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About Bohemia nugget. (Cottage Grove, Or.) 1899-1907 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 28, 1904)
mS TOILERS OP THE COLUMBIA By Paul DcLancy Author of "Lord of the Desert," "Oregon Sketches," anil other Pacific Coast Storks CIIAITKR XXIII. Ringwold and Scadog. "Wheie Is Haiti, wife?" '8lie has gone to tho ball." "Did Captain lludlong go?" "Yes, he went with our Hazel." "It Is good. They would make a Qno match, wife. I would like to fee Hatel marry well. 1 would dislike (o have her marry a common fisherman. Wife, I am not feeling well tonight. I fear that the young militia sntgeon docs not know tho truth. I bollovo that blood poisoning is setting in." Tims spoke old r-eadog to his wife. Strong as was the romtitntlon of the powerful man it had begun to yield and ho was first to detect It. Ilia blood burned in ita channels. A weakening, nervous sensation took pos session of him. At times lie could not distinguish the real from the imagin ary. Seadog was a vety sick man. Several times that night ho had sunk into spasmodic dumber. He could heat the dashing of the naves, tho cieaklug ot the oars in their locks, the shouts ot the fishermen and the crack ol rifles. Then he would atart with groan aa the hot blood burned itself against the fevered particles which were gradually decaving about the wound In his body. Then the poleoned life-fluid would rush forth to the heart fnrnsco for purification, when it would be sent out moie slugcith than ever to feed a binning system. The heart beats increased, the fever rose higher and higher. Old Scadog felt his eensea failing. The leal be came mo-e fanciful and the imaginary became more realist!;, lie finally fell Into delirium. It was then that -his tongue spoke woids that sounded strange to his wife's ears "Yes, Kelson Saaiela, I won out over youl I swore falsely, but I won! You were sent to Siberia and I gained the cur's favor. I also won !n the con tested will case and brought the money to America where I have invested it well. You were druggist to the crar, hut the apprentice in the great estab lishment drew the winning card. I came near to losing it though. Those hateful southsiders ! But Sankala! 6he is a brave gill. This burning in my side! Some one is prodding me with a hot Iron! Help, Help!" 'Husband! Husband!" cried Mis. Seadog. She seited her companion's hands and rubbed them violtntly. "What has happened?" inquired the sick man. "You have giown worse. You said such stiange things." "What did I say? I fear my condi tion, wife." "You spoke of Kelson Saarela and a will." "Nelson Saarela! I have not uttered the name for 20 years. A gloom settled about the room that caused the man to ask why the light was so dim. A deadness in his limbs caused bim to suspect that he was glowing worse. The sullen Sow ot his blood told bim that unless a change came bis hours were few for this earth. "Wife, send foi eld Ringwold. After all he knows more about medicine than all of the doctois in this cobntiy. Send for old Ringwold and he shall tell me whether or not I am receiving proper treatment." One ot the boys was cent to request the aged man to come. It was the first time in his life of neatly SO years in the village that be had been invited to the Seadog home. When left alone again the sick man inquiied of hia wife: "Did you say I mentioned Nelson Saarela and a will?" "Yea, and you said something abont Siberia and America and money," re plied Mrs. Seadog. The old man looked about the room In bewilderment for a few momenta and then dropped Into a semi-conscious state. His tongue began to give utter ance to strange things again. He spoke of tbe ship which bad atranded upon the Island nearly twenty yeaia before, the one which bad brought Sankala and old Itingwold to tbe country, lie spoko of some papers which be had found aboard tbe wreck. "I know he was lost!" he muttered. "I know he was lost. It is too late now to do bim Justice." He continued in thia atrain until the arrival of Ringwold. The feebly 'old druggist waa conducted to the bedside ot the sick man, and sat upon t'ae bed from sheer exhaustion. In the faint gloom of the light he looked more like a ghost than a human being. Ills long gray hair and beard concealed hia feat ures. But hia sharp, keen eyes glist ened with unuaual brightness. The old man placed hia trembling Augers upon Seadog'a wriat. Then he moved hia hand to tbe sick man's breast and placed It ovet his heart. A fiend ish smile lit up hia face aa be felt the fluttering and spasmodic beating of the organ. lie diew a hyperdeimio eyrlnge from bis pocket and filled It with a fluid. Then lie Injected It into Seadog'a arm. Several minutes of silence followed. Itingwold kept hia seat on tbe side of tbe bed. He Anally broke the silence, "Bring tbe lamp," he said. While young Seadog held the lamp and the wife looked on with anxiety, Rinwgold shook the sick man. He pushed back tbe eyelids and exposed the pupils which worogreatly enlarged. "He died In Siberia and Ills brother went down at seal" muttered Seadog. Another smile lit up tbe countenanco ot Ringwold. Ho placed !iIb hand over the heart of Seadog again. He played with the man aa would a cat play with a mouse. But the feeble little fellow looked more like the mouso and the prostrate form of tbe wealthy fisher man resembled that of a giant, In com paileon. "Old Ringwold has hia eyes, but he is not the man. No, he Is not the Iran!" spoke out Seadog in plain words. Again the grizzled old man smiled almost to a stage villain's chuckle. Mra. Scadog turned pale. Young Sea dog was mystified. Ringwold slowly bent hia body until he could place his mouth near Seadog's ear. Ho spoko in an ordinary tone of voice: "Charlie, you neglected to sweep out this morning!" Seadoi opened his eyes as it by mag ic. He gated into the face of Ring wold for a moment and then exclaimed: "Nelso Ssarela, druggist to the exsr!" "Yes, and back from Sibeiia and on to America that he might compel Charles Seadog to tender an account ing!" fairly hissed the old man. The meeting was too much for the strength of either. Seadog fell Into a silent relapse and old Ringwold drop ped across his body In a hysterical fit. It was then that young Seadog called to a neighbor and sent htm to the ball room for aid. CHAPTER XXtV. A Flna", Accounting. With the dawning ot morning there were many rumois afloat in the village, lb? story of Seadog'a relapse, the tend ing for old Ringwold, and the dying condition ot the two men had reached the public eai. Stoiies ot mysterious disclosures weie also being told and tbe people were wrought up to unusual excitement. It was known that Captain Budlong bad remained at tbe place all night; that Sankala was there and that the militia sutgeon had been kept busy and that about daylight old Bumbo, the lawyer, had been sent for. Sankala and Dan Lapham had also been seen to visit the. Ringwold cabin, and they had taken a large bundle of papers to the Seadog home. The interior of the Seadog house pre sented an inteiestlng picture. On a bed lay old Seadog calm and weak. He was breathing easily and his physi cal suffering had Deen lulled by heroic scientific treatment. But the agony which racked his brain is indescribable. It is only those who have suffered with a guilty conscience while looking death in the face that could properly sympa thize with Charles Seadog. On another bed in tbe same room lay tbe aged Rinwgotd. He had under gone a complete change. The feeble old form which bad for eo many years responded to the appeals of life and raised itself up as though coming from the grave, had reclined to rise no core. His work was over. His mission was about performed. Yet his brain was as clear as a bell; His eyes as bright aa youth. Seadog's family hovered about him. The surgoen stood at his bedside. Bumbo, tbe lawyer, sat at a table near by. Sankala held her aged protector's band. Dan Lapbam stood at tbe foot of Ringwold'a bed. Captain Budlong was at tbe door to answer the questions of the curious. "Tell the whole troth, Cbar'es, tell it all. I have proved to you that San kala is bis child. She is entitled to bis interest in the property. Do fair by hei upon your soul!" So spoke old Ringwold, ftebly but 'encouragingly to Seadog. "After my retuin from Siberia I looked up the boy. I bad located you long before. When I got the papers arranged I persuaded bim to come with me to America, but he bad marrying on tbe brain and would not come until the ceremony was perfomed and his young bride was ready to come," contin ued Ringwold. "We were all poor in finances and bad to take the old sail boat. Tbe voyage waa a long one and the child, Sankala, was born on board the vessel. The surgeon of the craft made out a birth certificate and Bumbo has it there. I took it from the bands of the child's mother as tbe ship went down and have kept it ever since. "She is tbe only heir and entitled to his share of the property. The other papers will show what thia is. I re ceived the final documents yea'erday. Bumbo has them. Do justice, Seadog, do Justice, upon your soul, tell it alii" Seadog's very momenta were num bered. Tbe wound which he bad re ceived in the last encounter with the soutbslde fishermen had developed a case of blood poisoning and no power on earth now could save him. Of this, he was fully informed. While the fact that he was about to face the final tri bunal where man is called upon to give an accounting, may have had some thing to do with softening Seadog'a heart, he waa confronted with the evi dence of hia wronga on earth and of tbe Just rights of others. He told tbe story of bow he had wronged Sankala's father ; how he had willfully caused Ringwold'a exile to Si beiia and how he had fled to America with his illgotten gains. Of his accu mulations here, his auditors already knew. He had learned of the sailing of tiankala'a father and mother from the old country and had found their names on the ship's register, and know ing that they were dead, and having no knowledge of tbe birth of Sankala, thought all trouble from that source had ended. When he had completed his story, which waa reduced to writing by Bum bo, he was completely exhausted, but the merciless attorney insisted on a further statement. "Seadog, you are In your right senses, are you nol7" "Yes," came the reply feebly. "You realize that the end is ap proaching?" "I dp," replied the dying man. , "You make this statement as your dying declaration," insisted the tech nical limn of the law. "I do." "Well, one moment more, Seadog. There Is still more left undone. You might as well make a clean breast of It while you are at it. You remember tbe deed Dan Lapham's father signed? Well, I have tbe evidence ready to bring action to have it sot aside. You know tho old man was drunk and didn't know what he waa doing? You know thote was no money paid and no con sideration for deeding tho property to you upon which this town is built? You icmcmbei all ot this, do yon not, Seadog? Make a clean breast ot It, tell it all, upon your soul, Seadog I I havn secured the pardon of the halt-buvd fiom the pen and lie Is teady to testily to It all, It is true, is It, not Seadog, upon your soul, upon your soul 1 I "Yes," came a faint voice. "Ihcn sign your statement bote, your dying declaration, sign it hers, Scadog, as you value your chances ot pardon in the next world." Scadog touched tho pen already thrutt into his limp hand by ths per sistent attorney, who also wiote his name and called upon tho captain and surgeon to witness the signature. "God be praised!" The faint voice ot Ringwold was heard, aa he made a superhuman eftoit to raise himself, and clasping Sankala in his arms, he whis pered "My mission Is performed and juttico done at Ust." The deathly silence ot tho loom was only broken by the sobs ot tho gtlef stricken girl, aa old Ringwold passed into tho sleep thai knows no waking. Within another hour Charles Sea dog's soul had also departed from the body, and such a spirit ot gloom hung over the little fishing village aa had never visited it before. (Tote continue.!) Sample ot'llt Voice, Tils ts n marvelous ago wo live In," said n theatrical manager, "ami Us marvelousness was brought home to me forcibly last week. "I had written to a French tenor and asked him what tie would take to come over hero nnd sing next sea son. His reply consisted of a letter and two cylinders. "'I will come for five hundred dol lars n week,' the letter said, 'nud I forward In another package samples of my voice and of my acting.' "Tho larger cylinder was a phono graphic record of one of tho man'J solos. The smaller one wns n moving picture film of him singing the solo. "I took the two cylinders to n deal er, nnd one we put In a phonograph, the other In a moving picture ma chine. Then we darkened the room, and we stnrted the machine and tho phonograph simultaneously. Hy Jove, sir. tbe actor might have been preseut personally. There he was on tn-j screen, walking up and down tho stage and gesticulating, and there was his voice Issuing In sonorous notei from the big phonograph horn. I got from It as satisfactory an Idea of the man's talent ns I could have got If be bad visited me." Uetter 1'ret-eclent. The Punkvllle Debating Society wns In regular session, and (5. Wutklns Spurting was making an earnest plen on the aUirmattve side of the question. "Resolved. That man's every act Is Ihj result of a selfish motive." "I go further than that. Mr. Presl dent," he said, ".tbout three-fourths ot tbe things a man does are beeunso he's envious of what somebody else does. The pin-headed speaker that had the floor last on the other Rids Ued like a pirate when he said " Here the president of the society rapped on tbe desk. "The gentleman must not use such language as that," he said. "Why not?" "Because It Isn't parliamentary." "It may not be parliamentary, Mr. President." vociferated Mr. G. Wat kins Spurllng, loosening his collar and rolling up his sleeves, "but by gum. It's congressional." The Deacon's Kje upenecl. Bishop Hardhead Tell me exactly nhat you want. Do you want a minister or a preacher? Deacon Wayback Why er ws want both, you know. Ilishnp Hardhead I can't give you both. Do you want a minister who will visit your homes, romp with the children, Joke with the boys, pay compliments to the women folks, admire your pigs, praise your cattle, Inquire about crops, nd on Sundays put you to sleep; or do you want a preacher who will shut him self up with his books, burn the midnight oil, and on Sundays lift your souls with oratorical bursts that would thrill the throngs at a cathedral? Take your sbolce. Deacon Wayback I guess, bishop, a minister will be nigher our size, and we'll promise to make no more complaints 'bout dull sermons. Semi us a minister, bishop send us one that can play th' fiddle. Wanted a Pleasant Repression. Mr. Grumps Good rnnrulng. Do you take pictures hy the instantaneous pro cess? Photographer Yes, sir. Mr. Grumps Well, . this Is Mrs. Grumps, my wife, you kuow, I want her picture taken. Photographer Certainly. But are you particular about having It Instantaneous? Mr. Grump Of course. When you get things ready, tell her to look pleas ant, and then snap off tbe machine be fore tbe expression fndes away. You'va cotter be qulcker'n lightning. A Street Car Napoleon. Old Gentleman Tell me, my friend, why you are o ugly to passengers. Brutal Conductor So they'll hate th' street car company wot employs me. See? "N-o, not exactly." ".Why, when they hate the company, they'll Just laugh to thclrsclves when they see me cheatin' th' company by not ringln' up fares. Sec?" Wooed an' Married and A'. Mrs. Gadd Oh, have you heard the news? Mis lie Ledger and her father's bookkeeper were secretly married six months ago. , Mrs. Gabb Dearie met How did It leak out? Mrs. Gadd Some ono overheard them quarreling. Lou Dillon, the famous trotting mare, Ii a California:. No matter In what part of the country she Is, her hay is brought from her native State. This Is to avoid stomach trouble, caused by a change of diet. The freight on the hay sometimes brings its price up to $100 a ton. It has been scientifically demonstrated that early marriages In India have re sulted In racial degeneration. Roys and girls of nln or ten years are married In that country, with tbe consent ot their guardians. In some sections laws have been passed prohibiting tba marriage ot glrU under fourteen. Mi Dmtomals Sll OPINIONS OF GREAT PAPERS ON IMPORTANT SUBJECTS Tho Senso ot Grntltudn. GIVING nml taking makes up audi a largo part of lift tlmt Hie art of thanks In well worth n little consideration. The sensation of gratitude Is, generally speaking, a doublet sensation. It con tin In pleasure produced hy n gift or favor for Its own sake, Mint In a renewed sense of affection or regard townnl tlu giver. Tlic latter should always lie the uppermost feel ing In tlio ml ml, though tliorc are circumstances In which It Is not possible that It should lio tho strongest. A well expressed gratitude conveys both feelings, anil every gmtl tilde which Ooas do Is noil expressed, lunvevor liailly It may bo worded. Occasionally only one of those two feel ings Is present In tlio mind, and It is n nleo question of morals liow far tlio other may rightly ho simulated, Tho nuHiunt of thanks a man receives during his life depends very largely upon his accomplishment as a glcr. There are those who give with so nuieli simplicity that they coiiclllato tho promt, sot tho shy at their ease, ami ilnll tho selfish sharpness of critical perceptions; hut the obligation of retnriring thanks remains the same, how ever awkwardly It may bo lahl upon us. No man has any right to conshlor his creditor's olromnstancos boforo ho pays his debt, or to keep his creditor waiting because ot Ills bad manners. Gratitude Is a debt which only tho worst men repudiate. Tho things for which wp feel most warmly grateful we can at least often repay In kind, but the treasury of words Is freely open to tho poorest, and It Is surely worth some pains to learn how best to count them. London Spectator. Tho Decoy of "Faithfulness. " WK seldom hear the word "faithfulness" used now In the old-fashloncd Ilviiligoircnl sense, when It had reference, iiocordliig to tho dollnl Hon In Murray's Dictionary, "to the duty of toll ing unwelcome counsel." Very few people now pride them selves upon being "faithful" with their friends 1. e., nev er allowing direction or a proper regard for tho liberty of (lie Individual to stand between them and a true expres sion of nnasSod opinion. No one boasts that he or she has boon "faithful." Such severity may be at Union necessary, and often excusable, hut It Is no longer admired. A ten dency to rigorous doiillng, whether verbal or otherwise, has lost Its place among the virtues, and takes rank among minor defects of character. Of course, wo nil tell unploas nut truths and give unwelcome advice at times, but not often of set purpose. We do It, so to speak, by nccldent because we have lost our tempers, or are otherwise carried away by our feelings. Those who suffer from the faithful wounds of n friend, or painfully reject his gratuitous guid ance, do not try. as their grandfathers tried after the Ilrst moment of Inevitable Irritation wns over to feel gratitude towanls him on the ground of his faithfulness; at best now adays they do but try to forgive him for his Interference. All this, of course. Is merely a part ening of manners, the modern ntspoj-t and the modern worship of liberty. "faithfulness" within the circle of Intimacy comes of the same advance In civilisation which has killed verbal per sonal violence In the wider circle of cultivated society. Friends no longer dare to play with sharp-edged personali ties. Acquaintances no longer search In conversation, as Theodore Hook's contemporaries appear to have searched, for something to lilt with. Unless a man wishes to bo hated, ho must use his knowledge of the weaknesses of those nroiind him In order to spare not to chastise them. Loudon Spectator. Is Mental Vigor on tho Wane? A DISTINGUISHED Ilrltlsli pliyslol.m, Ir. Ilyslop, Is quoted as saying that "with the apparent advance of civilization there Is In reality a diminution In Intel lectual vigor, mnlnly due to faulty management In economy of brain power." The insertion that there has been no Increase In Intellectual power since the HOW WOMAN ACTS IN DANGER. Can He Depended On forBoniethlnil Ull llauul When Krluhtcnrd. Speeding down Michigan avenue the other evening In his automobile with a feminine companion. Sidney (lodlinm, secretary of the Automobile Club, sud denly spied a cat In tho middle of the toad, sturlng at his headlight. "Now. I'm going to get that cnt." he remarked to his companion, who earnestly begged bim to desist. "No." bo persisted, "there were too many stray cats prowling about In the world already," nnd he speeded tils automo bile straight ahead. Within five feet of the bewildered nnlmal, which for some strange reason had not budged, the girl leaned forward In her Intense sympathy for the poor cnt about to be crushed. Mr. Gorbam, running his machine at the rate of twenty-five mile nit hour, suddenly veered to the side. He saved tho cat, but pretty nearly lost his companion, who, unable to preserve her poise, went pitching out of the vejilcle, he catching her by the coat Just In time to save a catas trophe. This Is only one of the mntiy Inci dents In which the "eternal feminine" will do an unusual or unguarded thing In the presence of sudden fright Not that women ure uny morn susceptible to loss of presence of mind than men, generally. On the contrary, from the testimony of ttiose who have had wide experience in dealing with both sexes In the presence of scares of any kind, women bold equal rank with men In cases of fires, runaways, In burglar frights, nud In automobile scares. In spite of the exception given. "In fact," continues Mr. Gorhani, speaking of automoblllng, "I find my wlfo keeps her bead Just as well as I do, and the same thing is true of pret ty nearly all tho women I knot, ut course, we don't linvo much to Ingut en us. Accidents aro really much moro raro than people generally suppose. With confidence In their operator when they aro not scared out of It, as In tho case I have Just related women do not always realize real danger when It comes. "The narrowest escape I over had occurred when thero were three women In my niito. I was running down n small hill over n narrow road with high banks on cither side mid only four feet awny WmCIi I splod n broken bottle In tho mlddlo of tho track. I turned to the side, Booking to save my tire, when I suddenly found tho wheels sliding down tho bunk. I called In stantly to tho women to Jump. Then I sat and waited. At Mint moment I would have taken n hundred dollars for that mnchlno which I paid f2,G00 for. It looked as If it still might go over any momont, and land at the bot tom of tho bank upside down, I man aged to save It, but would you believe, when I asked thoao women to got out they simply giggled. I knew, of course, the switch was thrown and that wo might be burled Into eternity any moment'' could he cut down of the modern soft for tho Individual, Tor the decay of An energetic but Inexperienced girl will act differently from a sympathetic or well (tolsed woman. A case Is relat ed of one girl out In an automobile for the Ilrst time. T.e operator, who wns likewise Inexperienced, had the lever reversed and did not know It. Suddenly the mnchlno began backing, driving straight for a curb. The ener getic girl rosu up nud called "Whoa! whoa!" much to tho amusement of tin crowd watching thu performance. Her lack of rescrvo nnd loss of presence of mind manifested Itself In thu pres ence; of sudden fright. Another energetic woman, perfectly nble to keep cool on nil occasions, mny perforin n deed of real heroism In thu case of sudden danger. "In flro scares," says Marshal Campion of englno house No, f, "I can't see but n woman Is Just us brnve ns a mini nny time. I pretty nearly lost my llfo once, nnd would have had It not been for n woman. I was down In the basement of an old dunce hall on the West Side, which wns In a mass of Homes, nnd I had simply Inst my way. I called up In my dilemma, and It was n woman who stood at tho bend of tho stairs nud di rected mo out with llames sweeping n bout like mad. "Still, women do loso their bends. Just n short time ngo one woman ciiiiio out of n burning building with her lint nnd bandbox and left llvo hundred dollars' worth of Jewels on her dress er. As luck would have It, though, they wcro burled In tho plastering and she recovered them later." Chicago Tribune. THE HOTEL CLERK'S MEMORY. Ability In IteiuenibcrlaK the Nam of l'atron Tukc Vcur or Training. Probably no other class of men can remomber names of people so well aa hotel clerks, and to a person who has never given Uio question a thought or watched Miem speak to people stop ping at their houses, whon hundreds pass In and out every day, a closo study of the case would not ho with out Interest, Tho memory of tho best clerks In the business Is nothing short of marvelous, nnd It takes years of training to acquire, tho art. For Instance, a man will como In nnd register. Tho cleric never hns seen him before, but ho always watches him write Ids nnmo and makes a picture of him, together with Mmt name, In hl mind. Maybe forty or fifty moro strangers will como to tho desk and put their names on tho hook, ask for keys nnd letters, and continually como and go heforo Mint otlier man comes around again. Hut when ho docs return and, maybe, says; "Give me my mall, please, If I bavo nny," tlio clerk docs not bavo to ask him his name, as any other man would do, hut simply runs over Mio letters, or hands him Mie bunch which has the names beginning with tho first letter of tlio guest's name. "It la all tbo result of practice, r.s In any othsr line of business," said earliest period of recorded history Is qullo familiar, hut one does not often hear from an aiithorltatlvo source the statement that the mental vigor of tho most progressive races Is actually declining, la this a fact? Do wo rind evidence therefor In the ac tivities of the generation now holding the world's stage or In the work of the generation lilting Itself In school, Held and workshop for future control? Hardly. In the sciences, In tho arts, In every lino of research and Invention, there. Is steady If not remarkable progress. Tho patent nlllrcs of tho various countries do lint Indicate nuy diminution of mental fertility or Ingenuity. Tho Motion, tho poetry, the periodical literature and Journalism of the day, with all the excrescences wo deplore In them, do not alTord proof of mental deterioration. Tho standards of our secondary schools, colleges, uni versities and professional Institutions are higher than over, jet we do not get the Impression from educators' reports that boys and girls are unequal to the task of meeting the tests Imposed boforo admission or of following tho courses proscribed. No, there seems to ho no evidence of tho waning of Intelllgem-e alleged by the eminent physician. Neverthe less, there Is "food for thought" In his remarks, to this extent nt least tlmt such phenomena as tho rapid Increase of lunacy demand serious Inquiry Into our systems of edu cation. Knots are useful when they readily fall Into classes presided over hy large Ideas. An M-nsHorted collec tion of Iwirren facts Is of little value, and tends to "diffusa consciousness" and lack of continuity of thought. Tho world was never richer than It Is today In the raw tun terlal kiiowledfco. hut the chief function of education Is to.dovolop capacity for deep and sustained thought, (liven concentration, discipline nnd method, and tho accumu lation of knowledge Is relatively easy In our time. Chicago Itccord-Herald. "ditching Cold" nnd lloiv to Avoid It. F people could only get tho superstition out of their heads that pneumonia nnd Its Invariable precursor, n "cold," are duo to cold air and draughts, the death rnln from pneumonia and the discomfort rate from "colds" In a week to almost nothing. Never was there a more destructive misnomer than calling tho fever which does so much harm a "cold." As a matter of fact, a "cold" Is not duo to cold at all, but to overheating the skin and a lark of fresh air In the lungs, l'eople put on heavy woolen underclothing, sit In a room heated to the temperature of midsummer, persplro freely, thus opening their pores; tho moisture Is prevented hy the wool from evaporating and leaving the skin cool and dry and remain on tho surface thus ren dered sensitive. Then they go suddenly out Into the cold air, which Instantly chills the moist and open pores, drives tho blood away from the surface, create an Internal con gestion that deranges nil tho organs, ntfd a fever follows. This, of course, affects the mucous membrane from within, and (he membrane, which has been dried and baked In tho overheated room, nnd thus made n lodging far tho dangerous microbes bred In foul nnd oxygen-exhausted air, cannot resist the attack through the blood ami becomes an easy prey to tho microbes from without. Then there Is suffering and, too often, pneumonia and death. A European once asked a Canadian Indian who wore nothing but a loosely wrapped blanket In the northern winter, whether he would not take cold. "Cold?" replied the Indian, scornfully. "White man not cover his face white man's face not cold? No? Indian all face!" That Is the secret of Immunity from colds and pneu monia, llo all face that Is, do not wear heavy under clothing but heavy oiiterclothlng which you ran remove In a warm room, breathe plenty of fresh oxygenated sir, and you can laugh the draught to scorn, will find the outdoor cold much more easily bearable, and ran grad ually reduce the temperature of your homo and your office to the European standard. So shall you escape pneumonia and pretnnture death. Chicago Journal W. II. Illley. In thu Midland Hotel, Inst night. "It Is necessary that hotel clerks learn to remember names well. Maybe n man who has been In the ho tel only a short time will como up to the desk nnd tho clerk will spook to him ns If he know him. Then If tho man calls for his key, and you could not remember bis tiatno or what the number of his mom you would bo In a wid prcdlcHiiiont. Many times n clerk will turn to the key case, not remembering tho man's name hut a look at the case will recall tho num ber to his memory nnd he will bo all right. Then again a man will come to tho desk and ask for hi mall. Ily glancing nt tha register and seeing his Initials, though before you looked you had forgotten them, his name will Hash Into your mind, nnd ho will never know you didn't remember Instantly. When a man stays at tho house a few days his nnmo will seldom bo forgot ten If he comes ngaln." Kansas City Journal. OFFICIAL CUP OF COFFEE, I'rnper Method of Ilruwlnir It to lie Determined In WuNhJiiutrm. Ily direction of tho Secretary of Agriculture the bureau of plant Indus try Is to tnko up ut oiu-ci experiments to determine thu best manner In which to brew n rup of coffee. To this end F. L. Lowlson, n specially trained ex pert, has been engaged. Tho view of tho department Is that u cup of coffee Is good because of tho manner In which It Is browed, rather Minn from tho quality of tho bean from which tho hovcrago Is made. It will bo ap preciated by all persons acquainted with tho nrt and mystery of coffee making that various conditions, appar ently trivial In themselves, havo to ho taken Into consideration In producing the boverago. For Instance, In Mie process of roast ing tho beans may bo mon or Iosh damaged by being under or over done, nnd the flavor of tho coffeo thus Im paired to a corresponding degreo. Hcnco tho necessity for ldenl condi tions In roasting. Again, the effects of water nt various tempera tines upon tho ground coffeo nud tho proper per iod for Infusion will, for thu Ilrst tlmo in Mio history of coffeo-mnliliiff, be thoroughly and ncctirnlolyNiscertnlnod. Tho retention of canYInc, Iho active principle of coffeo, to which It owos Ita stimulating effects, nnd tho elim ination of tho caffeo-tniinlc hnd enffoJc acids, which nro not only Injurious to health, but cominunlcnlo nn unpleas ant, bitter tasto to tho hovcingo, will he, of course, tho principal objects. Approaching a Groat Man, Dltfldcnt Customer Reg pardon, sir, but aro you tho proprietor of this stora? Masterful Man No, sir, I am not Mio proprietor, I'm tho floorwalker! Diffident Customer I bopo you'll pardon me, I assuro you, I meant no offense. Boston Transcript. PATHFINDER OF BAN JUAN. Itpliod In the Life of Otto Menr at Mlllallllll I'll. Olio Menr uf Hiigtiiichu Is known In Colorado n tho "I'nlhlliider of the Halt Juan" because of singe nnd lull road ho built through tho mountain. Ono of his sliigo lines win over Mnrahnll pass, llo was constantly oensiirlng his driver for being slow. The rpsult was Mint every iiuiii wns ntixlou to got him nlouo In n tngo and demon. strain Mint they could go fust enough to please him. Ono morning ho walled at Mm sum mit of Mnrtuill pas for the slngo driven by Henry llurn. a rookie driver, to loavn fur tho foot, llo waa dressed In a black suit Mint wns mold ed to him and on his bend was a new silk hat and his linen vb potloly while. Ho wa tho only passenger. "I'll give him tho rldo of bis life," remarked Mums to the station men. Four of the best horse on tho lino wore hooked up. Menr slopped lulu tho lngo with a fresh cigar In hi , mouth mid llurn clamored on tho box, llo cracked his whip with n volley of curses and Iho lenders nearly Jumped out of the harness, lie sent Mm four down tho serpentina rond In record Mine, tho tago bunging ngulns Mm sldo of tho mountain, grilling Mm edges of precipices, whirling around sharp curve on two wheels nud bound ing over rocks with Jitis that raised tho heavy vehicle throo feet niul plunged It forward with n hump Mutt started every bolt and mill. Thu horses were white with hither, but still Hums urged them on, At thu foot of the pus llurn pulled up hi foaming and well-nigh spent horses mid Moar climbed out. Ills bilk hut was a battered wreck, III clothes wero torn In down of places and Ills hands and face wero scratched and bleeding, for ho luid been tossed about 111 tho stage like a pen In a can; but hi cigar was "till gripped In hi teeth. He mild nothing, however, un til the stago was driven up In continue on it way, when ho ramarked to Hums: "llenery. I link I vlll rldo on to out ldo mlt yon. I va so lonoomo In side I couldn't keep nvake." Chicago Chronicle. ONE-THIRD OF A PICTURE. Cnrloii (Jurat of the Owner or a Cor reuulii PrMUitieilt. In a private house In tho west of Iuulon I n very beautiful picture, re puted to le by Corroggto, and of such high quality that Micro I every rea son to believe It to bo either by Mint master or an excellent copy of one of hi lost original by IamIovIcu C true el. Although apparently a complete pic ture In Itself, Mils exquisitely painted figure of a beautiful woiiihii, gating Intently at n ring. Is only n third of thu original picture, and the present owner Is endeavoring to trace tho miss ing parts In order to restore the work to Its original condition. A document nttuehed to the back of tho frame, and provided with a seal with tho Inscription, "(Juo Fata Vn cant," give tho curious history of thl picture. It read: "Tho Queen of Cnndatlle. n King of Lydla, with the Magic Ring of Gyge. by Oirreitglo. It Is part of n larger picture which descended to three brother of the name of Monro, In whose family It had long been, but not In-big able to ngrco as to Its pos session, It was cut Into tun-u parts, 'lid portion wa purchased by An thony Inrd Favcrshiim, nud from him It came Into tho poi.enon of his daughter, tho lion. Franco King, wlfo of John ltownter. esq at whoso de cease It win sold by auction In July, 181(1, to Mr. John IilMf. of Woolwich." Then follows In another handwrit ing: "It remained In Mr. Iimt's m. session till his decease, and was pur chased by me at his auction, l!"th Au gust, 18'JH." Tho signature Is dllllciilt to decipher, Tho present owner, Mr. W. Jacobs, bought Mil Interesting canvas four years ago at tho sale of the contents of "Thornlelgh," Avenue rond, West Hill, Wandsworth, the houso of a Mr. C. T. Taylor. Iindon Moll. Trim Itluhra, A writer In the Outlook describes n rldo he once took with an old fanner In a New Kiigland village, during which some of the men of tho neigh borhood caiuu under criticism. Speaking of a prominent man In thu nclghlHirhood, 1 nuked: "I ho a mac of means?" "Well, sir," tho farmer replied, "ho hasn't got much money, but he's mighty rich." "Has ho a great deal of land, then?" I nuked. "No, sir, ho hasn't got much hind, either, but he's mighty rich." Tho old fanner, with n pleased smile, observed my puzzled look -for u moment, nnd then explained: "You see, ho hasn't got much money, and ho hasn't 'got much laud, but still ho la rich, because ho never went to bed owing n man n cent In his llfo. Ho lives ns well ns he wants to live, and ho pays as he goes; ho doesn't owe anything, and he Isn't afraid of anybody; ho tells every man tho truth, and docs his duty by himself, his fain tly, and his neighbors; his wont Is as good as Lis bond, and every man, woman and child In town looks tip to him, and respects lilm, No, sir, ha hasn't got much land, but he's n mighty rich man, because, he's got nil ho wants." A Camel Htnlue. Probably tho only stntuo In which n camel figures Is, that of General Gor don, who perished In tho Houdnii, mounted on thu "ship of tho desert," which wns tho work of tho Into On slow Ford. After having been set up In London It was transported to Khar toum, where It murks tho spot whero 'Chlneso" Gordon so tragically perish ed. llalir Oiiniel Are Tela, Ilaby camels nro great pets In Houlli Africa and nro nursed nnd tended nml oven carried nbout by their ntteiidiints. Tho very young enmol Is nn iiwkwnnl crcaturo, with n long neck nnd uncer tain legs. During tbo first fow month! they weigh no mora than an ordinary doe.