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About The news=record. (Enterprise, Wallowa County, Or.) 1907-1910 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 29, 1909)
OREGON STATE ITEMS OF INTEREST . WILD FRUIT GOOD. Old Orchards in Coast Range Without Care Give Fine Results. Cottage Grove Lincoln Taylor, who recently returned from an outing in the coast mountains, says he found a great many vacated homes throughout the section visited by him and the or chards, planted years ago by the home steaders, have gone wild and the fruit is to be found in great abundance. Bears, coons and other fruit eating animals have infested the orchards in many places and the limbs have been badly broken, but that has not affected the bearing quality of the trees. Mr. Taylor says there is rarely a case of scale or other disease to be found on any of the trees, and the cod tin moth is not in evidence. This is splendid evidence in favor of the entire coast range as fruit producing sections. Henry H. Veatch too, while on a hunting trip on Cedar creek, about eight miles from Cottage Grove, came upon a splendid orchard that had been entirely taken by the fir timber. He brought out fair samples of the apples, which surpass anything to be found on the lower levels in size, color and aro matic excellence. The fruit resembies the Gravenstein quite strongly, but is more highly colored and measures more than 10 inches in circumference. On the William Landess ranch, just east of town, there is a fine Crawford peach orchard in the fir timber which is heavily laden with beautiful fruit. BIG ORCHARDS PLANTED. Benton County Farmers Going in for Apple Culture. T Corvallis The Western Oregon Fruit company, of which Judge Bortb and J. W. Polk, of Grants Pass, are the principal stockholders, will begin planting 1,000 acres to apples and pears October 1. This company has purchased 1,700 acres near Monroe, Benton county, comes into possession October 1 and expects to plant fully 1,000 acres this fall. The Oregon Apple company will also begin planting at the earlieBt date pos sible. This company owns 800 acres south of Corvallis and has ordered trees to plant 600 acres to apples and pears at once. This company owns some of the sightiiest land in Benton county. The Willamette Orchard company, which recently purchased the famous Samuel Wyatt farm, two miles west of Corvallis, is preparing to plant 126 acres this fall. Mayor Virgil E. J Wattes, who put 40 acres of the Pleasant View fruit farm to apples this spring, will add 20 acres this fall. There have been many small acre ages set to fruit this year and it is expected that fully 2,000 acres of new orchard will be set out in Benton county by January 1. Filling Farmers' Warehouses. La Grando. Over 15,000 bushels of grain are already stored in the farmers unlou warehouse at Island City, al though the roof on the building is not yet complotod. The union la yet in its infancy in Union county, but the farm era ere working togother splendidly, and it is thought that bofore the stor ing aoason is over 30,000 bushels of whnut will bo in this warehouse. The whoat is poolod and hold in the ware house for snlo, and whon the buyers puruhuso the grain it will be con veniently near the muiii line of the railroad for sliipmont. Work on Branch to Begin. Albany J. B. Eddy, right of way agent of the Southern Pacific, states that work will begin on the Lebanon Crabtree branch next week. He was in Albany en route to Portland from Lebanon where he has completed se curing rights of way for this branch. It will be eight miles long and Connect the north and south ends of the Wood-burn-Springfield line, not now operated because of the wrecked bridge across the South Santiam. Send Display East. Hood River Hood River is prepar ing a disDlay of fruit at the National Irrigation congress to be held in Chi cago in November. The Hood River Aople Growers' union expects to send a car of the finest apples to the great how. Thomas Persons is in Hood River taking scenes of the apple in dustry with a moving picture camera. These will be used in connection with the display of fruit Hophoute and Crop Burns. Woodburn The Kendall hophouse, east of Woodburn, burned last week together with 14,000 pounds of this year's bops, which bad been contract ed at 9 cents. The building was owned by Frank Kendall ani rented by Lee Kendall. The cause of the fire is un known. The building and contents were insured in the Hopgrowers' Fire Insurance company. Cove Fruit Goes East. Cove Stackland Bros., probably the largest fruitraisers in the Grand Ronde valley, are shipping mixed fruits to the Eastern markets. Plums, pears, crabapplea and apples are in season and a full crew is at work in tbeorchard. Two can were shipped last week and two more have been forwarded this week. Record Yield of Oats. " La Grand. The largest yield of oats roported in the valley is reported by W. D. Sawyer, of the Pleree-Sawyer ranch, close to Hot lake. Off of 120 acres of oats the yield was 10,370 bush els. This is close to 83 bushels to the acre, . BIG FRUIT TRACT BOUGHT. Eastern Capitalists Purchase 1,200 Acres in Rogue Valley. Grants Pass. One of the largest deals to take place in Rogue river fruit lands occurred a few days ago, when a representative of Eastern capitalists 'purchased the S. II. Kiggs property, consisting of 12G0 acres. This is one of the finest bodies of land in the county, and is supplied with 2000 inches or more of water from tho Ap plcgate river. Its former owners found much profit in raising three crops of alfalfa each year, and selling it at from $15 to $20 a ton, but it has now be come so profitable to raise fruit that three hay crops do not produce suf ficient revenue to satisfy the fruit raiser. The buyer and his associates will take possession of the premises on the first day of January, and they will at that time put on a largo force of men to lay out the tract in an ideal manner, with convenient avenues run ning in every direction, in order to make it the largest tract of land de-. voted to fruit alone in Kogue river valley. The entire premises will bo planted as rapidly as possible in poaches, pears and commercial apples. This place formerly belonged to Con sul II. B. Miller, but last year it was sold to 8. H. Riggs, who kept it nine months, raised several hundred tons of alfalfa hay, and sold out at a price up into six figures. Irrigation Near Vale. Vale D. M. Brogan, the Seattle capitalist, who is constructing a large irrigation project on Willow creek about 24 miles from Vale, is meeting with great success and encouragement in the reclamation of 30,000 acres of land just north of the project recently rejected by the government because of lack of funds. Several ranches have been purchased from settlers and three reservoirs will be constructed, the water to be taken from Willow creek and its tributaries. A railroad is be ing built from Vale to Brogan, the townsite of the project. Forest Ranger Examination. Bend The examination for the posi tion of forest ranger in the Deschutes national forest will be held at Prine ville October 16 and 17. At these ex aminations applicants are put through a severe test of their abilities in the various branches of forest work, from cruising to road and bridge making. One of the most important features of the work of foresters in this region is the supervision of cattle and sheep ranging in the reserve, where the herds and bands are pastured in the summer months. Coos Has Another Line Marshfield The Coos Bay Electric Railway company has just been incor porated, . with a capital stock of $1, 500,000. The incorporators are James H. Flanagan, W. S. Chandler and F. C. McCollom. Those connected with the movement say their plans are not sufficiently developed to make any statement of the purpose of the com pany. Mr. Flanagan is a local banker and Mr. Chandler is a San Franciscan interested extensively in Coos bay. PORTLAND MARKETS. Wheat Bluestem, 96c; club, 87c; red Russian, 86 e; valley, 90c; fife, 87c; Turkey red, 87c; 40-fold, 89$c. Barley Feed, $25.6026; brewing, $26.50()27 per ton. Oats No. 1 white, $27(27.25 per ton. Hay Timothy, Willamette valley, $15(0)16 per ton; Eastern Oregon, $17.60(fi)18.60; alfalfa, $14; clover, $14; cheat, $1314.60; grain hay, $15(0)16. Butter City creamery, extras, 86c ; fancy outside creamery, 3336c; store, 21 22c per pound. Butter fat prices average 1 &c per pound under regular butter prices. Eggs Oregon ranch, candled, S2)4e per dozen. Poultry Hens, 1617e per pound; springs, 1617c; roosters, 910c; ducks, young, 14(15c; geese, young, 10llc; turkeys, 20c; squabs, $1.76 2 per dozen. Pork Fancy, 9(10c per pound. Veal Extra, 10(i)10c per pound. Fruits Apples, $12.25 per box; pears, 60c$1.25; peaches, 76cT$1.25 per crate; cantaloupes, $50c(o$1.25; plums, 26ffi60c per box ; watermelons, leper pound; grapes, 40c($1.25 per crate; Concords, 26c per basket; casa bas, $1.602 per crate; quinces, $1.60 per box. Potatoes 75c(o$l per snck; aweet potatoes, 2e per pound. Onions $1.25 per sack. Vegetables Beans, 46c per pound ; cabbage, IGflcj cauliflower, 75c(S $1.25 per dozen; celery, 60(fi)76c; corn, 18($20c; cucumbers, 1025c; onions, 12X16c; peas, 7c per pound; pep pers, 45c; pumpkins, &glc; squash, 6e ; tomatoes, 60c per box. Hops 1909 Fuggles, 20(821c per pound; clusters, nominal; 1908 crop, 17c; 1907 crop, 12e; 1906 crop, 8c. 'Wool--Eastern Oregon, 16(g23c per pound; valley, 2325c; mohair, choice, 23(ii)25c. Cattle Steers, top quality, $4.25JT 4.50; fair to good, $4; common, $3.60 firS.75; cows, top, $3.60; fair to good, $8613.25 ; common to medium, $2.60 2.75; calves, top, $5ffi5.60; heavy, $3.60(34; bulla, $22.26; stags, $2.60 3.60. Hogs Best, $8; fair to good, $7.75 m 85; stackers, $67j China fats, $7.608. Sheep Top wethers, $44.25; fair to good, $3.60((i3.76; ewes, Xc less on all grades; yearlings, best, $44.26; fair to good, $3.60(33.75; spring lambs, $5.265.60. HILL GIVES PRIZES. Railroad Builder Helps Cry Farming Congress With Cups. Billings, Mont, Sept 27. Five sil ver cups, aggregating $220 in value, will be features of the list of prizes offered by James J. Hill, chairman of the board of directors of the Great Northern railway, for best exhibits at the International Dry Farming exposi tion which will be held at Billings, Montana, October 25-29, in connection with the Fourth Dry Farming congress, October 26-28. George J. Ryan, gen eral industrial airent of tho ciraat Northern, has sent to the headquarters oi me congress at Billings a list of the prizes and the conditions under which they will be awarded. The acm-nontA value of all the prizes is $1,000. This awara Dy Mr. Mill is similar to that made by him in the case of the Omaha Corn exposition, with the exception that the cup feature is made a special one in favor of the Dry Farming con gress. In regard to the cash . prizes, Oregon, Washington and Montana are given the same liBt, thereby eliminat ing the competition of one state against another where conditions for certain crops might be better in one state than the other. BURNING LAKE STUDIED. Adventurous Spirits Go Into Crater of Active Volcano. Honolulu, Sept. 27. L. M. Hale, J. Reynolds, and Earnest Mohpb n grapher, descended today into the pit oi ine crater oi Mount Kilaueau, re maining half an hour on the edge of a burning lake of lava and fire. This is the first time that this feat has been accomplished. The members of the party ventured almost to the rim of the seething lake and attempted to take photographs. The heat was intense and at times the adventurers walked over partially molten areas. After completing their observations, they returned safely to the rim of the crater, where half a dozen friends had witnessed the descent. Kilaueau is one of the largest active volcanoes in the world, on the east slope of Maunaloa, Hawaii island. Its altitude is 4,400 feet and the circum ference of its crater is about nine miles, with a depth varying from 700 to 1,100 feet, depending upon the level of the molten lava. Violent eruptions occurred in 1797, 1844 and 1866, and since the latter date there have been several outbreaks of less severity. ENGINEERS TO YIELD. Settlement of Miners' Differences In Butte in Sight. Butte, Mont, Sept. 27. Although no definite statements have yet been made by either side, it developed late tonight that there is plausible prospect that the differences existing between the Brotherhood of Stationary Engin eers No. 1 and the Butte Miners' union may be settled, and the miners will re turn to their work at the various prop erties before tomorrow morning. It is known that certain overtures have been made to the engineers by the officers of the miners' union, and it is quite probable the engineers will make certain concessions which will be ac cepteable to the miners. Whether the concessions will be permanent and whether they will involve a return of the seceding engineers to the Western Federation of Miners, it was impossi ble to ascertain. The adjustment will be reached, it is believed, without bringing the mining companies into the controversy, either as arbitrators or because of their influ ence, and it is highly probable that there will be nothing for Charles Moy er, president of the Western Federation of Miners, to settle when he arrives. Omaha Strike Nears End. v Omaha, Sept 27. Chances of end ing the streetcar employes strike seemed favorable tonight President Wattles, of the car company, after a meeting with the municipal officials tomorrow, will make a plain state ment of what conditions would be ac ceptable to the company. The strik ing employes, he says, will be given an opportunity to accept his conditions. In a disturbance just before the cars stopped running for the day, James Murphy, a conductor, was knocked down and seriously injured. Launch Sinks, 80 Drown. Victoria, B. B., Sept 27. Mail ad vices from the Orient tell of a ship dis aster on the West river of South China, involving' a loss of 80 lives. The launch Wo On, from Weichu for Ho Yuen, on August 11 capsized three miles from her destination. The acci dent was caused by the strong current Twenty of her 100 passengers wefe saved by swimming and by clinging to wreckage. .The Chinese authorities at Weichu chartered a steam launch, which proceeded to the scene to recover the bodies of the victims. Reyes Goes to Europe. Monterey, Mexico, Sept 27. Fol lowing the resignation of General Ber nardo Reyes from the presidency of the local casino, it is rumored here that General Reyes is preparing to leave Mexico and to take up his residence in Europe. Much color is lent to the re ports due to the fact that the borne of General Reyes, valued at $90,000, is for sale. It is not believed that Reyes has intentions of leaving Mexico until after tho elections. Johnson's Will Is Found. St Paul, Sept 27. It waa learned today that Governor Johnson had left a will bequeathing all bis estate, which nrobablv will aptrrecat I2K OOA tn Ma widow. i The Main Chance a ' BY Meredith Nicholson CorvaiOHT 1903 Tn Bobbs-Mbkkill Con paht CHAPTER XXI. The night wind of the plain blew cold in their faces as they stepped out upon the Great River platform. There was a hint of storm in the air and clouds rode swiftly overhead. The voices of the train men and the throb of the locomotive, rest ing for its long climb mountainward, broke strangely upon the silence. ' A great figure muffled in a long ulster came down the platform toward the vestibule from which the trio had descended. "Hello," called R&ridan, cheerily, "there's only one like that! Good morn ing, Bishop!" "Good morning, gentlemen," said Bish op Delafield, peering Into their faces. The waiting porter took his, bags from him. "Has the boy been found yet?" "No." "I should have gone on home to-night If I had known that But what are you doing here?" . Raridan told him in a few words. They were following a slight clue, and were going over to the old Polndexter place, in the hope of finding Grant Porter there. Saxton was holding a colloquy with the driver of the station hack who had come In quest of passengers, and he hurried off with the man to get a buckboard. The conductor signaled with his lan tern to go ahead, and the engine answer ed with a doleful peal of the bell. The porter had gathered up the bishop's things and waited for htm to step aboard. "Never mind," the bishop said to him ; "I won't go to-night" The train was al ready moving and the bishop turned to Raridan and Wbeaton. "I'll wait and see what comes of this." "Very well," said Raridan. "We won't need our bags. We can leave them with the station agent." Wheaton stepped forward eagerly, glad to have something to do ; be had not slept and was grateful for the cover of dark ness which shut him out from the others. When Wheaton went into the station, the agent eyed him curiously as he looked up from his telegraphing and nodded his promise to care for the bags. He remem bered Saxton and Wheaton and supposed that they were going to Poindexter's on ranch business. Saxton drove up to the platform with the backboard. "All ready," he said, and the three men climbed in, the bishop and Wheaton in the back seat and Raridan by Saxton, who drove. - The road proved to be In, better condi tion than Savton had expected, and he kept the ponies at their work with hit whip. The rumble of the wagon rost above the men's voices, and they ceased trying to talk. The bishop rode with his head bowed on his breast, asleep ; he had learned the trick of taking sleep when and where he could. Wheaton felt the numbing of his hands and feet in the cold night air and wel comed the' discomfort, as a man long used to a particular sensation of ' pain wel comes a new one that proves a counter irritant. He reviewed again the grounds on which he might have excused himself from taking this trip. Nothing, he ar gued, could be more absurd than this ad venture on an errand -which might much better have been left to professional de tectives. But it . seemed a far cry back to his desk at the bank, and to the tasks there which he really enjoyed. In a few hours the daily routine would be in pro gress. The familiar scenes of the open ing passed before him the clerks taking their places; the slamming of the big books upon the desks as they were brought from the vault; the jingle of coin in the cages as the tellers assorted It and umde ready for the day's business. He saw himself at his desk, the executive of ficer of the most substantial Institution in Clarkson, his signature carrying the bank's pledge, his position one of dignity aud authority. But he was on William Porter's ser vice; he pictured himself walking into the bank from a fruitless quest,' but on which would attract attention to himself. If they found the boy and released him safely, he would share the thanks and praise which would be the reward of the rescuing party. He had no idea that Snyder would be captured; and be even planned to help him escape if he could do so. i They went forward slowly. The clouds were more compactly marshaled now and the stars were fewer. Suddenly Saxton brought the ponies to a stand and pointed to a dark pile that loomed ahead of them. The Polndexter house stood forth somber in the thin starlight. Saxton gave the reins to Raridan and jumped oat. "You stay her and I'll reconnolter a bit,' he said. He walked swiftly toward the great barn which lay between kirn and the house. There waa no sign of lit in th place. H crept through th barb-wire fence Into th cor ral. He had brought with him a key to a rear door, and be started around th nous to try it and to mak sure that the house was not occupied. At th corner toward th river, glass suddenly crunched under his feet. Th windows wer deeply embrasured all over th house, and he could not determine whr th glass had fallen from. Th windows wer all Intact when he left, he was sure. II drew off his glove and tip toed to th nearest panes, ran his fingers OTr th smooth glass, and Instantly touched a broken edge. As he was feel ing th tram to discover th sis of th opening, th low whinny of a horse cam distinctly from within. He stood perfectly quiet, listening, and In a moment heard th stamp of a hoof on th wooden floor of th hall. He backed off toward th drive way, which sv apt arcund in front of th noes, and watted, but all remained as silent and as dark as before. He ran back through the corral to the other men, who stood talking beside the blanketed ponies. "There's something or somebody in the house," he said. He told them of the broken window and of the sounds be had heard. "Whoever's there has no business there and we may as well turn him out. Yon two watch the corners of the house," he continued, indicating Raridan and Wheaton; "and you, Bishop, can stand off here. If you will, and watch for signs of light In the upper windows. The big front doors are barred on the inside, and my key opens only the back door." The door opened easily, and John step ped into the lower hall. The, place was pitch dark. He remembered the posi tion of the articles of furniture as he had left them on his last visit, and start ed across the hall toward the stairway, using his lantern warily. When half way, he heard the whinny of a horse which he could not see. A moment later an animal shrank away from him in the darkness and was still again. Then an other horse whinnied by the window whose broken glass he bad found on the outside. There were, then, two horses, from which he argued that there were at least two persons in the house. He found the doors and lifted the heavy bar that held them and drew the bolts at top and bottom. As the doors swung open slowly Raridan ran up to see if anything waa wanted. "All right," said Saxton In a low tone. "They're mighty quiet if there here. But there's no doubt about the horses. You stay where you are and I'll explore a little." The horses stamped fretfully as he went toward the stairway, but all was quiet above. He felt his way slowly up the stalr-rall, whose heavy dust stuck to his fingers. Having gained the upper hall, he paused to take fresh bearings. His memory brought back gradually the position of the rooms. In putting out his hand he touched a picture which swung slightly on its wire and grated harshly against the rough plaster of the wall. At the same instant be heard a noise directly in front of him as of some one moving about in the chamber at the head of the stairs. The knob of a door was suddenly grasped from within. John waited, crouched down, and drew his re volver from the side pocket of his coat. The door stuck in the frame, but being violently shaken, suddenly pulled free. The person who had opened the door stepped back into the room and scratched a match. "Wake np there," called a voice with in the room. Saxton crept softly across the hall, settling the revolver into his hand ready for use. A man could be heard mum bling. "Hurry up, boy, It's time we were out of this." The owner of the voice now reappear ed at the door holding a lantern ; he was pushing some one in front of him. The crisis had come quickly; Johnx Saxton knew that he had found Grant Porter; and he remembered that he was there to get the boy whether he caught his ad ductor or not. The man waa carrying the lantern in his right hand and pushing the boy to ward the staircase with bis left. As he came well out of the door, Saxton sprang up and kicked the lantern from the man's hand. At the same moment he grabbed the boy by the collar, drew him back and stepped in front of him. The lan tern crashed against the wall opposite and went rolling down the stairway with Its light extinguished. Saxton had drop ped his own lantern and the hall was in darkness. "Stop where you are, Snyder," said Saxton, "or I'll shoot. I'm John Saxton ; you may remember me." He spoke in steady, even tones. The lantern, rolling down the stairway,' startled the horses, which stamped rest lessly on the floor. The wind whistled dismally outside. . He heard Snyder, as he assumed the man to be, cautiously feeling his way toward the staircase. "You may as well stop there," Saxton said, without moving, and holding the boy to the floor with his left hand. He spoke in sharp, even tones. "It's all right, Grant," he added In the same key to the boy, who was crying with fright. "Stay where you are. The house is surrounded, Snyder," he went on. "You may as well give in." The man said nothing. He had found th stairway. Suddenly a revolver flash ed and cracked, and the man went leap ing down the stairs. Th ball whistled over Saxton's head, and the boy clutched him about the legs. A bit of plaster, shaken loose by the bullet, fell from the celling. The noise of the revolver roared through' th house. "It's all right. Grant," Saxton said again. The retreating man slipped and fell at the landing, midway of the stairs, and as he stumbled to his feet Saxton ran back into th room from which th fellow had emerged. He threw op the window with a crash and shouted to the men in th darkness below : - "He's coming I Get out of the way and let him go I The boy's all right!" He hurried back Into the hall where he had left Grant, who crouched moaning in the dark." Ton stay here a minute. Grant. They won't get you again," be called as he ran down th steps. On of th horses be low was snorting with fright and making a great clatter with its hoofs. From the sound Saxton knew that the fleeing man waa trying to mount, and as he plunged down the last half of the stairway the horse broke through the door with th man on his back. Let him go, Warry," yelled Saxtoa with all his lungs. The horse was already across the thwhold at a leap, his rider bending low over th animal's neck to avoid th top of th door. Raridan ran forward, tak ing hi bearing by sounds. "Stop I" he shouted. "Com on, Whea ton r Wheaton was running toward him at the top of his speed; Raridan sprang In front of th horse and grabbed at the throat-latch of Its bridle. Th horse, surprised, and terrified by th noise, and feeling th rider digging his heels Into his aides, reared, carrying Warry off his feet "Let go, you fool," screamed th rider. "Let go, I say r "Let aim alone," cried Wheaton, now clot at hand; bat Raridan still held to th strap at th throat of th plunging horse. Th rider sat up straight on his hot ant ala revolver barked into the aixht twice in sharp succession, the gourds crashing against the bouse, and the flashes lighting up the struggling horse and rider, and Raridan, clutching at th bridle. Randan's hold loosened at the first shot, and as the. second echoed Into the night, the horse leaped free, running madly down the road, past Bishop Dela field, who was coming rapidly toward the house. Wheaton and Saxton met in the driveway where Raridan had fallen. The flying horse could, be heard pounding down the hard road. "Warry, Warry!" called Saxton, on his knees by his friend. "Hold the lan tern," he said to Wheaton. "He's hurt." Raridan said nothing, but lay very still, moaning. "Who's hurt?" asked the bishop, com ing up. Saxton had recovered his own lantern as he ran from the house. It was still burning and Wbeaton turned up the wick. The three men bent over Raridan, who lay as he had fallen. "We must get him inside," said Sax ton. "The horse knocked him down." The bishop bent over and put his arms under ltandan ; and gathering him up as if the prone man had been a child, he carried him slowly toward the house. Wheaton started ahead with the lantern, ' but Saxton snatched it from hiin and ran through the doors into the hall, and back to the dining-room. "Come In here," he palled, and the old bishop followed, bearing Raridan careful ly in his great arms. -The others helped him to place his burden on the long table at which, lu Toindcxter's day, many light hearted companies had gathered. They peered down upon him in the lantern light.- "It was another another of my fool-. ish chances," said Warry faintly and slowly, the words coming hard ; but all in the room could hear. He looked from one to another. "The boy's safe and well. We got what we came for. Just once just once I got what -I came for. It wasn't fail- in the dark that way " His voice failed. He lay very still for several minutes. "I never quite arrived quite arriv ed," he went on, with his eyes on the old bishop, as If this were something that he would understand ; "but you must forgive all that" He smneu in a patient, tired way. "You have been a good man, Warry, there's nothing that can trouble you." "I was really doing better, wasn't I, John?" ha went on, still smiling. "You had helped you ,two" he looked from his young friend- to the older one, with the Intentness of his near-sighted gaze. "Tell them" his eyes closed and his voice Bank until It was almost inaudible "tell them at the hill Evelyn the light of all of all the year." The wind sweeping across the prairie shook the windows in the room and moan ed far away in the lonely house. The bishop's great hand rested gently on the dying man's head; his voice rose in sup plication the words coming slowly, as It he remembered them from a far-off time: "Unto God's gracious mercy and pro tection we commit thee." Saxton drop ped to his knees, and & sob broke from him. "The Lord bless thee, and keep thee. The Lord make his face to shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee." The old man's voice was very low, and sank to a whisper. "The Lord lift up hi countenance upon thee and give the peace, both now and evermore." (To be continued.) SAVED IN SPITE OF HERSELF How Fortune Sidetracked a Very Bad Social Break. "That reminds me " said Mrs. Baxter; but the sewing society was in full swing, and no one noticed. . "Ahem!" she persevered. "That lady must "have been something like " Once more her voice was submerged. "I knew a girl " she almost shouted, without causing so much as a ripple on the waves. It was annoying. She had been there an hour wtlhout uttering a complete remark. Not that her voice was needed; but In her former church home -Mrs. Baxter had been a recog nized factor, and she did not intend that these ladles should regard her, after this first meeting with them, as a person with nothing to say. Accordingly, when the shifting talk reminded her of an. old family anec dote about a girl who had left ber home town as Mary Ann Burney, and had been heard of In the city shortly after as Marie Annetta Bournee, she determined to be heard. "What you were saying a minute ago," she tried for the fourth time, "makes me think of " but it was useless and by this time the current had carried the chatter so far away from the subject that the Btory waa stranded. With a warm face Mrs. Baxter gave It up and applied herself to her sew ing, when, presto! back surged the conversation to the same point and here was a better chance than ever to float her story. "I shall have to tell you. ladles." she spoke up, in tones calculated to still a multitude, "about a girl who was always a synonym for silly affec tation in my old home. I don't re member her myself, she left Barra hoo when I waa quite -small, but " "Barraboo! Are you from Barra boor' a lady sitting next her broke in. "That's my old home. too. You may have heard of me by my maiden nam Marie Annette Bournee." "Oh!" gasped Mrs. Baxter. "Y-yes, I have." And while the lady from Barraboo gave herself up to voluble reminiscence, Mrs. -Baxter, chastened In spirit thankfully -allowed the bil lows of talk to roll on without ber story. Youth's Companion. Staaa; Aarala. Percy Pickle (egotistically) Yea, 1 lust love to go traveling for pleasure. Miss Tabasco Yea, It la a double pleasure. Percy Pickle Double pleasureT Miss Tabasco Yea, a pleasure U yon and a pleasure to your acquaint' a&ces
