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About Bohemia nugget. (Cottage Grove, Or.) 1899-1907 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 6, 1899)
1 THE IRON OF REMORSE KLL may It bo said that It Is never best to bo too sure what you would do un der given clreum sauces, until you li a v e t r 1 e d and foiuiil out. A course of action riiiPh rou know to bo absolutely for- eign to every Instinct within you when you sit down to reason about It, after the manner of the age-may bo the very one you will follow when thero Is no time for reason. If any one had told Mackworth that under lire he would be a coward. Mackworth would have knocked the Informant down then and there, and have reflected upon the danger to hs commission afterward. Mackworth had been graduated, too, but being a right minded boy, he re membered that It was to Iloratlus that the molten Image was made, and not to the fellow who built the bridge; so he very properly chose the cavalry, and heaven rewarded him by sending him straight to the fromr. nd this was in the days when there was a frontier; when men endured discomforts that they sigh to know again, ns none ever Blgh for the luxuries of the past; when the Apache and the Chiricahua were In the land, and atlll struggling to be mas ters of It; and when a woman was truly a blessing of the gods, and might, even under disadvantages, have her pick of the department. But as there Is no woman in all this, that Is irrelevant. Except after the maner of cadets which is not to be taken seriously Mackworth had not let woman enter Into his scheme of existence. His Ideals were of another sort, Just then. He was young and full of belief and things, and he thought that the way to win the approval of the War Department and the gratitude of his country was to avoid wire-pulling, and to kill Indians. Therefore he rejoiced greatly when, af ter only six weeks of his thoroughly un desirable garrison, Chatto took the Chlricahuas on the warpath, and he -svas ordered out In the field. He had had his kit all rolled In a rubber pon cho, and his mess-chest pretty well stocked for the whole of the .six weeks. He believed that a so'.dier should be always In readiness. He believed so many things then though before long the bottom fell out of his universe, and he was filled with an enduring skepti cism. And tliU was how It came about: The first time ho was under fire wns when they were caught at rather a dis advantage among the pines In the Mo gollons. The fight began about dusk and lasted well Into the night. It may have been the result of some bugaboo stories of his babyhool. which had fos tered an unconquerab'e fear of the dark; It may have been some lurking Instinct, or It mny have been Just bhie funk, which overcame him. Anyway, he hid behind a bowlder, crouched and cowered there, trembling so that his carbine fell from his hands. And Morley. his captain, found him bo. "What are you doing?" he demand ed. He was an Irishman and a soldier of the old school, but he did not swear. Mackworth knew, from that, how bad It was. He scrambled up and babbled. "Get out of there," the captain said. He would have used a better tone to one of the tioop cms. Mackworth felt for his carbine and got out, staggering, but no longer afraid, only nshamed slekenlngly ashamed beyond all endurance. Ho tried hard to get himself killed after that. He walked up and down in front of his men, giving orders and smoking cigarettes, and doing his bc3t to serve as a target. The captain watched him and began to understand. Ills frown relaxed. "You'd better get under cov er," be suggested; "you are taking needless risks." Mackworth looked at him with wide, blank eyes, and did not answer. His face was not only white now, it was gray and set, like the face of a corpse. Morley's face softened. "It's only a baby, anyway," ho said to himself, "and It is unhappy out of all propor tion." And presently he went to him again. "Will you get under cover, Mackworth?" ho Insisted. "No," said tho lleuteuant, "I won't." The captain swore now, fierce oaths and loud. "I order you back under cover, sir." Mackworth glanced at him and went on smoking. Morley did not fancy his own position, arguing with a green boy, fully exposed to an invlslblo enemy, lie knew that wasting oflicers Is pret ty, but Is not war. "I shall order you to tho rear under arrest, unless you get back there with the men Immediately." Mackworth retired, with a look at his superior for which ho should have been court-martialed. After that the scout went the way of most scouts, being a chase of tho Intangible, up mountain ranges, when you pulled your house after you; down them, when ho slid atop of you; across malpals and desert, from tho level of tho mesquite and the A. A greasewood to that of the pine nnd the mnnzanltn. Chatto's band was at the north, to the south, to the east and west; but when the troops got to the spot, after forced marching, there was nothing. It went on for two months; nnd all tho while Mnckworth's despondency grew. The wo:ght of years wns upon his yet barely squared shoulders, tho troubles of a life-time were writ upon his face. And it was a pitiably young face, despite the growth of yellow beard. He would not be comforted. He wns silent nnd morose. He would not lift up his beautiful baritone In song, be tho camp never so dull. Only his captnlu knew why, of course nnd he didn't tell. Neither did he attempt con solation. He thought the remorse healthful, and he knew, besides, that In such cases a man has to work out his own conclusions nnd salvation. This Is the way Mackworth eventually tried to work out his. There came one day a runner from the host!les-a disk-fnecd. etraght-Iock-ed creature of sinews who spoke through the White Mountnlu Interpre ter of tho troops and sa d that his chief was ready to go back to the reserva tion, but that he must go upon his own terms. And the chief stipulated, more over, that one white man oue, alone nnd unguarded should go to the hos tile camp and discuss those terms. If a force attempted to come he would re treat with his braves and stay out all winter. Morloy made answer that he had no fear of the chief staying out all winter among the mountains when the agoney was so comfortable, but that If he did the white man could stand It ns long as could he. Moreover, he said that none of his soldiers had any Intention what ever of walking Into a death-trap of the sort. Then Mackworth spoke up. "I have," he said. "Get out," said the captain, Incredu lously. , "I mean what I say," said Mack worth, "and I shall consider your per mission to go the greatest and the only favor you can do me. Something may be effected by It." "Your death, that's all; and a little preliminary torture." The lieutenant shrugged his shoul ders. "Shall you let me go?" he In slsted. "Not by a long sight." "I wish to go, Capt. Morley." Morley considered, and he decided that It might not be wise to refuse. There was no knowing just what the set-faced boy might do. So they par leyed together for a time, then Mack worth mounted his horse and went. He did not expect to come back, anil the oflicers and men did not expect to see him again. They watched him go off into the distance of the plain, toward the mountains, following the hostile, who swung on at the long, untiring dog trot. After four hours they came to the mouih of a narrow canyon. The runner had given no sign or sound, anil the fixed lcok had not gone from Mack worth's face. Well within the canyon the hoatlles were In camp. They had hobbled their lean little ponies, the squaws were gathering wood, and the bucks were squatting upon the ground or playing monte with cards of painted hide, around a cow-skin spread under a cedar tree. Four of them rose nnd s'ouched forward. There was a pro longed scrutiny upon both sides. The chief waited for Mackworth to begin; but the white man's instincts were good. He beat the sullenly silent redskin at hla own game, and In the end the chief spoke. The runner displayed for the first time his understanding, and Interpreted. Mackworth made an swer with decision, offsetting his own terms. Tho bucks scowled, and the chief began to argue. Tho white man, with tho unfllneh ng eyes, would not compromise. "Tell him," Mackworth said, "that this is my will. If he will not do this, I go back to the eoldlers and wo follow you and kill you all, raau and woman." Tho face of tho chief grew black, a growl rose from tho crowding bucks, and tho watching squaws began to chatter In voices sweet as tho tinkle of glass bells. The chief stepped suddenly forward and caught the bridle above the curb shanks. Not so much as an eyelash of the stern, white, young face quivered, and tho heart of the red man was filled with admiration. One movement of fear would have cost Mackworth his lifo then; but he wns not afraid, not though ho knew that torture might nwalt him. Ho sat looking coolly down at the lowering, cruel fnces. The chief turned and spoke to tho bucks, nnd there was a growl of protest; tho squaws Joined with a shrill little efcorus scream. But the chief flung away the bridle, with a fort which made the horso back. "Ho do same you say. ne go back to reservation to-day. He say you uktshee quick." ma the intorpA'ter. S ne 1 worth turned dellberntelyand uk shoed. with no show of haste and without a backwnrd look. He reported irs success anil wont o to his tent. His look of stolid wretch edness was unchanged. Morley begun to be norvoiH. He wont to the tout himself and fountl the lieutenant writ ing a letter by lantern-light. It was not a normal oppor. unity to take for tint, so the captain, being tilled with misgiv ings, trumped up an errand and sent him off on It. Then he looked at the letter. It was to .Mackworth's mother. Morloy did not road it. but he guessed the whole thing In n Hash. Ho took up Mackworth's carbine anil slid It under the tent Hags Into the outer darkness. Also he broko the Colt's, which had been thrown flown upon the bedding, nnd put the cartridges In his pocket. Then he replaced It In the holster, and going out picked up the carbine and hid it In the brush. After the camp wart all asleep nnd Morley snoring loudly across the tent, Mackworth' groped under his pillow and brought out tho revolver. He cocked It and waited a moment; then he placed the barrel well In his mouth and pulled the trigger once anil then again and again. At flr.-.t call for reveille Morley awake. Mackworth was already up. nnd turning he studied his captain's face with the faintest and most unwill ing of smiles twitching the corners of his mouth under the beard. It was the most natural and healthy look his face had worn in weekn. "Well?" said Morley. "Well." answered Mackworth. "I should like my carbine nnd the loads of my Colt's, plense." Morley's face broke into a broad grin. ' Will you be good If I let you have them?" lie askd. "I'll be gocd," promised the lieuten ant. Argonaut. Detail In Hnrilwnro Ilunlncs. "In no other business In the world," said a Chicago hardware merchant, "Is there such a multlclpllty of detail ns there Is In this. It Is not a thousand nnd one objects you have to keep track of, but ten thousand and one. The great American Inventor Is forever nt work In this line, nnd there Is not a day that we do not add some new Items to our stock, nnd relegate some others to the realms of the obsolete. It has become a business of 'specialists' to as great an extent ns the profession of medicine has, and, although I have been In It twenty years, I don't know It nil yet. "It takes a man's memory, too. as no other business ever does. The other day a map came In here looking for a certain style of hanger for n folding door. No other kind could be used on his doors, nnd If he couldn't get them ho would have to have new doors made at considerable expense. The hanger was of an obsolete pattern, and. while I didn't have it, I told him I would try and get it. "I went to my friend L 's store and asked the clerks there If they had any of them. No, not one. Then I went to L himself. I told him that tif- teen years ago I had bought some there, nnd asked him If he would help me. He said those must have been the last he sold, as they had been out of date fifteen years, but, after thinking a few moments, he took me upstairs, and there, upon n high shelf, we found two hangers such as I wanted. " 'I Just happened to think,' says Mr. L , 'that I stuck those nway there fifteen years ago.' "Chicago Inter Ocean. Custer's ,)oko on Ostium. The late Charles Osborn, tho New York broker, and Gen. Custer were In tlmnte friends, and Osbom annually visited the general at his cam)) on the plains. During one of the Indian cam paigns he Invited Osbom and a party of friends out to Kansas, nnd nftor giving them n buffalo hunt, arranged a novel experience In the way of an Indian scare. As Osbom was lying In his tent one night firing was heard at tho outposts and tho rapid riding of tho pickets. "Boots nud saddles" was tho order In the disturbed atmosphere of the night, nnd Custer appeared to Os born loaded with rlfie, two revolvers, a sabre and a scalping knife. "Charlie," ho said, In his quick, ner vous way, "you must defend yourself. Sitting Bull nnd Flen-In-Your-Boots, with WIgglo-TaIl-.TIm and Scalp-Lock Skowhegan arc on us In force. I didn't want to alarm you before, but the safe ty of my command Is my first duty. Things look serious. If wo don't meet again, God bless you." Tho broker fell on his knees. "My God, Custer," ho cried, "only get me out of this! I'll carry 1,000,000 shares of Western Union for you Into tho firm to got mo home. Only snve me." But Ouster was gone, nnd tho camp by shrewd arrangement burst Into a blaze, and shots, oaths nnd war-whoops wero Intermixed, until suddenly a painted object loomed on Osborn's sight, nnd something wus flung luto his face a human scalp. He dropped to the ground, said tho Lord's prayer backward, forward and sideways, until tho uolso died away, and there was ex posed a lighted supper table, with this explanation on a transparency: "Osborn's trontl"-0h'.c,igo Uocord. One-half tho world dure not; tho other half cannot DISCOVERED BY ftoiunnn A. Wn.hl.mtn.. lrl' Invention for KI..I..U lr Mull. A Washington girl has lnveiitetl n method of sending kisses by mull-ii c m by wl.l.'l. Hho can present to Z favoril one the living Imiw; ' UIms from her own rosy Hps. It In n J o sign label. incapable of forgery or successful Imitation It Is he vo rlt nulo documentary evidence of n k given and received, ami It may yet prove to be of vast legal Import. Uko many another good th ng. the mailable kiss was discovered by acci dent at least that Is what ho Inven tress says. The method of tho dlscov- fast JauAL- (7 UMt 9 iry was this: It happened one day that she wished to writo n letter to "him." It was n chilly day and n blustery-Blie says-and to protect her carmine lips from tho salute of tho winds she reached for n little box of snlvo upon her dressing table nnd there with liberally nnolnted her lips. And In thnt salve there was a considerable percentage of rouge. The letter having boon finished, It wns adorned at the foot with tho con ventional brace of Inky crosses. Now, she had not seen lilin for a long time, and the last letter he wrote wuh really n nice one. so that It was understand able thnt, the crosses hnvlng been innde and blotted-sho should press her lips Just once to the letter. The rouge In tho wnlve did the rest. It was a little greasy, but tho uninten tional result was a perfect picture of n pair of pureed lips. The Inventress wns so pleased that she tried It again, nnd tho becond picture wus better than the first. When the pictures reached their des tination It did not need the Inscription, "these nre genuine," to tell the recipi ent whnt to do with them. They spoko for themselves. No patent upon the process hnH yet been applied for, but n slight Improve ment in the original method tins been innde. It Is now the fashion to slight); dampen the paper and to dust with dry powder the lips of the sender. 11 works Just ns well, nnd the kisses Jon't "run." A PRESIDENT'S BIRTHPLACE. I!ucliaiitin' llnnic Uiiclmnircil, 1 licnmh Voveil to Ml tin r Town. In Mercersburg, Pa., Is the old cot tagc In which James Buchanan. I'resl' dent of the United States from 1S.17 to 1801, wns bom. It wns removed from Stony Batter, Peter's township, fifty years ago. It Is said that .lames Bu chanan's mother put n bell on his neck, when he wns a little fellow only n few years old, In order that she could tell in Just what section of the wood he wns wandering. The home of Buchanan wns a trad lug post. It wns on the line of the MllTIII'LACK OP IMIKSIDKNT 1IUCIIANA.V. turnplko that ran from Chambers burg to Pittsburg, and as the father of tho future President was a shrewd business man ho accumulated there what was considered n lnrgo fortune In those days. He sent young Jnmes to Dickinson College, In Carlisle, from which ho was graduated In 1805. Tha house In which Buchannn wns born la now rebuilt. Before it wns torn down nil tho logs were cnrefuily numbered, and when It wns again erected It was made a facsimile of Its former self. Tho house Is a story nnd a hnlf high, containing two rooms. There Is a slngla window and a door In front and one window on tho alloy aide, with a door at the rear. Mrs. Gludstonc. Mrs. Gladstone, widow of tho grand old mnn, Is a woman of wonderful strength and ondurnnco. Not long ago sho was driving In a pony carrlngo when tho animal Btarted to run nnd overturned tho vehicle. Though much shaken up and shocked at tho tlmo tho venerable Indy soon recovered and showed no 111 effects of her accident Cleansing niohcn. When tin plates nnd dishes nro very dirty, H Is a good plan to boll them In strong soda nnd water before scouring and polishing them. - -77" "Necessity is tfZ Mother of Invention It 11)A.1 the nrr, t. concentrAUd extract nrt .... i . ( bituxtloiu propartton . ' f cc to ilsclf and nh,,,,, I,. Wal ttnrauAlled nf... ... jTI "I'"1- ""TUff. JlOOdd dWUa l..ft I" ti. Mr , ,.r MM i i tit tint fjttti ' eluded villages in liinjim,',. ,, m. ....... .....I i "n I iiii-iiiin, vnoi iiiiw rni. iviiw. 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McotJ r, railway irom Alton to l'meimm, t , tanco of about Uil imifi, J tlitougli country Lulu-no ql)ltr ' touched by liny inilwiiy. iin,i w.ii.ffj a limit and direct ineaim of i,.nJ cation between Al-Urnhit nnil tl fontliorn ports ninl .lefetntj of PorJ iiioutn, Houiliampton ntnl (Juiport.j iiounenoiii wnriiM. HOW TO TRAVEL. Infiirtiinlliiii fur lli I'uMle, In felecllng your mmu totlieEi you cannot atlonl to overlook the al vaiiUmcs nud aomfurtH oltereJ brtfl Hio (Jrundo Western HmUaj in col eutiou with the Denver & K io Uriel mid Colorado Midlmel rmiroa'li. It tho only irnrixcontinentsil linepnti: directly through Salt Lnko Citr. n in addition to tho cliiiipio Itaffonli the Tom plu city, tho Urmt Suit Lili the Bi.lt palace, and H i) pictures Utah valley, it oilutn choicnol iliillj thiol routes to the KiihI ami the aJ magnificent ceetinrv in the wotM. doulilu daily train Horrico nnd tlirnoi Pullman pulacu nml ordinary ilwpla cars, free, reclining cluur can nJj perfect dining rar rervico nunow operation via those luv For pamphlets dencriitiTe of uj "Gieat .Suit Lake Homo." nprlrtOJ D. Mansfield, geninal agnt, 253 Wui iiigtiin street, Poitlaml, Or. A I'lllilr hi hti.rUl, Onto noon a time an operator! ptocks wan Mild short, and ruineUnl him In tho face unless tho marlj should break. In his desperation hj rmiiiiinhitrcil ImvillL heard tliAthonettj is tho host policy. Ho tried to dij miss tho fooliHh thought but in Taiij Finally, lil.o tho drowntin; man catch Iiiif nf. tlm Ktrnw lii! n'fdlvwl to try W fmr ImrifMt. Tim vcrv next davhepq his design into execution, and 1 hadn't been honest rnoro than la utes when 17 of tho leading bulla M deud, they wore fo surpriccd at RW Hereupon tho market naturally Irolj and tho operator could get an moeww list iiiii1 lit lllkl OU'M fk'ure. It ' claimed that some, if not ull, of thej l iiil-im nullHiiM and barn tc breakfast, but that, it is elf J"j does not destroy tho moral oi inui""j Detroit Journal. Hottllne Qnlrjcr. srxiiit a week with a Scotch pKrfl Among tho guests wns a haughty brilliant lady who mado a dead t fl nulzziuu him. ilo m not first and answered somoof ifn questions about Amorlca qmw A.nu in omtf her purpos and decided to got oven. ""W'J tunity camo when, omboldened uy i success, sho saui: iy ' xi. liitnlvJ" you mus uiu ijiiuuu . V uu nfrfl Madam," Jofforson roplicd wIJ iM feet seriousness, "I was ou majesty called upon mo." slightly and then t"rne,yetr0i1 novor spoko to mm '" Tho average duration of J cngohas boon more tmm "U"..MTJ tho last 0 years, resulting In tl"T ing of 42,050 lives. . . .T-.""rr7 the BhWj It is said tnai bo.u - - farms in Australia are ns largo i wliolo of England. tea sold only in Schillings Best Facte