late News by Wire.
The players of the University of
Pennsylvania won the seventh annual
tournament of the triangular college
chess league, scoring five games won ;
to 4V4 for Brown and 2% for Cornell.
The annual tournament of the In- :
door Rifle League of the United States
will be held in Grand Rapids. Mich.,
February 12 to 17. The date has just
been announced by the executitve offi
cers.
At Montreal, December 29. Frank
Gotch defeated Delivuk, the Austrian |
wrestler, in two straight falls Graeco
Roman. He took the first fall in one
hour and the second in twenty-six
minutes.
Hemery, winner of the Vanderbilt
cup race, driving an eight cylinder 200
horse power automebile, covered a kil- j
ometer (five-eighths of a mile) at
Paris, France, in : 20 3-5. This breaks
the world’s record.
At the Racquet and Tennis Club of
New York Peter Latham, the world’s
champion at court tennis, and A1
White, a local professional, defeated
George Standing and J. White, both
local professionals. The score: 6-2,
4-6, 6-0, 7-5.
The New Zealand football team fin
ished its tour of Great Britain Decem
ber 30 by defeating Swansea by a
score of 4 to 3. This was the visitors’
thirty-second game. The total number
of points is. New Zealand 840 and the
United Kingdom'39.
James Vaughan, former half back
at Dartmouth, is being urged to accept
the position of coach for next season
for the University of Cincinnati foot
ball eleven. Jimmy Vaughan is now
a professor of mathematics at Lake
Forest university. Lake Forest, 111.
Louis S. Ross, who won the Dewar
cup fo- the international straightaway
one mile automobile championship
during the Ormond races last January,
has reconsidered his determination to
defend the trophy. He will not be a
competitor in the beach races next
month.
J. C. O’Brien, chairman of the regis
ed the issuance of a challenge to
James J. Jeffries, the retired heavy
weight. Any terms that Jeffries may
demand, he says, will be accepted.
The biggest boxing event of the
year in England took place December
26, at the National Sporting club,
when J. Palmer successfully defended
the heavyweight championship of
England by knocking out Geoffrey
Thorne in the fourth round. The
match was for $500 a side and a
purse of $750.
Tom Sharkey, representing George
Gardner, the Lowell (Mass.) scrapper,
has issued a challenge to Philadel
phia Jack O’Brien to fight any num
ber of rounds at from 168 pounds up
for a side bet of $5,000. Gardner is
ready to fight O'Brien at any time or
place, and will let the conqueror of
Bob Fitzsimmons name the condi
tions of the battle. If O'Brien will
not fight fifteen, twenty or twenty
five rounds, or to a finish, Gardner
will meet him in a six round bout in
Philadelphia, the side bet, of course,
not going on a battle of such short
duration. Sharkey will post the
$5,000 side bet as soon as O’Brien
says the word.
Baseball.
The candidates for Harvard’s team
will be called on January 9, the ear
liest in the history of the college.
There will be no professional coach
for the pitching department.
John J. McCloskey of Louisville
has been signed as manager of the St.
Louis National League club, the an
nouncement being made in a telegram
received from Stanley Robison, who
is in Cleveland.
It has been decided that the Har
vard baseball team will not have pro
fessional coaches for its pitchers next
spring. A graduate system will pre
vail. Jack Chesbro and Cy Young
have done this work for years.
Earl Zook, a promising Indiana
pitcher, who has been playing with
the southern leagues for some sea
sons, has received three offers for
CHAMPION BILLIARD PLAYER OF FRANCE.
tration committee of the Western A.
A. U., announced that he will resign
the position as soon as his successor
is appointed. He stated as his reason
that business demands made it neces
sary for him to sever his connection
with the organization.
Although Barney Oldfield experi
enced several early defeats, he again
won the track championship of the
American Automobile association for
the year 1905. Oldfield has received
the prize emblematic of the cham
pionship, a valuable gold medal. He
ended the season with a total of 26
points, just twice the number earned
by his nearest rival, Chevrolet.
An international professional rac
quet match, in which George Stand
ing, the American champion, and Ed
ward Rogers defeated Peter Latham,
the English champion, and David
Gardner, attracted a large gathering
of players. The four-handed contest
consisted of six games, four of which
were won by Standing and Rogers,
Latham and Gardner winning the sec
ond and third.
Word was received in New York
last week of the death of Edward
Dampier Brickwood. a famous English
oatsman. Mr. Brickwood was 68 years
old. In 1861 he was the winner of the
Wingfield sculls and later he won the
diamond sculls twice. When he aban
doned active competition Mr. Brick
wood devoted his time to coaching
and he was recognized as one of the
best coaches and authorities on row
ing in England.
The State Department has been for
mally notified that the Olympic games
will be held at Athens, Greece, from
April 22 to May 2, and by the record
established will be made up of the of
ficial records of the Greek Olympiads,
after they have been approved by the
committee of umpires. The contests
embrace almost all forms of athletics,
and only amateurs qualified by known
amateur unions will be eligible for
entry. American entries must be
made before March 12 next.
| ■wing. “I
Jack Dougherty of Milwaukee has
lBsued a challenge to fight any welter
weight His manager has posted a
substantial forfeit
Mike Schreck of . Cincinnati and
John Wille of Chicago matched to
battle twenty-five rounds at Colma on
the first Friday in February.
Jack O’Brien, who recently defeat
ed Robert Fitzsimmons, has authoriz
next season. He will accept one of
them, probably with a Texas league.
The New York Nationals have sign
ed a new catcher, M. W. Fitzgerald
is his name. He played last year
with the “outlaw” league at Sharon,
Pa. He weighs 185 pounds and is
said to be a good thrower and likely
hitter.
Jack Dolan, formerly with the Chi
cago, St. Louis and Washington Na
tional league teams, and last year
with the Youngstown team of the Pro
tective league, probably will manage
the Akron team of the same league
next season.
Amos Rusie, formerly a famous
pitcher for the New York National
league baseball team, but who is now
employed in Indiana, denies that he
is going to re-enter baseball, as "has
been widely reported. He says he
has asked for no place and has no
intention of ever playing again.
Catcher Fritz, who was with Shreve
port last season, has gone to Pregreso.
Mexico, with a team of ball players
from Mobile. There will be a league
of ball clubs in Yucatan this winter,
and Fritz has the handling of one of
these clubs. There will be a number
of Southern League players in the
list, and ftey will remain in the trop
ics until spring.
Frank Bonner, the famous baseball
player, died in a hospital in Kansas
City of blood poisoning. Bonner was
41 years old. He had been a profes
sional baseball player for twenty
years, and played with the old Balti
more Orioles when that team won the
pennant three years in succession. He
played for Louisville before being
transferred to Kansas City, and last
season was considered one of the best
second basemen in the American as
sociation.
| On the Turf.
Looking over the list of sensational
horses developed during the season,
the name of Sysonby, James R.
Keene’s wonderful 3-year-old son of
Meiton-Optlme, the unbeaten horse of
the season, stands out as the undis
puted king of the turf. Among turf
men generally he is regarded as eas
ily the peer of American thorough
breds, the greatest racer that the
country has ever produced. The win
ner of more than $140,000 in stakes
alone during the present season, he
takes his place at the top of the list
as the biggest winner of this or any
other year in American turf history.
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JJV THE BALTIC TBOVI/fCES
Russia's Baltic provinces are at the
present time busily engaged in mak
ing history, so that the following facts
may be of interest. Esthonia. Kur
land and Livonia are the districts
principally involved. In all three the
aristocracy is German in language and
race, but composes only a small part
of the population. In Esthonia the vast
ipajority of the inhabitants are Esths,
a Finnish people of Uralo-Altalc
stock. Livonia and Kurland are in
habited chiefly by the Letts, closely
allied to the Lithuanians. The Rus
sians constitute but a small fraction
of the inhabitants of the district. In
the thirteenth century the heathen
peoples dwelling on the shores of the
Baltic were subjugated by the Knights,
Sword-Bearers and Teutonic knights,
who introduced the German civiliza
tion. With the Lithuanians the Letts
constitute a separate division of the
Aryan, or Indo-European family. The
old Prussians belonged to the Letto
Lithuanian stock.
These Letto-Lithuanians are phys
ically well built. The face is mostly
elongated, the features fine. The
very fair hair, blue eyes and delicate
skin distinguish them from the Poles
and Russians. Their dress is usually
plain in comparison with that of the
Poles, and grayish colors predominate
in it. Their language has great simi
larity to the Sanskrit. The popular
poetry of both the Letts and Lith
nauinans is rich in both idyllic and
lyric songs, imbued with the tenderest
love and melancholy and a most po
etical feeling for nature, and are re
markable for their absolute chastity.
The national character is fully ex
pressed in them—not warlike at all,
but melancholy and sociable. In the
Lettish song there is an added char
acteristic, the hatred which the peo
ple feel toward the German landhold
ers.
Despite the fact that the people are
either Lutherans or Roman or Greek
Catholics, the names of the old pagan
divinities, very numerous in their for
mer mythology, are continually men
tioned in songs and also in common
speech. The forests of Livonia and
Kurland have played an important
part in their history. Their chief
priest worshiped in the forests, the
people brought their offerings to their
divinities at the foot of mighty oaks,
and even during the fourteenth cen
tury the “zincz,” an inextinguishable
Are. was maintained. To this day
traces of the worship of oak treea
may be seen.
WHISKSy “BOTTLE Iff ARCHIVES
A whisky bottle Is filed away with 1
care among the archives of the Ha
waiian government, as are also two of
the nodding chicken feather helmet
adornments formerly worn by King
Kalakaua on state occasions. The
bottle is certainly a unique “docu
ment” for the archives, but a written
statement across the face of the label
shows that it played an important 1
part in the revolution of 1895. when
the attempt was made to overthrow
the republic and restore the queen to
her throne.
Th bottle is an ordinary one, with
a bulging cork, and is about half full
of a liquid of which, for some reason
or another, no one in the capitol is
willing to partake.
Across the face is the following
written with pen and ink
“In re treason of Gulick et al. Ex. j
B. Filed this 21st day of January.
1895. J. W. Jones, 1st Lieut. Co. D., ■
N. G. H., Recorder.”
After the death of Charles Carter
at Diamond Head, who was killed by
revolutionists, the government troops
were dispatched to Bertelmann's place
and put on guard. It was a strenuous
time. One night when the guards
were being changed every hour, so
that no sentry would have an oppor
tunity of falling asleep, the officer in
charge is said to have sent for some
hot coffee. This would aid in keeping
the soldiers awake. The coffee came.
Also a bottle of whisky was brought
along. The officers said the men
could drink coffee, but not whisky. It
was suggested that whisky might be
put in the coffee. No. It might make
them drowsy. But it happened that
one of the soldiers drank some whis
ky. He fell asleep half an hour after
ward and did not wake until the next
morning about daylight. He was
shaken several times during the night
but he was in a deep, heavy slumber
and could not be awakened.
The bottle of whisky was kept in
the camp. The contents are, and prob
ably will remain untouched, for there
seems to be a general impression about
that the contents were, and may be
still, “doped.”—Hololulu Commercial
Advertiser.
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MUST FIGHT FO*R SUCCESS
Many a man has tried to justify his j
failure on the ground that he was
doomed by the cards which fate dealt I
him, that he must pick them up and
play the game, and that no effort,
however great, on his part could ma
terially change the result, says a
writer in Success. But, my young
friend, the fate that deals your cards
is in the main your own resolution.
The result of the game does not rest
with fate or destiny, but with you.
You will take the trick if you have
the superior energy, ability and deter
mination requisite to take it. You
have the power within yourself to
change the value of the cards which,
you say, fate has dealt you. The game
depends upon your training, upon the
way you are disciplined to seize and
use your opportunities and upon your
ability to put grit in the place of su
perior advantages.
Just because circumstances do
sometimes give clients to lawyers and
patients to physicians, put common
place clergymen in uncommon pulpits,
and place the sons of the rich at the
head of great corporations even when
they have only average ability and
scarcely any experience, while poor
youths with greater ability and more
experience often have to fight their
way for years to obtain ordinary sit
uations, are you justified in starting
out without a chart or in leaving a
place for luck in your program? What
would you think of the captain of a
great liner who would start out to
sea without any port in view and trust
to luck to land his precious cargo
safely?
Did you ever know of a strong
young man making out his life pro
gram and depending upon chance to
carry out any part of it? Men who
depend upon “luck” do not thint It
worth while to make a thorough i rep
aration for success. They are not
willing to pay the regular price for it.
They are looking for bargains. They
are hunting for short cuts to success.
Power gravitates to the man who
knows how. "Luck is the tide, noth
ing more. The strong man rows with
it if it makes toward his port; he
rows against it if it flows the other
way.” .
QX/EE'R GIFTS TO JOCKEYS
One of the greatest of living jock
eys has a most remarkable collection
of tributes from admirers, unknown
and otherwise. It contains, among
other strange things, pawn tickets,
writs and summonses contributed by
unsuccessful backers of his mounts,
talismans of all kinds to bring him
luck in his races, sermons and tracts
for his spiritual welfare, recipes for
all kinds of ailments from coughs to
a tendency to corpulence, forms for in
suring against accidents, offers of
marriage accompanied by bundles of
photographs of would-be wives, welsh
ers’ tickets and a pair of wornout
boots with the legend: “All that is
left of them after walking from
York to London; backed all your
mounts.”
A few years ago, after his horse had
lost an important race, a well-known i
turfman went up to the jockey and
made him a formal and public presen- )
tation of a silver snuffbox, saying
that if he would look inside he would
see the kind of horse he ought to ride
in future. The jockey opened the |
box and found in it half a dozen fat
snails. It was the same satirical own
er who on another occasion presented
his jockey with a sumptuous casket,
which on being opened disclosed a
wooden spoon, and to a third jockey
who had failed to win an important
race he handed a pair of crutches
bought from a beggar on the course.
When John Singleton, a clever jock
ey of nearly two centuries ago. first
won a race in Yorkshire the farmer
whose horse he had ridden to victory
was so delighted with his achievement
that he made hir% a present of a ewe.
whose offspring soon mustered a
round dozen, and really started the ex
shepherd lad on his career as a jock
ey. Singleton was very proud of and
gTateful for his singular fee.
In this respect he furnished a great
contrast to a well-known jockey who,
when a check for $1,500 was handed
to him by the owner of a horse on
which he had won a race, crumpled it
up contemptuously with the remark
that he had “often received more for
riding a 2-year-old.”
THE OLD LOVED TVfiES
A bov we had belongin' us, an’ och, but j
" he was gay.
An’ we ’d sooner hear him singin’ than
we ’d hear the birds in May;
For a bullfinch was a fool to him, an’ all
ye had to do.
Only name the song ye wanted an’he ’d
sing It for ye through
Wld his “Up now there!” an’ his “Look
about an’ thry for It,”
Faith, he had the quarest songs of any
ye could find—
"Poppies in the Corn” too. an’ "Mollie,
never cry for it!”
"The pretty girl I courted.” an’
“There’s trouble in the wind.”
Music is deludherin’, ye ’ll hear the peo
ple say.
The more they be deludhered then the
better is their case;
I would sooner miss my dhrink than
never hear a fiddle play
And since Hughie up an’ left us this
has been another place.
Arrah. Come back, lad! an’ we ’ll love
you when you sing for us—
Sure we’re gettin’ oulder an' ye’ll may
be come too late—
Sing “Girl Dear!” an’ “The Bees among
the Ling” for us.
Still I’d shake a foot to hear “The Pig
eon on the Gate.”
Oh Hughie had the music, but there
come on him a change.
He should ha' stayed the boy he was
an' never grow a man;
I seen the shadow on his face before his
time to range.
An’ I knew he song for sorrow as a
winter lobin can.
But that’s not the way!—oh. I’d feel my
heart grow light again.
Hughie. if X*d hear you at the “Pleas
ant Summer Rain.”
Ould sweet tunes, sure my wrong ’ud
all come right again.
Listenin’ for an hour. I’d forget the
feel o’ pain.
—Moira O’Neill in the January McClure’s.
Fable of the Two Nephews.
There was once a Rich and Stingy
Did Bachelor who had Two Nephews.
And one, being a Hypocrite, said in his
Heart: “All men are Mortal, and this
One must Die sometime, although, un
fortunately, his Doctor understands
bis Case. So I will Pretend to Love
my Unde and Bear with him and Tend
bim with Great Care and Tender As
siduity.” But the Other Nephew who
was blunt and Honest in his Feelings,
said to All Whom it Did not Concern:
Why should I pretend to Care for My
Uncle when I Don’t and Play the |
Hypocrite. He cannot but Respect j
my Independence the More then than
if I Fawned upon him.”
One day the Uncle died when it
Suddenly occurred to him that he was
Spending too much Breath. To the
Nephew who Was a Hypocrite he left
his Fortune and to the One who Did
not Conceal his Real feeling he Left
his Regards.
Moral: Most people like to be Flat
tered because Human Nature is Built
that Way and the People who gire
Real Money to Folks Who say Right
out what they Think about them are
only to be Found in Highly Moral
Story Books.—Baltimore American.