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Fable Teaches?"
The spirit, unfortunately prevalent
in many communities, which demands
a victim for every grievance, and yel
has not the patience nor the intelligence
to reason clearly on the matter
and arrive at just conclucions, is thus
cleverly satirized in the San Francisco
Argonaut:
There was once a robber in Cairo
who fell from the second story of a
house he was trying to enter and broke
one of his legs.
He went to the cadi and complained.
The man's window was badly made, ho
declared, and he wanted justice.
The cadi said that was reasonable,
and he summoned the owner of the
house.
The owner confessed that the house
was poorly built, but maintained that
the carpenter was to blame, not he.
This, again, struck the cadi as sound
logic, and he sent for the carpenter.
"The charge is, alas! too true," said
the carpenter, "but the masonry was
at fault, and I couldn't fit a good window."
So the cadi, impressed with the
reasonableness of the argument, sent
for the mason.
The mason pleaded guilty, but explained
that a pretty girl in a blue
gown had passed the building while he
was at work and that his attention had
ben diverted from his duty. The cadi
thereupon demanded that the girl be
brought before him.
"It is true," she said, "that I am
pretty, but it's no fault of mine. If my
gown attracted the mason the dyer
should be.punished, and not I."
"Quite true," saidw the cadi. "Send
for the dyer."
The dyer was brought to the bar and
pleaded guilty. That settled it. The
cadi told the robber to take the guilty
man to his house and hang him from
the door sill, and the populace rejoiced
that Justice had been done. But pretty
soon the crowd returned to the i
cadi's house, complaining that the dyer
was too tall to be hanged from his
door-sill.
"Oh, well," said the cadi, who by
that time was suffering with ennui, "go
find a ahnrt dver and hane him. Jus
tice shall prevail."?Youth's Companion.
Couldn't Take Hie Place.?Joseph P.
Sherer told a humorous experience
while automobiling riding, which he
said illustrates the sarcasm which a 1
woman is capable of when occasion
demands. (
"We were going along at an awful
speed," he said. "I didn't see the dog, <
but I heard his 'ki-yi,' so I ordered the
chauffeur to stop. Going back, we
found an irate lady standing over her
dead dog?one of the ugliest dogs you 1
ever saw.
"She met us with a tirade of remarks,
telling us in no uncertain terms i
what she thought of us and automobil- I
ists in general, finishing up by calling l
us the murderers of her dog. It was
then that I thought I would pacify her.
" 'Madam,' I said, 'I will replace your <
' dog.'
" 'Sir,' she said in a freezing tone of j
voice, "you flatter yourself.'"?Milwaukee
Sentinel. <
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]
When He Did Better.?A celebrated
bishop once sat through a long and '
atrocious sermon on a hot summer '
morning. The preacher was a youth
just out of college?a very conceited
youth. He bellowed through his ser- i
mon at the top of his lungs. His ges- ^
tures were violent enough to break his ,
arms. At every climax he fixed the <
bishop with his eye to see if a suitable
impression had been made.
And at the end of the service this ,
young snip swaggered up to the bishop !
and said:
"I fancy I did rather well today, 1
sir. Don't you think so?" <
"Yes," returned the bishop; "hut you i
did better last year."
i
"Last year!" said the young man. ,
"Why, I didn't preach at all last year." <
"That's the reason," said the bishop, '
with a pleasant smile. J
A Golfing Hardship.?"You've killed 1
one of my 'ens!'
Archie Longdrive looked up as the J
shadow of an angry woman fell across |
his toe. !
"Killed one of your hens, madam?" j
he asked politely. "Why there hasn't
been a bird on the course! Besides ;
I've never been introduced to your '
hens. I wouldn't know them if I saw J
them, I assure you, I"?
"Stop that nonsense," interrupted
the angry woman, "and listen to me! '
I want half a guinea damages out of
you, and I'll see that I get it too! I i
found one of your golf balls and popped
it under one of my birds for a nest
egg"
"Well, what's the complaint?" asked
Archie.
"What's the complaint?" answered
the woman. "Why, the 'en's died of a
1 f ? ?r? ntorl 'or to
DroKen ran, uiiiiiwuf, i v. >..
lay a crinkly egg!"?Answers.
Too Much For Clairvoyant.?"You
claim to be a great clairvoyant," began
the client who had been shown into
the rooms of Mme. La Faxjue. "I am
told that you can read the past, present
and future. Nothing is hidden
from you."
"It is true," answered the famous
medium. "For $2 I will tell you"?
"I will give you $10 if you will put
me wise to one problem," interrupted
the client impatiently. "What was it
that my wife told me to bring home
for dinner tonight?"
The money was refunded, but not
cheerfully, as the advertisement promised.?Cleveland
Plain Dealer.
Passing a Good Thing Along.?Some
doctors could not cure a ham.?Milwaukee
Wisconsin.
And some lawyers couldn't try a case
of lard.?Scranton Tribune.
And some pianists couldn't play a
line of hose.?Mobile Register.
And some anglers couldn't cast a
shoe.?Youngstown Telegram.
And some hunters couldn't shoot the
chutes. ?Detroit Free-Press.
And some shoe clerks couldn't shoo a
chicken.?Houston Post.
And some bricklayers couldn't lay an
egg.?Yonkers Statesman.
Lucky Impediment.?"L-l-look here,"
said the stutterer at the horse fair,
"that's a n-u-nice horse, my m-tn-man.
How much ni-money do you want for
it?"
"Yes, a beauty that is. sir," said thr
owner. "But you must make the offer."
"Well," said the stutterer. "I'll give
you f-f-f"?
"Forty pounds? Done!" said the
dealer.
"Oood!" closed the stutterer. "I was
g-going to say f-f-fifty p-pounds!"?
Ideas.
She (Teller.
THE BANKRUPTING OF
"SOCIETY BILL."
By Alice Louise Lee.
Every other month during "Societ;
Bill's" career at Miner's Camp h
"salted his wages" in the Cody bank
To his gibing, spendthrift fellows hi
explained jocosely:
"Boys, I was born to die rich. an<
I ain't goin' to miss my callin'."
"If you don't hurry up. your callin
will miss you, though." "Shanks" re
tnrr^rl nnc dav in July, as Societ;
Bill headed his horse toward Mee
teetse for a week's vacation.
"When I get good and ready to in
vest my money it'll be in somethin
that pays better than minin' claims.1
Then he rode his pony to the kitch
en window and looked In. "Say, ma
I'm off." he said, "and I'm not for
gettin' your errands, either."
"Mr." Staples started, and thei
beamed on him from the dark inte
rior of the kitchen. She was en
veloped In a gingham apron, mixinj
lard and flour together In a huge yel
low bowl.
"Bless Moses, boy!" she cried
cheerily. "What a turn you gave me
poppin' your head in like that!" Sh(
wiped the flour from her hands am
went to the window. "Don't forge
to get yourself socks and two nev
shirts and a tie and the gloves."
"No, ma, I'll sure remember," So
clety Bill responded, as he started on
"And don't forget to be a goot
boy." Ma's head was thrust out o
ine wmuun.
"No. ma, I won't forget," he salt
laughing. But he did.
It was the enticing partnership of
fered him by Ansell of Meeteets*
which made him forget, a partnershij
which promised to multiply his sav
Ings many times, and only when th<
bargain was made and he was bacl
In Miner's Camp did he begin to re
alize what his action would mean t<
Ma Staples.
Therefore he was not in a happj
mood, as he lay on the soft pinestrewn
loam in front of the bunkhouse.
"Hey, Bill, got a grouch?" yellet
"Whispering Will," rolling over in hi:
bunk and looking out of the door
"The Whisperer" was the last of th<
night-shift to awaken.
"Let that there society leader be!*
ordered Shanks, from the bunk opposite.
Once Society Bill had worr
a starched collar when he started foi
Meeteetse?hence his nickname
"How can you expect him to mix u|
with us, and him just back frorr
town ?"
"Huh!" proclaimed Whispering
Will, aiming one shoe at Bill's heac
and drawing on the other. "He'i
thlnkln' about the fortune Ansell'!
goln' to make for him. Guess he wil
make more saltin' down his span
plunks into kegs than?"
Society Bill raised himself on om
elbow and threw a quick "Sh!" intc
tne DunK-nouse. "ir you ieuows can i
hold your tongues without help?" h(
began in a subdued voice, and paused
Shanks stretched up and glancec
out of the door. "It's ma," he volunteered.
"Bill don't want her tc
know."
"Huh!" grunted the Whisperer
"He can't keep it from her always
and It's goin' to hurt, too, when she
knows."
His stage whisper reached Societj
Bill, who winced. "But a fellow musl
make money where he can," he argued
with himself. "It's every chap
for himself in this world, and yoi
?an't be lookin' out for other folks
fternally!"
Ma's pleasant voice answered his
silent argument. She stood in tht
trail leading from the boardingshack
to the bunk-house. "Billy!*
she called. "Billy, boy!"
He rose without reply. He had
avoided Ma since his return.
"Billy!" she called again. He was
out? of her "boys" on whom she kepi
an especially motherly eye. "Yoi
never know one minute what he's
goin' to do the next," she said to tht
superintendent, "and I've an idea he
don't know himself. But he's one ol
that sort you can't help likin' if yoi
would, and you don't want to heli
It, neither. There ain't anythin' he
wouldn't do for a friend!" A statement
which gave Society Bill's prominent
characteristics and genera
standing in camp. "Bring down youi
slicker," she finished, catching ?
glimpse of his red flannel shirt. "1
saw a tear in it yesterday."
The miner worried a hole in the
loam with the toe of his shoe
"Why-ee, ma," he hesitated, "I guess
you have enough to do without mendIn'
up my slicker." He felt a sudder
guilty reluctance at allowing her to dc
extras for him.
"Bless Moses!" cried ma, heartily
"Don't keep me here screamin' al
day. but hurry down with your slick
er!"
With a clouded brow, Society Bil
entered the bunk-house and reaehec
for the slicker. As he did so heglanc
ed down at the rows of bunks. A pail
of trousers swung carelessly by tht
suspenders farther on. There was ?
large, neatly applied patch on the lef
leg. Also he saw Whispering Will'!
best vest containing a new pocket, ant
across the aisle Shank's coat, with tht
buttons sewed on firmly.
"It's nothin' to do such little mite.1
of things in between times," ma woult
say. briskly, as she took stray stiche!
for her boys.
With ma it had never been "evert
chap for himself" in Miner's Camp.
"She'll wish she'd never seen mt
when she finds out!" muttered Bill
stumbling down the trail with tin
slicker over his arm. Then he added
obstinately, "But when a fellow cat
git rich that way quicker than an;
other, he can't afford to?well, b<
soft, that's all."
Ma had learned only the day be
fore that Miner's Camp was to hav<
a saloon, and well she knew wha
that nteant to her boys. She hat
heard also that some one in camp wai
furnishing the stock against Ansell':
time. It all came out at the break
fast table. She had stood in the kitch
en door, her arms akimbo, and ove
her big, kind face swept a hurt ex
pression which sent Society Bill'
eyes to his plate.
"I know that none of my boys an
doin' the backin'," she said, finally
with a quiet confidence which causet
him to choke over his coffee, and th<
other members of the outfit to lool
conscious and uneasy. No one re
sponded, and the new saloon-owne
dimly wished that money could bi
multiplied more easily some othe
way than by investment in "we
goods.
Now. after he had deposited hi
torn slicker in her lap. Society Bil
thrust his hands into his trouser
pockets and leaned against the board
ing-shack. looking down at the min
ing-camp's "mother." She sat in he
favorite place in front of the doo
overlooking Wood River Canon. Shi
appeared tired. Her large face wa
grave, and there were lines beneatl
her eyes which betokened sleepless
ness. She did not talk as she drovi
her needle, but worked quietly.
Society Rill dug his hands deepe:
into his pockets and scowled dowi
the canon, where the wagon-trai
wound in and out beside Wood Rivet
deep down between Dundee and Gale'
Ridge. Suddenly he started slight):
and cleared his throat. Fulling slow
ly into view came six horses. Rldin)
the nigh wheeler was "Bumme
Dan." Cody freighter, ami behind hi
loaded wagon rode a figure on horse
back.
Society Hill glanced apprehensively
at ma. but her head was bent ove
the slicker. "I wish," he thought
half-angrily. "that she'd nag ant
scold instead of just lookin' like that!'
Somehow, with ma "lookin' like
that," he did not regard his new enterprise
with the same enthusiasm
I which he had felt down in Meeteetse
talking over it with Ansell.
Suddenly he said, "Say. ma, have
you had a lot of extra work today?
You look sort of used up."
Ma hastily brushed her slicker
across her eyes as she replied, with
forced cheerfulness, "No, it ain't the
y work that's usin' me up, Billy. It's
thinkin' what's comin' to camp and
B how bad it'll be for the boys?" She
choked and stopped,
e Society Bill made an inarticulate
reply. He stole another glance at the
freight outfit pulling steadily up the
* canon, and then, with his mended
slicker over his arm, went slowly up
, tho trail.
The freight-wagon was piled high
with casks and kegs, and behind rode
" ' 4 n **rtAtooton q alnnph-hot
T rtllKtril 111 luccurcifn;, u ...
. tipped far over one ear and a sixshooter
in his belt. He had come to
run tho new saloon.
Two hours later Society Bill and
)' Shanks followed the freighter's outfit
up the canon, but not by the usual
trail. For reasons which they did
* not mention to each other, they
stumbled through the low quaking.
asp high up on the ridge, and so
avoided tho boarding-shack.
Suddenly Shanks touched the othi
er's arm and pointed downward.
. Along the trail beside the river, her
sunbonnet cape flapping in the wind,
toiling breathlessly toward home,
? went ma. a bowl in one hand and a
- plate in the other.
"Been up to Black's shack," muttered
Shanks. Black, an employe of
the Mountain company, had been in,
jured by an exploding stick of dyna?
mite.
J "She never thinks she has too much
to do. ma don't," returned Society
t Bill.
/ Half a mile beyond the Gale's
Ridge boarding house, where the
canon widens in front of Mount
" Sniffle, stood a deserted shack taken
. possession of by the saloon outfit. Inj
to it Bummer Dan was rolling his
. freight-load, while Ansell swaggered
r round, swearing excitedly. His hat
was balanced on the back of his head
1 and his face was purple.
"I can tell you right at the start,"
he began to society rsui, *mai i am i
* here to be run by no dough-faced,
? meddlln', pious old woman?"
j There was a sudden change in the
atmosphere, which caused the Irate
saloon-keeper to pause. Bummer Dan
i suspended a keg of beer as if minded
c to throw it in a direction other than
the door. Shanks doubled up his
fists, but on second thought deposited
} them tentatively in his pockets. Society
Bill stepped nearer his partner
f and said. "Huh?" suggestively.
Ansell looked from one to another
" with a scowl. "I heerd down to
Meeteetse that she run the whole
Miner's Camp outfit," he sneered,
j "and now I believe It."
Shank's fisis worked in his pockets.
3 "They may know more down Meeteetse
way'n I give 'em credit for,"
? he remarked, amiably.
Ansell paid no attention to the retort,
but turned to Society Bill. "Well,
' pardner," he began, "Just recollect
. she ain't runnin' me nor this joint,
neither. She's just been here?"
1 His partner looked his alarm, but
r Its cause was unknown to Ansell.
"She was wantin' me to 'please keep
a nice house,' " he sneered, "and not
sell to some kid or other up there?"
1 "Kid Jones," supplemented Shanks.
"He's under age, and there's a law
. back of ma on that."
. Ansell turned a black brow on the
1 speaker. "How long since you got to
s be a temperance society?" he demandj
ed, angrily. "I tell ye if I'm goin' to
. run this saloon, I'll run it! There
4 ain't no law-officer within thirty-five
' miles of here, and I ain't layin' out to
x be president of no temperance league."
' There was a brief silence. Society
. Bill's gaze wandered over the moun[
taintops, the canon, the beer-barrels,
' and finally lodged on Ansell. Then
: he turned away. "Say," he began,
over his shoulder, "if you want to
keep your face pretty, don't include
Ma Staples in your line of talk again."
A trnvrl fnrtHav nn ha nQllQOrl
and glanced back. "And you needn't
? trouble yourself to call me pardner
s again, either."
"Guess that Meeteetse chap needs
^ a little private teachin' about how to
' use his tongue," drawled "the Hoo'
sfer," when Shanks reported the in}
cldent concerning ma.
1 "Some day he might be swallowln'
} his words and gettin' choked on 'em,"
added "Lightning Hank."
* Ansell had not introduced himself
! auspiciously to Miner's Camp.
; Society Bill sat silently whittling a
pine peg. He had become strangely
reticent, and did not join In the others'
' awkward attempt at the supper-table
to "make it up to Ma Staples."
5 "See here, Harve," called Shanks,
t "just fetch me a quart or so of that
1 cocoa! Ma can't be beat on cocoa."
5 "Mighty few things she can be beat
* on," said the Hoosier.
"Say, boys," called Shanks, "s'pose
f ma had taken up with the offer of the
1 Mountain company and struck the
> trail up to their boardln'-house?"
His words were drowned in a loud
groan and general speech: "We'd ha'
followed?" "Gale's Ridge tunnel'd
1 been shut up?"
r Society Bill glanced from one to ani
other in surprise, and then leaned
I across the corner of the table and
spoke to Shanks: "Say, what you
i gassin' aoout?"
"Why, Bill, don't believe we told
' you. did we. that tother company
made ma a handsome offer while you
? were away? Offered her a raise of
) fifty a month if she'd desert us?"
"And ma didn't desert, not she!"
yelled Whispering Will. "Bully for
1 me!"
"Why didn't you go, ma?" asked
Society Bill, later, suddenly rounding
1 the corner of the boarding-shack and
1 coming on ma sitting in the doorway
Bill was expected up at the new
f "joint" to help get things in readiness
? for the sale of liquor on the morrow.
i "Go where, boy?" asked ma.
t She was knitting by the fading light
3 reflected back from the rock-crowned
1 top of Dundee, toward which she
? glanced from time to time as the colors
changed among the fleecy clouds
3 which hovered round the summit
1 When Society Bill appeared she laid
3 her knitting hastily inside the door
on a heap of something red, and
/ pushed it all back into the shadow,
as she repeated, "Where. Billy;'"
* "Why. up to the other boardin'.
house. The boys say you had the
2 offer."
, "Yes, but 1 didn't take it. 1 was
l needed here."
>' "But the money?" urged Bill.
1 "You'd have made fifty plunks more,
the boys say."
"And what would fifty more
2 amount to," returned ma. quietly, "if
t I'm needed here? Why, bless Moses,
I Billy, I wouldn't leave my boys for a
s hundred more! I'm earnin' enough
s and to spare. What more could I
- ask except to' be of use to some one,
- and I guess I'm some use here, ain't
r I?"
"Well, I reckon!" came a drawl
s from round the corner, and Society
Bill found the Hoosier and Shanks
e had joined them.
tllll tmun.'lltr n .wl
i j ii i iiiut ru unraniij aim
* glanced at the work ma had pushed
? back into the shawdoxv. "Wristers,"
* he ejaculated to himself, "a heap of
red wristers! I bet she's begun to
r make Christmas for the lot of us als
ready! I guess, ma," he said, slowly,
r aloud, "there ain't any call for you
t thinkin' you ain't no use here."
Suddenly ma's face changed. An
s expression of indignation swept over
I it. Her eyes glowed and she threw
s her hands out in a strong gesture.
- "I just can't help it!" she cried, in
- a suppressed voice. "1 feel as if I
r can't stand it to have that man here
r and that?that whisky! It seems as
e if I must take an ax"?she pointed
s to one stuck into a log a few steps
i away?"and smash every barrel of the
- stuff before a drop is sold to my
p boys!"
She spoke with such suppressed
r violence, so unlike the usual Ma Stai
pies, that Shanks, deeply impressed.
I faithfully repeated her words up in
. th? bunk-house.
s Therefore every one felt uneasy
V over the situation when the news came
- that the saloon had been entered the
i night before and every drop of the
r "wet goods" turned into the river.
s It was Hummer Dan who brought
- the news. He left his freight-wagon
and six at the foot of (Sale's Ridge
and toiled up the trail directly after
r breakfast. He met Society Bill, who
. was on the night-shift, sauntering
1 down the trail, and unfolded his bud'
g?t of information to him first Then
he hurried excitedly past the hoarding:
shack and caught the day-shift just as
they tvere starting for the tunnel.
"Bill, he's gone up the canon foamin'
mad, I tell you!" he exclaimed.
"But I took notice that it's because
Ansell struck the trail this mornln'
for Meeteetse without a word to Bill
to get a warrant for ma!"
"A warrant for ma!" echoed a dozen
voices.
"Yes.' affirmed Bummer Dan.
"Don't know's I ever saw Bill so hoppin'
mad. You see, Ansell was uneasy
after he heard what ma said last
night, so he gets up along about three
this mornin' and goes over to the
joint. He came right back and woke
me up and said he wa'n't gxjln' to
[wait to speak to Bill about the matter.
Said you was all clean daft when the
old woman was mixed up in things!
Said if he couldn't shoot her, he could
arrest her?"
"He better try it!" yelled Whispering
Will.
"Say boys, the Gale's Ridge outflt'll
stand by ma if she smashes all the
saloons in Bighorn county, heh?"
called Shanks, glancing behind him."
"No use askin' such a fool question!"
came the prompt response.
Bummer Dan took off his hat and
passed a red handkerchief across his
forehead, remarking, "It is rather
tough on Bill, though."
No one volunteered a reply. His
loss was the other side of the question,
and It was a solemn outfit that awaited
developments that day?and a surprised
outfit when the developments
came.
At dinner time Society Bill was still
absent and when the men gathered
into the shack for supper he was not
among them. Harve, the flunky,
waited silently on thirty-five silent
boarders. Ma was busy In the kitchen.
When dinner was half over, Society
Bill entered, and without a
word stepped over the bench beside
the pine table and sat down in the
vacant place. No one appeared to
notice him, until Shartks ventured to
ask, with forced carelessness, "Seen
anything of Ansell yet?" A backward
glance assured Shanks that ma was
still in the kitchen.
Every one ate fast, but listened
hard and looked everywhere else except
at Society Bill.
The latter's face exhibited a curious
mixture of anger and embarrassment.
"Seen Ansell?" he growled. "No.
He's hiked out to Meeteetse?where
he belongs!"
Lightning Hank leaned back and
looked out of the door. "Guess he
don't calculate, he hiked out to stay,
for here he comes, lookin' like he
owned the camp."
Ansell strode in with an expression
of triumph, just as Ma Staples appeared
in the kitchen doorway. Behind
him came a constable, coatless,
and with side-arms very much in
evidence.
Without a glance at the diners. Ansell's
eyes lighted on ma, and his
finger pointed. "There she Is!" he
announced, loudly, to his companion.
"Arrest her!" And he spat tobacco
juico bravely on the floor.
There ensued an Instant's silence.
Thirty-six knives were poised at
varying angles. Thirty-six men choked
and stared, but ma's face never
changed its color, nor did the hands
resting on her hips tremble. She
was anxiously regarding the floor in
front of Ansell. The constable flushed
and hung back.
"Do your duty!" commanded Ansell,
lodging another supply of to
Dacco juice on me noor.
"Bless Moses!" ejaculated ma, severely.
"Them boards were scrubbed
only this mornin'! My boys never
spit on tho floor."
Her familiar anxiety broke the spell.
Society Bill rose. So did Shanks. So
did Whispering Will and the Hoosler.
"You didn't tell me," stammered
the constable, backing toward the
door, "that I'd got to arrest a?a?
lady." Ma Staples's fame had reached
Meeteetse.
"What if I didn't?" cried Ansell.
"She's a housebreaker, and I ain't
goin' to be beat by a woman."
There was a clatter of benches
overturned as the Gale's Ridge men
came to their feet. There was a rattle
of dishes as the outfit plunged,
without regard as to how they got
there, toward Ansell, but they came
up suddenly against Society Bill. Society
Bill was pale. His embarrassment
had increased.
"Arrestin' ma, are you?" he asked,
In a curiously quiet voice. "What
for?"
"You know!" stormed Ansell.
"Wasn't she heard to threaten last ,
night?"
"Say, Ansell," interrupted Society
Bill, "whose money was it that paid
for them wet goods, tell me that?"
The men looked at each other In
amazement. Was not that the very
thing he had been trying to conceal
from ma all these days?
"Bill always makes it a point to do
his thinkin' after his speakin'!" muttered
the Hoosier, in exasperation.
"Say!" demanded Society Bill, as
the other did not reply instantly.
"Yours did!" retorted Ansell. (
"Bless Moses!" exclaimed ma, in
dismay. 1
"Yes, mine did," repeated Bill, "and i
the loss is mine, and 'twas up to you
to mind vour business and leave the
matter to me?" He paused, stammering,
while the color rose. Then
his eyes lighted on Ma Staples, and
the sight of her seemed to wring the
truth from him. "I figured that I
wouldn't have to give myself away,"
he began, impulsively, "but this here
fool move?" waving his hand to- |
ward Ansell. "I might as well tell
you here and now that ma didn't
have anythin' to do with puttin' that 1
Joint out of workin' order last night.
I did it myself, and I ain't answerln'
any questions as to why, either!"
Two hours later, up in the tunnel,
the Hoosier recovered speech. He
leaned against the back of the loaded (
car and scratched his head. "I'm
thinkin', Shanks," he said, "that maybe
ma ought to have more credit than
Bill gave her for bustin' up his saloon!"?Youth's
Companion.
WALL STREET HOODOOS.
Men Who For No Apparent Reason
Do Not Succeed In Business.
Wall street people are superstitious.
They will deny it when told so, but If '
you ask any one in the street if he
ever knew a hoodoo he will say, "yes,
many a one." '
Such a one was a cotton expert,
who, highly recommended, applied for '
a place with a Stock Exchange house
that had bought a Cotton Exchange
a new field of speculation to its clients. 1
The applicant was in every way de- 1
siralde save for the fact that three
houses with which he had been con- \
neeted had failed, though not one for
a dishonest reason. He was rejected ,
as a hoodoo.
Shortly afterward he made a con- ,
nection with another house to fill a !
similar want and proved a very val- '
uatde man in his sphere, but within a j
year the fourth house failed. j
The hoodoo is often a man whom
everybody likes, speaks well of and ]
recommends to every one else, with the j
one reservation?he is a man who un- !
accountably has not succeeded. There
is nothing whatever against him; he ]
is honest and shrewd and all that, but !
?unsuccessful.
Once the hoodoo becomes known as
such he must attach himself to the ]
newcomers?those who do not know, i
have not been warned or who are so i
new and confident as not to care. Each ;
connection he makes is a little less de- j
sirahle, until he finally reaches the j
stage at which he is ashamed of his j
associations.?Strand.
m
The Discharge.?"What's the mat- i
tel. Bilklns? You look discouraged," j
said Slithers. <
"I am." said Bilklns. "I had to dis- <
charge the cook this morning. She J
was on the rampage all night."
"Fine!" laughed Slithers. "What j
did you say to her?" ?
"I told her to leave the house." said J
Slithers. I
"And di?l she?" asked Bilklns.
"She did." sighed Bilklns, "but you j
wouldn't know it for the same house 1
after she'd left it."?Harper's Weekly. '
CATCHING COLD.
How It Can Be Done and How It May
Be Avoided.
Coryza '8 an inflammation of 'ho
mucous membrane lining the cavities
of the nasal passage and may be either
of the acute or chronic variety. In
its acute form it is generally called "a
cold in the head." The reason for this
is that, given certain conditions of the
system which tend to inflamed mucous
membrane, the acute attack can very
often be traced to exposure, to corj,
draughts or damp. It can perhans
just as often be traced to heat, dust
and stuffiness, but whatever may be
the final touch, it is certain that the
victim of coryza was in a condition in
which his powers of resistance were
reduced or he could not have "caught
cold."
It is of great importance, says the
Youth's Companion, that those people
who spend many months of the year
traveling from one attack of coryza to
another should learn just where to
place the blame for their trouble. It
is a pity to get Into the habit of blaming
every open door or window or
dreading every unexpected breath of
air, because this only leads to the
course of life most to be avoided. If a
person find himself with the "catching
cold' habit Increasing winter by
winter, depend upon it, there is something
wrong, and that something is not
fresh air, because that is the very thing
he of all people most needs. In such
a case the daily habits should be carefully
overhauled.
Does the sufferer overeat, and especially
does he take too much animal
food and too little exercise? This
mistake is at the root of the coryza
habit in many cases. It is simply the
sign of rebellion on the part of the
overloaded system. Often the trouble
may be traced to too much heavy
clothing, to rooms kept too warm and
to an atmosphere dried up with steam
heat and no ventilation. People who
sleep in shut-up, stuffy bedrooms ought
to live in a state of grateful surprise
if they do not have constant colds.
The change that can be produced In
the human constitution In this respect
by a continuous course of common
sense applied to dally life Is almost
like miracle working. But the course
must be begun today and kept up at
least 3155 days In the year. The cold
catcher must pay minute attention to
the digestive process, and is probably
better off to eat meat not more than
once a day, at the most. His bedroom
Wlliuuw ilium nia> upcn ? iniv? uiiu
summer, not two Inches, but all the
way open. He must accustom himself
to cold-water bathing. This does not
necessarily mean Ice-water bathing.
A bath thermometer Is a cheap purchase
and 65 degrees is cold enough
for most persons. ,
Deep, slow breathing with the mouth
closed should be constantly practiced,
and never more faithfully than at the
moment when a cold seems to be In
the act of getting itself "caught."?St.
Louis Olobe-Democrat.
LOYALTY OF AFRICAN NATIVE.
He Preferred to Die By His Load
Rather Than Abandon It.
While journeying through Central
Africa once, after several days of severe
marching, the men of Alfred J.
Swann's caravan failed to reach camp.
He returned to them with water and
assistance, and finding the carts with
only half their crew, he asked where
the heavy load was, and they replied,
"Miles behind." It was on this journey
that he witnessed a remarkable
Instance of the endurance and loyalty
of a black man.
Fearing the men would be starved,
writes Mr. Swann in "Fishtinsr the
Slave-Hunters In Central Africa," we
pressed on toward them, and finally
discovered the load drawn up under a
bush. Searching round for traces of
the crew, I heard a voice faintly call
out:
"I am alive, but give me water!"
On looking into the bush, we discovered
the leader, sheltered from the
sun, and after giving him water, I
asked:
"Where are the others?"
"Gone on to camp," he replied, "for
food and water."
"Why did you not go?"
"No, master, I could not leave the
boat section. My name is Mahaububu.
I was one of Livingstone's boys. I
should have died by the load. I cut
off the hide lashings and ate them,
and the roots I dug up and sucked for
moisture."
Let no man question, concludes Mr.
Swann, the ability of black men to
perform loyal service after evidence
of such heroic conduct.?Youth's Companion.
Terrible Death of Whaler.
The whaling industry upon which
the prosperity of a few New England
ports was once founded, is supposed
to have passed away. No more does
the odor of whale oil give peculiar
flavor to an entire township. No longer
are pompous rectangular mansions
pointed out as "whale fortunes." The
day is gone when sailors in from three
year voyages spent their shares In a
week or two and blithely signed on
again for other sueh terms of danger
and toil.
Yet whales are still pursued and the
pursuit is not all by steamers with
outfits of harpoon guns, patent tryingout
vats and safety devices for boat
crews. Word has come in a roundabout
way to Provincetown. which Is
on the tip of Cape Cod, that the mate
of a whaler, hailing from that port,
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AN ABSORI
It is wonderful how the sub.
and crops up on all occasions. I
or counting houses to hear it dis
Two men seldom ever meet
for a moment's chat, without me
lit"\vs|j?L|>frs ill ruiiuuui u-uu sinu i
more than half the items refer to
You can conceive many situa
topia It may be a "jacking up" f
expenditure for this thing or tha
money on hand.
It may he Inferred that it is
the world go round." and that w
it revolve.
"How much money is in it'."
when the subscription list goes ar
If it is a matter of benevolem
ly to he small, or put off for furt
Whether the subject is being
pleasant standpoint, it is a convt
To have it you must take car
placing it on deposit in OUR R.
The FIRST NA'
YORKVI1
PAYS 4 PKR CKNT COMPOUNF
(). E. WILKIN'S. President.
Ill Him >llll?MiHHIIIII?iit?l*?.M
had been drowned while making ?
strike. He had "flung the iron," had
seen "her sink to the hitches," and
then had been drawn overboard In a
twist of the line. In the excitement oi
the cast he had made a fatal step Intc
the coll, been caught in the twinkling
of an eye, whipped from the boat. H?
was never seen again.
It is a frightful way to die, yet we
know from the stories they told and
the observations they made that the
old-time whalers beheld merit and
honor in such a way to death. They
said they preferred to die liki men Ir
the moment of triumph and high tension
than slowly and weakly upon a
bed ashore and, since we remember
ilit?in iu iici v tf uccn iiicii, every iiiuii
of them, their preference commands
respect.?Exchange.
FAIRY TALES FOR CHILDREN.
Little Ones Need Sustenance For Theii
Thoughts and Fancies.
"Let children have fairy tales,'
urges Lady Tennant in the London
Times, on the ground that early childhood
does not need Instruction sc
much as shape and sustenance for Its
own thoughts and fancies. It is
through the old stories and the works
of great writers, she thinks, that children
can best be put In possession ol
the freedom, which, in the words ol
Jean Paul Richter, makes them citizens
of the divine city of Romance.
neaaing aioua 10 cnnaren sne regara?
as of far-reaching importance.
There la the instance of a child of
five years who has been hearing with
absorbing interest the story of Joseph
and his brethren. Some days after he
was telling his mother a story and
with glowing eyes he said: "And
dreaming, I saw a king's throne, and
the king's servant standing beside the
throne." It was not difficult to trace
the source of the impression that had
led him to clothe his thoughts in such
language.
Let th> children have the old books
read to them. There will come days
when they will prefer to read an excellent
modern detective story, or to
buy a magazine. We must remind ourselves
that possibly they would be
prigs if they did otherwise: not
should we. I think, on any account
check reading of any kind. But in the
early days when they are still being
read to, when they are so young that
It lies in the mother's choice what they
shall be hearing, then. I say, let them
hear the old books, or. If the choice
fall on books of later date, let them
he the works of great writers.
IMPORTANCE OF
HEALTHY KIDNEYS
Vorkville Readers Should Learn tc
Keep the Kidneys Well.
The kidneys have a big work to do,
All the blood in the body is coursing
through the kidneys constantly to be
freed of poisonous matter. It Is e
heavy enough task when the kidneyi
are well, hut a cold, chill, fever 01
some thoughtless exposure is likely tc
irritate, inflame and congest the kidneys
and Interrupt the puriflying work
Then the aching begins, and is usually
accompanied by some irregularI
Ity of the urine?too frequent pas
sages, sediment or retention. Thousands
testify to the wonderful merit
of Doan's Kidney Pills, a remedy foi
the kidneys only, that has been used Ir
kidney troubles 75 years. You will
make no mistake In following this
Yorkville citizen's advice.
W. H. Berndon, Main St., Yorkville
S. C., says. "I was subject to attacks
of backache and I was troubled by Irregular
passages of the kidney secretions.
Doan's Kidney Pills which 1
got at the York Drug Store, restored
me to good health. I can recommend
this remedy highly, for I know that 11
acts Just as represented."
For sale by all dealers. Price 6C
cents. Foster-Mllburn Co., Buffalo
New York, sole agents for the United
States.
Remember the name?DOAN'S?and
take no other.
CAROLINA SPECIAL
High Class Electrically Lighted Train
Between Charleston, S. C., and Cincinnati,
Ohio, via Southern Railway
and C. N. O. and T. P. Railway, Running
Through Columbia, Spartanburg,
Asheville, Knoxville, Harrimar
Junction and Lexington, Ky., consisting
of first-class Coaches, Pullman
Drawing Room Sleeping Car,
Pullman Observation Sleeping Car
QIIU I_yiIIIIIJ5 V^ai kJtl YIV-V.
Solid Between
Charleston and Cincinnati
On the Following Schedules:
Westbound No. 7.
Leave Charleston 9.00a.m
Leave Summerville 9.38a.m
Leave Columbia 1.00p.m.
Leave Spartanburg 4.15p.m
Arrive Ashevllle 7.37p.m
Arrive Cincinnati 10.00a.m.
Eastbound No. 8.
Leave Cincinnati 6.30p.m
Leave Ashevllle 10.25a.m.
Arrive Spartanburg 1.40p.m.
Arrive Columbia 4.45p.m,
Arrive Summerville 8.05p.m.
Arrive Charleston 8.45p.m.
Connecting at Cincinnati with
through trains for Chicago, Cleveland,
Detroit, St. Paul, Seattle, St. Louis,
Kansas City, Denver, San Francisco
and points West and Northwest.
E. H. Coapman, V. P. and G. M.; S. H.
Hard wick, P. T. M.; H. F. Cary, G. P.
A.; J. L. Meek, A. S. P. A.; W. E. McGee,
D. P. A.
Excursion Rates Via Southern Rwy.
Charlottesville, Va.: Account University
of Virginia Summer School.
Tickets on sale June 17th, 19th, 20th,
23rd, 24th, 26th, and July 3rd and
10th, limited fifteen days, unless extended
at Charlottesville, until September
30th, 1911.
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|ect of money permeates everything,
t is not necessary to enter the Banks
cussed.
on the streets or upon the highway
ntioning it. If you will take the
heir pages, ten to one you will find
money, either directly or indirectly,
ttions, where it is not a pleasant
or an over due account, a too liberal
it. Bills coining in too fast for the
money and not "love" that "makes
e are all as busy as can be helping
" is about the first question asked
ound for the new enterprise,
e or charity, the investment is likeher
consideration.
discussed from a pleasant or un'iiient
thing to have,
e of it. There is no better way than
\nk. :
riONAL BANK,
-.LE, S. C.
)KD FOUR TIMES A YEAR.
H. C. ALLEIN, Cashier.
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fl LO\V PRICES
J Men's $5.00 Low Cut Shoes, a
frit Men's $3.50 and $4 Oxfords ai
1 ?; Ladles' Low Shoes, $3.50 Valii
X' Ladies' Low Shoes, $2.50 Vali
i j Children's $1.25 Oxfords, at 98
. Children's Oxfords, 85c and $
?1 long as they last, at 58 CTS.
1 Xj Children's Soft Sole Shges, 25
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<l? All $3.50 and $4 Pants, at $2.'
?; All $2.50 Pants, at $1.98 Pair
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i LIST YOUH PROPERTY WITH ME
IP YOU WANT TO SELL?
? FOR SALE ?
33 3-4 Acres?One and one-half mile J
I of Yorkville, near Pinckney road, good
| .'i-room house; all necessary outbuildings;
will rent for 1,200 lbs. cotton. *
Property of E. E. Steele. Price $1,050.
The Spencer Lots are now for sale,
, and I have plat of same In my office.
We are prepared to give liberal terms. 1
Also to build residences for you. Buy 1
quick before they are all sold.
; 91 Acres?More or less; the J. J.
j Thomas place near Dave Clark; 1 good
i residence, 7-rooms; 1 tenant house, 3i
rooms; 60 acres in cultivation; a 1
splendid home near school, church, 1
> etc. $3,200. 3} miles of Yorkville.
Two lots of the Herndon property on
West Madison St., Joining Herndon
' lots. $100 Each. <
19R A cms?Two mllps of Rethanv: '
Joining W. B. Stroup and others; 30
[ acres In cultivation, 95 acres in tim.
ber. Price $2,350.
1191-2 Acree?A 4-room house, 11
, miles of Bethany High school at $30
per acre.
203 Acres?Three miles of Clover,
near St. Paul's church, a 2-story, 9room
house; 100 acres In cultivation;
3 good tenant houses. A very fine
( farm. Joins J. C. Lilly,
i 419 Acres?Three miles Hickory
Grove; the J. Yancy Whitesides place;
good strong land; large dwelling, etc.
[ Price $12.50 per acre.
| For sale the Rose Hotel; large brick
| building, half block from public square,
: almost opposite the court house. To
build this hotel would cost much money.
It is now on the market. We desire
to sell for division among 'v.e
I legatees.
, 325 Acres?Wylle Hafner home
I place, a nine-room dwelling, four tenant
houses, 3-rooms each. Will also
| put in 3 good mules. Price 34,000.
Easily rent for ten bales of cotton;
6 miles of Sharon.
111 Acres?On King's Mountain public
highway; good sand road; 8 miles
from Yorkville; land Ilea level; nice
6-room dwelling, 2 stories; 1 mile from
Bethany High school; a nice 4-room
tenant house; good barn. Place is level
and in a high state of cultivation
i Price $50 per acre. Price and location
cannot be beat in York county. Property
of J. A. Ratteree.
One Roller Mill, Gins and Corn Mill,
' 2 Engines and boilers, 6 acres of land
i on Clark's Fork, 3} miles of King's
Creek station. Price $3,500.
2021-2 Acres?Of land in Ebenezer
, township, about 3 miles from Ebene,
zer; a 6-room dwelling aid 3 tenant
houses; 7 miles of Rock Hill; a part
of the Dlnsmore Farris land.
One lot?Woodland Park, city of
Rock Hill, 50x196. Price $400.
150 Acres?Two miles from Yorkville
on the Sharen road; property of J. Q.
Wray; rents for 9 bales of cotton
easily; one dwelling, 2 good tenant
houses. Land is strong and productive.
The beautiful home of W. J. P. Wy
lie, 2 miles from McConnellsvllle. A
nice 1-story cottage, 6 rooms; a good J
2-story barn, 3 good tenant houses.
108 acres, land red subsoil, strong i
land.
991-2 Acres?Six miles of Yorkville,
1 dwelling, 7-room8; J mile of school,
J mile from Beersheba church. Price
, $1,875.
75 Acree?Of the John M. Thomasson
homestead; a nice location; gooa,
, strong land. Price $50 an acre.
951-2 Acree?The home of J. P.
, Barnes, Delphos; 1 nice 4-room dwellt
ing and 2 good tenant houses; close
to school and church; a good neighborhood.
Joins J. B. Scott and J. F.
| Carson.
240 Acree?Property of F. N. Lynn;
Joining Robt. Moore, J. J. Sherrer; it
is rolling, but is good, strong land;
has a 6-horse farm open on it; 1 dwell- '
lng house, 8-rooms; big barn, crlba
etc. Price $13 per acre.
ONE MINUTi
Your personal appearance is oi
cause of the favorable impress
business people with whom yo
were not true, would not a $5.5
as well as would a $25.00 suit
the $25.00 garment, don't you?
How About Your P\
It Is Your Personal R
you are unable to do business fi
marks of Cheapness and Poor
bad impression on the man yo
That's reasonable, is it not?
Better give THE YORK
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Printed Matter of a Quality th,
sion. The difference in cost fc
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appearance is very great. Giv
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HCES WILL MAKE IT WORTH
ON SHOES. I
t $3.98. [
t $3.19. j*
ies, at $2.98. X
les, at $1.98. 31
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;l Values, sizes 3's to 7 1-2's, as f
CTS and Up. $
EIGHT PANTS. X
ne quick?hence the low prices. &
values.
75 Pair. *
OTHING. $
a suit here at the reduced prices. *
ffer you. A
112 Values, going at $6.98 Suit.
nd Up. ?
DS. WE WILL BE GLAD TO f '
iAD TO SEE. IT PLEASE8 US ?
THELEADER |
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THE BEST EVER
We still have a car of the best StailFed
Tennessee Steers that ever happened
In this part of the country. All
meats are well refrigerated before It
Is cut. If you are not one of our customers,
you are missing a treat in the
way of good meats.
THE CITY MARKET,
C. F. SHERER, Prop.
J?REAL ESTATE.
The beautiful residence and cottage,
home of Sam'l McCall in Clover, on
King's Mountain street; 6-rooms,
house is nicely painted, nice hedge and
Bhade; barn and stable; everything
complete; good well water. Price
11,400.
91 Aores?Parks Parish place, property
of J. F. Smith, a nice new cottage,
a splendid location for country store.
Nice land at New Zion cross road.
128 Acres?At New Zion. Property
of J. F. Smith; new house, good barn,
out buildings, etc. Cheap. Write for
prices.
100 Aores?One mile from Filbert, 3
miles Clover on Tork and Clover road.
Joining lands of J. M. Stroup and others.
Property of J. A. Tate. Price
^ par mere, neou tor t.tvv iu>. cotton;
3-horse farm open.
61 Aores?1} miles Tlrz&h, on Rock
Hill road; land lies level; BO acres in
cultivation; joins J. L. Moss, Bob Ward
and Southern R. R.. Price $40 per acre.
J. C. Wallace.
310 Acres?Near state line, land lies
rolling, about 40 acres in cultivation,
balance In wood; a nice 6-room cottage;
newly painted and rodded; a fine
bargain; $15 per acre. John Wells
place.
Mrs Metta's beautiful residence In
Yorkvllle; everything la in flrst-clasa
condition, with twelve good rooms;
sewerage and water In the dwelling.
Lot 198 feet front. 843 feet deep, with
a lane entering the premises from
Madison street.
40 Acres?At Quthriesvllle depot,
facing C. A N.-W. R. R. Price $50 an
sere.
208 Acres?Two and one-half miles
Lockhart mills; 1 3-room house; 20
acres in cultivation, 175-acres In wood
?most pine. Jno. Ned Thomson place.
201 Acres?In Ebeneser township; 1
dwelling 1| story high, B rooms; alao
tenant house 6 rooms If story high.
Price $11 per acre. Property of M. B.
Massey.
One 4-room house and 30 aores of
land at Filbert, facing King's Mountain
highway and joining King's Mountain
Chapel.
69 Acres?Bounded by the lands of
D. M. Parrott, J. J. McCarter, J. B.
Wood and J. C. Lilly; the property
if J. C. Wood. Will put a six-room
tenant house on the place. Will sell for
($37) thirty-seven dollars an acre.
The residence and store room combined
In the town of Yorkvllle of Geo.
Sherer. It Is three lots from the court
bouse. It has a large store room, easily
rents for $20, another room rents for
IB. About two acres of land; 8 nice
rooms in the residence. Price $4,000.
150 Acres?Near Clay Hill; 1 dwelling;
all necessary outbuildings?part
if the A. A. Barron place?$10.00 an
ere.
136 Acres?Including the Baird A
Hudson place near Concord church; S
?ood houses; 60 acres in cultivation?
MR Ort an anna Prnnortu nf M R
Massey.
115 Acres?1 dwelling, and two tenint
houses; 90 acres under cultivation.
20 acres In timber; 2| miles of Smyrla.
Price, $15.00 per acre. T. B.
Nichols.
96 Acres?Mrs. J. Frank Wallace
place, 2 dwellings on It; 8 miles of
Forkvllle on public highway, near New
Zlon church. Price $1,425.
285 Acres?Joins Wm. Biggers, Meek
Faulkner, Jim McOill; 5-horse farm;
I house, 6-rooms, 75 acres under cultivation;
185 acres in timber. Seme
aw timber; near to Bnon church; 8|
nlles Smyrna; 4 tenant houses, 35
teres of bottom land. Price $15.00 per
icre. A. J. Boheler property.
Miss Dolly Miller residence?a bargain.
50 Acres?Joins A. J. Boheler, Westmoreland
and Ed Whltealdes corners
tt London siding; 1 house, 1 story, 3rooms,
20 acres under cultivation,
plenty of firewood; orchard, good
ipring, i mile of Canaan church, 1 mile
>f Smyrna station, good barn. Price
116.00 per aors.
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