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YOL. 2.
NO. 32.
TV rms of Subscriptions
On Tear, ..... $1.00
tlx Months, 60 cents.
Id variably In advance.
On square (ten lines or leas), first Insertion
11.00; each subsequent Insertion, SO cents.
Special rates with regular advertisers.
"All transient advertisements must be paid for
B advance.
Job Printing
Of every description executed with neatness and
Medicine, Surgery & Midwifery,
Attfliney-at-Law and Notary Public,
Attorney for the North American Attorneys
and Tradesmen's Protective Uuiou of Connec
Attomey-at-Law and Notary Public,
Money to loan on improved farms. Office in
Klrst National Bunt.
Constable and Collector,
Will atteud to auctioneering.
Notary Public and Conveyancer,
Deeds, Mortgages and all others Legal Instru
ments cart fully drawn. Applications for State
nd sohool Lauds made.and Pensions obtained
Land Agent and Notary Public,
Filings taken on government laud. Real
estate advertised and sold on commission. New
comers are invited to call and be filled full of
solid facts about the advantages of Morrow
country. Office hour from 7 a. H. to midnight,
Budukt building.
And Ilorseshoer,
1 do anything in bti line in a neat and work
manlike manner. Horses shod with care and
Shop on C St, Lexington, Or.
Wagon and Carriage Maker,
Arcade Street, Bet. C and D,
Lei lug tun. ... Oregon
' (ELSE M1GNUS0N, Proprietor.
ontnu Furnished for Comniarrlal Men
t Reasnnabla Kates.
Horsts at tnt disposal ui yanuua.
Livery & Feed Stable
Baby's Name.
What shall we call her, our sweet maiden fair,
With her soft, dreamy cj'es and her bonny
brown hair
She came with the beautiful roses of June,
IShe Is sunny and bright as the Summer noon.
And her laughing song, as site dances in glee,
is soft as the rippling waves of the sou.
Oh call her not Rose, though she's queen of
the flowers
That revel in beauty 'mid garden bowers,
For lite bloom of her freshness is gone a the
Or the mist of the morulug that sweeps o'er
the heuth
When her leaves strew the pathway, her sharp
thorns abouud,
When buds and sweet roses once clustered
What think you of Hourt's-Ease, so dear to us
That Is sweetest and freshest when evening
dews fall :
It loves the bright sunshine, jet blooms In the
And springs In fresh beauty In wildwood or
When Autumn's pale sunshine on roses unfold,
The bloom of the Heart's-Euse is purple and
O then, dearest maiden, thy flower name shaU
An emblem of life in Its sweetness for thee:
11' tiie skies smile above thee, relloot in thy
The sunshine of Patience, earth's cares to te
gulle; If clouds gather o'er thee, behind their dark
See the lining of sliver with fringes of gold.
The weary and way-worn, the sad hearts to
Be thy mission of love when the pathway Is
When evening shades gather around thy dear
Let the calm of Contentment dispel all the
gloom :
And at last, as the stars crown the glory of
So thy Hace be reflected in Heaven's own
Good Housekeeping.
When the evening boat, quite crowd
ed with passengers, swept gracefully
up to the pier at llighbeacii, one ol
the first to cross the gangway was
Mr. Willis Tracey, youngest partner of
the well-known banking linu of Tracey,
Stokes & Tracey.
lie was a sub-taiitial-looking man of
So, with a fresh, healthy complexion,
clear, blue-gray eves, and light auburn
mustache. His whole appearance wax
suggestive of good nature, prosperity,
and content; but at the present mo
ment he bel rayed a little nervousness,
as his eyes ran rapidly along the long
piazzas of the hotel, where people were
tiromenading and enjoying the sea
ireeze and the sight of the bathers on
the beach.
Evidently his search was unsuccessful
until his "attention was attracted by a
voice, which called out in shrill and
Juvenile tones:
'Lor', ma, if there ain't old Tracey!
What's he doin' here, I wonder?"
Looking up, the gentleman thus
prominently presented to public notice
lifted his hat to two ladies, who were
smiling down upon him from the piaz
za, while a small boy, in a Lord Fauut
Icroy cup and jacket, grinned a patron
izing recognition.
As he passed on, a faint and con
scious blush suffused his face. That
lovely creature with the golden locks
and rose-and-lily complexion, who had
so radiantly greeted him, was Miss
Juliette Bessamy, to whom he disigned
that very evening to offer his hand and
The blush had not quite faded from
Mr. Tracey's face, when ho found him
self accosted by two ladies, who were
just descending the hotel steps to the
beach. He slopped and shook hands
with them in a cordial, unembarrassed
lu fact, the elder of the ladies was
the widow of his deceased uncle, anil
Lad, since his mother's death, been liv
ing with him and taking care of his
He had sent her to llighbeacii about
t week previous, partly to meet Alice,
ter daughter by a first marriage, who
I,-as- there as companion to an invalid
lady; for Mrs. Tracey's husband had
lied insolvent and left her poor.
It was Alice who now stood by her
Mother's side, quiet and smiling, as she
lave him her haud.
"Why, Willis, this Is a surprise!"
Mrs. Tracey said. "I receied your
note to-day, and did not expect you
until to-morrow."
"Yes, I know that I said something
about being detained by business, but
I managed to get through in time for
the evening boat. I am glad to see
you looking so well. How are you
enjoying yourselves here?" he inquired,
as he held a hand of each.
"It is delightful, now that mamma
has come," Alice answered. "And it
was so good of you to send her in
deed, the very kindest thing you could
have done for either of us."
Though she spoke smilingly, her soft,
dark eyes were suffused with tears,
and Mr. Tracey's heart was touched.
He felt that he had not done half
enough to deserve this grateful feel
He looked into the moistened eyes,
and wondered why they seemed to sink
before him, and w hy she drew aw ay
her hand so shyly.
Even when he had passed on, prom
isiug to join them presently on the
beach, he found himself speculating on
this new expression on Alice's face.
It was a sweet, fair face, which he
had liked and admired ever since he
had first known her as a little school
He had been accustomed to treat
her almost as a cousin, lavishing upon
her books and flowers and birthday
and Christmas presents; but to-day,
after a long absence, he had discovered
something new and strange about her,
and now it dawned upon him that she
was no longer a mere school-girl, but
woman grown almost 20 years of
age, in fact. It was something of a
surprise to Mr. Tracey.
"She ii not looking well," he thought,
"not as bright and rosy as she used to
be. I fear she is too much overtasked.
I wish I could persuade her to make
her home with her mother in my
house, but she prefers to be independ
ent, as she calls it. I suppose she will
marry soon. If I had ever thought of
her as a woman and had not met Ju
liette "
And his thoughts went back to his
golden-haired love.
He was the last of the uewly arrived
to enter the clerk's office, and here was
met with the information that there
was not a vacant room to be had iu the
hotel, or indeed in the whole place.
It was an unpleasant situation, and
at first seemed hopeless, but at length
one of the female employes came to
the rescue.
In the east wing, which was ex
clusively devoted to the accommoda
tion of "ladies unaccompanied by gen
tleman," was a short passage-way
opening upon a rear piazza. This pas
sage, being of little use, had been shut
iu by a door and converted into a linen
If the gentleman would be satisfied
for one night with a cot in this limited
apartment he should be properly at
tended to on the morrow, when some
of the quests would be leavimr.
Mr. Tracey was only too glad to se
cure a sleeping-place of any kind, so
the arrangement was made, and with a
mind relieved, he repaired to the beach
and the society of the ladies.
That was a blissful evening to Mr.
Willis Tracey. When he had paid
some proper atteution to Mrs. Tracey
and her daughter, and attended them
to the supper table, he was at liberty
to seek the society of his charmer, the
fair Juliette.
With her plumb, white arm resting
on his and her blue, languishing eyes
ever and anon glancing up into his
own, while her soft, low voice mingled
with the murmur of the ripples at their
feet, they wandered aw ay up the moon
lit beach, where other couples were
also strolling, and intent upon the
same old story.
Mr. Tracey, shy and inexperienced
in the lover's role, had carefully
thought over and fixed iu his. mind ail
that he had to say. He had got as far
as "Mo man's life is satislied without
the blessing of some pure woman's
love," when he was interrupted by the
unexpected presence of Master Bessa
my, who came flying after them along
the beach.
"Why, Rudolph! Where is mamma?
Why have you left her?" his sister in
quired. "Oh, I guess she's lookiu' for me!
She wanted me to go to bed, jus' like a
baby, and I wouldn't. I'm going to
stay with you all.
"But, Dolphy. darling," said Juliette
sweetly and persuasively, "you should
not have ruu away from mamma. She
will be very uueasy, and perhaps think
you are drowned."
"I don't care!"
"Hut they will have the trouble of
getting the boats out to look for you,"
said Mr. Ttacev, gravely.
"Oh, my! what fun!"
"Won't you go back, my precious,
like a dear, good little boy, and let
mamma know that vou are safe?"
"No, I wou't. I'll stay here."
Mr. Tracey, though by no means a
cruelly disposed man, could have
seized the little wretch, and flung him
into the sea. As it was, there was no
help for it. He must wait for another
opportunity for concluding his love
story. And he wondered at Juliette's
patience and sweetness, and felt more
than ever anxious to secure for a life
companion one whose amiable disposi
tion seemed a pledge of future happi
ness. After bidding his fair companion
good-night, he sauntered about a little
until the obliging linen mistress could
show him to his closet which she did
with many warnings to keep quiet and
not let his presence in this part of the
house become known.
The place was more convenient than
he had expected, but he had scarcely
disposed himself for a night's rest
when he became conscious of voices on
the other side of the door against which
his cot was placed.
He tried not to hear, but the speak
ers were close to the door, and the
mention of his own name attracted his
"It was too provoking for anything!
Mr. Tracey was on the very point of
proposing the words were actually al
most upon his lips when that aggra
vating boy rushed in and spoiled it all.
Heally, mamma, 1 could have boxed
his eara soundly."
Mr. Tracey started. Could that be
his Juliette's voice, speaking in those
high and angry tones?
"I will seutl him away to-morrow
with his Aunt Louise," said Mrs. Bes
samy, in tones of vexation. "It is too
bad that, after all the trouble we have
had in bringing that man to the point,
this unfortunate contretemps should
nave occurred.
"I wou't go home!" said Rudolph,
defiantly, "You daren't send me, any
how! '
"Why not you bad boy?"' said his
"'Cause I'll tell on you. I'll tell old
Tracey that you dye your hair, and put
that red stun on your cheeks and Hps.
You guv me a dollar once not to tell
anvbodv. but I will. now. And I'll
hide your front teeth, like 1 did that
timeou was goiug to the ball, and
"Hush, sir hush this instant!" said
his mother, apparently with an admon
itory shake, for the amiable youth
set up a howl, which was presently
hushed by the promise of a popgun
anl a veluciijede. .
When peace was restored the voice
of Juliette again became audible.
"Mamma, I made a discovery thil
oouiug. Alice Lee is in love wilh Mr.
Tracey, and he is actually too stupid
to perceive it!"
"fortunately for vou. Juliette. T
have feared all along that he might
fancy that girl, and if you don't hurry
up matters she may yet steal a march
on you. By the by, that Tracey house
will have to be remodeled and refur
nished, I suppose. It is all very hand
somely fitted ill), but not in the latest
"indeed, mamma. I've no idea of
living iu the Tracey house. I shall in
sist, after we are married, upon mov
ing into the new west end. 1 know it's
expeusive, but he can afford it, I'm
sure. And 1 must have a more stylish
carriage than that with which the Tra
cey girls were satisfied. Oh, trust me
to have all 1 want and to enjoy myself
now that I am going to marry a rich
mat! I owe it to mvself for giving up
poor Fred. If only Fred had Mr. Tra
cey s money "
"Hush, Juliette! Positively vou must
not talk in this wav. Suppose Mr.
Tracey could hear vou? What would
he think?"
"He would be rather surprised, I
suppose," she answered, laughing. "But
don't be alarmed, mamma. I am not
silly enough ever to let him suspect
that I married him for his money."
"liut how late it is! and I must real
ly try to get a good sleep, for you
know I must look as charmiug as possi
ble to-morrow."
Mr. Tracey indeed was surprised. So
surprised that long after ail was still
he lay in a h.ilf-dazed condition, which
gradually gave place to au emotion of
intense thankfulness at having escaped
the snare laid for him. He could have
taken Rudolph to his breast and hugged
him in real affection.
But his pure and beautiful ideal of
womanhood was that destroyed for
ever? Juliette the Juliette of his
fancy had proved a myth; but there
was Alice. He knew Alice to be good
and true. And could it really be, as
Juliette had said, that Alice loved him?
Long before sunrise Mr. Tracey was
up and miles away on the beach nerv
ing himself to meet this new condition
of things.
The Highbeach gossips who had
taken au interest in his affairs were sur
prised to observe that on this evening
not Miss Bessamy, but Miss Lee, was
the compauiou of his moonlight stroll.
Some set him down as a Dirt, while
others asserted "on the best authority"
that he had been discarded.
But what else could the Bessamys
do, after being informed by Master
RuSolph who had peeped through
the keyhole of the linen-closet that
Mr.Tracey had passed tho uight iu that
Mr. Tracey is very friendly toward
Rudolph to whom he considers himself
indebted for, his sweet young wife
Alice. Saturday Sight.
Hasn't Taken It Off Vet.
W lie u a man gets the best of a bar
gain it is only natural that he should
wish to remain in that happy frame of
mind occasioned by the transaction.
And it requires strategy cool, subtle
cunning to wrest his gains, ill-gotton
or otherwise, from his grasp or make
him square the account. Honest, up
right dealing hoodoos the under man
as the following incident will show.
Two old men have lived in the same
neighborhood on the South side for
fifteen years. One of the old men has
been in the grocery busiuess all that
time and the other was his constant
customer for years. But one day, how
ever, the customer, who is living on
the interest of his money, came in and
ordered two pounds of cheese, which
the grocer cut off. The lump weighed
a trille over two pounds and, as the
grocer wrapped it up, he jokingly re
marked: "Oh, I'll just take that off the next
This happened eight years ago and
the customer hasn't been back since.
Chicago Times.
".'ne Ko leaf."
Ii In. I.ern iiniicc.l that sometime
people win i are s.hrlillv deaf appear to
lie : i i i . in bear certain sounds better
than l oy are ot lien, savs the YouWt
i Out i.iiiitiit. and limn iliis the proverb
"none so deal' ns those who won't hear"
lias nr. e i. Tin1 slorv is a well-known
o. ic oi .i.erleli father, who was some'
what i eil. and who was asked one day
by his -c r.i peg race son:
"Fnl her, will oii give me $.r0."
"Wi ui?'' said the lather, putting his
lianil lo ins ear.
Will you give me $100?" shouted the
young man.
"Hold on!" said the father, "I heard
you well enough the first time."
A somewhat similar story is told of
Sir Richard Steel, who, when he was
Erepariug a room in York buildings,
ondon, for public orations, happened
to be a good deal behind in his pay
ments to his workmen. Coming one
day into the hall to see what progress
was made Steele ordered the carpenter
to get into the rostrum and make a
speech in order to observe how it could
tie heard.
The carpenter mounted the stage,
and, scratching his bead, told Sit
Richard that be did not know what to
say. "I'm no orator, sir," he said.
"Oh, no matter," aid Steele; "say
the first thing that comes upermpst in
your head."
"Why, then, Sir Richard," said the
man, "here we have been working for
your honor these six months and can
not get a penny of our money. Pray, sir,
when do you intend to "
That will do that will do!" Steele.
You may come down. I heard you
quite distinctinctly, but I didn't like
Tour subject.
Maved By the Governor.
In one of tho Indiana prisons is a
convict who is serving a life sentence
for the commission of one of the most
horrible of crimes, says the Indianapo
lis News. It lias been said that no
man is bo bad that he has not friends.
The friends of this man from the be
ginning of his sentence have never
ceased to work for his pardon. Influ
ential citizens and public officials have
been induced to write personal letters
to all tho governors who have held
office Hinee the term of confinement be
gan. Petition after petition has been
prepared and huuilreds of signatures j
It is related that at one time a gov
ernor was almost persuaded to pardon
the man. The sentiment in his fovor
seemed fairly overwhelming. As a last
precaution he sent for his private sec
retary to talk over the whole case with
the prisoner himself. The prisoner told
his story forcibly, but so glibly as to
indicate that he had carefully prepared
it and committed it to memory. As
his recital closed he drew a photograph
of a beautiful young woman from his
"The first thing I shall do when I am
released will be to marry this girl," he
"Who is she?" nsked the visitor.
"She is Miss M ," he replied,
"and is the daughter of one of the rich
est and proudest families in the city of
She will marry me the minute I
am set free."
"How do you happen to know her?"
"Oh, that's all right. She visited
the prison one time and I got acquaint
ed with her. She fell in love with me
at first sight. Don't worry about me.
I'm solid with her."
The secretary looked at th3 photo
graph agaiu. The face shown there was
delicate and refined, and every line in
dicated the confiding trustfulness of
innocent girlhood. He looked at the
prisoner. Evil and sin was stamped
upon every feature. Wheu the secre
tary made report to the governor he
told the story of the photograph. The
chief executive pondered over it awhile,
then, bringing his fist down upon the
desk with a force that set all its light
furniture to rattling, he said:
"The photograph settles it. That
sweet girl and the happiness of her
home and friends must not be subject
ed to ruin and misery by any act of
mine. The prisoner must serve his
As The Letter, So The Man.
It Is of common occurrence that ad
vertisements for help appear in the
daily papers directing applicants to ad
dress in their own handwriting, and
by the character of such communica
tions the applicants are judged, and
fairly, I dare say, in most instances,
says a writer in the St. Louis Globe-
Democrat. 1 lie experienced man oi
business, the astute lawyer or other
professional, reads in these communi
cations, almost unerringly, the talent,
attainments aud general character of
their authors. Such letters reveal
first, as a matter of observation, the ar
tistio skill and literary attainments of
the writers; secondly, by inference,
their general taste and judgment.
This Inference is drawn from all the
attendant circumstances, from the
selection of writing material to the
superscription and affixing of the post
age stamps. Perhaps there are 100
applicants for a position; one is chosen;
just why he will not know, while ninety-nine
are left to wonder why their
applications were unsuccessful. Some
were bad writers, some were bad spel
lers; one made a fatal revelation of his
lack of good taste and judgment by
electing a large-sized letter or fools
cap sheet of paper, which he folded
awkwardly to go into a very small
sized envelope; another used a page
to express in a loose, ungrammatical
way that which should have occupied
no more than five or ten lines; another
manifested a want of knowledge oi
taste in the arrangement of the several
parts of his letter; thus every act and
circumstance connected with the letter
speaks for or against its author, and
accordingly he has been accepted oi
rejected. I dare say that in a vast
majority of these cases the handwriting
has been the chief indication, and was
alone sufficient to determine the fate
of the applicant. The quality and
style of one's writing not only show
directly of themselves the writer's
. .... . . . . ,.!! .!
anility in mat respect, out iiiuireeuy
will go much further, and are strongly
indicative of the whole general char
acter of the writer; for it is reasonablt
to infer that the same good taste, ludg
ment, skill, patience and persistence
which have given to anyone a thor
oughly accomplished handwriting will
be equally manliest ana equally potent
elements of success in any other direc
tion in which they may be employed.
The Progress of Language.
The nroo-ress of laneruares snoken bv
the differeut nations is said to be as
follows: English, which at the com
mencement of the century was only
spoken by 22.000,000 of people, is now
snnkpn bv 100.000.000: Russian is now
spoken by 68,000,000 against 30,000,000
at the beginning oi tne century, in
1801 German was only spoken by 85,
oon.OOO of neonle. to-dav over 70.000.-
000 talk in the same language that
1 1 1 1 1 1 .. Tl ) ,.r.m Unani.l, li ....,!
1J UllttlU 11. uvea. uj)auian i a uvtt
hv 14 (HiO.flOO of neonle. acrainst 30.000.
000 in 1800; Italian by 82,000,000 in
to.,1 nf IS OOO OUO: Portuguese bv 18..
000,000 instead of 8,000,00. This is
for English an Increase of su per cent;
for Russian, 120 per cent; for German,
70 per cent; for Spanish, 86 per cent,
In the case of French the increase bas
been from 84,000 000 to 46,000,000, or
86 per cent.
Jim and Hunner Criticise the Performance
Animals, and Peanuts.
The shades of night were slowly fall
ing, the holy peace of a midsummer
evening was iu the winds and fields,
when there slowly wandered down the
green lanes a young couple baud in
Their steps were less elastic than
when they traversed the same road in
the early morning. His paper collar
was limp and discolored, his linen coat
less starchy, and the polish had long
since gone from his boots.
Her white gown was somewhat be
draggled, her curls lengthened out
considerably, and her whole aspect that
of one who had borne the heat and dust
of an August day.
But they were happy. Two or three
coppers were all there were left out of
the $1.69 he had when he left home,
but he wasn't thinking of that when be
"How'd you like the circus, anyhow,
"Oh, it was splendid."
Think so?"
"Yes, indeed."
"Glad you went?"
"Awful glad."
"Then I'm glad I tuk ye. I don't
mind layin' out money for a girl long
as she enjoys what I lay it out fer.
What'd you like best?"
"La, Jim, I don't know. It was all
so good."
"I tell ye, that feller tossiu' up all
them butcher knives wa'n't slow."
"Wasn't that splendid?"
'And that derued fool of a clown!
He like to have killed me the derued
"Hee, hee, bee!"
"1 thought I should split when he
tried to ride 'round the riug on that
"La, Jim! Wasn't that funny?"
"I tell ye it beat the Dutch how
them fellers in the trapeze cut up.
Take it all in all an' it was a bully good
show. I don't care if it did cost me a
dollar to get iu. How'd you like to be
thera ladv riders?"
"I think it'd be splendid."
'I don't see how they ever kicked up
their heels that-a-way 'tliout tumblin'
off when the hosses was goiu' it full tilt.
Purty good lein'uade that was I got ye,
wasn't it?"
"Oh, it was real nice, Jim."
"But I've et better peanuts than
them was."
"They was a little wormy."
"I know it, and I'd told the feller so
if he'd come 'round agin. I toll ye
ye've got to look out or them city
chaps ll cheat you out of your eyes.
How'd you like them candy kisses?''
"They was splendid."
"I'd a notion to get pep'miut drops
instead, but I'm glad now I didu t.
Wa'n't that elephant a buster?"
"1 never see his beat."
"But I've seen lions that'd knock that
one all holler. Them cussed little
monkeys tickled me."
"Hee, hee, hee!"
"I'd just like to have one o' thera for
my owu."
"So'd I."
"I dou't think them bauanners are
lit to eat, do you?"
"I'd rather have cooo'nnt."
"Well, I should smile. But I've alt
ers wanted to sample one o' them ban
auuers, an' I'd thought I'd do it today
while you was with me. Next time
we'll git a coke.ru ut. You like that fau
I got ye?"
"I thinks it's lovely."
"Them circus peddlers kuow how to
charge askiu' 16 cents for a fan you
can get for 10 at the stores. Still, b
au't notliin' to me when I'm to a circus.
Here we air to your gale. Good-by."
"Good-by, au I'm much 'bilged."
"Don't mention it. Good-by."
"Good-by." Time.
Dolls, Drums and Hwords.
The doll is thousands of years old;
it has been found inside the graves of
little Roman children, and will be
found agaiu by the archadogists of a
future dute among the remains of our
own culture. The children of Pom
peii and Herculaneum trundled hoops
just as you and I did; and who knows
whether the rocking horse on which
we rode iu our young days is not a
lineal descendant of that proud charger
into whose wooden flanks the children
of Francis I.'s time dug their spurs.
The drum is also indestructible, and
setting time at naught across the cen
turies, it beats the Christmas-tide and
New Year summons that bids the tin
soldier prepare himself for war, and
shall continue to beat as long as there
exist boy arms to wield the drumsticks,
and grown-up people's ears to be deafen
ed by the sound thereof. The tin sol
dier views the future wilh calm; he will
not lay dmvn his arms until the day of
general disarmament and there is, as
yet, no prospect of universal peace.
The toy sword also stands its ground;
it is the nursery symbol of the ineradi
cable vice of our race the lust for bat
tle. Harlequins, fool's-cap-crowned
and boll-ringing, are also likely to en
dure; they are sure to be found among
the members of the toy world as long
as there are fools to be found among the
inhabitants of our own. Gold-laced
knights, their swords at their sides,
curly-locked ami satin-shod princesses,
stalwart musketeers, mustaehed anil
top-booted, are all types which still
hold tiicir own. The Chinese doll is
young as yet but she has a brilliant,
future before her. JJtuckwooU'$ Ataga-
Foreign engineers report that at the
present rate of sinking the northern
coast of France will in a few centuries
be completely submerged.