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<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
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<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."
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<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
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<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,
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<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.
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<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,
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<br />Letters a' tarnen'or, tt'l• de, t,.,eio. heti
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