The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903, October 19, 1895, Image 6

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I beard the other day. a story about a
poem, and since Richard Harding Davis
thought it good enough to write about
I will tell it myself. A few months after
Anno Reeve Aldrich, the poet, died, some
of her best verses appeared in Harper' a
under other initials than her's. If 1 re
member rightly the verses ran something
like this:
"If it were land, then weary feet could travel,
If it were ana a thlp might cleave the wave,
If it wore death ad eres could look to heaven
And aee through tears the innlight on a crave.
But land nor sea nor death keep us apart.
But only thou, O unforgiving heart."
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"If it were land through piercing thorns I'd
If it were sea I'd cross to thee or die,
If it were death I'd tear life's veil asunder.
That I might see tho with a clearer eye.
Bat land nor sea nor death keep us apart.
Forget, forgive, O unforgiving heart'
Miss Aldrich's friends were indignant
and wrote to Richard Harding Davis
demanding an explanation. Mr. Davis'
only anBwer was a story which appeared
next month in Harper's, telling the ex
perience jot an editor who published a
poem that was mailed to him signed
with false initials, In Mr. Davis' story
the editor traces the poem to the pla
gairist and threatens him with open dis
grace. The only explanation the young
man offers is (hat his sweetheart was
fond of poetry and that he stole the
verses to win her favor, I am inclined
to think that the story was true and
Amelia whose books are upon one ever
lasting subject, whose adjectives all
have one taste, whose descriptions all
tend toward one end, and whose harp
has but one fervid string, has been
granted a divorce. For the Chandlers'
sake I am glad of it. It was a terrible
trial for the family to be tied
in any way to an erratic, semi-commercial
proclaimer of the supremacy of love
like Miss Rives. Of course Amelia
Rives was received in Richmond and
Washington, but only in that conde
ecending, considerate fashion that ar
tists, one and all, leaders and campfol
lowers are taken up by society. 1 war
rant Mr. Chandler's aunts and great
aunts , and cousins are all rejoicing
and offering up prayers of thanksgiving
that young Chandler in well out of it.
borrowing: from health;
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If you have borrowed from
health to satisfy the demands
of business, if your blood Is
not getting that constant
supply of fat from your food
it should have, you must
pay back from somewhere,
and the somewhere will be
from the fat stored up in
the body.
The sign of this borrowing is thinness ; the result, nerve
waste. You need fat to keep the Llood in health unless you
want to live with no reserve force live from hand to mouth.
Scott's Emui sion of Cod-liver Oil is more than a medicine.
Tt is a food. The. 1 1 vnonhosnhites make it a nerve food. too.
Ana; as for the man himself, herob- , perfection as good things ever come in this
bl7 has experience enough and to spare. . " I &
Be turt ycu pt Scott' i Emxlihn rvktn feu leant it and net a cktaf tmistitutf.
SCOtt & Bowrie, New York. All Drufcgists. 50c. and $1.
If the imaginative and fervid soul of
Amelia has tried all her absurd theo
ries upon him I do not wonder that he
is aweary.
the case
here was no sensational evidence in
'& all: the oniy reasons given
were that it would be more convenient
for each of them to be free and that a
divorce would be "an accommodation
mutually accepted." In other words
they were tired of each other, and Mrs.
Chandler being ccarcely a woman, but
merely a free lance or a very trashy or
der of fiction and a disciple of a most
dangerous and treacherous school of
modern thought, decided to put an end
to it. For like all the women of her
particular school, Amelia Rives has no
sense of responsibility, only a few high
2V make hats
"Wetrrlxn. bats
"We sell hats
We say nothing about prices, you know they
will be 11 right at 124 S, 12th St.
Lincoln Neb. Satisfaction guaranteed in
Every particular.
IVf ieasK A. BETTS
Wholesale manufacturers of
that Mr. Davis simply told the facts in sounding and superficial theories of the U,SM ana heaVH amess
the case, for as a story the production
was more interesting than artistic
Madame Melba has honored thip soil
once again. She is already en route,
leaving her big talented boy at school in
England It seems almost impossible
that she has a boy of her own who is
studying Latin and harmony on his own
account. Its rather hard to think of
opera singers in a maternal aspect any
way. Of all those Binging women
though, I should imagine that Melba
would be the most comfortable one.
She may be more erratic than the con
scientious Eames, and she may forget
her boy sometimes, but when she re
members its worth while I warrant.
Of course every one knows that Lang
try has lost her jewels, the newspapers
have been impressing the fact upon
us ever since it occurred. But the
secret details are known to few. The
truth of the matter is this, that the or
d:r presented the bank clerk for the de
livery of the jewels, written in Langtry's
hand and signed with Langtry's signa
ture, was forged from a recommenda-
W0-1& N Tenth St. Lincoln, Neb
ror sprains, bruises, sore muscles after
RIDES, etc.
In 25 and 50 cent sizes,
InstantatneouB in its results.
tion of a complexion soan written by the
fairTLily in a thrifty moment This "the bugiT and started down the street,
should certainly be a warning to the She stopped, tied the horse and followed
fair actresses who supplement their sal- him down the Btreetstriking him again
aries by sending their photographs and aQ3 again as she overtook" him. Since
signatures to advertise liver tonics they Uie unfortunate affair thePabst family
have never tasted and cosmetics they ave been tryEg 9 patch it up and
kind by which such women excuse their
lack of womanliness. And upon a few
metaphors and similes she obtained
her divorce. It looks dangerously like
the philosophy of Victoria Woodhull.
When Amelia Rives marriedsix or seven SsSSsSSsSS 5li!
years ago no one wno naa reaa ner
violent fiction expected that she would
remain married very long or that she
would make young Chandler particu
larly happy. A woman of her strained
and distorted opinions would not be
likely to do so. It is useless to say that
the quality of one's work is no indica
tion of his life. An author's work is
the product of his mind and his feelings,
if they are erratic, everything in his life
is erratic
Margaret Mather is not content with
domesticity. She is discontented to
such a degree that she drove her hus
band down one of the principal streets
of Milwaukee, lashing him with a buggy
whip, a few weeks ago. They were out
riding when the trouble began, it
seems. Suddenly Mrs. Fabst caught
up the buggy whip and struck her hus
band across the face. He jumped from
in all its branches
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have never used. It is an undignified
custom and it is putting one's own rep
utation and the public favor to very
mean ends. At any rate Langtry will
not soon write advertisements stating
that she is "pleased and benefitted" by
Somebody &. Co.'s soap for 'the com
plexion. So Amelia Rives-Chandler, the elo
quent apostle of the small winged god,
Margaret, when interviewed by report
ers, has thrice hissed histrionically that
it is a "cruel, cruel lie," but hundreds of
the good citizens of Milwaukee saw it
and although they like Pabst beer, they
will not forget such disgraceful be
havior. There is no doubt about the
truth of it, and it is the beginning of an
end that is not far distant.
Of all the talent wasted and the careers
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Do the best, if not the best, then the best
i)C!CrCC r-urnlshes the mind;
Forges it."
Dr. John Brown.
Dieiplinea the mind;
Delight ft
:nd for catalogue
President of faculty
Celebrated Hats
Now on ole toy
public nor respected by society. She is
neither flesh, fish nor herring, so to
speak. Heavens! how she could read
those line of Juliet's.
J. A. SMITH, Sole Mt
abandoned there ib no more hopeless and
irreparable than Margaret Mather's.
The woman is still young and still beau
tiful, but every career is shut to her.
She has burnt the candle at both ends, .
and now she can have darkness for the "Believe me love, it is the nightin
rest of the journey. It is awful to think gale.' 1 can hear the despair and plead
that any one who could play Juliet as ing of that great voice now, It was a
Margaret Mather once pliyed it should voice that throbbed and pulsed with
come to this. That she is no longer feeling, that waxed ana waned, that fejl
sought for by artiste nor admired by the upon those who heard her like the