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a r r « f aitmom or
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w r w o o o o o f t« ^ » ’
C H A P T E R X X I I I .—«Continual.»
It was «lark when he returned to the
house, and he closed the shutters and
barred the door very carefully before he
»at down by the tire to reflect upou his
text step. He had been reflecting on that
•11 day. without seeing his way too clear
ly to the results on which he had set Itis
heart--a large sum of money, and a new
life abroad to enjoy it in.
He would not go upetairs yet awhile—
toother hour would be of advantage to
him. and he must wait. The bank at
iVorcester was shut, and there would be
to getting money till to-morrow morning
—before that time came she would sign
the check, and remain a prisoner in
facksou's button factory mntil time had
been allowed for him to cash it. Th.it
was the end of the brilliant scheme which
be had planned out like an artist.
Suddenly there was a violent knocking
at the door, and Peterson sprang up. with
bis hand shaking on the back of the chair.
He reached his hand toward the candle
•nd extinguished the flame, as his first
resource against su unseen enemy. Then
he crept on tiptoe toward the door.
"W ho'* there?"
"L e t me in."
"Tom Eastbell!" ejaculated Peterson.
He opened the door, and dragged the
applicant for admittance into the house
by the collar of his coat—a man dreuch-
•d to the skin by heavy rain.
"You muddler!" shouted Peterson;
“why couldn’t you atop at Sedge Hill?
How dare you come intermeddling?
Didn't you leave it all to me?"
"H ere— let go my throat— let a fellow
(peak. What are you doing in the dark?
Where are they all? la Sarah here?
baa she signed the check?"
Peterson released his hold snd locked
the front door again. Tom followed him
Into the room, and sat down shireriug
by the fire. His companion and adviser
relighted the candle, and held it to hia
face.
"W hy did you come?"
"F o r safety. Oh. Ned. I shall be hang
ed!" Torn cried. "T he old woman is
dead, and everybody thinks I have done
It. Here’s s blessed go for an innersout
gian! I never touched her. upon my soul:
•he died right off. bang, in the picture
gallery, and it was nothing to do with
me. I wouldn't have thought of such
a thing."
"Dead? The old woman dead?" said
Peterson, surprised again at this avowal.
"O h!— ugh!—yes." he said, shuddering
more strongly. "H er eyes opened sud
den; Ned. and she was off. 1 shall never
forget it. And then the beast of a wom
an. Hartley, came in when 1 screamed,
and said that I had murdered her I was
talking her over to make a will, whe 1
•he died—that's alL Oh! let's go to I.»au-
ion .**
"T om ." said Peteraoo with excitement,
“yen must go back. You must not leave
• w y th ia i to that Cal wick. The old
woman has died naturally—the doctor
will prove that— and yon have nothing to
fe a r "
"O h! haven't I ? That's all you know
about i t "
"Yon accursed idiot! don’t you see that
you are rich?—that Sarah East bell was
suly between you and a colossal fort on*;?
—and Sarah Kastbell is dead, too."
"Sarah dead, too!" screamed Tom
Kastbell inn his new excitement; "oh.
flon't say that. It can’t be."
"H ush! Keep it Quiet: it is an eternal
secret between you and me: but she
•prang out of the boat suddenly last
night, they tell me. and was drowned.
In a day or two they will find her in the
Severn, and you will be heir-at-law."
"They'll say 1 killed the couple of
th em "
“Sarah ran away from home— every
body knows that—and came to harm by
accident. There is nothing more natural."
"P oor Sally! She wsa a good sort."
said Tom: "and ahe—she's dead then.
l*hank g-vxlness it was quite an accident
—for nobody meant to kill her."
"G et back In haste— at any cost. Say
you were distracted, snd did not know
arhat you were doing— that you have been
in search of Culwick—or a doctor. Get
back"
"Snpp»vse they take me up f.*r killing
my grandmother; that's what I'm afraid
Aunt Esstbell's room, at the door of
which Hartley sat. as if the poor old
woman needed protection still.
"W hy are you waiting here now?" he
asked the servant.
" I f yon please, sir. Mr. Thomas East-
i bell has come back again. He has been
looking for you. and for the doctor, be
says— and 1 thought that 1 would sit here
as usual."
"W here is the man?"
"In his own room, changing his clothe«,
which are wet."
"W e will not disturb him. Hsv« yon
my aunt's keys?"
There was s little lamp upon the brack
et. and he passed into his aunt's bed
chamber. Hartley remaining at her (ost.
It waa a solemn moment in hia life, which
he remembers well. It was his last duty
to the dead woman, and to the wishes of
yesternight, before the tragedy of life
fell on them like a pall.
He opened the Iron box in which the
will had been deposited, and where a
glance assured him that it lay undisturb
ed. and then he closed and locked the
box again, while the thought came to
him that it might never be of us« to
Second-cousin Sarah.
"H a s that man come back because he
thinks so. too?" he muttered; "is it pos
sible that this should be the end ">f my
father's money—of yours, poor worn-out
heart, that never waa made happy by its
acquisition? If I have done you wrung,
old soul. I pray forgiveness now," he
murmured.
"Amen.” said a deep voice at hia aide,
and he turned at the solemn response, for
which he was unprepared. A thin wom
an, clad in shabby black, stood in the
doorway looking at him.
"Lucy Jennings!" he exclaimed.
"You telegraphed to me this morn
ing.” ahe said, advancing; "you asked me
many questions, and I have come to an
swer them in person."
" I t was kind of yon, Lucy." he said,
holding out his hand to her, "fo r I am In
great trouble.*’
They went out of the room together.
Reuben Culwick locked the door, and
gave the key to Hartley, after which
Lucy and he descended to ths hall. Lucy
calym and grave.
"W hat do you know of the Petersons?
What became of them after leaving Lon
don T* asked Reuben eagerly; "hav« you
a clew to their address?"
“I think I h are."
“How did you find it? "
“Among my circle of penitents and of
poor mortals struggling out of crime
there are many links of life to the dark
world. I found friends to help me at
once. Patience. If Sarah Eastbell has
been lured away by these Petersons, the
clew to their haunt has been already
pointed out."
"Heaven bless you. Lucy!"
"Probably i bring a blessing to you—
it is In there."
She pointed to the door of the drawing
room, and he said eagerly as he strode
toward it:
"S a ra h !"
"Not she. It Is something yon lost be
fore your second-cousin, snd took as
much to heart in losing. It is something
that changed you— and from which dated
your hardness, and your suspicions of
me— first of all. It may be yonr own
flesh and blood, for what I know."
He left Lucy Jennings, and went with
quick steps into the drawing room, where
on the sofa lay a child asleep, a poorly
clad little girl of five years old. with
her hat lying by her side, and a tangled
mass of fair, wavy curia thrust back from
her face.
"T o ta !" he cried in his astonishment.
" I met her in the streets of Worcester,
near the pootoflee." said Lufy. " I t was
raining hard, and she was crying because
a lady had not come to fetch her. Her
father had sent her to Worcester, she
said."
"W ill she remember me?"
" I t is unlikely—It Is impossible."
"Sh e wss very young when she went
away, poor T ots.” said Reuben, sadly re
garding her. "Y es, 1 suppo«« it is im
possible."
“She came with me in all confidence. I
told her that I would take her to her
friends, and she believed me."
"You are very kind. Lucy." said Reu
"G et back: you are safe, Get back. ben. "How is it that you do me theve
loot, to all that wealth."
good service«, and yet dislike me so
Edward Peterson’s excitement was much?“*
greater than Thomas East bell's now. He
" I dislike the pride and anger In ynu.'*
thrust him from the house, he locked answered I.ucy. "and they have turned
the door after him; he tottered back to me against you. 1 have had my great
the room.
work to think of lately—not of the petty
Tom Kastbell would be rich— immense difference« of eighteen months ago. See.
ly rich— if hi* sister Sarah were removed the child is waking."
from all the trouble« of this world! Tom
Reuben turned to the little g irt who
East be'J In his power—at his merry for had struggled into a sitting posture on
many paw offeoaes— a weak foal whom the sofa, and was looking at them, all
he comkl rule haphritly. and get money eye«— all blue eye*, too— as Tots had
Quickly by
looked at him in Hope street, years ago
Then, with the fight in his hand, he
"T o ts." he said, advancing to her.
proceeded with a w\od*rfal steadiness of I “T o ts, old lady—don't you know m e?"
step up the stsira A strange specimen
His manner was too impetuous, and
of a villain this—for be wer.t into h.s hia quick stride« toward her were fto
daughter # room irst. and said. "Poor | symbolical of punishment for some cf-
Bees—van have gone far good then." and fense which she in her Ignorance had
walked out again, and up the remaining .committed, that the child sprang up ami
flight, with a very arcTvwful countenance. raa to Lacy Jennings, burying her face in
He drew the key from his pocket, unlock the skirts of her protector.
ed the door, strode In. and then M o p p e d
“T h e child is frightened of t o o . " said
suddenly—a man struck, as it were, into Lucy, calmly; "let her be a while."
•tone by his amusement.
“Why. T ot*. It’s Yueie R oo." he cried,
The room was empty!
"old C od e R*v— you know!"
The child Mill dung to Lucy's skirts,
and would have a x e of his affection. He
C H A P T E R X X IY .
Re «Se« Osi wick dal sst reach Ä*i«e gave up. and walked away to the wic-
m il tiU a late hour, when the Khnda
wer» down before every window of the
“Tow nee how this kind of love last*."
girai bowse. He dal wot dream of death said L oot bitterly, “and yet you talee
at home while he had bee« abroad m It so highly "
pubsu'.t of the living, and. is the deep
"Because it set s high vaine a pen m e."
thought born of hia bailed search, he he answered qmkhty.
strode up ths broad garde« path without
“ I t to d e a d ."
being struck by the blank aspect of the
" I t w ill S v e ag ain — it w ill ra m s b u c k ."
"And if not." Lncy answered, "there
"How did It occsr? TVH me every to your me w l cr ud a tw raus t to you.“
thing r* he ashed, ss he went hit« the
Th« peniag of :W dear cat short the
picture gallery, and Hartley followed dash of arena, and Thomas Kastbe ad
him The story w «• related, and W fiat- vanced tolta ths room with a f errod and
eaed patiently
He hewrd of hia s«at's •wsggeriag sir. Tots dang sci'J to the
death, and of Thomas Kas*bell's flight — skirts of Lucy Jeuningn. w k l her face
of the swspèdow which attached to TVsn- h k ld * la tha fotta.
ss Kastbell until the doctor's sn ivel, and
"O h! you're bock." he said ts Rea bee
that gentleman's belief In tW a stars! "of courso you knew what has happened
term In s den to the fife and care« ef the sine« yswVs been sw ay? T vs b«eu task
aid Indy—of the tnqwest which most fob ing for you everywhere— Tv« bora ran
tin g iftw the doctors—if w« had s
He walked ap and down the gre«t pic plague In the k rass. 1 think people wa ald
ture gallery la hia efti rs«t'e«s fashion, step in It mors than they l a * satt Tern
planning for the morrow
M l w .y he E serbe ' "W ho’s thtoY*
^milted the gallery, and went apacaus te
“My asm# to Jraam gn." aald Lacy.
f
sell but the ones who are preparing
r l r i I I » »♦»■§■♦
"O h! you’re Jennings. I hav« heard
volume* of biographic» of the moneyed
of you, but I dou’t know that we have
men of the country in which the per
ever met before. May I ask what you
= 3 son approached may have hi» hl»tory
want, inarm, now you are here?" asked
w ritten up a t ao many thousand dol
Thomas. "You’ll excuse me, but silica
lar* a page. There 1» also U18 biblio
my grandmother’s death and Sally's dis
maniac. who fanteu» himself upon Mr.
appearance— and until Sally returns —
I «-ousider 1 am the head of this estab
Morgan to dispose of so“ « ancient
If your blood is thin and
lishment."
tome, colored in red by a monk and
" I am compelled to answer your ques
pure, you are miserable all
In yellow by F ather Time.
tion If this is a true statem ent," said
lime. It is pure, rich bio
Mr. G ate* baa had opportunities to
Lucy.
that invigorates, strengths]
T h e M is tle to e B o u g h .
place him self in the class with S a n to s
"Yea, I should think yon were. True
Dumont aa a navigator of the air and
refreshes. You certainly km
indeed—that’s s good one! Why, you The mistletoe hung in the castle hall.
don’t know that my poor grandmother The holly branch shone on the old oak to become a second Castro In the for
wall;
killed herself thinking about me.” he uaid.
mation of a new South American re
"Sh e wsa worried— she wanted to leave And ths baron’s retainers wtrs blithe and public. Three men with theories of
me all her money— and ahe died of dis
i»y.
airships who needed only mgney to
appointment because she hadn't time to And keeping their Christmas holiday,
the medicine that brings go
finish her new will.**
T>i« baron b«held with a fathar't prida make them fly have offered Mr. G ate*
health to the home, the ot
He addressed Lncy Jennings, but he Hia beautiful child, young l^ rall'« bride; a handsome share in venture# If he
wss watching the effect of this announce While aha with her bright ajaa «««mad would produce the capital for con
medicine tested and tried f
ment upon Reuben Culwick from the cor
to be
60 years. A doctor’s medici
struction.
ner of his eyes.
The «tar of thla goodly company.
Mr. Hawley, who waa a proteg# e f
- I o * i m j Mf#*. w ith o u t doubt to a -
" I t is heaven's mercy that your grand
®
n a 8r»*eo
i i a v n r1ll8.
. u s . I i t a U
■■ t a h
n « * m
n i oat
jg l w
« oodòrfal
r .d a r f • 1 a
Collla P. Huntington, haa been be
elno to t h . w o rld fo r
¿t e ï
mother died then." replied Lucy to him. “I'm waary of dancing now.” aha cried:
l* r a i» u e i> t. »n d 1 e a n r „ t t h in k TOB #ri "
sieged
more
by
W
estern
promoter*
be
T have been making inquiries concern "Hera tarry a moment— I'll hide, 1 U
Mas. P i u s McWau..
cause he came from the Pacific co a st
ing you to-day. and 1 have heard of noth
hide!
f - C. A TIX
t il d ru g g is t»
ing to your advantage. You and one Ed And. Lovell, be anre thoo'rt first to trace Offers of Interests In mines In th#
, fo r — —
ward Peterson were in this house, from The clew to my aecret lurking place.”
W estern States and In South America.
which your sister has disappeared,'* said Away aha ran— and bar friend« began
Mexico and Europe have been cast a t
Lncy. "Among my congregation there Kach tower to aearch, and each nook to him as If th* whole world were a
were two or three who remembered the
Bean;
Petersons, and thought they they could And yonng Tarell cried, "O. where doat Klondike and b# th* flrat miner on L a x a tiv e d o s e s o f A y er's P ill*-;
U m ground.
, n ig h t g re a tly a id t h e garaap;
be traced. We are searching for them
thon hide?
now under the name of Jackson."
I'm
loneeome
without
the«,
my
own
dear
THE
C
IT
Y
BOY.
Thomas Eastbell put one hand to his
bride.”
A llen M ortal*.
shirt collar; his throat had begun to swell
W h y H * l a G e n e r a lly L e f t In t k * H e a r
suddenly, and he felt uncomfortsble.
Think for a moment of the
They
Bought
her
that
night,
and
they
b
y
t
h
*
C
o
u
n
try
B
o
y
.
"O h ." he said, "If that’s it you’re on a
lim its of our knowledge! Sixteen!
eought her next day.
wrong------ "
T hat the country la the better place dred m illions of featherless blf
Tota had looked round at the sound of And they «ought her in vain whan a to raise boys Is the teaching of all e x more or less, are picking up a
week passed away:
his voice some moments since, but he had
perience. Go over the list of the men eating and drinking, marrying and
not noticed her till then, and then his In the highest, the lowest, the loneliest
who have done things In your city. A ing in m arriage, on this pretty p|
spot,
voic« utterly deserted him. and his eyes
protruded in amazement. He did not ask Young Lovell sought wildly— hut found large majority of them are country of ours; o f w hat infinitesimal
her not.
any further questions of Miss Jennings.
tion can you really unveil the 'i
bred. W hy?
The child belonged to Edward Peterson. And years flew by, and their grief at last
The boy wherever you find him and gauge th e virtues and the 1
He and his wife had the charge of her Waa told aa a sorrowful tale loug past; needs wide spaces for the development ness How- -Tin y people do you I
once, and grown tired of her. and lost her And when Lovell appeared, the children of the vital forces that are In him.
Intim ately enough to say whether I
in a Camberwell back street, where Reu
cried:
ben had found her; and Edward Peterson | ‘ See! the old man weeps for hia fairy He Instinctively covets elbow room, lot is. on the whole, enviable o f
i u e boyish swath is a wide one. He reverse? E very human being is i
had discovered her a year or so after
bride.”
Is necessarily noisy. He bubbles over elgn kingdom to every other. We J
ward, and taken her from the Jenningses;
bat he could not stop to explain that At leugth en oak chest, that had long for the same reason a tea kettle does a short excursion into their mindl
now. A few days ago that child was
He Is full of spontaneity and runs touch a t a port here and there; ad
lain hid.
at Jackson's button factory, and she Was found In the castle— they raised the over. " In the city he Is cribbed, ca say glibly th a t we know them intij
must have come to Sedge Hill with the
lid.
news. He was caught in a trap again. And a skeleton form lay mouldering bined and confined. He has Little ly. W e know not how many darn
chance to let himself o u t W hat won ners are carefu lly bidden away7
He knew it had not been safe to return,
there
der the roundly developed country lad all strangers, and w hat vast provi
but that fool Peterson had persuaded In the bridal wreath of that lady fair!
him. They knew all. and were getting O, sad was her fate!— in sportive Jest
have never been reached in our |
beats him to the goal.
him Into a line by degrees; everything She hid from her lord in the old oak
Poor city lad. Here Is the picture daring travels. How. then, caj
might have been discovered, for what he
Secretary Shaw give» of him, in a re Judge one another? Such utter 1
chest.
knew to the contrary. He must "cu t it," It closed with a spring!— and, dreadful
cent address: “The boy Is the most ance of our neighbor's thought!
at any risk.
doom.
valuable product o f society, but In the motives should m ake us won
He went Into the passage and closed
The bride lay clasped In her living city he la not fairly treated. He lack» charitable.
the door behind him. He took down a
tomb!
hat from the tree in the hall and put it
a chance for the free play of his na
A H eart S to ry .
on. It waa Reuben's hat. and went over — Thomas Haynes Bayly.
ture. Hia parents seldom giv* him a
hia eyes, and waa altogether a bad fit; but
Folsom, 8 . D ak.— In these
gymnasium or a shop or even a room
“ O n ly W a i t i n g . "
th« sooner he was off the better, and
of hts own. They are afraid he will when so many sudden deaths
where he had put hia own hat he could Only waiting till the shadows
Are a little longer grown.
spoil the furniture. It Is too expen ported from H eart F ailu re and vu
not recollect in the present confusion of
Only waiting till the glimmer
sive to let him do as he pleases. So forms of H eart D isease, it will be
his faculties.
Of the d a j'e last besm is flownt
they give him money and let him go to news to many to learn that thei
He went on tiptoe to the front door,
and drew back the heavy bolts and the Till the night of earth is faded
the streets which are often an open never failing remedy for every fora
From the heart, once full of days
j Heart Trouble.
v
big lock. He opened the door and let
gate te hell." The picture is true.
M rs. H . D . Hyde, of th is place,»
in the wind and rain— and Sarah E a st Till the stars of heaven are breaking
Poor
city
lad.
There
are
no
wide
Through the twilight soft aud gray.
bell!
echoing fields or shady woods where troubled for years w ith a pain i f l
Yes. it was his sister, with a shawl
he may wander at his will, giving full heart which distressed her a gt e s t i
Only
waiting
till
the
reapers
over her hair, and her face, white and
She had tried many remedies boT
play and proper vent to the life forces
Have the last aheaf gathered home.
wild, peering from it. She had *oms
not succeeded in finding anythin
F or the summer time is faded.
back—she knew all—he was done for!
that run riot In hia veins. T e him
would help her until a t last the
And the autumn winds have come.
"Tom . you villain!" ahe shrieked forth,
there Is no call of the wild. F o r him
! a treatm ent of Dodd's Kidney P f l
Quickly, reapers! gather quickly
at first sight of him.
there Is no company and touch of Na
this very soon relieved her and ill
Thomas Eastbell went down on his
The last ripe hours of my heart.
ture which the country boy knows
knees at the same moment as Reuben For the bloom of life is withered.
. not had a single pain or any d is tiB
and
fee
la
came from the drawing room.
And I hasten to depart.
the region of the heart since. B
At home they say of the city boy
"Oh. Reuben! take care of me," Sarah*
¡sa y s: “ I cannot say too m w B
mnrmured. as she went fearlessly to the Only waiting till the angela
that he la rude and awkward and de { praise of Dodd’s K idney P il's. f l
friendly shelter of his arm s; " I have no
structive. W hat wonder! The only are the greatest heart medicine f l
Open wide the mystic gate.
one else."
At whose feet I long have lingered.
wonder Is be doesn't explode. He Is ever used. I was troubled f o r i
"Sh e conld never take care of herself,"
Weary,-poor and desolate.
all boy. T h at's why he is worth rais three years with a severe pain f l
mattered the inflexible Lucy, as she fol Even now I hear the footstep*.
ing! Expressions o . energy in the boy heart, which entirely disappeared J
lowed Reuben Culwick into the hall.
And their voices fa r away:
spell Force. He has in him the m ak a short treatm ent of Dodd's K fl
It was as Mary Holland had said, and I f they call me. I am waiting.
ing of a man. Why scold him and P ills .”
Sarah Eastbell wss back in her i-wn
Only waiting to obey.
house.
spoil bis temper for being what he is?
(To be continued.)
Why spoil him by trying to make him
r p - t o - l ) a t e M a g a z in e
Only waiting till the shadows
w hat he is not?
Hack W riter— How would y i: *
Are a little longer grown.
M a n la a N a t u r a l B lu ffe r .
Only waiting till the glimmer
An unspoiled boy—city or country— an article on Solomon?
H
A man In a big department »tore was
O f the day'e last beam is flown.
is about the finest thing on two legs.
Magazine Editor— F irs t rate, ¡‘O1
buying his w ife a sealskin saeque. Then from out the gathered darkness.
He is affectionate— under his vest He can only furnish a complete set o f l
F irst she tried on a *250 one.
T he
Holy, deathless stars shall rise.
is sym pathetic if you know how to traits of his wives.— Som erville
By
whose
light
my
soul
shall
gladly
man smoothed It across the bsck and
reach hia sympathies. He is honest Journal.
■
Traad
its
pathway
to
the
skies.
said:
And frank. And above all, be atands
—
Frances
Laughton
Mace.
"W ell. I never exam ined one of these
H ow ’ a T h is ?
for fa ir play. Later on. as a man. be
thing* before close up; and thla looks
offer One Hundred Dollari P.em&J
may lose many of these virtues, but as to w#
TH E P EN A L T Y O F W EALTH.
r cose of Catarrh that cannot be
all right to me.”
a boy be Is admirable.
Hall s Catarrh Cure.^B
Next hia wlf# tried on a 300 saeque. M i l l i o n a ir e * W h o s e L i v e * A r e M a d e
F. J. CHENEY A CO.. Prop«.
Give the city boy bis chance. L et
We, the underiifned. have known
He smoothed It across th * shoulders
Mlacvable by Cranks and Prom oters.
him go to the country at every oppor Chener ior the lazt 15 year», and be.ie
and said:
h norable in all business u
Three men In the W all street dis tunity. Let him build a shop in the perfectly
tions and financially able to carry oat l
”1 ca n 't tell the difference between
trict. New York, receive requests In back yard or in the cellar If he choos ligatioca made by their firm.
'em. C an't see a particle of difference the course of a year to back schemes es. G ive him a room of his own. Of * *#T <£ T ec ax . Wholesale Druniftz, ‘
W a LX>I3T à . K ikkaji A MABTL5, whole«
between 'em ."
the financing of which would break course the room will be topsy turvey f i » u , T o le d o . O.
“Oh. my, yes! A closer pile,” said th * Bank of England or bankrupt the betimes. O f course. He Is not a young
Hali t Ca:arrh Cure is taken intern»!
Inf directly upon the blood and macc
the saleswoman.
government o f the United States. They gentleman. He Is a boy. God bless face« of the «rttem. Price 7Sc. per
“No difference, to my mind,” Insisted are John W . G ates, J . Pierpont Mor him. L et him bring h!s comrades Sold by all Drngfisu. Testimonial* *
HoU • Family Pills are the beat.
the man.
gan and Edwin Hawley. These propo home with him. L et them together
l i e bought the *250 coat, and after he sals run through the whole gamut of romp and raise cain. Give the city
S o m e th in g A like,
was gone the salesw om an said:
human ingenuity, from a new method boy a v e n t The country-raised boy
“Why is a kiss over the telef
“ Nine e a ts out o f ten are bought o f scratching matches to the promo has beaten the city-raised boy because like a straw b a t?”
as th at one was. Nearly every m sn in tion of a South American revolution he has had a better chance.— Des
“ Because neither one is fe lt l
sists on doing the purchasing him self, or the prevention o f earthquakes and Moines News.
marked Mr. W ise.
and alw ays he says, when he has other aelsmic d istu rban ces They pour
And then th e old maid was 1
reached bis lim it as regards price. In by letter and persons from all quar
M aking a Good C ltlaea.
to remark th a t cu rren t events
“C an 't see any difference between this ters of the globe.
A 13-year-old Italian boy lately pre certainly shocking.—Brooklyn Ea|
coat and th at dearer one there.' I f I
These things are the penalty of spec pared an essay on the duties o f cl; lie n -
had shown a $1.000 saeque to our friend
tacular wealth. They are some of the ship, for a club in New York. Among
he’d b a r e Insisted th at it looked the troubles th at beset the man who makes the rules which he laid down are the
sam e as the *250 one to him. Men are his m illions with a blare o f trumpet* following:
such blufferSL They bluff even them- | and under the glare o f limelights.
“I f I want to be a good citiien I
selves.
I t would be a satisfaction,
Mr. G ates has been hounded so by must be true to my country, true to
though, lust to bear one man say that importunate persons that he hardly my state and true to mv c!ry
he perceived the superiority o f th e more dares set foot in the s tre e t He was not vote I will not be doing’ my duty.
expensive coat, but didn't care to go Importuned in restaurant a fter restau I must have my own judgment to vote
so high In price.”— Philadelphia Record. r a n t until In self-protection he had a for the man I think is best qna’.fle i
dining-room fitted up in his office and for the office for which he h a . been
H i* E x p la n a t io n ,
there he now takes his luncheon. Mr. nominated If I don't I won't be doing
W hy are people who buy gold bricks
Morgan has been forced to adopt the my duty. I must not let anybody
invariably fa rm ers?- asked the man
bribe me to vote for a man I think no:
sam e method.
who assum e* superiority.
One o f the things th at bothers Mr. fitted for an office, i t wifi also he my
“I dun no." answered Mr. CorntosaeL
duty to be industrious and self-sup
"un less It * because farm er* are the Morgan most, although It coats him no
money. Is the cam era with a fiend be- p osing. ao as not to he a harden and
only folks now adays who have money
hind I t I f there Is one thing he hates a nuisance to the public. I must pay
enough to m ake It worth while for
more than all others it la being pboto- taxes, so that the government can t e
sharpers to bother w ith m . " - W a s h
tographed. and he has become an maintained and the officers of the gov
ington Star.
adept in springing from the door of ernment paid because the governmen
hia office building Into a coupe and ts for my good. When tt u 2 -^ « v ir y
A lm ost R ic h !.
-W h a t do yon know about thla e a se ’ “ hanging the door behind him . I t was I moat help to m a !tta :s order a id al
he who w as the recipient of the pro ways be ready for pabhc sen X*. a^d
asked the law yer.
j
"N oth ing." replied the wltnean. “I'm posal that he finance a scheme for In case of war serve my co c a --y
making earthquake* Impossible. Jo s t should know the hlstoty of my
th e expert "
ftubeeqneatly hia testim ony proved a fte r th * eruption of Monnt P e l** a snd be an Intelligent reader and t :«s
cooclnateety th at he knew leas than Frenchm an wrote him. roost earnestly observer of current events.”
asking his help snd assuring him there
n o th in * -C h ic a g o Tribune
R o a s t s '. P a r c b a s e « .
w ere millions of dollars In th * plan
Russia bought from the United
Scarcely
a
day
passes
bat
some
man
(the— Yon didn't stay k m * in London.
States in ltklS nearly 330.000.00(1 worth
He— N*. I couldn't stand It- Over w rite* to him o f th * unearthing of a |
of goods, which la double the a v e ra ^
th ere everybody knew me for an Amer priceless painting, disfigured by Cm*,
for previous years, and sold the United
iena right aw ay. Here, la New T ark. b a t bearing beyond ail doubt traces of
th * work of some dead master
An States nearly |11.0tli.000 worth, which
b p e a r ever rasgwrts I t - A m n Bet.
other class o f men whoa* palm* itch ia an Increase of i ) per cent over pre
M l:o n sold hia copyright o f P ara fur tome o f th * Morgan money are vious yearn.
•me Loot fo r *T T la throe payments, th# book agents, not only th# Inoffen-
W , give a man credit for being
his Ufo la t buc a r ! ty.
Mva oaaa who have editions da lux* to
«va, headed if he Isn't a b o rt anr le v *.
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