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When Mabel Bnskerfleld married
Herbert Ward, scholar, learned pro
fessor, tw enty yeiirs older than herself
and apparently as serious minded as
Mabel w as frivolous, all their mutual
friend« and acquaintances held up
ahocked hand«, figuratively s|s>aklng,
at the seem ingly III aaaorted match.
“How had It ever come about?” one
o f the many dear friends asked, and
“H ow long will they live together?"
asked the more frankly cynical.
One month panned by. “Oh, well, of
courae, the honeymoon!” doubter*
laughed, and then another and yet an
other month passed apparently serene-
ly, und another and yet a not her, until
ttix month» hud come und gout^wltlmut
any ‘ drifting apart,’’ aa Herbert** lit
erary colleague» had predicted, pr any
Indication on .Mattel's part that she
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of sunshine and shadow, Its first
blooming crocuses and bluebells. Its
quick coming ruin» and as quickly dis
pelling sunshine.
Then gossips began to say that mat
ters were tunning out Just ns wns to
have been .expected. Her hurl Ward
passed most of his time In Ills class
room or study, nnd Mabel seemed ab
sorbed In dinner parties, bridge whist
and nil kinds o t amusements, making
polite excuses for her husband's ab
sence from functions she attended,
saying, “Mr. Ward Is so busy lie could
not accompany me.”
She alw ays seemed quite cheerful
nnd contented—Just the sam e merry,
pleasure loving creature she had al
w ays been—but on one delicious spring
day In April \Jabel left early n lunch
eon she had h ^ n attending^ pleading
another engagement.
One o f her friends attempted to rally
her on leaving the party so early, say
ing, “Now that you are married, Ma
bel, we shall soon find you giving us
up entirely, and you will tie taking up
some abstruse study or will become so
dom estic that we shall lose you com
pletely.”
“Am 4 married?” Mabel retorted,
with half laughing question, and then
added hastily: "Well, so 1 am, hut It
does not seem to make so very much
difference after nil. Ik) you think It
do«s?"
Not waiting to hear the replies this
query provoked. Mabel, hastily picking
up her gloves and the light feather tain
she wore w ith her dainty spring cos
tume, started off briskly.
— «
Out o f sight of her friend’s hotlae
her footsteps lagged, nnd a Rerlous
look came Into her large soft brown
eyes. As she walked slflsvly, pensive
ly along her face would have betrayed
to any one who might have chanced
to see her that Some serious matters
engrossed her thoughts.
A river flowed through winding,
tree lined banks about the little city,
and Mabel crossed the bridge nnd soon
found herself gathering handfuls of
early violets. A group of white birch
trees that grew closely together at
tracted her gaze, and toward them she
made her way.
As she approached the spot she saw
lying stretched out upon the grass a
man's figure, his arms beneath his
head nnd his fnce apparently lifted to
ward the blue of the tender sky.
Rome sound of her approach must
have reached the ears of the man, who
had evidently, like herself, sought *
quiet s|s)t for meditation. Turning Ids
gaze toward her, he rose nnd exclaim
ed:
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“Why. Mabel, did you want me?”
And before she had time to reply Her
bert Ward, for It was he whom Mabel
had roused from his reverie, said, half
w istfully, half sm ilingly: "No; I see
you were not looking for me. You
wero Just taking a walk this lovely
spring day, and the violets on this
river's bank nttrneted you.”
Rut Mabel gazed silently at her hua-
band. Seeing him so unexpectedly,
she had looked at him at flrat aa a
C o u n ty ,
O îr e ^ o ii,
K r id a y ,
J k p r il
rtrnngar might have done, and In her
first surprised gaze she had noticed
how tired he was looking—so weary
or desiaindeut or disappointed, aha
thought to herself.
W ithout answering his query Mabel
lifted to his face her serious eyes, and.
looking at him questlouingly. she said
“Herbert, you are not well. la any
thing the matter?"
“Not well! Nonsense!” he refilled
hastily. “I am perfectly well. What
put that Idea lu your head?"
“I don't know,” she answered, “but
seeing you Just now so unexpec'^dly
“The Dead sea fruit o f aahea, that la
and lying down on the ground, as if all life has meant for me. I wonder”—
you were resting, made me think per But here Mrs. Ellery St. John drew
haps you were not w ell.”
herself up with a start. “What!” ahe
“No, Mabel,” he unswered, looking
thought.
“Talking to m yself like an
at his w ife ns she stood before him
with hei^hands filled with the flowers old woman! lteully I must not he so
she had gathered, “No, Mattel; I am much alone.”
Being alone at all was new to Mra.
Just grow ing old, I supjxjse. That
must b® w hat you* feel, what you no St. John. She had alw ays been on the
tice nbout me. Poor child, It Is 'May qui vlve from her brilliant girlhood
nnd December,’ I fear, with us, Mnliel. through the ten years pf her married
I urn too old for you. I should never life aud nearly ten of her widowhood,
have allowed you to become m y-wife.
and*(he reflfllessuess told on her.
“ I have noticed for som e little time
Fine lines about the eyes aud mouth
how quiet and chnnged you are from
the happy, light hearted girl I married. told of the nerve destroying pace e f a
•It Is natural nnd nil my fanlt, for 1 modem woman of fashion. Margaret
wns old enough to know better,” he St. John seemed possessed with a spir
it o f unrest and hud forgotten bow to
ended.
“Nonsense, Herbert. Why do you relax.
This year she seemed too listless to
talk of being old? You are not old,"
plan her usual spring trip and was
she answered.
But Herbert, taking Mnbel's hands, staying In town. But she must he
still filled with her flowers. In both of amused. She turned from the desk,
his own, stood tall und straight and where u bundle of old letters bad given
hrond shouldered before her ns he said a melancholy^ drift to her thoughts,
very seriously:
aud took up one of the club calendar«.
"Mabel, It Is like you In your kind
Ah, there was miniature day at the
henrtedness to try to convince me that Women's club. That looked promis
you are not well nw nfe o f the too ing. “An exhibition of old miniatures”
great difference between u s-b e tw e en .would certainly be amusing These ob
our ages. You have tried to Is* gay solete things would afford more than
and light hearted ns you used to be— a passing smile, and there was sure
that I know well, for I haVe often seen to he good music. Mrs. St. John Us
you rouse yourself from what 1 knew tened not only with her ears, but with
must tie sad thoughts—tint the fact re her heart, to a fine voice.
mains that you are not hippy, and, as
She waa followed by envious glances
I snld before, th e tr o u b l e is that you as she- Entered. Her perfect gown.
are In The springtime ,qf life., apd I ^ w l t h «the delicate bits of old lace, was
well, I bnve passed Into ttie cold and worn well. , The women o f the club
loneliness of w i n t e r . ”
thronged about her, each with some
Dropping her flowers unheeded to special hit of gossip, the ambitious,
the ground, Mabel eam e elosg^ to her pushing ones -on the edge, glad of a
husband's side, and. putting both sm ile or-bow that held out hopes for
hands on his shoulders, she- looked up social advancement.
In to Id s e y e s ns she said:
As tbo president took her place they
“My husband, do you not know why settled Ittto their seats to listen to the
I h ave been more quiet iw*rhn|)s than I brief program. A brilliant harp, piano
used to be? It wns because I thought
you found me silly and frivolous and
too young lu be your coiubanlon. I
love yma as I have alw ays loved you,
whether you are forty or stxry or
eighty or a hundred. W hat difference
does It make, the years that are past?
Come; lt-la the Springtime. We will
gather the violets together.”
Aud ns Herbert looked senrchlngly
Into the face o f the now sm iling Ma
bel what he rend there+TTBVTOeWYfifth
that In true love’s season It Is alw ays
spring
.
His Opportunity.
A lineup of Jurymen appeared be
fore a certain Judge one day. nnd ¿very
man explained tfant it would mean d is
aster to him to serve at that term of
court—all but a d ittle fellow at the tall
end of the line. Thts man wns a hunt
er, nnd hh had dived In a cabin on the
creek all his life.
“H ave you no excuse to offer?” asked
the surprised Judge.
"No, sir.”
“H aven’t you got a sick mother-in-
law needing your attention?"
“No, sir; I ain ’t married.”
“ What about your crop?"
“Don’t raise anything.”
» “No fence to fix up?"
“H aven’t got n fence on the place."
“You think you can spare the time
to serve on a Jury two weeks?"
“Sure.”
The Judge sat aw hile nnd meditated.
Benching over, lie whispered to the
clerk, who shook Ids head In j>erplex-
Ity. Then the Judge’s curiosity got
the better of him.
“You're the only man who's got the
time to s e n e your country ns a Jury
man,” he snld. “Would you mind tell
lng me how It happens?”
“Sure not,” said the little man
promptly, “I heard you wns going to
try Jnke Billings this term. He shot
a dog o’ mine oncet.”
Still In the Business.
Ixird Kames. a nncQ fa metis Scottish
Judge, on his wny southward to Perth
from the northern circuit had to spend
ttfe night at Dunkcld. Next morning
he made for the ferry across the Tay,
but. m issing the road, nsked a passer
by to show him the way.
“With all my heart.” said tho stran
ger. “I see your lordship does not
know me.
My name’s John Bow /
Don’t ^ou remember me? I had the
honor to be tried before your lonlshlp
for sheepretenllng.’’
“Now I recollect you. John.” replied
the Judge. “And how Is your wife?
She, too. had the honor to appear be
fore me for receiving the sheep, know
ing them to have been stolen.”
“Ah, we were very lucky to get <>ff
for want o f evidence, but I am still In
the butchering business.”
“Then,” qUoth I-ord Kames ns he
came In sight of the ferry, “we may
have the honor o f meeting again.”
K e e p in g In Preotlce.
"You have broken my heart,“ sobbed
the young w ife after their first quar
rel.
“I alw ays w as a heart breaker,”
Jauntily replied the young husband.
“But you have broken mine for the
Inst tim e.”
“What—going to deprive yourself of
so much pleasure?"
Pitiable.
“They are very respectable, though.
“Dear me!”
"What?”
“I did n ot think that th a / were that
30,
put out her hand. "Where ts she?
Take me to her.”
The president slipped her arm around
bar, for ahe looked aa If she would
faint, and turned to the door of the
anteroom. “Here, dear," ahe said; “I
will send her to yon,” and asked one
of the ladles to see that Mtss Dela
field came to them a t ooie.
When the door opened and the young
girl entered the president left them.
Mrs. 8t. John reached out her hands
to thia girl. “Where did you get that
old miniature?” asked shs. “It la so
interesting. Whose picture is It?”
“Oh, the picture waa tether’s! It
was so beautiful I offered It to the
ladles for the exhibit. I do not know
whose It is.”
“Tell me o f youraelf,” the worldly
woman said as her gaze searched the
face o f the girl, whom she had drawn
beside her on the divan.
“Oh. I have been singing at the clutw
this winter—Just the smaller ones at
first, you know. I was very fortunate
to have the opportunity of this after
noon.”
"But your childhood." eagerly asked
Mrs. St. John—"your 'father, your
mother?”
Bit by hit Mrs. St. John got the
whole story. Margaret was the daugh
ter o f the lover o f her youth, Elwood
Delafield, who bad married an Italian
woman while studying abroad. Both
parents were dead, Margaret told her,
and the friends of her father In the
American colony In Rome had advised
her to come to America, where there
were many opportunities to add to her
slender income.
Mrs. St. John said Impulsively to
Margaret: “Come home with me, dear,
I knew your tether very well, and I
must know his daughter too."
At dinner she watched the girl reflec
tively. Every ton e'in her voice was
full o f memories. Long they talked
that evening In Mrs. 8t. John's luxuri
ous room. “Stay with me. dear. I am
a lonely woman. We will see about
cultivating that glorious voice." And
she held her In her arms and kissed
her good night. '
*
Margaret Delafield went aw ay full
o f delightful dreams of a rosy future.
How could people say Mra. St. John
was cold and haughty? Why. she was
ns sw eet and tender aa a (bother. Far
Into the night Mrifi"’ St. Jflhn mused,
looking nt the pictured face.
So he had kept it all these years, and
the girl waa called Margaret. She
would keep her for her very own, and
every act of klndneaa would be as a
recompense for all she had dented her
self. She should have the best mas
ters, but there would l>e no more sing
lng at the clubs. Margaret was for
her.
It waa a nine days’ wonder. “Jnst a
sodden fancy,” said some of her w o
men friends, while others said, “Mrs.
St. John looks like a woman who had
an Interest In life for the first time
slqce I have known her." Rhe hnd an
Interest Indeed. It was to sit In the
dim twilight and listen to Mwgaret
sing. Then she asked alw ays for the
old songs, the songs of her girlhood,
when Margaret Delafield’s father had
called to her heart, but fate forbade
beraB»w»rtag;
IT WAS T o SIT IN THE DIM TW ILIO H T AMD
LISTEN TO MAHOAHMr BI MO.
1909.
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Sydney Smith's Wit.
Sydney Smith was the ministerial
wit par. excellence, but unhappily his
Jests were so ndmlrable that they are
now twice told talea Indeed. However,
most o f them will bear repetition.
Before the first bishop of New Zea
land left England Sydney Smith strove
to remind him of the dangers of his
mission. “Yeu will find In preaching
to candlbala," he aaid, "that their at
tention!.will not be directed to the
•plrtt, but alw ays be concentrated on
the fleah, for l a m told that they never
breakfast without a cokl mlaalonary
on the sideboard. We shall never meet
again, but let us hope that you may
thoroughly dlaagree with the Ravage
who eata you.”
*You are afraid of me,” aald Smith
to a young woman who aat bealde him
at dinner. "You crumble your bread,
and that la an undeniable proof of shy
ness. I do It when I sit by the bishop
of London and with both hand* when
I sit by the acohbtahop.”
“Why are you doing that?" said he
to a child who waa stroking the shell
of a turtle. “Oh, to pleaae the turtle,”
was the answer. “Why, child, you
might as well stroke the dome o f St.
Paul’s to pleaae tha dean and chapter."
—Boston Post.
nml violin trio, the first number, ended
with a flourish. Then, follow ing a few
sweet burs on the piano, came a voice
so pure, so rich, so cleur, that an utter
quiet settled on the audience. "O del
mlo dolce ardor!” sang the girl. A
critic might have found flaws In the
execution, but it was a voice that sank
Into one’s heart.
Mrs. St. John gave the singer her
utmost attention. She had no program
—In fact, never feared who these people
were who amused her, but some note
In that girl’s pure voice stirred her
profoundly. Once long ago a voice
strangely like this had called to her
heart, but she was not allowed to re
spond. Her parents w e re , too world-
Sullivan’s Best Compliment.
w ise to permit any waudertng from
When Sir Arthur Sullivan of Gilbert
prearranged plans.
But In her moments of self commun and Sullivan fame was traveling In the
ion Margaret St. John alw ays heard western ste les a man rushed up to
hlfn and. grasping hla hand, aald: “Say,
that voice call to her out of the si
lence. Now tt seemed to her almost aa by golly, I’m mighty glad to meet you!
When I heard you was a-comlu* I
If this secret of her heart was being
couldn’t watt hardly. But. say, you
proclaimed th all the world.
She looked eagerly at thts girl whose ain’t very big, are yon? IIow much
voice charmed them, a slender figure do you weigh?**
“Abont 180 pounda,” answered the
In a black gauze gown, dark eyed and
foreign looking. “O del mlo dolce ar astonished composer.
“Then how on earth did you come
dor!” faded Into a faint minor, and
Mra. St. John roused herself at the to knock out Ryan?" '
"1 n a v y knocked out any Ryan.
sound of soft clapping of gloved hands.
What d o $ o u mean?”
She did not applaud.
“Ain’t you John L. SullivanT'
Another number ,or two o f Instru
"No, I’m Arthur Sullivan."
mental music followed, then a soft
Tha man stood dazed for a few min
hum o f conversation everywhere aa
the teacups were handed about. Mra. utes, and than a smile spread over hla
St. John moved with the rest toward rough features. “Are you the feller
the miniature exhibit. Delighted little what put ’Pinafore’ together? Well,
peals o f laughter told o f the oddities then. I’m mighty glad to meet you Just
In these old pictures of the past that tbe sam e.”
Sir Arthur counted this ns one of his
the wave of fashion had left stranded.
Mrs. 8t. John glanced over them in greatest compliments. — Chicago Rec
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her bored way. Really, except for ord Herald
that solo, It was acarcely worth the
Thoughtful.
trouble of coming, she thought. Then
“1 hear you are going to «i>eak In
suddenly, face to face, her youth
looked at her. it was her own pic-, our toWfPnext week.”
“Yea, I am billed there. I wonder If
ture. She looked at the card. “Lent
by Miss Margaret Delafield,” she read.1 any preparation« are being guide to
"Who la Margaret Delafield T ahe receive me."
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WICKERSHAMATWÖBK
New Attorney General Different
From His Predecessors.
C e n ts
Pilgrim’s Progress.’
[C opyright, 1J08, by A m erican Press Asso
ciation. 1
One day «non after the close o f the
civil war, while in Savannah, Oa^ I
NEWSPAPERS ON THE ALERT drifted Into a secondhand bookstore
in search of som ething with which
to while away the tim e during an en
Head of tho D epartm ent of Juotico forced sojourn in that city.
W hile
Favors an Open Door Policy end there the proprietor told me thia
W ill
Keep
the
Reporters
Busy. story:
“One dny during the summer o f
8ome Characteristics of the Man.
1SG3 Tom Clark, a man whom we
When Attornoy Goneral George W. knew to be opposed to secession, but
Wickershorn enterod upon his official who had alw ays lived here and pro
duties at tho De[>artment of Justice posed to stay, he said, at .least till
in Washington reoently it wa* at xinoe the Union was restored, came Into
evident that for tho next four years thts store and began nosing among
there la to bo an Attorney General of an m.v bodkft. He snld he wanted som e
entirely new kind.
thing for an old aunt of his who took
Of course everybody knew that It no Interest tn anything except religion.
would be a novelty te have an Attorney i
.Salnr8 Re8t; Head
Genoral who hail never had anything lcJ..s .Pm,red M ountains/- ’Pilgrim’s
to do with politics, much U p h e ld office, p roKr„s s . nn(1 BeveraI othP„ the nani(.,
and who waa known solely os on enunent. <>f whlrh , hnrp fnrRntten. U e told
lawyer in private prac tu’e. .Mr. Knox ; nu> fh.,t he W)>u,d ,,kc to takp the ,nt
occupiod a aundar positron,, but even to ,iN flunt ,pt hor ,(.k out thosp RhP
he had had more to do w.th pubhe fnnHpd flnd hp wou,d brl
,(ack tbe
affairs than Mr. Wlckemham. and of w st
(hoBe he k
, ,pt
recent/ £ an* Jlr ( ’r'KK« hi ni , nUe nil he wanted, and he went
had been Governor of New Jersey. Mr. . >w
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M«>dy was a t o n g n ^ m a n from Massa- pnni; ,n and
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chusett*. and Mr. Bonuparte had boon | grim’s Progress,’ which he returned
prominent in politics for years.
saying that his aunt hnd a copy and
But it became evident that Mr. Wlck-
I hnd read It through many times. ’Be
ersham was to bo a new kind of At-
sides,’ he added, ’the book Is too heavy
tornoy General in other rcsjx’cts. That
for an old woman to hold anyway.
sort of premonition or prevision that
Tti<r covers alone must weigh a pound.’
runs through Washington had boon
"Soon nfter tills a mulatto came Into
busy for som e days before ho came.
the shop, handed me n scrap of paper
This sort of subterranean telegraphy
with the word* ‘Pilgrim’s Progress’
is a well-known phenomenon in Wash
ington, nnd Its accuracy Is frequently written on it and asked If I had the
surprising. Men who hud never accn hook, saying that his mistress, who
Wlckersham nnd knew hardly any lived on n plantation between here
thing about him were saying, “There and Augusta, hnd sent him for It. I
will be sometlUng really doing ut tho showed him the book, but he said he
couldn’t read aniT asked If there were
Department of Justice now.”
This premonition or prevision Is not any pictures In It. I showed him pic
a Joke. Its strength may he gathered tures of the giant Despair. Apollyon,
from the fact thnt sevehil newspajM'rs the Celestial Pity nnd other Illustra
which bad hltfierto left the Depart tions, which snltsfled him. for hla mla- •
ment of Justice uncovered assigned ro tress. It seemed, had told hlin that In
porters to cover It, and tci I s 'g ln aa thts wny he might Identify the book.
He paid me fito for tt In Confederate
soon as Mr W tc k e r s h n m g o t lY ie/e.
Mr. Wlckersham promptly dt'clar.ed money—less than a dollar tn green
the open-door poBey.
l i e asseuihled backs- nnd took It nwny with him.
Roiuehow or another the darky ex
the newspaper men on a Monday nnd
said to them, “Heretofore my clients cited my distrust. While I had been
have bodh individuals an«l corporations. at the other end of the store I hnd
In performing roy duties to them 1 enught sight of him turning the pages
have said nothing to outside persons of “Pilgrim’s Progress” ns though he
wga reading It. When 1 Joined him
about their matters.
"Now my clients are the fx'oplo of I nsked him If he wasn’t deceiving me -
the United States from Maino to Cali about not being able to read, but he
fornia, and my now clients should bo denltsl doing so with all the voluble
kept informed about my conduct of “Fo de Lonls!" and “On ma wo’d o f •
the interests which havo been placed bona ha!” -for -which the colored race
However, I didn’t care
by them In my chargo. I shall do it are noted.
through you. They aro your clients, whether he could or couldn’t read, and
too, and an incorrect statem ent by any five minutes after he had gone I for
of you will do harm to your clients and got nil nlsiut him.
There were a few Yankee prisoners
mine. Let us work together."
These were not his exact words, but of war tn this town at the time who
they are near enough to them. They hnd been captured- the autumn before
did more than anything else to confirm .at a,b ig fight that had occurred on the
the impression already gained th at a railroad between here and Charleston.
new kind of Attorney Goneral had They were confined in the Jail that
hnd alw ays been used for criminals.
ootne to W offington.
It was charac teristic of hitft, and C a p t a in D a n M o h rn y . R popinjay, had
especially o f h is <lire< t w a v < f g o in g charge of them, and he txiasted that If*
straight to the heart of* a thing. If any Yank could hreuk jail when he
one wero asked to sum up his character was In command he was welcome to
and m ethods in a sentence the words do ao. l ie had a theory that most es-
“directness* anti “clarity* would have ca|H>s o f prisoners are effected by some
one sm uggling lu to them article« to
to be in it.
Hia m ethods us a lawyerjlJu8trnto it, assist them In getting away, ao he
and are different from those of most wouldn't let any one get near them
lawyers of prominence. \\ hilc he never without being first searched.
Despite Captain Dan's precautions
gives an opinion unless he is thoroughly
posted on the subject, the opinion, when one fine morning when the guard weut
it does come.conx'H with all the decisive to feed the prisoners he found every
ness and brevity of a shot from a gun. mother's son of them hnd gone during
There are no “ifs* in it, no “ands," no the night. All tbe bars necessary to
“buts." While the average lawyer their escape had been aawed through.
gives an opinion with qualifying phrase«, When Captain Dan came to the Jail
such ns “on tho other luuxd," or “in tho and saw what had been done he liked
event that so-and-ao happens," Mr to have hnd a fit. He summoned every
Wlckersham leaves no saving clause. . one who had had access to the prison
At tho ago of 60 Mr. Wlckersham is ers—there were only two or three per
a good deal liko Edward II. Harriman sons lu all—and questioned them close
in appearance. He is short—not quite ly. but gained no clew. Never was a
so short ns H arrim an-being nbout five man more puzzled. He cursed and
feet six and one-half—and has the Harri swore, and If any of the Yanks had
man nervous energy, the clefll- Harriman remained I think he would have tor
sight, tho Harriman eyes, the qu ick , tured them to make them tell how the
vigorous Harriman manner, H is man tools had tx-en smuggled Into the Jail.
ner of speech is quick and easy.
Whnt bothered him most was that he
Ho never loses his temper, and in was satisfied that no person who hnd
the moat trying em ergencies is suave vt!dted tjie prisoners had done the
and cool. He takes everything evenly Bn,U7RHng. A few eatables had been
and never g ets ujmet. He has a stmse a,.nt ’|ni but they hnd all been so care-
of humor and can toko a Joke, evon ( fuHj. pxam|ned that 6y no possibility
when it is on him self, nnd is good at (>ouId , bpr have contained tools. From
repartee, though ho is not a story-teller. 8OInpthlnK j beard during the talk
Ilia personality, in a word, may bo de» about the escape I got on to a clew.
scribed ns magnetic.—New York Tim es’ What I heiu x t waa thia: Only one ar
ticle except food had tieen sent to tho
Autom obil« Cour«« For Farm er«.
prisoners. A phuis old lady living up
That agricultural collcgea and schools the river hnd sent them a copy of Bun
are now giving courses in automobilo ynn’s “Pilgrim's Progress.” But the
matters to thoir students us part of the hook had been well shaken and care
curriculum which is to prepare them exercised that nothing should be con
for thoir practlcal.dutius in life consti- cealcd between the leaves. It waa not
stutes a prophecy of how largo the |xirt «uspected that the book had contained
of the motor ear w ilt be in farm life «aws or files. The only singular pari
of the future, and also indicates tho of this matter was that the prisoners
present interest which tho more en- had taken the “Pilgrim ’s Progress"
terprising formers feel in tho m otor with them.
propelled vehicle. Short coiinso stu-
After the close of the war I learned
dents at the Iowa State College at Dos the secret. It seem* that after the es
Moines, whoso studio« ore chiofly on rape one o f tbe Yankees was concealed
agricultural subjects, oro to have nn for a time on the plantation o f Tom
automobile lecturer from a representa- Clark. Clark’s daughter Helen fell In
dtive of on automobile company in Ke- love with the fellow and he with her.
noaha, Wia., while the Michigan State S|x months after the loaa of oar cause
Agricultural School at Lansing, Mich., tbla Yankee came down and married
is to have a special course of instruction Helen Clark. While here be told the
on automobile operation and repair.
Btorj, of kow he and his comreflaa got
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their tools. Clark, who waa rank Un-
To Hunt In Africa With a Camera.
|OOt took home the “Pllgrtm’B Fn»-
Prof. Jarnos Ricalton of South Oran*«, ress” on purpose to pot saw s Into the
N. J., who has spent a long and active thick covers. He didn't dare send the
life in hunting big gom e and photo hook direct to tho prlaonera, expectlng
graphing it, has sailed for Africa, on thnt such an act woold Implicato hlm.
a hunt with his camera. He has spent Ile hrought It back to me and Indoeed
years In Africa and ran tell hurxireda an old lady to boy It and «end It to the
of atoriee of thrilling experiences in the prisoners. When she consented Clark.
pursuit of game, not only with the gut», not willing to rely on an ordinary
but with the camera. One of the pho senger, got one o f hla eons to make op
tographs is that of a Boer shell In flight. for a darky, buy the book and carry It
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