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THE SPIRIT AND THE FLESH.
Into till*'glorious world I ramr,
The frevlxirn of the wind anil ILmc.
I bound to me for good or ill
A body serf to do my will.
TIioujJi ho was frail and prone <o rest,
1 snatched him from Ids mother's breast
And bade him serve me. What would >ouf
I hail a great King’s work to do—
Wrong to make right, comfort to bring
To those in trouble sorrowing.
I needed one both swift and strong;
Gnat was the load, the journey long.
Vet this my slave was weak and lame;
Paltering at my lichest he came,
So, whn his strength was almost gone, *
i took the scourge and urged him on.
Vet hurry as 1 might to keep
The minutes’ pace, both food and sleep
My slave must have. Impatiently
1 saw the glorious hours pass by.
(I could not leave him, for we must
Have hands of dust to work with dust.)
At last be fell and would not rise,
lie called me with imperious eyes
And bade me pause.
This small white room, tlds cot of snow,
Ministering forms that come and go;
1 crouch here listening for his breath,
Arid with my hands 1 hold hack Death,
My work neglected and undone,
if lie but beckon, swift I run
This worthless serf of mine to save.
How hard they toil who serve a slave!
—L. 11. Bridgman in Century.
Tfie Pu’renniafs
Of tlie Admiral
1
A Pretty Sketch of an Old Sailor
^ and His Daughter. ♦
♦ ♦
z in MARTHA HILBERT DICKINSON. $
As long as So ret a could remember
there had always been yellow lilies at
the end of the garden walk, and as
Irug as the lilies could remember there
lr,.d always been Serein blowing down
the walk.
’•Here they are again, Samuel,” she
cried every spring, and the hard faced
old gardener would go on with his hoe
ing and reply, “I’y’rennials, Miss
Sweeta: when they come, they stay.”
There was a vague spot somewhere
in her memory of a day when it first
occurred to her that she, too, was
something of a “py’rennial.” She knew
no more than these golden playfellows
how she came into the admiral’s gar
den and. like them, spring after spring
found tier sunny head among the re
turning (lowers, lint it was not until j
she was head and shoulders taller than I
the tallest white Easter lily that she |
imiuired further: “What is a py’ren
nial. Samuel? What makes it a py’ren
nial V”
“A py’renuial,” said Samuel convinc
ingly, “lias character enough to go
right along and keep going right ahead.
It’s got no call to be sown or trans
planted or slipped; it blooms till it dies,
and next year it gets up and blooms
again.”
The admiral’s garden, all rose petals
and InuteiTly wings, was a glowing
background for the girl flower breath
ing her youth fragrance out with theirs
on the summer air. Beyond lay some
terraces, shaded by lofty elms, and a
wide built house, well hack from the
road and three or four miles from the
“shire” town of the rather lonely
county.
One stormy day when the admiral
was smoking his pipe and raising his
eyebrows occasionally at the tire—as if
exchanging amusing memories—Scrota
followed his glance until it rested upon
a photograph that always stood in the
same place on the high colonial man
tel—an ocean liner, nose down, under
full speed—and she spoke before her
natural shyness checked her impulse.
"It must he like a bird to cross the sea
like that—like a bird crossing the open
sky on a bright August day!” The ad
miral smiled down at her, but his face
had saddened as he touched the shore
of reality after his voyage on that sea
of fancy where each must sail alone.
“It is better to sit in a big chair and
think about it, little friend,” he replied.
“These birds find darker skies than
your meadow larks and run heavier
risks.” Then the look of weariness
came back that Scrota dreaded, be
cause she did not understand it or how
to drive it away. After that day slit*
never prompted Ids conversation or
asked the thousand and one eager, irrel
evant questions that ignorance natu
rally cvHvesof maturity; she learned by
Intuition thiii Cjviosiioljs are cruvi; be
sides she was afraid of bringing the
look that meant something site could
not understand—something to be kept
asleep if possible.
But sometimes after her lessons were
done, or after ids moderate dinner
glass had warmed Ids memories, the
admiral would talk to her uninterrupt
edly for hours about that great un
known place lie called life, until little
thrills and shivers of excitement crept
over her and she could not sleep all
night for remembrance and conjecture.
> When Scrota was 17, an odd little
rose jar of humanity, all silences and
dusky perfume, her world suddenly un
derwent u crisis. There came a guest
to the liali.
This revolutionary visitor was a man
without a wife and therefore presuma-
biy harmless and inoffensive. Soreta
liked him almost us well as Samuel
after a morning spent together while
the admiral was busy and depending
on her to do the honors for his guest.
They were out of doors, which makes
all things possible to begin with, and
the man on her hands was old enough
to appreciate her charm and lure her
simplicity by Ids varied knowledge of
complcxer womanhood. So she chatted
and explained all down the garden,
through the py’reuuials, laughed with
him over the clumsy colts in the pad-
dock, showed him the view from the
pasture hill.'brought him home by the
woods and was singing to him in the
empty drawing room when the admiral
returned.
Somehow the afternoon seemed very
long after the two well mounted fig
ures dropped down the road together
and were out of sight. Sereta among
the roses pricked her fingers more than
common. "Samuel, 1 should think the
admiral would like a change,” she said
fiercely when she had cut all the pink
Imdk and walked carefully around the
curved beds to begin on the red.
Samuel stared as if he had been chal
lenged from the burning bush. “The
admiral? Miss Swcetn, the admiral’s
a py’reuniul. Most of the men that
come here is Just blown away seed,
half sown or wind sown—come up first
in one garden, then in another. The
admiral’s rooted like n red laloc. He
don’t ueed trauspluutiu now. More
likely strange soil would kill him out
right.”
It was disappointing that the conver
sation at dinner that night should have
taken a strictly technical turn. It ran
—nay, it fairly flew—on naval equip
ment, tactics and maneuvers till the
sleepy hostess withdrew unnoticed.
Left all to themselves, it burned out
will) big guns toward morning, when
the stranger suddenly opened attack
on the old subject of the admiral’s iso
lation, urging the necessity of renewed
contact with men, the familiar charm
of old scenes, while the admiral listen
ed as if to faroff music unmoved: “I
im like that dear fellow Stevenson,
Roger, my boy. I. too, have ‘lived and
loved and closed the door.’ ”
“But surely the Welt-gelst is not dead
in you, admiral. Gray hairs do not
make moss grown wits. There’s not a
man in the service to match you.”
“Thanks,” interrupted the older man
briefly. “Welt-lust ist vorbei. If I can
avoid Welt-sehmertz here In the over
grown corner of my pasture fastness,
don’t let envy of my peace poison your
happiness. I am too old, and Sereta”—
“Ah, yes, Sereta,” broke in the
younger. "She is at the other end of
the path. You and she are like the two
last petals of the daisy rhyme we used
to say our fate by—’passiouement—pas
do tout!’ You live in your library and
your thoughts. She lives In your shad
ow and the companionship of that hy
percritical old gardener.”
“Your, voice betrays irritation, Rog
er,” said the admiral blandly. “Sam
uel did not forget himself, 1 hope?”
“No—that is, I tried to talk with him
a bit about slips this morning. I was
admiring ids yellow lilies, but he took
no interest in my botanical researches.
That is neither here nor there, how
ever. Your ward lias eyes that no rose
bugs can appreciate and a nature that
would whiten up some of the dark
places of earth considerably if proper
ly applied. She ought to see less of j
herself and more of”— He began to j
say people of her own age, but ended !
worse by adding, “The things her
mother would have given her, fun and
dancing, and”—
“Stop!” cried the admiral. “God for
bid such a fate as her mother’s was
for her! Thus far her feet have trod
in angel innocence. She is happy as a
boy, high minded as a saint. She lias
never tampered with her emotions nor
felt the wasting reaction from pleas
ure. Stic doesn’t know her heart ex
cept as she knows her lungs—by name.
She is youth, graceful and unspoiled, !
classic as a Greek. You cannot make j
a folly of her. The marble is already
cut on straighten lines.”
For a time things went on in the old j
routine. Except that the admiral i
smoked more and talked less no one
would have guessed anything had hap
pened. No one saw the battle fought
or took account of self indulgence slain
or carried drink to the dying convic
tions or softened the going of well lov
ed preferences, but after many days
and nights the campaign ended as sud
denly as it began, and the admiral was
every inch a commander still as he
went to find Sereta with surrender on
Ids brow. It was bedtime, and lie
found her on the terrace bidding the
stars good night, one of her many
quaint observances of childhood.
There was a touch of pagan wonder
on her upturned face as site stood
there, lie stood beside her and breath
ed a last long breath of complete con
tent. “They look down on many a
heart and country tonight,” he began.
“Think of the Alps—they must love
such tall peaks best because they are
nearest—and then the sea Unit tosses
their image hack to them in a million
shifting adorations, and the* forest full
of sleeping and waking beasts, and the j
flaring flowers of the tropics, the sullen
desert and the hearts of men. You,
too, little friend, would you like to be a
star and have all the beauty and mis
ery of the whole world spread before
you?”
Was he in earnest? There was some
thing new in his manner. Oh, was lie
in earnest? She did not speak, only
dropped her eyes to ids face, and her
upper lip quivered slightly. Did he
mean it? Strange desires pressed upon
her; the world beyond the garden
seemed calling as the merman called
his wife in a poem of Arnold that was
still ringing in her ears. She was
outside the behavior of custom now-
troubled. yet glad.
“It is time,” he continued simply;
“yes. it is time. I did not realize that
you had outgrown the lilies.”
nerves. 1 came Ik^hc with you, dear.
Life had given me all my boyish hopes
in manhood’s measure. I never reach
ed the high altar of my holy of holies,
but I have heard the music of the
great organ as I stood on the threshold."'
“it was not until lately that I realiz
ed the time had come to do more than
listen and wait. The blood of your
mother is in your veins too. We will
go soon, little friend, and make ac
quaintance with the best of her world
and mine.”
But Sereta’s arms were crossed upon
her breast, and in a voice too sweet for
any mortal woman save her mother’s
child she said. “1 will not go!” At the
end of an hour’s struggle she still per
sisted: “I will not go. I care nothing
for a world that betrayed you and
broke your heart. 1 am not afraid, but
I will not go!’’
Samuel found her singing a “furrln”
song over the honeysuckles next morn
ing and waited to be drawn into con
versation.
“Morning, Samuel.” There was ids
chance without compromise of dignity.
“Good morning, Miss Sweeta. Hot
day, 1 guess.” Then in a queer voice,
quite unlike the usual gruff Samuel:
TALKATIVE KAMJERS
THEY ARE VALUABLE BECAUSE CUS
TOMERS DEMAND IJ.
Accortllnir to One of ftto .Mticti Abus
ed Profession, II In the Knlahl of
the Knz.or, Not the Victim of It. Who
I» Itored by the Klow of Words.
The little barber was Inclined to he
uncommunicative and confined Ids at
tention strictly to shaving Ids custom
er. This rather unusual mood bothered
the customer, and after several inef
fectual attempts to engage the little
barber in conversation lie asked:
“Why don’t you say something more
than ‘yes’ and ‘no?’ Usually you are
perfectly willing to talk and especially
so when the man you are shaving
wishes to he let alone.”
“That’s right,” retorted the little bar
ber as he made a vicious dal) with his i
lather brush and managed to insert the j
tip of it in ids victim’s mouth. “That’s J
right. Of course we barbers always j
want to talk—not. It’s just you people j
that come in here expecting to be en- j
“It’ll be lonesome enough not to hear i tertained while you lie Igick In the
you singin. Miss Sweeta. Some say
you and the admiral are tired of roots
and goin away.”
“Going away?” repeated Sereta.
“Why, Samuel, you said yourself only
a little while ago that the admiral was
a py’rennial, and I am another. We
are going into partnership with the
yellow lilies forever and ever.” The
old man made a motion of incredulity
and. shaking his head as he did when
rain was prophesied in a drought, re
marked: “May he true of the admiral,
Miss Sweeta, hut I expect that other
soldier fellow’ll be back here before fall
lookin after some more yellow lily
slips—like as not. He said he took a
very particular interest in py’rennials.
I should think he wotdd. He’ll lie the
first man that ever raised a bulb from
a slip.”
And Roger did come back many
times, but he went straight to the ad
miral when advice was needed, for
the kind of flower lie wanted was nev
er illustrated in the gaudiest catalogue
of Samuel’s loyal admiration. Nor will
the yellow lilies watch in vain at the
end of tlie garden walk next spring,
for Sereta lias given her lover to un
derstand that she is a py’rennial of
tlie admiral, however satisfied he may
be to live as mere “blown away seed.”
Perhaps she hopes he will take root
some day. Anyway, she smiles when
Samuel whistles, “My hope is built on
nothing less.” “Sereta is too young,”
says tlie admiral, “and I am too old.”—
Martha Gilbert Dickinson in Spring-
field Republican.
chair that cause liar hers to keep up a
conversation while they are shaving
you.
“It’s a funny idea that everybody
seems to have that a barber is a sort
of encyclopedia, anxious to furnish in
formation on every conceivable sub
ject. The truth of tlie matter is that
the barber would rather that there
should he no conversation, it lakes his i
mind off Ids work, and then, unless he |
agrees in every particular with the j
man in the chair, the latter is very apt .
to take offense and quit tlie place.
“That may seem drawing it rather j
strong, but it is mild. One day last :
week there was a man in this chair j
who made about the same remark that |
you did just now. and 1 told him just
about what I have said to you. He
wanted to make a bet. and I accommo
dated him. 1 bet that the great major
ity of men who came In during tlie day
would begin tlie conversation, while he
took the opposite view.
“We each had a piece of paper, and
after we had noted down ”7 men lie
banded me the money and went out
without a word. Out of that ’J7 all but
four had started the conversation and
had done their best to prolong it.
“The first man had a small package
wrapped up in a newspaper in ids hand
when lie entered. As 1 was lathering
FOUND NEARLY A MILLION.
Novel Kxnerlenoe of n Scrubwoman
In (lie Treunury Department.
In l.Sfi‘2 Sophie Holmes was employ
ed by General Spinner, the treasurer
of the United States, as a temporary
charwoman. She was assigned to the
rooms of tlie Issue division to sweep
and dust. One afternoon In April of
that year Aunt Sophie was hat'd at
work sweeping and scrubbing the
floors when she came across a large
bundle which itlie supposed was waste
paper and was in tlie act of throwing
it In tlie basket to be burned when she
decided to Investigate it. She was :
amazed and almost frightened out of
her wits to discover several dozen rolls
of $T,000 bills. ?700,000 In all. By
some unexplainable mistake this pack- !
age of money was overlooked, and ;
even when the accounts were balanced |
in tlie evening it was not missed, and i
General Spinner, believing all to be |
secure, had locked the safe and gone
out with an easy conscience.
Aunt Sophie, on finding all of this i
wealth unguarded, decided to remain I
in the room until some one with an- '
tliority to accept the money should ar- |
rive. So, to allay all suspicion, she pre
tended to be working very Hard, but
always remained near the money. She
was afraid to leave tlie bundle to seek
General Spinner, and, not knowing tlie
guard, she thought it best not to trust I
him with her secret. She thought of ;
going out and carrying the bundle of ;
money witii her; then it occurred to
tier that tlie guard, not knowing her, |
might examine the package and. on j
finding its valuable contents, cither |
kill her and escape with the wealth or
suspect her of theft. There seemed but ;
one thing for her to do, to stay and :
guard the fortune with her life if nec
essary.
About fi o’clock one of the guards en- !
tered the room and, on finding Aunt !
Sophie still there, asked:
“Still at work?”
Aunt Sophie began to sweep with nil
of her might and main. “Yes,” she an- !
swered, “but I’ll soon be through.” <
And she made such a dust that the '
watchman was only too glad to escape. |
She swept the dust and dirt into a pile |
and then scattered it over the floor
again in an effort to appear to be very
busy. No more watchmen disturbed
her, and finally, out of sheer exhaus
tion, she sat down to rest and soon
dropped asleep.
About midnight she awoke, hearing
a noise in the hall. She was frighteu-
An “Out* and Over''.Drawer.
Regarding tlie humorous side of ids
experience ns a national bank exami
ner, James S. Escott, now president of
tlie Southern National, says: “1 had
almost completed the examination of a
The Bluff Worked.
Slie—Mr. Jones, look at that impu
dent man on tlie other side of tlie
street. He has been following us for
the last ten minutes.
Jones—Why didn’t you tell me so be-
small and rather primitive institution tore! I’ll teach the Impudent puppy a
in a mountain town when 1 found the lesson.
balance iflOO short. I summoned tlie
president and cashier and asked for an
explanation. Each scratched his head
and looked wise. Finally tlie face of
the cashier lighted up, and he opened a
private cash drawer, counted out 9100
in greenbacks and threw the wad on
tlie pile of cash 1 had in front of me.
“ ’That makes it all right, 1 guess,’
he remarked.
“I asked him how lie was going to en
ter tlie 9100 he had just put ju to make
the balance on his books. He looked
bewildered and finally said he wouldn’t
enter it at all.
“ ‘You see,’ lie remarked, ‘that draw
er 1 just went into to make the balance
Is what we call the outs and over
drawer. It's a great tiling. Whenever
we’re out of balance, we go to outs and
over to make things right. Then, again,
when tlie sheet shows more cash than
we ought to have tlie surplus enriches
the drawer. Funny you all have never
thought of the scheme in the big
banks.’ ’’—Louisville Dispatch.
Walking boldly across the street,
Jones says to the man:
“Look here, Snip, 1 am very sorry
I’ve not got the money to pay you for
that last suit, but you ought not to
follow me up and dun jne when I'm
trying to capture that girl. She has
lots of money and if I succeed you will
not only get your money, but also an
order for a wedding outfit”
Snip goes off satisfied.
Returuing to the young lady, Jones
says:
“I am glad you called my attention to
that cowardly scoundrel. I don’t think
he will ever stare at you again. I had
great difficulty iu restraining myself.”
The Wror.R Day.
The heartless landlord has come to
evict tlie widow with 18 children,
many of whom are teething.
But at the threshold the woman
waves him back imperiously.
“Not today!” she cries.
“Why not?” asks the landlord, with
pardonable curiosity.
“Because,” the woman replied, “no
pitiless storm of rain mingled with ley
sleet rages without!”
The landlord grinds his teeth in im
potent rage. lie may trample under
fool the promptings of his better na
ture, but not the conventionalities es
tablished by long usage.—Detroit Jour
nal.
him he asked. Do you know "hat is in ^ and, rising, she groped her way to
A Di*\©iinti i i-i* AY 11 ii i-kh.
The difficulty of discriminating be
tween tlie first and third persons has
been amusingly illustrated by the late
Lord Iddesleigh, who used to lie fond
of ti lling Devonshire stories. One of
Ids favorite ones was of a Devonshire
farmer who was a witness in a horse
stealing ease. “Tell us what you know
about this case,” said the prosecuting
counsel.
“Well, zur.” was the reply, “I zeod
the prisoner, and I zed to he, how’
about that.’oss, and in* zed lie didn’t
know nort about the ’oss.”
“No, no,” the counsel said, “he didn’t
say he knew nothing about the horse.
He didn’t speak to you in the third per
son.”
“Beg your pardon, zur,” said tlie wit
ness, “there wasn't no third person
present, only him and me.”
“You don’t understand what I
mean,” was the eoiuisid’s petulant re
ply. “He spoke to you in tlie first per
son.”
“You’in wrong a gen,” said the wit
ness. “I was tlie fust pusson as spoke
to he.”
At this point the judge intervened
and put the question himself. “You
saw tlie prisoner, and y m said. ‘ 11 n vr
about that horse?’ and tlie prisoner an
swered. ‘I know nothing about the
horse'
“I beg your pardon, my lord.” said
the witness. “lie didn't mention your
lordship’s name at all.”—Westminster
Gazette.
Korly I)uyh of Coloi-.-ido Mining.
As illustrating the local conditions at
the time of the eoinmenoemont of oper
ations by the pioneer smelter in Colora
do it may be stated that every single
firebrick used in ils construction cost
| $1, having to be brought by wagon
She could not keep the delight from j about <*fX) miles from tlie nearest point
her face, but she did not speak, and
tlie admiral waited us if for a signal,
then spoke on in the summer night.
“Your mother was Julia Ravignon. 1
loved her. hut she married a diplomat,
and I took tqi my career iu tlie navy.
Everything came to me—everything
except forget fulness. When 1 met her
again years after in Paris, she 'was
a widow, thanks to a rather irregular
political intrigue involving the lives of
more than one European envoy. She
was tlie same brilliant, compelling
creature. Only eyes that had grown
keen with love long unfed could read
deeply enough to find the change in
her, the loss of those gentler qualities
that soften a thrilling girl into a ra
diant woman. She had preserved few
illusions: perhaps I was the only one.
She was quoted and courted and cop
ied, but iu the spring she would marry
me—for love.
“That was a winter to warm dead
summers by its memory. We never
spoke of the years intervening or their
experiences. Our lidi lity w as at least
no indiscretion. There must lie a God,
in whoso mind such joy was conceived
and fulfilled. Coming home from the
opera one night, when only a few
weeks lay between us and our mar
riage, a frantic runaway tore through
the crowded avenue, leaving many a
wreck in its deadly wake. Julia was
carried into a mere boulevard cafe and
died iu my arms, my face so close to
hers she never saw the squalid sur
roundings of that last holy hour, though
1 shall wear the terror stricken faces
of the onlookers across my eyes for
ever, heightened by sad dreams. She
knew me to the last. ‘Sereta,’ she
whispered, ‘keep her safe from the
world. My world lias not been alwa' s
yours. Love is more than’— She
smiled with tier soul. Her lips were
cold. Every haunt held a stab for me
there. From that night tlie sight of
her flowers on the other women turned
me faint. I shivered when 1 met one
of tlie gay circle of her devoted Inner
coterie. Every mood of passion re
turned to mock me now. Tlie sight of
ither lovers made me fear myself iu
my shattered condition of will and
on the Missouri river and to that point
by railroad from St. Louis. The iron
cost ’JL’ cents per pound. The pay of
skilled labor was 88 per day and of
common labor $1 per day. and tlie
charge <>f smelting ranged from 820 to
8i."» per ton. There was no railroad
nearer than the Missouri,river, about
(iOO miles away. Wagon transporta- i
timi was high, as also were all the nee- |
essaries of life. Moreover the “matte,” j
the product of the plant, in the ab
sence of any local means of separating |
or refining, had to lie hauled to tlie 1
Missouri river in wagons, theme by
railroad to New York and thence to !
Swansea, Wales, where it was sepa- I
rated and the gold, silver and copper
retied.
Today there are nine smelting plants !
in Colorado. The aggregate dally ea- !
paeity Is 4,. r *00 tons, and about 4.000
men are employed.—Engineering Mag
azine.
A IVii> to Kill Time.
“I have hit,” observed a friend, “up
on the very best way of killing time.
You know my work takes me on street
ears a great deal. I also come in in tlie
morning and go out at night in the
train. Any commuter w ill tell you that
it is an awful bore. You either simil
your eyes reading or sit there with
your hands iu your lap, looking all
around, as one who lias never been l.i
a ear before. Well, I've got the only
real method now, und if Ideas were
patentable 1 wouldn’t have to work
mitch longer." The Inventor lighted a
cigarette.
“This is how I do it,” he finally went
on. ‘When i get iu a ear or train and
have !«!!)' distance to go, I get as com
fortable a seat as I possibly can. And
then I gel all settled and either close
my eyes or look ut the back of the
sent In front of me. So as not to In
terrupt the train of my thoughts, you
see. And then”—lie paused dreamily—
“I think of what I would do if I had |
850,000 and hud to spend it in a week.
That doesn't sound niueli if you’ve
never tried it, hut just start that train
of thought some tline, and you'll lie
immensely surprised at the way time
will fly.”—Philadelphia Inquirer,
that package?’
“I hastened to assure him that I was |
no mahatma and was willing to let it j
go at that.
“ ’Well, i’ll tell you.’ lie said. ‘It’s a |
couple of pieces of gaspipe that have
been subject to electrolysis and are cu
riously worn.’
“And with that ho started to talk
about tlie tiling and tell what a great
scheme lie had to prevent electrolysis
and what a fortune he would realize
from it. lie was still talking about it
; when the boy helped him on with Ids
coat, and then he talked to a man sit-
i ting in one of the chairs and waiting
! for his turn until tlie man went over to
the stand in tlie corner and had his
I shoes shined to escape from him.
“Next came a man who knew all
j about prizefighting. I had to listen to
j the history of every fighter of the past
I 25 vears. And ii was onlv when a man
I *
I in tlie next chair turned ami called him
i down for slipping up on a date that lie
J stopped talking. At that he waited un-
| til tiie man who had called him down
j left tlie shop ami then informed me
j that he could prove what lie said.
“Then there was one of these real
: wise guys came in and wanted a sham
poo. lie was pretty near the limit.
There wasn’t a single subject that he
wasn’t thoroughly informed on—in ids
own estimation. And he wanted ev
erybody in the place to know what he
knew. He could give you more misin
formation in less time than anybody I
ever met before. One of my regular
customers came in then, and as he ap
peared good uatured I smiled at him.
‘Who told you about it?’ lie asked
wjien he saw me smile.
“ ‘About what?’ says I.
“ 'Why, my little adventure with that
toupet you picked out for me,’ lie an
swered, and then he went on and told
me all about it.
“It kept up that way all morning-
religion. politics, sport, business and
everything you could think of. And I
had to appear interested .in each sub
ject. Out of all the men who came in
no two talked on the same subject. All
hut four began the conversation. Half
of them went out dissatisfied because
I hud dared to disagree with their
views, mid the other half probably set
I me down as a fool. And yet yxiu say
s that the barber always wants to talk.
Come in here some day and sit for
j awhile and then wonder - why I don’t
care to do a rapid fire conversation
turn with every man that sits in the
chair.
"‘F’ay at tlie desk. Thank you, sir.
Next.”—New York Sun.
AA'heu Henry Irvine; Wnm fll»iie<t.
“I was hissed every night for a week
when I was playing the provinces
about ffo years ago,” said Henry Irving
to a writer in Aiuslee’s. “I was given
an engagement as leading man in a
very small theater, and before I made
my bow to the audience I learned that
the man whose place 1 had takt T n was
very popular in the vicinity and that
tlie people strongly disproved of the
way iu which the manngetneiu had
forced him to retire, so that when I
made my appearance the audience
showed their disapproval of the mana
ger by strongly hissing the successor
to their favorite, and they kept it up
for a week. It was a very unhappy
week for me.”
the spot where she had hidden the
money, wedging it in between two
desks. Then she seated herself on it,
determined to stay there till General
Spinner, who slept iu tlie building,
should arrive. In this cramped posi
tion she slept until 4 o’clock in tlie
morning, when she heard a soft foot
fall in the hali, and. listening, she
thought she recognized the step of
General Spinner. In a trembling voice
she called his name.
General Spinner was known as tlie
“watchdog of the treasury,” a name
given him from tlie fact that he had a
habit of wandering through the build-1 Between Caffiden.S.C. and Blacksburg,S.C.
ing at all hours of the night to see that
everything was all right. In the silence
S. C. & G. E. R. R. CO.
Schedule No. 4.
In Effect 12:01 A. M.. Sunday,December 24th, '99
The Speaker’s Gavel.
Speaker Henderson’s gavel is some
thing of a curiosity. The head Is of
rosewood from Moutojo’s flagship and
tlie handle of native osage. grown in
Polk county, la. It Is decorated by an
eagle’s beak bearing a scroll inscribed
“E Pluribus Unum.” On the upper
ferrule arc doves and a garland, on the
lower pictures of the United States
ships Iowa and Des Moines. The Iowa
arms and Mr. Henderson’s monogram
are on the side of the head.
A firm of English soapmakers which
gives a halfpenny to the Transvaal war
fund for every cake of soap sold has
already sent in £1.000 to the fund.
\\ K>T.
and darkness of the night this low,
trembling voice of a woman frightened
the general, although lie was not an
acknowledged believer iu ghosts. On
discovering Aunt Sophie wedged in be
tween two desks ids fright was turned
into surprise. The relief from the re
sponsibility almost unnerved Aunt So
phie, and she began to cry. She could
not explain the situation, only mur
muring, “Oil, General Spium don’t
go, don’t go!”
Finally, when she had become quiet
ed and could tell her story and investi
gation proved it to be correct, tlie truth
dawned upon tlie general, and it is said
that he swore black and blue at every
thing in, about and near the treasury.
Not until lie had relieved himself iu
this manner for nearly an hour did lie
allow Aunt Sophie to go home. The
money was finally locked up in Ids pri
vate safe to await the next day’s inves
tigation. Several days later Aunt So
phie was sent for and complimented
for her faithfulness and as a token of
gratitude was given a life appoint
ment.—Washington Post.
ar,
a a
k i
EAST
aa , a 4.
Ilrltf*h Gunn l»> tin* BoerM.
A good deni of discussion lias taken
place as to the military equipment of
the Boors, in relation to tlds, It Is
pointed out iu Flelden’s Magazine that
tlie Boer army is equipped, in addition
to Schneider, Krupp and other'ord-
nance, with several batteries of the 57
millimeter Maxim automatic gun. fir
ing shells and now used for the first
time In civilized warfare. These gmi'
wore supplied several years ago wi:’
the full knowledge of the home niith'
ilies. Whereas the ordinary Max’
fires only rifle bullets, the .‘17 tnillimot
piece fires a shell weighing about P
pounds at the rate of .”.1)0 shells a min
ute, with an effective riing'o of ‘JEj
mile*—that Is to say, it will throw ”75
pounds of explosive projectiles a min
ute among the enemy at tin* range men
tioned. Tlie gun, with its mounting,
weighs about a quarter of a ton and
can be worked by one man onlv.
she Poned ns a Man,
Christian Cavenagb was a peculiar
Englishwoman of the eighteenth cen
tury. Her father lost Ids fortune, and
she was taken up by an aunt who kept
a tavern. She married the waiter and
had three children. This husband was
then kidnaped, after the humane meth
ods of the time, and was carried off to
Holland, where lie had to enlist as a
private soldier. When Christian heard
of fids, she dressed as a man and en
listed as a private soldier in order to
get near her husband. She was wound
ed at the battle of Landen. She was
made prisoner by the* French and was
carried to St. Germain en-Laye, where
she staid till she was exchanged.
Sin* quarreled with her sergeant,
fought a duel with him, wounded him
and got transferred to another regi
ment. Again she was wounded.
At Ramillies she was wounded in the
head, and while In hospital her secret
w as discovered. She was permitted to
stay with the regiment as cook.
She married again, lost her second
husband, ri turned to England and pre
sented a petition to the queen setting
forth her case and her services. The
queen gave her a bounty of £50 and a
pension of a shilling a day. She mar
ried a third time, set up a pie shop,
came over to Chelsea hospital with her
third husband, died iu 175‘J and was
burled with military honors.
Do A'ou Fuller from lumbago, rluuHTla-
tisn, . . pollen nmsrb s? If so, mwtfuve at
once a bottle of I’ain-KTTWN WTnfollow tlie
printed dire tions. The relief is instantane
ous as well as lasting. No i.ecw-sity to suffer
when a remedy such as I’ain-K.ll. r is to be
had. Sixty years of success speaks for
itself. Avoid substitutes, there is hut one
Fain-Killer, Perry Davis’. Price25c.&ud50c.
Tdapiione Subscribers Attention!
Ci.-roet y.mr 1 is:>. MU'bo l.i nu rubers-
Meffuiiin's Beef Market, No. tk), Pearl Steam
Laundry. No. (17. Exchange is being over
hauled, so do not Kick too hard if you ah)
“orossi d u]i” for a few days. Please remem
ber that I have nothing to do with the Spar
tanburg line. W. B. DlPkk,
Mgr Piedmont Tel. Co.
City Registration Notice.
The Books of Begist rat ion for tlie Town of
Gaffney, S. will lie open in the City Clerk’s
office every Saturday from Da. m. till J p. in.,
until Sa' urduy, Eeh. 17th, and then every day
thereafter from !l a. in. till lip. m., upto and
including the :Mlh day of Feb., after wiiieli
time the books will close.
I). A. Thou as.
Supervisor Registration.
SOUTHERN RAILWAY.
Coodeused Schedule of tasienger Trains.
In Effect Pcc.UO, IDS.
Ves.'
EASTERN TIME.
STATIONS.
>.c.;
^ =
7.
/.
r. m. i>. m.
s ffu iff 50
H 50 1 15
CAMDEN. .
DEKALB
I ■::< . .WESTVILLE
1 401 KERSHAW...
ff 10 HEATH SI’RINGS
Hi PLEASANT HILL
ff :i.i ... LANCASTER
ff 50 . RIVERSIDE
i*. M.
1
ff<i
3 00
. . SI’R ING DELL : lo 30
•»
30
3 10
CATAWBA JCNC'N lo ffo
•)
50
:: ffti;
LESLIE ! 10 to
;*
HI
:: to
ROCK IIIEL 1 10 on;
4
10
3 55
.... NEW PORT... | 9 35
4
45
4 Off
.. TIBZAH : i* 30
•>
:: >
4 ffO
... YORKVILLE ... !i 15
00
4 35
.... SHARON : Hid
<;
25:
4 50
HICKORY GROVE 8 45
<>
351
5 oo
SMYRNA k 35
mi!
5 VO
. BLACKSBURG 8 15
i\
M.|
P M. '
| A. M. 1
Between Blacksburg,S.C., and Marion,N.C.
WEST
It I
- EASTERN TIME,
STATIONS.
—* . *2 >.
as.
EAST.
cl
-/
li :») . BLACKSBURG
5 4.V HAULS
5 5(i PATTERSON SP’GF
A. M. P. M.
7 4h| (i 4()
0 INI
II Doonn'l Pay to Be Caiitureu.
It will doubt less surprise most peo
ple to learn that any soldier of tlie
British army who is captured by tlie
enemy gets Ids pay stopped at once.
Therefore the l.ono English warriors
who are now playing football Inside
tlie race track at Pretoria are In no
sense of Hie word wage earners. A
further provision of the army regula
tions allows an Investigation to be
made after a soldier lias recovered his
liberty, and the authorities may, If
they sec fit. turn over the back pay to
tlie released m^mner. "’here Is no
obligation oj^^^B^rt to do this,
however.
Hetnrn of the Home.
Tlie Chicago Tribune Hie other day
printed two significant pictures under
the bending. “The Return of the
Horse.” The first was n reproduction
of a photograph taken In one of Chi
cago's parks a year ago and showing
only hundreds of men, women and
children on bicycles. The second, tak
en at the same spot during tlie balmy
days of last November, showed a simi
lar collection of persons on horses and
not a bicycle to be seen.
Not tfin Dcntmntlon.
A steamer was stopped In tlie mouth
of tlie river owing to a dense sea fog.
An old lady Inquired of the captalu the
cause of the delay.
“Can’t see up Hie river,” replied the
captain.
“But I can sis* the stars overhead/*
continued the old lady.
“Yes; but until the boilers bust we
ain’t a-going that way.”—World’s Com
ic.
SHELBY
...LATTIMORE
. MOORESBORO...
....HENRIETTA
FOREST CITY
in RL'TII EREORDTON
iff. MILLWOOD
GOLDEN VALLEY
4(i .THERMAL CITY
.> GLENWOOD....
i:> MARION
15.
~ >> 7“ j
Gaffney Division.
EASTERN TIME,
STATIONS,
BLACKSBURG
CHEROKEE FALLS
GAFFNEY
A. M. I*. M.
EAST.
; 1st Class.
14. Hi.
I A M I* M
! 7 50 :i ini
7 lid ff 4o
7 lo ff ffo
I* M A M | | A M I* M
Troll! No. :iff leaving Marion. N. at 5 a. in.,
making close connect ion at Rlackxlnirg, S.
(wit Ii tlie SoulIkto’s train No. :>ii tor ( liar-
lotte, N. ('.. and all p lints East, and connect
ing with Hie Soul Item's vestibule going to
Atlanta. Gu., and all |ioiii(N West, and will
receive passenger.- going Last from train
No. 10 on the C. & 74. W. R. K., at Yorkville,
S. ('., at S.45 a. in., and connects at Camden,
s! (’., with the Southern's train No. THurrlv-
ing in Charleston. S. ('., at s.|7 p. in.
Train No. ffl wlih passenger coach altaelied,
leaving Blacksburg at .'>.50 a. in., and coti-
neetlng lit Rock Hill. S. ('.. with Hie South
ern's Florida train for all points South.
Train No. 55 leaving Uamden, S. <’, nt iff.'s'
p. in. after tlie arrival of Hie Southern’s
( hailcston (rain connects at Lancaster, S.
C„ wit It the L. \ U. It. K.: nt i'at aw ha .lunet
ion with the S. A. I... going East, at Bock
Hill, >*.(.. with the Southern’s train No. 54
for Charlotte, N. <ami all points L.ist.
( 'oiiiieel s at Vork v 11 le, S. with train No. O
on theC. A N. "■ R. B . for ( hcst( r, S. ('. At
Blacksburg with the Southern's vestlhule
going East, and the Southern’s train No. Xi
going W( st. and eouneciing at Marion, N.t'.,
with the Soul hern h< th East and West.
SXMIKE HI NT,
I'roaldent.
A. TRIPP,
Snipe rintenilent.
S. li. LUMPKIN,
U«u'L Passenger A gen t
Nuxt hbound.
No. 12.
Daily
Lv Atlanta.<T
7 5i a
•' Atlanta.FT
8 50 a
" Noreross..
0 uJ u
" Buford.
10 05 a
" Gainesville
10 35 a
“ Lula...
10 58 a
’* Cornelia
1 1 *^*>
•' Mt. Airy.
11 30 a
Lv Toccoa..
11 53 a
A r. l-.lbei ton..
Lv. Elherton.
9 oj a
Lv. sv 'minster.
12 31 m
" Seneca.
Iff 52 p
“ Central
i 4*3 p
" Greenville
2 34 p
’• Spar'burg .
3 37 p
" GaiPiny
4 2(t p
'• Blaeksliurg
4 38 p
" King’s Mr...
5 03 p
•' Gastonia...
5 25 p
'' Charlotte..
0 30 p
A r. Gre’nsboro
9 55 ji
Lv Gre’nsboro
Ar. Norfolk ...
Ar Danville..
11 25 p
Ar. Richmond..
C 00 a
Ar. W'hlngton.
" B'moi i*!’ !i
" 1'h'dt-Iphia.
" N\w York.
■ ■ i ■ ' ■
• ■ — ■■
F st Ma
Soul libnund.
No. H5.
Daily
Lv NY .Pa.R.
12 15 a
" I'h'dclphin
3 50 ii
" I'nltimore..
0 ffff a
" Wush'ton
11 15 a
Lv. Rieliinond..
12 01 n
Daily
iff COm
1 00 p
2 25 p
2 45 p
_3 :i5p
5 40 p
4 30 p
5 30p
t; z.j p
7 (111 p
7 34 p
t) 00 p
8 30 p
8 33 p
9 U0 p
3 23 (li
4 15 p
6 22 p
o iyp
C 40 p
7 Off p
8 18 p
10 47 p
11 45 p
8 25 a
11 5(1 p
t; 00 a
ff
8 ova
10 15 a
Iff 4. m
"vmT
No. 37.
Daily.
4 30 p
0 55 p
9 20 p
10 45 p
11 45 Ml
4 (Ml
4 23 it]
4 551
0 001
7 03 m]
7 45 a
8 Off a
8 27 a
8 51 a ’|
9 50 a
I ff Zi p r
l 38 I
J 25 P
4 5* »
No. 11.
Daily
8 35 p
5 15 a
5 48 pj 5 50 a
!> 03 a
o at pj
7 Kip
9 43 p
10 42 p
11 25 p
II 42 p
Iff 20 a
1 30 a
II 45 a
4 18 a
4 30 a
0 Off a
5 25 u
t) 10 a
5 it) it
7 05 a
9 25 a
10 07 a
10 45 u
HI 58 a
11 34 a
Iff 50 p
1 30p
:* ir.p
9~un a
5 4(ii,
11 oo p
0 10 a
7 37 a
12 05m
1 12 p
1 38 p
2 (Lp
24 p
Lv Danville.,
Lv Norfolk.
Ar. Gru'nsboro
Lv. (Iro’nslsiro
A r < ha riot to .
Lv Gastonia.
“ King's Mt.
“ Bla k-hurg
GalTney.
“ Spar'burg .
“ Greenville
“ Central
*• Kei.ern ....
" W'niinster
" Toccoa
Lv lv'liertoi*.
A r. Fiber ton.
Lv. Mt Airy..
'• Cornelia...
“ Lola
•' i4nln(!Svlllo
“ Buford...
•’ Norcrons.
Ar. Atlanta.FT
" Atlanta,CT
Between Lulu and Athens*
Norm |
Ex. |No. 13.1 STATIONS.
Fun. Daily !
3 14
3 33 p
4 55 p
3 15 p
4 30 p
5 42 p
ft 08 p
0 25 p
Ex.
Sun.
7 (Mt>
t> Oti ||
1 uup
7 28 p
ft OJ ft
7 32 p
8 00 pi
8 20 p
H 43 pj
9 18 p
10 00 p
9 OOp 1
6 35 ft,
« 57 ft
7 2o a
7 48 a
8 27 ft
9 Sift
8 30 u
8 lOp
8 34 p
8 50 p
9 30 p
No. 10.
No. 12.
Ex.
Daily
Sun.
10 50 a
7 85 p
10 19 a
7 09 p
10 03 a
6 38 p
9 25 a
<5 wrfi
11 05 n,L v -Lula . Ar
11 3f> a " Maysvilie •'
11 52 n ’• Harmony ’’
12 80p Ar. Athens Lv
Note dose connection inudo at Luis with
main line trains.
“A’’a in. ‘‘P” p. m. “51” noon. “N” night.
Chesapeake Line Steamers in daily service
between Nor'-dk and Baltimore.
Nos. 37 nuti 38—Daily Washington and
Fouthwestern Vestibule Limited. Through
Pullman sJeeplugcars between New York and
New Orleans, via Washington, Atlanta and
Montgomery, and also between New York and
Memphis, via Washington, Atlanta and Bir
mingham. Also elegant Puli.man LibrahY
Oiisehv ation Cakh between Atlanta and New
York Kirstelnss thoroughfare coachea be
tween Washington and Atlanta. Dining cars
serve all meals en route. Leaving Wnshing-
tngtou Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays
a tourist sleepingcur will run through bet v r een
Washington and San Franriscu without change.
Pullman drawing-room sleeping ears between
Greensboro and Norfolk (‘lose connection at
Norfolk forOi.n Point Comhoht.
Nos. 35 und 3ft—United States Fast Mall rans
solid lietweeo Washington and New Orleans,
via Southern Railv ay, A. & W. P. li. R. and
1, ftc N K. it., ls-1 ig composed of coaches,
through w ithout chituge for passengers of all
cias-es. Pullman drawing room sleeping cars
lielween New York and New Orleans, via At
lanta and Montgomery and between Char
lotte and Atlanta. Dining cars eerva all
treats en route.
Nos II. 33. ..4 and 12—Pullman sleeping ears
between Richmond and Charlotte, via Dan
ville. southbound Nos. 11 ninl 33, northbound
Nos 34 and I!
FRANKS GANNON. J.M.CULP.
Third V I* is (4en. Mgr. T M., Washington.
W A. TURK, S H. HARDWICK.
ii. £,.A . WiwUmgtvu. 4, U. p. A., AliMtfe