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About Lincoln County leader. (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 26, 1898)
Mm llilillSlllIlililii! m SARAH SAVED THE DAY, m O 9 $ II IE l IS ill JACKSON SMITII had a hobby. He would stand at the foot of his table, earring knife In hand, while be enlarged upon the "soulless demo cratic times," emphasizing his sen tences by brandishing the carver In air. Ills next aversion to a Democrat was an old maid. Indeed, the old maid was wn more odious to him. The Demo crat he could forgive as being a fool, but the old maid was beyond pardon on any grounds. And yet, as In very mockery of his pet antipathy, his only child, Sarah, had developed Into the hated ob ject, right In his own household. Sarah was tall and angular, like her tfather, but her face was pleasing, and Iter disposition mild and amiable. She Jiad never revolted against anything in Sier life not even against the Injustice ot spending her youth in making pre serves, apple butter or piecing quilts, while other girls were making merry. Sometimes Sarah wondered where her youth had gone, but, while she was 32, she could not recall having been young. One day Jackson Smith received a llurt, and when Dr. Brown was called In be told Jackson his days were num bered. Then It was that his hatred for okl maids proved Itself. "I'll never leave this place to a wom an that can't get a husband," be said fiercely. "But, father, Sarah's never had no chance we've always kept her down," rempnstrnted his weeping wife. lie waved his hand to silence her. "Woman, no old maid shall Inherit my place. I've sent by the doctor for Law yer Clarke, and he'll come to-morrow. There's money enough In bank for you, but I'll fix It so that at your death it will go with the farm. Jackson Gpg gan, my namesake, shall get it all." Tearfully Mrs. Smith Imparted the tacts to Sarah. "Mother, would he turn you ont of the old place Just because he hates roe?" And Sarah looked incredulous. The elder woman nodded; then Sarah kissed the round, sunburnt face and Lkl: "Mother, I never have revolted against father, but I'm going to save the place for you I wouldn't mind so much, but you shall never leave your borne. I'm going out now to think it over." And putting on her pink sun bonnet she went out the back door. When some distance from the house she sat down In the shade of a tree, and. while her heart lnat loudly over her father's contemplated injustice, she re solved to outwit him. "There's Josh Mullln; he might but I can't bear Josh; he chews tobacco, and bis mouth always looks dirty. Henry Hodge Is home, but he drinks so that there's no dependence to be put In him." She cast her eyes over the landscape, and on the next farm she saw the figure -of a man In the field. Yes, there's John Howard, but " anil her face grew pink "I hate somehow to ask It of hlin." Then tho tear-stained face of her mother passed before her mental vision, and giving a Jerk to her sunbonnet she started down the path across the meadow. John Howard was hoeing cora When be saw Sarah approaching he stopped and leaned on hid hoc, a look of concern In bis face. "Is the old man worse, Sarah? he asked. "Yes; Dr. Brown says he can't live tnore'n two or three days, and Oh, John, It's awful tlio way he Is." "Yes, but you have been a good, sac rificing daughter, Sarah, and you can't blame yourself for anything, you " "Oh, you don't understand, John; he's going to leave everything to to Jack son Ooggan, ami mother'U have to Jeave the place," she half sobbed. "You can't mean It, Surah? Why why, thnt would bo outrageous. What makes him talk of such a thing?" "Because twause I am an old maid; he hates old maids." And her face grew pinker than the sunbonnet John Howard shifted the hoe to tho other arm and looked down. , , . , . "John, I've come to ask you-i-Oh, John, don't think me brazen; It's for mother's sake. I can't stand to see her turned out, and for my fault, and If yon will only help me and and coino up to the house and pretend that we are to be married Just until after the will is made It wouldn't be so very wrong, John not so bad as lotting mother be put out of her homo " She caught her breath In short gasps, but when John was silent her pink face suddenly paled. "I reckon it's asking a heap too much of you, John, but don't hold It against me; I couldn't see any other way. Good-by, John." She was turn ing away. Don't go yet, Sarah. I I .think your Idea is good, but it might not work. Jackson Smith Is sharp; he'd see right through it, but If if you would be willing we could drive over to Squire Hall's this afternoon and get married. I wouldn't trouble yon any, Sarah we John hitched the horse and went In. n walked to the bedside of Jackson Smith and sat down. Tncle Jackson," he began, "I've cotae to tell you what I've done. You know that I've often warned you that some day you would lose the most val uable possession you had " "It's the briudle heifer," interrupted Jackson Smith, his eyes snapping an grily. "John Howard, you think be cause I am on my deathbed that you can do as you please, but I'll show you. It's Just like a rascally Democrat to shoot a neighbor's heifer Just because she Jumped into your wheat I don't expect anything better of you the whole party is made up of thieves and cutthroats but I'll leave it In my will. Jackson Goggan shall law and law un til " He sank back exhausted from his outburst "If you get that angry over the brin dle heifer, Uncle Jackson, I don't know what you will say when I tell you that I have not touched the heifer, but I have married Sarah." "Married Sarah!" And Jackson Smith's eyes dilated. "Married Sarah! he said under his breath. "John, give me your hand. I knew Sarah was a Smith. Why, there never was an old maid In the Smith family, but It did seem she meant to take after the Walk ersher mother was a Walker. Sarah married! I can go In peace. John, now that you have lifted the disgrace from the Smith family. Yon needn't mind what I said about the Democrats I r1 t- Hrtt-tn Poll Sarah; I want to give her the brlndle heifer." When the lawyer came the next day he wrote a will bequeathing all, save a life interest to Mrs. Smith, to his be loved daughter Sarah, who had glad dened the last hours of his life. A few days later, with all duo cere mony, Jackson Smith was laid away by the side of other Smiths. John How ard went home with his wife and her mother. At the porch he halted awk wardly, seeing which Sarah turned. "HER FACE GREW PINKER THAN THE SUNBONNET." ' could go on Just the same, and I'll nev er want to marry any one else, and If you should you could get a divorce, you know." "Oh, you're sure It makes no differ enceyou don't mind, John?" Her tone was eager. "No, I don't mind; I'd help you any way I could, Sarah. It's high noon now. I'll drive over for you In the buggy right after dinner." "I'll be ready, and I wouldn't have asked you, John, only only yon un derstand how It is, don't you?" ner face was red again. "I understand It Sarah. Don't fear." ' "Why, Sarah, where have you been? You look as rosy as a poppy." And Mrs. Smith wiped the tears from her eyes as she gazed at her daughter's face. "I've been attending to business for us, mother. You will not leave the place. I'm golug over to Squire Hall's this evening. John Howard is coming to take me In the buggy." The sun was sinking low In the west when John Howard and Sarah returned from the squire's. "Will you come In, John, and stay about some? I'd rather you'd tell him If you don't mind," Sarah said. "Will you come In, John?" she asked. "I'm afraid It would only pester you If I did I reckon I ought to go home, but I hate to leave you you women folks alone, and you'll be kind of lone some now." "You might stay. We would fix up father's room real comfortable If you would Just as Boon," said Sarah, begin ning to realize the awkwardness of their posltloa Td like to, Sarah. I could tend tho crop Just as well, but I'd feel as If I was living off you women, and and you might got to hate me If I hung around." "You needn't be afraid of that, John," said Sarah, tapping her foot nervously on the porch floor. "It would be the easiest way out of our our di lemma; but If you'd rather not stay we could explain to folks how It was that you Just married me to save the farm n "But Sarah, if we told that it would be a He. I took advantage of your trouble to get yon married to me, and yon didn't suspect me. but now I feel moan, and as If yon will not respect me when I tell you the truth," Sarah gazed at him In wonder. What could he mean, she thought but no sound came from her lips, and he continued: "I've been trying for ten years to ask you to mam me, but I never could do It, and when you came to me In your trouble I Jump ed at the chance, Sarah, because I wanted you I've always loved you, but now I feel I can't stay unless unless you can Uike me for your husband in earnest." Ills eyes did not lift to her face. "John!" ner eyes were open in wide amaze, and the face so lately tear-stained became radiant with unexpected Joy. "You love me?" she questioned in glad unbelief. "Why. I have loved you all this time, too," she whispered. Chica go Record. STATISTICS ABOUT THE SEA. Cnrions Flsnres Abont Its Weight, Depth and Volume. I Intend to take my revenge on the sea for the past indignities suffered from him and to deal deliberately In personalities about him. Inviting to my side his many victims who have suffered the like indignities, I propose that we weigh, measure and gauge him, battle him, play games with him and show him up generally for, like most bullies, he Is a bit of a humbug. For our attack on the sea we shall want a few facts to start from, and here they are: We take the statements of four good men of science, a geographer, an as tronomer, a physicist a statistician, add the statements, divide by four, and arrive at the result that the surface of the sea Is 139 millions of square miles, his weight 1,332.000,000,000,000,000 tens and h!s vcltinio 322,000 000 cubio miles. A like process will tell us that the average depth of the Bea Is 12,000 feet (more than two and ono-quarter miles), and we know thnt one cubic foot of him weighs over sixty-four pounds avoirdupois, I. e., about four and one half stone, or as much as a small child 8 or 10 years of age. From these fig ures Mr. Schooling deduces that the sea Is simply nowhere when we com pare It with the land of this planet as regards the solid quantities of weight, depth and volume: "Only in the superficial quality of sur face does the sea beat the land. As to beauty, there Is infinitely more of It and In much greater variety, on the land than on the sea. To further em phasize the magnificence of the sea we will now pour it into a Jelly mold one of those thin, ornamental, tin shapes you see In the kitchen dresser. For this experiment I have dug out all the Inside of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, from Its surface all the way down to the center of the earth (3,900 miles), and have thus m.ide the largest Jelly mold known or rather two of them, for Ireland forms a shape by Itself, although, at bottom, it Is firm ly Joined to England, Wales and Soot land. Now, this Jelly mold would be large enough to hold Just one-half of nil the sea of this planet, so that a pair of these tin 6hapes would dispose of the whole sea!" Person's Magazine. For Nervous Guesta. It is often the little things which make life happy or the reverse to the "stranger within our gates." A night light is much appreciated by the nerv ous guest who does not like to sleep in' total darkness, and naturally ohjects to' the bright glare of gas or electric light all night Without this bit of illumina tion she would probably be sleepless and miserable. Quite ornamental night lights and clocks combined are sold that would cheer the weary watches of a vie-! tlm of Insomnia even. Tho light Is fur nished by one of the round, fat candles used In fairy lamps, set safely In a disc, of metal. The porcelain face of the clock Is utilized as a shade, and if one prefers H can be of blue or green or yel low Instead of white, thus subduing the light to a mere glimmer. Another article for which the occu pant of the "guest chamber" will bless his or her hostess every time he uses It Is a compact and pretty writing stand In the shape of a long bronze leaf. The steam curls up over tho leaf, one ten dril ormlng a taper, another twining about and supporting a receptacle for sealing wax. An ink well of cut glass a curled leaf holding mntches and a couple of bent twigs forming a pen rack complete the appointments. A stand for paper and envelopes is of bronze leaves laced together with little twigs, Philadelphia Tress. Sugar from Starch. It Is announced that a chemist to Java has discovered a way to make cane sugar out of starch. As starch u much cheaper than Bugar, such a dis covery Is a very important one. The man who puts forward the claim Is a recognized expert on sugar, concern ing which he has written many articles for publication during the bast few years, and he has gone so far as to file a description of his process (conflden ttally, with the French Academy Sciences, In order to secure his priority rights as an Inventor. ne Is not ready as yet to take the public Into his con fldenoe, and for the present it Is Im possible to determine the truth of this declaration. When a young man comes more than a hundred miles to see a young ladv that settles it so far as her neighbors and friends are concerned, and they commence to worry about what they vlu get her for a wedding present JJJ 'ew th,n that money cannot buy but the trouble Is that not many people want them. fliay-BomothIng told me would call last night AddiJ?' Perhaps It. was Cbolly.-judg ma you hear that creenv mlthtoldr.:No;whatwS,tt2; "nis six months old baby "JjJIJ 1UU aiways judge a man W company he keeps." "That's tough on the warden of the tlary." penlt( Teacher-Of course you nnd . the difference between liking 2 2 ing? Pupil-Yes, marm; Hike S er and mother, but I love pie. Visitor-Is Miss Rose at home? J vant-No, sir. Visitor-Why she? Just come In! I saw her. Servam 1 Yes, sir; and she saw you, too. "Reggie Littleton Is such a com,1 ed thing," said Mollv. "it 'l a manhater Just because ho w. said I didn't like him. '-Harper's J They say, Blokeiy, old man, tb your wife hod an lndnnrin ... tuner "That's right It's so confounj tiny ujoepenoeni mat I can't tret Of it" ' The Bachelor-Nero killed thousand jusx to near toe death-rnttlp i throats. The Benedict (extenuatti .uuj lxj ue imui a oooy to amuse.-xt, iora journal. "Some are ready to go to war unjoin mey are needed," remark. the observer of men and things, : . Yi . ..i.-i . V. . . ... i uuk:ib um; immieui llicy are not nee car ietrou Journal. WnV.n.n Ann 11.1 . . .Linn o u uiie, Buitu oaoy or your? .YLwaieton," said a friend who t admiring the first baby. "Do you thi he's solid?" asked Mlddloton, rati- disconsolately. "It seems to me ad he was all holler" "Did you know," said Miss Cnym ."that the young man who was trp. to propose to you writes poetry?" v. spring r "Yes." "Well, be onght: be in sympathy with his subject E Is certainly very backward."-Wa.v ington Star. Yabsley You look as If yon mm have hod a good time last nigi: Mudge I hope not 'Too hope n: Why?" "Because If I did it was n? ed. I dont recollect a thing abor what sort of a time I had." Indta; oils Sentinel. "How well the baby talks," remits ed the visitor. "Doesnt be?" return-, the proud father. 'What Is he : lng?" asked the visitor. "Um-mC replied the proud father, hesitating!:: "I guess you'd better ask his mofe about that "I am told," remarked Miss Cayem "that yon said some very clever tliin last evening." "Ys," replied Wl. Wlshlngton; "it Is very dlscouraglnf "What la?" The surprised manner which everybody Is talking about It'j Washington Star. "What was your first thought!"!: asked, as she seated herself beside cot, "after you realised that yoo It lost your foot?" He replied: thought "Well, this is a fine fix to be now I'll not be able to ride the blket more.' "Chicago News. "I've been told," said Mr. OH' "that I seem very much younger tin I really am." "Yes," replied MlseC;' enne, "to Judge from some of the ters you wrote me, one would say ti you were certainly under 20 years age." Washington Star. Dick Yes, . you see, I'm In no end a fix. I would never have proposed I'd had the Wat idea that she l acceDt me. but she did. Jack-'i propose again, as If you bad forgo& That ought to make her angry entfi to refuse you. Boston Traveler. The Heavy Villain These stlir!- Ornes I would rather be a states than an actor. The Light Comed I would at any time. Living U so cheaper. The statesman gets U H way transportation and press v work for nothlng.-Clnclnantl ' oulrer. "To vriF vitUi mu In PJimeSt aD0l siring Immediate action T Inquirer 1 mcmtuiF nt rvmoToan "In earnest, f) plied . the other. "There can't be 1 1. j, vl.t. Via Wllldn t tn rfnllvor tinlnun there were furtMl lay." Washington Star. . UUl US U1UI wjli" j head?" asked the startled rutllW1 clock struck 12. "I thought yon i been In the navy?" answered tne en under her breath. "So I , "And don't understand that "No." "Well, that's papa clearing' action." Yonkera Statesman. He was a great bore, and to a crowd about the com'" t election. Said he: "Gibbs . u - i v,ia hnnest, 'lfr'- and conscientious, ne will n very kind of ropresen lie once savea mr ri . ,. .ri fn seewi ing. uo you reauy w ,, , elected r said a solemn-faced ow j "I do, Indeed. I'd give anytn him elected." answered the bore- never let anybody know he wi Ufa