The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, July 09, 1897, Page 3, Image 3

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etto in which Mar
Jorle was to Jour
ney home ran daily
between Dumfries
and Annanmouth, a
small sonsldo vil
lage much frequent
ed in summer for
its sea-bathing, nnd
passed within halt
a mile of Mr. Lor-
ralno's abode, which was Just six
Scotch miles away from Dumfries itself.
The' starting place was the Bonny Jean
Commercial Ink an establishment said
to havo been much patronized by the
poet Burns during his residence In the
south of Scotland; and hither Marjorle,
after leaving her tutor, proceeded with
out delay.
Tho wagonette was about to start;
and Marjorle hastened 'to tuke her
place. Tho vehicle was drawn by two
powerful horses, and could accommo
date a dozen passengers inside and one
more on tho seat of the driver; but
today there wero only a few going
thrco farmers and their wives, u sailor
on hia way home from sea, and a couple
of female farm servants who had come
In to the spring "hiring." All theFo
had taken their seats; but John Suth
erland stood by tho trap waiting to
hand Marjorle in. She stepped in and
took her place and tho young man
found a seat at her side, when the
driver took the reins and mounted to
his seat, and with waves and smiles
from tho Misses Dnlrymplc, who kept
tho Bonny Jtnn Inn, and a cheer from
a very .small boy on the pavement away
they went.
At last tho vehicle -reached tha
crossroads where John and Marjorle
were to alight. They leapt out, and
pursued their way on foot, the young
mai carrying a small hand-vallso,
Marjorlo still holding her school books
undernoath her arm.
Presently they came to a two-arched
bridge which spanned the Annan. They
paused Just above tho keystone. The
young man rested his valise on the
mossy wall, and both looked thought
fully down at the flowing stream.
"It's many a long year, Marjorle,
since we first stood here. I was a bare
footed callant, you were n wean scarce
able to run; and now I'm a man, 'and
you're almost a woman. Yet hare's
tho Annan beneath us, the same as
ever, and it will be tho samo when
wo're both old always tho same."
Marjorlo turned her head away, and
hor eyes were dim with tears.
"Como away," sho said; "I cunnot
bear to look at ltl Whenever I watch
tho Annan I seem to see my mother's
drowned face looking up at mo out of
tho quiet water."
Tho young man drew closer to her,
and gently touched her hand.
"Don't greet, Marjorle!" ho mur
mured softly; "your poor mother's at
peace with God."
"Yes, Johnnie, I ken that," answered
the girl in a broken voice; "but It's
Bad, sad, to havo neither kith nor kin,
and to remember the way my mother
died ay, and not even to be nblo to
guess her name! Whiles I feel very
lonesome, when I think It all o'er."
"And no wonderl But yon have
those that love you dearly, for all that.
There's not a lady In tho country more
thought of than yourself, and wherever
your bonny faco has come It has
brought comfort."
As he spoke he took her band In bis
own, and looked at her very fondly;
but her own gaze was far away, fol
lowing her wistful thoughts.
"You're all very good to me," she
said presently, "Mr. Lorraine, and Solo
mon, and all my friends; but, for all
that, I miss my own kith and kin."
Ho bent his faco close to hers, us he
"Some day, Marjorle, you'll havo a
house and kin of your own, and then
Ho paused, blushing, for her cloar,
steadfast eyes wero suddenly turned
full upon his faco.
"What do you mean, Johnnie?"
"I mean that you'll marry, and "
Brightness broke through tho cloud,
and Marjorlo smiled.
"Marry? Is it me? It's early In tho
day. to think of that, at seventeen!"
"Other young lasses think of It, Marjorlo,-
and so must you. Our Agnes
marr)ed last Martinmas, and she was
only year older than yourself'
Marjorlo shook her bead, then Iher
face grew sad again as her eyes fell
upon Annan water.
"I'm naebody's bairn," she orled,
"and shall bo naebody's wife, John
nle.' "Don't say that, Marjorlo' an
swered Sutherland, still holding her
hand and Desslpg It fondly. "Thoro's
one' that loves you dearer than any
thing else lo, alt he world."
She looked at him steadfastly, while
his face flushed scarlet.
"I know you love me, Johnnie, as if
you were my own brother."
"More than thai, Marjorle more, a
thousand times!" the young man con
tlajied passionately. "Ah! it has been
on my mind a thousand times to tell
you how much. Ever since we were
little lass and lad you've been the one
thought, and dream of my life; and If
qdjis- l
rtJl AfNl-ri.n.
I've striven hard and hoped to become
a painter, It has all been for love of
you. I know my folk are poor, and
that in other respects I'm not a match
for you, who have been brought up as
a lady, but there will be neither peace
nor happiness for mo In this world un
less you consent to become my wife."
As ho continued to speak Bhe hail
becomo more and more surprised and
more surprised and startled. The
sudden revelation of what so
many people knew, but which she
herself had never suspected, came upon
her as a shock of sharp palnj so that
when he ceased, trembling and con
fused by the vehemence of his own
confession, sho was quite pale, and all
the light seemed to have gone out of
her beautiful eyes as Bhe replied:
"Don't talk like that! You'ro not
serious! Your wife! I ahull bo 'nae
body's wife,' as I said, but surely, sure
ly not yours." .
"Why not mine, Marjorlo?" ho cried,
growing pale In turn. "I'll work day
and night; I'll neither rest nor sleep
until I have a home fit for you! You
Bhall bo a lady O! Marjorle, tell mo
you care for me, and will make me
"I do care for you, Johnnlo; I cart
for you so much that I can't bear to
hear you talk as you have done. You
have been like my own brother, and
now "
"And now I want to be something
nearer and dearer. Marjorle, speak to
me;at least tell me you're not oagry!"
"Angry with you, Johnnie?" sne re
plied, smiling again, and giving him
both hands. "As if I could be! But
you must be very good, and not speak
of It again."
She disengaged herself and moved
slowly across the bridge. He lifted his
valise and followed her anxiously.
VI know what It Is," he said sadly,
as they went on side by side together.
"You think I'm too poor, and you would
be ashamed of my folk."
She turned her head and gazed at lUm
in mild reproach.
"Oh, how can you think so hardly of
me? I love your mother and father aB
If they were my own; and aB for your
being poor, I shouldn't like you at all
if you were rich. But," she added gent
ly, "I like you as my brother best."
"If I could be always even that I
should not mind; but no, Marjorle,
you're too bonny to bide nlone, and if
any other man came and took you
from me, it would break my heart."
"What nonsenso you talk!" she ex
claimed, smiling again. "As If any oth
er man would care. If I wero twenty,
It would bo time enough to talk like
that; but at seventeen oh, Johnnie,
you almost make mo laugh!'
"Tell mo one thing," ho persisted;
"tell mo you don't llko any ono bettor
than you like me."
"I don't like any one half so well,
except, except Mr. Lorraine."
"You ore sure, Marjorle?"
"Quite Bure."
"Then I'll bide my time and wait."
By this time the village was In sight,
and they were soon walking along the
main street, which was as sleepy and
deserted as usual. Even at the tavern
door not a soul was to bo seen; but tho
landlord's face looked out from behind
tho window-pane with a grim nod of
greeting. A few houses beyond the
inn, Sutherland paused close, to a small,
one-storied cottage, In front of which
was a tiny garden laid out in pansy
"Will you como in, Marjorle?" he
usked doubtfully.
Marjorle nodded and smiled, and
without another word he opened the
garden gate, crossed tho walk, and led
the way Into the cottage.
S they entered the
door a loud hum
ming Bound came
upon their ears,
mingled with the
sound of voices.
Turning t o the
right, they found
themselves on the
f threshold of a
room, half parlor,
half kitchen, at one
end of which was a large loom, whero
an elderly man, of grave and some
what careworn aspect, was busily weav
ing. Seated on a chair close to him
was a girl of about fourteen, dressed in
the ordinary petticoat and short gown,
and reading alaudfrom a book. At the
other end of the room, where there was
an', open fngje,,and a fire, an elderly
matron waa.cooklng.
gulden ly (there was an exclamation
from tho latter, who was the first to
perceive the entrance of tho newcom
ers. "Johnnie!" she cried, holding out her
arms; and in another moment she had
folded her son in her embrace, and was
kissing him fondly.
The young girl rose, smiling, book In
hand; tho man ceased bla weaving, but
remained quite still in his chair.
"Yes, here I am, mother; and I've
brought company, as you see!"
"Hoo's a' wl' ye, Marjorle?" cried the
matron, holding out her hand. "H'e a
treat to see your bonny fact. Sit ye
down by the Are I"
"Is that my son?" said the weaver.
.. u ISSSSStiaKJV:
In a deep, musical volc,e, but wtttwat
turning his head. His Infirmity was
now apparent ho was stone blind.
John Sutherland walked acroM the
rauftn, gave his sister a passing kiss,
and placed his hand affectionately on
Uio old man's shoulder.
"It's yoursel', my lad! I ken you Boo.
I feel your breath about me! Wht
way did ye no wrlto to tell us you ware
on tho road name?"
"I was not sure until tho last mo
ment that I could start so soon, but 1
jamped Into the train last night, and
down I came."
"Who's alang wl' you?" asked the
weaver, smiling. "I'll wager It's Mar
jorle Annan!"
"Yes, Mr. Sutherland," answered
Marjorle, crossing tho room and Join
ing the little group. "I met Johnnie In
Dumfries, and we came home-together."
Tho weaver nodded his head gently,
and tho smile oh his face lightened Into
loving flweetnesa.
"Stand cloao, side by side," ho said,
"whllo I tak' a long look at balth o'
"While you look at us!" echoed Mar
jorle In surprise.
"Ay, nnd what for no? Dlnna think,
because my bodily cen aro blind, that I
canna see weel wl' the een o my soul!
Ay, there you stand, lasa and lad my
boy John and Marjorlo Annan; balth
fair, balth wl' blue een; John prood and
glad, and Marjorlo blushing b. his
side; and I see what you canna see a
light all roond and abuno ye, comiag
oot o' tho golden gates o' Hoavent
Stand still a wee and hark! Do yo hear
nothing? Ay, but I can hcarl A
sound like klrk-bells ringing far awa"
As ho spoke ho Bat with shining face,
as If he Indeed gazed on the sweet vis
ion ho was describing. Marjorie grow
red as fire, and cast down her eyes;
for sho was only too conscious of the
old man's meaning, and, remembering
what had taken place that day, she felt
constrained and almost annoyed. Joan
Sutherland shared her uneaslnoj, and
to divert the conversation Into another
channel, he spoke to his young sister,
who stood smiling close by.
Marjorle, uneasy lest tho old man's
dreamy talk should again take an awk
ward turn, was determined to mako her
"Goed-bye now, Mr. Sutherland;
she said, taking his hand, rn hers, "I,
must run home; Mr. Lorraine will be
expecting me."
And before any ono could say a word
to detain her, sho was crossing the
threshold of the cottage. Young Suth
crland followed her as far as tho gar
den gate.
"Marjorle," he Bald, "I hope you're
not angry?"
"No, no," she replied; "but I wish
your father would not talk as if we
wero courting, Johnnie. It makes me
feel so awkward, and you know it la
not true."
"Old folk will talk," said John Suth
erland,,"and father only speaks out of
the fullness of his heart. He t very
fond of you, Marjorlol" ,
"'know that, and I of him that la
yrhjvi.t troubles 'me, to, nearh.m"talk
like that."
' waB a moment's pause; then
Sutherland sadly noia out nis nana
"Well, good-byo, Just now. I'll be
looking yo up nt tho mansei"
"Good-byo!" sho answered. "Como
soon! Mr. Lorraine will be so glad
to see you."
So she hastened away", while Suther
land, with a sigh, stood looking after
her. He had loved her so long and bo
silently, and now for the first time In
his life ho 'began to dread that she
might not lovo him In return. To him,
Just then, it seemed as ir an tne world
was darkened, the bluo sky clouded,
all the Bweet spring weather touchd
with a wintry sense of fear.
Some (Krange Varieties of the fruit
Grown by the Chinese.
The Chinese are very fond of mon
strous forms of fruit and flowers, and
any departure from the normal form Is
usually cherished and highly valued.
In their gardens they have numerous
formB of monstrous oranges some
will produce fruit with points llko
flL'gers, and are known as tho Hand
Orange. Another form, says Meehan'a
Monthly, has a long horn projecting
from tho apex, and they are known as
the Horn Orange. Another varloty,
which botanists have known by the
name of Citrus aurantlum dtstortum,
bears a fruit in the resemblance of a
cluster of eea shells. To one Ignorant
of tho laws of vegetable morphology,
theso spells of wandorlng from the
normal type aro very mysterious, but
when it is understood that all parts of
tho orange, as well as other fruits, are
mado up of what would have been
leaves or branches changed so as to
constitute the various parts of tho
seed and seed vessels', and that a very
little difference In the degree of life
energy will change them into various
different parts that come to; mike op
the fruit, the mystery In a'ireacneas
ure Is solved. There are few branches
of botany which give tho lover of fruits
and flowers so much pleasure as the
study of morphology,
A Oood Idea.
'4 see from the war news,' remarked
Mrs. Snaggs, "that several magazines
havo been captured."
"Yes' replied Mr. Snaggs. "I aup
poso the object la to prevent the ad
ltors from filling their pages with war
articles for tho next twenty-five years."
Pittsburg Cbroalcle-Telegraph.
The countries relatively richest in
horses and horned catle aro Argentina
and Uruguay. Australia has the moat
ehcsp; SerVia has the greatest number
of pigs to the population.
Uot Water anil tint line Slinnlit Ho
Kept Neay In the Vvrjr Warnteat
Weather Keep tho Feet Dry pint
T may seem a far
fetched caution to
tell my patlentR to
be fiuro nnd keep
warm when the
thcrmomcto r 1 8
ranging around In
the seventies and
eighties, but thnt Is
just what I 11ml It
needful to do,' said
ono of tho most
successful practitioners of the present
"And Just hero I want to say that
hot-water bags and hot-water cans, If
kept handy by, and used whenever
thoro was any reasonable excuse for It,
would savo many n sick spell nnd more
doctors' bills than those who never
use hot water can Imagine. I havo a
patient who 1b and has for many years
been almost an Invalid. Only the most
painstaking care has kept hor on her
feet. Sho is subject to neuralgias and
chills and a low state of vitality gen
erally, and finds It Impossible to keep
warm In a qulto comfortablo tempera
ture. Somo yearn ago she had several
cans made for holding hot water. They
hold about ono gallon each, and had
screw taps to close them. Thoy aro
filled with hot water and kept at her
feet at night or In her easy chair dur
ing the day. Whenever she has ono
of tho chilly Bpclls from which sho
Buffers so much, alio wraps herself up
warmly, places one can at her feet and
another nt her side or back and curls
herself up for a cozy nap. In almost
every lnstanca she wakens up re
freshed and bright and able to go on
with whatever she has In hand. Before
sho adopted tho hot-water theory, sho
used to try In vain to get sleep or rest.
She tossed and writhed nnd ached with
weariness and exhaustion. Now' tho
cheering warmth rests nnd restores
her, and almost Immediately she falls
Into a sound aid refreshing sleep,
from which she nwakens really bene
fited In mind nnd body. Tho heat
draws tho blood from the brain, equal
izes the circulation nnd increases the
"It Is ono of tho most difficult things
Imaglnablo to mnko people understand
the value of heat In almost all minor
disorders. Whenever the system be
comes what Is popularly spoken of aB
run down,' thero Is a feeling of chilli
ness which 1b not only exceedingly un
comfortablo, but may bo tho forerun
ner of Illness. If tho temperaturo can
bo kept up to tho normal one may as
sist naturo to shako off the disease.
Wo aro very far from knowing Just
what tho effect of medicine Is on the
human system. We know that It helps
to romovo obstructions nnd restores
lost conditions, but precisely how It
docs this 1b not as yet given to us
to comprehend.
"There nro certain things that we
know will produco certain results, nnd
many of these are exceedingly simple,
and within tho reach of every one. To
keep tho feet dry and warm, the body
protected from chills, nnd the diges
tive organs moderately well supplied
with nourishing food is to go a long
way on tho road to good health. It Is
not generally understood that a hot
water bag applied to the stomach Is
a better aid to digestion than nil of the
dinner pills and powders ever com
pounded and put upon the market. It
seems quite as little known that a glass
of cold water at tho end of n meal has
been the first cause of more dyspepsia
than doctors havo ever cured. A little
hot drink at meals, and a great deal
of hot water bags and cans would savo
untold suffering, nnd keep many a per
son In the enjoyment of excellent
Tho Milwaukee Sentinel claims that
that city supplies the United States
with tho bulk of the Hnrtz Mountain
canaries, and that there Is no great
crlmo In tho deception, for tho Milwau
kee bird Isreally'an Improvement on
the Imported article, having Just as
fine a voice nnd being much hardier.
Experience has shown that tho Im
ported singer loses tho power of trans
mitting his voice to tho young after
passing through an American winter.
ThiB Is tho case, also, It Is said, with
tho Tyrolean singers who como to this
country, the!i voices losing the pe
culiar Alpine youung quality when
they have been here a year.
Before they are mated the hen blrda
ire kept in separate cages in tho music
room, carefully fed and mado to listen
to the mujlc of tho singers and tho ma
chine used In training their voices. In
this way the hen la enabled to trans
Kilt the best musical quality to its off
spring. The muslc-roora Is a large one
with a south exposure, and is kept
with the same scrupulous neatness as
the breeding-room. In the corner of
this room Is the bird organ, and with
It the little birds aro given their vocal
training. When the machine Is start
ed the notes omitted are wonderfully
like the song of the untutored canary.
These notes are known to bird-trainers
by tho term pfelfTen. Gradually the
whistle strikes on to a different line.
It Is an Improvement over the pfelffen,
nnd It Is called kllngel rolle. A higher
step still Is called th,e kllngel, and a
etlU higher step hohl kllngel. Lastly
comes what Is called hohl rollen, and a
bird whose voice Saa ben developed
up to that point Is worth $50 In tho
market any day.
There aro Innumerable small cases,
made of wood and wire, In this room,
nnd also two or thrco largo cages In
which a number of the birds aro placed
togothor. Ncnr tha bird organ Is what
AjipearH to bo an ordinary cupboard,
Tho two front doors have an orna
mental opening cut In them, qulto sim
ilar to tho openings In tho body of a
violin. Examination bIiowb that tho
affair Is really built on the principle
of n Violin, the front covers nerving as
Bcundliig-boanls. When tho birds nro
having their voices trained they are
placed In this dark cupboard and nlso
In some smaller ones, constructed so
ns to Just tnko In ono of tho llttlo wood
en cnges onch. Kept thus In tho dark,
they havo nothing to distract their at
tention from tho notes of tho bird or
gan, nnd so long hours are Bpcnt by tho
llttlo pupils in piping up their little
voIccb to tho lend of tho mechanical
teachor. When tholr education has
been completed thoy nro "hipped in tho
little circs to tho Now York, Cincin
nati und Chicago markets.
Purchasers supposo that whon thoy
buy a bird In ono of these llttlo cnges
It Is a guarantee thnt thoy havo been
Imported. Not bo, however. Tho
cages aro mndo In Milwaukee, oven to
tho llttlo earthenware drlnklng-Jug
that Is fastened within. And Just hero
a word of advice to buyers of canaries.
The male birdB are, c-Y course, tho sing
ers, and It Is Important, to bo ablo to
tell tho malo from tho female. Tho
femnlo has a white shade or'shlmmor
across the feathers on tho top of tho
head. Tho eye of tho femalo atso Is
surrounded by a llttlo whlto rim of
tho flesh, easily detected by tho fancier.
"Tho boys responded with surpris
ing quickness and good order. This
Is tho second life they have saved this
winter." Theso wero the concluding
words of a statement made by Com
mander Field of tho school-ship St.
Mary's at a meeting of tho Board of
Education of New York city, a few
months ago, regarding a rescue mado
by tho boys of his ship.
On the night of tho 23d of February,
after tho boys on tho 8t. Mary's and
turned In, tho cry was raised on tho
wharf at the foot of which tho ship
lies, in New York, that a man had
fallen overboard In tho North River.
Tho boys turned out, lowered a boat,
and In a moment wero off to tho res
cue. Just ns the man roBO for tho
lust tlmo they pulled him In, and In
an Insensible condition he was taken
to the hospital, where he revived.
Tho next moment would havo been
tho man's last, and tho least delay on
tho part of tho handy boys would havo
been fntal to him. But If thoy had been
capablo of delays thoy would not havo
been good sailors, and they mado no
delays and did no bungling.
The school-ship on which theso boys
acted bo bravely and promptly this
tlmo, and havo acted as promptly and
cffcctunlly beforo, Is, though command
ed by un officer of the United States
nnvy, a part of the public school sys
tem of Now York city. Tho boyB aro
Just such as go to tho public schoolB
in tho most crowded parts of tho mo
tropolls. Thoy are good material for the mnk
lLg of prompt, quick, ready and intelli
gent sailers, and for much tho samo
causes as those which make them good
Bailors for the making of good citi
zens as well.
At th Whltt Clnb.
Mr. Wiggles "Did you go to tho
whist club today?" Mrs. Wiggles
"Yes." Mr. Wiggles "What was the
bubject for discussion this afternoon?"
Somerville Journal.
Man rollglouB peoplo In England
nro criticising Dr. Nnnsen's book bo
cause there Is no recognition of God
In It.
Archduke Frnnz Ferdinand d'Esto,
tho heir to tho Austrian throno, whoso
llfo has recently been despaired of on
account of his Bufferings from con
sumption, but whose health has rccsnt
ly been Improved by residence in tho
Riviera, is now In Southern Tyrol,
where bis condition continues to Im
prove. Senator Doboe, the senator from
Kentucky, visited tho stationery room
of tho Ecnata the othor day and ma '? a
selection of paper, pens, pencils, paper-cutters,
blotting pads, a i-ciknlfe
and other appropriate articles. "I
think that Is all I want," lie said, as
ho turned to go. "Haven't you for
gotten a corkscrew?" asked the clork.
"No," said tho senator, "that Is one
thing I do not want, even if I do come
from Kentucky. I do not drink and I
do not smoke,"
James Gordon Bennett is returning
from European his yacht Nnmanna.
Ho has a party of friends on board.
He had sailed before tho great disaster
in Paris occurred and the news nust
only have reached himself and friends
nhen the yacht touched at MaderJa.
Tho victims of that awful Arc. must
have included many of their friends
and relatives. It will be Mr, Bennett's
first visit to New York since tho war
of the "now Journalism" has taken on
its bitterest phases.
Gloves for use In husking corn aro
made with a at.eel point Inside the palm
to, project out beyond the forefinger
and rip the auika open.
Iowa Church Member Unearth Xew
1'laro for Vantilonablo Capers, '
From tho Dotrolt Frco Press: The;
latest fad In lown Is tho holding of un
derground church socials. Tho Pres
byterian church members are tho latesi;
to glvo ono of theso unique onter
Uilnnieatfl that nro becoming popular
all ovor tho stato In district whoro
coal mlncn exist. Tho latest, hold at
8oymour, wns 240 feet bolow tho sur
face of tho earth. Ono hundred and
sixty men, women and children, In re
sponse to an Invitation Issued by ihe
young Indies of tho Presbyterian
church, gathered at tho opening of thu
mine, whore they wero provided with
common miners' lamp", thnt wore
placed In caps furnished them. They
nil carried lunch baskets and a tin cup-'
and wore dressed in old clotlKM. 'j'.i4ro
were many who had never before been
down in a coal ml no, and to them 'an,
explanation of tho details of the, ml no
wore most Interesting. Courteous nlirt
obliging minors wero thero to oxplaln
everything to tho satisfaction or the
uninitiated. Excursion trains wero run
to ovory part of tho mlno, and the on
ly charge was to keep "heads down.'"
If It Is true, as is generally conceded,,
that ono must bo easy in mind and
body to go to sloop quietly, It seems un
likely that a recent sojourner In a
western stato can have passed a restful
n'ght on ono occasion.
He was dotalncd by a snbw-storm'in
a email town, tho one "hotel'"of ihtcn
could scarcely bo said to dOHorvo the
nnmc. It was crowded to over-flowing,
and tho travolor waa assigned to
a room In company with a tall, hard
featured backwoodsman, who BccrWed
Inclined to give the stranger a cordial
"Thero'a only ono objection to your
sleeping with mo," ho said, heartily,
"and that alnt any objection to me,
but you may feel different about It
You sco, I'm an old trapper, and I gen
orally hark back to the past In, my
dreams, and live over tho days when
I was shooting wild animals and kill
ing InjunB.
"Whero I stopped last night the
charged mo two dollars extra because
I happened to whittle up part of tht
foot-board while I was dreaming. Bui
I feel kind of calm and peaceable to
night, and llko aa not I may lay still
as a kitten,"
The travelor surveyed the narrow
bed, and reflected that ho was about
halt tho size of his prospective bed
fellow, and a sound sleeper Into the
bargain. Ho sat up in ono chair with
his feet in another that night.
lie Had Ileen Taught to Follow Cop)
i and Ha Did Do.
My friend, tho nowBpaper man, told
me a funny little story which happen
ed during tho last election in n certain
nowspapor office in this city, sayit thi
St. Louis Republic. ,
Thoy wero pressed for men, and bad
to take on somo of the old printers
that wont out of tho office with the
nrrlval of the type-setting machines.
One of the editorial writers wrote what,
he considered a flno effort of rhetoric
on McKlnley. Every page was aoroly.
crowded and tho flat had gone forth
that nothing should bo leaded, not.
oven editorials. In tho midst of tho
editorial effusion occurred the sen,
tence: "McKinley'a name led all the
rest." i
This ptero of copy waa turned over
to ono of tho old discharged men. To,,
everybody's aitonlshment half tho ed
itorial in point waa loaded, making a,,
very offending column to the eye. -t
Tho old printer waa sent for. He.
declared that he had followed copy
exactly Asked to bring proof, he hur
ried upstairs, and from a bundle ol
written sheets extracted what he want-. '
In the meantime the editorial writer
had discovered that "led all the rest"
had been omitted entirely, and he waif
madder than ever,
"Whero Is tht rest of that sentence,'
he growled, when the ancient fossil ap-
peared with the copy. "You've chop- 4
ped this off at 'McKinley'a namol' " h '
"There la tho copy," eafd tho aged
file. "Right after McKinley'a nam
you wrote 'led all tho rest' and J
leaded it, of course."
The editorial writer had nothing
moro to say after that.
learning- the Town.
Kentucklan "Well, sir, havo you
canvassed our town pretty thoroughly
in order to secure tho vlows of our
citizens aa to tho success of your en
terprise?" Capitalist "I think I have '
called upon about all'of your prominent
business men." Kentucklan "Have
you talked with Col. Potts yet?" Oapl- f
laiisi rouar o; i aon't believe I A
b.VA TTIAt film " VAn.,AlrlnM MV . 'l
ut,u '- ... .KHiuvnmu IOU .
ought to see Col. Potts by all meant. ':.
Ilo'a one of our moat Influential ' c'ltl- n
zena." CaplUllat "I gueas I'd battel V
hunt him up. What atreet la' Col.
Potta aaloon on?" New York WorM. '
, V
It Italiea a Doabt. i
Boxey "I am beginning to disbelieve
the classics." Knoxcy "I don't tin- 'f
- a a it m iiimi . . - i-
aerstann.- ooxey "ine oiu urea
poets anq nisioriana cracked up their ,Sj
countrymen as fighters, and I think the M
old codgers must have been novelist
writing in rhyme." Pittsburg Nowa. V,
. s l
Ahead at Hl. ,;v '
Mr. 8prockett "You are Improving $
in. your bicycle riding, then?" Ml.. .
Bloomer "Oh, yea; I rode,. oyer 'VwV41
miles today and I ktft ahead of yotir J
brotner an me way." "you doft't My
so! " "Yea; re, were en a 'riiltjaj'' L
Tonkert MjUtwu. ....-- ti-
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