The Columbus journal. (Columbus, Neb.) 1874-1911, July 20, 1910, Image 3

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Tli( story o; ns with tlie Introduction
-f John Sl 1' iiv. al nturer. u Masa
rhuotts man m.tiootK-d liy authorities at
Valp iraii-o. lil- H ins; interested In
minim? i;M-raiiiis in Holuia. ho was de
ii(Min i, "lnl- as an insurrectionist
ami .is a ( onsHjiu nci- was hiding At his
liotel lus attention was attracted bv an
Krmlislimaii and a youm; woman
Stephens res mil the vouns woman from
ft druiiKfii otllrer He was tiianked by
lir Admiral of the IVrmian n.iy oon
Vronted Stephen, told him that war had
lii-eri l.-el.irel between Chile and Peru
nd offend him the otli e of eaptain He
desli, that that niqht the Hsmeralda. a
(Mlili.ili e-s. 1 vlioulil be c.iittured
Stephens anted tlie commission
Stephens met a motlev crew, to which he
vas assigned He pave them in
Htrnetlons Tliev l.fiarded th essel They
h'leeessfullv raptured the essel supposed
to he the I'srm r.ihl.i. through strati kv.
"apt Stcphi ns K.ui- directions for the de
li irtnre of the craft. He ntrcd the cah
iii and dicoered the Knxlish woman
and her maid Stephens rpiicklv learned
the wronj; rsl had been captured
It was Lord Partington's private vaclit.
tlie lord's wife and maid beins ahoird
He -p!aind the situation to In r ladv
liip Tlun first Mate Tuttle J .id l.tre
the plot. s.iins tint the S a Jueen had
fteen taken in ord r to jjo to the Antarc
tic eir le Tuttl. explained that on a
former I, had learned that the
Ponn.i Isil.. 1 was lost in 17V. He had
found it fri7-n in a hime case of he
on an island .md contained much sold.
Stephens i (indented to be the captain
of the pdition lie told l,adv
7arlinton She was greatly alarmed.
I tut expressed ontidence in him. The
Sea Queen eneounlf red a e:sel in the
fo Stephens .att tnpted to communicate.
This caused a fien struggle ami he was
overcome Tuttle ilnallv sijuarln the sit
uation. Then the Sea Quern headed south
iiKain 1'iuler Tuttl 's guidance the es
sel mnde progress toward Its ko.i1.
lie Nov a. the mate, told Stephens that he
l!ieetl Tuttle. now acting as skipper.
Insane le a use of his tiecr a t inns
Stephens was awakened hv rashing of
glass. He saw Tuttle in the grip or a
ftp ism of r tigious nuni.i and .rcame
him Tlie sailor upon regaining his senses
was taken ill Tuttle onimitted suicide
ly shooting I'pon ote of the crew
Stephens assiimtd the leadership and the
men !. idcl to ontmue tlie treasure
hunt, the islands h ing supposed to he
onlv Xni miles distant Tuttle was buried
In the s a lidv Utrlingtou pronouncing
the servnc Stephens awaking from
.liep saw the ghost, supposed to have
formed the basis for Tut tie's religious
m.iiii i I'pon advice of Iidv I'arlington,
Stephens started to pro-he the gliost.
lie ciiiie upon Lieut Ram In z. the drunk
en officer In had humbled in Chile. He
found that at SanrlMV Inspiration. En
gineer McICnight plaved "ghost" to scare
the men into giving up the iu st. Steph
ens announced that the Sea Queen was at
the spot win re Tilt tie's quest was sup
posed to be The crew was anxious to go
on in further sarch Do Nova and Steph
ens oumi. ied tin m in a fist fight. I.adv
Htrhngton thank d him The Sea Queen
started northward Sin- was wrecked In a
fog Stepln ns lie Nova. I.adv Darlington
and her tn ml being among those to set
out in a life boat Ten were rescued.
Stephens saw onlv one chance in a thou
sand for life I-lv Darlington confessed
her love to Stephens and he did likewise.
IjhIv Darlington told her life storv how
she had been bartered for :t title, her
yearning for absent love. She revealed
lierself as the school chum of Stephens'
sister She x pressed a wish to die m the
sea rather than face her former friends
mid go bai k to the old life A ship was
flighted The craft proved to be a derelict.
Tliev boarded In r She was frozen tight
Willi hundreds of xears of Ice The ves
sel vvas the Donna Is ibel. lost in 17.13. IX
xears precious Tlie fto7-n bodies of the
former crew wen- r moved Tliev read
the log of the Nib 1. which told how
the Sp lniards had died fnim cold, one bv
one I.adv D irhngton sang to prevent the
men it om becoming moody. The crew
(ommein-ed the hunt for treasure. Tliev
found the iron chest, s ml to contain a
part of "SOitinini p.-sos. firtulv itnlx-ddcd In
lee I.adv Darlington expressed tlie belief
that It would nevr b nelit tie men. for
she said the Donna Is ib. 1 would never
reach poit The men got i lust for gold.
Stephens ju lied It bv whipping one. The
Donna Isabel showed indications of sink
ing Tliev prepared to depirt with what
tieasure had h on found The next morn
ing the. dep irted Stephens went back
to try to res no Cole a gold -crazed negro,
who 'was hunting treasure in the hold.
Stephens plungi d into the icv s-a a mo
ment before the Doii'ia Isabel sank. His
mates rest tied him. the negro being lost.
CHAPTER XXIX. Continued.
If .anytliiiij; the women managed to
hear tip ltetter than the men. hut
whether this was because of their dis
positions, or failure to comprehend ful
ly the desperation of our situation. I
am unable to say. Yet outwardly they
seemed to retain courage longer.
However, their eyes told me plain
ly enough how heavily the hours
rested upon them. I saw comparative
ly little of Celeste, as she chose a po
sition near the foot of the mast, and
remained thete much of the time,
wrapped warmly in blankets, minis
tered to b De Nova, who sat beside
her. Hut Doris remained aft with me,
resting when I was off duty, but sit
ting wide awake, her head touching
niv knee whenever it was my trick at j
the tiller. It seems a strange thing to
sty. ?t I believe it was the very cer
tainty of death which kept her strong,
self-ieliant. almost happy. Not for one
instant did she consider our final res
cue as possible. She lived in her love
for me. utterly insensible to the drear
surroundings, and merely anxious (o
ptolong our life together. It was a
revelation to me of a woman's heart,
a woman's constancy. May I never
forget the clasp of her hand, the ten
der lovelight in her gray eyes, the
words of faith and hope on her lips,
as we tat thus through those long
hours battling against the sea. the
motionless forms of the blanketed
sleepers alone evidencing other hu
man life within the boat. It was her
presence, her love, her inspiration,
which stiffened me to the continued
.Vrformance of a labor growing harder
with each day.
It became easy to see what this
meant to us all. It was neither hun
ger nor thirst, although I felt it safer
to put all upon short rations from the
beginning, but rather the awful, con
tinuous strain of hopeless loneliness
in that vast desert of ocean. The con
templation of it maddened us one mo
ment Into frenzy, and depressed us the
next into profound melancholy. "We
could not shake it off: awake or in
dreams it held us to slavery. Every
where, everywhere the same eternal
swell of the seas, the same eternity
of clouded sky, the same dull, dead
monotony of scene and motion, hour
after hour, day after night. It drove
us mad, crushing down upon the brain
as though it was a real weight, merci
less, agonizing. The air remained
frosty, the southwest wind chilling,
the spray which slapped into our faces
She Still Sat at My Knee,
icy cold. Our fingers stiffened with
cold, our bodies shook from the chill;
only beneath the warmth of the
blankets could we find comparative
comfort. Hour after hour the men
lay, curled up and motionless, only
crawling forth reluctantly to take
their turn on watch. Our greatest
effort was to keep the straining cord
age free from ice. and to prevent its
formation along the gunwale or at the
bows, over which spray dashed in
constant shower.
Rood God. how those hours dragged,
with the same heartless scene with
out, the same hopeless faces within!
Most of us continued to live n'rely
because we could not die. Indiffer
ence took the place of hope, and we
performed our simple tasks automatic
ally, almost unconsciously. Johnson,
De Nova and I took our tricks at the
helm, with one man always awake
forward to manage the running gear,
and only once during those first six
days were we compelled to lower
our sail or take a reef in the jib.
Then a fierce squall came tearing
down upon us from out thenorthwest,
a swift, .sharp blow, heralded by a
blinding snow flurry which kicked up
an ugly sea, lashing us with heavier
stinging spray, and coating every
thing with ice. For seven hours we
fought in a blinding smother, every
man awake, crouching beneath blank
ets, the women stowed away under
the thwarts, and De Nova and I at the
tiller, tlie huge surges pounding
against our backs, as we thus kept
them from sweeping the laboring boat
fore and aft, and swamping her. I
never believed we could weather it,
the increasing waves tossing us about
like a cork, yet, as the dawn broke,
we succeeded in broaching to, with
canvas drag holding her, and the very
moment I realized she would ride
safely I fell forward dead asleep.
Either Doris or one of the men cov
ered me with blankets, my icy cloth
ing drying on my body. But it was
Doris who welcomed me back to life
again, as a little glimpse of westering
sun grew barely visible through a rift
in the dun clouds, with the mainsail
again spread, and the longboat leaping
to the foaming summits. Oh. but it
was worth all suffering just to read
the confession of her eyes, and to
feel her bend down over me in sudden
tenderness! I am not ashamed that
the tears dimmed my eyes so I could
scarcely see her dear face or that my
voice choked so I could do no more
than whisper her name. She must
have understood, for her soft hands
touched my cheek, and so we rested
for a long time, scarcely exchanging
a word between us.
It was later that same day, just at
the edge of twilight, when Kelly
called, "A sail!" pointing eagerly out
over the port quarter. Then, some
upon knees, some standing, we all
saw it, a misty, white reflection, show
ing vague against the darkening hori
zon. I know not what it really was
a gleam of canvas, a speck of cloud,
or the pinnacle of an iceberg but as
we swept toward it, the night
dropped down over the waters blotting
the last faint vestige from view. Yet we
hung on desperately, the man staring
out into the black void, grumbling and
cursing, until the long night wore
away with no reward.
That was about the last I recall
clearly; afterwards all grew indis
tinct, commingled, confused. It was
like a dream rather than reality. I
performed my work as before, the In
stincts of a seaman leading me right
ly, and out of the mist numerous in
cidents arise to memory proving that
I observed and thought. Never can I
forget the sight of that narrow boat,
tossing about on the crests of great
-q v ilNr V" II Vi -y"
Yielding Me New Courage.
seas, or plunging down into the black
hollows; the green water pouring in
cataracts over the gunwale; the con
slant bailing; the wet, soggy blankets;
the moaning of wind through the icy
cordage; the flapping of the sail; the
gray masses of water curling over us
in continuous threatening; the awful
expanse of ocean revealed by day
light; the black loneliness through
which we swept at night. We ceased
to talk, to think, even, growing more
and more sullen, moody, dull-eyed,
cramped of limb and benumbed of
brain. We sat silently staring into the
smother, forever beholding themirages
of distorted minds. Men would spring
to their feel, yelling out some discov
ery, only to sink back' again, with
ghastly faces buried in their hands. II
was all illusion; the waves, the clouds
mocking us. even our voices sounding
unnatural, our faces growing unfa
miliar. Only Doris; Doris did not change
not. at least, to my eyes. Ay, she be
came whiter, weaker, the shadows
growing darker beneath her eyes, yel
she still sat at my knee, looking up
into my face, yielding me new courage
out of her heart of hearts. God knows
I believe she saved me, saved me
from going mad, saed me with the
power of her love held me sane, held
me steadfast, when the very soul in
me had given way. I think of those
other faces now with a shudder. It
scms as if all that was human had
gone out of us; we were no longet
men, only things. We crawled about
We growled rather than used articu
late speech, bruised by the constant
buffeting of the sea, sore with th
smart of salt water, chilled through
by the icy wind, we snarled like v.ild
beasts, our eyes bloodshot, our faces
haggard and unclean.
1 know not how long it endured. I
lost all track of day and night. 1
merely remember this and that out ol
the mist, Doris' gray eyes ever upon
me, her hand clasping mine; Celeste
lying motionless day after day under
the blankets; De Nova rocking back
and forth, striving to sing, or creeping
aft to the tiller, with his body shaking
as though he had a palsy; Johnson,
never moving, his head sunk into his
chest, his gaze out over the bows; Mc
Knight curled up as a dog lies, some
times cursing fiercely, only to break
off and cry like a child. I remember
when the boom swung about, pitching
Sanchez headlong and breaking ils
leg; how we pulled it back into posi
tion with a sickening snap, binding it
there firmly, while beads of perspira
tion told the Chilean's pain. I recall
that other day when Dade suddenly
stood up, his eyes staring dully out
into the fog-bank which wrapped us
about, extended his hands, smiling,
and said: "Sure, I'm comin'. ol' pal,"
and stepped overboard. We grabbed
for him, but he went down and never
Not a Corporeal Delight
Real Nature of the Kiss, as Viewed
by a Writer Who Has Clearly
Studied the Subject.
It Is the fashion of the more bilious
moralists to put kissing among the
gross pleasures, with eating, yodllng,
snoring and the use of tobacco; but,
as a matter of fact, it is not a corpor
eal delight at all, says a writer in the
Baltimore Sun. Its sole physical ac
companiment, indeed, is a sensation
of suffocation, and this, as all will ad
mit, is scarcely agreeable. No; the
insidious charm of the pastime must
be sought in its psychic effects la Ita
caMarAatsGwK4& m
came up again. McKnight was the first
to speak.
"He had his pockets full o' gold. I
saw him takin' it las' night."
There was a fierce storm of oaths,
the faces of the men wolfish and sav
age as they glared down into the wa
ter; but Kelly fell on his knees and
began to pray.
It almost seems to me that this was
the last, though it could not have
been. There were hours after that,
perhaps even days and nights, when
I lived without really knowing that I
lived. It was a period of fancies, phan
toms, dreams, weird and fantastic,
haunting horrors that left all reality
blank. I know that Johnson helped
me at the tiller while De Nova lay
prone in the bottom of the boat, some
times talking to himself, occasionally
lifting his head to peer over the side.
What he said had no meaning, just
a jumble of French words, and he
smiled like that dead Spaniard in the
cabin of the Donna Isabel. I
know that Sanchez, who had brave
ly done all he could in spite
of his broken leg, fell into the deliri
um of fever, screamed for hours that
he was dying, and had at last to be
bound fast in his blankets. I know
Kelly came creeping aft with a knife
in his hand, imagining he had been
robbed, and I had to knock him flat
with the tiller-bar, the boat falling off
into tlie trough of the sea and nearly
capsizing before I could get her bead
about again. Doris was bending over
Sanchez, who seemed to have an in
terval of sanity at the moment that
was the last I remember; then, I
think, I pitched over against Doris
when she came back to me, and every
thing went dark.
In Which We Come to the End.
I was lying between white sheets in
a rather wide berth when I came
again to consciousness, a yellow glow
of sunlight streaming in through an
open port, and the clanking sound of
machinery in my cars. I closed my
eyes again, wearily, my head reeling
yet from the delusions of the past. No,
this was real a steamer, rising and
falling on the swell, but pushing stead
ily forward to the rapid revolutions of
the screw. I could hear the tramping
of feet on deck, even the slush of the
sea without. I opened my eyes again,
watching a curtain wave to the fresh
air rushing in through the port, and
then I turned my head on the pillow.
Doris sat on a low stool gazing out
through the aperture on the sea, her
face partially turned away. She looked
pale, careworn, her eyes heavy and
sad. Suddenly she turned her glance
in my direction, and sprang up with a
glad cry.
"Oh, Jack, you have been lying
there so long unconscious!"
I could only clasp her bauds and
gaze into the depths of her gray eyes.
"I have proved rather a poor speci
men of a man, I fear, dear," I con
fessed at last, ashamed of my weak
ness. "How long?"
"It is three days since we were
brought on board, and we were a day
and night in the boat after you lost
I endeavored to think it out, to com
prehend. She leaned farther over, her
lips touching my cheek.
"Don't worry about it. Jack; every
thing is all right now. Johnson took
your place at the tiller, and and we
were picked up."
Terms for Ineoriety.
According to Hottcn, some of the
terms denoting inebriety are as fol
lows: Beery, bemused, boozy, bosky,
corned, foggy, fou. fresh, hazy, ele
vated, kisky. lushy, moony, muggy,
muzzy, on, screwed, stewed, tight and
winy. In an intermediate class stand
podgy, beargered. blued, cut, primed,
lumpy, plowed, muddled, obfuscated,
swipey, three sheets in the wind and
topheavy. "But the acme," says the
same authority, "is only obtained
when the disguised individual 'can't
see a hole in the ladder, or when he
is 'all mops and brooms.' or 'off his
nut.' or 'with his main-brace well
spliced,' or 'with the sun in his eyes,'
or when he has 'lapped the gutter and
got the gravel rash.' or 'on the ran
tan,' or 'on the re-raw.' or when he Is
'sewed up,' or 'regularly scammercd.'
Camphor Cures Colds.
Take gum camphor and dissolve In
kerosene, having enough so that there
is always a little camphor undis
solved in the bottom of the bottle.
Rub the lame parts thoroughly and
often with this and you will have re
lief. Do not bandage it on. as it will
blister if used that way. This is also
an excei'nt remedy for cold in throat
or lungs. Rub it in well.
marvelous and delightful interference
with the normal processes of ratioci
nation. A man kissed is a man trans
figured and transmogrified. Let him
be the worst of misanthropes before
the sweet impingement of nose upon
nose, and he may yet emerge from the
turmoil a philanthropist One kiss,
properly stage-managed, Is enough to
transform a pirate into a poet, a poli
tician into a philosopher, or vice ver
sa. One small kiss, indeed. Is suffi
cient to turn a proud, heaven-kissing
bachelor into a servile married man
the most stupendous, antipodal and
lamentable transformation possible, at
this writing, in a mere human being. I
JULY 23, 24, 25, 26 and 27.
Curtiss, the Noted Aviator, Will
Contest With His Pupils, Giving
an Interesting Exhibition.
The Mid-West Aviators Meet will
be held in Omaha, July 23, 24, 25, 26
and 27. The interesting events of
the four days will be under the aus
pices of the Aero club of Nebraska,
and the Omaha Commercial club of
Omaha, Nebraska.
Glenn H. Curtiss, J. C. Mars, Eugene
Ely, and other noted aviators will
participate, thus assuring an interest
ing an entertaining occasion. This
is the first western meeting in which
Curtis himself has taken part and is
the only western meet in which he
will appear this year, a fact, no doubt,
that will tend to draw many who
might not otherwise favor the meet
with their presence. Mr. Curtiss will
use the same aeroplane in which he
made the flight from Albany to New
York a few weeks ago, and which
brought out so much favorable com
ment from the press and public. His
presence at the Mid-West Meet will
be the signal for drawing thousands
from near and far.
The committee having in charge all
arrangements are: T. R. Kimball.
J. J. Deright, Gould Dietz and Clark
G. Powell, the latter being also man
ager of .the meet.
The government has promised as
sistance by the loan of a number of
baloons at Fort Omaha. By this and
other aid it is hoped to make this the
largest meet in this country, being in
keeping with the international ex
hibition at Los Angeles.
There will be spherical and dirrig
ible balloons as well as heavier than
air machines. Aviators will make at
tempts to lower existing records in
rapid flight, altitude flights, quick
starting, skillful alighting, etc. Will
also have some races.
The committee has arranged for a
seating capacity of 6,000, the grounds
will accommodate 20.000 and the auto
mobile park will be able to take care
of five hundred machines.
Speaking of the coining event, the
Omaha Bee says:
"First of all Curtiss will endeavor
to lower his own world's record for
quick and short starting in an aero
plane during each day of the meet. In
addition to this he will seek to re
duce his record for a mile on a circu
lar track, which now stands at fifty
eight seconds.
"Curtiss will race Ely and Mars
separately around the circular course,
giving them a handicap in seconds
for the difference in horsepower in
the machines.
"The feature of the meet will be
the aeroplane races between Ely and
Mars, weather permitting. There is
a great deal of good natured and
friendly rivalry between these two
Curtiss aviators and each one tries
to outdo the other on all occasions.
Roth aviators will drive the same
horse powered machines during the
meet here and are about equally
matched in nerve and daring.
"The course on the aviation field
will be laid out by v-nite signal flags
and the United States army signal
corps men will be placed around the
infield of the course to see the avia
tors do not cut corners.
"The army spherical balloon in
charge of Lieutenant Haskell of the
signal corps will be anchored in the'
center of the field, where observa
tions can be made on the work of the
aeroplanes and dirigibles.
Atlantic City. N. J., July 12. Glenn
Curtiss today tossed oranges as mim
ic bombs within three feet of the
decks of the yacht John F. Mehrer II,
used in place of a battleship during
the sham battle arranged to demon
strate the utility of aeroplanes in
coast defense. The mock "bombs"
were dropped from a height of about
300 feet and Curtiss purposely failed
to strike the deck of the yacht for
fear of injuring the officials and pas
sengers gathered on her decks.
Visiting experts agreed that the ex
periments showed that a fleet of aero
planes armed with bombs of high ex
plosives could wreck any warship be
fore guns could be trained on them.
Curtiss was flying about forty-five
miles an hour when he dropped the
"bombs" and officials on the deck of
the yacht declared that he was with
in accurate distance for rifle fire less
than a half minute.
Colonel William Allen Jones, re
tired, formerly of the United States
engineer corps, who is an advocate of
aeroplanes for coast defense, stated
after the trials his belief that the air
machine has proved its efficiency.
Activity at Fort Omaha.
Omaha. Fort Omaha is throbbing
with activity preparatory to Its part
in the Mid-West Aviation meet. The
Baldwin Army War Dirigible No. 1 is
being overhauled by a force of men.
who are putting the gas bag in shape
for inflation, while other soldiers of
the signal corps are working on the
great hydrogen generator and tank.
The grandstand of the Creighton
field Is already assuming proportions
and is being erected so that the spec
tators will have a clear sweeping
view of the course at all times.
All Kinds of Flyers.
Omaha. With the receipt of a wire
from General Allen, chief signal offi
cer of the United States army, stating
that a spherical balloon would give
exhibitions at the aviation meet. July
23 and succeeding days, it is now
certain that all kinds of bird ma
chines will be in the air the aero
planes, one possibly two, dirigible
ballooons, and the spherical balloon.
Now, with the exception of Paulhaa.
who will not be here, the meet will
be just as large a one as that held
at Los Aageles soma time ago.
Caruso Approaches Finale In "Marital
Entanglements Through Divorce
Suit Against Woman.
Florence. Enrico Caruso Is ap
proaching a climax In his "marital" en
tanglements. It will be remembered
that during bis first two seasons in
New York at the Metropolitan Opera
iie was accompanied by a woman
whom every one considered to be his
legal wife.
This woman was really Mme. Gine
Oetti, the wife of a Florentine mer
chant, who under the name of Mlmt
Giachettl had achieved a certain suc
cess on the operatic stage, and who
Mme. Caruso.
j Is a sister of the better-known lyric
soprano of the same name. A year or
two ago Mme. Giachetti-Bett-Carusa
was reported to have eloped with her
Now the Florentine merchant, BettI,
Is suing her for divorce and names
Caruso. Mme. Caruso, as she Is still
generally known, has written a letter
to the press In which she states
that she endeavored to seek a divorce
from BettI ten years ago, but he re
fused his consent. It was then that
she went to live with the tenor. Since
that time she declares she has lived
with Caruso as his wife, and has had
two children by him.
She often saw Rett!,, who never
seemed to resent the fact of her alli
ance nor care one way or the other.
She denies having eloped with the
chauffeur and says Caruso left her
penniless at Mont Charles on the very
spot where they first met and where
he persuaded her to forsake her ar
tistic career for his love.
Mme. BettI deplores her unhappy
married life with both men. whom she
accuses of having failed to contribute
to her support, although she admits
that Caruso gives her $100 a month
a mere pittance, she says, considering
that he draws the highest salary ol
any tenor on earth.
The famous trial will be held In
Florence within the next few weeks,
and the star witness will be Caruso.
Michigan Man Has His Whisker
That Reach to the Floor
Oxford, Mich. Alex Guiles of Or
tonville, whose hirsute appendage be
gins at his chin and trails on the
ground, was In town recently to have
his bid for fame recorded by a local
photographer. Although Guiles keeps
his elongated beard done up In aa
neat a manner as the coiffure of a so
ciety lady until nothing unusual would
be noticed at a casual glance, his ad-
Alex Guiles.
vent here to have his whiskers "took1
by a photographer created no little
Guiles is the proprietor and opera
tor of a saw mill at -Drtonville, and
'tis said he locks steps with that trail
ing streamers of whispers as he winds
his devious way in and about the
swiftly humming inachinery, indif
ferent to the wind that whistles mer
rily among this luxuriant growth of
human foliage. He has not had a
shave since war times and does not
expect one, striving earnestly to pro
tect what be claims Is the blue rib
bon winner for length, in whiskers.
He prides himself on having the
longest whiskers in Michigan. And
the residents of Ortonville, who have
seen that winding trail of wispy,
stringy whiskers floating about the
saw mill over humming saws and buz
zing set screws, give Guiles credit
for as much courage as be has hair.
Fully Qualified.
The Invalid was on the road to re
covery and the physician had just pre
sented his bill for $700.-'
"Doctor," said the patient, "you
missed the opportunity of your life.
You should have been a nerve special
ist," Her Way.
Mrs. Green Yes; I can get any
thing I want out of my husband. I
can use a few persuasive words and
go right through his heart.
Mrs. Bibb I prefer to go right
through my husband's pockets. Exchange.
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Don't neglect the kidneys when yon
notice lack of control over the secret
tions. Passages become too frequent
or scanty; urine is discolored andsedb
ment appears. No medicine for such
troubles like Doan a
Kidney Pills. They
quickly remove kidV
ney disorders.
Mrs. A. E. Fultoa,
311 Skldmore St.
Portland, Ore., says:
My limbs swelled
terribly and I was
bloated over tkm
stomach and had
puffy spots beneath
the eyes. My kidneys
were very unhealthy and the secre
tions much disordered. The dropsical
swellings began to abate after I began
using Doan's Kidney Pills and soon I
was cured."
Remember the name Doan's.
For sale by all dealers. 50 cents a
box. Foster-Mllburn Co., Buffalo, N. T.
Controlled Newspapers.
The Atchison Go&esays that no ad
vertiser has ever tried to control its ed
itorial policy, the remark being occa
sioned by the charge often made nowa
days, that the big advertisers direct
the editorial policy of newspapers.
The experience of the Globe is the
experience of most newspapers. The
merchant who does a great deal of ad
vertising Is more interested In the cir
culation department of a newspaper
than In the editorial department, If a
dally paper goes to the homes of the
people, and Is read by them, he Is satis
fied, and It may chase after any theory
or fad. for all he cares. He has troubles
of his own, and he Isn't trying to shoul
der those of the editorial brethren.
There are newspapers controlled by
people outside of the editorial rooms,
and a good many of them, more's the
pity; but the people exercising that
control are not the businessmen who
pay their money for advertising space.
The newspapers which are established
for political purposes are often con
trolled by chronic offlceseekers, whose
first concern Is their own interests.
There are newspapers controlled by
great corporations, and the voice of
such newspapers is always raised la
protest against any genuine reform.
The average western newspaper usu
ally Is controlled by Its owner, and he
Is supposed to be In duty bound to make
all sorts of sacrifices at all sorts o
times; there are people who consider
It his duty to Insult his advertisers,
just to show that he Is free and Inde
pendent If he shows a decent respect
for his patrons, who pay him their
money, and make It possible for him to
carry on the business, he Is "subsi
dized" or "controlled." The newspaper
owner Is a business man, like the dry
goods man or the grocer. The mer
chants are expneted to have considera
tion for their customers, and they are
not supposed to be subsidized by thi
man who spends five dollars with
them, but the publisher Is expected to
demonstrate his courage by showing
that he is ungrateful for the patron
age of his friends. It is a funny com
bination when yon think it over.
Emporia Gazette.
"Fortune knocks ones at every man's
fortune Is a knocker, all right"
He Rose to It
"Do you know," said a little boy of
five to a companion the other day. "my
father and I know everything. What
I don't know my father knows, and
what my father don't know I know."
"All right! Let's see. then." replied
the older child, skeptically. "Where's
It was a stiff one, but the youngster
never faltered.
"Well, that" he answered coolly.
"Is one of the things my father
knows." Harper's Bazaar.
comes to life when the body
feels the delicious glow of
health, vigor and energy.
That Certain Sense
of vigor in the brain and easy
poise of the nerves comes
when the improper foods are
cut out and predigested
take their place.
If it has taken you year?
to run down don't expect one
mouthful of this great foo4
to bring you back (for it b
not a stimulant but a
Ten days trial shows suck
big results that one stick
to it.
"There's a Reason"
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