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About Southwest Oregon recorder. (Denmark, Curry County, Or.) 188?-18?? | View Entire Issue (Oct. 14, 1884)
The Kewsboj. Want any paper, Mister? Wish you'd buy 'em of mo Ten 3 cuts oia, an' a famly, An' bizness dull, you see. Fact, Boss' There's Tom, an' Tibbr, An' Dad, an' Mam, an' Mam's cut, None pi 'em earnin' money W ut do you think of that? Couldn't Dad work? Why yes, Boss, lie's working for gov'ment now They give him his board for nothin' All along f a drunken row. An' Mam? Well, she's in the poorhouse Been there a year or so; So I'm tukin' care of the others, Doin as well as I know. Oughtn't to live so? Why, Mister, What's a feller to do? Some nights, when I'm tired and hungry, Seems as if each on 'em knew They'll all three cuddle around me. Till I get cheery, and say: Well, p'raps I'll have sisters an' broth An' money an' clothes, too, j-oin - it. But if I do get rich, Boss (An a lecturin' chup one night Said newsboys could be Presidents II only they acted right) ; So, .f I was President, Mister, The very hist I'd do. I'- i luijr poor Tom an' Tibby A dinner an' Mam's cat. too! None o'your scrap an' leavin's, But a good square meal for all three; If you think I'd skimp my triends, Boss, That shows y u don't know me. So "ere's yo;ir pipers come, take one, Gimme a lift if you can For now you've heard my story, You see I'm a fam'ly man! K. T. Corbctt. ALL FOR LOVE. THE STORY OF JAMES SAMUKIj' LIFE One of those stories, so prolific in the "West romantic in the extreme, full of love, jealousy, attempted murder and a happy finale has just been made pub lic in Denver, Col! The hero, William Samuels, is one of the wealthiest men In the state, and it is from his lips that the story comes, corroborated by his wife and brother James. Four years ago the two brothers lived in the beau tiful Chester Valley, Pennsylvania. Herbert Samuels, the father, was a well-to-do farmer, owning a splendid tract of land, where he dwelt with his wife and two boys. When the latter were old enough he sent them to school and then to college. During their ab sence a brother of the father died and he took into his family the dead man's child Hattie. When the two brothers returned from college, aged about twenty-th ee and twenty-five respect ively, they foundtheir cousin, a beau tiful girl of twenty year3, installed in the house. Of the brothers James, the elder, had light hair and eyes and was of quiet and even demeanor, rarely, if ever, known to be angry, and being a general favorite not only at home but throughout the entire community. In marked contrast was the character and disposition of William, the young er brother, who, of a dark, almost swarthy complexion, with hair and eyes as black as coal, was fiery and quick to anger, and although naturally well meaning had had numerous en counters, Doth while attending school and since his graduation. Since the time, three years ago, when James and William finally re turned from college and found their lovely cousin domiciled at their home, they had both been violently in love with her and both had made every manifestation of the feeling, but so far the cunning witch had avoided show ing the slightest preference for either, treating them as brothers rather than lovers. This state of affairs rankled as a thorn in the breast of the hot headed William, whose feelings of bit terness and jealousy toward his brother grew until they amounted to almost positive hatred. Time and again he sought quarrels, but James more even temper prevented anything of 'a serious character until one bright afternoon in July, when, upon the return of the elder brother and Hattie from a ride, the younger, who watched with a ferocious, dangerous glare in his eyea as his brother assisted hi3 cousin to alight, then followed him to the barn where he was unharnessing the horses and attacked him with the vilest abuse, using epithets so strong that he was at last compelled to reply in the same spirit. Words were followed by blows, when William,' blinded by passion, seized a heavy wagon spoke and dealt his brother a stunning blow, felling him to the earth, as the blood gushed from a ghastly wound in the .head. At once realizing the terrible thing that he had done, and believing that he had killed his brother, a complete re vulsion of feeling came over him, and, casting a last hurried look at the pros trate form and the white upturned face, he fled. After several days of continuous travel he arrived at an obscure mining camp in Colorado, hop ing that, buried in the wild fastnesses of the Rocky Mountains he could shut 'i:t from his vision the ever present :i r. ible sight of the face of the brother slain by his hand. Entering upon the pursuit of a miner he sought by a fev erish industry and the hardest kind of hard work to forget his one horror, but in the dark recesses of the drift in which he was working, in the gloomy cornets of the cabin in which ne slep everywhere and always it haunted him. In the meantime, after a few months, To; tune with her usual fickleness re- arded hi3 labor, which had been per iormed without any particular thought or hope of result, and the open drift which had become a tunnel of some proportions, struck a rich lead of mar vellous proportions and containing im mense wealth. At once the almost unknown camp became famous, and his name all un consciously to him became almost as a household word in all mining commu nities as associated with one of the largest strikes of the year. Fame of this kini travels far, and even after a time reached the quiet farm in Chester Valley where he had spent his happy childhood days and afterward wrecked his manhood. One day, while in the cage ascending from the bottom of one of his deepest shafts, a shadow cast over the top cause! him to suddenly look up, and the face he saw caused a thrill of horrjr to pass through him, his hands relaxed his grasp of the rope and he had a narrow escape from falling to the bottom. Arriving at the top more dead than alive, he gave one hasty, frightened glance around him, saw the face again and swooned away. The owner of the face, a tall and handsome man, evidently a stranger in the camp, sprang forward and caught Ids falling body in time to prevent it from being dashed to pieces in the bottom of the shaft, at the same time ejaculating, "Oh, William!" The miner was taken to his cabin, and after the application of restoratives, slowly revived. "Where is it?" he asked, at which the stranger slowly ad" vanced and said softly, "Brother, don't yon know me?" With a still half frightened look in his wandering eyes the miner gazed again at the face which had so startled him, and gradu ally realizing the fact that it was real, living nesh and blood, again relapsed into a swjon. For days he raved in the paroxysms of a fever, living the hideous chapter of his life over again, until at last the fever exhausted kself by its very force, and the sick man sank into a deep slumber. At last the invalid awoke, weak and helpless a9 a child, but in his right mind. Instantly the cause of his ill ness was by his side, and taking his hand tenderly in his own said, "Wil liam, my poor brother!" It was James Samuels, the brother who was supposed to have h,een dead, but who was here alive and well and in the full enjoy ment of manhood. "Is it a miracle?" ejaculated William, as soon as he could speak. "It is no miracle, but a sad mistake under which you have labored and from which you have undoubtedly suffered much. When you get strong er I will tell you all." The next day, William having so far recovered as to be able to sit up, his brother sat by him and said, "Notwithstanding my injury, which was not nearly so serious as you imagined, I regained conscious ness shortly afterward, and our father, who entered the barn at that moment assisted me to the house. The news was broken to your mother and Hattie as gently as possible and I really think their sympathies were with you more than with me. The matter was kept as quiet as possible in the neighbor hood and I soon recovered from the injury, and everything went along as ' usual save that you were grieved for and lamented by all. Notwithstanding all the inquiries which we had quietly set on foot to discover your where abouts we utterly failed to discover any trace, and mourned you almost as one dead. About two weeks ago I pick ed up an old newspaper and saw your name for the first time connected with the story of your big mining strike. It was at once resolved that I should come to you. I started that very night, and I am here." "But Hattie?" asked William, with a wistful look from his eyes. "She is well, nnd would be happy were it not for worrying about your fate." , "She and you got married, of cour e ?" There was pain in the very tones in which this was asked. "No, indeed. After you left she con fided to me her secret th it after all she loved you and always meant to marry you." A dazed look came over William's face, and gasping, "It cannot be," he very nearly relapsed into another swoon, the joy of the announce ment being almost too much for him in his weakened state. At last, after having been assured again and again by his brother of the glad truth, he ex claimed, "Oh, let us go home at once." Arrangements were made at once to start, and with a new life in his veins the invalid recovered his strength so rapidly that they left the camp on the second day after, and reached home in side of a week. Of the meeting and its joys words could not give an accurate description. A quiet wedding followed within one short month, after which the miner returned with his bride to Colorado, furnished her a magnificent home in Denver, and i now not only one of the wealthiest but one of the most honored residents of the Queen City. New York Telegram. The Grass Tree. Down in Australia, that great island where the Creator seems to have planted the seed of many of His wonders to be found in the vegetable kingdom, grows a tree that is little heard of by the out side world, but which is of inestimable j value to the native, who depends more ! upon the productions of nature for ex- istence and happiness than upon the 1 creations of art and science. It is the j gras3 tree. It is of small growth.being j hardly more than a shrub. At the top are tufts of foliage resembling palms, from the center of which a long slender . spike shoot3 out.covered with flowers of j varied and beautiful hues. The base of the leaves of this tree furnishes the na tive with food, it being very palatable when roasted.- The sap of the tree is a balsamic exudation, which when ex posed to the air becomes hard and dry. This is one of nature's best tonics for dysentery, diarrhoea and other intesti nal maladies; it is also, used by the na tives for healing wounds, which it does very quickly; and when it is mixed with alluvial soil, it forms a very tena cious cement, which is used for caulk ing canoes. Health and Home. Knowledge Worth Having. j The knowledge which we crave and work for, which we look for and find, which we think out or dig out for our selves, which we rejoice in as a newly found treasure that is the knowledge, be it small or great, that is worth hav ing. It is like the food for which wo hunger it gives us fresh power and fuller life. It ma.ters far less even what this knowledge is than the way in which it is gained. The most sym pathetic and well-prepared course of study worried through by a student whose only care is that he may get hi3 diploma, is of far less value to him or to the world than the vital thought of the young mechanic who, anxious to master the secrets of his trade, patient - ly studies its details, discovers its prin - ciples, and infuses into ithis own fresh and living force, perhaps in the form of some, new invention, or perhaps in a more skillful touch or a more delicate finish than it has yet received. Paper Doors. "Feel the weight of that door," said a New York builder to a Sun reporter, who was looking at an unfinished apartment house up town. The report er prepared to lift what seemed to be a polished mahogany door, but it proved too light for any wood. "It is made of paptr," said the builder, "and, while itj costs about the same as wood, is much better, because there is no shrinking, swelling, cracking, or warping. It id composed of x two thick paper boards, stamped and moulded into panels and glued together with glue and potash and then rolled through heavy rollers It is first covered with a waterproof! coating and then with a fireproof coat ing, and is painted and varnished ancj hung in the ordinary way. Few per sons can detect that they are not made of wood, particularly whea used a: sliding doors." ; New York streets are overrun artistic musicians playing all sorts of instruments for small change. PEARLS OF THOUGHT. A higher duty Is won by kindness than can be secured by fear. It is more honorable to acknowledge our faults than to boast of our merits. No great characters are formed in this world without suffering and self denial. Best satisfied with doing well, and leave others to talk of you as they please. Do not lose courage by considering your own imperfections, but instantly set about remedying them. Virtue will catch as well as vice by contact; and the public stock of hon esty, manly principle will daily accu mulate. A cucumber is bitter: throw it away. There are briers n the road turn aside f rjm them. This is enoughs Do not add, and why were such thing made in the world ? He that sympathizes In all th happiness of others enjoys the safest happiness; and he that is warned by the folly of others has attained tha soundest wisdom. Happiness dote3 on her work, and is prodigal to her favorite. As on drop of water hath an attraction for I another, so do felicitie3 run into felicities. The hours Ave pass with happy pros pects in view are more pleasing than those crowned with fruition. In the first instance, we cook the dish to out own appetite; in the latter, naturi cooks it for us. The head truly enlightened wilj presently have a wonderful influence in purifying the heart, and the heart really affected with goodness will con duce to the directing of the head. Claimants ot Thrones. Among the most curious and ob scure chapters in history are the claims of certain living persons to the thrones of the greatest empires in the world. A woman alleged to be the grand daughter o.f King George the Fourth and Mrs. Fitzherbert i3 still living in England, and from time to time put3 forward her claims to occupy tha place of Queen Victoria, f junded, as she asserts, upon the legitimate mar riage of the King, which was never egally annulled, and the certificates of her own and her father's birth.- After the execution of Louis XVI. j and Marie Antoinette, the fate of the ( Dauphin wa3 veiled in mystery for j Some years. The place of his impris onment was concealed, and contradic tory reports as tohi3 escape or his sud-1 den death were circulated over Europe. Out of this secrecy have grown one or two plausible accounts of the escape of the Dauphin, and his life under an as sumed name in other countries. The i Naundorff family claim to be his child ren and grandchildren, and therefore to be the legitimate heirs to the French throne in the Bourbon line. Some thirty years ago a clergyman named Williams, in an obscure parish in Can ada, published documents to prove j that he was the grandson of the Dau phin, and brought forward claims so plausible that the Prince de Joinville, , then in this country, visited him, but ; came away, it is said, unbelieving, 1 Some persons have asserted that the legitimate heir to the Russian crown, when the Czar Nicholas died in 1855, 1 was not Alexander, who actually suc- : .i mt n nnnr l.evar. who was kept byW To"TUe lot of any human-TTcnrgn.,pa33 me a plata "Won't you have Happy is he who has a firm foothold ' on low ground! Youth's Companion. Spoken After, Sorrow, I know something sweeter than 0a chime- Of fairy bells that run Down mellow winds; oh, fairer than th ttmrt You sing about, in happy, broken rhymo, Of butterflies and sun. But oh, as many fabled leagues away As the To-morrowAvhen the cast breaks gray. Is this which lies lomewhere most still Md for, Between the sunset and the dawn's last star, An 1 known as Yesterday. I know of something better, dearer too, Than tlii-t first rose you hold, All sweet with June, and dainty with the dew The summer's golden promise brea'hing through Its white leaves' tender fold ; Oh, fair-r, when the late wind', gathering slow Behind the night, shall, moaning sad and low Across the w ild, make all its music dumb. Oh, dearer than the earliest rose to come, Will be the last to go. I knew of something sadder than this nest Of broken eggs you bring, With such sweet trouble stirring at your breast For love undone : the mother bird's unrest, That yesterday could sing. My little child, too grieved to want my kiss, Do I forget the sweetness they will miss Who built the home? My heart with your makes moan ; i But oh, that nest from which the birds have flown, Is sadder far than this. Juliet C. Jllarth, in Harpers .Magazine. HUMOROUS. Good figures A dancing master. A deep laid scheme an ocean cable. A coachman is the saddest of all men for his life is full of " whoa. Latin is a "dead language" when an inexperienced drug clerk fools with it Sometimes when a man falls down he is said to have slipped up. Such are the inconsistencies of our language. Professor Proctor says the earth is. still in her youth. That explains why she goes around so much and is out so late of nights. "Holdup" is the name of a new Ari zona postoffice. It is scarcely neces sary ta add that road agents look after the males out there. Some one says that the most direct way to some men's poeketbooks is through their stomachs. The doctors evidently discovered this some time ago. "Which side should a person sleep -f 6nT' asks a correspondent. Well, if she hasn't locked the door you might , a3 well sleep on the inside. Life is like a harness. There are traces of cares, lines of trouble, bits as good fortune, breache of good man ners, bridled tongues, and everybody has a tug to pull through. An American lady married to an Italian prince a year ago has already left him. Some American girls are j too proud to travel around with a tambourine all day. It is said that Bartholdi's Statue of Liberty was modelled after hi3 mother. It will be noticed, by examining tne pictures of the statue that Mrs. Bart holdi used to hold the shingle in her left hand. Differ From Man "Five thou, sand molecules can sit comfortably on the point of a pin." Herein the mole cule differ materially from man. The latter couldn't sit "comfortably" on the point of a pin, to save his life. "You ought to put a sign over that hatchway," said a policeman to a store keeper, "or some one may tumble into it." "All right," replied the merchant; and he tied one of his "Fall Opening placards to the railing. A cyclone in Kansas carried away a bank building, but as the cashier had departed in an opposite direction the day before, it wasn't thought worth while to hunt after the bank. The soprano wanted the tenor tam ed out of the choir because, after hear ing her run up and down the scale six or seven tunes in one breath, he re marked that she wa3 very successful as a wind-lass. My child," said Rattler j his youngest, " I always eats the cvtists of my bread." " I know it, papa," lisped the incor. rigible, "I'm saving mine for you, too. Baby has been forbidden to ask for dessert. The other dav thev fonrot to erve him, and as baby is very obedient he remained silent, although much af fected. "Josephine," said the father mine. tana?" cried the babv. "it is veiy cjean