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dlihe .11Matchmakers <br />ay <br />Constance Were),Mackay. <br />Copyrighted, 1908. by P. C. Eastment. <br />It was during the first course t <br />Helena Brent made her ertrance, <br />all the boarders at Mrs. Penningto <br />table looked up with soup spoons s <br />pended. The dingy background of <br />dining room wall heightened ra <br />than diminished Helena's beau <br />Against its dull tan and brown putt <br />her supple young figure stood like <br />brilliant bas-relief. <br />So Professor Macklyn thought as <br />looked at her quizzically from beh <br />his steel rimmed eyeglasses. She w <br />youth personified, and youth was a <br />premium at Mrs. Pennington's, wh <br />elderly bachelors and maiden lads <br />and middle aged married couples s <br />ped nightly on the viands Mrs. P <br />nington sparingly set forth. <br />Helena Brent was different from <br />these, and Professor Macklyn's o <br />4 middle aged heart was -going out to <br />in furtive sympathy when he can <br />the stealthy glance that little M <br />Eustis sent to the other end of <br />table, where sat Ramsay Sturgis, <br />only young man in the house, a plea <br />ant, frank eyed, broad shouldered <br />low for whom Professor Macklyn <br />always felt an instinctive liking. <br />The professor's glance followed M <br />Eustis' and rested there, while Ra <br />say Sturgis imperturbably went <br />with his dinner, unaware of any hov <br />Ings of romance, for as the professo <br />looked quickly away again his eyes f <br />a second time encountered those <br />Miss Eustis, and in their depths he u <br />the light of a born matchmaker befo <br />her lids drooped and hid the tiny spa <br />She had a tender heart, this littl <br />Miss Eustis, in spite of her prim, ap <br />isterial ways, and when the profess) <br />let himself into the chilly board! <br />house hall a few evenings later <br />found her there on guard. <br />From the parlor came sounds of <br />clear soprano voice, and presently a <br />other voice, undeniably masculin <br />joined in. Miss Brent and Mr. Stu <br />gis were singing a college glee, MI <br />Eustis held up a warning finger. <br />"Don't disturb them," she begged <br />"It's so difficult to become really a <br />qualnted in a house like this, and the <br />are getting on famously. She told m <br />last night that they had discov <br />quite a number of mutual friend <br />They are both from the west, yo <br />know, and strangers to New York." <br />The professor disavowed any inten <br />tion of entering the parlor and, leapt]; <br />back against the wall, with his book <br />balanced on one arm, listened content <br />edly to the music. <br />Miss Eustis listened too. Into <br />daily routine of her life had com <br />something bright and vital, and he <br />faded face glowed under the new Im <br />petus. <br />The professor likewise felt a sud <br />den quickening impulse. There was <br />certain relish and novelty in playin <br />the role of matchmaker- It occurred <br />to him that he bad kept too steadll <br />to bis books, and now a voice withi <br />him that he had long believed ellen <br />cried out for life and companionship <br />He turned to Miss Eustis. <br />"What do you think they'd say to a (waters?" theater party and aters?' he <br />demanded whisperingly. <br />Miss Eustis' eyes widened. Sbe <br />caught her breath. <br />"Why, professor," she gasped, ""I <br />didn't suppose that you"— <br />"Knew what the taste of a good time <br />was? Well, I did once, but I've been <br />a bookworm these many long years, <br />and it's time I learned the flavor of <br />festivity again." <br />It was a flavor for which Helena <br />Brent and Ramsay Sturgis were both <br />equally keen, and so a radiant party <br />of four clambered down the slippery, <br />sand strewn steps of Mrs. Penning - <br />ton's boarding house into the crisp <br />wintry starlit night <br />Through the hardening process of <br />uneventful years Miss ' Eustis had <br />reached a dreary apathy concerning <br />clothes, but as it dawned on her that <br />the theater party was only the first of <br />a long series of occasions when she <br />would be forced to play the chaperon <br />her wardrobe began to receive partic- <br />ular and minute attention. <br />Her hair was loosened from its se- <br />vere little knob at the back of her <br />neck and curled softly around her <br />temples as it had not done since she <br />was a girl. A stiff, uncompromising <br />walking hat was\replaced by a toque <br />mysteriously competed of violets and <br />tulle. <br />Nor was the professor to be left be- <br />hind in his sudden orgy of fashion. <br />His rusty overcoat gave way to a hand- <br />somely tailored garment of black. His <br />loose, uncertain colored neckties were <br />removed and succeeded by the crisp- <br />est, moat up to date adornments the <br />haberdasher's window displayed. <br />"We owe It to our young people," be <br />declared as he and Mise Eustis strolled <br />through the park one February after- <br />noon. A little way ahead of them <br />walked Helena Brent and Ramsay <br />Sturgis. <br />Every now and then Helena's laugh- <br />ter drifted back to them, mingling with <br />Ramsay's happy tones. The young <br />man's salary had been doubled within <br />the month, and Helena had begun to <br />embroider initials on certain filmy mus- <br />lin with a furious zeal. <br />The professor looked questioningly at <br />Miss Eustis. "What do you think?" be <br />queried. <br />"I don't think! I knowr' she answer- <br />ed, and then added in evident trepida- <br />tion: "But perhaps I oughtn't to have <br />told yon. I fancy the dear young <br />things want to keep their secret a lit- <br />tle while longer, and Helena hasn't <br />hat <br />and <br />n's <br />us - <br />the <br />tiler <br />ty. <br />ern <br />a <br />he <br />Ind <br />as <br />to <br />ere <br />ee <br />up- <br />en - <br />all <br />wn <br />her <br />ght <br />has <br />the <br />the <br />s- <br />tel - <br />had <br />iso <br />m- <br />on <br />er- <br />r <br />or <br />of <br />w <br />re <br />spar <br />e <br />in - <br />ng <br />he <br />a <br />n- <br />e, <br />r- <br />ea <br />• <br />c- <br />7 <br />e <br />eyed <br />s. <br />u <br />g <br />e <br />the <br />e <br />r <br />a <br />g <br />7 <br />n <br />Ossa cnnaren are * engrossed w <br />their love affair that they haven't ti <br />for anything practical." <br />"We might look up the things befo <br />hand, and then when the young peop <br />are ready give them the benefit of o <br />superior wisdom." the processor su <br />gested. <br />After that, on Saturday afternoon <br />be add Silas Eustis roamed to far pa <br />of the city to f?trniture, china and p1 <br />ture stores and to bra's shops dow <br />on the east side. <br />There were bookstoms, too, whe <br />the professor reveled. What, he qu <br />tioned, could give more cheerful a <br />pecte to a room than volumes of lim <br />red leather and andirons of hammer <br />brass. They even found an apartme <br />which combined the amazing trilo <br />of cheapness, beauty and light. <br />It was when they were secretly <br />joking over this discovery that th <br />bomb fell. Miss Brent accosted MI <br />Eustis at the hour of kimonos an <br />candlesticks. <br />"I've come to tell you," she said sim <br />ply, "that I'm going to bo married." <br />"1 knew it all along, dear," said 11 <br />tie Mise Eustis, and kissed her. "Th <br />professor and I consider Mr. Sturgis <br />splendid fellow." <br />Amazed laughter broke In rippl <br />across the face of Helena. <br />"Mr. Sturgis!" she cried. "Why, hos <br />perfectly funny! Didn't you know h <br />was engaged to a girl out west? II <br />told me so the first night I ever me <br />him. And he knows my fiance, Mr <br />Holbrook. That's what we used t <br />talk about when we went walking." <br />"Then you were nothing—ever—b <br />just—friends?" Miss Eustis' voice wa <br />very faint. She was wondering dimly <br />how she was ever to break the news <br />to the professor. <br />"Nothing but friends," echoed Hele- <br />na Brent, and, with an odd little <br />twitch of her !fps, she bent and kissed <br />Miss Eustis again. <br />At breakfast Miss Eustis intimated <br />to the professor that she bad some• <br />thing to tell him which was of su- <br />preme importance, and they sought <br />the nearest avenue of the park. <br />Spring was in the land. The green <br />grass was like a verdant shadow on <br />the brown earth, and by the fountains <br />sparrows were twittering noisily. An <br />ungovernable lump rose in Miss Eus- <br />tis' throat. The only romance at which <br />she had ever assisted was at an end. <br />Briefly she told the professor, while <br />he listened, agitated, disappointed and <br />dismayed. <br />"Then it's all over?" he said. <br />All over." <br />"And I had thought of them in their <br />ga <br />own home with all the tbinwe chose <br />around them." <br />"Oh, so had I!" <br />The professor looked at Miss Eustis. <br />He had been realizing of late how <br />pretty she had grown, with the deli- <br />cate, fragile prettiness of a late sum- <br />mer rose. <br />It came to him with a sudden, star- <br />tling wrench that he would miss their <br />walks and drives as he had missed <br />nothing else in his meager, lonely life. <br />There rose before him the vision of the <br />house that they had planned together. <br />His hand closed over hers. <br />"Elizabeth," he said, "as matchmak- <br />ers we're a distinct failure, unless <br />you're willing to retrieve It by marry- <br />ing me. For, after all, that house that <br />we dreamed of Is our house. Our <br />hearts and souls went into it, not <br />theirs!" <br />She had meant to light the flame for <br />others. Instead It bad been lighted <br />for her. She gave the professor an il- <br />lumined look. <br />"I believe it is so, John," she said <br />softly. "But, oh," she added a mo- <br />ment later, "they'll say it was they, <br />not we, who made the match!" <br />"Let them say!" returned the pro- <br />fessor happily, <br />itn <br />me <br />re - <br />le <br />ur <br />g - <br />a. <br />its <br />c - <br />n <br />re <br />es- <br />5- <br />p <br />ed <br />nt <br />gy <br />re - <br />e <br />ss <br />d <br />• <br />t - <br />e <br />a <br />es <br />e <br />e <br />0 <br />spoken to me about it. But last nlght— <br />I couldn't help seeing it—there was a <br />diamond ring on her bureau in a little <br />white satin case." <br />The professor beamed. <br />"And of course they'll go to house- <br />keeping. Ramsay has always said that <br />if be were married he'd have an apart. <br />mehat" <br />"There will be furniture to see to, <br />end china and kitchen ware, but the <br />An Important Personage. <br />An inquiring person in England came <br />upon a veteran soldier sunning himself <br />in front of a public house in Devon- <br />shire and begau to question blm about <br />his campaigns and the leaders he had <br />fought under. "Did you ever see Wel- <br />lington?' asked the person finally. <br />"Did I ever seelWellingtonr" repeat- <br />ed the veteran, with a superior smile. <br />"Why, I was lying on the ground at <br />Waterloo when I 'eard the sound of <br />'oases' 'oofs, and then a voice called <br />out, 'Ie that you, Saunders? <br />"I knowed the voice in an instant it <br />was the Dook of Wellington. <br />" 'Yes, sir,' aye I, most respectful. <br />"'Come 'ere,' says the dook. <br />"I riz, reluctant, from the ground, for <br />I was tired out. <br />"'I want you. should go back 'ome,' <br />'e says. <br />"'Why?' says I. <br />"'Becos you're killing too many <br />men,' saps 'e. <br />"And back 'ome I went," concluded <br />the veteran, shifting his "game" leg <br />into a more comfortnble position. <br />Murder in Germany. <br />Germany distinguishes between two <br />kinds of murder—one, premeditated <br />and intentional, is punishable by death; <br />the second, Intentional homicide with- <br />out deliberation, is punishable by penal <br />servitude for from five to fifteen years. <br />Dueling In Germany is a mtsdemeano <br />of a special kind. Who kill°his oppo- <br />nent in a duel is not charged with <br />murder or manslaughter, but with <br />dueling, the punishment for which is <br />detention in a fortress for fifteen years. <br />—London Chronicle. <br />Ruffled His Feathers. <br />Artist (showing friend his master- <br />piece)—New, my boy, that is a picture, <br />If you llke—real and natural. What do <br />you think of it? Friend—Capltall Cap- <br />ital! So lifelike! Such light and <br />shade! I don't think I ever saw a bet- <br />ter picture of a battlefield. Artist— <br />Great Paul Rubens! That's not a bat- <br />tlefield—that's a basket of frult!—Lon- <br />don Standard. <br />Reduction, <br />The old nag was jogging up the hill <br />with the elopers. <br />"Yes," sail the old nag, "it Is rather <br />tough pulling them up to the parson- <br />age, but it will be easier coming back." <br />"How so?" queried the friendly goose <br />at the roadside. <br />"Why, can't you see that after leav- <br />ing the parsonage two will be made <br />oner'--Chicago News. <br />ETIQUETTE IN KASSALA. <br />A Chat Between u Male Heathen and <br />Two Native Ladies. <br />Some of the traditional observances <br />in the polite society of other lands af- <br />ford, in addition to amusement, con• <br />siderable opposition to the free inter• <br />course to which modern conditions <br />have accustomed us. Mra. Speedy, <br />one of the first English ladles to visit <br />Kassala, gives a good Instance of this <br />in her "Wanderings In the Sudan" <br />when relating bow she and her bus <br />band received their first callers. Their <br />patroness was an Italian lady who had <br />long been a resident of the city. <br />"in the morning a rap came to the <br />door," writes Mrs. Speedy, "and on <br />opening it 1 saw madame, with two <br />Arab women, standing outside. She in- <br />quired cautiously it Charlie were with- <br />in, and on my saying that be was she <br />made a sign to the two ladles, who <br />drew the thickly concealing shawl still <br />more closely over their hidden faces <br />and moved off to one side In the pas- <br />sage, turning their backs to the door <br />way. <br />"She then explained to me that they <br />were of very high rank and of a very <br />strict sect and must on no account be <br />seen by a strange man, especially not <br />by one who was of another nation and <br />an infidel. They were, however, very <br />anxious to see me and had come to dc <br />me that honor, and if Charlie would <br />not object to go below or into some <br />other room for a few minutes they <br />would make their visit very short <br />"I represented the state of the case, <br />and he at once consented to absent <br />himself, hta only regret being that he <br />should not have a chance to converse <br />with these ladies, as there were many <br />things which he wished especially tc <br />know and which he was not likely to <br />have any- opportunity so good as the <br />present for ascertaining. In turn, i <br />represented this side of the question <br />to madame, and after much hesitation <br />and whispered conversation in the pas- <br />sage a compromise was effected. <br />"It was arranged that, :completely <br />veiled, the ladies should enter the <br />room, not venturing to turn their heads <br />in the direction of the masculine hen - <br />then, and that he should before they <br />entered turn his back to the direction <br />by which they world come in. <br />"This was all strictly carried out and <br />thus, back to back and a considerable <br />distance apart, an edifying conversation <br />went on for half an hour, questions <br />being put in bland, inquiring tones and <br />dulcet replies given, which appeared to <br />be quite satisfactory to both parties." <br />The Longest "Straight." <br />To the Buenos Aires and Pacific <br />railway belongs the peculiar distinction <br />of having on its system the longest <br />straight stretch of railway In the <br />world. The length of this is 2051 <br />miles, and it is situated on the main <br />line, between 158 and 3881/4 miles from <br />Buenos Aires. The straight was for- <br />merly broken by reverse curves form• <br />Ing a detour around Lake Soria. The <br />longer portion was then 175 miles long <br />and was even then the world's record. <br />The lake having, however, practically <br />dried up, the company suppressed the <br />curves, and the cutoff was opened to <br />service on Oct. 15, 1907. It seems that <br />when the line was set out in the sev- <br />enties, at which time the country was <br />in the bands of the Indians, after leav- <br />ing Junln, which was a military out- <br />post and the Last point of contact with <br />the Buenos Aires civilisation. a course <br />of aboutwest-northwest was set and the <br />line run straight across the Hat pampas <br />until It met another line about sixty <br />miles long, which was pushed out east- <br />ward from the western terminus, Villa <br />Mercedes, There were no obstacles of <br />Importance to avoid, and hence the <br />phenomenal bee line.—Engineer, <br />Cain's Wife. <br />"I never discuss marriage," Bald the <br />late General Fitz-Hugh I.ee, "without <br />thinking of nn old colored preacher In <br />my state who was addressing his dark <br />skinned congregation when a white <br />man rose up in the back of the build - <br />"'Mr, Preacher,' said the white men. <br />"'Sir to you,' said the parson. <br />" `Mr. Preacher, you are talking about <br />Cain, and you say he got married In the <br />land of Nod after he killed Abel. But <br />the Bible only mentions Adam and <br />Eve as being on the earth at that time. <br />Whom, then, did Cain marry? <br />"The colored preached snorted with <br />unfeigned contempt, <br />"'Ruhr be said. 'You bear dat, bred- <br />eren an' sisters? You hear dat fool <br />question I am axed? baln, he went to <br />de land o' Nod, just as de good book <br />tells us, an' in de land o' Nod Cain <br />gets so lazy en' so shlf'less dat he up <br />an' marries a gal o' one o' dem no <br />'count pore white trash families dat <br />de inspired apostle didn't consider <br />flttln' to mention In de holy word.'" <br />Exchanging Amenities. <br />A blatant sample of the loud voiced, <br />self conscious, look -at -me variety of <br />man took his seat In a bus and called <br />to the conductor: <br />"Does this bus go all the way?' <br />"Yes, sir," responded the conductor <br />politely. <br />"Does It go as far as Oxford street? <br />I want to get out there." <br />"Yes, sir," was the reply. <br />"Well, I want you to tellwhen <br />we get there. You'd better tick a <br />stamp on your noee or put a s w in <br />your mouth or tie a knot in one of <br />your lips, so that you won't forget it" <br />"It would not be convenient for one <br />in my position to do so," said the con- <br />ductor courteously, "but If you will <br />kindly pin your ears round your neck <br />I think I shall remember to tell you."— <br />London Screps. <br />Moral Idiots. <br />A good many people still hold the no- <br />tion that all persons are equally good <br />by nature and might be equally good <br />actually had they but the will to be so. <br />They fall to see that men are born with <br />all degrees of moral capacities and in- <br />capacities and some of them wholly <br />lacking in that regard, just as they are <br />born with all degrees of intellectual en- <br />dowment and some of them with none <br />whatever. A man may be an idiot <br />marshy as well as intellectually.— <br />Strand ,Magazine. <br />ENGLISH RED TAPE. <br />War Oiloe Methods and the Test of a <br />Mountain Gun. <br />The story that a gun of marvelous <br />possibWties invented in England may <br />be sold abroad owing to the apathy of <br />the powers that be is not altogether <br />surprising. <br />Whitworth refused Napoleon III.'s <br />Mier of ;50,000 a year for life to go to <br />Parts and manufacture his cannon for <br />the French army, but perhaps our war <br />office was not so faddy then as now. <br />Some little time ago a new gun for <br />bill fighting was offered and was sent <br />out to Indiaa to be tried. It was drag- <br />ged up steep hila, rushed down rocky <br />defiles, left for a week at a time In <br />mountain torrents—in fact, submitted <br />to all the testa which a veteran officer <br />accustomed to war with the hill tribes <br />could suggest <br />The report was satisfactory in every <br />respect, but a war office genius bland• <br />ly asked If the gun had been dropped <br />down a precipice. it had not. <br />The war office was horrified and <br />amazed at the neglect of so elementary <br />a test The gun was now dropped down <br />a precipice with the inevitable result— <br />its internals were irremediably dam - <br />ow was it possible, the war office <br />asked, to accept such a weapon? And <br />the army of India was left to potter <br />along wltlitobeolete weapons because <br />this new arm would not stand impoe• <br />Bible testa.—London Sketch. <br />AWAY BELOW ZERO. <br />The Awful Cold That Correa With <br />Eighty Degrees of Frost. <br />s. <br />It i'difficult to form any conception <br />of the degree of cold represented by 80 <br />degrees of frost that at times prevails <br />In certain parts of Russia, Sir Leopold <br />McClintock tells us bow In one of his <br />arctic expeditions a sailor was foolish <br />enough to do some outdoor work at <br />precisely this temperature- His hands <br />trose, and when he rushed into the <br />cabin and plunged one of them into a <br />basin of water so cold was the hand <br />that the water was instantly converted <br />Into a block of ice. <br />At 25 degrees, Dr. Kane says, "the <br />mustache and underlip form pendu- <br />bus beads of dangling ice. Pat out <br />your tongue, and It instantly freezes to <br />this icy crusting. Your chin has a <br />trick of freezing to your upper jaw by <br />the happy aid of your beard. My eyes <br />have often been so glued as to show <br />that even. a wink was unsafe." <br />During a theatrical performance giv- <br />en by the crew of his ship at an Inside <br />temperature of 30 degrees "the con- <br />densation was so excessive that we <br />could barely see the performers. Their <br />hands steamed- When an excited Thes- <br />pian took off his coat It smoked like 11, <br />dish of potatoes. Any extra vehemence <br />of delivery was accompanied by vol <br />times of smoke."—Pearson's Weekly. <br />A Wrong Diagnosis. <br />The small boy with the big bundle <br />of papers was observed to be moisten- <br />ing some of his stock in the street <br />fountain. <br />"Ab, my lad," said a benevolent old <br />gentleman, "it does me good to see <br />such an illustration of cleanliness." <br />"What do yer mean, boss?" asked <br />the boy as be stared up IR wonder. <br />"Why, aren't you trying to wash <br />the mud apote off the edge of your <br />Mors r' <br />"No, boss; you are way off. Yon <br />See, some of dese papers is two weeks <br />old, an' if I dampen 'em up a bit peo- <br />ple will think they are just from de <br />press an' never think of lookin' at de <br />date. Good graft, old sport! Say, <br />some day when I am a captain of in- <br />dustry I'll give you a job." <br />But the benevolent old gentleman <br />had fled.—Boston Post <br />An Ode to His Washerwoman. <br />Even In the face of financial ember <br />rasament the Yale student refuses to <br />be downcast, for when the florist <br />threatens suit if hls bili Is not paid or <br />when In walking through the city <br />streets the student sees bis newest <br />shirt adorning the grinning face of <br />his washerwoman's young unhopeful <br />It Is not his nature to spill a bottle of <br />Ink on a dissertation on the subcon- <br />scious relationship of poverty to vice. <br />More likely he will go whistling back <br />to the campus and put to the tune <br />some such verses as appeared In the <br />Tale Record of years ago under the <br />title "Owed to My Washerwoman'" <br />I promise thee that some day I win Dome <br />In answer to thy ort repeated dun, <br />And in thy eager hands I then will lay <br />The dollars ten I've owed for many a day. <br />I will not censure the. for ripe and tears. <br />For e'en the socks that now thy husband <br />wear& <br />Tee, some day In the dim futurity <br />I'll pay it all. I promise thee. <br />And so he wilt set the whole campus <br />laughing. If not to paying their bilis,— <br />E. R. Embree itt Bohetnlan. <br />Pries of His Treason. <br />Benedict Arnold Bled In London June <br />14, 1801. His life after his treason was <br />a most unhappy one. Ile was avoided <br />by men of honor and on many occa- <br />sions deliberately Insulted. He re- <br />ceived s constdernhle sunt of money <br />from the Rritlsb government and made <br />several Unsuccessful attempts to en- <br />gage In business In British America <br />and the West Indies and finally re- <br />turned to Lond•n,, where he died in <br />Obscurity. His see"nd son, born in <br />1780, entered the ttrltlsb army In 1798, <br />*erred with credit In many parts of <br />the world and three years before his <br />death in 1854 was made a Ileutegant <br />general.—Household t'ouhpnalon. <br />Running 'Jo Risk, <br />"What," asks tete maiden aunt, "go- <br />ing to marry that Mr Newwun? Why, <br />you hardly know the man, (moppet. <br />In tbe few days you base been ac- <br />quainted with him you cannot possibly <br />have learned anything of bla family or <br />antecedents or habits or personal cir- <br />cumstances," <br />"That is true, Aunt Keturah. But <br />you have ;Maya told me that no wom- <br />an who knows anything about a man <br />will marry him.". --nacres Magazine, <br />The Three Periods. <br />Jima—There as three perleds to a <br />man's lite when he does not under- <br />stand a woman. Grayson—And they <br />air? Inds—auteen be knows Ler, <br />who be knows bet and afterward? <br />The Tailor and the College Humorist. <br />Perenniti victims of the humorous <br />paper at Yale are the familiar campus <br />characters, Jim Donnelly. the police- <br />man; Pop Warner, the "teeming ex- <br />pressman," so calked because be deliv- <br />ers his goods in an automobile, and <br />Roseuberg Sons, the suit pressors, <br />about whom, In a Pegasian flight of <br />i distress at the time of the junior <br />prom., the Record uttered these wing- <br />ed words: <br />Oh, Rosenberg, dear R000nberg, <br />Thy sons well neer forget. <br />That suit of clothes, <br />God only knows. <br />I'm wafting tot them yet <br />1'11 miss that train. 1'11 go Insane <br />And rip and tear and cuss. <br />Just out of reach <br />There goes that peach <br />I've missed my chance to fuss. <br />With this same aul't presser as hero, <br />the story is told on a popular pro- <br />fessor that in leading chapel one morn- <br />ing he stopped short, leaned over -and <br />whispered excitedly to the choir, <br />"What's the name.ef that song, 'Press <br />On. Christian a So1'dier, Press Onr " <br />r "Rosenberg!" came from a dozen men <br />at once. "We'll sling three stanzas of <br />Rosenberg!' said the leader, with ec- <br />clesiastical assurance.—E. R. Embree <br />In Bohemian. <br />In a Nitroglycerin "Hill." <br />In the "danger area" the severest <br />discipline Is maidtained• All entrances <br />are carefully guarded by searchers, <br />who rigorously examine every indi- <br />vidual that desires to enter, relieving <br />him of any metallic objects that may <br />be carried upon his person, together <br />with matches and other susplcious ob- <br />jects which upon coming into contact <br />with the dangepous chemicals used in <br />this zone might provoke serious trou- <br />ble. No matter how often an employee <br />engaged within the hill may pass in <br />and out, every time he enters he must <br />submit to this preliminary and essen- <br />tial operation. There are also some <br />500 girls employed, and these are un- <br />der the charge of matrons. Ilnlrpins, <br />ordinary pins, shoe bottom+, metal pegs <br />within the soles of the sheet+, knitting <br />and other needles are all religiously <br />barred. Their hair is tits) with braid <br />or ribbon, and, as with the male em- <br />ployees, every time they enter the <br />"danger area" they are similarly <br />searched by the matrons. — Scientific <br />American, <br />A Hard Knock. <br />Railroadclaim agents have little <br />faith in their fellow creatures. One <br />sald recently: "Every time I settle a <br />claim with one of theme hard headed <br />rural residents who wants the railroad <br />to pay twice what he would charge the <br />butcher If he gets n sheep killed, 1 I <br />think of this story. Illustrative of the <br />way some people want to hold the rail- <br />road responsible for every tjecident, of <br />whatever kind, that happens. Two <br />Irishmen were driving home from <br />town one night when their buggy ran <br />into a ditch, overturnetd, and they were <br />both stunned. Whit; a rescuer came <br />along and revived them tate first thing <br />one of them said ivas, 'Where's tbe <br />train? 'Why, there's no train around,' <br />be was told. 'Then where's the rail- <br />road?' 'The nearest railroad is three <br />miles away.' he learned. 'Well, well,' <br />he comruenfetl. '1 knew it bit ns pret- <br />ty hard, but 1 didn't aultpuste it knock- <br />ed us. three miles from the track" "— <br />Argonaut. <br />The Page Between. <br />A New Orienns Wolin n. well known <br />for her work for charity. recently nc• <br />cepted an invitation to i't,eak at an <br />anti -tuberculosis meeting. On the plat• <br />form she fouud herself settled between <br />a bishop and a rabbi, and the tone of <br />the meeting seemed to be rendered ex• <br />trewely solemn by the combination. <br />In order to lighten the solomnity, She <br />Bald, turning to the rabbi, "Do you <br />know, I feel as if 1 were n leaf be- <br />tween the Old and the New Testa- <br />ments." <br />The rabbi turned a and eyed gaze <br />upon her. <br />"Yes, madam," he said, "and, if you <br />will recall, that page is timidly a blank <br />One." <br />She Was a Bit Bashful. <br />Mr. Peet. a very diffident man. was <br />unable to prevent himself being Intro- <br />duced One evening to a fascinating <br />young lady, who, mtsundersianding his <br />name, constantly addressed him as Mr. <br />Peters, much to the gentleman's dis- <br />tress. Fleetly summoning up the cour- <br />age, he earnestly remonstrated: "Oh, <br />don't call me Peters. Call me Peet!" <br />"Ah, but 1 don't know you well <br />enough, Mr. Peters." said the young <br />lady, blushing, as she withdrew be- <br />hind her fan.—London Telegraph. <br />The Onion In Cooking. <br />The greatest of French cooks, being <br />asked to give the secret of his success, <br />answered: "The very foundation of all <br />good cooking is butter and onion! 1 <br />use them In all my sauces and gravies. <br />They have the effect of making a cus- <br />tomer come back for more. Butter <br />without onion will drive the customer <br />away after a few days. Boll the onion <br />till it melts or entirely disappears; <br />then add the butter and call the mix- <br />ture stock."—Exchange. <br />His Bachelor's Degree. <br />"Pm so happy," said lairs. Oldcastle. <br />"My son is to got his bachelor's degree <br />this year." <br />"Is he?" replled her hostess. "Well, <br />I can't blame you for feeltn' as you do <br />about it l never thought touch of that <br />snippy Wilson girl he's been gotn' <br />with. How did you get the match <br />broke off?"—Chicago Reeord-Herald. <br />Artificial Fries. <br />Dame JuHina Berner', prioress of <br />the nunnery of Sapwell, near St. Al- <br />bans, England. was the author of the <br />first book on angling in the English <br />language, printed in 1496. She gives <br />a Wt of twelve files, and now, after a <br />lapse of more than four centuries, arti- <br />ficial flies, constructed after her formu- <br />las, would prove es successful as any <br />of the up to date creations. <br />Helpless- <br />Ella—What a helpless girl she cal <br />Stella—Yes. if somebody should pro- <br />vide the mistletoe and furnish the man <br />she couldn't do the test. Caaadiat <br />4Oollrler• <br />ea....... <br />The End Came Another Way. <br />A. distinguished actor was one time <br />engaged at one of our leading previa - <br />fiat theaters in a drama in which he <br />attempts an escape from a convict pris- <br />on, first by getting rid of his fetters by <br />means of a 8le and lastly by getttna <br />over the prison wall- In the act of <br />doing this be is shot at by a warder <br />and killed. <br />One particular night the drama had <br />run its usual course up to the point <br />where the actor attempts the escape <br />over the prison wall- The warder, as <br />usual, presented his ride, but instead <br />of a loud report nothing but a faint <br />clicking sound was heard. The tide <br />was lowered and after a brief delay <br />again pointed, but with the same dis- <br />appointing result <br />The audience now began to hiss and <br />jeer. The disgusted actor then got orf <br />the prison wall and, staggering toward <br />the footlights, exclaimed, "It's all up— <br />I've swallowed the filer and tell prone <br />on the stage amid the laughter and ap- <br />plause of the audience. — Pearson's <br />Weekly. <br />Bachelor Seal Skin. <br />"This skin," said the furrier, "came <br />from a young seal bachelor, a youth <br />ignorant of love and of life." <br />"How do you know?" the lady asked. <br />"By its fineness, its perfection," he <br />replied. "The pile, you will note, is <br />like close cut velvet. Only bachelor <br />seal skins have such a pile. <br />"The bachelor seal," be went on, <br />"has a rather sad lite. The big bull <br />seals 1n the seal islands have each a <br />bousehold of fifteen or twenty wives, <br />but the young bachelors must herd <br />by themselves. Let one of them at <br />tempt to marry and straightway a bull <br />slays him. Not till he is big enough <br />to fight and conquer a hull—not till he <br />is fourteen or fifteen years old—can he <br />know the delight of settling down In a <br />home of his own. <br />"Ile leads a hard, ascetic, celibate fife, <br />only in the end as like as not to make <br />a lady a very fine cost. All the very <br />fine coats, I repeat, are made from the <br />unhappy bachelor seals."—Cincinnati <br />Enquirer. <br />Jack Tar and the Actor. <br />A famous Irish actor of the eight- <br />eenth century named John Moody <br />early in life, before he went on the <br />stage, had been to Jamaica and work- <br />ed his passage home as a Bailor before <br />the mast. One night some time after <br />be had been engaged at Drury Lane <br />when he was acting Stephano in "The <br />Tempest" a sailor In the front row of <br />the pit got up and, standing upon the <br />seat, hallooed out, "What cheer, Jack <br />Moody—what cheer, messmater <br />This unexpected address rather as• <br />tonlsbed the audience. Moody. how- <br />ever, stepped forward and, recognizing <br />the man, called out: "Tom Huilett, <br />keep your jawking tacks aboard. Don't <br />disturb the crew and passengers. When <br />the show is over make sail for the <br />stage door, and we'll finish the evening <br />over a jug of punch. But till then, <br />Tom, keep your locker shut." Moody, <br />It is related. was as good as his word. <br />- Cornhill Magazine. <br />Financial Expedient. <br />Shoeblack—Shine. sir? Four sous? <br />Passerby—No. thank you. Shoeblack— <br />Two sous? Passerby—No. Shoeblack— <br />For nothing. then? Passerby — All <br />right, if you like. Shoeblack (after <br />having finished one shoe)—It's 0 sons <br />to clean tbe other, sir.—Nos Lotaira. <br />HERE AT (HOME. <br />Hastings Citizens Gladly Testify and <br />Confident! Recommend Doan's <br />Kidney Pipe. <br />It is testimony like tl.e following that <br />has pieced Uoen's Kidney Pdls so far <br />above competitors. When pet►plr hen- et <br />home raise their vide,- in praise than' is <br />int room It -ft fur doubt. Iteall the public <br />gatemen( of a Hastings citizen: <br />Andrew Olson, sh,+e merchaut. Weal <br />ht urth ;street, Hestings, !Bina., says. <br />"1 have suffered for muni yeors froth n <br />latae beck. 1Cht•u Standing erect I w,.ul,l <br />t,ardly be able to bead over. and after <br />.icing down for s.'me time it was with <br />neat difficulty that I was Able to striae <br />5ev'•rel years ago Donn'. Kidney Pilin <br />were brought to my attention ,tad i <br />began to uke them. Thr) proved so <br />satisfactory in my case that i have been <br />Tom mendilig them to any friends every <br />ncc. 1 know Doan's Kidney Pills to be <br />» re able remedy. anti am coufldeat !het <br />they ill give aattafnctnry results to al,y <br />one if akin carefully es direcu'd " <br />For sa by all dealers. Price SO crate. <br />Foster-hii turn Co., Buffalo. N Y.. <br />sole agents . the United Stan's. <br />Remember the me—Doom's—and take <br />no other. <br />E <br />STATE OF DECEDENT. <br />State of Minnesota, county of Dakota —as. In <br />pmbate 00u11. <br />In the matter of the estate of Christian F. <br />Hever. decedent <br />Letters or administration this day having been <br />granted to John F. Meyer <br />It Is ordered that the time within which all <br />creditors of the above named droedrut may <br />Present claims agaloat hisestate in this court be. <br />and the same hereby is, limited to alt moptbs <br />from and atter the date hereof: srd that PN <br />day, the 16th day of October. 1908, at 9:30 u ol.ck <br />t. m , In the probate oourt room at the a or,• <br />house et Haattnva• 1. said 00untt•. be and the <br />-ome hereby Is dyed and armlet.] u the Ono. <br />ad place for bearing upon and the esatulne• <br />lion. adjustment. mid ailowatoe of such (data. <br />.- shall he presented within the time afor•aald <br />Let notice hereof be given by the publication <br />d this order in The Hastiest, Gazette, as pto• <br />vlded by law. <br />».i, -f March teth, 1968. <br />its the court. THOR P. MORAN. <br />isoat.l 46•lw ...dee or Peet,. <br />'60FAR UI,)CiiaFREE <br />whist • $Mt{er Caw Senora la <br />WESTERN CANADA <br />1.......Graiirceew <br />0 to Btsete atMrieat toW AFM <br />4a0a h�e a00� i ei Deb tw the Acre. <br />TWer fee Fsaeiae Beide d Illeadto tise� FREE. <br />Gid taws with Low Taxation. <br />1141100414 lalkoad <br />adCbarch ` <br />Stiodse C snakinodlike and g Rates. <br />Gaups. ail lladotm he <br />ail Productions. <br />Gerrie for ttetBraW iwa.teaste . <br />Some of thelchoiceat grain -producing lands to <br />aaskatcbewansad Alberta may DO. be.c mired <br />in these most healthful and prosperous sections <br />seder the <br />!!dated llogesteasl Relations <br />by which entry may be made by proxy (on certain <br />conditions), by the father. mother. son, dn,ghter, <br />brother or sister of intending homesteader- -4 <br />Entry fee In each case 1.110.00. For pamphlet, <br />"Last Best West," particulars as to rate.mutes, <br />best time to go and where to locate. epply to <br />E. T. HOLMES <br />S15Jackaon Street. St. P..ut. Minn. <br />Canadian Government Agent <br />SUMMONS. <br />State of {since: its, county of Dakota —ss, se. <br />District court. Ors.ludlolal district. <br />John Pelee. plaintiff, vs. William L. Ames, <br />Herbert Ames, Amelia Ames, Emma H. Ames, <br />Jobs Ames. Reginald Hall Ames, Eleanor <br />Inc., OliverAmes, Luella B. Ames, <br />Luella Ames, RutbH, Anes, Susan Trench, the <br />unknown hien of Ol1,er Ames. deceased, <br />Albion P. 1lamilton, the unknown beim of <br />Altaira Prlsbta, deceased, also alt other per- <br />sons unknown, claiming any Ight, title, <br />ea me. interest, or lien It the real estate de- <br />scrtbed le the complaint herein, defendants. <br />The state of Minnesota to the above named <br />defendants: <br />You. said defendants, and each of you, are <br />hereby sum,, oned and required l4 1.116wer the 'SI <br />complaint of the plaintiff herein, which com- <br />plaint it on ale In the office of John Bartz, <br />clerk of said court, and to serve a copy of your <br />answer to the sold complaint upon the sub- <br />scribers at their otace in the city of Hastings, <br />to the county of Dakota and state of Minnesota, <br />is Milo twenty, days after the service of this <br />+rrmvior�and If ys upon ou falltolve ana ert he`said comm <br />hlatat wlthln the time aforesaid, the plaintiff <br />erein will apply to the court for the relief <br />demanded in Ms said complaint, together <br />with the costs and disbursements of this action. <br />Dated February 8th. 1908. <br />HODGSON t LOWELL. <br />Plaintiff's Attorneys, First National Rank <br />Building, Basting., Minnesota, <br />NOTICE OF LIS PEN DENS. <br />State of Minnesota, meaty of Dakota.—ss. <br />Dla:riet court, Orst Judicial distract. <br />John Pelee, plaintiff. vs. William L. Ames, <br />Herbert Amen, Amelia Amen.. Emma B. Arnes, <br />John Amen., Reulneld Hall Ames. Eleanor <br />Ames, 011ier H. Attlee, Luella B. Ames, <br />Luella Ames, Ruth Ames, Susan Trench, the <br />unknown heirs of Oliver Ames, deceased. <br />Albion P. Hamilton, the unknown belts of <br />Almtra Brlablo dtoe»sed, aiso all other per- <br />sons ankuown, claiming any right. title, <br />estate, luteree., or lien In the real estate de- <br />scribed In the oompleint herein, defendant*. <br />Notice/. hereby given of the pendency to the <br />sboeeoourt of an action between the above named <br />plaintiff mud the eboye named defendants. <br />That the object of said action is to determine <br />en) and all claims of the defendants In or to <br />he lands herein described. and to bar and et• <br />elude the defendant.. from any and all such <br />claims, end to quiet and perfect the title to said <br />L ndsfa the plaintiff <br />Said lands are situate le Dakota County, Mln- <br />nr-ora, and are described ns follows...wit: <br />Thr north one hundred end twenty acres of the <br />southwest quarter of section thirteen, township <br />one hundred and fourteen, range nineteen.. <br />Dated February 8th. 1905. <br />t l ew HODGSON t LOWELL, <br />PI»iaHQ's Attorneys, Hastings, Minnesota. <br />NOTICE OF MORTGAGE SALE. <br />Whereas, default has occurred in tis • condi• <br />tions of a certain mortgage, bearing fiat • Novem- <br />ber 8d. 19.8. made. executed. and delivered by <br />ty't►Rain lichwtglrr and Christina F Schwegl•r, <br />his wife. as'morttragors. to Jacob Leuf as morl- <br />gegee, which said mortgage wax duly rcorded <br />in the office of the register of deeds in nod for <br />the county of Dakota and state of Minnesota, <br />on the tth day of November. 190.5. fu Book 91 of <br />Murtaegex, on page P41, and, wbereas, there is <br />claimed to he due. std et the date of this nouns <br />is due, on Raid mortgage and the indebtedness <br />secured thereby the auto of right hundred, <br />seyeuty-ane and 38IVO dollars (Os7188) dollars, <br />. d no action or proceeding at law or other. <br />wise has been instituted to recover Bald wort - <br />gage debt or any part or portion of the same. <br />Now, therefore, natio' is hereby given that <br />pursuant to the power of sale in said mort- <br />cage Contained an. the statute In such case <br />made and provided, the said mortgage will be <br />foreclosed, and the promisee therein and here- <br />inafter described will be gold at pubilo vendue <br />by the sheriff of said Dakota Comity. at the <br />north front door of the eourtbou e. in the city <br />of Hastinp5R,s, said county, on the 41st day of <br />April. <br />1ot`iltlely the! moutttthe tthat shell then <br />be due on geld mortga e, together with 'he costs <br />a5d et. • etre of sale. including the sum of fifty <br />dollars attorney's, fees stipulated in said mort- <br />gage tole paid' n case of f.•reclosure. <br />The lends described lis said mortgage and so <br />to be sold are actuate In Dakota County, Mln- <br />eesota, end are described as follows, 10.0.11: <br />Commencing fifty elk and two-thirds t5e51 feet <br />south of the northeast ournerof block fifteen <br />1161. village of Farmington, Minnesota, them:* <br />west across lots one 01. two t41. ■ud the e M- <br />ot sold block fifteen ,15). one hundred and <br />right, t1POt feet. thence south Otte six and two - <br />third. 16651 feet, thence test our hundred end <br />. term , tiw,l feet• thence north to place of begin- <br />ning Iltty-alt and two thirds t563(,tteet: the same <br />beteg the center oor•third of lets one M. two <br />on. end three 431. of block fifteen (15), village <br />of Farming",n, Minnesota. on Ole and 1 reoord <br />to the register et deed's aloe In and for Dakota <br />t,iounty, lttnnrRela. <br />Dated thin 98th day of February. 1908. <br />JACOB LEUP. <br />Mortgagee. <br />ifot»wtr & Lovett., Attorney. for ortgegee, <br />)tasting•, Mitotaot.. 84-e,, <br />ESTATE OF I►EnEDENT• <br />State of Minnesota, county of Dakota,—ss. In <br />probate a,urt. <br />In the matter cf the estate of John H. Bryant. <br />decedent, <br />Tte *tate of Minnesota to Norman L. Bryant, <br />Olive Skelton, Henry L. Bryant, W. A. Bryant, <br />B. A. Br) at. Dora Weatberwax. Florence <br />Whaler, and ■llraps Interested In the <br />granting of administration of the estate of <br />said decedent: The ppeetition of Margaret Young <br />having been died In Dila court representing that <br />John H. Bryant. then a resident of the county <br />of Loa Angeles, state of California, died In. <br />testate n the td div of Apri . 19(8, end prating <br />hal Leiters of admintgiralloo of his estate be <br />stran'ed to Joie h tt Pottgleaer, and the court <br />twinng and ,he time sad piece for hearing <br />aid t.etltioo. Tb. retort.. yon. and each of ,on, <br />are ber•by cited and required to show cetne, <br />1f any y05 have. before this court at the probate <br />court morns In the ooarthoe... In the city of <br />Hastings. In the county of Dakoto. state of <br />Mlrlae,ota, o. the 30th 'day o1 March. 1905- at <br />9:31.1o'ckook a. m., why arid petition should not <br />beg anted. <br />+Mines. the Judge of said 00511- sad sal of <br />+aid e0urt. this 1d day of March, 141. <br />10008 gut ! THO8. P. MORAN. <br />543w Probet,tr Judc.- <br />1''. M. Carus Alt rn.y for Petitioner. St. <br />Peal. Minn. <br />ESTATE OF DE El ,ENT <br />State of Nbn'rsots count, .n Dikotta.—wa to <br />t•robate evert. <br />l,.tG« matter ut the t•.tat• or J. F. J.;hnsos, <br />Iwke.."nr*J 1'.J010•0.d•43e,lent <br />Letters a' tarnen'or, tt'l• de, t,.,eio. heti <br />n,ed ' .t. h• i,, ', .t 1.11 rn 0d i appea,nyt <br />bet',M11 ,! o ele.,o • t'" there <br />I. "t <br />b, 't is ' an. rtel <br />J,:1 its. „ , u <br />,• L rv., i. • n.j f+ v ,,, he <br />• -0 - - tin:. a►em *.rad the et <br />e - 1' t„;,',..i1u :u t and all..u•nc. of si.ch <br />whpesewed••1+btu the rims <br />r • id <br />1,1 a..tlor hereof be given hv• the pubtloal los <br />'hie order la Th.- Hosting. Gazette e. prorld- <br />'1 l.r law. <br />Dried Mare, lath. 1 . <br />il% theoeett THOS. P GRIN. <br />1l.. a 1 116.3w Judge of Probate. <br />fin•„t., !e 1 d <br />AOld <br />paps* toe sale at The Goat* <br />te' <br />