RAILROAD IN THE ARCTIC
LINE IN ALASKA LAID-ON GROUND
THAT NEVER THAWS.
Engineering Feat Which Ha* Taxed
American Skill and Pluck—First
Broad Gauge Road.
A daring piece of engineering and
Construction work has been the build
ing of the first broad-gauge road in
Alaska, the Council City and Solomon
River railroad. The significance of
the enterprise is the proof which it
alfcrs that the Alaska tundra can be
crossed, an achievement which many
•f the best engineers had declared re
peatedly was impossible.
J. Warren Dickson, a young New
Tork engineer, built this most north
erly railroad In the world, after plan
ning it out in every detail five thous
and miles away from Alaska. And so
exactly were these details worked
out that when the first year’s work
was finished near Nome every item
of a $500,000 equipment was accounted
for. save a few odds and ends worth
(ess than $100.
The story of the solving of the
greatest problem met with In con
structing the road, namely, the build
ing of the roadbed across the tundra,
shows wliat determination and in
genuity will do. The tundra is the
name given to the lowlands of Alas
ka. These lowlands are covered with
age old growths of moss in hummocks,
decayed year after year, in nature’s
process of 6oil making, to a depth of
from one to three feet, with frequent
pools of water. It was this unstable
ground over which engineers bad de
clared no roadbed could be built to
sustain the heavy cars or a standard
gauge road except at prohibitive cost.
But Mr. Dickson bad convinved himself
that, while this tundra in itself was
ant firm enough, it was only an excres
cence on a solid foundation of earth,
In some place frozen, and in other
places over a foundation of ice. He'
realized that the ground underneath
this tundra would sustain his tracks.
But the difficulty was in disposing of
the moss and its underlying muck, to
save the enormous cost of handling
snd draining it, for unskilled labor
was $4 a day. Concerning one thing,
*11 the ‘‘knowing ones” held to the
same opinion—the tracks would have
to be sustained by a heavy underpack
Ing. This would add another item
sf great expense, as ordinary planking
was worth $40 to $60 a thousand feet
board measure.
But Mr. Dickson studied out the
solution. He utilized the moss and
muck—which is of the consistency of
wet clay—by building them into the
grade (which at the same time gave
him ditches for drainage on each'
side) and then'tamping the grade. The
action of the long hours of hot sun
drained and hardened the grade. Then
the tracks were laid and the balasting
done from near-by gravel hillsides.
And the substantial roadbed, unaf
fected by the wintere, is silent proof
of the success of the methods used.
Along the line loaded freight cars in
some places pass over tracks built In
this substantial manner eight or ten
feet above crystal ice. This substrat
um of ice never melts, in spite of the
very warm days of summer which pre
vail even here within 100 miles of the,
Arctic circle. It is the primeval freeze
that has not thawed since ancient
geologic ages. It is kept from thaw
ing by the thick blanket of moss,
muck and gravel lying over it, and;
the whole roadbed has proved a firm
foundation for this commercial enter
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First Standard Gauge Passenger Car:
Constructed in Alaska.
prise involving great capital. Three,
winters have already proved that
there is not the s ightest ’’heaving”,
and that it is as solid a foundation'
as that of any railroad in the- United.
States. !
The past four months of work ac
complished remarkable results. The
camp had increased fb 600 men. Eight
miles of standard track were builtj
and ballasted, and parelleled by a,
telephone line; complete railroad'
yards were laid oui, with switches to
all the supplies, sufficient to build over
forty miles more of the road; threej
large buildings were erected and oc-‘
eupied; a complete machine shop was
in operation: everything was left in ,
order for the nett season’s work,
and 600 workmen had been sheltered
and fed without one fatal illness or
accident.
The line is now over 34 miles long,
and the revenue is on a basis that1
would bulge the eyes of a traffic man
ager in "the States.” Freight is car
ried for $1 a ton for every mile hauled.i
That is about 125 times as much as*
the rate in the States. Passenger, |
rates are 20 cents a mile—ten times
the rates on the big lines.
UP THE MOON MOUNTAINS.
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"tcuuiNl Ur DUKE OF ABRUZZi’S
9 EXPEDITION.
Ascends the Klyanja Peak In the
Mount Ruwenzori Range In
the African Interior.
The Duke of Abruzzi Is back from
bis remarkable expedition into the in
terior of Africa, where he explored
the wonderful Moon mountains, as
cending Mount Ruwenzori, and scal
ing the Klyanja peak, a feat never
before accomplished. The intrepid
mountain climber has just paid his re
•poctE to the Royal Geographical so
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The Kiyanja Peak Ascended For the
First Time By the Duke of Abruzzi.
elety of London, through whose gener
ous support he was able to carry on
bis explorations.
The story of the duke’s Journey
through Uganda, and his ascent of
Mount Ruwenzori is an Interesting
•ne as told by a member of the expe
ditiou. The party left Entebbe on
May 14 last and arrived at Fort Por
tal fifteen days later, where the Brit
ish authorities received them kindly
and gave him an escort of 30 native
Soldiers, commanded by a Sudanese cap
tain. for it must be remembered that
the duke had- to traverse a strange
and in some cases hostile country in
order to reach the starting point of
the real object of the expedition.
On the road from Entebbe to Fort
Portal the duka was met by several
chiefs, who brought him the usual
presents of cattle, poultry and fruit.
The party was accompanied by
•bout 100 native carriers, who sang as
they marched, sometimes war or love
- songs, sometimes a song they had
especially composed in honor of the
duke—"the pale Mulanghira (prince)
' braver than the leopard.”
On reaching Fort Portal the expe
dition was met by the British gov
ernor and the king of Toru. Here a
rest of two days was taken.
On-June 1 the expedition moved to
wards the Valley of the Mobuks river,
which springs from Ruwenzori; the
weather, which during the first part
of the Journey had been very hot,
grew gradually cooler, until vfhen the
high glaciers were approached it be
came bitterly cold. On June 6, after
•even hours of hard marching, the
party reached Kichincin, which is sit
uated at an altitude of nearly 7,000
v (set above sea level.
At this point the Uganda carriers
refused to proceed further on account
of the cold, and the duke had to
change them for eighty carrier* re- !
cruited among the inhabitants of the
low mountains (Wakondjo). From
here to Bujongolo the party experi
enced for the first time the damp
weather of the Ruwenzori district—'
mist, fogs and rains, through which'
only at intervals they could obtain a
view of the splendid scenery that sur
rounded them. At Bujongolo the duke
ordered camp to be struck, and from
this place, taking with him four trust
ed Italian guides of the Aosta valley,,
he started on June 9 for the ascent of
the first peak of the Ruwenzori. Dur
ing the duke's absence the camp had
to be removed and pitched higher up
near the glaciers, but of the eighty
new carriers only seven could be in
duced 10 proceed, and those only after
the promise of a large gift in money.
Three days later the duke returned,
after having ♦eached the first peak,
which is 16,000 feet high.
On June 13 a dramatic incident oc
curred. For several days the party
had reason to suspect that it was
followed by some wild animal, al
though on acccnut of the great eleva
tion and of the rigor of the temper
ature such a thing seemed rather
strange. However, in the evening of
the same day the Duke Abruzzi was
sitting in front of his tent giving in
structions to Signor Filippo Bulli, who.
was in charge of the scientific section;
of the expedition, when he sprang to
his feet, crying: “The leopard! the
leopard!” Signor Bulli turned and
saw a big leopard two yards away, its
eyes shining in the darkness, with
gaping jaws, and on the point of mak
ing-a spring. Signor Bulli seized the,'
box whereon he was sitting and;
hurled it with all his might at the
beast, hitting it on the head. The
leopard leaped backwards and ran
away through the mud and bushes,
howling with fear, and despite a two
hours’ chase it was impossible to
trace the animal.
On June 18 the duke reached the
highest and hitherto untrodden peak
of Ruwenzori (li>,220 feet). This he
named the MargherRa, in honor of the
dowager queen of Italy. A careful
topographical survey of this mountain
chain was made. It seems that the
loftiest peaks are in the Congo and
not in the Uganda.
Orients: Greetings.
Arabians when they meet a friend
shake hands six or oight times. Once,
is not enough. Should, however, they
be persons of distinction, they ' em
brace and kiss one another several
times, and also Idas their own hands.
In Turkey the greeting i9 to place the
hand upon the breast and bow, which
Is both graceful and appropriate.
Reveal Character.
Tou can trust a woman who sits
with her thumbs up. She may be de
termined. but she is not untruthful.
The one who conceals her thumbs is
apt to be deceitful and untruthful.
Look at the thumb if you want to
judge of people’s, intellectual strength,
for the longer it is proportionately the
stronger the brain.
Sugar-Coated.
Some take no verse as mental food,
but they are jrery wrong; a little verse
will do you good, and make you well
-nd strong. And If you cannot get It
raw, you surely can, I wis, admit a
bit Into youf craw if served as prose,
like this.—Louisville Courier-Journal.
ADVOCATE OF “TRIAL-MARRIAGE.”
^ -- - l! 'IM
The voice of popular protest has been quickly aroused against the doc
trine of trial-marriage as set forth in Mrs. Herbert Parsons' book. “The Fam
ily.” Here and there only a voice was raised in favor of trial-marriage, as
being a solution of the divorce problem. Many ministers denounced trial
marriage from their pulpits.
In addition to the exposition of her plan of trial-marriages. Mrs. Parsons,
sets forth many interesting data relating to the laxity of marriage in all
countries.
KNEW WHAT HE WANTED.
Astute Yankee Made Money by Wear
ing Queer Pair of Trousers.
A Massachusetts man tells a story
of “Old John” Langley, a veteran Wor
cester horseman, that is illustrative of
Yankee astuteness.
One day Langley sought his tailor
and in somewhat profane terms de
manded “a pair of breeches of the best
Etuff in the shop.” Of the many sam
ples submitted “Old John" hit upon a
beautiful silky broadcloth, the most
costly piece of goods the tailor had,
and, although this was most unsuitable
for the purpose, Langley insisted that
it was just what he wanted. Further
more, he declared that he desired it
“made up w-rong side out.”
The tailor expostulated in vain, but
the trousers were made as per specifi
cations, and delivered.
A day or so thereafter a friend, call
ing on Langley, remarked on the trou
sers in uncomplimentary language.
Langley said he was satisfied. More
guying resulted in an offer from “Old
John” to bet $50 that the cloth cost
more per yard than that in his friend’s
trousers. The bet was taken am.l the
tailor was to decide it. Tie named the
price. The friend would not believe
that the rough goods could be so costly
until he was shown the shiny silky
side. Then he paid, as other men had
on similar bets, so that “Old John"
SATISFIED WHERE HE WAS.
Why Buyer’s Desire for Good Measure
Suddenly Evaporated.
The following anecdote is told of a
most careful and sedate druggist in
Keene, N. H.—a gentleman of the old
school, who for 50 years occupied the
same corner, and who, in all his deal
ings medicinal, is a very scrupulous
man.
Not long since a person of not par
j ti'cularly liberal practices, and withal a
I close man, came to the good Samaritan
j "ith a recipe that he wished put up,
! an<l fhe man of -drugs proceeded at
once to attend to it.
While engaged in weighing out the
compound, the customer, with a smile
intended to be “childlike and bland,”
said to him:
“Now, Doc, be sure and give me,
good measure.”
The druggist paused, holding the
scales at rest while he looked over his
spectacles at the man before him.
“Sir,” he replied solemnly, “if I were
to give you the merest grain more
than this recipe calls for, you wouid be'
in hell in five minutes.”
The buyer didn't persist.
Triumphing Over Difficulty.
There passed away some time age
an actress who had been so unfor
tunate in her marital^ experiences as to
divorce several husbands, and who re
ALCOHOL MOTORS FOR FARMS.
Each year the usefulness of the horse is lessened by some invention de
signed to do the work of this animal. The introduction of the electric car
put many thousands of horses out of busness. Then came the horseless car
riages and freight trucks. Now comes the announcement by the United
States government itself that alcohol will soon be used to furnish power for
operating all sorts of farm machines and vehicles and that the horse must
soon be largely suspended upon the farm by these machines operated by al
cohol. ,
reaped quite a harvest on his original
idea.
Had No Bargains on Hand.
Mr. Simons did not rise from his
chair behind the air-tight stove in the
Bitting room when his wife hurried in
and told him that Abel Sanders was In
the kitchen and wanted to see him,
says the Youth’s Companion.
‘‘What d’you let him in for?” he
asked reproachfully.
“He wants to buy a hoss. that’s
why,” replied Mrs. Simons. “You’d
have made a great to-do if I hadp't.”
“No, I wouldn’t," Mr. Simons said,
as he reluctantly rose. “I know San
ders’ size. I can’t do business with
him. He wants a cheap hoss. And I
ain't got anything l can sell for less
than 314.”
Humor of a Paris Sunday.
The compulsory closing act is devel
oping the humorous sense of Parisians.
The other Sunday a well-known haber
dasher's shop had its windows beauti
fully dressed with cravats of every
conceivable color and descriptipn.
“Exceptional opportunity! All these
ties only 15 cents each. For to-day
only:” But the door of the shop was
closed and bolted. The next morning
would-be customers flocked to it to
buy some of the wonderful ties, only
to learn that the notice no longer held
good. This reminds one of the barber
who advertised: “Customers will be
shaved free of charge to-morrow.”
An Exception.
Knicker—The child is father to the
man.
Bocker—Not much; -the baby who
rouses the neighborhood at night be
comes the man who takes his shoes
off so as not to wake his wife.
v More Beer Drinkers.
Beer drinking In the United States
Is on the increase. The total con
sumption in the past year amounted to
64.G51.63G barrels, or 31 gallons for
each inhabitant. In the previous year
49,459,539 bar^ala were consumed.
tamed her maiden name for profes
sional purposes. The day of her de
mise a sister actress waited on an un
dertaker, to make arrangements for
the funeral.
“Well,” said he. “as to the casket, I
should advise one lined with white:
satin if the lady was unmarried. If;
she was married heliotrope would
make a pretty lining.”
The actress mused. Then she said:
“I will consult her other friends,” and’
went away. Later in the day she came:
again.
“Sir," she said with dignity, “we
have reached a decision. We should]
like our dear friend's casket lined with,
the heaviest grade of white satin, with'
dashes here and there of heliotrope.”:
Would Give Mira Half.
One of Marblehead's old Grand Bank
skippers used to tell the following:
Skipper Mira Preble was fitting out;
for a trip and “Mopy” Chambers, the;
champion wood sawer of the town
came to the wharf and asked if the;
skipper would bring him some tongues
and sounds.
Preble agreed if “Mopy” would fur-:
nish a firkin.
The next day "Mopy" came to the^
wharf with the largest firkin made and
salt; “'there, Mira, if you will bringi
(hat full to-me I will do the handsome
thing for you.”
“What will you do?” asked Preble.;
“If you bring it back ievel full I will,
give you half,” replied “Mopy.”
Calling Her.
“A Boston minister says that ‘wine,
women and song’ should be broken up
as an alliance, that woman should be
regarded as the saving influence in a<
man’s life and I think he is right.”
“The saving influence! And youj
have just spent $40 of my htird-eamed
money for a bonnet! Oh, tut!”—Hous-'
ton Post.
Monkey Men.
A New York man injagines he Is a;
monkey, and quite a number of New
York monkeys imagine they are men.
“Mary, do you think I look as if I had
been crying? Well, 1 suppose the wind
has made my eyes a little red.
“Jack—Mr. Harris—didn’t meet me
at that tearoom downtown as he prom
ised. But I don’t care at all—not in
the least. I had rather an unpleasant
time and couldn’t eat anything. It’s
all Jack’s—Mr. Harris'—fault, too.
“You need not make coffee for his
dinner. No, nor tea. We'll have just
milk. Oh, I know he doesn’t drink
milk, but we can’t always be consid
ering what he likes. By the way, you
need not fry the chicken, either. We'll,
have creamed codfish ;*Jack detests it.
If you can think of anything else that
he doesn't eat, you may as well cook;
that, too.
“No, I'm not in the least angry. No.
indeed, Itnever get angry with my hus
band. I merely can’t'always be think
ing of his dislikes and likes. He didn't
remember his engagement with me to
day and I—I don’t care if I never,
never see him again. No, I don’t. I
suppose I’d get along equally well
without him. So, Mary, you may as
well get the dinner at once. I won't)
wait for him—he can eat it cold;,
though perhaps it would be better to
have dinner very late—for he always
comes home so hungry.
“Why, it's after five o'clock now.
What do you suppose is the reason he
doesn't come?
“Oh, can anything have happened
to him? You say he may have been
struck by an automobile? Mary, how
can you suggest such a thing? You
had a friend who was smashed to
pieces by one? Oh. oh! If they are
bringing Jack home in pieces—I’ll love
every little tiny piece.
“What? Yes, yes, get some hot
water ready; they may need it if—no,
no, that looks as if we were anxious
to be ready to—to fix him together. I
mean—
“Oh, Mary, the sight of blood will;
make me faint. Do you think he'll
have any blood on him? Your friend
did? Mary, you are such a comfort to
me! If he only returns to me whole
I'll never, never tell you to cook cod
fish again.
“Poor boy! He won't care for the.
chicken, either—and it was such a
nice chicken, too! The butcher said—
“Oh, some one is coming! It's Jack!
“But I Didn’t Stop.”
Ife’s whistling! liow can he when I'm
mourning him for dead?
“Oh, Jack, I’m so glad to see you I
can't even think! It—it was such a
surprise to—to open the door and find
you here. I felt sure you were coming
to me dead, so 1 told Mary'to put on
the hot water—
“John Vincent Harris, why didn't
you meet your little wire in the south
west corner of the lunchroom, as you
promised? Yes, it was the southwest
corner. I remember distinctly, be
cause I kept saying ‘s’ for soup and
•w' for fish. W-h-a-l-e, fish, you
know.
“Are you sure? Maybe it was north
west—'n' and 'w,' soup and fish
noodle soup, of course. Yes, that was
it. I was there promptly at two
o’clock.
“Well, if you think I could do all
that shopping and get there at 12
o'clock, you never were more mistak
en in your life. Now, John Vincent
Harris, do you mean to say that you
think more of your business than of
your own wife, so that you could not
wait two hours for her?
“Oh, about the lunch. I ordered for
you, too, because 1 knew you would
be so hungry. Jack, the waiter, had
such handsome eyes! I think he rath
er lilted to look at me—so I ordered
more than I wanted and all the things
you liked. When you disappointed me
I couldn’t eat a thing. I gave the
waiter 50 cents—he had been so kind.
But I nearly fainted when 1 looked at
the bill and discovered that I hadn’
money enough—I didn't know thing*
cost so much.
“I wanted to be brave and dash out
without paying, and then send the
cashier postage stamps, but ‘1 was
afraid the patrol wagon would come
after me, and if the police got me you
never, never would know where I was,
would you. Jack, dear?
“So I counted my pennies, pretended
that I was in an awful hurry and fair
ly threw the money at the cashier
Yes, some of the money rolled on the
floor—but I didn’t stop.
"Now, Jack, dear, please pay me for
your lunch and send the cashier a
check for seven cents—and you’d
better make it anonymous so—so that
waiter won’t know."—Chicago Daily
News.
ROUTED THE GRAIN TRUST.
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WOMAN WHO HAS FOUGHT BIG
NEBRASKA COMBINE.
Mrs. Kehoe, of Platt Centre, Has Pros
pered In Business During Ten
Year Struggle—Story Brought
Out by Probe.
Omaha, Neb.—In a fight lasting ten
years, Mrs. Kate A. Kehoe, of Platte
Centre, Neb., lias beaten and put to
flight the Nebraska grajn trust. To
day Mrs. Kehoe is prosperous and
successful, while the great grain men
who control the Nebraska grain trust
are dodging around in their efforts
to escape the summons server and
the federal grand juries.
The story of Mrs. Kehoe was
brought out in the recent investiga
tion into the grain trade in the west
before the interstate commerce com
mission at its Omaha session, and at
its close the comraissiopers congratu
lated Mrs. Kehoe upon the remarkable
fight which she has just made against
the big combination.
While the fight has been going on
Mrs. Kehoe has risen from a "shovel
house” to be the owner of two big
grain elevators, and from handling a
few wagon loads of corn she is now
one of the largest grain buyers along
the line of the Union Pacific rail
road.
In addition to her fight with the
grain trust, Mrs. Kehoe has been
obliged to fight the railroads for her
supply of cars in which to ship her
grain, as well as to whip the members
of the Omaha and other grain ex
changes into line, thus forcing for
herseif a market for her grain, once
she had purchased it.
Ten years ago, when Mr. Kehoe
died, about the only asset he left to
his widow was a small grain business
transacted through a “shovel house."
In grain parlance a “shovel house” is
a dealer who buys from the farmer
and shovels the grain into a ware
house, afterward shoveling it into a
railroad car, instead of handling the
business through an elevator. Every
elevator man considers it his business
to “down" a "shovel house” whenever
he can do it.
Mrs. Kehoe continued the “shovel
house” business, and in addition she
opened up an implement house, sell
ing all sorts of farming implements.
Then the grain trust got after her.
They wanted her to quit buying grain
from the farmers. She refused to give
up her business, and the trust began
“work” against her. Her customers
jn the cities were coerced into refus
ing to buy from her. She met this
attack by obtaining new customers.
Then the railroads began shutting
off her supply of freight cars. She
was compelled to sit idly by and
watch her competitors load car after
car, .while none were given to her.
She took the matter up direct with*
the general managers of the railroads)
and got her share of the empties.
Failing to run her out of business,
the trust invited her to ‘come in ;
and share with them the results olj
the “fleece.” She ordered the emis
sary from her office in indignant re
fusal.
But Mrs. Kehoe turned this last
effort of the trust to good account and,
by showing the farmers in that vicin
ity that the trust raised prices only
to eliminate competition, after which
the price of grain would fall below
MRS. KATE KEHOE.
(Nebraska Woman Who Has Won
Fight Against Grain Trust.)
the regular market, she obtained their
cooperation, and thereafter when the.
trust raised prices above the regular
market the farmers continued selling:
their grain to Mrs. Kehoe at the reg-;
ular quotations.
Then one night the "Bhovel house"
burned. It was set on fire, but no one
was ever punished for it. Forty-eight,
hours after the fire contractors started,
building a fine new grain elevator
tlong the railroad track, and in a
short time Mrs. Kehoe had one of the!
most modern grain elevators In that
portion of the state.
The trust kept up its fight against
her, but her methods with the farm
ers and buyers were so "square" and
her business was operated with so
much sagacity that she has continued
:o operate her elevators in spite of the
combination that has ruined so many
small dealers.
To-day Mrs. Kehoe owns two eleva
:01s, a first class grain business, a
Jig implement and seed house, the
inest residence in her county and is
he biggest business “man” in Platte
Centre.
SHRINE OF OLD COLONIAL DA YS
Bruton Church a Religious Landmark
in American History.
BRUTON CHURCH, FOUNDED IN
1632.
Washington.—Bruton church at Wil
iamsburg, Va.. is a historical buttress
:onnecting the present generation with
he most remote colonial ancestry and
»eyond that with the mother country.
I is a monument of the transfer of
he seat of government from James
own, where the first settlers pitched
com
neraorative inspiration of the James- j
own tercentennial exposition.
The present edifice was built in 1715
>n the foundations of the old church
instructed in 1683 and it is the oldest
iiptscopal church, having had continu
jus service in the United States.
Here as vestrymen worshiped Dan
el Parke, John Page, the immigrant;
Phomas Ludwell, secretary of state; I
Sir John Randolph; Peyton Randolph, j
ihe king's attorney and speaker of the |
house of burgesses; Robert Carter
Nicholas, treasurer of Virginia; Maj.
Robert Beverly, attorney and clerk of
the house of burgesses. Here once sat
the men who first saw the vision of a
great free republic of the western
world and who at the altar of sacrifice
consecrated their lives to the cause of,
liberty which they loved.
George Wythe, patriot, teacher,
signer of the declaration of independ
ence, was a vestryman; Thomas Jeffer
son, James Monroe, John Tyler and,
Chief Justice John Marshall and Ed
ward Randolph worshiped here while
students at the College of William and
Mary and most of them in after years,
while serving the colony and state.
George Mason, Edmund Pendleton. Ed
nmnd Randolph. Benjamin Harrison.
Bland and Lee, while members of the
bouse of burgesses, Patrick Henry,
while a member of the house and gov
ernor of Virginia, 1776, and George
Washington while seeking to win the
heart and hand of the beautiful Martha
Custls.
Col. David Bray’s memory is pre
served by a monument bearing a Latin
inscription. His spouse erected this
monument and she followed him to
the grave in a short time. This lady
was Elizabeth, daughter of Col. John
Page of Gloucester county. This latter
gentleman is the progenitor of the
Page family of Virginia, of which the
celebrated author, Thomas Nelson
Page. is. without a doubt, the bright
particular star.
Unkind.
"So you wouldn’t take me to be
26?” giggled the fair widow.
"No, indeed,” rejoined the inconsid
erate old bachelor. "But if you had a
daughter I might take hdr to be that
old.”—Chicago Daily News.
Indulgent.
First Bull Terrier—Why do you keep
your master waiting so long when he
calls you?
Second Ditto—Oh, just to jolly him
a little; he likes to hear himself whis
tie.—Detroit Free Press.
Safest Coal Mine in the World.
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The above workings in the open air at Hongay, Tonkin, are on the side ef
a hill, which is one solid block of coal about 200 feet high. To get at the min
eral, it is only necessary to remove a layer of schist on the surface. The coal,
which is of a good quality is mined to the extent of about 1.000 tons a day.