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. kVAVyiV. kV’AV’yVV, kVOlVO ^ 'y VV AV / DOUBLE DISC RECORD I i ,n the Smart ! Little Trap O NLY 35c The One Who Didn’t Land Its Owner and the One Who Did. Remember we are still g i v i n g a good double disc graphopboue record when jour cash purchase amounts to $5.00, by the payment of 35 cents extra. A good assortment to select from. A full and complete line of Staple and Fancy Groceries, Flour, Feed, Lard, Etc. See us before buying Economy Fruit Jars. . . . . . . * ______________________________________________________________ %zszszszs2^^ No. 27 Can 7 Hardly Tell Who's Boss The Stickney does nearly all the work. Sells itself if you look It over, works so well you can’t afford to discharge it—Hired-man, chore-boy and master- workman go when a Stickney gets on the job . There are 5 7 reasons why. Come In and sec fo r yourself. Nosier & Norton H H B H l EXC LU SIV E AGENTS NOSLER & NORTON - Coquille, Ore. Roseburg-Myrtle Point Auto Line J. L. LAIRD, Proprietor Leaves Mrytle Point daily at 7 o ’clock a. m. Arrives at Roseburg at 2 o’clock- Leaves Rosebuig daily at 7 a. m , ar riving at Myrtle Point at 2 o’clock. Special rigs for parties at any time. Stage R u n n i n g in C o n n e c t i o n Carrying United States Mail and Passengers’ Baggage Office at Laird’s Livery Barn, Myrlle Point Home Telephone 461. Farm ers Telephone 156 OLD R E L IA B L E —EQUIPPED WITH W IR EL E SS || STEAMER BREAKWATER ALW AYS ON TIM E $ From Portland 9 A. M. September 2, 7, 12, 17, 22 October 2, 9,19, 23, 30 From Coos Bay September 4, 9, 14, 19, 24, 29 ' -t*0 > ^ October 5, 12, 19, 29 PAUL L. STERLING, Agent jji Phone Main 181 ft S ' O ; :T_i .i - O ' O i J ' l O O ^3H C ~ ^r ^ ¡ 7 University of Oregon Correspondence School offi-re, FR E E , with the exception of co t of p .stage on papers and cost of the University Extension Bulletin, to CITIZENS OK OREGON, forty UNIVERSITY COURSES by M VIE. Ability to piotit by the courses »-elected is the only requirement for enrollment m the Correspondence Department. Courses are offered in the departments of Botany, Debating, Economics, Education, Electricity, English Literature, English Compo sition, History, Mathematics, Mechanical Drawing, Physical Education, Physics, Physiology, Psychology, Sociology, and Surveying. Write to the Secretary of the Correspondence School, University of Oregon, Eugene, for information and catalogue. COURSES IN RESIDENCE at the University prepare for the pro fessions of ENGINEERING, JOURNALISM, LAW, MEDICINE, and TEACHING. Kail Semester opens Tuesday, Sept. 17. Address the Registrar for catalogues descriptive of the College of Kngeneering, the College of Liberal Arts, the Schools of Education, Commerce, Law, Medicine, and Music. 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What do you bet I don’t land him, trap and all, before the summer’s flown by?” Miss Irene Warden, a beauty (and aware of it), was writing to her girl chum concerning the bachelor who had Just taken the big colonial house with the carriage road and iron archway which for several seasons now had abandoned hope of usefulness. She was writing by an open window where the scent of the roses came up from the front garden. Beyond lay the pretty tree lined road over which the bachelor and his champagne col ored traps had Just flown by. “Although I ’ve told j rou his name is Horace Matlock,” ran on Miss War den’s pen, “I haven't told you what he looks like. He’s' an old man, forty or fifty, I should 3ay. His nose is rather too big, although people call him hand some, and he’s a bit bald; but, then, I suppose most men who live in big houses and drive smart traps have big noses. What?” Miss Warden smiled a little soft smile into the glass above her dressing table and then bent over her portfolio again: “Of course I’d prefer dear old Tom. He’s young and stunning aud sings col lege songs so beautifully; but, as you know, he hasn’t a red! And I really must do something this summer, Madge. My already meager allowance will be cut considerably in the autumn, for in September pa’s going to enter the matrimonial game himself—a hor rid, designing widow too! So I must ‘step lively,’ In the parlance of street car officials. “In point of fact, though,” pursued the voluble pen, “it’ll be pretty easy, plain sailing. I haven’t a single good looking rival up In this out of the way place except old Professor Thornton’s daughter, and she’s the quietest poke of a girl—a regular stay at home. And as for dressing—well, Madge, you aud I spend as much on our gloves and veils, I reckon, as she does on her whole outfit. That’s what comes from having a bookworm for a father.” The next week in the little village postofllce a friend presented Mr. Hor ace Matlock to Miss Irene Warden. Apparently the meeting was by acci dent, but Miss Warden felt her smooth cheeks flush, aud her habitual com posure was rippled for a second, while, for his part, Mr. Matlock scarcely look ed at her and. having passed a con ventional “glad to meet you,” lifted his hat politely and walked out to his smart little trap. “I had on my chic voile, the one Aunt Tessle sent me from Paris, you know,” wrote Miss Warden to Madge, “and my big white hat with flopping fuchsias. But it was all rank waste.” She couldn’t understand it. Her dreams hadn’t ended that way at all. One day in the tiny idle little bank Horace Matlock stopped short as he recognized a stooped, gaunt figure with a patrician face. “Why, It’s Professor Thornton, Isn’t it?” he cried, stepping up to him with a cordially outstretched hand. When Matlock years ago had entered Yale as a freshman Thornton had been tutoring, and quite a friendship had sprung up between them. Subsequent ly they had lost track of each other. But the satisfaction of the younger man In meeting the older one again was genuine. “Poor old professor! How thin aud worn and aged he’s become!” thought Matlock as he drove the professor home to his modest little cottage. Out in the cottage’s side yard by the hollyhocks a girl was picking a great bunch of sweet pens for the lunch table. When she heard the smart lit tle trap stop at the gate she looked quickly up from the blossoming vines and wondered. Who was the distin guished looking stranger? And where had he picked up dear daddy? A few days later Matlock drove up to the cottage again. It was only de cent, he told himself, that he should show the professor some attention and take him driving now and then. Per haps some day also he would take the professor’s daughter. He liked her. He liked the natural, unabashed way In which she had acknowledged her fa ther’s presentation of him, with her sleeves rolled up and her arms full of sweet peas; he liked the width between her eyes, the breadth of her brow, the lines of her mouth. She was less pret ty than many young girls, but there was about her n freshness, a sweet ness, that pleased him. and he had no ticed that her figure in her simple lit tle gown was well molded and slim. One evening toward twilight, when out In the open lawn bats were whirl ing aimlessly and tirelessly. Matlock dropped In upon the professor to make him a little call. He had fetched him his afternoon mall ns pretext. While they were sitting out on the porch from the shadowy little parlor came the first chords of Beethoven’s beautiful “Moon light Sonata.” “That’s Cynthia,” said Professor Thornton In answer to his guest's start of surprise. "She’s never too tired, no matter how hard or long the day has been, to play that sonata for me in the »voting. I love it above all other writ- ton music, and she never forgets.” Then while the three toads droned their harmonies he told Matlock a lit tle about his daughter -how four years ago he had suffered a paralytic stroke and she had l»een obliged to leave school in her graduating year and nurse him night and day with untiring sweetness; how, when their slender in come was exhausted^a year back, she had begun to make use of her musical skill and give lessons on the piano. And when the professor told of Cyn thia's triweekly trips to Adams, the nearest town, his silvered head went down on his coat sleeve, and In the gloaming behind the honeysuckles the two men were silent. Presently they smoked their usual ci gars and Indulged In their usual con versation-newspaper topics chopped fine by Individual opinion, a good deal •f politics, a little of art and science. Last of all, Cynthia came out. “Delighted!” she said, going prettily up to Matlock with outstretched hands. “While you two have been gossiping I’ve been remembering your weakness for tea and have drawn you a cup. Will you come in, or shall we have It out here?” They went in. Near the little fern screened fireplace was a tea table, dainty in its array of polished silver and thin china. The hanging lamp shed the rich, soft glow of olive oil, and there was an air of Intimate home- likeness about everything. Matlock had been a stranger to that sort of thing for so long that It sent a kind of thrill shivering through him. After all, to have a cozy tea table and a slim white hand to inclose In yours—Cyn thia’s hands were slim and white enough as they moved along the china in the half light. He pulled a chair close for the professor and then sat down himself. Before Horace Matlock went to bed that night he remembered that on the morrow Cynthia Thornton was to drive with him In his champagne colored trap. How It would harmonize with her soft hair before the ambitious sun touched It to gold! What a dear, wo manly little treasure of girlish bright ness she was anyhow! Cynthia only returned from Adams the next day a half hour before her drive and was consequently a bit tired, She was not one to make conversation, and the quiet and beauty of the scenes stretched out before her made her very silent. Matlock as he handled the reins watched both her and the landscape. There was a certain peace about them both. And peace was. above all things, what he wanted. The next day Miss Warden wrote to her girl chum again: "In the beginning of the summer, Madge, dear, I wrote you that a cer tain matrimonial venture would be 'easy, plain sailing.’ Alas! I’m afraid I shall never find port—not at least with my bachelor up on the hill. And In the name of wonders, who of all people do you snpimse has taken the wind out of ray sails? Cynthia Thorn ton, the old bookworm’s daughter! He had her out driving in that little beau ty of a trap three times during the last week to my knowledge! I'm afraid Cupid Isn’t very kind to me. Y’ou’ll find I'll die an old maid after all, unless Tom”— At this point Miss Warden’s pretty teeth absently caught the top of her penholder, while she looked dreamily toward the sunny, tree lined street. Then she began to hum. As she started on the fourth bar of her song a champagne colored trap skimmed by. In It was the charming bachelor, and by his side was Cynthia Thornton. A n im a ls Seen In the Sea. Many land animals and birds have | their titles taken from dwellers In the deep sea. Perhaps the most curious Is the sea mouse, which does not re- j semble the land mouse In the slight est. It Is a worm of curious shape ! and lives on land beyond the tide ' mark. Often, however. It Is thrown I up on the bench by storms. | The sea otter, whose fur is remark ably valuable, resembles more Its I cousin on land. It Is, however, very I rarely found, being mainly confined to the coast of the northern Pacific. Another finny inhabitant of the sen is the sen owl. It Is not a bird at nil, but a fish. Its more common name is the lump sucker. Its curiously form ed mouth, by which It fastens Itself to the rocks, resembles that of an owl; hence the name. Then the sea snake—not to be con fused with the mythical sea serpent— the sea slug, the sea lion, the sea spi der, the seagull, the sea wolf and many others are all named from land types, but In many cases It is only some peculiar characteristic that gives them their title.- Pearson’s T h e F irst Locom otive In Maine. The first locomotive used In the state of Maine came from England, having been built at the works of Rob ert Stephenson & Co. in the year 1835, and made Its flr«t trip over the Bangor, OUltown and Milford railroad on Aug 10. 1837. This road was then generally known ns the “Yeaxle road,” and the track was made of wooden rails strapped with Iron. The shackles used to connect the engine and cars were made of three thicknesses of sole or belt leather held together by copper rivets and had a hole In each end so as to hook over an upright stationary pin bolted or driven into a rigid beam ex tending from the end of the car. It Is said that for a time the engine was run In opposition to a six ox team em ployed by a Bangor lumber dealer who was not willing to pay the rates charged on the railroad, and It was not until the management of the line came to what he considered fair charges that he turned his traffic over to It P O L K ’ S' Theo. UeifinaD S hoe M fg.G o. Incorporated. Manufacturers of The Celebrated tiergmann Shoe Tbe Strongest and Nearest Water For Sale by Mi Dealers . -oof shoe made for loggers, miners prospectors and mill men. 21 Thurman Street S E A T T L E FISHER FLOURING MILLS CO. U. S. A.' P , 0»yoox. o rtland OREGON and W ASH IN G TON Business Directory A D ir e c t o r y o f e a c h C it y , T o w n rind VI1I r | * i g iv in g d e s c r ip t iv e s k e t c h o f e a c h p ie c e , lo c a t io n , p o p u la t io n , t e l e - g r a p h , s h ip p in g a n d b a n k i n g p o in t ; a ls o C la s s ifie d D ir e c t o r y , c o m p ile d b y b u s in e s s a n d p r o fe s s io n . H. I.. a CO.. 8RATTLE » The Boy Commander By R PEMBERTON SLADE A j. SHERWOOD P ro . op c o g u iL L ia , w i Toko no other Huy #»t yo*ir * ^ A . r< 111 < ?|| - . . T F R * H IM M l 1 * 1 1 .1 « , for « f t years known as Beat, Safest. Always Reliai 1« SOU BY DRLGGIS1S tlERYWHUF R. B. Rhine. 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I . i d l M l A « k y o u r H rn iri-U t ' r Chl « h r » .| fr'i T lroa l/ A \ P ill« in l l i t l ami Wold tvrt, \Y/ VAJ9 b o »«, l with P c R n. A. J. Sherwood, «««< «««* «« *« R. 8. gj l\ > - _ Correspondent*. •sard of D ira dar*. Demeat, K.O . L. Har locker, Inaiah Hacker. / CHICHESTER S PILLS A orboor . T r a n n a c t a a G e n e r a l B a n k i n g B u s in e e s a One day soon after reaching his army and before he had become known to the troops he rode out alone to cast an eye over the contour of the country be tween him and his enemy. It was raining, aud Napoleon wore over his uniform a wrap to keep off the water, so that no evidence of his rank was visible. A young lieutenant who came from a converging road rode up along side the general and, since they were going the same way, began to chat with him. “The roads are execrable,” said the lieutenant. “I don’t think Bonaparte will get us out of this for some time. He can’t get guns through the mud.” “The feasibility of roads depends upon the energy of those who desire to go over them,” replied Napoleon. “Some say that In armies It depeuds on the persistence of the general.” “Perhaps you ure right. The inspira tion of an army is derived from its general.” “Do you think this young Bonaparte will Inspire this army?” “That remains to be seen.” “They say he’s nothing but a b o y - no older than you or me. Why did the directory send such a young chap to command meu, I wonder? I ’ve heard Barros did it.” “Indeed! Burros is leader in the di rectory, I believe.” “My father, who is in Paris, wrote me that.” “Did you father say why Barros sent a young chap to command men?” “Yes, but that’s a secret.” “Nothing is a secret that oue person has got hold of.” “Anyway, my father says it's a se cret. He got it from oue who knows.” “Come, what is this that you and your father aud the ‘one who knows' are keeping so quiet?” “All I can say is that Barros gave Bonaparte the command of this army on condition that he marry a certain woman.” “That will do. I see your secret is scandal. I have no use for that. What else do you know about General Bona parte?” “Nothing else. I understand he has been doing some good work at Toulon, though nothing that would entitle him to the command of this army. It must be galling to the generals who have been so long commanders to be over topped by one who has jumped almost from the ranks. I understood that A. said to one of the others soon after Bonaparte’s arrival, ‘This fellow is a mere boy, but he's our master.’ ” “Did A. say that?” “I heard so.” This put Napoleon, whose brow had been darkening while he pumped out the scaudal about himself, in a better humor, and. his road, diverging from that of his companion, lie bid him good morning politely and without any acerbity in his manner. The lieutenant while riding beside his general had not had much opportunity to inspect his features. Now that Napoleon faced him for a moment the latter got a glance at the former. “That young fellow,’’ mused the lieu tenant as he jogged on, “has a strong face. I wonder who he Is. I didu’t think to ask him even his rank. I ’ve a mind to rejoin him and find out.” He turned and galloped after Napo ^ leon. “I say, I have been much pleased to meet you. I neglected to give you uiy name. I am Lieutenant Jardlnier of the Eighty-seventh of the line. I will be happy to see you In my tent if you are any time riding my way.” “Thank you, but I am very busy just now. I fear I shall not have time.” “Oh, no subaltern can be a busy man. I’m not busy. Hide over some day. I have just received a case of wiue from home. We’ll have a bottle.” “And I, who have just arrived from Paris, brought a full supply.” “You have Just come from Paris?” “Yes.” “ Been on leave?” “No; I have come to this army for the first time.” “Just received your commission?” “Yes.” “Who is making the appointments now ?’• "You must excuse me from further chat at present; I must leave you.” And, turning his horse’s head, Na poleon struck across a field. A few days later the army marched past its uew commander in review. As Lieutenant Jardlnier raised his sword in salute his face became white as ashes. He recognized in the general in chief the “boy who had been sent by Barros on condition that he marry a certain woman” to command men. Na poleon recognized him, but not by the slightest change of countenance did It api>ear that he had done so. The lieu tenant gave himself up for lost. When after the review he returned to his tent he found there an order from his chief to report in person nt his head quarters the next morning. Napoleon never missed an opportu nity to attach any one to him. Some times he worked through fear, some times through cupidity and sometimes by making a friend. At the beginning of his career he must needs choose the last of the three. He lectured the cul prit roundly on repenting a scandal and dismissed him without any mark of displeasure. The lieutenant after ward became one of his generals and was faithful to him till after Water- S u b s c r ib e for T h e H e r a ld . 0. C SANFORD. Aast. Cashier F IR S T N A TIO N A L B A N K Wheu Napoleon took commaml of tile army of Italy he was very young R. E.SHINE, V .-P riH . I. H. 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