(Copyright, iww, by H. G. Wells]
“Vo.i cau't be too careful who you
marry," said Mr. Brisber aud pulled
thougutfully with a tat wristed hand
at the lauk mustache that hides his
want of chin.
•‘That’s why”— I ventured.
“Yea,” said Mr. Brlsher, with a sol
emn light in his bleary blue gray eyes,
moviug liis head expressively and
breathing Intimately at me. "There’s
lots as 'ave ’ad a try at ine—many as I
could name In this town—but none 'ave
done it - none."
I surveyed the tlushed countenance,
the equatorial expansion, the master
less carelessness of bls attire, and
h -aved a sigli to think that by reason
of the u invert Illness of women he must
needs be the last of his race.
“I was a smart young chap when I
was younger," said Mr. Brisber. “I ’ad
my work cut out. But I was very
careful—very. And I got through”—
He leaned over the taproom table
and thought visibly on the subject of
my trustworthiness. I was relieved at
last by bis confidence.
“I was engaged once.” he said at last,
with a reminiscent eye on the shuv-
a’penny board.
“So near as that!”
He looked at me. “So near as that
Fact Is”— He looked about him.
brought his face close to mine, lowered
his voice and fenced off an unsympa
thetic world with a grimy hand. “If
she ain't dead or married to some one
else or anything—I’m engaged still.
Now.” He confirmed this statement
with nods and facial contortions
“Still,” he said, ending the pantomime
and broke into a reckless smile at my
surprise “Me! Run away,” lie ex
plained further, with coruscating eye
brows. “Come 'ome. That ain't all.
You'd ’ardly believe it,” he said, “but I
found a treasure. Found a regular
treasure.”
I fancied tills wns irony and did not
perhaps greet it with proper surprise.
“Yes,” he said. “I found a treasure.
And come 'ome. I tell you I could sur
prise you with things tliat lias happen
ed to me.” And for some time be was
content to repeat that he had found a
treasure—and left It.
I made no vulgar clamor for a story,
but I became attentive to Mr. Brlsber’s
bodily needs, and presently I led bliu
back to the deserted lady.
“She was a nice girl.” lie said—a lit
tle sadly. I thought—“and respecta
ble”—
He raised bls eyebrows and tightened
bls mouth to express extreme respecta
bility—beyond the likes of us elderly
men.
“It was a long way from ’ere; Essex,
In fact, near Colchester. It was when
I was up In London—In the buildin
trade. I was a smart young chap then,
I can tell you. Slim, 'ad best does ’s
"’At—silk 'at, mind j/ou.”
good as anybody; 'at—silk ’at. mind
you”—Mr. Brisher's band shot above
his head toward the Infinite to Indicate
• silk hat of the h'jhest—“umbrella—
savin's. Very careful 1 was.”
He was peuslve for a little while,
thinking, as we must all come to think
sooner or later, of the vanished bright
ness of youth. But be refrained from
the opportune moral.
“I got to know ’er through a man
what was engaged to ’er sister. Rhe
was stopping In Ixiudon for a lilt with
an aunt that 'ad a shop. Tills aunt
was very particular—they wns all very
particular people, nil 'er people was—
and wouldn’t let 'er sister go out with
this feller except 'er other sister, my
girl that Is. went with them. Ro ’e
brought me into It, sort of to ease the
crowding. We used to go walks In
Battersea park of n Sunday afternoon.
I liked 'er from the start, and—well,
though I say It, who shouldn’t—she (
liked me. You know ’ow It is, I des
say ?”
I pretended I did.
“And when tills chap married 'er sis
ter— ’Im and me was great friends—
what must ’e do but arst me down ts
Colchester, close by where she lived.
Naturally I was introjuced to ’er peo
ple, and. well, very soon her and nie
waa engaged.” lie repeated “engag
ed.” “She lived at ’ome with 'er fa
ther and mother, quite the lady, in a
very nice little 'ouse with n garden,
and remarkable respectable people they
waa Rich you might call ’em a'most.
They owned their own ’ouse—got it out
pf the building society, and cheap, lie
cause the chap who had It before was
U burglar and in prison—and they 'ad a
bit of free’old land and some cottages
and money ’nvested. They was what
you’d call snug and warm. I tell you,
I was on. Furniture too. Why, they
’ad a planner. Jane—'er name was
jane— used to play ft Sundays, and
very nice she played too. There wasn’t
’ardly a 'ymn toon In the book she
couldn’t play.
’’Many's the evening we’ve met and
sung ’ymns, me and ’er and the family.
” ’Er father was quite a leading man
la chapel. You should ha' seen him
Bundays, Interrupting the minister and
giving out ’ymns. He ’ad gold specta
cles, I remember, and used to look over
’em at you while he sang hearty. He
waa always great on singing 'earty to
the Lord, and when he got out of toon
*arf the people went after 'im—always.
'E was that sort of man. And to walk
be’lnd ’Im In 'Is black clothes—’Is 'at
was a brimmer made one regular
proud to be engaged to ^ueb a father-
Ip-law. And when the surfmer came I
went down there and stopped a fort
night.
“Now. you know there was a sort of
’itch," said Mr. Brlsher. "We wanted
to marry, me aud Jane did. and get
things settled. But ’e said I 'ad to get
a proper position first. Consequently
there war a 'itch. Consequently when
I went down there I was anxious to
show that I was a good, usetMl sort of
chap like. Show I could tio pretty
nearly everything like. See?”
I made a sympathetic uoise.
“And down at the bottom of their
garden was a bit of wild part like. So
I says to 'im. 'Why don't you 'ave a
rockery 'ere?' 1 says. 'It 'ml look nice.’
“ ’Too much expense,’ he says.
“ ’Not a penny.' says 1. ‘I'm a dab at
rockeries. I.emme make you one.' You
see, I'd 'elped my brother make a
rockery In the beer garden be’ind 'is
tap, so I knew 'ow to do it to rights.
‘Lemme make you one,' I says. ‘It’s
’olidays, but I'm that sort of cliap. 1
'ate doing nothing,’ I says. 'I'll make
you one to rights.’ And the long and
the short of It was he said I might.
“Aud that's 'ow I couie ou the treas
ure.”
“What treasure?" 1 asked.
"Why," said Mr. Brisker, “the treas
ure I’m telling you about, what's the
reason why I never married.”
"Wliat!—a treasure—dug up?”
“Yes—burled wealth—treasure trove.
Come out of the ground. What I kept
on saying regular treasure.” He look
ed at me with unusual disrespect.
"It wasn't more titan a foot deep, not
tlie top of it.” be said. “I'd ’ardly got
thirsty like before I come on the cor
ner.”
"Go on,” I said. “1 didn't under
stand.”
"Why. directly I ’it the box I knew it
was treasure. A sort of instinct told
me. Something seemed to shout luside
of me. 'Now's your chance; lie low.’
It's lucky I knew the laws of treasure
trove, or I'd ’ave been shouting there
and then. I dessay yon know”—
“Crown bags it,” I said, “all hut 1
per cent. Go on. It’s n shame. What
did you do?”
“Uncovered the top of the box. There
wasn't anybody In the garden or about
like. Jane was 'elping 'er mother do
the 'ouse. I was excited, I toll you. 1
tried the lock and then gave a wliaek
at the hinges. Silver coins full. Shin
ing. It made me tremble to see 'em.
And Jest then I'm blessed if the dust
man didn't come 'round tlie back of
the 'ouse. It pretty nearly gave me
'cart disease to think what a fool I was
to 'ave the money showing. And di
rectly after I 'card the cliap next door
—'e was ’olidaylng. too—watering ’Is
beans. If only ’e’d looked over the
fence!”
“What did you do?”
“Kicked the lid In and covered it up
like a shot aud went ou digging about
a yard away from It like mad. And
my face, so to speak, was laughing on
its own account till I bad It ldd. I tell
you I was regular scared like at my
luck. I jest thought that 'ad to be kep’
close, aud that was all. It seemed to
me the box was regular sticking out
and showing, like your legs under the
sheets In bed. and 1 went and put al)
the earth I'd got out of my 'ole for the
rockery slap ou top of it. I was lu a
sweat. And in the midst of it all out
toddles 'er father. He didn't say any
thing to me, but Jane told me after
ward when be went Indoors ’e says.
That there jackanapes of yours, Jane’
—he always called me jackanapes
some’ow—'knows ’ow to put ’Is back in
to it after all.’ Seemed quite impressed
by It, ’e did.”
“How lopg was the box?” 1 asked
suddenly. •
"Oh, 'bout so by so.” Mr. Brlsher In
dicated a moderate sized truuk.
“Full?” said I.
“Full up of silver coins—'arf crowns.
I believe.”
“Why," I cried, "that would mean
hundreds of pounds.”
“Thousands,” said Mr. Brlsher In a
sort of sad calm. “I calc'lated It out.”
“But bow”—
“All I know is what I found. What
I thought at the time was tills: The
chap who's owaed the ’ouse before ’er
father 'd been a regular slap up bur
glar. wliat you’d call a 'igh class crimi
nal. Used to drive 'Is trap, like Peace
did.” Mr. Brlsher meditated on the
difficulties of narration and embarked
In a hazardous parenthesis. “I don’t
know if 1 told you it’d been a bur
glar's house before It was my girl's fa
ther's. and I knew ’e’d robbed a mnll
train once. I did know that. It seem
ed to me”—
“That's very likely,” I said. “But
what did you do?”
“Sweated,” said Mr. Brlsher. “Regu
lar run orf me."
“All that morning,” said Mr. Brlsher,
“I was at It, pretending to make that
rockery and wondering wliat I should
do. I'd ’ave told 'er father p’raps, only
I was doubtful of 'Is honesty—I was
afraid be might give It up to the au
thorities—and besides, considering 1
was marrying Into the family, I
thought it would be nicer like if It
came from me. Put me on a better
footing, so to speak. Well, I 'ad three
days before me, so there wasn't no
burry, only I couldn’t think what to do.
“1 thought," said Mr. Brlsher, “and I
thought Once I got regular doubtful
whether I’d seen It or not and went
down to It and 'ad It uncovered again
lust as her ma come out to 'ang up a bit
af washing she’d done. Jumps again.
Afterward I was just thinking I’d ’ave
another go at it, when Jane comes to
tell me dinner was ready. ‘You’ll want
It,’ she said, ‘seeing all the 'ole you've
dug.' 1 was in a regular daze nil din
ner wondering whether that chap next
door wasn't over the fence and tilling
'Is pockets. But lu the afternoon I got
easier lu my mind—it seemed to me It
must ’ave been there so long It was
pretty sure to stop a bit longer and I
tried to get up a bit of dlscusslou to
drawr out the old man and see what 'e
thought of treasure trove."
Mr. Brisber paused and affected
amusement at the memory. "The old
matt was a scorcher," he said, “a regu
lar scorcher.”
“Wliat," said I; “did he”—
"It wns like this,” explained Mr.
Brlsher, laying a friendly band on my
arm and breathing Into my face to
calm me. "Just to drawr ’Im out I told
a story of a chap I said I knew—pre
tending, you know—who'<1 found a sov’-
rlug In an overcoat ’e’d borrowed. I
said ’e stuck to It, but I said I wasn't
sure whether that was right or not.
And then the old man began. Ixtrd, 'e
did let me 'ave It!” Mr. Brlsher affect
ed an tnsiucere amusement. " t. waa
a rare 'and ut snacks. Said that was
the sort of friend 'e’d naturally expect
me to 'ave. Said 'e’d naturally expect
that from the friend of a loafer who
took up with daughters who didn't be
long to 'im. There, I couldn't tell you
arf 'e saiti. 'E went on most outra
geous. I stood up to 'im about It just to
drawr ’im out. ‘Wouldn’t you stick to
a 'arf sov not If you found It In the
street?* I says. 'Certainly not,' ’e says,
‘certainly I wouldn't.’ 'What, not if
you fouud It as a sort of treasure?’
'Young man.' '«• says, ‘there's 'igher
thorlly than mine. Render unto Caesar
—what Is it? Yes.’ Well, lie fetched
up that. A rare 'and at ’itting you over
the 'end with the Bible was the old
man. And so ’e weut on, 'E got to
such snacks about me at last I couldn't
stand it. I'd promised Jane not to an
swer 'Im back, but It got a bit too
thick. I—I give It ’im.”
Mr. Brisker by means of enigmatical
face work tried to make me think he
had had the best of the argument, but
I knew better.
“I went out in a ’uff at last, but not
before 1 was pretty sure 1 'ad to lift
that treasure by myself. The only
thing that kep' me up was tliiuklng
'ow I'd take It out of 'Im when I 'ad
the cash.”
There was a lengthy pause.
“Now, you'd 'ardly believe it, that all
them three days I never 'ad a chance
at tlie blessed treasure, never got out
not even a 'arf crown. There was al
ways a something—always.
“ 'Stonisliing thing It isn't thought of
more," said Mr. Brlsher. “Finding
treasure's no great shakes. It's getting
it. I don't suppose I step’ a wink any
of those nights, thinking where I was
to take It. what I wns to do with It, 'ow
I was to explain it. It made me regular
111. Ami days I was that dull It made
lane regular 'uffy. 'You ain't the same
cliap you wns in London,’ she said sev
eral times. I tried to lay it on 'er fa
ther and 'is snacks, but, Idess you, she
knew better. Wliat must she 'ave but
that I'd got another girl on my mind.
Well, we 'ad a lilt of a row. But I was
that set on the treasure I didn’t seem
to mind a bit anything she said.
“Well, at last I got a sort of plan. 1
was always a bit good at planning,
though carrying out Isn’t so much In
even then I couldn't 'ave took money
about loose in a trap. I hoisted oue end
sort of wild like, ami over the whole
show went with a tremendous noise.
Perfeck smash of silver
And then
right ou the heels of that, flash! Light
ning like the day. and there was the
back door open aud the old man com
ing dowu the garden with ‘is blooming
old gun. He wasn't not a ’undred
yards away.
“I tell you I was that upset 1 didn’t
think what I was doing. I never stop
ped, not even to till my pockets. I weut
over the fence like a shot aud ran like
I o'clock for the trap, cussing as I
went. I was in a state.
“And, will you believe me, when I
got to the place where I'd left the 'orse
and trap they'll gone. Orf! When I
saw tliat, I hadn't a cuss left for it. I
Jest danced on the grass, and when I'd
danced enough I started off to London.
I was done.”
Mr. Brisber was pensive for an inter
val. “1 was done," lie repeated very
bitterly.
“Well?" 1 said.
“That's all,” said Mr. Brlsher.
“You didn’t go back?”
“No fear. I’d 'ad enough of tliat
blooming treasure auy’ow for a bit.
Besides, I didn’t know what was done
to chaps who tried to collar a treasure
trove. I started orf for London there
and then."
“And you never went back?”
“Never.”
“But about Jane? Did you write?"
“Three times—fishing like. And no
answer. We’d parted In a bit of a ’uff
on account of 'er being Jealous. So
that I couldn't make out for certain
wliat it meant.
“I didu't know wliat to do. 1 didn’t
even know whether tlie old man knew
It was me. I sort of kep’ an eye open
on papers to see when he’d give up
that treasure to the crown, as I hadn’t
a doubt ’e would, considering ’ow re
spectable ’e’d always been.”
“And did he?”
Mr. Brlsher pursed Ids mouth and
moved Ills bead slowly from side to
side. “Not ’im,” he said.
“Jane was a nice girl,” he said, “a
thorough nice girl, mind you, if Jealous,
and there's no knowing I mightn't 'ave
gone back to ’er after a bit. I thought
If ’e didn’t give up the treasure I might
'ave a sort of 'old on ’im. Well, one
day I looks as usual under Colchester,
and there I saw 'Is name. Wliat for,
d’you think?”
I could not guess.
Mr. Brisher's voice sank to a whis
per, and once more he spoke behind Ids
hand. His manner was suddenly suf
fused with a positive Joy. “Issuing
counterfeit coins,” he said; “counter
feit coins.”
“You don't mean to say"—
“Yes; I do. Quite a long case they
made of It. But they got 'Im, though
he dodged treuienjous. Traced ’is ’av-
lug passed, oh. nearly a dozen bad 'arf
crowns.”
“And you didn't”—
“No fear. Aud It didn't do 'Im much
good to say It was treasure trove.”
A Startlius Sermon.
I went over the fence like <t shot.
my line. I thought It all out and set
tled on a plau. First I was going to
take all my pockets full of these 'ere
'arf crownB—see?—and afterward, as I
shall tell.
“Well, I got to that state 1 couldn't
think of getting at tlie treasure again
in tlie daytime, so I waited until tlie
night before I 'nil to go, and then when
everything was still up I gets and slips
down to tho back door, meaning to get
my pockets full. What must I do in
tlie scullery out fall over a pail. Up
gets ’er father with a gun—’e was a
light sleeper, was 'er father and very
suspicious aud there was me. 'Ad to
explain I'd come dowu to the (tump for
a drink because my water bottle was
bad. ’E didn't let me off a snack or
two over that bit, you lay a bob.”
"And you mean to say”— I began.
"Wait a bit," said Mr. Brlsher. “1
say, I'd made my (dan. That put the
kybosli on one bit, but It didn't 'urt the
general scheme. I went, and I finished
that rockery next day, as though there
wasn’t a snack lu the world. Cemented
over tlie stones, I did, dabbed it green
and everything. I put a dab of green
Just to show where the box was. They
all came and looked at It and snid 'ow
nice It was. Even ’e was a bit softer
like to see It, and all ’e said was, ‘It's a
pity you can’t always work like that,
then you might get something definite
to do,' he says. ’Yes,’ I says—I couldn’t
’elp it—'I put a lot In that rockery,’ 1
says like that. Hee? ‘I put a lot into
that rockery,’ meaning”—
“I see,” said I, for Mr. Brisber Is apt
to overelaborate his jokes.
"'E didn't," said Mr. Brlsher. "Not
then anyhow.
“’Owever, after all that was over off
I set for London, on’y I wasn't going to
no London." said Mr. Brlsher with sud
den animation and thrusting his face
Into mine. "No fear. What do you
think?
“I didn't go no farther than Colches
ter, not a yard.
"I'd left the spade Just where 1 could
find It. I'd got everything planned and
right. I 'Ired a little trap In Colchester
and pretended I wanted to go to Ips
wich and stop the night and come back
next day, aud the chap I ’ired ft from
made me leave 2 sov’rlngs on It right
away, aud off I set. I didn't go to no
Ipswich neither.
“Midnight the 'orse and trap was
'itched by the little road that ran by
the cottage where ’«• lived, not
yards
off, It wasn't, and I was at it like a
good un. It was Jest the night for such
games—overcast, but a trifle too 'ot,
and all around the sky there was sum
mer lightning and presently a thunder
storm. Down It came. First big drops
lu a sort of fizzle, then 'all. I kep’ on.
I whacked nt It. I didn't dream the old
man would 'ear. I didn’t even trouble
to go quiet with the spade, and the
thunder and lightning and 'ail seemed
to excite me like. I shouldn’t wonder
If 1 wns singing. I got so 'ard nt It I
clean forgot the thunder and the 'orse
and trap. I precious soon got the box
showing ami started to lift It.”
“Heavy?" I said.
"I couldn't uo more lift It than fly. I
wns sick. I'd never ex(>eeted that. I
got regidar wild, I tell you. I cursed. I
got sort of outrageous. I didn't think
of dividing It like for n minute, and
Once when Father llonore, a cele
brated Capuchin of tlie seventeenth
century, was preaching on the vanity
of the world he suddenly produced a
skull, which he held up to view.
“Speak!” lie cried. “Were you not per
haps the head of a magistrate? Si
lence gives consent.” Then, clapping
upon the skull the cap of a Judge, he
continued: “Ah, ha! Hast thou never
Bold Justice for gold? Hast thou never
been snoring many times during a bear
ing, etc.? How many magistrates have
sat under the fleurs-de-lis only to put
virtue at a disadvantage?"
Casting aside the skull, he held up
another, which In like manner lie ad
dressed, “West thou not perhaps the
skull of one of those beautiful ladles
who occupy themselves only with
eatchlng hearts after the manner of
bird catching?” Then, arraying It in
a headdress, he continued: “Ah, ha,
Empty head! Where are those lovely
eyes which east such fascinating
glances, that pretty mouth which shap
ed such gracious smiles, that made so
many unhappy ones to weep In bell?
Where are those teeth which chewed
upon so many liearts only to mako
them more tender for the devil’s eat
ing?” and so on, bringing forth skull
after skull and appropriately decking
them to receive Ills reproofs.
Batkina a Babe In Ranala.
The Russian peasants have a way of
bathing their babies, the principle of
which might well be adopted in our
own luxurious nurseries. A large, thick
log about four feet long Is hollowed
out so as to form as deep a cavity as
possible. This is set up on crossbar
sticks at either end, which brings It
to about the height of a small tea table
and enables the nurse to bathe the ba
by while standing up.
The hollowed space In the log Is filled
with water, which Is poured over a
flannel sheet which has been laid at
the bottom with the ends hanging over,
and a small flannel pillow is placed at
one end to support the bead of the
child above the water. The Infant Is
then laid In the water as If In a bed,
and greatly does the wee tot enjoy the
untrammeled kicking and splashing.
In takltig him out the flannel sheet Is
raised on either side and wrapped
about him and he Is carried, warm and
moist, to the fire to be rubbed dry with
hot towels. Sacramento Record-Union.
Advice tn Ills Answers.
The Rev. John McNeill was holding
a revival service at Cardiff, Wales, and
announced that be would nnswer any
question about the Bible. At once a
note wns sent up to him reading as
follows:
“Dear Mr. McNeill—If you are seeking
to help young men, kindly tell me who
was Caln’s wife.”
That seemed a poser, and the audi
ence waited with Intense interest, tem
pered with amusement, to see how the
good man would extricate himself. Aft
er a pause he said:
“I love young men, especially young
Inquirers for light, and I would give
this young man a word of advice. It Is
this: Don't lose your soul’s salvation
looking after other people's wives.”
The Same Old Cry,
"1 wonder what Eve said when she
found she had to leave the garden of
Eden,” said Mr. Grumpin's wife.
"It was Just about what all women
say when they are stnrting on a jour
ney. 8be complained that she didn't
have a thing to wear."—Washington
Star.
ENGLISH SPARROWS.
Oalee at Wlil.ti Tlie.e Bird. Were
Imported lute This Country.
I have been asked several times late
ly at wbut date the eommou English
sparrows were imported luto the Unit
ed States aud by whom.
It seems that the first attempt was
made In 1858 by a private citizen of
Portland, Me. In the fall of that year
be liberate«! six sparrows, and they Im
mediately made themselves at home
tn his garden and outbuildings. For a
few years these birds and their de
scendants were seen In and about the
town lu small squads. These birds
multiplied until in the winter of 1871
a flock of them iipi>eared lu every near
by town, thus showing their tendency
to spread over adjoining territory.
Alsutt 184MI 12 birds were Imported
«nd liberate*! near Madison square,
New York city, and this was repeated
for several seasons.
In 18*14 the commissioners of New
York liberated 1-1 birds In Central park.
About this time numerous persons re
turning from abroad brought a few
birds home and set them at liberty In
aud about Jersey City.
The craze for Importing these birds
spread, and in 1898 the city govern
ment of Boston Imported a great num
ber. But the birds had not been care
fully handled, ami they did not thrive,
anil others were brought over. The
birds which survived from these va
rious Importations were carefully fed
and looked after by the city govern
ment.
In 1800 a thousand were Imported
amt liberated in the city of Philadel
phia, and soon the birds spread over
all adjacent territory.
About this time the Smithsonian In
stltutlon became interested In bringing
these birds to this country, so they im
ported 300, but most of them died. In
18*1 the same institution brought over
another lot, ami they were successfully
care*! for.
From this It Is seen that the birds
have started from a number of points
and were not oue or two importations
to New York, as is usually supposed.—
Washington Post.
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assortment incomplete, and get something that does not give half
satisfaction, uotwithstanding that you «lo pay an extravagant price'.’
Smith’s Cash (Dept.) Store
No. 25 Market Struct, San Francisco.
STOVES.
BLAKE,
MOFFITT
& TOWNE
Imperierà and Dealers to
Book, New«,
Writing «nd
Owing to the mildness of the climate
Wrapping...
lu Portugal beating stoves are rarely
CARD 8TOCK
used In that country.
STRAW AND BINDERS' BOARD
Heating and cooking stoves are both
, Flrwt Ht.
used by the upper classes in Greece,
T bl . main 109.
HAN FRANCISCO.
but the lower classes still live without
using either.
Nicely furnish«
Very few heating anil cooking stoves
u.l room* by the
day, w ut) k or
are used in Paraguay. All the houses
month, en «nit*
have brick stoves built In them, so that
or single.at low
rates. Country
iron stoves have little or no sale.
patronage solicited, and no pains will be spared
Stoves made of tiling are In general to make them comfortable during tiieir visit.
use in Austria. They are said to be su BOB Market st, and d EHI-, St., corner
perior to iron stoves on account of th«1
stockton. S4111 Francisco.
great economy of fuel possible by their
Telephone Red 3LM. M RS. RANFT, Prop.
use.
There Is lu the Mediterranean coun
* SAM MARTIN
CHAS CAMM
tries a widespread prejudice against all
For 23 years with
For 3 years with
C. E. Whitney & Co.
artificial heat, and consequently not C, E. Whitney & Co.
more than one house in six Is ever heat
ed during th«1 winter time.
NEW COMMISSION HOUSE
Iron cooking stoves are almost an
unknown luxury among the people of
South America anil the West Indies.
They still cook in o(x'n fireplaces and
121-123 Davis St., San Francisco.
by other primitive methods.
The cooking stove, as it Is known in | General Commission and
the United States, does very little serv
Produce.
ice in France. A few are lu us«1 In th«1
»Specialty, Butter, Eggs and Cheese.
country, but in most farmhouses th«1
Tennvrlvnnla Weasel*.
Possibly few who read of "kings’ cooking Is done In a large open fir«1- i Yo«r consignments solicited.
robes of royal ermine" appreciate that pViee. In the cities a furnace is built
the rightfid and first possessors of the In the small kitchen.
beauteous coat Is sometimes a denizen
>f the Keystone State. It may be that
l‘n,iiiK «lie Landlord,
The proprietor of one of the new
some subtle force suggested to turn
coat monarchs to choose the pelt of this apartment bouses near Fifth avenue
animal for their owu. In fact, during lias (>ald a rather heavy penalty for
the greater portion of the year the er having a cartoonist as one of his ten
mine Is a l>luin egg sucking weasel. As ants. The artist wanted some changes
wiuter eouies on he assumes a white made lu the decoration of his apart
Al! th«1 world knows that coffee lu
ment, and the proprietor declined to
tout, with a black tipped tall.
excessive use is injurious. And yet
Ptltolus noveboraeeusls, as the scien make them. Th«1 proprietor's features
th«1 coffee lover cannot stand taste
less cereals. There has to this time
tist calls the weasel or ermine, ranges are pronounced, and lie wears long,
been no happy medium between
from North Carolina away up Into Can flowing side whiskers. Ills face, dis
Cafó Bland tills the void with the
ada. It is rare, however, to take er torted to suit the cartoonist's fancy,
Ix-st elements of Ixitli. It is richer
mine or white coated weasels lu Penn has appeared nearly every week in 0m1
than straight (toffee, ami many will
sylvania, although two specimens have of th«1 comic papers. Sometimes the
not be easily convince«! that it is
Just been received at the Academy of proprietor figures as the villain am)
not all coffee. But we guarantee
Natural Sciences from Sullivan county. again us the countryman who Is bun
that Café Bland contains less than
In fact, south of Pennsylvania the wea- koed every week In the pages of this
fifty tier cent coffee, which is scien
tifically blended witli nutritious
tel never changes color In wiuter, aud publication. The cartoonist lets the
fruits and grains, thus not only
this fact goes far to substantiate the whiskers grow from week to week;
displacing over fifty per cent of tlie
theory of protective coloration. Thus then, Just as his victim Imagines that
cattein, but neutralizing that which
when snow covers the ground the white they will grow so long that Ills frleml
remains and still retaining tin* rich
ermine becomes nearly Invisible, while will not recognize him, the artist trims
coffee flavor. To those who suffer
in his weasel’s guise during the sum the whiskers down again. The propri
with the heart, to dyspeptics and
mer l>e Is not nearly so conspicuous as etor of th«1 apartmeut house has con
to nervous people Cafe Bland is
lie would be did he wear Ills white I'ont cluded that the only way In which lie
especially recommended as a liealt h-
can get even with tlie cartoonist Is to
.11 the year round.
ful and delicious beverage, so satis
fying that only tlie member of the
Another Interesting fact Is that while put in a bill for services as model.—New
family making the change in the
the animals that live In the uortb al York Sun.
coffee knows then» lias been one.
ways cliauge color those In the south do
More healthful, richer and less ex
WOMEN AND DREAMS.
not, the reason being that their white
pensive than straight cot!'«1«1. Better
color would not protect, but destroy, Superstition Tliat Is Kite Even
in every respect. 25 cents per tb.
them, as there Is almost no snow in the
Amona th*- Educated Enlr 8,t.
Your grocer will get it for you.
south.—Philadelphia Record.
Ask for
It doesn't seem possible that in this
enlightened age superstition could lie
A Cruel Blnnder.
rife among th«1 educated, but there are
Two brothers Imd the habit of «'ailing nevertheless a number of young wom
on the same South Side girl. One of en wlio converse fluently, if not elo
the brothers. George, was to take part quently, In tliris1 languages, and who
In some private theatricals, and the read Spencer mid Browning and Emer
girl had promised to fix up a shirt and son, but who place a dreambook with
a pair of shoes for his costume. The their Bible on tlie table beside the bed,
articles were to be delivered to her on and consult it In the morning the first
a certain evening.
thing.
Flank, the second brother, took It in
With a credulity worthy of a negro
Pronouncud car fay—accent on last syllable
to bls head to call on the girl that same mammy. If tlielr sleep has been visited
evening. Frank knew nothing of the with unusual visitors they seize tills
arrangements George bad made with volume as soon as their eyes are fairly
%% here fie Failed.
her to help him with Ills costume. He opeu and look for an explanation. If
Tlie young man drew himself up to
rang the bell, asked the maid to tell the misfortune Is foretold by It. the seeker his full height.
girl that Mr. Allen had called and sut after knowledge assumes a bravado
“I have,” he cried, “an unsullle«!
down In the parlor.
she Is far from feeling. “I don’t care,” Character, an ardent heart, a versatile
The maid went up stairs and present she says to herself, by way of bolster mind and strenuous biceps.”
ly returned, trying hard not to smile.
ing up her courage. “I am not super
The young girl yawned nnd seemed
"Miss Jones says she Is busy Just stitious, anyway, and I don't believe In Interested.
now and that you are to send up your such arrant nonsense." But she’s nerv
He was quick to push his advantage.
shirt and shoes," was the message she ous just the same for »lays until her
“I am the possessor of a town and
handed Frank.
troubles have driven this mythical one country house, a yacht, n stable of
“What?" lie yelled.
out of her mind.
thoroughbreds am) a box at the opera."
"I'm to take up your shirt ami shoes.”
There's one young woman known to
She hesitated, and a slight flush be
"Thanks, but I may need them my the writer who never dreams of a trayed that she was listening.
self to go home with. 1 hope Miss Jones young child without shivering and
“I have got.” he continued, with a
will be better In the morning. Never shaking for days after in fear of some certain fierceness. "30 servants, 40
mind; I will close the door myself.”— dreadful thing happening to her. She pairs of trousers, 50 ancestors, three
Chicago Chronicle.
has not consulted a dreambook on the automobiles, six prize bull pups and
subject, and so she doesn't know how an army commission.”
Dinliearten I ng.
Ah. she hail found her tongue at last!
Even the clergyman, noble and In infants and bail luck became connected
"Am! how many golf medals?” she
spiring ns Ills vocation Is. has now and In her mind, but nevertheless, nfter she
has had a visit of this sort while sleep lisped.
then Ills bad moments.
Tlie young man shuddered.
"Oh, sir," sahl a poor woman to a ing, she says prayers of unusual length
He felt that lie bud lost. He had
Scotch tM ulster, who was by no means and then makes up her mind to be pa
played nervlly and high, but she was
a popular preacher, “well do I like th<> tient under afflictions sore.
She Is an Intelligent woman, mind above bis limit.—Judge.
day when you give us the sermon."
"Indeed!" snid the minister, flushing you, but she doesn't attempt to explain
The, Like Fat Girin In Tania.
with pleasure. “1 wish there were the terror that besets her at this par
A Tunisian girl lias tio chance of mar
more like you, my good woman. It is ticular dream. She doesn't call herself
riage unless she tips the scale at 200
leldotn I hear such words from any superstitious—of course no woman
does, m.t even the on«1 who wouldn't pounds, and to that end she commences
one.”
to fatten when she Is 15 years old. She
“Maybe their hearing's stronger than walk under n ladder but her friends
mine, sir,” said the woman promptly, do nnd make light of her until she ex takes aperients and cats a great deal
of sweet stuff and lends a sedentary
“but when you preach I can always get poses some fetich of theirs, when the
subject Is carefully avoided afterward. life to hasten the process. Up to 15 she
a gootl seat.”—Youth's Companion
Is very handsome, but at 20 what an
— Ba It I mor«1 American.
Immense, unwieldy mass of fat she be
A Clock Hnn by Balls.
A Professional ninntler.
comes! She waddles, or, rather, undu
A clock owned In England Is run by
"I am satisfied now that I have made lates, along the street Her costume Is
balls which fall Into pockets on the a professional blunder In your case,"
very picturesque, especially If she be
right side of a wheel, which revolves th«1 physician sahl, noting the symp
of the richer class. They are clothed
and operates the works. The balls drop toms of Ills patient.
In fine silks of resplendent hues of a
Info a drawer when the wheel revolves
"A blunder, doctor? Don’t I seem to bright red, yellow or green and wear a
far enough The clock Is "wound up" be Improving fast enough?"
Sort of conical shapix! headdress, from
by placing the balls In a receptacle on
“You are Improving too fast. Your which depends a loose white drapery.
top of the clock.—Jewelers’ Circular- malady had begun to Interest me ex
Turkish trousers and dainty slippers,
Weekly.
ceedingly, and 1 wanted to see wliat It the heel of which barely reaches the
A rmiler.
would develop Into if allowed to ruu, middle of the foot, complete the cos
Lady Passenger- Do you know, cap but I stupidly gave you a prescription tume.
tain, I ha««' never been able to under that has knocked It entirely out of your
*1*00 Rich For Fllna.
stand how you find your way across system.”—Chicago Tribune.
Jinks (meeting Winks In light lunch
the ocean?
cafe) —Hello! Wlint nre you doing here?
Captain Why. by the compass. The
Not Correlative.
Winks—Getting my lunch, of course.
needle always points to the north.
Mrs. Housekeep—Do you really mean
Jinks—But I thought you were keep
Lady Passenger—Yes, I know, but to say you are looking for work?
sup|>oslng you want to go south?-Glas-
Harvard Hasbeen— No. lady: that's ing a swell restauraut down town.
Winks—So 1 am, but I wouldn’t keep
gow Times.
neither wliat I said nor what I meant
to say. 1 said 1 was looklug for em 1 It long if 1 ate there. It’s too expen
sive.—1’lilladelpbla Press.
Th» flay.
ployment.— Philadelphia Press.
Ilenry .1 Byron, on«1 of the wittiest
The Immortal Shakespeare Is said to
of English plnywrights of a score of
The flrst anthracite coal known to be
y«'ars ago, remarked on one occasion: have worn earrings, and Charles I Is such was discovered at Maneb Chunk.
“A play Is like a cigar. If It's good, reputed to have been the owner of a I Pa., In 1791. The Lehigh Coal Mining
everybody wants a box; if It’s bad. nil magnificent pa'r of pearl earrings, company began business in the satns
the putting in llie world won't make It which he bequeathed to Ills daughter ' year, making a commodity of the re
‘be day beforo lie was executed.
cent discovery.
-
PO.”
THE CUSTER
MARTIN, CAMM SCO.
Most
Healthful Coffee
In the World.