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' * - gf* i'l':'Vif'*, v ." A SUCK SCHEME. A Great Many Women Gulled by a Marriage Syndicate. WERE EASY VICTIMS. Three Thousand of Them Were Anxious to Get Husbands. Some Qtieer Finds From a Search of the Rooms of James Williams. Alias James Marshall, Who Was the Manager of the Syndicate. Many startling facts have been brought to the surface by an examination of the house in Philadelphia used by the "Marriage Syndicate" about which we published a short article last week. Convinced by the recent confession of James Matthias Williams, alias James Marshall, the head of the Brown street marriage syndicate, that he is withholding from them much of his past, the detectives working on the case are making a rigid investigation to uncover rr.ore facts. They believe that his career previous to marrying "Teenie" Marshall, to whom he confessed he was married in St. Louis, November 14, 1902, was one abounding with dark see rets, and since the institution of his marriage syndicate it has been none the less full of adventure. The detectives believe that Williams has been married to many women in the West. With the object of verifying the statement in the man's confession that he was married to "Teenie" Marshall in St. Louis, David Johnson, superintendent of the Bryant Detective Agency, has started for the Western city. He expects to learn more concerning Williams' career after having worked on the case there, and nas taken with him the names and addresses of several hundred of his St. Louis correspondents. "I fully believe we have a second Johanna Hoch in Williams," said Edward Bryant, a detective. "Wealready have a strong proof of crookedness in his career, in addition to the bigamy charge in this city. He oifered the men who were taking him to prison the other night $5,000 if they would let him escape." Bryant, with a number of detectives, has completed an exhaustive search of the house at 5122 Brown street, where the matrimonial game was conducted. A number of letters' from those in this state who joined ! the syndicate have been turned to the postal authorities, and they will comunnicate with the persons whose names are on the letters, in order to see what was the outcome of the transaction. It is thought that other marriages by Williams may be disclosed by this means. In a rear room on the second floor were found a number of pieces of supposed gold ore. They were in reality bits of rock in which were imbedded particles of gold leaf. At first glance they might be mistaken for ore from a gold mine. On a table near the "ore" was a box of blank certificates for stock in the "Monte Christo" Mining company. One of Marshall's boasts was that he owned a gold mine in Montana, The detectives believe that he used the ore and the certificates to impress the gullible women whom he intended to marry. Among other things found were i. A-__ d d A- ? - vwenvy-uve xiuicy vests, nine men s hats, and no end of coats and trousers. A bottle of hair dye was found on a mantel. Several suit cases full of clothes were found in the house, as if the couple had made preparations to jump quickly if taken by surprise. There are many curious missives in the 3.000 letters received by the syndicates. They came from every section of the United States, principally from the West and Mexico, Canada, and far-away British Columbia. There was hardly a newsEaper of prominence in the country ut published the syndicate's alluring advertisement. The letters ran the gamut from the sixteen-year-old girl with blonde hair and blue eyes to the widow of two-score years and ten, with gray hair and plump appearance. From the general run of the letters it can be seen that most of the victims were extremely anxious to get a man with lots of money no i matter how old he happened to be. Manv of them showed refinempnt and intelligence. Some of them were I fine specimens of the ignorant and flimsy character of their writes. Some of them were giddy girls not yet past twenty, who were lonely and wanted a man who would be kind to them. Among the letters are some from men of business standing in various cities. They fell such easy victims to the advertisement that they used their own business letterhead paper on which to answer. Nurses, matrons of hospitals, milliners, dressmakers, boarding-school girls, and women of leisure took a chance in answering the advertisement. Among every one of them paid from $1 to $5 to join the syndicate. The price they paid was marked in ink on their letter after the money was received. One of the letters read: "Sincere, 5122 Brown st., Philadelphia, Pa.?I will be pleased to cor respondent with. All the necessary social advantages may be had. Let me have your proposition, so that your intentions may be known. Very sincerely. Lock Box 183, East Liberty Sta.. Pittsburg." This letter was marked No. 48, and the sender paid $2. A poor working girl wrote: "Dear Sir: By reading the?I have seen that you desire to correspond, and as I am an everyday working girl, whether or not you object to that I do not know, but have not much time to go out. I would like to correspond with you. I end my jpaeg11 P'lfl BEAUTY ALL AROUND. The Story of ttio Plough Boy and | a Mousa. * The Thought That First Inspired Burns and Gave the World a Great Poet. One day a boy, poor son of poverty-stricken parents, was driving a plow through the sterile soil of a rocky field. The task was hateful to him. He did not like to work, and what manual labor he did was done reluctantly. Only because his father and all the children were compelled to cultivate a wretched farm to avoid starvation, was this boy found on that bleak autumn day listlessly holding a ramshackle outfit pulled by a cadaverous horse. His body was there but his thoughts were elsewhere and his waking hours were spent in bemoaning his miserable lot. While in this frame of mind the ploughshare ran through a mouse's nest, from which the dazed occupant fled in timid terror. This would mean nothing to the ordinary plow boy. Millions of them, before and since, have turned up the nest of a field mouse, have pursued and killed the occupant and thought no more about it. Not so, this particular farm boy. He thought much about it during the rest of the day, and after he turned out wearily for the day his thoughts still dwelt upon the helpless creature that had been ruthlessly deprived of house and home and thrown upon the charities of a cold and unfeeling world. The result was a poem and such a poem as had never before fallen from the pen of man. The poor farmer's boy put himself in the place of the mouse and spoke to the world from the mouse's standpoint. Infinite was the pathos, profound the philosophy, crowded into this brief composition. It meant little to the mouse, whose injury was beyond reEairing, but it meant much for the oy, nothing less than a crown of fadeless immortality? Much yet remains unsung and though there is no longer a Burns to sing the songs of nature, to extract beauty from the humblest incidents of farm life, the lesson he inculcated has not lost its value. Real happiness consists in seeing the charm of things all around us. in appreciating the sweets that are set before us, above Q11 in t VlO fonwlftf ? *1- - ... .I.v KH.uil.jr Ui iucail?lll){ UIC commonplace. We must not wait for great events, spectacular occurrences, for things to occur on a grand scale. It is the ordinary that happens every minute, every hour; the extraordinary comes but seldom. It is all there before the farmer, even the humblest, much to be admired, something to be appreciated at the full. If there was a poem in the frightened mouse, why not in the crippled gosling, the motherless calf, the blooming flowers, the growing grain, the lowing herds and the canticles of the farmyard. "The kingdom of heaven is without you" is the most valuable of Christ's savings. If not found there, it will not be found in gorgeous cathedrals, in solemn temf>les or in the mystic land of languid onging. If we wait for to-morrow it may never come; today, this minute, is all that belongs to us. Daily life is but a routine, the going over and over of the same things. It will surely become tiresome to those who have not learned how to pluck beauty from the wayside, how to continue to love what is seen constantly on every hand. The music is all there if a harpist be present to touch the oatt!O* O /AH* ? -? ? ' *? ?U1 uo, a iCW WIICB BU UIIK 111 U Window being sufficient to extract from the roving wind melodies worthy of Mozart. Blessed is the gift of extracting good from everything and thrice blessed the messages of encouragement and comfort that are brought by the faculty of appreciating the common things around us. All are not philosophers and all cannot be poets, but every one can learn that he has before him in substance all that can be boasted by the richest. Rockefeller's palace is no more to him than the nest was to the mouse and, more fortunate than the wealthiest millionaire, the little rodent had a Robert Burns to immortalize its name in song. Though we may not be able to sing, we are able to appreciate the song when sung, and after investigating the question from all sides it will be found that herein lies the secret of the much sought happiness. It is before you, in the rustle of the November leaves, the sighing of the autumnal breezes, the plaintive cries of departing birds and the warmth that causes the children to cluster around the family fireside. Two more safe crackers have been convicted and sent to the penitentiary for ten years each. These convictions were at Spartanburg. This makes about a dozen or mere pickpockets and safe crackers that are serving time in the South Carolina Penitentiary. This kind of treatment will do more to rid the State of this class of rascals than anything else. Let the good work go on. letter, awaiting a reply and wishing you a merry Christmas. I remain." Letter No. 30, from a man, was marked $2. It read: "My dear Lady: I am a traveling salesman for a big firm in Chicago and getting a salary of $50 a week. 1 am lonesome and would like to marry. Write me about it. Yours truly." ( Another letter read: "Mr. E'.fierly Gentleman: I am ( sure I would like to meet you, but do I have to go all the way to Philadel- , Shia, or will you come to the "Smoky , ity?"' "Respectfully yours, "Miss B. Marshall, , "Gen. Del., Piatsburg." | Miffpp A MAN EATER. Hunters Story Of The Killing Of A Dreaded Tiger, HAPPENED IN INDIA. Following the Trail of the Brute Through an Indian Jungle in Company With a Native Whose Wife it Had Carried Off and Who Had Gone Insane From Grief, and Who Died With Jojr. It was in India. I came out to breakfast one morning and found a chap hunkering on the veranda? queer sort of nigger; never saw anything like him before or since?Brood deal of Bhil in him, I think, writes Francis Campbell in the Westminister Gazette. Anyhow, he came to ask me if I'd go and shoot a man man eater that had afflicted his village for two months and carried off twenty persons, the last two being his own wife and sister. He was the headman of the villiage. He had come himself to make quite sure of the sahib's hearing all about it. It was a great tiger?very great and and powerful?not old or mangry, he would answer for it. He had seen the tiger when it carried off his wife. Ana all the while he talkee he kept folding the ends of a piece of muslin he wore across his body like a scarf ?a frayed, torn piece of stuff, just the color of a wallflower, brownish red. "Fifteen little ones and five women hath this tiger killed out of my people," he said. "Will my lord come and slay it?" Well, I said, I'd have a try, making up my mind, for all he said, that it was both ancient and mangy. Tigers don't take to man eating till they've lost their teeth. However, this particular beast seemed to come it rather strong, and I thought I'd like to pot him. I got leave and we went off together, the man showing me the way. I soon spotted the fact that he was mad?mad as a hatter. If the tiger had taken his wife it had also taken his brains; he was a bit creepy as a travelling companion, and the oddest part of his lunacy was to be forever caressing that torn muslin thing he wore?kissing it and stroking it and talking to it as if the thing understood?and all about "My Lord the Tiger" and the sudden destruction that was coming on him. When we got to the village I didn't wonder he was dotty. He had been married only a week and the wife was, according to the village, a speckless beauty. They had been promised to each other from childhood and it had taken him nearly all his life to save enough to buy her?pretty hard luck. The tiger came on them as they were drawing water?came out of the jungle bek.VJ 4.1 1 4. 1. 1.1 iiuiu uiciii cuiu luuk. nit; woman, l/ne lunatic had pursued it till brought forcibly back by the villagers. How is that for luck?a naked, unarmed man against a tiger? I began to respect my lunatic, and since he could not fire a gun I gave him an Afghan knife and showed him how to use it. The first knight we had no luck. The second night the brute drank a mile below its usual place. But early on the dawn of the third day they came racing to tell us that the tiger had carried away a man from the well and had taken to the jungle. The lunatic got out his knife and wiped it. "To-day, Sahib," he said quietly, "we shall kill him. I will lead the way." How he picked up the track through the jungle I don't know; but he did. Then we lost it, but found it again in the river bed and followed it upward for about a mile, the stream growing thinner and and the bed narrower, till at last it disappeared and we had to 1> urst our way through vines and bamboo grass over a ladder of red hot stones. The lunatic was dripping from PUprv nrvr*i on/1 nonfinrv lil//* ? j j'v/? v. Miiu puiiviiig uuc a uiuiui , but he never ceased to taunt the invisible tiger, as if it were already dead?harking back to its remote ancestry and mocking at the virtues of tigresses dead a thousand years ago. and all the time fingering that end of brown muslin. Suddenly we came into a little level where the now dried up stream poured over a ledge of rock, hollowed out beneath into a narrow cave, cool and shadowy. And there, crouched to spring?my Lord the Tiger. I felt him coming and had just time to fling myself aside. Blest if I didn't go rolling down over the water smoothed stones into the cave and arrived with my right hand clutching the gun outflung beside me. Why it didn't go off is a mysteay. 1 just had time to aim when my Lord crashed back, his spring having landed him among the bamboos. The lunatic was making such a fiendish row with two flat stones, shrieking and bellowing simultaneously, that the brute in the strong sunlight was dazed?and furious, of course?and made for his liar, open mouthed and snarling. I was standing right in the entrance when he came at me. I put the charge down his throat. He came on at me, but I expected him to drop. He didn't. He mauled my arm pretty badly before then. When I came to I was propped up against the bank, dripping wet. The lunatic must have flown, for the water was a good bit behind us, and the tiger was still twitching. He was sitting before it among the stones, calling it every name in his iang^iage that was bad. I can curse a bit myself when it is necessary, but that chap was a genius in this particular line; he didn't leave that tiger a shred of reputation to stand on. When he paused to take breath I got up and investigated. He was a young tiger, and in splendid condition, but one eye had been shot away, and all the teeth on one side of his jaw. I suppose that was why he had taken '> to man eating. I mentioned to the EsesssssamX i I "MAKES I .. RHEUMACIDE i I III th? Hrmi and nal I spots In the body an Nature** way. Purelj most powerful of d< time regulates the IU up the entire system that cures rheumatisi MOST POWERFUI CURES OISEAS RHEUMACIDE I other remedies and Percelle, of Saiem, Vs dreds of dollars for ph by half a dozen boti 2120 Ramsay street, man.** Mrs. S. A. Cor It cleansed her blood After Noted Doctors Foiled Here Is a case cured bv RHFUM C1DK After noted New York speci tsts had failed. Mr. W. R. Hugh writes irom / tkinv Vn . "Four bottles .* kiiEUMACII have entirely cured n-.c ol a loi standing case ol rheumatism a croat.) improved mV general heal l?asit >ta 1 wiock. lavm* had rhr matismfor twenty years. Ispentsi eral weeks and much mr.ney :_yt specialists in N Yc It. but RH?? MACIDK t* the only core I ha iuuiki w ii. ? ocga:t 10 use it rjH writhed I'O r.' i.^a. No* I Douuds. lay no.jnal "FORGET IT." Ufe Too Short to Harbor III Feelings Against Those Who May IK) You Wrong, You Will Feel Better for Having Done So. The men who are making the best success in life today are the men who are keeping their "forgeteries" in good running order. Disagreeable things remembered clog the machinery of life and prevent progress. Men who remember indignities and insults invariably become Drooders over their wrongs. Their minds are hatcheries of discontent and peevishness, with which none can hope to rise to great heights. Balloonists tell us that the higher they rise above the earth the stronger the optic nerve seems to become, and they are better able to discover the proper relationships of things below. The higher a man rises in his ability to forget disagreeable things tKo mnro olnovl** "??!' *.! 2. ' v..v inviv kicwiji win tie see uiai Hie has more sweets than bitter wrapt up within it. The ability to forget is no less great than the ability to remember. Doubtless it is true that none forget "forever and for aye," but it certainly is true that the remembrance of the bitter is softened and sweetened by heroic souls who are determined to live in today and tomorrow rather than in the past. If men can train their memories so that noble verse or splendid music is perpetually in their minds outside the hours of their business, it is also true that they send to the limbo of the unre-1 garded the disagreeable experiences ' that they are apt to pluck with the choice fruit from the tree of life. I Sterling witnesses to the truth J that men can forget their grievances1 are the books that have been written in jails by noble martyrs for what i they believed to be the truth. Forgetting how the Atheniaus had mistreated him, Socrates in the dingy i dungeon of Athens, perfects his' time-defraying Doctrine of Immortality. Resolving not to brood over the injustice with which he has been treat-, ed, Galileo, in prison confined, makes his prison cell a schoolroom, an as-[ tronomer's chart room, and sends forth his theories that stand the lunatic that I would like him skinned immediately, and that wrought a curious change in him. "Oh, Sahib, no!" he protested, "this is my wife?my sister." He threw his arms around the bleeding brute and began calling it by every endearing name he could think of, caressing it, embracing if Then all at once he took off the piece of brown muslin and kneeling in front of the dead tiger he spread it out, as one might spread something precious be-1 fore a woman or a child. I "Oh, pearl of the world?my beloved!" he cried. "See?I have brought thee thy veil." j Suddenly he dipped it in the gush- ] ing blood and spread it out again. ' "As I promised thee, beloved," he added softly, "I have not slept, nor eaten, nor rested tell I have * wetted it with the blood of thy slayer, even | as he wetted it with thine." * I I can stand a good deal, but some-' how that finished me. I left him there with the dead animal and got' j back, pretty sick with my arm to the ' j village, thinking all the time of that I chap's endurance and patience. It'< gave me cold creeps to think that I 1 had ran him mercilessly for nearly 11 a week, and all that time, as I had ' i not the slightest doubt, he had neith-1 > er tasted food or drink nor closed 1 his eyes?just subsisted on the cer-, tainty of vengeance. 11 The villagers went out to fetch' i him in. He was lying with his arms < around the tiger's neck?dead. I I didn't take the skin. t ilHM YOU WELL goes right to the seat of th sons out of the blood, clean! d sets all the organs to wor f vegetable, non-alcoholic, It aansing medicines, and at 'er, tones up the stomach a . RHEUMACIDE is the onl nra to stgy cured. ? BLOOD PURIFIER ^ r//n/rs>J/i E BY REMOVING THE las cured thousands of case famous doctors had failec i.. spent $2C0 in medicines ysicians' fees, and at last he i ties of Rheumacide. C. Di Baltimore, says it has "ma nbes, 114 S. Gilmor street, B; , took away her pains, and r like a new woman/' ^ and recommends Rheur I CURES AFTEF Sample bottle and for postage to | Bobbitt Chemica 3 5TART TO 0 {Ift/WU t/UlltlEilV AUUKMbU \V. L. liOviugKood Charged With Tampering With Couches W. L. Lovinggood, collored, mail messenger at the Orangeburg postofflce, was arrested Tuesday on a warrant sworn out by PostofTlce Inspector J. H. Irving, charged with cutting mail pouches. Lovinggood's duties are to take the mall to and from the trains, and itjs understood that several tmes during March the locked pouches which contain letters and other valuable mail were delivered at the postofTlce cut, showing that they had been tampered with. The postoffice authorities in Washington were notified and Inspector Irvin assinged the case. It is not known what evidence the inspector holds, or whether any valuable mall was taken from the cut pouches, but these facts will doubtless come out at the preliminary hearing which United States Commissioner Robert Lde fixed for April 26. Whether the bags were cut on the train or after they left the train is the question. lovinggood bears a good reputation, and has been mail carrier between the postoffice and the various trains for several years. This is the first time that any suspicion was ever thrown on him. and there are many who do not believe that he is guilty of the crime charged against him. If he wanted to rob the mails he could have done so wihout cutting a mall bag as he is in and out of the post iMui-t! hi an uours 01 me a.iy ann night. Lovinppood was balled and is now out. Postmaster Webster reported the matter as soon as he discovered it and had the matter Investigated with the above result. test of the longest and latest research of modern astronomy. Forgetting the indignities he had received at the hands of the English Crown, Bunyan gives to the world his immortal allegory, which has been translated into all known tongues and dialects, and has a circulation second only to the English Bible. Forgetting his blindness and his poverty, Milton gives us "Paradise Lost." Determined that his life shall not be embittered by harsh treatment received at the hands of his enemies, Cervantes gives play to his delicate wit and shafts of humor, and roams with Don Quixote and Sancho Panzo the world around. Epictetus, as a slave boy, was maimed for life by the cruelty of the master to whom he had been sold. Asked if he could be happy with a lame leg, he replied: "Do you think that because my soul happens to have one lame leg that I am to find fault with God's universe?" Is it any wonder, with a spirit like that, he should rise above sordid, morbid, memories and come to be one of the world's U r*0 T r* nttrv\mmrv nn V>n uici t iicai u>; 111 ouiuunii^ up tuv story of that noble life, Browning, the poet says: "This is his epitaph: Epictetus, a slave mained in his body, a beggar through poverty and dear to the immortals. Suppose some one has slandered you, forget it. You are too big a soul to feed your though on rehashed slander. Suppose you have been treated with injustice by niggardly men, who are unable to see great vistas in life, forget it. Man's inhumanity to man is proverbial. The years will reveal the true character of your work. Suppose scheming politicians have succeeded for the time in undermining your work, forget it. If you have built on foundations of truth, and honestly performed your work, it will stand eternal. Ah, friends! Life is too short to cherish the mean things. Too short to brood over unkind words. Too big with opportunity for splendid achievements to grieve over the wrongs and injustices which seem to be your portion. In the garden of your life plant osemary trees, whose perfume and lower will sweeten not alone your >wn remembrances, bu? be ?v t>* for h >y the winds of truth to brignten md beautify other lives. ALL OVER." e disease, sweeps ^ i up all the plaguek again in is yet the the same ind builds ^ y<? y remedy W ^SL VJ* CAUSE. % s after all ///S? V&SflS i. Austin m|l tttgjj and hunr/3s cured TOLinG u :v^ etrich, of NfifeJ \I de him a new ultimore, says \ ado her "feel four druggist sells nacid a. t ALL OTHERS I booklet free if you send fh 1 Company, Proprietors, iETWELLTOI We Have vjno zt> uorso rower Tainott, sec cently been overhauled. 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It has cured me and I am certain it will cure anyone If they persist in using Hancock's Liquid Sulphur, accord ing to directions. nutier tuagar.' A throwing Evil. One of the many growing evils of this country today is the city department store. In our town, where we have the best of stores, the most honorable of merchants, and where goods are sold at a margin so small as not to afford a respectable living to our business men, thousands of dollars are annually sent to the department stores of our great cities. Farmers expect our merchants to pay them a good price for butter, eggs and poultry', for their cabbage, potatoes, beans and tomatoes, and some of them we are sorry to say then take the money received from our home merchants and send it to a city department store, There is neither economy or profit in such a manner of doing business. You can write it down in your hat, that as a rule, the city department store is a swindle. Our citizens who patronize them should be compelled to ship what they have to sell to them. There is not a business man in our town who will not duplicate their prices for the same'quality of goods, and he who turns down his home merchants to patronize these fakirs is killing the goose that lays the golden egg. The Formers Are Kich. The Aiken Recorder says: "The Times and Democrat of last Thursday publisher! the statements of 15 state banks, situated in 10 different towns in Orangeburg county, showing deposits amounting to $1,.'I64,427.GO. This is a good lot of money and shows a prosporeus condition. And what is true of Orangeburg is true of every county in the state. The farmers are in a more prosperous condition now than they have been at any time since 1861." We agree with the Record that the farm ers are doing well. The inflation ol prices does not hurt them as it does those of us who are not farmers. 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