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x ^ I88USD SSMX-WISKL^ l. m. grist's SONS, Publisher.. { % Ifamitj fjenrspajjer: |for th< promotion of th< political, ?ooiat. Agricultural and Commercial Interests of the people. {c? *AKI!' established 1855. york vii LE, S. C., FBIDAY, JUNE 7, 1907. no. 46. 1 - ? I coicun nr ioakj uncap ^ ^ Ccm 1 SYNOPSIS. c l Chapter I?Bob Brownley creates a ^ panic in Wall street. He Is a friend of { Jim Randolph of Randolph & Ran- s dolph, bankers and brokers. Brownley e and Randolph had gone to college together and entered the employ of Ran- c dolph's father at the close of college y days. Brownley is a Virginian by n birth. Beulah Sands, daughter of an old Virginia house, calls on Brownley and tells him her father has been ? practically ruined by the stock oper- tl ations of Relnhart. She hopes to util- j( ize her own money in Wall street in . retrieving her father's fortunes before his condition becomes known, and a asks for employment In the office that S; she may have an opportunity to better n understand how her money is invested. She does not want it used in a 11 purely Wall street gamble, but in the w buying and selling of legitimate se- t] curities. Brownley agrees to help her, and falls in love with her. Chapter II?Brownley plunges in a sugar stock. He uses the money of ]{ Miss Sands, his own and in addition w is hacked heavilv by the Randolph . millions. His coup seems successful, 11 and he tells Miss Sands that she has v. cleared J 1,800,000. But the market ^ had not closed. .. Chapter III?Barry Conant, head broker for Standard Oil and sugar in- c terests, suddenly begins to sell "sugar." w t In the midst of a panic he breaks the market and with its fall carries away the earnings and much of the capital M of both Miss Sands and himself. A ti pretty love scene occurs between the ? two at the office when Bob attempts ' to tell her the terrible truth of their n fall. Brownley takes a trip to Vir- si ginla. V Chapter IV?Beulah Sands and Bob t] become engaged. Randolph wants to loan her father the money to meet his 0 obligations. She refuses. Bob figures n on how to beat Wall street at its own w game. Sugar takes another sensational spurt upward, but Brownley keeps out. w Chapter V.?The "bulls" toss sugar {r to record breaking point, and the , "street" goes wild. Barry Conant, for the "system," pushes prices up and up. w and a wonderful clean-up is promised _ when the exchange closes, Thursday, November 12. Sugar opens higher Friday morning, November 13. When the price had passed all bounds Brownley steps into the pit and begins to sell. He sells every share "the system's" brokers will take, and pounds the price down and down until failures are of momentary occurence, . and "the system' has lost millions. He has made millions for Beulah Sands and her father. Chapter VI?Beulah Sands insists upon being assured that there is no dishonor connected with the money he has made for her, and he cannot honestly answer "no." He leaves her to think it out. When he returns he finds her staring at the glaring headlines of a newspaper extra announcing that her father, while temporarily insane. had killed his wife, his daughter and himself, and Beulah Sands had gone crazy. Chapter VII?Bob Brownley marries beautiful, insane Beulah Sands, and takes her to Virginia. The sight of ' the old home does not restore her reason, and he returns with her to New York aftd builds a palace for his bride, ' one floor of which is designed especially for her. He begins plunging on the "street" and adds millions to his now great fortune. He always opposes me "system. nis every ap^ctuanvc _ on the floor of the exchange means panicky conditions. Time after time he has "the street" seemingly at his mercy, but relents before the great crash comes. Chapter VIII ?Brownley proposes to breaw Wall street. In the midst of a panic he has created Randolph threatens to commit suicide if he does not stop. He stops, but assures his friend that it is the last time he will stop, that the next time he will complete the job when he begins it. Erownley "bears" Anti-Peoples' Trust stock. He pounds "the system's" prices down, down, down. Chapter IX?When the whole street is on the verge of a crash he desists and tells them a few plain truths, and how a panic can be created by almost any one with nerve. CHAPTER X. The instant after the gong sounded Bob Brownley was alone on the floor . at the foot of the president's desk. His form was swaying like a reed on the edge of the cyclone's path. I ~ jumped to his side. His brother, who v had during Bob's harangue been vain- t< f ly endeavoring to beat his way F through the crowd, was there first, b "For God's sake. Bob, hear me. Word s came from your house half an hour a ago of the miracle: Beulah has awak- s ened to her past. Her mind is clear; a * the nurses are frantic for you to come to her." F He got no further. With a mad bel- 1 low and a bound, like a tortured bull '\ that sees the arena walls go down, t Bob rushed out through the nearest F door, which, I thanked God, was a b side one leading to the street where F the crowd was thinnest. He cast a b wild look around. His eyes lighted on t an empty automobile whose chauffeur r had deserted to the crowd. It was the f w work of a second to crank it; of an- b other to jump into the front seat, a Quick as had been his movement, I c was behind him in the rear seat, vvun a bound the great machine leaped v through the crowd. a ^ "In the name of Christ, Bob, be d careful," I yelled, as h^, hurled the iron's monster through the throng, scattering s it to the r'ght and left as the mower a scatters the sheaves in the wheat I fields. Some were crushed beneath v its wheels. Bob Brownley heard not <5 their screams, heard not the curses of t ' those who escaped. He was on his s feet, his body crouched low over the 1 steering wheel, which he grasped in i his vice-like hands. His hatless head s was thrust far out. as though it strove s to get to Beulah Sands ahead of his t ^ body. His teeth were set, and as I ' had jumped into the machine I had < noted that his eyes were those of a 3 maniac, who saw sanity just ahead if ( he could but get to it in time. His t ears were deaf not only to the howl of i the terrified throng and the curses of i the teamsters who frantically pulled 1 their horses to the curb, but to my 1 k warnings as well. He swung the ma- i chine around the corner at New street < and into Wall as though it had been 1 the broadest boulevard in the park, s He took Wall street at a bound I was I sure would land us through the fence 1 ? into Trinity churchyard. But no. < Again he turned the comer, throwing ! the Juggernaut on its outside wheels < from Wall street into Broadway as the i rowds on the sidewalk held their ireath In horror. I, too, was on my eet, but crouching as I hung to the ides. Thank God, that usually crowdd thoroughfare was free from vehllas as far up as I could see, on beond the Astor house. What could it nean? Was that divinity which 'tis aid protects the drunkard and the 3lot about to aid the mad rush of his love-frenzied creature to his longest but newly returned dear one? I eard the frantic clang of gongs, and s we shot by the World building, I aw ahead of us two plunging autolobiles filled with men. 'Twas from hem the gong clamor sounded. As re drew nearer I saw that these were he cars of the fire chiefs answering a all. I thanked God again and again s I yelled into Bob's ear, ' For Beuih's sake. Bob, don't pass; if you do, e'll run into a blockade. If we keep l the rear they'll clear our way, and e may get to her alive." I do not now whether he heard, but he held he machine in the rear of the other r***? qt\A rir\t trv trv nnss A WAV e went on our mad rush through rowded Broadway. At Union Square e lost our way-clearers. As our aujmoblle jumped across Fourteenth treet into Fourth avenue, Bob must ave opened up to the last notch, for he seemed to leap through the air. sent two wagons crashing across ae sidewalks into the buildings. Cries f rage arose above the din of the rnchine, and seemed to follow in our ake. Bob was dead to all we passed, [is entire being seemed set on what as ahead. I knew he was an expert > the handling of the automobile, for Ince his misfortune, automobiling ith Beulah Sands had been his fa Beulah San orite pastime, but who could expect 3 carry that plunging, swaying car to 'orty-second street! Bob seemed to e performing the wotidrous task. He hot from curb to curb and around rid in front of vehicles and foot pasengers as though the driver's eyes nd hands were inspired. Across the square at last and on up 'ourth avenue to Twenty-sixth street, 'hen a dizzying whirl into Madison. Vas he going to keep to it until he got o Forty-second street and try to make 'ifth avenue along that congested ilock with its crush of Grand Central assengers and lines upon lines of lacks and teams? No. His head must e clear. Again he threw the great nachine around the corner and into fortieth street. For a part of the lock our wheels rode the sidewalk nd I awaited the crash. It did not ome. Surely the new world Bob was peedlng to must be a kind one, else vhy should Hag Fate, who had been .t the steering wheel of his life-car luring the last five years, carry him afely through what looked a dozen ure deaths? Without slacking speed . jot we swung around the corner of fortieth into Fifth avenue. The road vas clear to Forty-second: there a lense jam of cars, teams and carriages docked the crossing. Bob must have :een the solid wall for I heard his ow muttered curse. Nothing else tc ndicato that we were blocked with his roal in sight. He never touched the ipeed controller, but took the twc docks as though shot from a catapult I'he two? No, one. and three-quarters >f the next, for when within a score ol ranis of the black wall he jammed lown the brakes, and the iron mass ground and shook as though it would *end itself to atoms, but it stopped vith its dasher and front wheels wedged in between a ear and a dray It had not stopped when Bob was ofl ind up the avenue like a hound on tht ?nd-in-sight trail. I was after hin: while the astonishing bystanders stared in wonder. As we neared Bob's house I could see people on the stoop [ heard Bob's secretary shout, "Than! GJod, Mr. Brownley, you have come She is In the office. I found her there luiet and recovered. She did not asf l question. She said, 'Tell Mr. Brown ley when he comes that I should like to see him.' Then she ordered me to get the afternoon paper. I handed It to her an hour ago. I think she believes herself In her old office. I shut off the floor as you Instructed. I did not dare go to her for fear she would ask questions. I have"?but Bob was up the stairs two and three steps at a time. < My breath was almost gone and It took me minutes to get to the second floor. My feet touched the top stair, when, O God! that sound! For five long years i naa Deen trying 10 gci it out of my ears, but now more guttural, more agonized than before, it broke upon my tortured senses. I did not need to seek its direction. With a bound I was at the threshold of Beulah Sands-Brownley's office. In that brief time the groans had stilled. For one instant I closed my eyes, for the very atmosphere of that hall moaned and groaned death. I opened them. Yes, I knew it. There at the desk was the beautiful gray-clad figure of five years ago. There the two arms resting on the desk. There the two beautiful hands holding the open paper, but the eyes, those marvelous gray-blue doors to an immortal soul?they were closed forever. The exquisitely beautiful face was cold and white and peaceful. Beulah Sands was dead. The hellhounds of the "'System" had overtaken its maimed and hunted victim; it had added her beautiful' heart to the bags and barrels and hogsheads stored away In Its big "buslness-ls-buslnes" safedeposit vaults. My eyes In sick pity sought the form of ^ny old schoolmate, my college chum, my partner, my friend, the man I loved. He was on his knees. His agonized face was turned to his wife. His clasped hands had been raised In an awful, heartcrushing prayer as his Maker touched the bell. Bob Brownley's great brown eyes were closed, his clasped hands had dropped against his wife's head, and in dropping had unloosed the glorious golden-brown waves until in fond abandon they had colled around his arms and brow as though she for whom he had sacrificed all was shielding his beloved head from the chills and dark mists of the black river that laps the brink of the eternal rest. The "System" had skewered Robert Brown ley's heart, too. I staggered to his side As I touched his now fast-lclng brown my eyes fell upon the great dt Was Dead. black headlines spread across the top of the paper that Beulah Sands had been reading when the all-kind God had cut her bonds: FRIDAY, THE THIRTEENTH. And beneath in one column TERRIBLE TRAGEDY IN VIRGINIA The Richest Man in the State, Thomas Reinhart, Multi-Millionaire, While Temporarily Insane From the Loss of His Wife and Daughter, and of His Enormous Fortune, Which Was Shattered in Today's Awful Panic, Cut His Throat. His Death Was Instantaneous. In another column: Robert Brownley Creates the Most Awful Panic In History and Spreads Wreck and Ruin Throughout the Civilized World. THE END. BULLETS AS CURRENCY. Valuable as Coin In Abyssinia, Famous For Big Game. Down in Abyssinia, writes a British consul, cartridges are used as currency. those fitting the popular rifle, the Gras, exchanging at a ratio of 1 to 10 with their (debased) cent. In other words, one Gras cartridge will buy as i much as 10 cents?two.glasses or Deer, one ice cream soda or three high-grade panetelas. > This is truly sad news for lovers of ' peace in the world. In a country ' where bullets are coming into use as ? currency a growth toward militarism can hardly be doubted. Abyssinia is, [ it is true, famous for its big game, | but this alone can hardly be held to ' account for the new death-dealing I currency. , The country's Negus Negusti (king of kings), as the emperor is modestly 1 called, will evidently bear watching. I His compulsory attendance at the , coining Hague conference would not be an unreasonable requirement by ' the powers. Besides its martial imf portance the new currency is of some interest in connection with the history of substances used as money. While Abyssinia is a lowly civilized 5 country it has in circulation several i forms of modern money?a currency based on the Maria Theresa dollar, another on a so-called Menelik dollar [ (value about 50 cents) and a consid erable supply of Indian rupees. It is , in the nature of a reversion, therefore, . to find a manufactured product, primarily intended for other use, convert' ed into currency. ittisccllitnrous grading. ONE WOMAN'S QUICK EYE. The Director* of Monte Carlo Paid Her |300,000 to Stop Playing. Within the last few years the increase of gambling among women has been appalling. The dazing successes of a few have been cabled to all parts of the world; the tragedies of the 8 thousands who lose have not been told. c Spread of the gambling- fever among! women has alarmed the management 8 ?Monte Carlo hates scandals and v suicides. But what can be done? Each 1 year sees greater numbers of the fair r sex wooing the fickle god; each year v there are an Increased number of suicides; each year adds to the number r of adventuresses. ' Men. as a general thing, take defeat ^ bravely and desist. "Women," says a 8 gambler who has been to Monte Carlo, 1 "learn to stop?never. They will play 1 if they have to steal the money." e Nearly every one who has been to v Monte Carlo has heard of "Mamma" 3 Vlaud, a little, bent old French woman, a widow, who has played for h years. "Mamma" Vlaud played roulette each 1 day from morning until night. Her c beady eyes, twitching nervously, saw nothing but the ivory ball as it fell Into the cell. As they watched her staggering from the .gaming tables late ? at night people pitied her. Her whole soul, her life, seemed ab- a sorted In the awful desire of winning. ? The old woman at times lost heavily? for her: then she regained her losses. p For a long time she was enabled to 8 live and continue her feverish pursuit of the game. ^ One night the old woman lost nearly n .ill her store. As she passed from the a table, despair in her eyes, her atten- a tlon was attracted by another wheel. ' She stopped and bent over the table. 8 Again and again the wheel spun around ? and stopped. The old woman's eyes sparkled. A flush suffused her pallid cheeks. k As she left the room she clapped her hands, and her laugh?a shrill, mock- e ing chuckle?started the gamesters as ominous, uncanny. "Better watch the old woman!" one ? of the official lookouts told a detec- '' tive. He followed "Mamma" Vlaud to her hotel. He listened outside of her a door. There was no alarming sound. a In a short while she extinguished her ? lights, and evidently had retired. fl The following evening she reappeared In the gaming hall. Her eyes still y sparkled, her cheeks were still flushed. c' With her were several notorious game- a sters. They approached a table. b "Mamma" Vlaud began to-play. She won. The gamblers, who had 11 loaned her money, watched. She played a second time?and won?and a w third time?and won. The gamblers e looked on amazed and saw the old woman raking In thousands of francs. During the evening the old woman a sat by the table, playing persistently. a Her winnings doubled, trebled, quad- ? rupled, and piled up about her. The management became alarmed. ^ A consultation was held. Special detectives were sent to watch her. q Scores had gathered about the table, ^ looking on breathlessly at her wonderful run of luck. The detectives re- v ported to the management that "Mam- " ma" Vlaud was playing a certain com- e bination of numbers that invariably c won. w One of the directors besought the old woman to desist playing; the bank would be broke, he declared. She smiled and continued to play. The director offered her $50,000 to cease playing. He doubled the figure If she would tell him the secret of s her success. He importuned her to ? take $200,000, $250,000, only cease wag- n lng her successful battle for gold. " Finally he offered her $300,000. Ac- 1( cepting this, "Mamma" Vlaud, gath- b erlng together her fortune, told him ^ very quietly that In passing the table n the night before her quick eye had de- 8 tected that the ball of this particular e wheel stopped at a certain place at regular Intervals. The managers ex- 1 amined the wheel, found that it was b out of order, and congratulated them- 1 selves upon having compromised with b the old woman.?Philadelphia North- 0 American. FREAKS OF BURSTING BOILERS. F Th? Mishan Which Railroad Enqi neers Fear Most. h "The blowing up a railroad locomo- a tive is the mishap most feared by en- t gineers and firemen," said an engineer. 1 "It is seldom that any one riding on an ii engine whose boilers let loose ever gets away alive. h "The a verage person looking at a big s engine running along under full pres- a sure can have no idea of the tremen- b dous power that is bottled up in the a big iron can. Just consider the length a and width of one of these boilers, and f then remember that every single e square inch of all the surface is with- p standing a pressure of 220 and sometimes 240 pounds. There is no indica- e tion of the force fastened up in one p of these traveling volcanoes until trou- g ble develops and. then the stunts that 1; boiler will do are almost unbelievable, d "Just the other day there was a bad li explosion on one of the mountain dl- p visions of the Baltimore and Ohio t railroad down In West Virginia. A big p freight engine, whose boiler was so e wide and high that it would barely li clear the top sides of the tunnels, sud- c denly let go as the engineer was pull- i; ing into a side track. "With a crash the boiler tore away '] from the engine frame, scattering the a running gear and the tender. Jump- t ing over a freight car .standing near t by. it shot a hundred feet from the I track. A.s soon as it struck the ground g it gave another leap that took It a q hundred and fifty feet further toward a a farm house, and once more coming r back to the earth, right in front of t the house, made still a third bound, t went clear over the house and finally \ landed in the orchard, a short distance g from the farm house and fully 500 feet e from the engine, having acted for all the world just like a skyrocket that t has accidentally been touched off be- t fore being properly pc'nted. Both en- c gineer and fireman were instantly r killed. 1 "Another remarkable boiler explo- s slon took place some time ago on the f New Haven road. One of the largest 1 of the freight engines was running 1 along under full headway when the f joiler, without a moment's warnln vrenched Itself from the framewor lumped straight up In the air and th< tailed over Into a nearby field. T1 mglneer and fireman were not kllle lot even hurt. "As a rule the cause of a boiler ej ilosion Is shortage of water. Elthi he engineer does not know the wat s low or the Injectors won't wor ^nd It Isn't as simple a matter to ke< l full supply of water In a boiler j me might think. "It is when a lot of cold water ent into a very hot boiler in which tl vater is allowed to run low that tl rouble comes. Too sudden and tei Ific pressure is more than steel plat< rill stand. "Not long ago I saw a green eng leer playing with certain death slmpl ecause he did not know how to har lie the water. He had run the er :lne onto a sidetrack and was tryln o get the injectors to work. Madd< han a hornet, the new engineer use very cuss word he was acqualnte rtth because the injectors wouldn end a drop of water Into the boiler. "The water in the boiler by this tinad become very low, and the metj apt getting hotter and hotter unt he lower part of the flre box wa herry red. And that fellow was trj ng with all his might to get water Ir 9 that boiler. "Getting down from my engine, I ra ver and told him to quit fooling wit he injectors and to drop his Are Jus s quick as he could, which was th nly thing to prevent a bad explosioi 'his he did, and the danger was soo ast, but he certainly burned he oOd. "Now that engineer didn't know 1 ut he was In the same position as lan trying to see how hard he cam h thousand pounds of dynamite wit sledge hammer and wondering wh : won't go oft'. The conditions wer uch that the moment he got a streai f cold water started the boiler woul ave gone up into the'air like a bal >on. That engineer really dldn now how much he had to be thank ill for because the injectors consist ntly refused to work. "It used to happen once in a whil 1 me oia aays mat a uuiici men u n account of being worn out or de active, but this does not happen ofte i these times. The boilers nowaday re so thoroughly tested and so we nd strongly made that nine times 01 f ten the cause of explosion will t aund to be low water. "There was a boiler explosion som ears ago that was right up to th ompany. The boiler of an engine o road running into Indianapolis ha een condemned for sometime, bi here was such a shortage of power tha he company took the chance of usin he engine until a let-up in the traffl 'ould give it an opportunity to lay th nglne up for repairs. "The engine didn't wait for tha Ime to come, but let loose one nigh bout twenty miles from Indlanapoll nd scattered the played out bolle ver the immediate vicinity, lnclden illy distributing the engineer an reman over the same area. "No sooner did word reach the head uarters of the explosion than a larg sree of men was sent to the scene be jre daybreak; and for perfectly ob ious reasons, taking sledge hammei hey pounded every bit of the old boil r that could be located Into such onditlon that no one could ever te hethcr there had been any thing de sctive about it or not. "But you may depend upon it whe he company is in the right every el art is made to preserve evidence the he explosion was brought aboi hrough the fault of the enginee lome time ago an engine blew up o ne of the roads running into Baltl lore and both engineer and flrema ere killed. The engine, or what wa ift of it, was placed on a side trac y the company for future referenc "he fault was clearly with the engl eer, for the reason that the crow heet was badly burned and the boil r had given away In that spot. "There Is not the slightest truth i he statement that an engine about I low up will make some sort of nols t never gives warning, but slmpl ;ts go, and lucky is the man who set ne go up and lives to tell about it NOT EXPERT IN ART. "ailure of the Average Man to Recog nize a Gem. "I have a friend, a wealthy man, wh s a liberal buyer of fine painting nd who has a very handsome collet Ion of pictures," said Mr. Charles 1 'ripp of Chicago, recently to a Wash ngton Herald reporter. "This friend dragged me to his ga; iry one day to look at what he cor Idered the gem of all his works ? rt, a specimen that had been admire y all the picture sharps of Europ nd America. He told me to,go In, 1 dvance and pick it out without hel rom him, but that I'd do this easil nough, for it was the kind of mastei iece that would reveal Itself. "Well, never having had an artlstl ducatlon, I could not find that blesse icture in a lot of over 100, as he.ha Iven me no clue to It. When he flna y came and I showed him about ozen that I thought might be it, 1 lughed at my stupidity. Then 1 lolnted out his treasure, and I declai o you it struck me as a very ordinal iroduction. He could not make n nthuse over It a little bit, and v> lad an argument, but, of course, ouldn't compete on equal terms, b< ng a heathen as to art. "But I saw a way to get eve Bring in a dozen men of our acquain ince,' 1 said, 'and tell them to idei Ify this masterpiece; if as many i hree out of the dozen hit upon it, thf 'II set up the finest dinner In Chlct ;o; if the contrary happens, the bar luet is on you.' He said it would 1 i shame to make me pay for the dir ler, but the bet was made. I am hei 0 say to you that not one in ths ?unch was able to pick out this mucl aunted painting, greatly to the chs ,rrin of the owner, who paid up, hov sver, like a man. "The only moral to this yarn is thi he average man doesn't care a re ?ver things that excite the adoratic >f the elite. It's the same way in a natters that require special educatio four average citizen may grin ar swear he likes grand opera, but he 1 liar from away back, and all the tin te Is being bored by the prima donr le wishes he were listening to mil itrels." g. THE EASY JOB HUNTER. k, in Not a Good Idea to Teach Boys to Ex- t ie pect Snaps. t d, "I never taught my boys to hunt an easy Job," said the man who has start- c t- ed four sons Into the workaday world ? er where they are doing well. The man er who starts out to make . Hvl.ig with s k. the idea that he won't work at any- c sp thing but an easy job Is very likely 1 is to end his search for the position that Is a sinecure by taking to the c is railroad ties and wearing corns on his \ ie knuckles with rapping at kitchen le I doors in a search for a sandwich, t r- says the Sedalia, Mo., Capital. 1 is There are easy Jobs in the world, ' but there are not nearly enough of ( i- them to go around. And the easy jobs ly are all filled, filled by men who either r i- did not start out on a special search f i- for them or else by men who have falig len into the good things because of v ;r some reason why the dispenser of easy *1 Jobs should favor a particular candi- fc id date. t 't And yet there are men who are continually out of a position Just because s le they are always hunting an easy job. n il They want work they will tell you, but 11 they are particular to designate Just t is the kind of work they must have, just g the number of hours that they will p i- work, Just the particular tasks to the accomplishment of which they will a n bend their energies. ti h It's a strange thing that in almost e }t ie J* 4* 4* 4* 4* '4* 4* c4 ^ 4* 4" l4* 4* ?KUHfl| it h - 4? 5 't * . n 4? ^ fc ,e 4? S* Lt 4? . ?} . . ie * it 4? is * " 4? MONUMENT TO CONFEDERATE '" ?|? Erected at Yorkville under thi d ^ Chapter, U. D. C., and unveiled this Lr *f? ?$? *$<> *$* ^ *?* e t- every family where there are several i- children, there is pretty sure to be one f s who Is of the easy job hunting class, a I- He is always very particular about the a kind of work he will do.. He Is willing t 11 to work?oh, yes. But he isn't willing t t- to work at any old thing that offers itself for his consideration. He finds a n fault with this position and finds fault g with that. Patiently and repeatedly a Lt his family install him in positions, but it he Is constantly "losing his job," he Is n r. always out of work. He rests secure t n in the confident knowledge that his p 1- family will not see him starve and he n knows that so long as the other hard- s is working members of the family circle li k are able to toll their allotted number e. of hours every day and draw their sal- n i- aries every month therefor he Is sure n of three meals per diem and a roof to b 1- shelter him. fl The man who is hunting an easy n job is dead weight on those who have r o to support him. He Is a millstone li e. about the necks of the workers of a y community. A drone In a hive of n ;s workers is just so much of a helpless Incubus which those workers must u support. There is only one way to 1< force the man who Is always hunting- r an easy job to go to work and that Is to take from him his source of supply. Absolutely refuse to give him anything and he will be either forced e to support himself or else turn tramp a !, and live upon the charity of the pub- c 'ic. He won't starve you need not g fear that. For in most men, however, I there is some latent spark of manhood v which, when they are brought to the c , test, blazes up Into the desire to earn d ^ an honest livelihood, to be a man t among men instead of a mere depend- c ent upon others. And the man In whom that spark of energy and ability d ^ Is lacking isn't fit to be anything bet- d y ter than a tramp. 1 whatTs'a flirt? * lc b d English Attempts, Poetical and Other- ]( d wise, to Answer the Question. i- feopie in n.ng iuiiu no.>e uccu j?uoa zling themselves over the question, ie "What Is a flirt?" A London newspa- | ie per started the discussion and even of*e fered prizes for the best replies. Thou"y sands of answers were received. Of ie course, says the Chicago Record-Her- | re aid, men won the prizes?men, pre- ^ I sumably, who had fallen victims to e i- some Jilt. c The best answer was said to be the e n. following: v t- "A misguided individual, who wants i- all love's roses without any thorns, ? is and usually ends with nothing to show v ;n but scratches." 1 i- The second prize man tendered this j. t- reply: e )e "One who leads you to love's para- a t- dise and then rudely slams the gates j. re in your face." s it And the man who received the third l- prize answered in this wise: I i- "A sampler of Cupid's wares, who v r- can't make up her mind, and through ^ her indecision is often left behind." t at A woman received a consolation t up prize for this reply: c >n "One who, possessing charm, uses ^ ill it: discovering power, anuses 11; ?e- ^ n. curing love, refuses it; plucks fairest a jd fruit?and bruises it." ( is A prize of the same character went te to a man for this effusion: ta "A flirt Is the wa-sp of society, rifling I i- all the flowers of friendship, but producing no honey." i Other notewortny answers were; "A flirt Is the destroyer of youthful relief In the goodness of human naure." "A queer fish, having the voracity jf a shark, arms of an octopus and i backbone of a Jellyflsh." "One whose heart is so susceptible ind soft that Cupid's arrows pass :ompletely through It without stlckng." "The moral earthquake that destroys >ur fair city of belief in both man and vomanklnd." "A flirt Is a. fraudulent Derson. who >y numerous devices tries to obtain I ove under false pretenses." "A poacher with alluring snares on Cupid's estate." "One who sees how near a lighted natch can be placed to an unkindled Ire without setting it aglow." "One who plays with Cupid, but years a suit of armor." "The girl who plays with all the ioys and treats them all as penny oys." "A maiden effusive, attractive, eluive, of high hopes conducive, yet lever conclusive." "The average flirt is like the cheap mot?poor sole, plenty of tongue, ele:ant appearance, but weak in the upiers." "One whose high opinion of her own ,ttraction8 is only exceeded by her itter disregard of the feelings of othrs." 4* ^ IHlfciKl 4? Ml. * * ? , . v. ' k?'^I * P^'iS * |V:1 *' |#v ># * 11. >! * P? fl *1 Rvr? * itell * ife 11 * * ?Photo by Miss Rosa Lindsay. SOLDIERS OF YORK COUNTY ^ e auspices of the Winnie Davis afternoon, Friday, June 7th. ^ T T "t T *? "f? ^ ^ *f* 1 "One born with an Immense capacity or love, a lamentable lack of control nd a goodly touch of vanity." "One who loves to lure victims to he Heights of Happiness?and throw hem over." v "One who desires flattery and admirtlon from the opposite sex, and to a in that end Ignores conventionalities nd sincerity." "The offspring of a vanity which nakes women ridiculous and men conemptlble In the eyes of all rational eople." "A thief who, to gratify vanity, robs entiment of its feeling, friendship of is sincerity and love of its beauty." "One who jangles life's sweetest nelody and makes It out of tune." "Girl who gets about and makes the ioys all love her; when she's had her ling, makes a model mother." "A creature without mind enough to eflect, heart enough to be constant, ave enough to be true." "One whose gratification is another's nortification." "One who desires to please, craves inlversal admiration, experiments in ove and helps to educate men to mar- ; y other women." Spoils In An Old Casket. A true fairy tale concerning an Orintal casket sold by an antiquary to Parisian amateur is related by the orrespondent of the London Teleraph. The casket is of beautiful artistic workmanship of olive wood, with inrustations. It was evidently a wedllng present, such as it is the custom o give to a bride in Mohammedan ountries. There is a perfume of rose leaves, a lelicate far-away fragrance of the listant east, when the cover is lifted. I'he antiquary bought it at a general ale long ago and offered it to purchases amid Louis XVI clocks, old ribions and out of date decorations. A over of quaint antiques, M. Maurice, aw the casket and bought it. As it had been knocked about a ;ood deal in its long journey it stood n need of repairs, and M. Maurice ;ave it to an expert workman to retore. The workmen tapped it and was urprised to notice a metallic sound nside. He found that the Jewel box lad a double bottom, and when opend there were rows of old and odd olns, which glittered faintly, but nough to show at once that they were of pure gold. A numismatist declared they were ,'old sequins and worth about $500. It was a sum which to a young bride 00 or 200 years ago represented perlaps a fortune. The workman inform-1 n nrlnn on/1 tKo lottoi* tnM thA u m. luauncw, auu v*?v iwv%v? -WV. ...? .ntiquary. As they were all three lonest men each wished that the other hould claim the bride's treasure. They referred the matter to the poice commissary, who gave a decision rorthy of Solomon. He divided the rold coins into two equal piles, and old M. Maurice and the antiquary to ake each a pile, and then left It to the :ombined generosity to reward the lonest workman. This they did, each riving him a few of the gold sequins, 10 that all had about an even share In he treasure of the bride. - ? li> Enterprise and advertising make ;he biggest pair in the deck. X3T Most people would fall short if measured by the golden rule. rnibilv vr Miwn WIIWM? A Veteran Railroader Views Its Passing With Regret. "The locomotive wps to the land what the steamboat was to the river," said a veteran railroad manager to a reporter for the Chicago Inter-Ocean. Some one had asked him if he was not glad to see electricity taking the place of steam in the Operation of railroads. "The business has had to come to it," he said, with a sort of lamentation in the confession. "So commerce had to give up steamboatlng and come to the railroad when steam was the power on land. "But personally it fills me with re1/\AA?mnf(irA irnln or gict IU OCC 111C 1UVUIUUIITO QVMlQ the dead yard. There was always something human, to my mind, in the iron horse. "It completed the picture of a landscape. If a man had been rambling in a wilderness all day and suddenly came upon a bit of view In which a locomotive was making a whirl with a long train of oars, the scene was inspiriting. It made the observer feel as if he were on the rim of civilization. "The long pall of smoke or the white cloud of steam against the sky added to the picture. The electric engine can never make such a scene. "Have you ever stood on the platform of a station when a locomotive thundered in with its train that was an hour or two behind time? It had the animated nature of a great horse chat had just come to the wire after a hard and close race. It breathed like a sprinter after a long run. It trembled in its iron harness like a living creature. "The electric motor comes to a standstill in an Instant. It looks like something decapitated, anyway. "Do you remember a picture that was painted a long time ago, called 'Plight of the Fast Mail?' It was copied and brought down to the level of a chromo, and then it was reduced to a cut and used as an advertisement. But it always had motion. It was a combination of power and speed, and It was as graceful as a swallow on the wing. "For many years in the offices of hotels and on the walls of barrooms In towns remote from the big cities there used to be seen pictures of midI nrU * mass am tha V 4oa4 ssinni ftf scenes of steamboats wooding up by torchlight. People from the back settlements gazed at those old-time pictures with as much Interest as the new generation visits the art galleries. "Gradually these pictures were taken down. Railroad scenery took their place. The locomotive was the centrepiece. '"Then poets sang the praise of the Iron horse. Ever notice how a crowd in a city will look at a moving picture on a canvas of a railroad train drawn by a locomotive? The vltascope made it a reality. You felt like getting out of the way when you saw It coming. "With all of Its speed, with all of its power hidden from the sight, no electric engine or motor will ever satisfy the eye. And as for the feeling of safety, I shall never lie down In a sleeping car, no matter how luxurious It may be, knowing It Is being hauled by an electric engine, and feel quite as secure as I have always felt when I knew the locomotive was at work up in front. Me for the old Iron horse." QUAINT CUBAN TOWN. People of Sancti Spiritus Preferred 8addle Mules and Carte to Railroad. Sancti Spiritus, the town of the Holy Ghost, is the oldest white settlement in Cuba except Barracao and Trinidad, say a the Chicago Record-Herald, and is still very conservative and primitive. It was founded In 1514 upon a delightful site surrounded by green hills, groups of royal palms and clumps of giant bamboo. For centuries It has been the headquarters of the cattle trade of Cuba, and many rich ranchmen live here still. The quaint old cathedral was built in 1630 and is the oldest on the island. The most conspicuous object in the town is the roofless ruin of the Iglesla del Sagrado Corazon de Maria (the Church of the Sacred Heart of Mary), which was destroyed by the insurgents in 1898. The old monastery attached to it, built in 1703, is now occupied by the Rev. H. S. Harris, a Presbyterian missionary for his church and school. The people of Sanctl Spiritus can blame themselves because they are not on the main line of the Cuba railway. The original survey passed througrh the town, but when the agents of the company applied for a right of way it was refused. The Ayuniamento, or common council, would not take the responsibility of deciding the question and distributed handbills through the town Inviting a "manifestation" of public opinion in the theatre. A large crowd assembled. Everybody was there. The representatives of the railway made speeches explaining the plans of the company and describing the advantages that would be enjoyed by the town as a station on the trunk line between Havana and Santiago. After they had finished the oldest inhabitant arose and opposed the project. He was against all innovations. Saddle mules and carts had been good enough for their fathers and grandfathers, he said, and they ought to be good enough for the present generation. The city had prospered for nearly four centuries without a railroad, timnM /IaiiKtIooo AAnflmiA tr\ Ha so without one. Railways were generally undesirable. They were apt to bring In undesirable additions to the populations. It was a long speech and was listened to with reverence. When the old gentleman concluded a vote was taken and the railway was denied the privilege of passing through the town. A line was surveyed through the forests and a new town called Zaza del Medio was established directly north of the city of the Holy Ghost and the station located there. Two or three years afterward the people realized their mistake and paid a heavy bounty to In auce ine company 10 uuuu a orancn line for their benefit. tT A boy asked his sister what "Amen" means. She replied: "Don't touch it." One day the mother asked the grirl what "Amen" meant, and again she answered, "Don't touch it." "Where did you yearn that?" "Why, you told me so, yourself." "Oh, no. I told you 'So let it be.'"?Detroit Free Press. A