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About Lake County examiner. (Lakeview, Lake County, Or.) 1880-1915 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 6, 1903)
Supplement to LAICE COMITY 'EllALiniER; Laltoviovj, Oregon. history nf tlio country and tho Indian I chIM by your side..' wars. There yon will nnd vliot only a row escaped, mid thn bnttlo ground was madn famous In history. It wn madn no liy it German soldier In Gen eral Crook's ronimnnd, whoso dialect gnvn It thn nntno It Mill bears. After thn Imltli! wns over, ns tho Clnitrmn Tho cripple's ftplrlt of revongs bad left him. With team In bis ryi tie hurriedly related tho circumstances with which tho I-onl of the Donort wus not fi.mlllnr, and then called llammorsley to his aide. "Thin, brother." aald tho cripple wlpd tho perspiration and powder "I th rightful heir to all of tho prop- stains from ti In fnen, ho raid: "Hoy rnll din 'Hell's limp.' tint I name It 'Dumlcr nnd Ullxon.'" Since Hint time thn Imlllo ground nnd the river hnvo bourn tho nnmn thn O'er- mnn gavn thn plncn, nnd hlMtory has adopted thn nnmn iih tho proper onn, crly. Ho la tho only child of the do remind brother, William. Hero la a eertllk'd copy of futher'a will, and Al. Iieach. whom, you long since thouaht was dead, brings tho ln(trii rnenln to show thnt William Ham morslcy, tho trapper, la no morn nor Among thn few who escaped were I no less than William Llyo, solo heir Chief Km.n and Dan Follett. At thn last moment they plunged Into thn rnglng stream and swam with the current for n long distance, rnnehed thn distant nhoro and then ancendnd n precipice of rlmroekH, and ns they panned over the summit they wnved their linuda In defiance nt their pur- auera, CIlAI'TEIl XXV. Wagea of Hln anil Aleohol. It la several days after the buttle of "I Minder and IiIIkoii." flenernl Crisik tin h M'lit nil of IiIm men. except lila atnff, to thn fort nnd be hiia atop pod at the Htone Hour." to rtralKhten out the lu'ilt'TH repoitc.l by the trap PT. IliM'thn and ll-iminerr.ley urn at the Stone House. .Inniei l.yln In there Al. Ileiuh has returned.' All of the rowboya Who oncnped the Indian lir rowa are there. Thi-re ere ninny ri'inlnlaenee'i to relate, lint hn lonn sko told the atory of how she lind Mntzpnr Ml Into Mm handa of Kollett. Hn had come to thn trapper's liboile late In the afternoon nnd left a message to the effect that the trap per dc-(lri their presence nt the Htoun House, nnd that tin- bnlf breed would call about dink for the.m They hail held a conference before thn return of Koll'-M nnd while thev were humi-Ihuh of blrn, It seemed uo probable ttiat bin ntory wmh true, that they decided tu iii i'oniimny blrn MetXKer nrmlng himself nid hil mlnp that he wan n iimtrh for the (Canadian Follett enme nt llm niliritl time hrliiKlng two horse with him, and Hertbn leaving Jtill.m llvrd to look after her futher. she nml Meteer Matted out with the Cnna the Stone House far, however, until they were aur roundeil by the four tunvea. who had ni'ioitipatili'il Folh-it. and were In their power. I'nMett look liiunediat) command and lniirl"t tlirm away to ward "llell'H Trap." nt which place the leader In familiar with what fol lowed. It Ik early In the afternoon, (ion- to all of the wealth of tho House of I.yle." "Just Ion ban been donn," anld thn 1 Ms ? "Thev sro here nt thin moment,' tin general. id lie Cnna'U'in toward They had not gone lying man. "Thnnka to tne failure of I mil l-'iillutt tn currying out our mur derous pluiiH. Thanks to tho treach- i.,iery of old Kgan in not alnylng the -n i ui . i natiKH to won, wno, I munt now acknowledge, guided It all. Ienth la not near ao bitter, now, I believe there In hopn, cvon for mn." And the Iord of thn Peaert panned Into a nleep never to waken again In the mortal body. CHA1TKII XXVI. Conclualun. I'rcHHlng an wan the military dutlna of Ueneial Crook ho decided to re main at the Htone Hou ho another day nnd iiIkIiI. A cowboy waa aent to the fort with a mennago to announce, thin tin t. Thn following morning waa dncldei' upon for the burial of all that re mained of thn late Martin l.yle. With military prec IhIok Ceneral Crook hnd cnlgnntnil aunrlan na the hour and nrraiiKementi were made accordingly. A grave wan diiK In a amnll table land IiIkIi up on the mountain aide ovei looking tlie place nnd promptly at fniirlae the Keneral and hln ntftff nnd l ho ndatlvea of the deceased and the eniiloyeH about the pluee were as hemliled nt the grave. Hi-fore th0 body waa lowered the cral Crook la h- at-'.l at the bedside of r"y chapl.-iln condui tej a phort aer a very nlcli man In the main room of " nn1 IM0 'tnrnn gene al, con the Ktone House. He U ili llrloun foi "n.ry ll,H ,""t"ni nnd experience o:ig p. rlo.lH nnd couhcIoim for nhott "f"verel a nhort addreaa. but like all oiii'H. Hln iot)H(louii nioinetitH lire pracurai mometitu of nuony It Ik the Lord of the Denert. He bad remulnw l aober darlitK tho ali'ge tf the Stotu- lloiien nnd bad taken an oath lit the time thnt he would never drink lutoxlcantn attain. Ah noon an md coinnioiigeiiae and aoke to the point. Thin la the hint tribute." he anld. "that man can pay to man give him u ilerent burial In the earth. A man am mi ions ror wealth and Dower carefully." Tho will waa handod to General Crook, who read: "In tha name of God, Anton. I be rtneath to rny adopted aon, William Kyla all ." "Adopted aon,' repeated General Crook. "Ho thin William Lyln wan not tha real aon of the teatator." "That la true," nald Leondldaa Mg gett, the former cook of the Iord of the iJennrt. who had atood by In al ienee, "I have long known the whole atory. I learned It from William I.yle'n wife In lioaton, after hln death. I have kept allent all of thene year becauae I did not think an adopted aon ought to Inherit over the real onea." A further examination of the pa pera which Al. Iieach had aecured dla covered a written acknowledgment of William l.yle that he waa an adopted lion and that thin had been kept a tiecret from the other children who were all born after hla adoption. I aee nothing In the way now," nnld Oenernl Crook, glancing at Her tha and Hammeraley. "Berth, la It any tinn to auk?" In quired tho trapper. "There in nothing loat by trying!" replied the girl an ahe took Mm by the band. "Glad you remained, chaplain." aald General Crook. "You have burled one lord and now you mny bind another for life before we go." Within ten daya old Ksnn came In with hla fragment of warrlora and the equawn and children of hln tribe and nurretidored to General Crook. Fort Warner waa abandoned and the great Indian fighter waa aent to other fleldn. Dan Follett waa never heard of again. I'.ertha lyle preferred to change her name and ahe and the. trappnr agreed that Hammernley waa good enough. They lived at the Stone Houne and gave the cripple a home thn remainder of hla daya. They retained In their employ all of tho former employen at the Stone Houne who denlred to remain, and thn named of the Hammernleya, the nenchea. the nytda. the Hopea, the Metzgera and the Llggetta are still familiar and honored one In the great Inland Empire belt of Oregon. THE END. ("The Lord of the Desert" may be had In book form for 25 cents from the publlnher of thla paper, or by address ing the Metropolitan Printing Co.. 162 Second atreet, Portland, Oregon.) the hIcki- wan over and the aoldlern 1 . " n,s mo an" "norteneu hla daya trying to obtain it wrongfully. It la 't i 't and proper . to apeak re proachfully of tho dend. but hla dyln worm comiemned auch a life and It la well that wo nhould profit by the lea- pon. Hla life la now familiar to you all It doea no good to repent it here. Hut ther! la yet one Umhoii to draw from It. "He wan known far and wide as the Lord of the Denert.' He prided In bin. Thin cornea from tho difference in clnaaeH In the European countries where lords and ladles nre created by liiiiKn and nionnrchs and by heredity. I here in no auch custom here. The title la an empty one. Every mini here mny be a lord nccordlng to the American idea. If he wishea. An honorable, well Bpcnt life makes a man a "lord, n, aoverelgn, a king here belter thnn the highest sounding named of the old world. It la not the title. It Is the man. "With nil of tho high-Hounding name of 'Lord of the Desert,' ho was i.ot nearly so great as his humble aucceasor, the honest trapper, who has made himself a lord in deed by laboring and battling for the right. Tho assumed lord died a death of SKony from a remorseful conscience. The real lord the true American lord came to tils inheritance honestly and through merit. Let us hope that tho dead lord has .made peace with his maker and that the American lord will never disgrace tho honorable title which ho has won." With a song by thoso present and n prayer by the chaplain the cere mony over the remains of tho "Lord of the Desert" was closed. General Crook was now ready to take his departure. His friends had usHombled about him In. tho Stone House to render him thanks for his nnd rowhoyn bad pntif Olid the excite tnent died out, hn had collapsed. For more thnn a week ho hnd neither ent in nor slept. The collamm of bin yearn of illaxlpntlon hatf come. His bloated form was rapidly urfHtimlng its natural fctatc. He wan but a uponen. a dry decaying sponge with all of the substance none. He was n human wreck, made ho by sin and al I ohol. Ills was not an Imitated enrfc It was the same old story. Written nnd unwritten history abound with auch stories. "It Is too Inte, general. It Is too late," mil I the unfortunnte man In n moment of consciousness. "I have taken the oath. I will never drink again, but it wns tnken too Inte. It might stimulate nie now for n few hours, but It would make death the more agonlr.lns." "It Is true, Mr. I.ylo." replied the general, "its effects nre nlwnya tem porary, except the Injury It gives. Thin Is permanent. A man mny feel good for a moment; his life may even be prolonged by It for a brief spell, but he must suffer tho consequences In the end. After u more exhausting delirium, the dying man spoke again. "It Is here thnt I hurt worse, gen erul. It Is here," he said, placing his hand over his heart. "If you knew what Hen there, general, you would pity me though I'm tho most wicked man living." "It Is not too late to repent and !o Justice," suggested the warrior "Not too late to repent, I know, for I am doing that ns fast ns a guilty soul can confess itself, but It Is too Into to do -Justice; they are dend. general, they are dend, my brother and his child ate dead! This confession seemed to enso th man for a moment, Then ho con tlnuod: "If I could give them back services. '1 will Bend that money to you by an escort upon my arrival at the fort, friend Hamnioraley-Lyle," aald tho genernl. No, aend It to aome safe bank In the enwt and deposit It to Mlsa Lylo'B credit, ao that ahe may draw upon It for the use of herself and her father,' their lives, general, nnd this mockery called wealth the half-breed only took a small portion of what I pos sess death would lose mnny of Its terrors. I do not fenr It. general, but to meet my God with this loud here. Genernl, for many years I hnvo kept mv heart, mv ronsclnnen. niv soul. benumbed with stronir drink: now. replied the trapper. ueneral. It nil falls upon mo like a "Not one cent," apoke the futher n ountaln. Oh. that It would crush nnd daughter together, inn. dlssolvo mo like vapor, exterml- "Only convey us to civilization." rate mo that I should not have to said Heitha, '"and I will support meet my Maker." father. Mr. Hamiuersley la tho right- "I am able to give you some relief." fl' owner of the money and the prop- aald tho eteran soldier, "you are not ny and I would not consent to ac as ku tv as vou link" "li one com or u. "Oh, but they aro dead, genernl. "Vou shall have tho money No power on earth can give mo relief now It la too late. I will tell you how It happened," continued Lylo, gapping. "I hired Follett to kill one nnd old Egan to kill tho other.." "I know you think It happened," re plied General Crook, "but It Is not thnt bud. Suppose I should tell you thnt thoy both live?" and property, too," replied tha trapper. "I will return to my traps. Vour futher may ninnago the ranch and you may travel, or do as you like." "What a pity you are couslna." aald General Crook. "You should be lov ers you should bo husband and wife." "It makes no difference In Scot- "You would mock me. general, you land," anld the cripple, would mock me." "Hut It la against the law here," re- "No, I speak truthfully, when I tell plied the general, you thnt they still live, nnd nre hero "He haa never asked me, anyway," at thin moment," said the genernl. aald Itertha embarrassed. "Do not torture me, general, but If "I didn't think it waa any use." re- they nre hero let inn seo them, Lot piled the trapper with a husky voloe. them tell mo thRt thev still llvo." Genernl Crook at once detected the Jim l.yle wns brought In In a chair real sentiment of the two for each and seated by thn bedijldo. nnd Her tha enmo nnd atood by her father's Bide. "This Is Jim. Brother Jim." ald the other 'It's a bad law." he aald. "but It Is best." 'I think I can relieve all of thla dylngmnn. "Speak Jim. nnd tell me embarrassment, aald Al. Beach, cotu that you live and that this la your lug forward. "Read tho will more "The manner In which weeds are known to Improve soil forms a remark able scientific dlacovery. Their roots extend Into the atiffer and more com pact subsoil, where no ordluary dant ran reach, and after loosening and open lug It up ao that air and water can have action upon It. suck up from below great quantities of potash salts and phosphoric acid. When these weeds ars plowed under or die, these salts and acids are left near the surface, where they can be utilized by the ceronls and root crops which live upon them. For Instance, wheat and iotatocs flourish Well where these weeds have gone be fore and done the work of getting the necessary food for them from the sub- soli and the air. "Much laud In of no value until these weeds come in and make It so. This is particularly true of Bandy soils and re rlulmed marsh lands, which are defl- flent iu potash, a thing necessary In all farming laud. On these the decier rooted legumes, such ns gorse, broom, alfalfa, lupines, sulla and the erenultil beans are of great value. Their roots aot only reach lovn very deep and bring up potash from the subsuil iu the manner described, but their leaves take great quant It lea of nitrogen from the air. Now, when a soil la rich Iu pot ash and nitrogen It Is good soil, and as these plants die nnd leave their gath ered potash and nitrogen on the surface the sandy and marshy soils become food laud. All tho farmer has to do Is plow these rotting weeds under and ho baa good land on which he can raise cereala, root crops nnd tobacco that hardiest and most wearing plant upon soil. "The government haa Induced farm ers to try Florida beggar weed. One experimenter reimrted that by planting It Iu hla tleld and plowing under the an nual crops for two successive years tlie aoil had been completely changed In texture and color. Another farm er discovered that a crop of beggar weed turned under, will, wheu decom posed, retain near the surface In ready reach of the roots of succeeding crops not only all tho nitrogen that It took out of the atmosphere, but also what ever rertuiaers were subsequently ap plied. A third reported thnt all his Holds produced more luxurious crops after having been given over one sea son to a rank growth of thla weed. "To find out how much chemical val ue thla weed really takes from the air and the subsoil, the government plant ed a sandy field (bare of any of the qualities on which ordinary cereals and vegetables thrive) with beggar weed, and when the crop wns at Its height harvested It, root and all. The crop was then reduced to ashes and the re sult tutalyxed. It was found that every ton o( beggar weed ashes contained WW pounds of lime, VMO pounds of phos phoric acid and 482 pounds of potash. Twenty or twenty-five tons of beggar weed bay were required to make one ton of ashes, but every acre yielded four tons of beggar weed. It was- figured out that a four-ton yield per acre, which Is an average, one acre of beg gar weed would yield 150 pounds of ni trogen, worth 15 cents a pound, or $122.50 worth of nitrogen and potash and phosphoric acid worth (5.25, mak ing a total of 122.75 worth of fertilis ing chemicals taken from an acre of soli worth nothing at all. St. Louis Star. MORE THAN A DHgAM. LIto ap to the highest that's In yon, lie true to th voice In your soul. lt lots and yonr better self win yon, And follow them on to the goal. Afar In the path of Endeavor The temples of llsppinenn gleam. They stand as s promise forever That hsaven Is mors than s dream. We fall In the moments of weakness, Home down by ths psnnlon of sin. Acknowledge ths error with meekneNs And strengthen the guard from within The Inatn of the brute ws Inherit MtiHt rower and shrink from the light Hint flow from th throne of the npirit And show ns the path to the right. I know not ths kingdom Immortal; Yet feel in my Innermost soul Thnt !eath's not s wsll but s portal. Through which lies sn infinite goal. I know not the glory supernal. Nor pallia thnt the angels have trod; Yet something within Is eternal And grows in ths aunllght of God. I know With ths wisdom of Sorrow, Tli lessona I've learned by the way; The fruits thnt we gather to-morrow Are grown from the seeds of to-day. Life's pace we have blotted snd check ered; No power on earth can rentore, We write sn Indelible reeord. To blight or to blean evermore. With voices nernphlc snd tender Our loved ones sre calling afar, With light that in golden in splendor Truth nhinea like s mystics I star. The reil of the Kilmce in riven. The banner of Hope is unfurled; And Iive, through the portals of heaven, Illumines the night cf the world. Denver News. but How Joe Paid Up. si i oi ifn pt iji ofi nji i sfi si ifi sfoff. LD MAN ster, wa lamp In LD MAN UOYXE. the boss team- as sitting by a coal oil his best room. He bad taken off hla shoes and bis coat, and his coarse woolen socks and his hick ory shirt showed that he was not a man of alrn. He wan deep In hln news paper, of which It wns hln bablt to read every word, Including ads., and he had filled his old clay pipe for the third time when tho rap at the door caused him to shout: "Come In I" "Good evening. Mr. Boyne," said the stalwart, well-groomed young man who enme In. She's out," growled the old chap, resuming his reading. "I know she Is, sir. That's why I called." The old fe!low put down his paper and leered over bla spectacles. "At least," resumed the young man. nervously, "I came to talk to you abont her, sir. We want to get mar ried." lie sat down, looking flushed And excited, and the old man stared at him a tuloultt befora ha began: "Well, suppose you do? Have you the menna to keep her decent T How inucn have you saved T Three hundred that'll buy the furniture. How long did It take you to save that?" "A little over a year, I ' "A year! You must be an awful spendthrift. How much do you get?" "Thirty a week since the beginning of this year. I'll get a raise " "What:" shrilled the father, putting his hands on his knees nnd peering at the lover. "Thirty dollars a week a bachelor, all alone, and have only three wisely I ant that Joe quirt, waited for Margy Boyne's boney hand. "He's given roe back all you paid him. Joe," cried the wife, shaking a budget of bank notes at them; "hf was only fooling ns fooling us Iriti being economlesl." "I tell you, Joe Stewart," began the old drayman, when they sat down to supper, "there's no one to make money If you don't save It. When I wns your age " And then for the first time old Boyne's lectors on economy seemed Interesting to them all. Chicago Bee ord Herald. Hdpert for father In law. keeplns; r to come In. That was his first but not final effort to get Dad's consent. He name ngAIn v on Hnttirdny evening, while the girl was at market, and the crusty old drayman, with a coarse frankness, suggested that he hnd a "tidy little place" In tho West Side, three rooms and a summer kitchen, that he would sell to Htewnrt If he renl.'y meant to marry the girl at nil. The meanness of this proffer struck him like a blow, but he said he'd think about It, and he did. He talked It over with Margy, a whole-souled, winsome girl, who had lieen trained for a school-teacher by the canny old man. who "knew the value of money.' "It's try It, Joe." she laughed, "It's a runty old cottage, but we'll fix It up. Dad won't be hard on na for the payments, and perhaps by the time It's paid for we can sell It nnd get a nicer home." Stewart, thoroughly despising old Boyne, bought the place on time pay ments and signed alout sixty notes at $25 each, listening with suppressed ha tred to the miserly old man who had thus unloaded $1,500 worth of frame shanty and cheap ground upon his own daughter's husband. For the wedding took place within a month. "VOU Ml'ST BE AX THRIFT.' AWFUL 8PE.ND- UtS FATHER-IN-LAW HOUNDED IIIM HIS OFFICE. AT hundred left! How the devil do you drink?" "Oh, no; It Isn't that, sir; I just live pretty well. You seo, I wasn't figur ing on getting married till I met Mar gy, and you see I've always beeu used to having everything." "Do you own a place, a bouse or anything?" "No, Blr." "You must bo daft. then. Whero was you going to live? At the Audi torium, maybe?" "Oh, we could get a neat flat for a little money, and " "And pay rent? You're a fool, my boy. I won't give her to you till you get a house, I don't care if. it's only two rooms, so It's your own, to keep her In." Mnrgy's voice singing was heard then from the rear rooms. Boyne re sumed his paper. Joe Stewart, mut- tlrlng "skin-flint, miser," and other en dearing epithets directed against his When the cottage waa painted and furnished and the young couple was well installed, the old man would come 'round during the day to see Msrgy, but Joe's hatred of bim rose to the top pitch when the first note fell due and old Royne, In pernon came to ths office to collect It After that the young man quit speaklng'to bis wife'a father, and the young wife herself felt ashamed and grieved to oliaerve the grasping eagerness with which he pursued Joe for the pay ments. Month after month the efforts to pay Boyne came harder, for there were the painters and carpenters to pay, a bath room had been built into the cottage and the plumber'a bill was a caution. To make matters harder for Joe the little Stewarts began to arrive, nnd when the time came to pay the young husband saw that he'd have to "stand ofr either the doc-tor or Boyne. He paid the doctor. His father-in-law hounded him at the office, at the house, waited for him at the street corner. and then scrawled a letter In which he threatened to foreclose if the note, pivt due. wasn't paid. Margy almost broke her heart when she found out the truth, but when Dad called she pleaded with him to give them a little mors time. She showed him her pret ty baby and promised that they would now begin to economize In earnest. Old Boyne promised an extension, but harped upon the need of economy until she felt like striking him. It was the same every time a new note cnine due. He was Insatiate, cave them ueither ixnce nor hope of leniency. lectured her, scolded Joe even when the hard earned money was forthcom ing. It was necessary to reduce all their expenses. Joe quit smoking and legan to carry his lunch in a collar box. When he contrived to have the mouey ready for the recurring notes ho sent It by check to avoid meeting the miserly Boyne. By mutual con sent they quit mentioning his name. Sometimes when he called during the lay to see Margy and her baby she wouldn't let him in, feigning to be out and thus escaping the everlasting homily about . "economy." It was cruel, and she cried a good deal, but she knew Joe would fret and fume if he knew that Boyne had beeu harry ing her. And so they came to have such a terror of his visits that Stew art bent all his efforts to forestall the Impending payments and thus keep the despised old drayman from show lug bla grinded face either at the of fice where Joe worked or at the little home where Margy tolled with no less J patience and far more cheerfulness. And when the last note was paid and old Boyne and bis hateful ways were commencing to be forgotten by the estranged daughter aud the un forgiving Stewart the young pair had a kind of Informal celebration. Little Joe In his best blouse and baby Mar garet In her btgh chair were Bitting at table, their pretty mother a bloom In hoc pink klmonu, when Joe came home with the last note and a big bouquet of roses for the tea table. "Well, Margy, we're done with the old skinflint, eh? Excuse me, Blr." For the old man was sitting by the fireplace, and when he came over to shake bauds the old face was so radi- A VICTIM OF PRIDE. Rooster Could Not Bear to Lira Whan Hla Prestige Ws Goat, It has been said that the reason of Napoleon's defeat waa simply that bo thought he could not be defeated. The New York Mall and Express repeats a conversation overheard on a suburban train, which tells how a Napoleon of the barn-yard was conquered. Trlde's a terrible thing. I tell you." remarked a passenger to bis seat mate. "Yen?" said the other man, good naturedly. "Yes. This young fellow" pointing to a news dispatch In the evening pa per "cutting away for the other side of the world Just because the girl made a fool of him reminds me of the tangsban rooster we bad up at our place. He was a fine-looking bird, and be had bossed the barn-yard so long that he sort of came to think he was Infallible." "That's natural," responded the other man. . "Well, the rooster grew careless, and one day when he was putting on too kmany airs a cross old hen pecked his left eye out. In plain view of the whole flock. You never saw such humilia tion In your life. "It wasn't the loss of the eye that hurt so much as the loss of prestige. He never was himself again. Every rooster in the yard made fun of bim; the bens strutted by without paying the least attention to him, and even the chickens sauced him. He pined away, his feathers drooped, and he be-' came a regular outcast, sneaking around by himself to pick up stray grains of corn when the rest of the fowls had finished feeding. One day I went out to get a plump- hen for dinner. I laid the hatchet on the block where I usually cut off the heads of chickens, and was moving around to pick out a fat one, when my. wife called to me to look. And, sir, lying flat on the block was that old rooster. He had hopped up there and put his head down close to the hatchet,' and was waiting for me." "Did you klU him?" asked the other( man. as the narrator paused. "I didn't want to, bnt my wife beg ged me to put him out of his misery.; He wasn't very good eatfng, but I made him the subject of a fine talk about pride, which, as I said before,' Is a terrible thing." PEACEABLE RESISTANCE. Old Quaker Did Not Believe la Vio lence and Bloodshed. During the Civil War, the Friends, because of their peaceful creed, en deavored to be released from the re-; quirements of the draft. They were always reasonable and quiet In their earnestness, and seldom failed to gain' their point. Major Townsend, in "Anecdotes of the Civil War," tells this story of Isaac Newton, the Friend . who was commissioner of the Depart ment of Agriculture: i Speaking once of scruples about' fighting, I asked him If be believed it1 necessary to carry out the exact letter of the Scripture, and under no circum stances to resist. 'Oh, no," said he. "There are other ways of resisting besides fighting." i Then he told the story of having J met a man In a wngon at a narrow I part of the road, who. seeing that he was a Friend, refused to turn out for" him, but stopied directly In the mid dle of the road. Isaac asked him kindly to turn out., but the man gruffly refused. Then ; Isaac said, "Friend, If thou wilt not i urn thy horse, I will turn him for i thee." So he took the horse's head to' urn him. Then the man Jumped out and ran forward, as If to attack him.'' On this. Isaac seized him by the arms above the elbow, held him aa If , n a vise, ana quietly saiu, "f riend. If . thou dost resist, I shall shake thee!" , So he gave him a preliminary shake , as a sample, aud the man, seeing how t powerful nnd resolute he was, apolo-' gized, and turned his horse as far out1 us he could. I did not strike him," said Isaac. Story of Roosevelt. ' lu refusing to grant a private Inter- ' view to a certain politician who Is always trying to give him advice and information on lmiortant matters of , legislation President Roosevelt Is said i to have remarked: "It Is always most ' distressing to me to be obliged to talk'1 to thnt man. 1 find nyself constantly '1 ovnul 1 n it lilm tn revert tn hie nt-tinmal ancestors, grow a tail and swing grace fully from the chandelier without ln-0 terruptlug the conversation." , , A Last Uesort. Jack Her father positively refuses to t give me her hand lu marriage. t Tom That's tough. What are you I going to do about It? ' Jack Oh, I suppose there la nothing left now but to ask the girl. I u Womnu may never break into Con gress, but she will coutlnue to be 1 speaker of the bouse Just the saino. ,( Love may be bllud, but chaperom" seldom are. 1