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About The Columbia register. (Houlton, Columbia County, Or.) 1904-1906 | View Entire Issue (June 10, 1904)
t THE BRAVE LITTLE MAN. Ail torn, bat rwtct, la the old etraw hat, Aa It hange on the rack la the hall There's mud from bum a oa two Jtttla ehose Whsre he r-laysd on tha hUla last fall: Tbers'a duat on tha klta and tha 111 lis lick horaa Stand atlll aa ever ha ran, liitenlng, perhapa. In tha corner thara For tha voice of tha brave llttla man. There'a naver aonf of bird, nor bloom Of roaa that blowa In tha spring, Nor ahout of bo, nor gleaui of aua llul wbtre aoma teare will cling. Thera'e uaver a Bob of tha evsulng atar Un tha hearth atone'a fireside Of whiter night but will bring antua taara For tha brava Ultla man that died. Kind frleuda they wara; wa klaa them for him, And lay them out of eight Tha two llttla shoee, tha torn old hat, The llttla at Irk horse ami klta; And down In hla pocket a nut nail, A bit of rhnlk and airing, A broken knife, an allay or two, Ob! tha blnla, tha bloom, and tha aprlng! And atar of God at morning's aong, Niton time and twilight tlda, Ona aweet llttla fare, aoma taara will coma For tha brave llttla man that died. Ialli'a Monthly. A Got-Up Thing ANY lifted her head. Tin fare was very whit, and alio clenched her hands to prevent them trembling aa alio mot tha old doc tor's ryes. "Yea. I ahnll marry Cnptnln Tvnby now," aho said unsteadily, "lie ho poke Inat night and I " She got up suddenly and turned from Dr. Grcy'a searching look. "I anld yea," aho ndded abruptly. "I rememliered It brenka my henrt to re ineinluT bow father ha a wlahed It and liow obatlnate I bnre boen, and now -hla lout wish oh, I must It will innke hi in ao happy, and I I shan't linve tunny moro cbancea of making hi in happy." Her volco broke, and tho doctor got up and, going ovor to her, put hla linnda on her ahoulder. "Hut tills young man, Mary," ho aid. "You think you will bo happy with him?" Mnry hcaltated. Then for ber fath er's anke alie acted a lie. "Do you think I aball notr aho cried. "Surely he'a all I could wish? Oh, yea; I I aball be happy." Dr. Grey lookod dissatisfied aa ha turned away. It waa prejudice, no "on, tm; i shall di nirrr." doubt, but ho did not like tho Honor blo Arthur Tenby, and In hla eyea ho -waa not a fair match for the girl who would soon be the mistress -of Tre licrne Court lie frowned out of the window at the stretch of lawn and the mpty beds upon It A few weeks Ago they had been gay with summer flowers, and now a change In tho weather had brought all tho desola tion of winter upon tho garden; It re minded him of the change that had ome over the house In as short a time. He turned again to Mary. She was staring out of tho window, too, seeing ugly things on tho patch of irrass she saw Ooeffrey Kaye, thrown from his horse, dead or dying on an empty rond, and she saw the face of the man she was going to marry and behind It the face of tho man she loved. She shivered a Httlo In spite of her resolve. Her marriage with Arthur Tenby had always boen her father's fondest wish. Ho was of good family, the son of a lord, and marrying with lilni seemed a wondorfully good thing for the adopted daughter of Geoffrey Kaye, even though she would be rich "When he died. Geoffrey Kaye had adopted her wholly when she was 3 years old, and for nearly 20 years sho had been a daughter Indeed to him. Now he had been suddenly thrown from his horse and was dying slowly In the great house, and Mary, remembering his wish to see her married to a title, had accepted Arthur Tonby because In a week or so perhaps In less she would never have another chance of giving happiness to the old man wfio had been In every way a father to her. She had told him the same night what she had done, and the smile that had flashed Into his face had seemed to her reward enough, until next day, and then with the daylight came the mem ory of another man, and that morning life seemed an ugly outlook to ber. Dr. Grey turned from tho flower beds and looked at her. "Geoffrey would only want It If he thought you would be happy," ho said. "You know he loves you as much as If you were his own daughter." Mary faced around quickly. "Oh, I know I know," aha cried brokenly. "But I am I shall bo hap-P7" YAH? Dr. Grey pulled bis board. A weak ago ha had seen Mary and another man Dick Marlono together, and their attitudes told him something that Mary would not have confeaaed for worlds. Ho remember It now, and that Dick was poor; and ho frowned again. A few minutes later some one came from tho alckroom to tell blm that Mr. Kayo waa rousing, and bo and Mary went In together. Ills keen eyes told him at once that the change be had expected had oc curred. Mr. Kayo was sinking fast Ilia hands traveled reatleaaly over tho counterpane. Mary bent over him. "Tho will," ho cried feebly, "1 want to algn." He pointed to a table on which were some papers. Dr. Grey brought them, snd a pen and Ink, and putting them before him held him up while ho scratched bis name feebly on the parchment Dying men have strange fanclea aometlmea, and It had been Mr. Kayo's fancy during tho laat few hours to make a freah will and to do It without a lawyer. No one could nnderatand why, but ha had been unaccountably reatleas until It was done. Now hla dying eyea stared dimly at bis feeble signature, and hla fingers dropped the pen. "Read If be said slowly, and Dr. Grey obeyed. It was apparently tho aamo as his other will, which was at the moment In hla lawyer's office, and this had only been done In order to humor a dying man. Dr. Grey read It carefully. "Tho laat will of me, Geoffrey Kaye," the sick man repeated slowly. "Yes everything to my daughter, Mary everything to my daughter, Mary." He fell back and stretched out bis hand. "Take It away now," be said. Tut It In my desk yonder. I shan't bo long now." Dr. Grey obeyed, and Mary took her father's hand. "Oh, father, fatherP sho cried under her breath. Ho looked Into her face. "My good little girl," ho said slow ly. "My good little girl. You'll al ways remember, Mary I want you to bo happy? You'll remember that?" Mary's eyes filled, and sho put her head down on tho pillow beside him to hldo her tears. A few days later Geoffery Kayo was dead, and a fow days later still Mary sat facing a small group of people In tho library In Treherne Court Sho looked whiter than ever In her black mourning frock, and her eyea were heavy and red rimmed. "I suppose It Is all light" she said wearily. "If Mr. Guest Is satisfied I shall not dispute It Oh, I couldn't dis pute It" The woman who faced her lifted her head boldly. Sho was a dark, thickset woman, aa unlike tho lata Goeffrey Kaye aa It waa possible to be. Yet, nevertheless, there seemed to bo not tho slightest doubt that she was bis daughter. Mr. Guest the solicitor, and old Dr. Grey had tried to find some flaw In her story, but It seemed right enough. Twenty-five years ago Mr. Kaye'a wife had deserted him, taking with her her 2-year-old baby. They had been very poor, and Mrs. Kaye hated pov erty as fiercely as foolish, empty-headed women do sometimes hate It It was Mrs. Kaye'a ono strong emotion hatred of tho poverty which kept her from tho luxuries of life, and sho left It for what she stupidly believed waa far better. When Mr. Kayo got his divorce she married again, only to plunge some years later, when her second husband had run through his fortune, Into pov erty deeper still. Apparently It broke her heart for aho died leaving her child to tho care of her husband an adventurer, swindler and thief. How they had lived since her moth er's death Claudia Kayo did not care to say, but she had come upon Tre herne Court by accident (so sho In formed them), had probably tried to blackmail Mr. Kaye, and would no doubt have tried again had be not met with the accident She had seen him and spoke to him, she said, and he had owned her as his daughter. Now sho claimed the estate, and both Mr. Guest and Dr. Grey were dis heartened and troubled, for the last will Mr. Kaye had made had upset everything and played straight Into the hands of the woman before them, for he had distinctly written his "daughter" Instead of his "adopted daughter," as he had meant to do. His other wills each had "adopted" prefix ed, but this last that strange fancy to rewrite his will had undone every thing. And It was so absolutely unneces sary unless, Indeed, the memory of the past had affected him and made him wish to reinstate his own daugh ter. Yet they could not believe that, for he had not mentioned her had not even hinted at her existence before he died. It was Mary's name which had been on his Hps. "Well," said Mr. Guest to tho claim ant, "if you can prove that you are Indeed Mr. Kaye's daughter, I am afraid you will have a clear case. But you must prove it first" A week later the news was spread in the town that Mary was an heiress no longer but a poor girl with her liv ing to get The Honorable Arthur Ten by could not realize it could not be lieve that such misfortune would over take him', for Mary waa the prettiest girl he knew, and It waa ao hard to give her up. Still, he did It aa gently as ho could, In Dr. Grey's house, where she had gone to live for a while. It waa such a pitiful thing, bo thought, that people so well suited to eacb other Should have to part and at one moment bo was almoat tempted to risk everything to throw away bis ambition to mar ry an beireea and fight poverty with Mary. The feeling vanished la an lnatant when ho remembered his embarrass- ed affairs, and ho told ber outright that ho could not afford to marry yet that they would have to wait for years, perhaps forover, and Mary de cided at once to wait forever. Tho odd part of it was that Mary did not car. After bo bad gone sbo sat llstleasly over tho lire. What would become of ber aho could not tell; It broke her heart to think. Sho bad not a friend In the world except Doctor Grey, and she could not live forever upon blm. She would have to go out to earn her living In aoma way, though bow the did not know. Life seemed horribly hopeless, and she almoat wished she lay dead beside the old man whom aba had loved as her father. She waa shaking with aobs when the door opened auddenly and a young man entered. He was tall and straight, with a clean cut, handsome face. "Doctor Grey sold I should find you hero," bo began, and then stopped. She got up hurriedly, trying to stop her tears; and then an odd thing hap pened considering she was a penniless girl whom noliody seemed to want Dick Marlone went up to her and held out bis hands. "You know what I want to say," be cried. "You know I lovo you and have done so for a long time. Now you are poor and Captain Tenby has gone I can speak. You know Mary you know I love you. Will yon be my wlfor Mary looked up and gave a little quick sob of happiness. "Oh, Dick, I believe tho will has done mo some good after all," she cried. The odd part of It was that tho wo man who called herself Claudia Kayo was not Claudia Kaye at all, and that Mr. Kaye had known It and had hand ed full proofs of the death of his child twenty-two years before to Mr. Guest before he died. Then bo had said, If Captain Tenby was the fortune hunter Doctor Grey said he was, It would prove him and save Mary a lot of un bapplnes. And It did. It was a dying man's fancy, and It was the wisest thing be could have done. What became of Claudia Kayo no ono know. She had come Intending to levy blackmail upon Mr. Kaye. Sho had reckoned without her host for she did not know that be held proofs of the death of bis own child. After Mr. Guest produced them she vanished, and Mary found herself to bo a rich woman once more rich and bappy for sho married the man sho loved and never bad cause to regret it Aa for Captain Tenby, Treherne Court never aaw blm any more. Ho believes that the whole thing was ar ranged on purpose and Is still angry at being deceived by such a got-up thing. Tho Tatler. RABBIT8 WHITE TAIL. Ia It Nature Mode of Protecting; the Animate from PursnersT A mild little tilt In thla column last week against the eagerness of .many folk to-day to find protective devices In tho color and markings of animals has drawn several protests from friendly correspondents, writes George A B. Dewar In the London Express. George F. Tayler's remarks on the rab bit's white tall I will deal with at once, aa these white follow-your-lead-er .marks on various animals are be ing discussed in several quarters Just now. Mr. Tayler quotes my remark that rabblta. when alarmed, never fail to make straight for cover, even though there are no white tails to guide them. "It may be pointed out, however," ho urges, "that the white tall is par ticularly a signal for the doe's young. When alarmed tho doe speeds away, followed by her progeny. These, of course, sho can easily outstrip and they would soon lose sight of their mother amid the long grass and herb age were It not for the distinguished white tall. "I think, therefore, that it is cor rect to say this Is undoubtedly na ture's mode of protecting young rab bits, which would otherwise become easy prey to their pursuers." Of course, I admit that the theory Is taking and Ingenious, and It is also a fact that at present there Is no other way to account for the white tall of the rabbits. But to accept It we have to assume unless we believe rabbits were simply created at the outset in their present form, and with white tails that white tails were so essen tial to the continuance of rabbit life In the north vthat gradually these pre vailed till in the end the feature be came an absolutely fixed one as we see It to-day. Now, thla may have beenthe case. Those rabbits not having white tails may have been wiped out aa the un fittest to survive; the whiter tha doe's tall the more chance would her off spring . have had of escaping their enemies, and so on. But It is my strong impression, after a rather long and close observation of rabbits that, to-day at any rate, young and old alike would be able to escape their enemies practically as well aa they do If the tails were not white. One on the Sheriff. Silas By heck, that was a good joke they played on old Sheriff Hicks of the prohibition town. Some one told him there was a man in hla dis trict selling something to brace you up. It took the sheriff two days to catch the man. Cyrus What was he selling) Silas Suspenders. WW;. Don't Notre Your Doubts. Dr. Henry C. Trumbull, who baa Juat paased to his reward, was a very Instructive writer and teacher. Hla recent books have been largely tho records of bis own experience aa a Christian worker. His latest book, published a few weeks ago, la en titled. "How to Deal with Doubta and Doubters," and will prove of great aervlce tn efforts to help "troubled souls." The opening chapter ia an ex hortation not to nurse your doubts, not to dwell on them, not to count them or seek to measure their magnitude; but to meditate on your beliefs rather, and your doubta will probably shrink and vanish away through neglect That Is wise advice. Some doubts and difficulties must bo wrestled with and driven out; but tho majority may bo safely neglected. Dr. Trumbull tells of a "charge" given to a keen-minded young pastor of Dr. noraco Bushhell In which bo said: "If you have doubts that trouble you very much do not try to solve them at once. Hang them up in your study for a while, and attend to things that you have no doubt about By and by, when you have leisure, and feel so Inclined, take your doubts down. Very likely you will find, when you attempt to examine them anew, that they have . settled themselves." That Is also very wise advice for young people and those that are older; for preachers and others. Doubts are often born of Indiges tion or of disappointments. We suffer some wrong, through betrayal or other wise, and lo, the heavens are filled with clouds and darkness. We doubt whether there Is a sun, or whether It will ever shine again. But peace re turns to our life and spirits, and tho sun breaks forth, while all the air is filled with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. . "Be sure to eat tho specked apples first" oald a mother to her daughter, when they purchased a barrel of tho toothsome fruit "And so," said the daughter, "we had specked apples all tho way through." New specks came before the old specks were gone. That may be a necessary method with regard to apples, but it Is not so with regard to spiritual fruits. The fruit of tho Spirit Is love, Joy, peace; where these abound there can be no room for depressing doubts. Examiner. How Job Helped a Chinese Boy. A Christian lady of Oakland says: "Leu Yen worked in my family nine years, and, though he was alwaya a good servant, there was a marked change in him after he became con verted. He had naturally a quick tem per, but was just as quick to acknowl edge his fault "Aa I passed the kitchen Into tho lanndry on Tuesday forenoon, I could not but notice the happy, contented ex pression In Leu Yen's face, though I saw at a glance that tho largo clothes basket was full of tightly rolled gar ments to bo Ironed; and that meant a long, steady day's work. " 'How are you getting along, Yesr waa my salutation; and the answer came readily and quick: 'AH right Job helped me very much yesterday " 'Job helped youl How was that? forgetting for a moment that our Sun day school leesons at that time were In the book of Job. " 'Yes, Job helped mer giving em phasis to his words. " 'Yesterday I have big wash; very heavy quilt too; and I work hard, hang some clothes on the line, fix 'em big quilt on the lino, put stick under tho line, hold him up; then wash more clothes, go out find stick blow down, big quilt all dirt, go this way back again. Then I feel so mad, feel like I swear; then I think of Job, how he praise God. Then I praise God, bring quilt in house, wash him clean, and praise God all the time.'" The Christian Life. The life of a Christian is often so like the sinner that the difference can scarcely be seen. Just as truly as were the Jews callod to be a partic ular people, so are Christians called to bo a unique, recognizable, peculiar, separate people. Thla separateness should be the separateness of Invita tion, not of exclusion. The Christian's life should by its character, aa well aa by word, invito the sinner to serve the Lord. How nobly men do then: life work when they bend every energy to the carrying out of their designs In "the world." How much nobler is one whose life is centered on the best and highest motives in living the Lord blesses the whole hearted Christian worker. Have you tried being sepa rate " and unique? Pennsylvania En deavorer. Comfort to tha Weary. The following little poem In gold lettering on watered silk, bordered with sprays of green, ia on tha wall of bod-rooa in Sklbo castle. Mr. Oarae gle's country seat In Socfland. It is full of comfort and tenderness, and to a weary aplrlt it aounda like tho bene diction that follows after prayer: Sleap aweatly ia thla quiet roots, O thou, whoe'er thou art. And let bo monruful yvsUrday Disturb thy peaceful heart Nor lt to-morrow scare thy reet With dreams of eomln HI; Thy Maker la thy cbangelseo FirWad Ilia tovo euiToande thee sou. Forget thyeolf and an tha world, Pot out each glaring light Tha etara are watching overhead; Bleep aweatly than. Good filghtl Back la 1IU Plaoa. Tho attitude of watchful expecta tion la the normal attitude of tho Christian. It la not however, isola tion. We cannot shut ourselves from tho world our scene of watching Is tho social Ufa In which God himself has put us. And our watchfulness can never bo a negative quality. It ln cludea observation of tho signs of tho times, witness bearing for Christ until all shall know of blm and steady ap plication of tho law of lovo to all affairs of Ufa. Each In his place Is to do his own work until the absent Lord declares himself. Tooth and Ag-a. If the Joy of youth haa more foam and sparkle, tho Joy of age has great er depth and substance. One la like tho reflection of sunlight on tho lumps of ore, where there la much dross mingled with tho metal, tho other like tho glance of tempered steel which has been through the furnace and between tho anvil and tho hammer and has come forth wholly fitted for the Mas ter's use. L O. B. Blessings of To-day. Enjoy the blessings of the day If God senda them, and tho evila bear patiently and sweetly; for thla day only Is ours; wo are dead to yester day, and not born to to-morrow. Jeremy Taylor. Sunshine, If our love were but more simple. We should take Him at His word. And our lives would be all sunshine In tho sweetness of the Lord. WARDROBE OF ROYALTY. Uniform of Foreign Armies and Nav vies Worn by England's Klngt Were hla majeety's trip to the con tinent to be confined to his incog, visit to Marienbad aa duke of Lancaster, bo need have troubled himself with no moro luggage than any other duke or gentleman of quality would require for a summer -sojourn at a watering place, saya a writer In M. A. P. As, how ever, he la to wind up' his "cure" by a state visit to Vienna, ho la pre cluded from traveling aa "light" aa he would no doubt like; and tho little Hotel Weimar at Marienbad will be overflowing for the next week or two with cases containing the innumer able costumes with which tho modern monarch has to burden himself when ho drops in on hie brother sovereigns. I am not sure whether Edward YIL holds the same honorary rank in the Austrian army aa he does in Germany and some other countries and whether ho will, therefore, in accordance with the prevailing fashion among kings (quite a modern one, by the way) ap pear at Vienna in the guise of an Aus trian general of cavalry or something of that kind. There alwaya seema something rather comical about the Idea of a hard-working monarch get ting into his sleeping carriage or steamboat in a comfortable lounge suit and a traveling cap and emerging next morning disguised aa an admiral or general of forces with which ho has no earthly connection. The German emperor is perhaps tho sovereign who most thoroughly enjoys these royal "quick changes," which recalls a fun ny Incident said once to have been wit nessed at a big railway station in Prussia. An English prince (I think It waa tho duke of Connaught) was going to Germany on a visit to his Imperial nephew on some rather special oc casion. At a junction some hours dis tant from Berlin ho was Informed that the kaiser had come to meet him there. Alighting from tho train, he walked across the platform to where William II. was to be seen leaning anxiously from the window of his saloon. "I have made you an admiral of the Prussian navy," 'was tho em peror's greeting; "come in hero quick ly." The English prince went m ac cordingly and appeared again a fow minutes later in the complete rig-out of a Prussian admiral, which the kaiser had seemingly brought with him from Berlin for his relative's use! Kaiser Chooses the Gowna. It has remained for Mme. Waldeck Rousseau to make known a new aide of the many sided German Emperor that of a dictator of fashion. His whole conversation with the wife of the former French premier was do voted to dress. "Would I be Indiscreet, madam. In asking you the address of your dross maker?" Mme. Waldeck-Bousseau gave him the Information. "But tell me, madam," lowering his voice, "does M. Waldeck-Roussoau ever occupy himself with your toi lettes?" "Oh, no, neverl" cried Mme. Wal-deck-Rousseau, laughing. "Ahl" said the Emperor, gravely. "I occupy myself a great deal with my wife's gowns. I choose the materials. I advise this or that model. The form of dress that pleases me exceedingly is the princess gown." Philadelphia Ledger. A real curiosity Is a woman without an. n CCWTtSS Of wtSTMOttLAM, UiGUXD'S BEST DRLSSID WOMAX. Tho Countess of Weatmoreland o-co- piea a unique position In Engliah soci ety. Her husband haa not the great wealth of other noblemen, but hla title stands eighth in tho long liat of earl doms, while sho la a member of one of tho cleverest and moat popular fam- illea In the kingdom. Sho was Lady Sybil 8t Clair Erskine, daughter of Lady Rossryn and slater to the Dueh- om of Sutherland and Lady Angela, Forbes, while Lady Warwick la her half sister. Lady Westmoreland make dress a line art She Is an authority- en English fashions and Is responsible) for tho great vogue of the picture bar, among her countrywomen. Sho la sal J to put on her hat better than any oth er woman In England. Tall blonde, with blue eves, s-olden. hair and well modeled figure, she finds' little) difficulty In successful dressing. Unlike most Engliah women, sho great ly affecta dark colors, and black cos tumes In velvet and taffetas are beg favorite for the daytime, while she) oftenest appears In the evening in gowns of black gauze or chiffon. At Mrs. Adair's famous fancy ball she made a sensation In a misty black robe in which ahe Impersonated "Night" When Lady Westmoreland appeared in society chaperoned by Lady War wick and the Duchess of Sutherland she waa voted tho loveliest debutante of the year. She Is now known as one of the most beautiful and charming matrons. She spenda much of her time in London, but is also devoted to Scotland, where she rides to bounds, fishes and hunts. Her biggest capture) on tho Tweed was a salmon weighing 22 pounds. Her taste in dress Is not dependent on ber dressmaker. She Is an excellent needlewoman and em broidery la one of ber chief accom plishments. Justice for a TJavren In all lands the nearer la held lis contempt and people of all claasea in wardly chuckle when one of the claae gets the worst end of a bargain. An English paper records a peculiar de cision In the suit of a usurer against a poor woman. The man had lent the woman money hi such a way that It was to be paid in Installments and with monthly usurious interest The woman waa unable to- pay the amount due. The Judge satisfied himself that the woman was honest and honorable, and that what she had already paid In In stallments would cover the original loan and a reasonable interest. "Will you accept 5 In discharge?" asked the Judge of the plaintiff; "yon will then have had 10 per cent on the loan.1 The plaintiff would accept nothing less than the full amount to which the law entitled him. "Then," said the Judge, "although I cannot Invalidate the agreement, I can make an order which, I think, will fit the case. I give Judgment for the full amount, to be paid at the rate of six pence a month." This was the "Installment system" with a vengeance, for at thla rate of payment the usurer would be seventy five years in getting bis money. Ohoate's Joke Went Astray. ( Judge Dickinson of Tennessee, chief counsel for the United States before the Alaskan boundary commission, tells a story about Ambassador Choato which he relates as part of bis recent London experience. He says: "During the boundary proceedings I was a guest at an English home ono evening when many distinguished dip lomats were present Among them none received more attention than Minister Choate. One English lady, apparently wishing to be a bit quizzical, said to the minister, 'Mr. Choate, who would you rather be if you were not Ambassador Choate T With the suave ness of manner for which he is noted the minister replied: 'Madam, in such a case I would rather be the second husband of Mrs. Choate.' " "Needless to say, the retort and pret ty compliment to the well-beloved wife of the American ambassador was greeted with laughing approval by the little group that were parties to the conversation. As I waa walking away with an English statesman of Interna tional repute, I said: That was a clever retort of the ambassador's.' , "Yes,' replied tho Britisher, Tut, by the way, would you mind telling me who was the second husband of Mrs. Choate? " Training for Sunday School Teaoherav The Teachers College of Columbia University is to establish a course of study for tho training of .Sunday-school teachers. Dr. Richard M. Hodge, the lecturer . In Bible study, will haver charge of the classes. . ' A man usually says of bis dog: ' "1 suppose it is one of tho best bred dogs in America." gig?
