SEMI" WEEKLY,
CXION Estsb. July, 1897.
. Consolidated Feb., 1899.
COKVAIiLIS, BENTON COUNTY, OREGON, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 22, 1901.
GAZETTE Kstab. Dec, 186
VOL. II. NO. 26.
The Ooetor'J
By Hesba
CHAPTER XIII.
In one sense time seemed to be stand
ing still with me after my home return,
so like were the days that followed the
one to the other. But in another sense
those days fled with awful swiftness, for
they were hurrying us both, my mother
and me, to a great gulf which would
soon, far too soon, lie between as.
Every afternoon Julia came to spend
an hour or two with my mother; but her
arrival was always formally announced,
and it was an understood thing that I
should immediately . quit the-room, to
avoid meeting her. , There was an eti
quette in her resentment which I was
bound to observe.
I had not taken up any of my old pa
tients again, for I was determined that
everybody should feel that my residence
at home was only temporary. But about
ten days after my return the following
note was brought to me, directed in full
to Dr. Martin Dobree:
"A lady from England, who is only a
visitor in Guernsey, will be much oblig
ed by t)r. Martin Dobree calling upon
her at, Rose Villa, Vauvert Road. She
Is suffering from a slight indisposition;
and knowing Dr. Senior by name and
reputation, she- would feel great confi
dence in the skill of Dr. Senior's friend."
I "Wondered fur an instant who the
stranger could Le, and how she knew the
Seniors ; but as there could be ' no an
swer to these queries without visiting
the.' lady, I resolved to go. Rose Villa
was a house where the rooms were let to
visitors during the season, and the Vau
vert Road was scarcely . five minutes'
walk from our house. Julia was paying
her. daily visit to my mother, and I was
at a loss for something to do, so I went
at Once.-' : ': '
I found a very handsome, fine-looking
woman; dark, with hair and eyes as black
as a gypsy's, and a clear olive complexion
to match. Her forehead was low, but
smooth and well shaped; aud the lower
part of her face, handsome as it was,
was far more developed than the upper.
There was not a trace of. refinement
about her features; yet the coarseness fit
them was but slightly apparent as yet.
My new patient did not inspire me with
much sympathy;, but she attracted my
curiosity, and interested me by the bold
style of her beauty.
. "Ton Guernsey people are very stiff
with strangers, she remarKea, as 1 sat
opposite to her, regarding her with that
close observation which is permitted to a
doctor. . " . .
"So the world says," I answered. "Of
course 1 am no good judge, for we Guern
sey people believe ourselves as perfect
as any. class of the human family."
"I nave been here a week," she replied,
pouting her full crimson lips, "and have
not had a chance of speaking a word, ex
cfept -to strangers like' myself who don't
know -a 801)1.
That, then, was the cause of the little
indisposition which had obtained me the
honor of attending her. ' I indulged my
self in a mild sarcasm to that effect, but
ilfr Was lost upon her. She gazed at me
solemnly with her large black eyeSj which
shone like beads. ..-.'.
''?! am really-ill," she said, "but it has
nothing to do with not seeing anybody,
though thafs dull, There's nothing for
me to do but take' a bath in the morning
uufi a uriYu lu me aiLeinouu ana go to
bed very early ,Good gracious! it's
nough to drive me mad!"- .,
"Try Jersey," I suggested. . , 7
"No; m not try Jersey," she said.'V "I
mean to make my way here. Don't you
know anybody, 'doctor, that would take
pity on a poor stranger?"
"I am sorrytp say ho," I -answered, y
- She frowned at that and looked disap
pointed. I was about to ask her how she
knew the Seniors, 'when she spoke again.
. "Do you have many visitors, come td
Guernsey late in the autumn, as late as
October t she inquired.
:sotmany, l answered; " a few may
arrive who intend to winter..here."K.
"A dear young friend of mine came
here last autumn, she said, "alone, as - release. me from the promise she had ex-T-ani,
and I' ve been 'wondering "ever, since : ;torted from me when she was in the
i ve . been here however she -would- get
along amongst such a set of stiff, foraiajy
staiJ-omsh . folks.. She' had not money
enough for a dafcl . ojr. that .would inakeaj
difference, I supposed" ;". "."''''''. '" i "' 'i
"Not the ie'a'st, 'I' ' rtpBedr '"if ' your
f rtencFcame- -without -any- -introductions."
, "What a dreary winter she'd have!",
pursue lay patient; with 'a tone 'of exul
tation. "She was quite young, and as
pretty aJf.a-picturei'-.j AU-,the"youhg men
would knoV her, Til be'boumVand you
amongst them.Dfc. MlMim.: Any woman
. whajsftjt. affright gets, .stared at enough,
m bVvSnown agiiin."''.:'1-'" ' "
-?Gwiftf 'hrsWom;1fcnW aMy thing iof
Olivia? ,1 looked at her more earnestly
...... " - -.. .....J . TTUO UVL U pdOUil A
should like Olivia to have anything to
do with. ; A; coarse, in-beed bold woman,
whose eyes met mine unabashed, and did
net';blinl under-my scrutiny.-' Conld she
b'JOJlvia's , step-toother, who had been
thernii'bf her life? - '-- '- ' .
"I'd bet a hundred to one yon know
her," she .said,' laughing and showing all
her white teeth. - "A girl like her couldn't
go about a yttl.e poky place like this with
out all the young men knowing her. Per-haps-she
left the island, in the spring. -1
have asked at all the drapers' shops, but
nobody?!! reeolleets her. I've very good
news for her if I could find her a slim,
middle-sized girl, with a clear, fair skin
and grey eyes' and - hair of a bright
brown. Stay, I can show you her photo
graph." She put into my hands an exquisite
portrait of Olivia, taken in ' Florence.
There was an expression of quiet monrn
fulness in the face, which touched me to
the core of my heart. I could not put it
down and speak indifferently about it.
My heart beat wildly, and I felt tempted
to run off with the treasure and -return
no more to this woman. - - .-.
"Ah! yon recognize her!" she exclaim
ed triumphantly.
"I never saw such a person in Guern
sey," I answered, looking steadily into
her face. A sullen and gloomy expres
sion came across it, and she snatched
the portrait out of my hand.
Ton want to keep it a secret" she
fjiletnma
Stretton
said, "but I defy yon to do it. I am come
here to find her, and find her I will. She
hasn't drowned herself, and the earth
hasn't swallowed her Dp. I've traced
her as far as here, and that I tell yon.
She crossed in the Southampton boat one
dreadfully stormy night last October
the only lady passenger and the stew
ardess recollects her well She landed
here. Vou must know something about
her."
"I assure you I never saw that girl
here," I replied evasively., "What in
quiries have you made after her?"
"I've inquired here and there and ev
erywhere," she said. "I've done nothing
else ever since I came. It is of great
importance to her, as well as to me, that
I should find her. It's a very anxious
thing when a girl like that disappears
and is never heard of again, all because
she has a little difference - with . her
friends. If you could help me to find her
yon would do her family .a very great
service."
"Why do you fix upon me?" I inquired.
"Why did you not send for one of the
resident doctors? I left Guernsey some
time ago."
"You were here last winter," she said,
"and you're a young man, and would no
tice her more."
"There are other young doctors in
Guernsey," I remarked.
"Ah, but you've been in London," she
answered, "and. I know something of Dr.
Senior. When you are in a strange place
you catch at any chance of an acquaint
ance." -
VCome, be candid with me," I said.
"Did not Messrs, Scott and Brown send
you here?"
The suddenness of my question took her
off her guard and startled her. She hesi
tated, stammered, and finally denied it
with more than natural emphasis,
"I could take my oath I don't know
any such persons," she answered. "I
don't know who you mean, or what you
mean. . All I want is quite honest. There
is a fortune waiting for that poor girl,
and I want to take her back to those who
love her, and are ready to forgive and
forget everything. I feel sure you know
something of her. But nobody except me
and her other friends have anything to
do with it." : .
"Well," I said,-rising to take my leave,
"all the information A. fan give you is
that I never saw such a person here,
either last winter or since.- It is quite
possible she . went, on, to - JerseyV or to
Granville, iwhen the storm was over.
That she did not stay in Guernsey I am
quite sure;" : r ' ; : ,
I went away in a fever of anxiety. "L he
woman, who was certainly not a lady,
had inspired me with a repugnance that
I Could not describe. Surely this person
could not be related to Olivia! I tried
to guess in what relationship to her she.
could possibly stand. I felt more chafed
than . I had ever done about Olivia's se
cret. I tried to satisfy myself with the
reflection that I had put Tardif on his
guard, and that he would protect her.
But that did not set my mind at ease. I
never knew a mother, yet who believed
that any other woman could nurse her
sick child as well as herself; and I could
not be persuaded that even" Tardif would
shield Olivia from danger and trouble
as I could, if I were only allowed the
privilege. Yet my promise to Julia
bound me to hold no communication with
her. . - - . - ,
' I had strolled down some of the quieter
streets of the town whilst I was turning
this affair over in my. mind, and now. as 1
crosseti the end of the Rue Haute, I
caught sight of Kate Daltrey -. turning
into a milliner's shop.. There was every
reasonable probability that she would
not come out again soon, for I saw a bon
net reached out of the window. If she
were gone to buy a bonnet she was safe
for; half -an hour,' and Julia would be
I alone. I had felt ar strong desire to see
Julia ever since I returned home. My
mind was made up on the spot. If I
.found her in a gentle mood she would
;first heat of her anger and disappoint
ment. It was a chance worth trying, - If
I -were free to declare to-Olivia my love
for her, I should establish a claim, noon
htjr fnir confidence, and we could laugh
at further difficulties. ; she was of . age,
and:., therefore -mistress of herself. Her
f riehds, represented by this odious, wom
an, ; could, have: nb' legal authority .over
! her.
-- I turned shortly up a side street and
walked as fast as I could towards the
house which was to have been our home.
By a bold stroke I might reach Julia's'
presence. I rang, and the" maid who an;
swered the bell opened wide eyes of as
tonishment at seeing me there. I passed
by quickly.
"I wish to speak to Miss Dobree," I
said. Is she in"the drawing room?",
"Yes, 'sir," she answered, in a hesitat
ing tone. - .-- . - .
I waited for nothing more, but knock
ed at the drawing room door for myself,
and heard Julia call, Come in.
CHAPTER XIV.
J ulia looked very much the same as she.
naa aone that evening when 1 came re
luctantly to tell her that my heart was
not in her keeping, but belonged to an
other. She wore the same kind of fresh,
light muslin dress, with ribbons and lace
about it, and she sac near the window,
with a piece of needlework in her hands
yet she was not sewing, and her hands
lay listlessly on her lap., A mingled feel
ing of sorrow,- pity and shame prevented
me from advancing into the room. She
looked np to see who was standing in the
doorway, and my appearance there evi
dently alarmed and distressed her. : " ,-
"Martin!" she cried. '.
"May I come in and speak to you, Ju
lia?" I asked. .
"Is my aunt worse?" she inquired hur
riedly. - "Are you come to fetch me to
her?"
"No, no, Julia,"' I said; "my mother .is
as well as usual, I hope. But surely you
will let me speak to you after all this
time?" ' tv.'-v ..-'-:'
"It is not a long time," she answered.
"Has it not been long to you?" I asked.
It seems years to me. All life has
changed for me. I had no idea then of
my mother s illness.
"Nor I, she said, sighing deeply.
"If I had known it," I continued, "all
this might not have happened. Surely
the troubles I shall have to bear must
plead with you for me!"
"Yes, Martin," she answered; "yea I
am very sorry for you."
She came forward and offered me her
hand but without looking into my face.
I saw that she had been crying, for her
eyes were red. In a tone of formal po
liteness she asked me if I would not sit
down. I considered it best to remain
standing, as an intimation that I should
not trouble her with my presence for
long. I had no time to lose, lest Kate
Daltrey should come in, and it was a
very difficult subject to approach.
"We were talking of you to-day, she
said at length, in a hurried, and thick
voice. "Aunt is in great sorrow about
you. It preys npon her day and night
that you will be dreadfully alone when
she is gone, and and Martin, she wishes
to know before she dies that the girl in
Sark will 'become your wife."
The words struck like a shot upon my
ear and brain. What! had Julia and my
mother been arranging between them my
happiness and Olivia's safety that very
afternoon Such- generosity was incred
ible. I could not believe I had heard
aright.
"She has seen the girl," continued
Julia, in the same husky tone, "and she
is convinced she is no adventuress. Jo
hanna says the same. They tell me it is
unreasonable and selfish in me to doom
you to the dreadful loneliness I feel. - If
Aunt Dobree asked me to pluck out my
right eye just now, I could not refuse.
It is something like that, but I have
promised to do it." I release you from
every promise you ever made to me, Mar
tin." "Julia!" I cried, crossing ta her and
bending over her with more love and
admiration than I had ever felt before;
"this is very noble, very generous."
"No," she said, bursting into tears; "I
am neither noble nor generous. I do it
because I cannot help myself, with aunt's
white face looking so imploringly at me.
I do not give you up willingly to that girl
in Sark. I hope I shall never see her
or you for many, many years. Aunt says
you will .have no chance of marrying her
till you are settled in a practice some
where; but you are free to ask her to be
your wife. . Aunt wants you to have
somebody to love yon and care for you
after she is gone, as I should have done."
"But you are" generous to consent to
it," I said again. ,"'--
"No," she answered, wiping her eyes
and lifting up her head; "I thought I was
generous; I thought I was a Christian,
but it is not easy to be a Christian when
one is mortified, and : humbled, and
wounded. ; I am a great disappointment
to myself; quite as great as you are to
me. I fancied myself very superior to
what I" am. . I hope you may not be dis
appointed in that girl in Sark.". i" , .
Her hand was lying on her "lap, and I
stooped down and kissed it, seeing on it
still the ring I had given her-when we
were first engaged. She did not look at
me or bid me good-bye, and I Went out
of the house, my-1 veins tingling with
shame and gladness. I met Captain Carey
coming up the street, with a basket of
fine grapes in his hand. . He appeared
very much amazed. . ,
"Why, Martin!", he exclaimed, "can
you have been to see Julia?"
"Yes,'1 I answered. 'J
"Reconciled?" he -said, arching his eye
brows, which were still dark and bnshy,
though his hair was grizzled, . - v
"Not exactly," I replied, with a stiff
smile exceedingly difficult to force; "noth
ing of the sort indeed. Captain, when
will you take me across to Sark 1" -
"Come, come! none of that, Martin,"
he said; "you're on honor, you know.
You are pledged to poor Julia not to visit
Sark again." . -
"She has just set me free," I answered;
and out of the fullness of my heart I told
him all that had just passed between us.
His eyes glistened, .though a film came
across them which he had to wipe away.
"She is a noble girl," he ejaculated; "a
fine, generous, noble girl. J really thought
she'd break her heart over you at first,
but she will come round again now. We
will have a run over to Sark to-morrow."
I felt myself lifted into a third heaven
of delight all that evening. - My mother
and I talked of no one but Olivia. The
present rapture so completely eclipsed the
coming sorrow that I forgot how soon it
would be upon me. I remember now that
my mother neither by word nor sign suf
fered me to be reminded of her illness.
She -listened to .my rhapsodies, smiling
wHfi' her divine, pathetic smile. .There
is 50 love, no love atall, like that of a
mother! ; ... --; ' -''
Swiftly we. ran across the next day,
with; a soft. wind drifting over the sea
and playing upon our faces, and a long
furrow lying m the wake of our boat.
It was almost low tide when we reached
the island. ' I foflnd Tardif's hause com
pletely deserted.- The only siga of life
was a. family of hens clucking about the
fold, ., . .
The door jvas not fastened, and I en
tered, but there was nobody there." I"
stood in the middle of the kitchen and
called, but there was no answer. . Olivia's
door was ajar, and I .pushed it- a little
more open." . There lay books I had lent
her on the table, and her velvet slippers
were ! on the floor, as if they had only
just been taken off. Very worn and'brown
were the little slippers, but they reas
sured' me she had been wearing them a
short time ago. . - : v
' I returned through the- fold. : All. the
place seemed left to itself. Tardif's
sheep were browsing along the cliffs, and
his cows were tethered here and there.
At last I caught sight of a head rising'
from: behind a crag, the rough shock
head of a boy, afld I shouted to him,
making a trumpet with my Jiands.
- "Where ;is neighbor Tardif V: I called.
"Down below there!" he shouted back
again, pointing downwards to the Havre
Gosselin. I did not wait for any further
information, but darted off down the long,
steep gullejr to the little strand, where
the pebbles were being lapped Hazily by
the ripple of the lowering tide. ; Tardif s
boat was within a stone's throw, and I
saw Olivia sitting in the stern ot it. I
shouted again with a vehemence which
made them both start. -
"Come back, Tardif," I cried, "and
take me. with you!"
The boat was too far-off for me to si-e
how my sudden appearance - affected
Olivia. Did she turn white or red at the
sound of my voice? By the time it neared
the shore and I plunged in knee-deep to
meet it. her face was bright with smiles,
and her hands were stretched out to help
me over tne boat s side. ,
If Tardif had not been Jiere I should
have kissed them both. As it was, I
tucked up my wet feet out of reach of her
dress and took an oar, unable to utter a
word of the gladness I felt.
'Whc-e are you going to? I asked, ad
dressing neither of them in particular.
'Tardif was going to row me past the
entrance to the Gouliot Caves," answered
Olivia, "but we will put it off now. We
will return to the shore and hear all your
adventures, Dr. Martin. Yon come upon
us like a phantom and take an oar in
ghostly silence. Are you 'feally, truly
there?" ..
(To be continued.) ,
TURKEY AND PARTRIDGE NESTS.
Owner of the Turkey Found Them it-
tins on a Nest of fc-Kga
A peculiar and unprecedented friend
ship has been found to exist between a
turkey and a partridge near Monti-
cello, N. Y. Herm Cooney, who re
sides on the shores of Silver lake, has
a small flock of turkeys of which he
is justly proud. The queen of the flock
is an especially fine specimen, and has
always proved a perfect domestic mod
el, but for a week past she has been
acting strangely, leaving home in the
morning and not returning until late in
the afternoon. Affairs grew gradually
worse and finally reached the climax
when she did not return home at night.
Mr. Cooney, noticing the absence of
his prize turkey, organized a search
ing party composed of himself and Pat
rick Callery, and started out to search
the woods. The search had progressed
for some time when "they discovered
the missing turkey and by its side was
a large .partridge. The two were cov
ering a large nest and seemed perfect
ly contented. - They were scared off,
and thirteen partridge eggs and nearly
as many turkey eggs were found in the
nest. "-. 1 V-; ' J
. If the partnership between the turkey
and partridge continues to. be agree
able, Mr. Cooney intends doing an ex
tensive business in partridge and tur
key raising next year. J-
That New Educational System. -The
Speers system of imparting use4
ful knowledge to the young, as exem
plified In Chicago, is not a novel one.
With modifications, it is the same sys
tem used in training performing mon
keys and dogs. The learned pig gets
his education by the Speers method,
and so the system may justly claim to
be well grounded. - '
In the Speers system as prepared for
the little bipeds of Chicago, the teach
er points out on the Speers chart the
word "hop." Then the teacher hops and
the children hop. The next word is
"skip," and the teacher skips and the
children .skip. " If ' the next word is
"grin," they all grin. If It is "wink"
they all wink. It Is fun as ' well as
profit, you see especially for the teach
er. When it reaches "flip-flap" and
"summersault" It becomes more so.
"What is that vrord,' George?" says
the fond Chicago father to his bright
offspring.
: "Pronounce it for me, daddy," says
the bright offspring. , ,
" 'Reverse,' " "replies daddy.
"Ah, I know," cries Master George,
and at once stands on his head.
It certainly is a nice system.
Thread Used in Surgery.
The modern surgeon employs In his
work dozens of different kinds ! of
thread for sewing up cuts and wounds.
Among them are . kangaroo tendons,
horsehair, silk and very , fine", silver
wire.; Many of these threads are In
tended to hold for a certain number of
days and then naturally break away
The short, tough tendons taken from
the kangaroo, which are used for sew
ing severe wounds, will hold for about
four weeks before they break away,
Silk thread will remain much longer,
sometimes six months, while the fine
silver wire is practically indestructible.
With the entire outfit a surgeon is
able to select a thread that will last as
long as the wound takes to- heal and
will then disappear completely. . To
accommodate this assortment -"of
threads special varieties W3f-; needles
are- required. Besides -. the i needle
craned in different segments of a cir
cle, surgeons use- needles shaped like
spears, javelins and bayonet points.
Some are as long as bodkins, in a point
like a jniniature knife blade. Others
have the sharpened end triangular. "
"Phtholofrnyrrh," . Spells "Turner."
He walked up to the hotel .register
and signed his name with- a flourish,
"E. K. PhtholognyrrlC : "
- "Look : here. Turner," exclaimed the
clerk; who knew, him well, "are they
hunting for 'you or what? Where do
you get that outlandish name?"
-"Get back, my boy, get back! You're
slow," replied Turner, airily, as he lit
a cigar; "that's my same old name writ
ten in plain English and pronounced as
usual just 'Turner.' - Look at it Of
course I do it just to get them all guessing.-
" They wonder what nation I am
fromr what my name Is. .1 can now
hear people talk about me all round.
It Is, as I said before, English -spelling..
'Phth,' there is the sound of t'
in "phthisis'; 'olo,' there is the tur in
'Colonel ;"gn,' there is the 'n' in Tgnat;
yrrh" is the sound of 'er In 'myrrh.
Now, if that doesn't spell 'Turner' what
does it spell?" :' v - "
3 ; Hens Not Peeling Well. ;
Twelve eggs, sold by a J Brooklyn
dairyman had among them- five that
were decayed. The purchaser returned
them, saying that he wanted the prod
uct of healthy nens. "These," said the
purchaser, "must have been. laid when
the hens were not feeling well." ;
- When a woman meets another wom
an down 'town, she always screams
out In' an excited ,way:. - "Well, what
on earth are you doing down town?"
ORIGIN OF AMERICAN ARMY.
Articles of War Adopted by the Conti
nental Comrremn In 1775.
In the month of June, 1775, the Conti
nental Congress, in session at Phila
delphia, passed three important reso
lutions, writes General Francis V.
Greene in Scribner's. -The first adopt
ed and took over as a continental army
;he force.of New England troops which
under the lead of Massachusetts, had
assembled aUBoston soon after the bat
tles of Lexington and Concord; the sec
ond ; appointed George Washington
general and commander in chief of all
the continental forces, raised or to be
raised, for the defense of American lib
erty;" the third adopted "rules and reg
ulations for the government of the
lrniy" the articles of war, which, mod
ified and amended from time to time.
still govern the army and form the ba
sis of the military law. -
This was the origin of the American
army.. In the intervening 120 years
nearly 5,000,000 men have worn its uni
form; It has conducted with success
five great wars, covering a period of
seventeen years, and numerous minor
campaigns against hostile Indians and
Filipino insurgents; it has been - the
chief instrument In restoring order and
inaugurating civil government after
the war with Mexico, the Civil War,
and the war with Spain; from its ranks
have come eleven of the twenty-four
Presidents of the United States, and
many huudreds of men occupying the
highest civil offices, Governors of
States, Senators and Representatives
in Congress, Cabinet ministers, ambas
sadors and judges of the most import
ant courts. -
For a people who have never sought
war and have only resorted to it when
reluctantly forced to do so, the army
has filled a large place in our history.
RiV. JOSEPH W. CROSS.
Earliest Iivins; Gradnats of Harvard
University.
Rev. Joseph Warren Cross, the earli
est living graduate of Harvard College,
has just celebrated tie ninety-third an
niversary of : h is
birth in his com
fortable home in
Worcester, Mass.
Mr. Cross was grad
uated from Har
vard with the class
of 1828. He was
born at Bridgewa
ter, Mass., in 1808,
and 7 was prepared
for college by Rev.
Pitt Clark at New
ton." Soon after his
graduation he was
married to his first
BKV. CBOSS.
wife, Mary J. Danforth, who died In
1830. At that time Mr. Cross was prin
cipal of Chatham Academy. ' The young
Harvard man studied for the ministry
in the divinity school of his own uni
versity, and also at the Andover Semi
nary, and was called to the pastorate of
the First Congregational Church of
West Boylston, Mass., in 1840. There
after he lived for nearly fifty years in
one house. He was a member of the
State constitution convention in 1853
and of the .legislature in 1873. Al
though approaching bis centennial, Mr.
-Cross Is active,; clear-headed and in
tensely interested In the affairs of the
World at large and of the old univer
sity of which he is a graduate. "
HENRY BATES STODDARD.
Recently Elected Grand Master of the
- Grand Encampment.
Henry Bates Stoddard, who- was
elected grand master of the grand en
campment of the United States Knights
Templar, at the re
cent convention at
Louisville, Ky., is
a native of New
York,, having been
born '. in Essex
County In - 1840.
He has, however,'
been a res ident of
Texas since .his
21st year, and is
now living at Bry
an. He had scarce- h. b. dtuudakd;
ly removed to Texas when he took up
arms for thj South, serving throughout
the war In tne Confederate army. He
was paroled May 15, 18S5, at 'Jackson,
Miss.,1 haying risen to the rank of cap
tain from a private. Since, that time
he has been hi the cotton and cattle
business. He is now one of the leading
cotton brokers of Texas. In the Texas
Volunteer Guard Mr. Stoddard ras a
brigadier general from 1885 until 1893.
In 1867 Mr. Stoddard was prominent in
the relief of the yellow fever stricken
in Texas, remaining in the little town
of Millican when- there were but three
people left who did not have' the dis
ease." He also did heroic work at Gal
veston during that city's hour of need.
He is greatly beloved by his brother
knights...
v . Hs Explanation.
.. "How old are you, Uncle William?"
"Well, suh, 1 wuz bo'n in de time er
de high win." -
- "And yvhen was that?"
"Hit wuz esdurin' er de big freshet,
suh." -
."And when did that occur?"
"Well, suh, hit wuz some time' atter
do stars felled; ter knowackly how ol'
I is, I wuz bo'n w'en dat oak tree yan-
der wuz a small saplln', en lightnin'
hit ol' Marse Ben on de head en broke
his Jug er liquor." Atlanta Constitu
tion. ... r - " .- - ; "-
'The curl tne girls are wearing hang
ing down one side, is called "the
Janice," after Janice Meredith. A We
regret that fiction never evolved a "bald
headed hero so that baldness could be
called the "Chauncey," or ' "Reginald,'
and become the rage. .
Men and women waste a lot of valu
able time feeling sorry for each other.
Folks
A Bona- f ar School.
Some boys, when they come into school
(And some girls, too).
I grieve to be obliged to say
lhat this is what they do:
. They wiggle,
And jiggle;
They hang their heaas.
And giggle;
They twitter.
And titter;
They bounce and flounce
And flitter.
Whatever thoughts their minds may fill,
Xney ve no idea of keeping still.
Some boys, when they take up their books
(And some girls, too).
I weep to be obliged . to say
- lhat this is what they do:
They batter them,
. They tatter them.
They crumple, rumple.
Scatter them;
They scrawl them;
And maul them;
They snatch and pull
And haul them.
It makes me very sad to state
A school-book's is a wretched fate.
St. Nicholas.
What Imaarination Will Do.
Johnny one day had the toothache,
and his face was swollen Just a nttle
like this.
Pretty soon a friend came In, who
spoke of bis swollen fate. Johnny im
agined that it must look worse than
he thought.
A littleyboy, .In passing, said: "Oh,
look at that boy's face!" By this time
Johnny thought the swelling must be
very large indeed.
But when his father came home, and
said, "Why, Johnny, what's the mat
ter with your face?" Johnny felt that
the largest part of him must be a
swollen jaw.
' The KewarJ.
Laura and Bessie Mason were spend
ing a week, at Grandma Strong's.
Grandma was a sprightly old lady, and
although so aged, she did her own
work; and almost the last thing Mam
ma Mason said when her daughters left
her was, "Now, girls, I hope you won't
be a care to your grandma! I'm sure If
you try you can help her in many
ways."
The morning after their arrival, when
they had finished a hearty breakfast -of
broiled chicken and golden corn cakes
with delicious syrup from grandma's
own maple grove, Bessie said, "Do let
us help you do up the work, grandma."
Grandma smiled. "I like to wash
my china myself," she said, "but I'll
tell you, my dears, if you really want
to help me, I'd like to have you sweep
up the kitchen and dining room every
morning. You can take turns at doing
it".
"Well, let me do It this morning,'
then," said Laura. "Bessie is so poky
particular about everything that It
takes her forever and a day! And I'm
in a hurry to run out and play!" :
. Laura went vigorously to work too
vigorously, perhaps, for she tossed the
broom so high, that the dust rose In
great clouds and set grandma sneezing
and made the yellow cat seek refuge
under the stove. He wasn't troubled
there, for I must confess that Laura
didn't sweep under the stove at all.
She slighted other places, too. " She let
the big rocking chair stay where it
was, and merely swept around It;" she
never looked behind the door for bits
of lint collected there; not a corner was
swept, nor did she stir grandma's foot
stooL , : .',,-'. .
Grandma Strong did not say a word.
however. - She went on washing "her
pretty pink and white china, and hum'
med her favorite hymn, "A Charge to
Keep I Have!" -
The next morning it was Bessie's
turn. First of all she dusted the
chairs and set them In a row out In the
entry. Then she took a newspaper and
covered, the stand of plants. "Mamma
says - plants breathe through their
leaves, and it isn't good for them to get
dusty J' she remarked. ; r
She put a newspaper over the little
table on which lay- grandma's work
basket and "Saints' Rest." She remov
ed from the room the garments hang
ing there. Then she began to sweep.
taking short, quick strokes. Not a spot
was left untouched. All the colliers.
behind the lounge, under the stove.
Last of all she lifted up grandma's
footstool.
"Why-ee!" she exclaimed In surprise,
stooping and picking up a tiny round
yellow something. "Here's money! a
real gold dollar!"
"Yes," said Grandma Strong, com
posedly, though her black eyes twin
kled as she looked at Laura. "Yes.
Bessie, I put It there yesterday morn
ing for some little girl, who, in sweep
ing clean, should find " it!" Youth's
Companion.
Why Not the Milk, Tan..
Little Preston's mother, who was
very fond of singing "God Save the
Queen," was horrified one day to hear
the little fellow shouting:" "God save
the milk! God save the milk!", and
took him to task about it.
"Well, mamma," said Preston, "you
are always singing 'God Save the
Cream,' and If He doesn't save the
milk first there won't be any cream."
Thonsht It Warn a Monn,
May, aged 3, was watching her moth
er knead some dough, which squeaked
as the air bubbles were pressed out.
"Mamma," queried the little observer,
"shall I hit your bread with the
poker?"
"What for, dear?" asked her mother.
" 'Cause," replied May,' "I hear a
mousie squealing in It."
One on Papa.
Willie (aged 5) Papa, didn't you tell
me that if I took care of my pennies
my dollars would take care of them
selves? Papa Yes, my son.
Willie Then why didn't your dollars
take care of themselves the other day
when you lost your pocketbook?
WHICH IS THE OLDEST CITY?
Tncson, Ariz., Claims the Honor Over
&t. Augustine and Santa Fe.
Referring to the dispute as to wheth-
ki. auguBuuc iu j? lunua ui oil 11 i.i r t;
in New Mexico is the oldest city within
the confines of the United States, the
Albuquerque Citizen brings a new
claimant into the field In 'the following
paragraph:
"Now come a Mr. Hilzinger, who
gives the date of settlement of Tucson,
Ariz., as 1555, some half a century
earlier than the founding of Santa Fe
or St. Augustine. He bases his claim
upon authentic documents, including a
parchment discovered among the rec
ords of the old mission of San Xavier,
dated 1552, when the settlement was
ordered to be established, and attached
to which Is an account of the founding
of Tucson, written In the hand of Mar
cus de Nlza, who explored Arizona."
In former references to the disputed
claims of St. Augustine and Santa Fe,
says the Rocky Mountain News, this
paper has always maintained that San
ta Fe was the oldest continuously in
habited city in the United States. St.
Augustine was located by the Spaniards
In 1565 and then abandoned. Santa Fe
was founded in 1581 and has been con
tinuously Inhabited ever since. Its ac
tual municipal records beginning in
1604. After the founding of Santa Fe
St. Augustine was relocated. The his-
toric fact is, therefore, that when Santa
Fe was founded there was no St Aug
ustine. Judicial candor would accord
the claim of age to Santa Fe. -
As to the claim in favor of Tucson,
there are grave doubts as to its cor
rectness. It always has been conced
ed that the Spanish expeditions and set
tlements after the conquest of Mexico
by Cortez extended nothward, reached
the Rio Grande at El Paso and thence
along that river arrived at Santa Fe.
Knttfuwinpntlv rhpfr SAttlpfnpnta ortonil.
ed westward across Arizona to south
ern California. If this newly discovered
document is found to be authentic in
Its statements it will become neces
sary to revise the history of the South
west as it is now accepted. Tne con
quest of Mexico by Cortez occurred be
tween 1519 and 1525 and it is exceed
ingly doubtful that only thirty years
later a settlement was made In Arizona.
The probability is that the date has be
come mixed.' . . r
FOUND AN ORIGINAL IDEA.
Critical Hearer Gave Credit to a Pla
KiarlziUK Preacher.
Rev. Dr. B was what Is commonly
termed "a popular preacher," not, how
ever, by drawing on his own stores, but
by the knack which he possessed of
appropriating the thoughts and lan
guages of the great divines who had
gone before him to his own use, and
by a skillful splicing and dovetailing of
passages so as' to make a whole. For
tunately for him those who' composed
his audience were not deeply skilled
in pulpit lore, and with such be passed
for a wonder of erudition.
It happened, however, that the doc
tor was detected In his literary larce
nies. .One Sunday a grave old gentle-
T t i i., m .. l . . i i ,
mail Beuteu iiiuiEseii viuse iu me yuipii.
and listened with profound attention.
The doctor had scarcely finished his
third sentence before the old gentle
man said loud enough to be heard by
those near him: "That's Sherlock."
The doctor frowned, but went on. He
had not proceeded much further, when
his grave auditor broke out with:
"Tfiat's Tillotson." The doctor bit his
lips and paused, but again went on.
At a third exclamation of "That's
Blair" the doctor lost all patience and,
leaning over the side of the pulpit, be
cried: . "Sir, if you don't hold your
tongue you shall be turned out!" -
Without altering a muscle the old
cynic, looking the doctor full ,In the
face,, said, "That's his pwn.".r-Eondoa
Tit-Bits. '
African Railway. :
, The Uganda Railway is now open to
within ninety-five miles of Victoria
Njanza. ,