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About Lincoln County leader. (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 7, 1900)
1 SORROW IS BUT FOR A DAY. Let us dream let us siug by the way, "Sorrow is but for a day!" The world is rolling beneath the blue "With ever the sweetest of songs for you. And answered shall be the prayers we pray: "Sorrow is but for a day!" The rivers iu music say, "Sorrow is but for a day!" The hills and the rills the song repeat To the listening violets at your feet, And the high stars sing on their heaven ly way: "Sorrow is but for a day!" It is but for a day for a day; It will fade it will vanish away; And over the darkest the thorniest sod We shall reap in the beautiful lilies of God. And the wearisome winters shall blossom like May "Sorrow is but for a day!" Frank L. Stanton. $ A Thunder Shower. rp HE sua was shining brightly II when Lucy Manning went down- town, and It was oppressively hot, but she looked dainty and cool . in her crisp ruffled lawn and white hat Having bought a few yards of ribbon, a shirtwaist, "marked down to half," and an Ice-cream soda, she started home. The trolley car was almost empty and shebok a corner seat, near the front. Suddenly the sky grew dark, light ning flashed, thunder roared, and rain came down In torrents. The conductor struggled nobly with the curtains, but before Lucy's were down she was wet through. She looked at her gown sor- i "tHEKK'8 THK GLOVE I LOST LAST W1X TKK." rowfully ; the color was running; it was ruined. She minded the gown's plight more than her own. "What a pity," she saidto herself; "I was sure that it would w'ash.", Just then a tall, good-looking young man appeared at her side. "Good-morning, Miss Manning," he said; "pardon me If I offer you my over coat. You will catch cold in that thin gown, I am afraid." Lucy drew herself up haughtily. "No, thank you, I shall do very well as I am." "But I Insist," and LawTence Fulton dexterously wrapped the coat around her. Then he sat down on the same seat, but so far away as to be almost In a puddle.' Lucy eyed him furtively. "I don't care If he does get wet," thought she. "Mean thing. I wonder how he happened to have his overcoat with him this hot day." Presently her conscience began to trouble her. "Mr. Fulton," she said, "why don't you sit farther over this way? You are In the wet." "I am perfectly comfortable, Miss Manning, thank you." "That's absurd," answered Lucy. "You are almost In a puddle." "It doesn't matter," said LawTence. "Nothing matters now," he added, half under his breath. But Lucy heard him, although she gave no sign. The car sped three blocks, but neither Vif the young people said another word. j.U Superior street Lawrence arose, (bowed, and left the car. 1 "Goodness," exclaimed Lucy, almost aloud, "he has left his overcoat." But the car was already at Chicago avenue. When Lucy arrived at her gettlng-off place the rain had ceased. She emerged from the overcoat a much-bedraggled object. "I feel like a freak," she said to herself, Impatiently, as she walked two blocks In her wet and spoiled linen'. wItu tlie heavy overcoat on her jnrm. The sun had come out again and ndded to her misery. Arrived at home, arrayed in dry gar ments, and, happily, feeling none the worse for her wetting, she ruefully purveyed the overcoat. "I suppose I must send It back; he .will never come for it after last night." She shook It out, preparatory to fold ing It, and a long white glove fell to the floor. ' "Whv. there's the glove I lost last winter at the McDonald's dance," Lucy .cried. "Stupid boy, to take It and car- - ... ji arounu. But her heart softened tie. "That was the meht after be BOAT THAT IS INDEED AflPHIBIOUS. r t r PiF This is a peculiar boat called "a warpiag barge" that is in use on British Columbia rivers. Navigation on many of thsse streams is obstructed by falls and rapids over which it is impossible for a boat to pass. The Alligator crawls around these obstructions in the manner shown in the picture. It is a flat-bottomed craft with a strong winch and cable in the bow. "When it is necessary for the boat to make a trip overland the cable is carried out ahead and hitched to a tree, the steam winch is started, and the winding in of the cable pulls the boat ahead. asked me to marry him. O, we had such a good time at that dance." "Lucy, have you heard the news?" cried a younger sister, bursting Into the room. "Grace Anderson is engaged to Mr. Worthy." Lucy gasped. "Who told you, Molly?" "Grace herself. She was here this morning. I can't stay to talk now. I want to tell Frances," and the impetu ous young lady whisked herself away. "And to think to think that I sent Lawrence away because I thought that he and Grace were were too much together. Sam Worthy is Lawrence's best friend, and of course he was nice to Grace. And he wouldn't tell Sam's secret even to clear himself. O, dear, dear!" "Mr. Fulton, ma'am; come for his coat," said a maid, at the open door. "I'll see him, Nora." Lucy gathered the great coat in her arms and carried It to the drawing room. "Miss Manning," said Lawrence, as he came forward, "why didn't you send It down by Nora? It was inexcusable for me to leave It on your hands, but I forgot all about It." "About me, too?" asked Lucy with a blush. Lawrence started. "Lucy, what do you mean?" "What I said. Did you forget me?" "My every thought was of you, Lucy." "Well, I forgive you, Lawrence. I don't like quarrels." Lawrence was wise enough to accept "forgiveness," and to assume that It covered last night's offense as well as to-day's." By and by Lucy asked curiously, "How did you happen to be carrying that heavy coat on this hot day?" "O, that's easy enough, dear. I was bringing it home from the office for mother to pack away, in camphor or something. She asked me to do It way last April." "Just like a man," commented h.Is fiancee, sagaciously. Chicago Tribune. POSTOFFICES OF THE SEA. How Mail Matter Is Taken Care of on the Blar Ocean Liners. A work with which but few persons are familiar Is that performed by the men of the postal department of the big ocean liners. Twelve hours for each of six or seven days occupied In passage, they labor on a pitching, toss ing vessel in a small space about fifteen feet square and three stories high. Electric lights gleam night and day In the compartment where the postal clerks work, for It Is hard enough to de cipher the addresses on the foreign mail matter, even in the light of years of experience. The sea postal service Is INTERIOR VIEW OF now Iu Its tenth year and Is In opera tion on twelve trans-Atlantic vessels. It has proven such a success and is of so great an advantage In expediting the foreign malls that the government Is considering the establishment bf the service In other vessels. The postal clerks are usually located In a small room below the berth deck with low ceilings aBd narrow berths. In this compartment the separation racks are placed. The compartment of the racks are Libeled with the principal cities of the country towards which the vessel Is bound, and It Is the duty of the postal clerk to have all the mall delivered to the ship upon leaving port ready for distribution when Its destina tion Is reached. On one aide of the room li a separation table on which registered packages are sorted and which holds a small pair of scales for weighing them and stamps for marking supplementary mall. One deck below, reached by a narrow companion way, are the newspaper racks great iron gridirons with big yawning sacks of canvas suspended be neath. Into these pouches the third and fourth class mall matter Is thrown with marvelous precision and rapidity. A trap door in the third floor leads to the cellar of the floating postoflice, one deck lower, and here the bags of mail are deposited when the ship leaves port. As fast as a dozen or so are emptied by the men at the separation table and distributed at the cases, another bunch is hauled lin. Thus hour nfriw V mil In fair weather and foul, toll the men who earn their livelihood by facilitating the exchange of news, of business matters and other expressions of the human emotions. It Is no sinecure to hold the position of postal clerk and great ex perience Is necessary to enable one to fill the place properly. The worth of good men Is appreciated and the gov ernment pays well for service In thl line. ARE AUTHORIZED BY LAW. Trades' Organizations Have a Legal Standing in New Zealand. Trade and labor are organized throughout New Zealand, and as such are recognized and legalized by the state In the act of 1894, says the Lou don Dally Mall. The very title of that act, though not changed, originally ran: "An act to encourage the formation of Industrial unions;" and the whole spirit of the movement Is that both employers and workmen should form their unions and associations on representative lines under the provisions of the act, and that all questions should be dealt with by the unions and societies up to a cer tain stage, and then brought by them, and them only, before the boards of conciliation, and ultimately, If neces sary, to the arbitration ourt. The trade and industrial unions of New Zealand are required to comply with all the ordinary business safe guards which should surround the cor porate bodies which they form, and then but not till then they are registered by the state and plnced In a position to act and be heard In Industrial disputes. Pennltlesare attached to all breaches of the provisions controlling the unions, and In some cases to enforce the award of the court they are heavy, the maxi mum being 500 for each union, and fall ing the recovery of this there falls a maximum liability of 10 on each mem ber of It. The effect of this registration Is to make the union and all its members subject to the Jurisdiction established m A SEA TOSTOFFICE. by the act, and although the registra tion may be cancelled on the applica tion of any union, this Is done under due safeguards; and no cancellation Is permlted during the progress of any conciliation or arbitration proceedings affecting the union which applies. Neither does such cancellation relieve any union or Its members from obliga tions Incurred In any previous award of the court. No workman may leave his work, or employer lock out his work men during a dispute. A great deal la said about the notori ous lack of moral courage In men. The women are nearly as bad; when a wom an la carrying . package of dry goods, and goes Into a rival store, she nearly Always hides It JUST LIKE TWO PEAS. American Actress and Irish Mar chioness Like Twins. It Is not often that two persons not related by ties of consanguinity are re markable for their resemblance to each other, yet there are occasionally such phenomena. On a recent visit to Lou don Miss Julia Marlowe, the American actress, had the pleasure of meeting her double iu the person of the mar chioness of Dowushires, an Irish lady of quality. Feature for feature the two were exact counterparts of each other, and a stranger to both, meeting them together, would avow they were twin sisters. It Is needless to say that both are charming women. They are alike In height, weight and coloring. Miss Marlowe Is justly considered one of the handsomest women on the Am erican stage, while the marchioness of Dowushires Is looked upon as one of the most charming members of the Irish nobility, and, what Is even more to her credit, she Is a peculiarly sweet and accomplished woman. Before her marriage she was Miss Hare, grand daughter of the earl of Llstowel, and by her marriage to the eighth earl of Downshlres. the Irish beauty, whose JULIA MARLOWE'S 1KI8H DOUBLE. pulchritude in a single season had woi her widespread fame, became one o the richest Irish peeresses, second only to her sister, marchioness of London derry. Like a genuine daughter of Erin, this wealthy and titled woman prefers her Irish homes to those her husband owns In England, and, true to the traditions of her family, she Is a wonderful horsewoman. Her little 5-year-old sou, Viscount Hillsborough, has been taught to master his pony under her own eye, hand and direction. Coming herself from Irish people, one of the marchioness' proudest boasts Is that her husband's family settled In Ire land as long ago as 1573, and that her boys will grow up to be genuine Irish men. Now and then she leaves her favorite home in County Down for a glimpse of the London season, and she Is not alone conspicuous in the May fair drawing-rooms for her beauty, but also for the fact that she rarely or never wears any Jewels. With a wealth of rich hair and faultless throat and arms, this beautiful woman creates a more flattering Impression without the com monplace pearls, diamonds, etc., that her sister peeresses find absolutely nec essary to their pride and good looks. WILD MAN ON A MOUNTAIN. Our New Island of Tutulla Has a Genu ine Human Curiosity. In a letter from Civil Engineer E. It. Gaylor to his family In St. Louis, dated Pago Pago, Island of Tutulla, the fol lowing Incident is related: "Here Is a sensation a real, genuine wild man. Twelve years ago three Solomon Islanders (cannibals), who were brought to Upolu to work on the German plantations at Vallele, escaped from Upolu, built a rude raft of logs and drifted by wind and wave over the seventy miles of unknowu sea to Tu tulla. Here they lived for a time In a mountain retreat. One was shortly afterward killed by the Sanioans, and some time after this happened the re maining two parted company and never jgaln met. "A week ago on a mouutaln side, over hanging Laulu, In an almost In accessible fastness, a wandering Sam oan found a banana patch, a small taro Held and a rude hut, and caught a glimpse of a man as he disappeared up the mountain side. "A party was orgnnlzed which de stroyed the plants and tired the but. Yesterday a naked man, armed with a bow and arrow, tall, sinewy, long haired and blacker than your wildest fancy could paint him, stalked Into Ana and pointed to his mouth, demanding food. They brought him over to Fago Toga the principal town on the Bay of Pago Pago. His face, arms and body were finely tattooed In black lines, which could hardly le seen against his ebony skin. He stood head and shoul- , ders above the Samoaus and white men, who regarded him with the greatest re spect. He Is accused of slaying sev eral Samoans who have disappeared In late years." , HwIhm TourlNta. England no longer furnishes the larg est contingent of tourists In Switzer land. The Germans and French but'" surpass the English In uumbers. Tapa, what Is the vain pomp and glory of this world?" t "My son, It's the things we preach against when we aou't succeed In getting them." Life. To Hide It: Hewltt-What are you raising whiskers for? Jewett Well, I don't mind telling you that I am wearing a necktie my wife gave me. Bazar. "I've got the best of the ould rail way company for once In me lolfe." "How Is that, Tat?" "I've got a return ticket to London, and" (In a whisper) "I ain't coming back." Tlt-Blts. Ills liberal policy: "I believe In tak ing some things for granted." "Yes; when you lent me the novel you said was so delightful, I noticed the leaves were not cut." Chicago Record. "My parents may come between us," she faltered. "If they do," he exclaim ed, hotly, "they must be pretty small." And he pressed her still closer to his manly breast. Philadelphia Record. His uncalled-for apology: He You told younsniother I was sorry for hav ing made an Idiot of myself at her dinner-party last night what did she say? She Oh, she said she noticed nothing unusual, George! Tlt-Blts. Yes. But he died happy." "Is that o?" "Yes. Almost his last words were that at last he was going to a place where golf wouldn't be the only burning question." Harper's Monthly. Recognized Him: Mrs. Casey (read ing war news) Wan soljer wor mor thal wounded, and his lasht words wor "Gimme whisky." Mrs. Dolan (whose husband Is at the front) Hlvlu blip me fatherless children; thot wor Pat- Bazar. "You say you were In three wars?" asked the Judge of the colored prisoner. "Da what I said, jedge." "Name them." "Well suh, I wuz cook fo' de 8ojers in de war wld de Spaniels, en den I bin married fo' times." Atlanta Constitution. First Parrot Say, that girl has been to England since she was here. Sec ond Parrot What makes you think so? First Parrot Why, she used to say; "Polly, want a cracker," and now she ays: 'Tolly, want a biscuit." Indian apolis Journal. Johnny's current history: The teach er asked the scholars to write a sen tence in which the word "chaste" was used. Johnny Wise, who keeps posted on current events, wrote: "Agulnaldo Is the most chaste man there Is." Bal timore American. Opportunity provided: "It's no won der those Japanese troops cover them selves with glory." "What do you mean?" "Why, the other foreign commanders are polite enough to let them do all the dangerous work." Cleveland Plain Denier. Sallle de Witt-That's Mrs. Allle Mo neigh. She has been married and. di vorced five rimes. Noel Little How remarkable for one so young In appear ance! Her matrimonial reigns must have been very short. Sallle de Witt Mere showers! Brooklyn Life. N money In It: "This comes from making love to the daughter of a gen ius." "What is the trouble. Tom?" "Why, her father has Just Invented a parlor-clock thaf sounds an alarm at 10 o'clock, turns out the gas, and opens the front door by a wire spring." Chi cago News. Jackson See here, Jlmson, that con founded dog of yours kept up a contin ual howl under my window till 3 o'clock this morning. Jlmson (firmly) It wasn't my dog, sir. Jackson I'm glad to hear that, old man, because I hated to ask you to bury the body; to whom flld you soli hlm?-Llfe. A Slim Excuse A Connecticut girl fell from her bicycle and hurt her knee. When they examined the Injury in the drug store they found she had on three pairs of stockings golf, plain white, and the every-day sort No doubt her excuse for wearing all that hosiery was thin one. Cleveland Plain Dealer. Gratitude: Young Lady Give me one yard of why, haven't I seen you before? Dry-Goods Clerk Oh, Maud, pan you have forgotten me? I save4 your life at the seaside last summer. Young Lady (warmly) Why, of course you did! You may give me two yards of this ribbon, please. Boston Journal. Didn't Follow Directions: Indignant patron Youadvertlse to cure consump tion, don't you? Dr. Quack Yes, sir; I never fall when my Instructions nre followed. Indignant Tatron My son took your medicine for a year and then died. Dr. Quack My instructions were not followed; I told him to take It for two years. Tld-Blts. The Chinese minister had Just been to see the Secretary of State. "What was the result of the conference be tween Mr. Wu and Mr. Hay?" asked a gentleman. "The general uncertainty of Chinese news makes It dltticult to say," was the answer; "I have not yet ascertained whether Mr. Hay got woozler or whether Mr. Wu got hazier."' Washington Star. 1