Tillamook headlight., January 18, 1900, Image 5

THE TILLAMOOK HEADLIGHT. January 18, 1900.
PASSING REMARKS.
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forgave him, leaving him money L. HINER.
H HUDEN.
in the will she made before she I
She also recommended
In an article on “Our Duty to died.
the Philippines ”
President him to the mercy of the Almighty.
Schurtnan makes some excellent The amount of money left the
suggestions, based upon his per­ husband was munificent, enough
sonal observations, as chairman to make him feel the need of
(Sucewwont to 1. Hiner)
of the Philippine commission. mercy, or something else. It
In order to dissipate the preju­ was $1, and “I forgive him as I
dice against the white man, hope Almighty God will forgive
which is the inheritance of 300 me.” For what, one wonders.
years of misrule and spoliation For her generosity or revengeful
by the Spaniards, President punishment ? On the other side
Schurtnan advocates the estab­ of the river we all must cross, if
lishment of a simple form of civil it is given one to think of the
government in each province as deeds committed on earth, will 1 Steam Boat and Loggers’ Work and Heavy Forging a Specialty
Estimates given on new machinery.
fast as the conditions will war­ this woman take pleasure in the
rant it. This should be done as blow the dead hand dealt? Will
TILLAMOOK,
OREGON.
an evidence of our good faith and it fill her waking hours with;
kindly intentions, as well as blissful thoughts and her sleep-'
for purposes of justice. When ing moments with happy dreams?
the natives realize that Ame­ But stay—are there any sleeping
rica comes as a savior and hours for the spirit released from ]
OF SAN FRANCISCO, DEALERS IN
not as an oppressor they will the body that daily needed rest |
gladly accept the new order of for wearied bones ? It is for [
things and distrust will quickly theologists to say.
disappear. Actual works and not
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?
mere words are required to
A sugar with a sweetening j
demonstrate to the suspicious power 550 times greater than
BOX SHOOKS.
Filipinos that American rale is that of cane or beet sugar is an­
not Spanish tyranny undera new nounced. What it is made of is
name. President Schurtnan gives secret; but it is being put upon ' GENERAL MERCHANDISE
the churches a hint that they the market in New York as
may accept the advantage. While sycose. It comes from Germany
And LOGGERS’ SUPPLIES,
believing in the necessity of mis­ and claim is made that it is
sionary work on the islands, he ordorless and has the taste of the
AGENTS STEAMER W. H. KRUGER.
urges that the Protestants avoid best refined sugar. Its makers
sending denominational mission­ say of it : “In the manufacture Hobsonville, Or.
J. E, SIBLEY, Mgr
aries, but agree beforehand upon of substitutes for sugar, such as j
some one type of Protestant saccharin, etc., a mixture results L H. BROWN, P resided :
D irectors :
Christianity to present to the na­ consisting of the ortho (the sweet W. H. COOPER, S ec . & T res .
L. H. BROWN, II. G. DAVIS, G. W. TEFFT.
tives, who otherwise will be con- ’ product) and the para-variety (an
fused by a variety of denomina­ inert body), and to obtain a pure
tional forms, which will appear product this inert substance
to them as so many different re­ must be eliminated. Owing to
Manufacturer« of
ligions. If the Filipinos are to the process employed in the
be converted to Protestantism it manufacture of sycose, only the
should be to that broad church ortho-variety is retained in a con­
that knows no dividing lines. dition of absolute purity. The
TILLAMOOK, OR.
They should be turned to the range of applicability of sycose is
Protestant church and not to the a very extended one. On account
Methodist, the Baptist, the Epis­ of its great purity and agreeable Fine Dressed Flooring and Finishing
copal or any other particular taste it is eminently suitable for
Lumber a Specialty.
sect.
medicinal
purposes
in
diseases
in
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which the use of sugar must be
Loeal Orders Promptly pilled. Well Stoeked
Of course this is not a matter avoided, such as diabetes. In
Lumber Yard near Court House.
for the administration to deal view of its low price it is also a
with. It has nothing to do with most eligible sweetening agent
sending missionaries of any for manufacturing purposes, and
church or denomination. As is highly recommended for use The DIRECT ROUTE to TILLAMOOK
American citizens desirous of es­ by confectioners, brewers, dis­
Carrying U.S. Mail.
tablishing peace and good govern­ tillers, packers of fruits and can­
ment in the Philippines, should ned goods, chocolate manufact-
we not consider the question as urers, etc.”
one of how best to secure the ;
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confidence of the inhabitants of
JOHN BARKER, Proprietor.
John
L.
Sullivan
may be a
the islands, leaving sectarian or
religious matters for the future ? pugilist, a gambler, an imbiber
In our judgment it is inopportune of strong drink ; but, against Stage leaves Tillamook daily exeept Sunday.
to disturb the islanders in their these dark blotches on the pages
religious belief, thereby arousing of his life’s history, there are Stage leaves N- Yamhill daily exeept monday.
Tickets must be secured the day previous from the Agents at
their antagonism to the Amer­ others which shine with a golden
ican institutions we are so an­ luster and possess a redeeming
North Yamhill and Tillamook.
xious to set up in our new pos­ power. He is everybody’s friend,
sessions. When the Filipinos in a certain sense ; a good fellow,
have adjusted themselves to prodigal of his money when he
American ways and have become had any and ever ready to help
WINE AND LIQUOR HOUSE
satisfied with our administrative others when, in their distress,
policies and methods, the work they came to him.
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of proselyting may be under­
taken without endangering the
A week or so ago he was de­
delicate and more important fendant in a suit brought to re­
C. E. HADLEY, Proprietor
work of Americanizing them, cover money for goods furnished.
which is our first mission in the That they were “wet goods” cuts Agents for Kopp’s Brewery, the Brewer of the Iii.e*t Beer in the Northwest.
Strangers can find here a place to write, attend to correspondence, private) j
Philippines.
no figure in the case. He ac­
confer upon business or social matters «nd generally feel at home.
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knowledged the debt, but con­
Commissioner Powderly says fessed his inability to pay ; and
Tillamook City,
Oregon.
that it is well nigh impossible to this was his only reason. He was
obtain proof of violation of the without money and without pro­
contract labor law because know­ perty.
ledge of the circumstances is
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usually confined to the contractor
PROPRIETORS OF
Afterward he stated that he
and the immigrant. He suggests
the employment of detectives had earned during his profession­
to investigate at the ultimate al career over a million dollars ; in
destination of the immigrants, as one winter alone receiving $400,-
DEALERS IN
it is easy to deceive the au-1 000. “I have been a good fel­
thorities at the port of entry. low and I am broke. If anyone Fresh and Cured Meats, Hides, Wool, etc.
He believes that there is a grow­ I knew needed money and asked
Shop next door to I>arstn’s Hotel, Tillamook
ing practice of importing Japan­ me for it, he got it.” Herein he
was
no
man
’
s
enemy,
but
he
ese “coolies” under contract on
the Pacific coast. He recom­ was his own. Charity covereth
mends that immigrant should be a multitude of sins. And per­
catechised upon their arrival as haps wipes them out of the re­
to their intention of becoming cording angel’s book.
«
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naturalized and such records
r
should be preserved and referred
The Havana Herald reports
to in order to prevent fraudulent that the bulk of the inquiries for
naturalization.
land in Cuba is for soil suited for
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the growth of oranges.
The
The lesson that comes to us severe blow that Florida has had
WILL If UN THE
with the going out of the old in the freezes of late years is
Steamer
W.
H. HARRISON
year is that of change—nature’s turning the attention of tropic
or
R.
P ELMORE.
perpetual thesis. There is no culturists to Cuba and Porto
Will
rnnke
trips
every
five
'lays,
the
weather permitting, lieiween Astoria anti
rest. The panorama is always Rico and the immense sums of
Tillamook City, carrying freight and pasaenger«.
shifting, and man, as well (in­ money that the North sent an­
deed, is he not nature’s child ?) nually into Florida previous to
ELMORE, SANBORN <t CO., ASTORIA ; or COHN & CO.,
changes with the seasons. His the year 1895 are now likely to
TIL L A .MOOR, A GEN TS.
spells of gladness, sadness, mad­ be directed to our island posses­
ness, are as the sunshine, the sions and dependencies, to the I
rain and the convulsions that deteriment of the land of flowers. 1
It is admitted that the oranges
come to each recurring year.
produced in Cuba will never come
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You intend to give your hon«e « new dr»*» ln«ide or out, «ee
This is a woman’s way of be­ up to what the Florida orange is ,
in
flavor,
but
they
will
be
as
stowing forgiveness upon a hus­
HERMAN GBSSNER. Painter «nd Paper Hanger,
band who deserted her. The good as those from California,
Spruee and Tillamook City. Or.
story comes from Cuba, Mo. : She Mexico or from across the ocean. 1
TILLAMOOK
MACHINE SHOP,
Practical Machinists
And Blacksmiths.
Truckee Lumber Co.,
¡FIR & SPRUCE Lumber
PACIFIC LUMBER CO.,
All Kinds of Fine Merchantable Lumber.
Tillamook & North Yamhill Stage Line.
Billiard Parlors and General Social Resort.
LEACH & JONES,
Tillamook Meat Market,
my horse furiously. A devil seemed be­
hind me, and cried: ‘On! on to the be­
trayer! On!’ 1 laughed as though the
notion was a splendid joke, it tickled
my fancy so. On! on! The hedges
swept past me, the dust rose behind me
in clouds. The villages ran by my side
T was past midnight, and Edward like some moving panorama, and the
Hurcuiube, the liiiuous uctor-uian- stars peeped out in the heavens. It was
.gvr. sat brooding over the tire. The Saturday night, and 1 passed through
.•Judy lamp was turned low, for he a busy town. The main street was
found a dull light invariably assisted crowded, but I flew by. A little child
his meditations, and he was particu­ tushed across the road, and my horse
larly anxious to arrive al some definite trampled it under bis hoofs. But I
lecision upon a perplexing question could not stop. ‘On! on!’ whispered
hat faced him that evening. 'I he sud- the devil; ‘what matters a child's life?’
len illness of both an indispensable Presently, when 1 reached the open
urmber ol his company and the under­ country again, my horse stumbled and
study had left him in a serious dilemma, fell. I was thrown to the ground. My
or who could replace the absent play­ horse wus dying. I wept, for I loved
er? It was a part that required special that mare. Muriel used to love her,
und peculiar abilities, and he had al­ too. How often had her dainty bands
ready mentally ticked off the names of caressed her sleek and glossy coat! My
a dozeu or so men as being quite un- journey was ended, it seemed.
But,
lap ltd for the vacant role, when he no; a horseman came riding heedless­
heard the sound of some one rushing ly upon us, for the night was dark, and
up the stairs. He started und rose to
stumbled over the form of my steed.
his feet, for his family had long since He was thrown. I helped the beust to
retired to rest-
its feet again, mounted it and rode on.
“Quick! Hide me; they’re coming!”
“The wind was rising, and presently
A man had swung open the door, closed a s|»ot or two of rain began to fall; the
it alter him, and burst into the room sky became overcast. A storm? Per­
panting und out of breath, his hair dis­ ! haps so. and all the better, for was not
heveled, and a bright gleam in his my heart stormy also? I crossed a
eyes.
stretch of moorland, and then the rain
“What’s the matter?” queried Hut-
began to pour. I rode on. Not u star
combe, hurriedly. “How did you get
shone now, the way was dark; the
here?”
wind howled, the thunder roared.
The visitor hesitated, and looked at
“A few more miles and I was not yet
him queerly.
off the heath. Soaked to the skin, I
“The door was open, they were after mechanically saw the trees swaying in
me, and I ran in. They say I’m mad, the fierce wind and heard the branches
but I’m not. By God! I’m rot mad!
creaking and croaking to the tune of:
Not mad yet—yet!” And he burst into
‘On! on!’ Now and again forked
a scream of laughter which would have lightning flashed through the leaden
been heard all over the house hiul not
sky. illuminating the sparkling rain—
the room been sound proof. llurcombe
then all w as black once more.
had had it made so purposely. as he now
•‘And then suddenly my horse slipped
remembered to his consternation.
— 1 had collided against some vehicle
“Any fool could tell that,” replied
which remained stationary in the road.
the actor, coolly, with th« air of one The force of the collision unseated me,
receiving an expected visitor.
“But and I groped around the covered car­
there’s no occasion to hide. Y’ou’re as riage like a blind man feeling in the
safe here as—anywhere.”
dark, and then lighted upon the closed
Again the man looked at him queerly, door. We were in the very center of
detecting with the sharp wits of lun­ the lonely heath, miles from any hab­
acy the double entendre in his words.
itation. Could it mean highway rob­
“Sir, I believe you; Lut you don’t
bery ?
know what I’ve been through. Mad!
“1 tremblingly touched the handle of
They would wish me mad! They’ve the carriage door. ‘Who’s that?’cried
yearned for it, prayed for it, but I’m not a man’s voice above the thunder. I
mad! 'Fell me. I’m not mad!”
started and shivered. Merciful lieaven!
He had drawn closer to llurcombe, the man! My body on fire, my eyes
who took advantage of the change of burning as with fever, I made no reply,
(Kisition to edge nearer the electric but peered in, ami at that moment the
bell, which, if he could but reach, would sky buiot Into a brilliant radiance. I
arouse the household.
started back—that pale, wan face in
“My dear sir, I’ve already told you the corner of the carriage which the
you’re laboring under a delusion in lightning had illumined—it waa my
sup|>osing anything’s wrong with your
wife’s!
mental balance. Sit down a moment
“ ‘Muriel, Muriel!’ I shrieked.
and 1’11 get you some refreshment;
“There was no answer.
you’re tired, doubtless.” And he went
“‘Muriel, Muriel!’ I shrieked again,
to open the door, but it was locked.
but still there was no response, and
llurcombe glanced back at the man. the eyes of my darling remained steadi­
His only reply was a cunning smile ly fixed into vacancy.
which overspread his countenance.
“With a passion that nearly tore me
“I see you’ve tak^p the trouble to asunder I cried out to the man, who,
fnsten the door,” said the manager. seeming half-dazed, had the while been
“That’s as well—our conversation will gazing at her tenderly, clasping her
be more private.” And inwardly trem­ cold, lifeless hand.
bling, he lit a cigar and sat down.
“ ‘You’ve killed her! You’ve killed
“You’ve something to fell rne, of her!’
course?” said llurcombe presently.
“He turned into fury at that.
He knew all madmen had stories to re­
“‘I’ve not!’ berried. *1 swear by God,
late, and that it humored ihem to listen. I've not! The lightning struck her an
It was also a method of gaining time.
hour ago!’
“Yes! Do you know what it is to
“ ‘It’s a lie!’ I screamed, and my voice
love—to hate?”
seemed to pierce beyond the din of the
The actor smiled. He did—on the elements; and. gripping him by the
stage.
throat, I dragged him from the carriage
“To love Is to hate,” continued the and strangled him till he was dead!
nocturnal Intruder, who, following
“And that is all. I reverently cov­
Hurcombe’s example, had now drawn ered Muriel up and tied, but since then
up a chair to the fire opposite him. “I the villain’s relatives have been on my
have both loved and hated.
A year track. They say I killed Idin—that I’m
ago 1 worshiped the most beautiful mad. Dozens, scores of times they’ve
woman I or any man ever set eves upon. nearly had me, and—Hark, they’re com­
1 wooed her. We were married, and ing now!’’
settled down in the country to a joy­
liurcomlM*. who (luring the recital
ous existence, for I had enough to had remained spellbound, moved un­
keep us both in comfort in n modest easily in his chair.
way. My w ife adored me, and we were
“1 hear nothing,” he said at last; and
as happy as the days were long till he then, recovering himself, adroitly
came upon the scene.”
turned to ring the electric bell. But the
The madman glared at bis host ns if visitof had prevented him.
“Don’t do that,” he said, in a voice so
the object of bis vengeance sat before
calm that the actor-manager, aston­
him in the flesh.
“He was handsome, fascinating, with ished, looked up quickly.
The man was smiling quite naturally
a look that killed women. He carried
everything before him, and broke and sanely.
“Mr. HurconilM’,” he said, "as you’ve
hearts as easily as you or I would
knock dow n ninepins; and my wife fell repeatedly assured me, “I’m perfectly
with the rest. One (lay I had been to fl sane.”
“What!”
gasped the manager,
village a few miles off, reaching home
just after dusk. Muriel did not run to astounded at hearing his own name pro­
the gate as usual to meet me, und I had nounced.
“I’m sane,” repeated the man. “I
a dim. hazy perception that something
trust you’ll excuse the trick I’ve played
was wrong.
“J ran upstairs into every room, but upon you, a trick brought about by
Mnribl was not there. Our servant was nrcessity and th»* urgency of my case.
out, so I could not question her; but An actor, I’ve been out of an engage­
when I entered the dining-room I no­ ment for months; and, hearing this
ticed a scrap of paper lying on the morning of the illness of two members
table. It took it up eagerly; if simply of your company. I determined 1 would
bore the words; ‘Good-by.’ und was in either »«cure th» engagement or end a
life of poverty off Waterloo bridge. All
bis handwriting. How I cursed him!
“Had Muriel written the note, it day at the theater I’ve l>een trying to
would have been different; but that be get your cur, but no one would take up
rny name. I looked too seedy, 1 sup-
should pen those words—what mock
cry! Like one demented, I cursed |M»se. The thing was hopeless, and I
walked toward the river; but the wa­
everything; I called on Heaven to
ter looked so cold. If you had only been
strike him dead, and the woman too—
able to give me a chance I felt I should
my wife!
have proved a success in th»* part, which
“Sir. if I have ever been mad. I was
is not unlike the one I’ve been assuming
mail at thal moment, 'I’be room con- now. Desp< ration drives a man to
lined. »titled me. I clinched my hands strange things, and I resolved upon a
and could have torn down the very bold course. An hour ago I saw you
walla with my finirer nail«, I had su enter here, when by a lucky circum­
perhuman »trengfb; if need« have stances you omitted to fasten the door
been. I would have lifted the world and securely. The rest you know, sir. It's
hurled it at my wife and her lover!
an engagement I want- not charity.”
"Kuching out of the botiae, I raddled
Edward llurcombe grasped the situ­
my mare and rode off. It wa* Ixitidon ation at once, and his ryes were dim,
that they had gone to; the laat train for hr wax a man of warm sympathies.
bad left a couple of hour» »Ince, and
“My boy,” he said, rising and taking
there wa» not another till the morn­ the other’s hand, “you’ve solved the
ing. To wait wa» Inipoaaible. It wa» very problem I was considering when
mor« than 40 mile», but I abould not you
unceremoniously entered. The
be long after them."
part’s yours, and good luck go with it.”
Edward Hurcombe. absorbed In the —Chicago Times-ilerald.
man'i narrative, listened Intently, al-
moil forgetting the whole thing waa
H nnnd« bon t.
the Invention of a mailman.
flow
“Papa.wbat it th»* II i|ther Criticism T*
graphically he described the acene.
“Mr «on. It 1« the method whereby
"Why couldn't lunaUc« be actor»'?" he people convince themaelre» of the fala-
thought.
Ity of Mimething they know ¡»n’t true.’’
"That ride I »hall never forget.” con­ —Puck.
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The Only Way
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tinued the other.
"On I flew, urging