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    Loup City Northwestern
J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher.
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Wellman’s Persistency.
The indefatigable Walter Wellman
has established wireles telegraph con
nection between the Arctic regions
and Washington preparatory to em
barking on his hazardous aerial polar
expedition. Interest in the venture
will increase as the time approaches
for the final launching of the airship
from the station off the north coast
of Norway in August, the ill fate o:C
the Andre expedition preparing the
public mind ominously for another
plunge into the silences of the Arctic.
The Wellman expedition is, however,
equipped doubly. The dirigible bal
loon and wireless telegraphy w%re not
available to Andre, and it is with the
aid of these two inventions that the
intrepid Wellman hopes to return.
Andre made the trip one way. Well
man, the man, becomes for the mo
ment a prominent figure among the
daring adventurers of romance and
history, whatever wisdom may lie in
his venture, and however profitless or
profitable the undertaking may be,
says the Detroit Free Press. The
present expedition will be his third.
Fired by ambition and moved by a
spirit of geographical adventure, Well
man abandoned temporarily his work
in the newspaper field as Washington
correspondent for western newspa
pers, and in 1894 ventured north, re
turning with valuable information. In
1898 he made a second expedition and
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land, locating many new Arctic
islands. He returned from these ex
peditions broken in health and almost
incapacitated for active work. A man
of his indomitable courage and per
sistence is not to be stayed by ordi
nary obstacles. Instead of seeking
comfort and ease, he applied himself
once more to his newspaper work with
'the one ruling passion urging him on,
to gather enough funds for a third and
perhaps successful venture. Though
suffering bodily from the effects of his
former experiences in the frozen
north, Wellman devoted the past
seven years to enlisting capital,
amassing funds from his own savings
and preparing for what may be the
denouement of his life work. With
this sort of courage and faith behind
his new expedition, and the valuable
experience gained by his previous
dashes for the pole, Wellman's ven
ture promises well.
Even a moment’s reflection ought to
.show Bishop Fallows that the so
called extravagances of the rich are
not without their compensations. We
need not defend the giving of $50,000
banquets or the purchase of $10,000
gowns in order to realize that these
Are proceedings which put money in
circulation. If every rich man lived
as frugally as did the late Russell
Sage, for instance, a great many lines
of business would find themselves
fallen upon evil days. It is better,
from the standpoint of the ordinary
citizen, that the millionaire should
spend his money foolishly than not
spend it at all. The ethics of the mat
ter is another thing.
. The writers of the Russell Sage
obituary notices are almost a unit in
declaring that his great passion was
money-making, a fact which distin
guished him from almost the entire
body of his fellow countrymen.—Chi
cago Inter Ocean. No, in his passion
for money-making he was like two
thirds of humanity. It was his passion
for keeping money that distinguished
him from the rest of his fellowmen.
The development of Alaska has
been one of the wonders of the age,
and it is certain to proceed still more
rapidly when the network of railroads
planned for the territory shall be com
pleted. The days of the Indian courier
and the dog team as the chief means
of communication are fast disappear
ing. The Yukon river is navigable for
many miles and has afforded means of
access to the interior, but it is frozen
over a large part of tin year and does
not reach some of the more important
areas. Several big steam railroad
lines in Alaska have been mapped out,
and before many years it wili be pos
sible to visit and travel about the
"Seward purchase” in drawing room
cars and with as much comfort and
even luxury as the tourist in any oth
er part of Uncle Sam’s possessions
can command.
Every American girl is a queen, and
no doubt the European crowds that
gather to see the daughter of a presi
dent reflect that every man in pros
perous America Is a sovereign.
A New York specialist says bridge
whist is responsible for much of the
nervous prostration that is being re
ported. He must be so situated that
he needn’t care whether he is popular
or not
An electric railroad on which the
run from New York to Chicago can be
made in ten hours is projected. The
sleeping car porters are not likely tc
look with much favor on such an en
terprise.
His majesty’s ship Euryalus, return
ing from the maneuvers, made an in
teresting record in coaling, according
to the London Mail. Twelve hundred
and four tons were got into the bunk
era in eight and a half hours, an aver
age of 141.6 tons an hour, the best
hour giving 165 tons. Seeing that the
Euryalus is a training ship, and tha'
the work was done by boys, this is 4
splendid record.
Mr. Sage was uncommonly “tight’'
Now for a test of his will.
CHAPTER IV—Continued.
Ahead of the steel layers were the
Italians placing the cross ties in posi
tion to receive the track, and here the
forman’s badge of office and scepter
was a pick handle. Above all the
clamor and the shoutings Virginia
could hear the bull-bellow of this fore
man roaring out his commands—In
term3 happily not understandable to
her; and once she drew back with a
little cry of womanly shrinking when
the pick handle thwacked upon the
shoulders of one who lagged.
It was this bit of brutality which
enabled her to single out Winton In
the throng of workers. He h«ard the
blow, and the oath that went with it,
and she saw him run forward to
wrench the bludgeon from the bully’s
hands and fling It afar. What words
emphasized the act she could not hear,
Dut the little deed of swift justice
thrilled her curiously, and her heart
warmed to him as It had when he had
thrown off his coat to fall to work on
the derailed engine of tne “Limited.”
‘‘That was fine!” she said to herself.
VMost men in his place wouldn’t care,
so long as the work was done, and
done quickly. I wonder if—oh, you
Startled me!"
It was Mr. Somerville Darrah again,
clothed upon and in his right mind;
otherwise the mind of a master of men
who will brook neither defeat at the
hands of an antagonist nor disobe
dience on the part of his following.
He was scowling fiercely across at the
Utah activities when she spoke, but at
her exclamation the frown softened
into a smile for his favorite niece.
“Startled you, eh? Pahdon me, my
deah Virginia. But as I am about to
startle someone else, perhaps you
would better go in to your aunt.”
She put her hand on his arm.
"Please let me stay out here, Uncle
Somerville,” she said. “I’ll be good
and not get in the way.”
He shook his head, rather in depre
cation than refusal.
“An officer will be here right soon
now to mase an arrest There may
be a fight, or at least trouble of a sort
you wouldn't care to see, my deah.”
"is it—1s it Mr. Winton?” she asked.
He nodded.
“What has he been doing—besides
being ’The Enemy?’ ”
The Rajah's smile was ferocious.
“Just now he is trespassing, and di
recting others to trespass, upon pri
vate property. Do you see that dump
up there on tne mountain?—the hole
that looks like a mouth with a long
gray beard hanging below it? That is
a mine, and its claim runs down across
the track where Misteh Winton is just
now spiking his rails.”
“But the right of way; I don’t un
derstand,” she began; then she stopped
short and clung to the strong arm. A
man in a wide-flapped hat and cow
boy chapparajoes, with a revolver on
either hip, was crossing the stream on
the ice bridge to scramble up the em
bankment of the new line.
“The officer?” she asked, In an awed
whisper.
The Rajah made a sign of assent
Then, identifying Winton in the throng
of workers, he forgot Virginia’s pres
ence. “Confound him!” he fumed.
“I’d give a thousand dollars if he’d
faveh me by showing fight, so we
could lock him up on a criminal
count!”
“Why, Uncle Somerville!" she cried.
But there was no time for reproach
es. The leather-breeched person mas
querading as the Argentine town mar
shal had climbed the embankment,
and singling out his man was reading
his warrant.
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hope, Winton submitted quietly. With
a word to his men—a word that
stopped the strenuous labor-battle as
suddenly as it had begun—he turned
to pick his way down the rough hill
side at the heels of the marshal.
For some reason that she could never
have set out in words Virginia was
distinctly disappointed. It was no
part of her desire to 3ee the conflict
blaze up in violence, but it nettled her
to see Winton give up so easily. Some
such thought as this had possession of
her while the marshal and his prisoner
were picking their way across the ice,
and she was noping that Winton would
give her a chance to requite him, if
only with a look.
But It was Town Marshal Peter Big
gin, affectionately known to his con
stituents as “Bigginjin Pete,” who
gave her the coveted opportunity. In
stead of disappearing decently with
his captive, the marshal made the
mistake of his life by marching Win
ton up the track to the private car,
thrusting him forward and saying:
“Here’s yer meat, Guv’nor. What-all
'ud ye like fer me to do with hit?"
Now it is safe to assume that the
Rajah had no intention of appearing
thus openly as the instigator of Win
ton’s arrest. Hence, if a fierce scowl
and a wordless oath could maim, it Is
to be feared that the overzealous Mr.
Biggin would have been physically
disqualified on the spot. As it was,
Mr. Darrah’s ebullient wrath could find
no adequate speech forms, and in the
eloquent little pause Winton had time
to smile up at Miss Carteret and to
wish her the pleasantest of good
mornings.
But the Rajah’s handicap was not
permanent
“Confound you, seh!” he exploded.
“I’m not a justice of the peace. If
you’ve made an arrest, you must have
had a warrant for it, and you ought
to know what to do with your pris
oner ”
“I’m dashed if I do," objected the
simple-hearted Mr. Biggin. “I al
lowed you wanted him.”
Winton laughed openly.
“Simplify it for him, Mr. Darrah.
W« all know that it was your move
to stop the work, ant you have stopped
it—for the moment What is the
charge and where is It answerable?"
The Rajah dropped the mask and
spoke to the point.
“The cha’ge, seh, is trespass, and it
is answerable in Judg9 Whitcomb’s
cou’t In carbonate. The plaintiff in
this particular case is John Doe, the
supposEtble owneh of that mining
claim up yondeh. In the next It will
probably be Richa’d Roe. You are
fighting: a losing battle, seh.”
Win ton’s smile showed his teeth.
“That remains to be seen,” he coun
tered, coolly.
The Rajah waved a shapely hand
towards the opposite embankment,
where the track layers were idling in
silent groups waiting for some one in
authority to tell them what to do.
“We can do that every day, Misteh
Winton. And each separate individual
arrest will cost your company 12
hours, or such a matteh—the time re
quired for you to co to Carbonate to
give bond for your appearance.”
During this colloquy Virginia had
held her ground stubbornly, this
though she felt intuitively that it
would be the greatest possible relief
to the three men if she would go away.
But now a curious struggle as of a
divided allegiance was holding her.
Of course, she wanted Mr. Somerville
Darrah to win. Since he was its ad
vocate, his cause must be righteous
and just.. But as against this dutiful
convince ment there was a rebellious
hope that Winton would not allow
himself to be beaten; or, rather, it was
a feeling that she would never for
give him if she should.
So it was that she stood with face
averted lest he should see her eyes
and read the rebellious hope in them.
And notwithstanding the precaution
he both saw and read, and made an
swer to the Rajah’s ultimatum accord
ingly.
“Do your worst, Mr. Darrah. We
have some 20 miles of steel to lay to
take us into the Carbonate yards.
That steel shall go down in spite of
anything you can do to prevent it”
Virginia waited breathless for her
uncle’s reply to this cool defiance.
Contrary to all precedent, it was mild
ly expostulatory.
“It grieves me, seh, to find you so
determined to cou’t failure,” he began;
breakfast, the clank of steel and the
chanteys of the hammermen on the
other side of the canyon began again
with renewed vigor. The Rajah threw,
up his head like a war horse .scent
ing the battle from afar and laid his
commands upon the long-suffering
secretary.
“Faveh me, Jastrow. Get out there
and see what they are doing, seh.”
The secretary was back in the short
est possible interval, and his report
was concise and business-like.
"Work under full headway again, in
charge of a fellow who wears a billy
cock hat and smokes cigarettes."
“Mr. Morton P. Adams,” said Vir
ginia, recognizing the description.
“Will you have him arrested too. Uncle
Somerville?”
But \he Rajah rose hastily without
replying and went to his office state
room, followed, shadow-like, by the
obsequious Jastrow.
It was some little time after break
fast, and Virginia and the Reverend
Billy were doing a constitutional on
the plank platform at the station,
when the secretary came down from
the bar on his way to the telegraph
office.
It was Virginia who stopped him.
“What do we do next, Mr. Jastrow?”
she said—“call in the United States
army?”
For reply he handed her a telegram,
damp from the copying press. It was
addressed to the superintendent of the
C. & G. R. at Carbonate, and she read
It without scruple.
"Have the sheriff of Ute rounty swear
in a dozen deputies and come with them
by special train to Argentine. Revive all
possible titles to abandoned mining claims
on line of the Utah Extension, and have
Sheriff Deckert bring blank warrants to
cover any emergency.
“DARRAH, V. P."
“That’s one of them,” said the sec
retary. “I daren’t show you the other.”
“Oh, please!” she said, holding out
her hand, while the Reverend Billy
considerately turned his back.
Jastrow weighed the chances of de
tection. It was little enough he could
do to lay her under obligations to him,
and he was willing to do that little
as he could. “I guess I can trust you,"
he said, and gave her the second
square of press-damp paper.
Like the first, it was addressed to
the superintendent at Carbonate. IJut
this time the brown eyes flashed and
her breath came quickly as she read
the vice president’s cold-blooded after
thought:
“Town Marshal Biggin will arrive in
Carbonate on No. 301 this a. m. with a
prisoner. Have our attorneys see to it
that the man is promptly jailed in de
fault of bond. If he is set at liberty, as
he is likely to be, I shall trust you to ar
range for his rearrest and detention at all
hazards.
"D."
CHAPTER V.
Virginia took thi first step in the
perilous path of the strategist when
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WINTON WALKED BACK TO THE STATION AT THE HEELS OF HIS
CAPTOR.
and when i:he whistle of the upcoming
Carbonate train gave him leave to go
on: "Constable, you will find trans
po’tation for yourself and one in the
hands of the station agent. Misteh
Winton, that is your train. I wish you
good morning and a pleasant journey.
Come, Virginia, we shall be late to ouh
breakfast”
Winton walked back to the station
at the heels of his captor, cudgelling
his brain to devise some means of get
ting word to Adams. Happily the
technologian, who had been unloading
steel at the construction camp, had
been told of the arrest, and when
Winton reached the station he found
his assistant waiting Jor him.
But now the train was at hand and
time had grown suddenly precious.
Winton turned short upon the marshal.
“This is not a criminal matter, Mr.
Biggin; will you give me a moment
with my friend?”
The ex-cowboy grinned. "Bet your
life I will. I ain’t lovin’ that old
b’iler-buster In the private car none
too hard.” And he went in to get the
passes.
"What’s up?” queried Adams, forget
ting his drawl for once in a way.
"An arrest—trumped-up charge of
trespass on that mining claim up yon
der. But I’ve got to go to Carbonate
to answer the charge and give bonds,
just the same.”
“Any Instructions?”
“Yes. When the train is out of sight
and hearing, you get bacl; over there
and drive that track laying for every
foot there is in it.”
Adams nodded. "I’ll do it, add get
myself locked up, I suppose."
"No, you won’t; that’s the beauty of
it. The majesty of the law—all there
is of it in Argentine—goes with me to
Carbonate in the person of the town
marshal.”
"Oh, good—eucculently good! Well,
so long. I’ll look for you back on the
evening train?”
"Sure; if the Rajah doesn’t order it
to be abandoned on my poor account"
Ten minutes later, when the train
had gone storming on its way to Car
bonate and the Rosemary party was at
she handed the incendiary telegram
back to Jastrow.
“Poor Mr. Wlnton!” she said, with'
the real sympathy in the words made
most obviously perfunctory by the
tone. “What a world of possibilities
there is masquerading behind that lit
tle word ‘arrange.’ Tell me more
about it, Mr. Jastrow. How will they
‘arrange’ it?”
“Winton’s rearrest? Nothing easier
in a tougn mining camp like Carbon
ate, 1 should say.”
“Yes, but how?”
“I can’t prophesy how Grafton will
go about it, tut I know what I should
do.”
Virginia’s smite was irresistible, but
there was a look in the deepest depth
of the brown eyes that was sifting Mr.
Arthur Jastrow to the innermost sand
heap of his desert nature.
“How would you do it, Mr. Napoleon
Jastrow?” she asked, giving him the
exact fillip on the side of gratified van
ity.
“Oh, I’d fix him. He is in a frame
of mind right now; and by the time
the lawyers are through drilling him
in the trespass affair, he’ll be just
spoiling for a row with somebody.”
“Do you think so? Oh, how deli
cious! And then what?”
“Then I’d hire some plug-ugly to
stumble up against him and pick a
quarrel with him. He’d do the rest—
and land In the lockup.”
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Build Road for Princess’ Benefit.
Old Khedive Ismail’s expensive com
pliment to the then Empress Eugenie
36 years ago—the construction of a
fine carriage road from Cairo to the
pyramids and the Sphinx of Gizeh bo
that she might drive instead of riding
a donkey—a as been copied by the
present khedival government for the
princess of Wales. For her a carriage
road has been built from Bedrasheen
to the pyramids and ruins at Sakkara.
This road, like the one made for the
empress of the French, will be serv
iceable to ordinary tourists hence
forth. There is even a trolley line
from Cairo to Gizelu.
From Nation*s Capital
Interesting Gossip of Men and Events at Washington—Promotion for
President's Faithful Assistant—Social Revolt Planned by Wliite
House Bride—Other Happenings.
WASHINGTON.—The first Oklahoma man to
receive a federal appointment since the admis
sion of the new state into the union is Maurice
C. Latta, the president’s favorite stenographer,
who has been made assistant private secretary
to succeed B. F. Barnes, the new postmaster of
this city. Mr. Latta has been an assistant of Pri
vate Secretary Loeb for about five years, so the
appointment does not mean much to him aside
from an official title and an increase in salary of
$1,200 a year. Util his elevation to the post
mastership Barnes drew the $3,000 salary, while
Latta did most of the work.
The new assistant secretary is a modsst
retiring chap. He is over six feet in height,
smooth shaven, has strong features and a gcod
eye. Latta was a clerk in the general land office
in Oklahoma when John Addison Porter, private
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retary of the Interior Bliss for one of the latter’s expert men to help out with
the heavy White House mail. Latta was summoned to fill the gap, and his
work so pleased the White House officers that he was kept there.
President Roosevelt began dictating his speeches to Latta, and he liked
the tall, silent man so well that he began using him as his regular amanuensis.
When the president had to read and study at night, in the preparation of a
speech, he would have Latta at his side taking notes.
Latta always accompanies the president on the latter’s trips about the
country. Whenever Mr. Roosevelt delivers an address of a public character
Latta will be found within a few feet of him, taking notes of the speech.
These speeches, of course, are always prepared in advance. Latta holds one
copy in his hand, with a notebook and ink, ready to record interpolated re
marks or changes in the original text. Latta’s copy becomes the official re
port of the speech, which is preserved at the White House.
ALICE WILL TRY TO RETAJN RANK.
According to Dame Gossip the coming winter
will see changes In the time-bound etiquette of
social life in the capital that will cause consterna
tion among the old-timers. It seems that Mrs.
Alice Longworth has already declared herself,
and her social campaign as a matron is already
mapped out. Needless to say, absolute independ
ence characterizes her attitude. One fruit of her
trip abroad is her new-born conviction that a
married woman should retain her “rank” as her
father’s daughter, and not fall to her husband's
level.
As the case now stands, Mrs. Longworth is
one of a throng, a mere ant in the social hill, and
she ranks not as the daughter of the head of the
nation but as the wife of a minor representative
in congress. She must be subservient to tradi
tion, and her duties are mapped out by social
laws rigid as those of the Medes and Persians.
vvnen Mrs. Longworth returned from her honeymoon she calmly declined
to make or to receive calls, alleging that the season was practically over, and
that she dates her new position from the beginning of the next congressional
term.
Mrs. Longworth will emancipate herself and incidentally all the others
in Washington society who do not approve of existing conditions. The gossip
is that she has determined to set up as the social leader, and to hold a court
which will equal in importance those of her stepmother, Mrs. Roosevelt, or
of Mrs. Fairbanks, wife of the vice president.
Last winter Lady Susan Townley, wife of the first secretary of the British
embassy, set the ball a-rolling, and she attained a sort of success in her as
pirations.
Lady Susan is the daughter of the late earl and sister of the present earl
of Albemarle, and she stod on her rights. She refused to be rated as the wife
of a small diplomat, and in many houses she succeeded in getting the place oi
honor at the table.
Mrs. Longworth will, of course, recognize the pretensions of Lady Susan,
and in acknowledging such a precedent will get her own case up for trial.
HE PAID THE PRESIDENT.
There died at the Georgetown University hos
pital the other day a man who for some time has
enjoyed a unique distinction. This man was Wil
liam R. Padgett and on the last day for many
months, up to the time of Lis fatal illness, he was
a regular caller at the White House with the war
rant for the president’s salary. Padgett was an
employe of the treasurer’s office.
President Roosevelt gets his salary the last
day of each month In the shape of a check.
The president’s salary of $50,000 a year is
divided, into eight checks of $4,166.67 each and
four checks of $4,166.66 each. Two months out
of every three the president gets a check for the
larger sum and the other month he gets one-cent
less on his check.
This has been the custom for many years and
a mistake was never made but once. That wa.
during the second administration of President
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keeper made it out for only $4,166.66. When the books were balanced at the
end of the fiscal year it was found that the president was due one cent by the
government. The officials, with great solemnity, made out a check on the
United States treasurer for this amount and forwarded it to Mr. Cleveland.
Because it was the smallest sum a warrant was ever drawn for upon the
government it was kept as a souvenir and was never presented. If the former
president desires to do so at any time it will be promptly cashed.
Padgett was for a long time a sergeant in Battery A, Fourth United States
artillery, and served in the army at different points. He served in the marine
corps prior to enlistment in the army and went all over the world.
NEW DEPOT NEARING COMPLETION.
The new union station, which when com
pleted, will be the finest in the country, is fast
nearing completion. The engineers in charge of
the extensive operations have attacked the diffi
cult problems that confronted them from three
different points, and are working on the terminal
depot, the north approach and the south approach
at the same time. The extensive tunneling, bridg
ing and filling necessary for the approaches is
well under way. The concrete foundations for
the buildfhg, which are about 45 feet deep, have
been placed, and the material for filling in be
tween them has been delivered. The granite and
brick work of the east end of the building is al
most finished.
The amount of material and the extensive ex
cavation necessary in the work of construction is
extraordinary. The filling within the limits of
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enough to cover an acre lot to a depth of over 550 feet. To fill the plaza and
raise adjacent streets to the new grade, about 1,000.000 cubic yards of materia'
will be required. If all this filling were deposited on an average city block
the sides belnk kept vertical, It would form a mound 450 feet high. If al!
the material which will be moved to prepare the site for the coach, engine anc
shop yards—about 2,500,000 yards—were similarly deposited, the hill woulc
be as high as the Washington monument.
To excavate this vast amount of material would require the services of s
steam shovel, moving an average of 25,000 cubic yards a month, from nine t(
ten years. To move it to toe place of deposit would require about 70,000 trains,
of 12 cars each. Should these cars be coupled together in a straight line thej
would cover a distance of over 600 miles.
PRINTING OFFICE OFFICIAL OUSTED.
The man who was the immediate cause or me
issuance by the president of the order declaring
the government printing office and all placet
where workmen are employed by the governmen'
to be "open shops,” has been discharged from th<
public service. He is W. A. Miller, and for thi
past six years has been assistant foreman of th«
bindery in the government printery.
While the charge against Miller was insol
ence and insubordination, it is generally believet
that he was ousted through the efforts of th«
labor organization which he defied.
Miller first came into public notice in 190!
when the employes of the printing office demand
ed his discharge for alleged arrogance in conduct
but primarily because he had abandoned mem
bership in the bookbinders’ union. Miller was
suspended at the time, but the president directed
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that in the future not only the printing office, but all departments where work
men are employed, should be “open shops.’ , , . . .
Miller said at the time of his suspension that he simply had refused to be
coerced by The unions, and that ha had turned out $1,500.-000 worth of work
without complaint
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Lack of Opportunity.
"Some people,” said Uncle Eben.
“prides deirselves too much on bein’
good on Sunday. De truth is dat dar
ain’ enough business transacted on dat
day to give ’em much chance to be
tricky.”
Britons Knew of Glass.
The Britons, even before the Roman
invasion, understood the making of
glass, albeit their achievements ap
pear to have been somewhat primitive
and restricted to a few types of small
vassals and beada.
Blew It Out.
Little Margie, aged four, was playing
on the lawn, says the Philadelphia
Record. Suddenly It became very
cloudy and windy. Running into the
house, she exclaimed: “Oh. mamma
the wind blowed the sun out!”
Heels Studded With Jewels.
Women whose Jewel caskets meta
phorically run over with precious gems
may yield to the fashion, which is re
ported to have caught society’s fpncy
In Paris, of studding the heels of dain
ty supers with gleaming stones.
1 mSS LEOPOLD,.SEC’}
LIEDERKRANZ,
Writes : “ Three Years Ago My System
Was In a Run-Down Condition, i
Owe to Pe-ru-na My Restoration tc
Health and Strength."
(Qyfiss Ricka [Eopgyjpf
IVTlSS RICKA LEOPOLD. 137 Main
street, Menasha, Wis., Sec'y Lied
erkranz, writes:
“Three years ago my system was in
a terrible run-down condition and I w
broken out all over my body. I bega
to be worried about my condition and i
was glad to try anything which wonl .
relieve me.
“Peruna was recommended to me a ;
a fine blood remedy and tonic, and i
soon found that it was worthy of pra ise.
“A few bottles changed my condition
materially and in a short time 1 was
all over my trouble.
“I owe to Peruna my restoration to
health and strength. I am glad to en
dorse it. ”
Pe-ru-na Restores Strength.
Mrs. Hettie Green. R. R. 6, Iuka. Ill ,
writes : “ I had catarrh and felt misera
ble. I began the use of Peruna and
began to improve in every way. My
head does not hurt me so much, my
appetite is good and I am gaining in
flesh and strength.”
Australia’s War on Rabbits.
Australia is now going to make war
on her rabbit pest scientifically, hav
ing raised $75,000 for experiments on
Broughton island, off Newcastle,
writes Consul Goding. Dr. Danvsz, of
Paris, will be in charge, and it is pro
posed to infect rabbits with such con
tagious diseases that will spread
among their kind, but do no harm to
other animals or humanity.
Transmission of Facial Characteristics
lit would appear that the transmis
sion of facial traits subordinate to a
definite law, that is to say, that an
cestral facial expression and appear
ance are more often than not trans
mitted through the female members
of the family, who generally do not
exhibit the same characteristics to
the male offspring, and that the
younger generations show, as a rule,
all the facial conditions and signs
which were present in a remote an
cestor.—North American Review.
Facts About Alaska.
Alaska is an interesting region. In
area she is twice as large as Texas,
with California thrown in. but her
resident white population numbers
only about 30,000, though in summer
she has from 10,000 to 20,000 more
whites. In fur, fish and minerals she
Is rich. Since her annexation she has
furnished $50,000,000 of furs, $60,000
000 of fish and $70,000,000 of minerals,
chiefly gold and silver. Her output
1 of gold, which was $9,000,000 in 1904,
was $M,000,000 In 1905, and will bo
fully $26,000,000 in 1906.—Leslie’s
j Weekly.
Butler’s Stolen Fee.
The late Hon. Joseph Q. Hoyt, for
merly of Boston, when a lad attended
a circus and his silver watch was
stolen. The supposed thief was ar
rested, and was defended by Benja
min F. Butler, who proved he did
not take the watch, and never was
at the circus.
During the civil war Hoyt was in
troduced to Butler at a dinner at the
Astor house, in New York, and the
latter remarked: "This is the first
time 1 have had the pleasure of meet
ing you.”
“Oh, no!” said Hoyt, who then re
lated the circus incident.
“Was that you, Hoyt?” asked But
ler, and, being answered in the af
firmative, Butler laughed and said:
“That was an awful good watch,
Hoyt That 1b all I got for defending
the thief.”
SALLOW FACES
Often Caused by Coffee Drinking.
How many persons realize that cof
fee so disturbs digestion that it pro
duces a muddy, yellow complexion?
A ten days’ trial of Postum Food
Coffee has proven a means, in thou
sands of cases, of clearing up bad
complexions.
A Washn. young lady tells her expe
rience:
“All of us—father, mother, sister
and brother—had used tea and coffee
lor many years until finally we all
had stomach troubles more or less.
“We were all sallow and troubled
with pimples, breath bad, disagree
able taste in the mouth, and all of us
simply so many bundles of nerves.
“We didn’t realize that coffee was
the cause of the trouble until one day
we ran out of coffee and went to bor
row some from a neighbor. She gave
us some Postum and told us to try
that
“Although we started to make It,
we all felt sure we would be sick if
we missed our strong coffee, but we
were forced to try Postum and were
surprised to find it delicious.
“We read the statements on the
plig., got more and in a month and a
half you wouldn’t have known ua
We were all able to digest our food
without any trouble, each one’s skin
became clear, tongues cleaned off and
nerves In fine condition. We never
ure anything now but Postum. There
is nothing like iL” Name given by
Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich.
Road the little book, “The Road tc
Wellville.” “There’s a reason."