Corvallis gazette., February 05, 1904, Page 8, Image 8

" Oalr of the Klsi 1
"There goes a truly remarkable
man," commented the native I
think he is the only one of the kind;;
the mcdel was lot."
"In what way is he remarkable T
asked the stranger.
"Why, he is 80 years old, has been
in public life and more or less prom
inent before the people for something
like 60 years, and never yet has been
referred to as 'the grand old man. "
Chicago Post.
Hteln Cm.
He I have been in the next room
asking your father for your hand ia
marriage.
She What was the result?
"Did you hear any noise while I
was in there?"
"Gracious! I should think sol"
"Well, I suppose you've heard that
silence gives consent!" Yonkers
Statesman.
Hia Omlr Objection.
"I love to hear you talk, my dear,"
said Mr. Bickers to his wife, when she
paused to take breath at tne end of .
the second column of a curtain lee- j
ture, "but your volubility is really a
reflection on my wisdom." I
"How so?". . ' I
"Because a word to the wise is suf
ficient." Leslie's' Weekly.
Modest Request.
Mrs. Chatterton I should like to
go shopping this afternoon.
Chatterton But, honest, my dear,
I haven't got a dollar in my poeket!
Mrs. Chatterton (lightly) Oh! '
Well, then, you might give m 98
cents. Puck.
Coaltet Taa He.
Attendant The lion tamer has
been injured and cannot perform to
night. Museum Manager What happened
to him?
Attendant He tried to discharge his
cook this morning. Baltimore Amer
ican. Pretty Safe Gaeaa.
Bill While in New York I wanted a
policeman, and I looked in every direc
tion, but could not see one. As I was
leaving, one suddenly appeared behind
me. Where do you suppose he eame
from?
Crixnsonbeak Why, I guess it's
safe bet that he came from Ireland.
Yonkers Statesman.
Cheered by It.
"You are sure you can support
my daughter in the style to which sine
has been accustomed?" asked the
Heavy Father.
"Sure, Mike," answered' Our Hero,
with the assurance of youth.
''Well, I'm glad to hear it. It's more
than I can afford any longer." In
dianapolis Press.
Poor Fellow;
Hewitt I don't understand what
Oruat can see in the girl he is to
marry.
Jewett Love ia blind, you know.
Hewitt Well, love will have to be
deaf and dumb, too, if he gets along
with her. Brooklyn Life.
Ho Consoles Blaaaelf.
"You know," said his friend, "that
genius has been defined as an infinite
capacity for taking peine."
"H'm!" said the lazy man. "That
rather reconciles me to the fact that
I'm not a genius l1 Puck.
A Lack of Harmwr,
Hen's Interests show a dlffsrene wMe,
Br soma ecoentrlc trick.
If half the world ii satisfied
The other halt must kick.
Washington Star.
CaLaNGBD THE PRE3CRIPTIOK.
Patient Doetor, would yom mind
stopping at the drug store and paying
for this prescription. I'm short of
ahange.
Doetor (hurriedly writing Another
prescription) Excuse me. I made a
mistake. You don't need any nerve
medicine. Chicago Chroniose.
A Brlasr Plaint.
Scarce has the frigid winter left me.
Wit, the ooal bill yet to per.
tatre I hear the sordid query:
v "Leddy. seay ice fdayr
". -Ohio State Journal.
, His Opinion.
What ia your idea of a reformer?"
"Well," answered Farmer Corntoesel,
"rom my limited observation, I should
aay a reformer is a man who ia willing
to promise anything." Washington
fitar. . j
v Pa's War with Tommy.
Tommy I hate to have ma whip me. '
Jimmy Aw wimmen can't hit hard. '
Tommy That's it; pa thinks she ,
don't half do it so he alias gives me j
, too. cnKsago uecora-tierasa. ;
f Other Allarementa. I
ytr, Goodman Why don't you take !
he pledge, my good fellow? j
Jaggabjr Because there are too
nny ct&er things to take. Denver
Times.
A Pleeaaat Helerhbor. I
'Davis Is Scxatchsr a disagreeable
an? i
Strait Disagreeable isn't the name
far it. He's se quarrelsome that he'd
jprevoke a smile, Ally Sloper, . j
HE OTHER. MAN
&
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CHAPTER L
Under the scorching rays of an after
noon sun the limitless expanse of the
African veldt lay shimmering and
quivering in torrid heat.
All around there rose, fold upon fold,
an interminable and maddening suc
cession of low, rounded rises, clothed
to their stony summits with short,
coarse grass and purple karroo bushes,
the reddish soil baked hard by the
drought of the dry season.
Scarcely a sound broke the stillness
of the wilderness; not a wing whirred;
not an Insect buzzed. There was no
spoor or sign of game, large or small
most of it had been killed off long ago.
The grass bent languidly to the faint
draught that came out of the north
as from a furnace mouth.
All nature drooped and panted for
nightfall; the desolation was profound;
the silence was oppressive.
Out of the west, following the wind
ings of a little kloof, there crept a lum
bering, dusty, and dirty white-topped
wagon, of the kind used by traders or
hunters, innumerable creakings. and
groanlngs and shudderings testifying
to many day's journeying with a
"plentiful lack" of axle-grease.
Four poorly-conditioned oxen drew
the cumbersome equipage. The loll
ing tongues of the beasts, their lan
guid, dragging steps, and their lean
condition told eloquently of hard travel
and scanty forage.
By the side of the cattle shambled
two Kaffir "boys," each armed with a
long goad. In front of the team strode
a white man, his naturally white face
tanned to a dusky red, his clothing
soiled and travel-stained from many
nights' sleeping out, his veldt-schoon
in the last stages of dilapidation. Rest
ing in the hollow of his left arm lay a
shining Winchester, the best-kept and
smartest thing In the whole of his
shabby outfit For upon the rifle the
little band of adventurers depended
mainly for their subsistence from day
to day. Game was scarce and shy; the
wagon was none too plentifully stocked
with the bare necessaries of flour, su
gar, and coffee; a poor shot might
mean a supperless bed.
He was a giant in stature fully six
feet two, with the build and brawn of
the pioneer. In age he was on the
better side of 30. A great brown beard
swept his chest, and there was a taw
ny mustache to match, while from
under the front peak of his fore-and-aft
pith helmet there gleamed a clean
cut profile and a pair of keen, Saxon
blue eyes of the kind that are apt to
be i'.'mmed by fatigue or undaunted
by disaster.
Slowly the little caravan plodded on,
the Kaffirs continually urging the
wearied beasts with throaty, clicking
sounds, the white "baas" striding stur
dily along, consulting a pocket-compass
from time to time as the wind
ings of the kloof brought the sun now
upon one hand, and anon upon the
other.
Evening was approaching; not more
than a couple of hours' daylight re
mained; It was time to be thinking of
a camp for the night.
After a more than usually heavy as
cent, the oxen of their own accord
stopped to breathe, the Kaffirs squat
ting listlessly under the wagon out of
the sun. The white man, glancing
back for a moment, strode without
halting to the summit of the nearest
kopje, and there stood shading his eyes
and looking steadfastly -northeast.
Suddenly he was roused by a loud cry:
"Water, baas! I smell water!"
shouted one of the "boys," pointing
in the same direction.
Simultaneously the drooping oxen
picked up their heads, and at their
own accord started onward at a
smarter pace. The "baas" descended
and fell in at the rear of the wagon,
for the Kaffir instinct is infallible, and
water was surely not far away. This
meant not only renewed life for the
cattle, a camping place, and probably,
some game for the pot, bat also the
goal of their journey.
Likewise success or another dismal
failure!
Half a mile was covered in this
fashion, the man in the helmet consult
ing a rude map as he stumbled through
the slippery veldt grass, after which,
with an exclamation of satisfaction, he
called out:
"We must be nearly there, Joey!"
Scarcely had the words left his lips
than the heavy wagon commenced to
move more speedily down an easy
decline, and the weary beasts broke
into a shambling trot.
A sudden turn round the shoul
der of a hill revealed the wider ex
panse of a little valley, perhaps a half
mile broad, through which meandered
a thin ribbon of shallow water, border
ed by a narrow expanse of pebbly
beach that in time of flood would be
entirely covered with a yellow, swirl
ing torrent.
In a trice the wagon stopped, the
oxen were unhitched and galloping
towards the water, into the center of
which they waded knee-deep, drinking
greedily of the precious fluid. This
done, they proceeded to wallow in the
stream, after which they turned their
attention to the more succulent grass
growing near by.
Although the near-by kopjes were
casting long shadows eastward, there
was yet more than r.n hour of daylight.
Methodically and silently the younger
native proceeded to unpack the scanty.
rXEDXRIC RXDDALE
Uppinoott company.
camp utensils and build a fire, while
Joey, taking a gun from the bed of
the wagon, sneaked off up-stream in
quest of an eland, a harte-beeste, or a
klipspringer buck. .
. The white man, leaving all these de-:
tails to his "boys," strode off in the
contrary direction down-stream, ap
parently at random and as though he
were likewise looking for game, until
out of sight around a bend. , Then his
whole demeanor changed. He at
tentively studied the dried-up shore on
either hand, crossing the exposed river,
beach diagonally from the farther
margin of caked bluish clay to the strip
of coarse gravel and pebbles that
bordered the water's edge. '
Apparently the Indications were
satisfactory. Bending nearly double,
he eagerly scanned the patches of
pebbles, scratching here and there with
his fingers, and letting the stufl winnow
through his hand. .' y I
Suddenly, with an ejeculatkm of
pleasure and triumph, he dropped his
weapon and began to pick up pebbles
here and there. Curious dirty-looking,
stones they were, grayish white and'
rusty, but having strange fiery gleams
in" their depths.
With feverish haste he produced a
stout canvas bag, holding perhaps
a quart, tied with leathern thongs.
Greedily he continued his quest, pick-
SUDDENLY HE DROPPED HIS WEAP
ON AND BEGAN TO PICK UP PEB
BLES HERE AND THERE.
ing up stones apparently at hap-haz-ard,
but really with the quick selection
of the expert Some of them were
hardly bigger than a pea, many others
were as large as a marble or a hazel
nut, a few even larger. X j
Now, it is a blessed peculiarity of
precious stones, cut or uncut, rough or!
polished, set or unset, that a fortune ,
may be contained in one very small
compass. And although mere size does
not always count in assessing the value
of a stone, yet those which our pros- j
pector had gathered might be expected
to be worth anywhere from a hundred j
to a thousand pounds apiece. For in
knocking about the diamond fields he!
had become something of a connoisseur, i
and in picking over this new field he !
had with quick decision selected only i
the finest specimens, albeit only in the
rough.
The whole "claim," when properly :
exploited, would doubtless prove to be
very rich, and of this claim he was .'
of course the owner by right of dis- '
covery, in which the drastic mining
laws of the colony would jealously pro
tect him.
An hour sufficed to fill the bag, the ''
mouth of which he quickly fastened .
and flung it on the sand. Then, raising j
his clenched fists towards the heavens, !
cried in a voice hoarse with excitement
and triumph:
"At last! At last!"
With a grim smile lifting the
corners of his tawny mustache he gave
the bag a kick and thus apostrophized
its contents:
"There you are, my beauties! This
is my claim, and I'm one of the richest
men in South Africa!"
For that dirty canvas bag held twice
a double handful of diamonds, and the
claim would be worth no man could
say how much. Richard Dysart's quest
was ended; he had found a virgin de
posit of those precious white stones,
for which, not two hundred miles
away, in Kimberly, an army of white
men and Kaffir slaves were madly tear
ing out the bowels of the continent
Dysart picked up the bag, walked to
where he had thrown down his Win
chester, and turned his face towards
ramp. A distant rifle shot rang out at
that instant and apprised him that Joey
had probably brought down their
supper.
"Confound the fellow!" he muttered.
"I wish he hadn't fired the gun!"
The sun had disappered below the
hills to the westward, and in less than
a quarter of an hour it would be dark.
Coming in sight of camp, he dis
covered Joey in the act of skinning
and cutting up a young buck, while
the other boy was tending a cheerful
fire built of drift wood left high and
dry on- the river bank.
Flinging himself down by the fire,
the precious bag by his side, Dysart
removed his helmet, baring his white
forehead to the cooling night-breeze,
which was even now. briskly fanning
the fire.
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I
A3 he sat there, plans for the futuro
came trooping through his brain. Now
he could go home to England. The
weary years of wandering, hardship,
and ill-luck were all behind him. " He
saw himself taking his proper place
once more among his fellows, wealthy
beyond the most sanguine dreams of
ambition or avarice. No more sleeping
out on the veldt, frozen by night and
roasted by day for your African des
ert, even within 20 degrees of the
equator, is as cold as Labrador between
sunset and sunrise. ' There was a
gentleman's estate, good society, and
pleasures innumerable at the end of
the journey! !
And a wife, perhaps the queenly
Marcia Churchill.
They had laughed at him in Kim
berly when he talked of a new
diamond country away off to the north
east, and no one had faith enough in
his scheme, based on a story heard
from an old Kaffir, to lend him a paltry
100 pounds for an outfit Well, the
laugh was his now! Hewould be a
diamond king! : ,
Through all his visions of the past
with its cruel hardships, and of the
future with its golden triumphs, there
floated a fair face a woman's face
crowned with an aureole of dusky hair,
framing a pair of steadfast gray eyes
that could look a man through and
through, and forever banish falsehood
and guile.
But perhaps she had not waited!
Ah, in that case and with a sudden
tightening of the chest Dysart half
rose to his feet, showing himself full
in the ruddy glare of the fire.
As if in answer to the cruel thought
from out of the darkness across the
narrow stream there was an angry spat
of flame, a sharp report, and with a
groan Richard sank back as though
lifeless, shot through the body!
A sound of hurried and 'scrambling
footsteps, a sudden plashing in the
shallow water, and then there appeared
out of the darkness whence the shot
had come the form of a man running
swiftly. He made straight for the si
lent figure of his victim, grabbed the
bag of diamonds lying by his side, and
vanished in the blackness whence he
had come.
A life-tragedy in the space of two
hundred ticks of the watch!
The two Kaffir boys, startled by the
shot, saw only the silent form of the
"baas" and the swiftly moving appari
tion that seemed to swoop down upon
them out of the African night
With a simultaneous yell they
dropped their tasks and fled into the
surrounding blackness. Richard Dy
sart was left alone dying, perhaps
dead alone on the veldt, treacherously
and cruelly robbed of his hard-won
treasure!
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CHAPTER II.
When two men fall out who are
closely allied by blood or by friendship
the breach is apt to be all the more
deadly and bitter than if they had been
only mere acquaintances.
And when the same men quarrel
over a woman, covertly or openly, be
ware of the consequences, for a very
pretty feud is apt to ensue.
It was Richard Dysart's misfortune
to be born the younger son in a family
long in lineage but short in wealth.
He was bred to the law, having hopes
of family influence and preferment in
that quarter, his own taste being for
the army. But old Sir Arthur Dysart,
his father, had his own way, and Rick
religiously kept his terms and ate
his dinners at the Temple.
The elder brother, also named Arthur
there had always been a Sir Arthur
Dysart since Charles Second's time
was of a studious turn, being slight
and dark in stature and complexion,
presenting a complete antithesis to his
Berserk younger brother. In tastes
and likings they were also at opposites.
Arthur seldom shot over his father's
preserves; Rick was never so happy
as when he had a gun over his shoulder
and a good dog at heel. Arthur loved
books and flowers and music, and was
something of a colorist; Rick almost
hated the sight .of a book, and esteemed
a ride to the hounds worth more than
a library of Elzevirs, and the merry
toot of the huntsman's horn prettier
than a classic symphony.
But it must not be inferred that
Arthur was by any means a milk-sop
he was a type of the modern English
gentleman, than whom there is none
finer on God's footstool; and if his
pursuits were of the more peaceful
order, he could, nevertheless, be trusted
to hold his own anywhere and with
anybody.
Now, the Dysart acres were strictly
entailed, and as a younger son Richard
Dysart could not expect more than
a modest inheritance. Old Sir Arthur
had foreseen this, and managed to lay
by a few hundreds which at his death
he intended to bequeath to Rick to tide
him over the briefless days that come
to every budding barrister. Stella Dy
sart, the sister,, was amply provided
for, her mother's jointure having been
settled upon her absolutely.
But the will, put off from day to
day, was never made, and one morning
the old baronet came a cropper over
his horse, was carried home with a
broken neck, and a new Sir Arthur,
tenth of his line, reigned at Denecroft
The latter was perfectly cognizant
of his father's intentions respecting
his brother, and meant to scrupulously
carry them out, when an unexpected
obstacle occurred, to wit, a bitter and
acrimonious quarrel betwixt ?'the
brothers.
Marcia Churchill was the woman in
the case, daughter of old Squire
Churchill, the reigning beauty of at
least three counties, at this time in
the heydey of her social triumphs.
Perhaps because Marcia Churchill
and Stella Dysart were representatives
of two distinct types of beauty they
were pretty close friends. Marcia
might have stood for one of DuMauri
er's women, for she was tall and
stately, patrician, and severely beauti
ful. Stella Dysart scarcely came up
to her shoulder, being as petite and as
pretty as a Dresden shepherdess.
. The four young people had known
one another from childhood, when
they romped together in the woods of
- Denecroft or roamed over the daisy
meadows of Gatewood, the Churchill
p.operty. As boys the two Dysarts
vied with each other as to who should
be Marcia's champion, and with char
acteristic feminine impartiality she
showered her favors upon each in turn.
Now it was Arthur's week, and again
Richard would be her knight
The rivalry continued, more quietly
but fully as intense, after the brothers
came back from Cambridge, but both
of them feared to put the question of
precedence to the test Marcia went
through two seasons scathless and ap
parently heart-free, so perhaps her
mind was made up after all.
If Arthur Dysart had the advantage
of the heirship on his side and of
nearness to the Churchill estates while
Richard was grinding away at his
lawbooks in London, the latter had his
own, little compensations, for he saw
the girl constantly during the season,
and lost no occasion of quietly keeping
himself to the fore. Richard divined
somehow that Arthur would not pro
pose while his father lived, and so
was content to wait hoping the while
that his own ship would come into
port
Matters were at this stage of truce
and tension when there came the news
of Sir Arthur's death.
Richard went down for the funeral,
and. then it was discovered that there
was no will. Immediately his position
flashed upon him; he was absolutely
dependent upon his brother's bounty,
for naturally his allowance stopped
with the demise of his father. It also
dawned upon him that now Marcia
would be called upon to make a de
cision, and that she would perhaps pre
fer a baronet de facto and dejure to
a penniless young barrister with no
law and few facts in his favor.
It is hot surprising, then, that he
felt very much like a modern Esau,
and in no pleasant mood, when, oh
the third day after the funeral, as the
brothers were at breakfast, the new
Sir Arthur said, in his hesitating habit
of speech:
"Er er Rick, if you're not going
out this morning I should like a word
with you."
Sir Arthur had what is called a bad
manner; he was .self-conscious and
bashful to a degree; upon ordinary
occasions he was apt to hesitate and
falter and flounder, although at other
times and upon other topics where he
was sure of his ground he could be
terse and even epigramatic.
Rick looked up from his letters, and,
being ; in the "dumps," as he would
have expressed it, merely grunted an
assent
Nothing more was said until the
meal was ended. Then, leaning back
in his leather chair and lighting a
cigar Sir Arthur abhorred tobacco he
said sulkily, sarcastically giving his
brother his title f
"Well, 'Sir Arthur, what is it?"
It was not a very inviting opening.
Yet it may be conceded that fate had
certainly not been kind to Richard.
At bottom he loved his brother, and
, in his heart he knew that Sir Arthur
wanted to do the right thing. But a
perverse humor held him that' morn
ing, and he would make no effort at
complaisance or conciliation.
Sir Arthur flushed painfully at Rick's
carelessly contemptuous tone. He rose
and went to the window, where he
stood in silence while the second-hand
of the old clock ticked solemnly half
way round its dial.
"I I want to put things right, old
man," he said at length, facing inward,
towards Rick, who sat moodily smok
ing, his cigar tilted towards the ceil
ing. "Do you? That's kind!" was the
curt rejoinder.
The baronet looked at his brother in
mute surprise; the hot color flamed
in his sallow face and as suddenly
left it paler than its wont He had
never before seen Rick like this. But
he controlled himself and went on, a
little more fluently, ap though the other
had not spoken.
"Yes. I happen to know what
father's intentions were about money
matters,' and I am prepared to carry
them Out to the letter."
"Did he tell you to do it?" inquired
Rick laconically.
"You remember he never spoke after
they carried him home," said Sir
Arthur reproachfully, "but I knew from
what he said to me at times that you
were to be taken care of that you
would have been provided for if there
had been a will and I simply mean to
act in his stead."
All this was certainly very fair and
generous, and the baronet looked ex
pectantly at Richard for some sign of
a relenting humor. But the perverse
devil which clutched his heart-strings
would permit no relaxation, and the
only response was a monosyllabic and
irritating
"Well?"
Sir Arthur's patience was giving
way, and signs of the Dysart temper
appeared in the shape of certain
twitchings and indentations of the
nostrils, yet he kept himself in hand
wonderfully. . .
"There is not much ready cash, Rick
you know there never has has been,"
he went on, "but father set aside certain
sums which you were to have at his
death. I believe the amount is now
something dike a couple of thousand
pounds, and this shall be paid in to
your account as soon as the lawyers
can arrange it"
"Thanks awfully," drawled Richard.
He knew in his heart that Sir Arthur
was acting nobly and generously, even
as he would have acted had their posi
tions been reversed. Yet back of It all
was the knowledge, common to each,
that a woman had come between them,
that they both loved her, and that only
one of them could possess her. This
hardened both of them. . . - --
But Richard had begun the interview
badly, and the Dysart pride, which was
fully as, bad as the Dysart temper,
would . not let him 'descend . from his)
lofty perch. And although he knew he
was wronging his brother grievously
by the suspicion, the fiend within com
pelled him to continue ,
"And so you wash your hands of
me, and I can go to the devil with your
two thousand pounds!"
Sir Arthur's patience was exhausted,
and even his affection could not with
stand this last thrust, coupled with,
what had gone before. Still, as Rick
waxed hot, he grew cool. -
"It is a matter of complete indiffer
ence to me what you do or where you
go," he retorted icily. "I have done my
duty. More you could not ask; mors
you shall not have. I wish you good
morning and a better temper!" ,
' With these words he turned away,
and was for stepping out on the lawn.
But in a couple of strides Richard was
by his side, a strong hand on his
shoulder, so as to swing him round,
and they stood face to face, one as hot
as molten iron, the other as cool as
chilled steel. .
(TO BE OOTINUED.)
Corvallis & Eastern Railroad.
TIME CARD.
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Arrives Albany 12 :15 p. a.
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No.
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Arrives Detroit 12 ;20 p
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v
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Leaves Detroit
Arrives Albany
i Train Ne. 1 arrives in
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Albany in
3. P. south
. bound train, as well as giving two or
three hours in Albany before departure
i of S. P. north bound train.
! Train No. 2 connects with the S. P.
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direct service to Newport and adjacent
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giving ample time to reach the Springs
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weekly; M, for monthly; S M, tor semi nonthly.
I The first price represents the subscription rate of
the publication alone, and the second the rate for
',he publication offered in conjunction with the
semi-weekly GAZETTE.
i Oregon Agriculturist and Rural Northwest, Port
I land, or., S.W., 60 cents; $1.80.
I Oregouiau, Portland, Or., W., $1.60; 2.66.
I , Rural Spirit, Portland, Or., Contains a live-stock
j market report, W., S2.00; 2.55.
Pacific Christian Advocate Por and. Or., W..
' $2.00. 3.05.
i The Thr:ce-a-Week World, New York, T. W.,
tl.00; 2.20.
! Homestead, Des Moines, Iowa, A thorough' stock
' and farm journal, W., $1.00; 2.30.
The Republic, St. Louis, Mo S. W., 91.00; 2.06.
The American Farmer, Indianapolis, Ind., Live
stock, farm and poultry journal, 11., 50 cents; 1.05.
i Boston Cooking School Magazine, Bi-M., 66 cents;
1.90.
! Young People's Weekly, Chicago, 111., W., 60 cen
j $1.90.
! C ncinnati Inquirer, Cincinnati, W., (1.00; 2.06.
i The Fruit Growers' Journal, Cobden , I1L, M.,
. 60 cents; $1 75.
1 Farm, Field and Fireside, Chieago, 111., 'W., $1.00;
2 1
) Farm and Fireside, Springfield, Ohio, 8. W.,
60 cents; 1.75.
I Women's Home Companion, Springfield, Ohio,
$1.00; 2.15.
I Lippincott's Magazine, Philadelphia, Pa., M.,
$2.50; 3.25.
I E 'rv Month (Music, Song and Dance), New York
'., 1.00; 82.15.
The Century Ma -azine, New York, H.,$4.00; 8 05
Eo rl's Dairyman, Fort Atkinson. Wis., The
best most up-to-date dairy journal in the world, W.,
1.00; 2.30.
Oregon Poultry Journal, Salem, Or., M., 60
cents; 1.80.
The Designer, New York, Standard Fashions, M
$1.00; 2.35.
Pocket Atlas of the World, 381 jiages, containing
colored maps of all the states and territories in the
United Stttes, the province of the dominion of
Canada, i n I of every country and civil division on
the face oi the e o c. Also valuable statistical in
formation ahcut each state and county, giving the
population of every large city in the wor esides
other valuable information. A handy -reference
work for every person; with Corvallis G sttb one
year, 2.00.
American Agriculturist, Chicago, 111., including
copy of Year Book and Almanac, W., $1.00; 2.30. .
St. Louis Globe-Democrat, St. Louis, has no riva
as a great modern newspaper, T. W., $1.00; 2.16.
The Weekly Inter-Ocean, Chicago, W., $1.00; 1.90.
The Cosmopolitan Magazine, New York, M.,
and Atlas of the World, bound in cloth, 6tt pages of
latest maps; $ ; 2.85.
The Outing .Magazine, New York, M., $3,00; 3.80.
Pacific Homestead, Salem, Or. W.,$1.00; 2.30.
Table Talk, Philadelphia, M., $1.00; 2.15.
American Homes, Knoxville, Tenn., M., $1.00;
2.30.
McClure's Magazine, New York, M., $1.00; 2.40.
Twice-a-Week Courier Journal, Louisville, Ky.,
one of the best papers from the great South, T. W.,
$1.00; 2.05.
"Dairy Fortunes," a neat, well written book of
201 pages on all questions concerning dairying,
feeds and feeding, the constituent properties of all
kinds of feed; 39 combinations terming well
balanced rations for dairy cows. Every dairyman
should have it. Price with the Corvallis Uazktts
one year, $2.50.
CHean Sutidav Rates RpfwM
J Portland and Willamette
, Valley Points
Low round trip rates have been placed
i effect between Portland and Willam
ette Valley points, in either direction.
Tickets will be sold
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and limited to return on or before the
following Monday.
Rate to ob From Cokvallis, (3 00
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