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LL ft 1 -I TT it 1 - * 11 1. * -* i»’ -g. -ff- Il i~r * * □ ft * .9. * IT ir «THE SHADOW« Ö Of tht Ö »CORDILLERA:« Or, The flaanoíia fíower. $ tí BY VIBOINIA LEILA WENTZ, it CorvHiOHT, UK», Br E hvin W abdmab . FT " TT TT T l T l TT * F JT TT T F TT T*F CHAPTER VI. A man anil a woman were talking to gether In the woman’s home on the Rue de Varennes. The man was say ing: “So you refuse to marry me. That’s foolish of you, but whether you do or not, you haven’t the heart to a’^jy me to rot in poverty while you luxuruut- In adluence. Considering our old time re lations, the thing's impossible on the face of It.” “Ab!” returned the woman, “then you have come here to beg?” She spoke with a careless scorn. “No. One begs when one has no pow er to enforce." he corrected with a se raphic smile. “Eve come all the way from America to offer you my hand and make an honest woman of you. If you refuse to recognize my claims upon you I’m in a position to take reprisals." The woman did npt answer. “If you’ve any trace of your old self left. Marie’’—the man's voice was low and soft, conciliatory, caressing almost —“surely you love me still. Think how you loved me once.” The mesmeric, musical voice came near undoing Marie de Guerin. "Was it you I loved,” she said dreamily, “or the man my untutored heart took you to be? Ah, the weary, weary months when I wanted you, when I sobbed for you day and night! Where were you then, Edouard Pey rac?” She seemed to be living in the hungry past, but only for a moment. The hot scorn of the present surged over her and dried up the tears at their source. "Now,” she said, ”1 do not need you.” She rose with an air of dismissal. “Look here. Marie,” pursued the man. keeping ids seat, “if you will lend me a helping band from time to time I’ll promise never to take a step to harm you. Moreover, 1 shall be mod erate. You might—simply buy a pic ture occasionally. That would be the nicest way. Yes, you might buy my pictures.” “It might be well to know whether I am dealing with a blackmailer or a bagman,” remarked the woman wea rily. Edouard Peyrac flushed red, but he conquered bls savagery and went on: “I’ve not sold a picture for over a twelvemonth, and I’m head over heels In debt. I’ve been banging around friends’ bouses for a year, and here you are, rich beyond the dreams of av arice. You can't expect me to sit down In silence.” “Now, If you are quite ready to go?” suggested the woman quietly, putting her hand upon the bell button. This time the man's anger got the better of him. He scowled and looked at her blackly. “I’m not. I think it's absurd of you to smash your social po sition In the face like this. What will become of it, do you suppose, when I have a good, long talk with the fau bourg?” “To a man of intelligence the solu tion surely can offer no difficulty,” she said languidly. But she added with a vague little smile, “If you could dream how remotely my social standing inter ests me you wouldn't bother about It." "I'm going to give you a tew days In which to think this over. Perhaps In the meantime you will care to send me a note.” He laid bls card on the table slguificantly. “In return for a check 1 will send you a picture. Now good day.” The womau rang, and he was shown out. As be got into a tiacre be thought: “By Jove! What If she means to turn devotee again? What if she doesn't care a rap about her social standing? She always did talk nltout saints and miracles and feast days better tlinu anything else!" Then he remembered her dainty, fastidious taste; be recalled the sybaritic room lie had Just left. “Oh, no!” he concluded. • ••••»• “Pierre,” said Marie de Guerin to the servant In the hall when the door had closed upon Peyrac, “I expect M. le Cure in a half hour. I will receive him In my boudoir.” So a little later she rose from the desk at which she was writing and greeted the priest. Pere Darville was a man whose eyes were kind and whose mouth was flrm. He looked the man to do without swerving what ids con science told lilm. were It even to cost the happiness of nil lie loved. In fact, that Is why Mlle, de Guerin bad sent for him—she had seen bls face and it bad appealed to her. He sat down In her little blue anu gold boudoir with the ease of a man of the world who was ns much at home among the cushions of a woman's sanc tum as on the hard seat of a confes sional. “I wrote for you, father, because 1 need help. I—I have not many friends.” The woman's voice was listless, tired. "I will help you If I enn, my daugh ter. My whole time belongs to each soul that comes to me. Are you a child of the church?” “Once I was. I was an orphan, pre paring to enter a convent, when love— or what I mistook for love—came into my life. I balanced the flashing jewel and the paste diamond, and I threw the first away.” The woman’s hands weighed in her lap like spiritualized marble, and her hair, so much of It, seemed too heavy for her head. "The man for whom I gave up everything would not give me even bls name.” There was a pause. No Interruption came from the priest. “Since then I have tried—God, bow 1 have tried!—to forget. It la an awful thing to bate living, but to be afraid of dying because of the other side”— She settled her hands a little more tightly toget her. “But, my daughter, there always re mains to us. even to the eleventh hour, the wny of penitence and of renuncia tion." The priest's voice was level, just a little als>ve the whisper of tile confessional. “Ah, 1 know." the woman broke In, "and It Is Just Is-eause of that I have sent for you I have only begun to tel) you. father." Pere Darville gave a quick, upward glance. . "A year ago nn uncle who had allow ed me to suffer penury and a servile dependence all my life died. He died suddenly and without a will. The law gave bis fortune to me because I chanced to be Ills sister's child. Two months ago. In a secret drawer, I found a document- a confession writ ten by my uncle and evidently intend ed to lie made public iu order that res titution might be effected. "My uncle,” Marie de Guerin went on. “was a creole, and for years lie was the trusted agent for an aristo cratic New Orleans family In America. He turned their fortune round and doubled It. It appears, and managed their affairs In such a way that he came to be Indispensable. The family finally dwindled down to one repre sentative, a young man who seems to have trusted my uncle blindly. "When the war between the states broke out. the young man—Caton tils name was—enlisted promptly In the cause of the sonrh. My uncle was sent over here with money to Invest. Paris received him with open arms. The Confederate colony was then In high BIG PRICES FOR ANIMALS. s Small Slxeil Fortune Needed Bar it tUmSte. to Because of the difficulty of getting It to America aud of keeping It ullve aft er it arrives a good giraffe is quoted at »7,000. Next to the giraffe in the aristocracy of cost come the rhinoceros and the hippopotamus, worth from »4,000 to $5,000 each. If a dealer could breed these animals, he could get rich, but the big mammals rarely breed In cap tivity. Altout the only place in America where hippopotami have been known to raise their young Is In the menag erie In Central park. New York. A chimpanzee of size is worth $.’>,000, and when oue reaches the intelligence of the late Mr. Crowley, Chico or Jo- lmtina lie Is beyond a fixed price. The monkey kind are most uncertain prop erty. The animal man says they are certain to die. But the ordinary ones can be bought very cheaply. One can buy a nice young baby ele phant for $1.000 at times, but a really good animal is worth from $1,800 to $3,000. An elephant does not command tin* maximum price because of the beauty of Ids countenance, the ele gance of Ills figure, bis Intellectual en dowments or his size, but because of a sweet, sunny disposition. A mean elephant Is about the most evil of liv ing things. Sootier or later lie has to be killed, usually after lie has slain two or three keepers and done more damage than he is worth. Of two ani mals of equally good disposition the larger and finer commands the higher price, of course, but the most magnifi cent beast with an Inclination for mur der Isn’t worth ns much as a very com mon one that Is trustworthy—that Is, ordinarily so. for the sweetest tem pered have days when they seem In spired of sntnn.—Junior Munsey. A I.ucky Imitation. She croeted to her writing de»k and an looked a tecrct drawer. favor with the court. lie was sought out by the business men also as the possessor of a large sum of money J Invest. lie suffered some disasters. News from the Confederacy became more and more gloomy. But his busi ness ventures here were fabulously successful.” "There's no royal road to fortune,” breathed Pere Darville half to himself. “It’s the same old dirt rut. Impossible to travel over with perfectly clean feet. But go on. If you please." Marie de Guerin moistened her lips. “Together with the news of tile fall of New Orleans catne also word of the death of this young Catou. He had been taken prisoner In the first engage ment and died in prison, asking that word be sent to my uncle to take care of his wife. It appears my uucie kne who his wife was—In fnct, In the docu ment here he explains how he happen ed to know.” She crossed to her writing desk, un locked a secret drawer ana, navmg spent a few seconds iu turning over various packets of paper, returned to her chair, banding the priest the docu ment In question. “You will see,” she continued, “that tlds wife was far away, not easily ac cessible. Besides, she was a half sav age. an Indian a Mexican or some thing. and—well, my uncle drugged bls conscience and turned thief and scoun drel. Toward the end of his life, how ever, he seems to have been in terror of dying without making restitution. In the document there”—she pointed to the priest's lap—“he swears that ev ery cent of his money belongs to this— this woman, that it was all made with her husband’s fortune. In order that things may be righted he gives names, dates, localities and all facts necessary for Identification.” Pere Darville looked grave. "The confession bears the date of the morning my uncle was stricken down. He hail a kind of fit and never fully re covered consciousness. They said he was constantly asking for something, Imt that his speech was so Incoherent they could make nothing out of It. Doubtless had lie lived he would have induced some one to go on a mission for him to Mexico.” "Doubtless." echoed the priest sol- •mnly. "Well, the months that have passed «Ince I discovered this document have been months of torture to me. I knew, of course, there was only one rightful thing to do—and 1 was not strong enough to do It. Now I have decided. And if you will find a place for me, father, I «ball enter a convent. I could tench, you know. Besides. It was my first choice. HIS STAKT IX LIKE. Marshal Gourko, the famous Russian general, was a terrible autocrat. On one occasion an Impersonator of cele brated men was performing at a thea ter in Odessa. One evening he received a mysterious message, which read: “Study General Gourko.” In Russia it Is better not to inquire Into matters that one does uot understand, and so the artist spent nn hour In privately Impersonating the autocratic Russiau. Just as the evening performance was about to commence an order of arrest signed by Gourko was presented to the impersonator, and without explanation lie was led through the streets to the marshal's palace ami Into an apartment where the terrible man was seated. "They tell me that you Impersonate cel ebrated men.” he roared “Imperson ate me!" Giving a hasty look at Gourko. the performer turned to the mirror to "make up." It was an anxious time, for if the marshal should take excep tion to the representation he had tin limited power to Inflict punishment. The Impersonator dragged himself to gether and turned to the marshal a copy if Ids own face nnd overbearing man tier. Gourko burst Into a roar of laugh ter, and the dangerous moment was over. ••DOC” HARTMAN AND HIS WONDER FUL GREASE ERADICATOR. With Sony tnndlt*. und Bottles ot Haiti water He Fooled the Public nnd l.altl the Foundation« ot a Substantial Fortune. “Talk about your self made men,” said an old timer among a party of horsemen gathered in one of the speed way Inns, "I don't think any of ’em can equal the early experiences of Tim Hartman, who died iu St. Louis many years ago, leaving nearly a million dol lars to be fought over by his heirs. He made bls first good sized pile on pat ent medicines, then he picked up a great deal more on real estate, and at last he rounded out with speculation in Montana copper, but be was known as 'Doc' Hartman to the time of his death by his few intimate friends. "But the story that I’m going to tell, and the one which be often told him self. concerns his very earliest experi ences In the accumulation of money. Tim Hartman started life with $1. lie kicked around as a barefooted boy— and a pretty mean one, too—in a little town In Connecticut until be was 18 years old. and at that time be bad be come so fresh and so full of wind and general cussednes« that Ids father one day told him he was uo good, never had been nnd never would amount to a picayune. The old gentleman. Just to carry out the bluff, told Tim that be had a good mind to cut him off with a dollar and make him earn his own liv ing. Tim straightened up nnd called the bluff. He told the old man that be would take the dollar and get out then and there and hustle for himself. The old man handed him a crisp $1 bill and told him that he’d be glad to see him make a fortune with it. "The first thing that cuss did was to go about In a few back yards that he knew of and gather together a lot of empty bottles which were of uo use to anybody. Then, for 10 cents, lie bought a large cake of a kind of white soap that was then, and still is, on the mar ket. He melted this smip nnd, nfter borrowing an ancient pair of candle molds from an old granny in the neigh borhood, made two beautiful looking candles of soap. lie next filled bls bot tles full of choice rainwater. Then he made for himself one ot those little three legged tables like the cbuck-a- luck and shell game den use outside the circus, and struck out on foot for a county fair that was being held about 40 miles away. "When he got there, be put up bls lit tle table outside the grounds, where the crowd was pretty thick, lighted one of Ids soup candles and began to extol tlie virtues of 'Dr. Hartman’s Famous Grease Eradicator.’ contained in the bottles set before him. " 'Now, ladies and gentlemen,’ he would shout In a stentorian but plausi ble voice, 8111* marvelous liquid, so harmless that It can be drunk with Im punity by the smallest infant and yet so penetrating that It will seek out nnd destroy stains aud discolorations from the most refractory substance, was dis covered by accident by the famous sci entist, Dr. Hartman, the eminent schol ar, while he was wanderlug o’er the wilds of Patagonia. It Is colorless, you see. ns the wnters from heaven, aud yet observe the effects of its startling properties!’ “At this point Tint would reach for his sonp candle and. Inverting it, would smear a lot of the grease over the sleeve of his coat “ ’Now, every one of you knows, la dles and gentlemen,’ he would continue, reaching over and uncorking a bottle of Ids rainwater, ‘that there is nothing so penetrating nnd Ineffaceable as the grease from a candle, and yet it is a stain that we are all likely to suffer al most every evening of our lives while toylug with that common article of the household, the candle. You will ob serve that my sleeve is smeared with the nnnoylng substance. Behold’— “Here that country bred fakir would spill a couple of drops of his rainwater ou the soap and with a rub or two would product a beautiful lather. An other swipe and the soap would have entirely disappeared from the sleeve, leaving not a trace. “ ‘Now, we make this famous eradi cator In such enormous quantities,’ Tim would continue, ‘that In order to Intro duce It Into every home In this broad land we will dispense with It at the absurdly low price of 5 cents, a nickel a bottle. Step right np! Step right up!* “Then, when the public was surging forward to purchase the rainwater, Tim would pause occasionally to drink a bottle of It, Just to show that It was absolutely harmless. “Well, the stuff went like hot cakes. When Tim's bottles were al) exhausted, he bought more, and when the fair was ever be went to another and another uutil he had traveled all over the coun try. Then, in some way or other, 1 don't know bow, he got hold of some old patent medicine, and, being n gen ius, of course he made a big go of it. So that's the wny Tim Hartman almost became a millionaire.” — New York Times. THE ISLAND OF TAHITI. Ii May Be lllnhtly Termed ilir Para dise ot the I'ai-lrtc. Picture nu Island set iu a reef of coral of myriad hue the lagoon of u light green, outside the white foaming break ers the vast m enu of Intense blue. On Shore are great bunches of coeonuut palms lifting their plumes in stately magnificence, then there arc laues of trees blossoming iu red and yellow flow ers. aud uestllug In their inld-t are the low thatched bouses of the natives. The delightful ami healthy climate of the Island brings to maturity all the products of the tropics, which are no where found In greater fullness and perfection than here. The wayfarer Is soothed by the fragrance of sweet smelling Howers ami deliglited with the nbnmhince of oranges, bananas, bread fruit an<l cocoanut which give a peren ulal supply of food to tlie natives. Tahiti may be lightly termed the "paradise of tlie Pacific” or even the world, as in no nt her place Is there so much variety of scenery. At every turn the constaut surprises keep Hie traveler In a delirium ot delight. Some times the sea lies before him, tlie waves wreathed in a foam of white breaking the silence In it continuous roar; on the other side tlie high, steep mountains In forms of towers, domes and steeples pierce the clouds Now ami then a silvery band of water falls from perpendicular heights to tlie tur bulent stream below. Then you pass under the sheltering shadows of tall interlacing trees which excel even the grandeur of our elm. Farther ou you pass through laues lined with bananas, mango and groves of cocoanut.—Over land Monthly. HAD NEVER BEEN ABROAD. IInt For All That He Hud Traveled “Fur and Wide.** "Have you spent all of your life right here in tills one place?” asked a st ran get of au old fellow lie came across seated ou a rail fence whittling in front of it log ami slab cabin in one of the back counties of Arkansas. “Not by a denied sight!” was the terse reply. "I been hyar the better part o’ tlie time; but. la, 1 bev traveled fur an wide!" "Ever been nbroad?” "Well, not eggsaekly to say abroad, ouless you call it goln abroad to go from here way over to Petersville. I been over that- twice In the hist 40 year. It's 30L miles to Petervllle, an I been furder than that, fur my ole wom an an me went clean to Hogback ridge on our wetldin tower, till that’s 41 mile from here. Then I been over In Pettis county to see my wife's folks twice, an Halt's twenty odd mild from here. Then I been over to Rocky lllll ez menuy ez lour times, an Hint's 18 mile Ez I say. I beeu here most o’ tin* time, but then I've traveled fur an wide all the same. I've seen tlie big four story mill over to I'etersville an tlie engine kyats over to I’etivllle. I rid three miles on ’em, an it's all I want o' tlie pesky things. I’ve seen a calf with two beads an a feller that could ent tire and dance on broken glass In Ills bare feet. I see a man tiling om e nn a boss race fur a purse o' $<¡5 Yes. sir: I been fur nn wide, an I reckon I've seen the biggest part o' what there is to see In this world, an 1 ('ou t lot ou doitt uo more gaddln about."— Lippincott's. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ Does not and has not affected our ability to ♦ ship goods anywhere. All orders, large or ♦ small, are promptly filled.............................. ♦ ♦ SEPTEMBER PRICE LIST IN PREPARATION. ♦ Sugar la lower, Granulated 55.15 nnd 55.25 per 100 I In*. ♦ Hains and Proviskntt continue firm. ♦ Plentiful Stocks of everything. ♦ ♦ ♦ Smith’s Cash (Dept.) Store ♦ No. 25 Market Street, San Francisco. ♦ The Strike... A Career r'lxiiuu Juke, Tlds is a true story about one of the mayors of Kansas city. He was mayor when the Incident occurred, not so very many years ago. Two newspaper men, both very good friends of the mayor, were about to leave town, and they nsked Mr. Mayor to help them cele brate their departure. It was a hot day iu summer, and nft er au hour or two of convivial indul gence the mayor of Kansas City was very much under the Influence of liq uor. Tlie newspaper men were feeling jovial, but they were still able to walk around It finally became necessary to do something for the mayor. Seeing a fruit wagon pass, one of the newspaper men ran out and hailed the driver. When lie drew up to the curb, he was nsked whether or not be wanted to make $2. lie replied that lie most cer tainly did. It wns then explained to him that a drunken mini w ould be stretched out in Ills wagon, face toward the sky. mid that he must drive through all the bust Hess streets of tlie town mid then take the man home. Not knowing w ho his passenger was to be, the driver consented, mid the joke was carried out to the letter. Through the streets of Kansas City the mayor of tlie town, stretched out on mi open wagon asleep, was driven, and there was a placard that announced the cause of Hie strange plight fastened on the back of the wagon. Tlie mayor was not reelected. Chicago Chronicle. The Leuend of tlx* Snowdrop. An old legend gives the following ns the origin of the snowdrop: After Ad am mid Eve had been driven from the garden of Eden Eve was disconsolate. One day as she sat silently grieving mi angel appeared mid sought means to comfort her She longed for the flow ers, but the fast descending snow was wrapping the barren earth In a robe of white. As the angel stood and spoke words of hope to the weeping, repentant wom an he caught a snowflake, breathed gently upon it mid said: "Take form, pure snowflake, bud mid blossom and lie a comfort to humanity, now and forever." In a twinkling the snowflake changed Into a beautiful (lower, ns white and When the World Will lie Fnll. pure as the snow Itself, and when Eve If we apply to the future growth of beheld the newborn blossom gladness mid hope came io tier heart, nnd she the world's population the rate of In smiled through her tears. crease that obtained during the nine- Having fulfilled Ills mission of love, teentli century—one person per hun the ungel departed, but where he had dred per year—we obtain the following Tlie Giraffe*. Timidity. forecnst: A giraffe Is very timid on hearing stood there Immediately sprung up a Millions of No. of persons to slight sounds, but is Indifferent Io loud circle of perfect snowdrops. persons. one s<]uare mile. ones. A writer In The Leisure Hour 1900.............. .............. l.C - : ur. . .......................... 31 An .Ftillnn flnrp. says: “Noisy sounds, like a man walk 2000.............. .............. 4.32H or.. .......................... 83 •?li)O ing by with hebnail boots. It does not To make au tvollan harp construct a 2200.............. .............. 31,6u2 or.» .......................... 009 notice, but a lady coming In with hard box of very tlilu pine, cedar or other 2250.............. .............. 52,0.3 or.. .......................... 1,001 ly more sound than Hie rustling of her wood, five or six Inches deep, seven or As there are 52,090.000 square miles dress makes it start, with pricked ears eight Inches wide, with a length equal of land on th*' earth, nnd ns we are to and eyes distended. We remember to Hint of the window in which It Is to consider 1.010 persons to each square well, nfter a terrible explosion of gun be placed. Across tlie top. near each mile ns the equivalent of the world's powder on a barge on tlie canal, ask end, glue a strip of wood half an inch being full. It follows that we want a Ing the keeper of tlie giraffes of that high nnd a quarter of mi inch thick world population of 52.000.000,000 of day how tliey bail taken It. and lie said for bridges. Into the ends of tlie box persons to fulfill this condition. tie was surprised how very little notice Insert wooden plus, like those of a vio A glance nt the above statement of they took. They Jumped to their feet, lin, to wind th«' strings around, two growth In the world's populntion shows but almost nt ome lay down again pins in each end. Make a sound hole Hint the necessary growth from 1,000,- when tliey found nothing happened. In tlie middle of the top mid string the 000,000 In the year 1900 to the 52.000,- "But.” lie added. "If 1 were nt night box with small catgut or first fiddle 000,000 of persons wanted for our pur time to creep along that gallery In my strings. Fastening one cud of each pose will eventuate In the year 2250, al socks they would be so scared that 1 string to a metallic pin In oue eud of most 350 years abend of the present believe they would dash themselves to tlie box nnd carrying It over the time. when, ns the Illustration suggests, bits.” They fear the lurking foe. aud bridges, wind It around the turning pin it may be necessary to bang out a no a bing bang scares them less than a In the opposite end of the box. Tune tice to the effect that the world is full faint, rustling sound. They are Iu that the strings iu unison nnd place the box to the utmost limit.-Cosmopolitan. respect very deerlike.” in the window. It is better to have four strings, but n harp with a single Lntlnu a Living Os. string produces mi exceedingly sweet A Bit of Realism. Only the very few among us run any An Instance of tlie way in which the melody. risk. In the course of our peregrinations acting of a play grows may be taken and vicissitudes, of being Invited to Orlffln of the Word “Cnnnda.” from Ellen Terry's playing In "Mme. such objectionable dinners as It was On April 20. 1034. Jacques Cartier Nans-Gene.” In the play in question the lot of Bruce, the explorer, to eat. the washerwoman duchess Is having a sailed from St. Malo, Brittany, with Such very nasty feeders as the Abys lesson from a professor of dancing. two ships and 01 men, for Labrador, sinian* of Ills day are becoming ex The business of the play requires her skirted Newfoundland, named Clialeur tinct. Fancy sitting down to table and to be awkward in her attempts at danc bay. crossed the eastern end of Anti seeing the meat walk alive Into the ing. and the actress Is awkward, de costi and then headed for France room! That was their custom. And lightfully awkward. She has put on a again. Tlie next year Cartier returned they ate It alive, too. the brutes! long riding habit In order to become with three ships, thought he saw In The wretched ox was tied fast, bend nccustoined to manipulate her court the St. Lawrence the wished for pas and legs, and then, by n delicate In train Iu tlie dance and Is so milt h trou sage to India and was only undeceived cision on both sides of the backbone, »»»•••• bled with It that finally she tucks it by the freshness of the w ater on reach near the liauuches, tlie attendants were over her arm while she is learning to ing the mouth of the Saguenay. Then “1 shall say mass tomorrow also with able to strip Its skin away, to enable take the steps. The train keeps slip wns revealed the majestic size of the a special Intention. I shall ask the good them to cut slices from the poor ani ping off her arm and has to be perpetu continent, for. with the exception of God for the pence and happiness of mal again and again without touching ally replaced, und tlie episode Isa cause the Amazon and tlie Orinoco, no Amer Mlle, de Guerin.” Thus spake the l’adre an artery. The guests ate the meat ican river gives one such a sense of of much boisterous amusement Autonlo ns lie sat at solitaire by old raw and quivering to the music of the power nnd grandeur. One night In a great English manu Jose's table in the warmth of Mexico. roars ami bellowing of pain of the ox As the Frenchmen Inquired the facturing city she was playing the part That morning the special intention had of which It was a part. names of the Indian villages along the witli even more than her usual verve. been the repose of the soul of Henri This Is hideous, and even the least Evart* and the Author. She was lost In the assumed character banks they were answered "Canada." Beausolell But ns be slowly laid one particular of men may be excused for When a popular young author came so thoroughly that It wns real to her, a Mohawk word meaning village, but card upon another, now here, now shirking nn experience of the kind. to see William M. Evarts while be was nnd the ex washerwoman, with her which was applied by the Frenchmen there, he thought of Inocencio. Whnt a secretary of state In behalf of a consul mind harassed and worried t>y the try to the country. clear, starry soul was Ids! What an in- A Bird With Four Feet. ship for which he was an applicant. Ing conditions of her artificial court strumiKit for good he could be! What This little creature, still to be found Mr. Evarts congratulated him on the II iih Mud. Not Holes. stubborn fnltli he was capable of! A In South America. Is a relic of bygone fame which be had acquired, but has life. Instinctively returned to the habits "There used to lie a famous charac of her youth. In a moment of nbstrac shadow fell upon the table. ages. It Is known as the crested lioatzin, tened to add, “Although you have lau "l’adre." Inocencio said, standing aud the adult bird Is about as big as*a rels on your brows, I suppose you can't tlon. finding the fat coll of stuff across ter In our part of the world nnmed her arm. she instinctively began to Frank O'Connor." said a Cincinnati there straight nnd tnll aud brown, “be peacock. browse on your laurels.” wring It out. The response of the audl man. "and the stories of Ills doings and fore I decide upon my future 1 must The young birds, when batched, have sayings still form a Inrge part of the ence wns electrical. Every woman go far away. I must see the little four legs, the front pair being reptilian A More Vital Matter. nnd man who had ever seen a wash staple anecdotes of the country which ¡aim. I. Her last letter does not show In character, nnd have strong claws. As “Did you ever think what you would tub recognized the sincerity of the ac he used to permeate. her to be happy.” they grow older these daws fall off, “One of his stock expressions has The player pushed the cards from the legs become fattened, feathers do If you had the Dnke of Westmin lion Tlds moment of creative Instinct wns recorded In the actress mind and passed from local to national use. If him. pile liy pile, leaned back in his grow on them, and they develop Into ster’s Income?" Village Pastor—No, but I have some lias been repeated ever since - Cosmo .-iity one did a particularly clever thing sent nnd ran his fingers slowly through wings or said anything that especially struck times wondered what the duke would polltan. his thin, gray hair. Then he looked up These nestlings are the nearest np him. O'Connor would sav. 'That shows do If be had mine.—London Baptist and smiled. proacb to a reptile that can be found almost Iranian intelligence.' nnd now Grn*.e<l In me Fna. among birds, and tliey can climb and The Bloodstone. [ to be continued .] It Is not usual for a ship on the high when far and near I hear that expres dive aud swim with great facility. Bloodstone, which Is really green seas to elect to cast anchor on the deck sion used It conjures up memories of Cleaning the Clock. chalcedony spotted with Jasper, Is ac of a passing strainer, but Hint Is what my genial old friend. Fxtreme. tn Iceland. ▲ fanner has an ambitious son, 12 counted for by the following legend: a four masted schooner did oner* III the "I'p In Ontario nt one time III fortune In Iceland nature seems to hr.ve de At the crucifixion a piece of chalcedony years old. who, being left alone for a Atlantic. Tin* two vessels grazed In compelled O'Connor to accept a job on few hours the other day. tried to clean serted all her ordinary operations nnd lay at the foot of the cross, and on It the fog. and the "catted" port anchor a farm, where a friend one day found the clock. He easily got the clock to to have worked only In combining the dropped the Saviour’s blood, from which of the schooner caught In the steamer's him. the sweat pouring off Ills brow pieces, but his difficulty lay In putting most terrific extremes which her pow time the stone Is said to have borne 'Hello, deck "by a fluke." It fastened .to nn and a spade In his hand. ers can command. Nor is she yet si red spots, which are supposed to In them together again after cleaning. engineer's stntcrootn In such a manner Frank!’ lie unkindly called. 'Are you At this tnsk be was only partly suc lent. After the lapse of nites the tire of crease and to deepen In color when ns to bar Ills exit; but. fortunately, the doing very well digging out postholes?' cessful. nnd upon bls father's return the volcano still bursts out among the danger Is near. It Is also said to revive chain parted Just ns the room was be ‘Fin not,' wns the tart response of regions of eternal snow, nnd the Im the spirit« nnd to Inspire to great home be eagerly exclaimed: Ing ripped Into fragments. The schnon O'Connor, who wns nothing If not lit “Father. I've cleaned the clock and petuous thundering of the geysers con deeds, to cheek excessive bleeding and er followed the steamer to Its d's.tliia eral. 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