The Hennessey Clipper. (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 19, No. 17, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 10, 1908 Page: 2 of 8
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Hennessey Clipper.
C. H. Millar, Pub.
HENNESSEY,
Population and industrial Activity.
Malthus, In lii* famous treatise
upon principles of population, de-
clared that Iho natural tendency
toward increase is checked by inade-
quacy of means of subsistence; but in
our time this statement should be
modified; new industries, the develop- j
ment of mines and extension of com-
merce, directly or indirectly, furnish
means of support for Increasing num-
bers and seem to create a demand for
human beings—causing what may be
termed a population vacuum. The
population of England and Wales, for
example, in 1701, was C,121,525; in
1751 the total number of inhabitants
had increased but 214.315, or 3.5 per
cent, in 50 years. After the middle
of the eighteenth century, however,
continuous increase occurred, amount-
ing to 3,000,000 In 1801, 9,000,000 in
1851, and 14,500,000 in 1901. This
change was coincident with the crea-
tion of British industry and trade.
Bat If it be true, declares W. S. Rossi-
ter in Atlantic, that the quickening of
industrial life has tended to increase
population, the present stationary con-
dition of population In parts of Eu-
rope, previously pointed out, and the
diminishing increaso of population In
the United States, suggest the possi-
bility that what may be termed the
drawing power of natural and indus-
trial resources upon population has
culminated. We are justified at least
in asking what influences upon in-
crease of population, if any, are being
exerted by the marvelous economic
changes now in progress.
THEIRCWWAY
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The Power of Mind Over Body.
We hear a great deal about the pow-
er of the mind over the body. Why,
the whole secret of life is wrapped up
In it. We do not know the A, B, C
of this great, mysterious power,
though tho civilized world is rapidly
awakening to its transforming force.
The prophet, (lie poet, the sage, from
earliest times have felt and recog-
nized It. "Be ye transformed by the
renewing power of your mind," Paul
Admonished the Romans. " 'Tis tho
mind that makes tho body rich," says
Shakespeare. "What we commonly
call man," writes Emerson, "the eat-
ing, drinking, planting, courting man,
does not, as we know him, represent
himself. Him we do not respect; but
tho soul, whose organ he is, would
he let It appear through his action,
would make our knees bend." To-day
even fhe prize fighter, the uneducated,
as well as the educated, the man who
lives on the animal plane even as tho
man who lives on the spiritual plane,
in fact, all sorts of people, are be-
ginning to see that thero Is some tre-
mendous force back of tho flesh
which they do not understand. The
rapid growth of the so-called new
thought movement, declares Orison
Swett Marden, in Success Magazine,
shows how actively this Idea of man's
bidden power is working in the minds
of all classes.
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Those who are sure that the soil of
New England Is hopelessly barren
may be surprised to learn some facts
that are brought out in two recent
bulletins of the department of agri-
culture. There were only eight states
of the union in 1906 that had a larger
acreage planted to potatoes than
Maine. Only four produced a larger
crop. Not one even approached Maine
In the nutnber of bushels to the acre.
The average yield was 210 bushels to
tho acre, and no other state raised
more than 175 bushels. The averags
for the whole country was only 202.
Nor was it an exceptional year, for
the average crop of Maine has been
the largest in every year Bince 1903.
Buckwheat is not a very important
crop, but It is raised In 24 of fhe
states. In this, too, Maine stands at
the head in average crop per acre;
New Hampshire is second, Vermont
third, and Massachusetts fourth. Since
1900 the lowest average yield of buck-
wheat in Maine was 28 bushels
the acre in 190G. The highest yield
In those Beven years in any slate out
side of New England was 22 V& bushels.
Tho story opens (luring a trip
•OverlHnil Mall" through ti..-
mountain!*. "I'm-lo Hilly" PodK'
:l river, Alfred Vincent, a younK in
PhlncHt? faUwiilladt-i-, Introduc l. rin-y
•ornr aiTiisH the remains of a massacre.
I.ater at Anthony's station they llnd the
redskins have enrrled their destructive
work there also, Stella Anthony, ilaush-
ter of Anthony, keeper of station. Is in-
troduced. Anthony has been klll<-<l,
Vincent ts assigned his work in tinearth-
InK plans of enemies of railroad bring
built. Vincent visits town where railroad
men are working on the road and receives
token of esteem from Stella. The old
Mage driver decides to work close to
town In order that he may l>e able to
keep fatherly watch over tho young
woman. She is engaged as t. tutor for
Viola Bernard, daughter of hotel land-
lady. Vincent visits society circles of en-
■tnles of the Central Paelllo railroad anil
learns their seetets. He returns to Stella,
elicit showing signs of love for the other.
Phlneas CadwalTader, pushing a railroad
opposing Central Paellle. reaches mining
town. She writes to Alfred Vincent his
boast. Stella hears from her lover,
.'t Id eon, and of his phenomenal success.
Kinds letter of importance involving
clans of opposition road. Plot to destroy
•oinpany's ship Flora Is unearthed and
Incriminating evidence against Cadwalla-
fler found. Phlneas Cadwallader faces
prison on charge of wire tapping. A per-
fect chain of evidence connects him with
plot to blow tip "Flora." Stella and Al-
fred show love for each other despite
hostility of Gideon. Ill showing .Miss
Hamilton, a niece of a railroad official,
about the camp, Alfred somewhat neg-
lects Stella, who shows pain at treat-
ment. Banquet in railroad town is scene
of more monopolization of Alfred by .Miss
Hamilton, witli determination on Stella's
part to change her temperament. Alfred
writes passionately to Stella, decrying
the attention which lie was compelled to
give .Miss Hamilton. Mrs. "Sally" Ber-
nard announces riches. Gideon makes
threat against Alfred's life. Quickly
leaves town on best procurable horse in
search of Vincent. Race to beat opposi-
tion company's stage a success, stella
falls to hear of Gideon. Stella receives
a letter: "Promise to marry Gideon In-
gram or Alfred Vincent will db ." After
conference Stella decides to flee.
CHAPTER XXIII.
The Promise Kept.
Alfred came downstairs to Mrs. Har-
mon's spacious pnrlor. It lacked some
minutes of the dinner hour, and lie
hoped for a cozy chat before the judge
came in. At least, he felt sure of the
few minutes it took the judge to
scramble, grumbling, into his detested
evening clothes.
Mrs. Harmon entered, a stately,
white-haired woman in creamy, shim-
mering satin, whose merry eyes be-
lied the somewhat stern mouth.
"Alfred!" She was beside him in
front of the fire before he was aware
of her presence. "How good it is to
see you! Oh, but you're changed!"
She looked him over critically, yet in
a breath. "You have acquired tan, a
few—just a few—lines, and a business
face. It is all becoming, though, the
tan, the lines, and—and the business
faee," she added hesitatingly. "You're
a trifle stouter, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am."
"That's good. You were too thin.
Hov sorry I am to have been away
when Vou arrived! It was so Inhos-
pitable."
"It's very good to be here, to see
you after this long time. And don't
trouble a minute about not being here
to receive me. Toy is a whole do-
mestic retinue. He took me to my
old chamber and fussed about delight-
fully."
Yes, Toy is my right-hand man, half
my housekeeping brain."
"It is like home, even to the helio-
trope on the stand. How good of you
to remember my favorite flower."
He glanced swiftly around the quiet
room, bringing his eyes again to her
calm face. He felt welcomed, warmed,
his heart lighter. This beautiful home
was like his own, ample, refilled; and
its genius stood on a pedestal beside
the memory of his mother.
"Flattering of Toy," Mrs. Harmon
replied to his last remark; "you were
a favorite of his. I can't claim credit
for any such definite memory of your
tastes. I'm afraid I've forgotten even
the songs you liked me to sing; but
I shall never forget some of yours.
I can hear you now as on that first
night when you sang 'Down Upon the
Swanee River" as if God had turned
you out of heaven."
"I thought he had then; I know bet-
ter now."
ful woman, a heroine, too—Miss An-
thony."
Alfred started, and his lips straight-
ened instantly. "Stella Anthony?" he
asked thickly.
"No, Esther Anthony," Mrs. Harmon
answered, noting his agitation. "She's
not one you'd take the liberty of nick-
naming. Sit down, Alfred, and let me
tell you of her."
"Is she large, rosy, with red-gold
brown hair, very light, a dozen—all
the colors of the sunset in it?" In
spite of attempted control, his words
trembled with eagerness as he pushed
forward a chair for Mrs. Harmon, and
seated himself opposite her.
"Oh, no! She's queenly tall, but
slender; an elegant figure."
Alfred,winced at Mrs. Harmon's im-
plied mental vision of Stella.
"Her complexion is—certainly not
rosy; yet she has a lovely color, what
one might, perhaps, call warmly pale.
Her hair is wonderful. All the smooth-
ing and pulling of the horrid fashion
cannot banish the wave from it. Dark
brown it is, almost black at night. In
the sun it has rusty tints, shining
threads. I'm sure you never knew
Ing love to hiy wife again! Beginning
right where you left off three years
ago, I suppose, you young scamp!"
The judge rolled in, fat, puffing and
red with the exertion of hasty dress-
ing; yet a man whose leonine head
and kind, fearless eyes would arrest
| the most casual observer.
"Isn't It good to have Alfred here
again?" she asked, as the two shook
hands heartily.
"Of course you think so! Most any
woman would enjoy this spruce young
chap. Never mind the old man, Vin-
cent. I don't blame you. She's a pret-
ty nice sort of an old girl, isn't she?
I'm in love with her myself. I—"
"George, you've twisted your tie.
Let me change it," Mrs. Harmon in-
terrupted, rising to adjust the knot
under the fat, shaven chin, giving it a
tender pat or two for a flush. "I do
wish you'd get you a man; or—let me
help you."
"A man!" he snorted. "When I can't
dress myself to suit you, madam. I'll
resign! Blast all this toggery, any-
how. Spike-fail coats, dinner in the
middle of the night— Don't marry,
Vincent, or you'll be tied for lile to
just such petticoat tyranny."
"I've been accustomed to it in my
youth, sir, all except dinner at night;
that's new to me."
"It's the proper time to dine—at the
close of the day—the only time; when
there's leisure for guests, enjoyment
and digesiton. As for 'petticoat' tyran-
ny," Mrs. Harmon smiled indulgently,
"what would the judge's social position
be with no wife to manage him? Why,
he'd go with one pump and a boot to
a ball! In a dressing-gown, too, per-
haps, if some sane person didn't look
after him."
The judge flung her a merry re-
joinder and turned kind eyes to Al-
fred. "Mother, the boy's grown!"
Why the judge called his wife "moth-
According to a Newport authority,
fashionable women have taken to
wearing heavy double veils which
erosB the face just above the bridge
of the nose, leaving the eyes and
forehead bare. This style is adopt
ed just as Turkish women are giving
up veils, but it need hardly be said
that Newport women are seeking to
hide l heir beauty from the public
gaze; they merely wish to escape
freckles. .
ti
"Stella Anthony?" H« Asked Thickly.
her. She's just back from Vassal- and
from abroad."
"And where had she lived before
that?" Alfred asked, eager yet, though
hope was dying.
"Here in San Francisco. Oh, yes;
out of town at the resorts in summer.
I first met her two years ago last May
in Calistoga. You mustn't think less
I of her, Alfred—she waited at our
table."
"A waitress? And Vassar? I don't
understand."
"No, of course not. It would take
days to tell the strange and fine things
j 1 know of her. We both fell in love
I with her, the judge and myself. She
"Because you have gained It since?" was worklng her way through school."
"Yes, and lost It again. I think 1 "Yes," Alfred answered absently,
know—a little about—hades." He was j "gile has an exceptional mind. The
Because Emi>eror William changed
the fashion of wearing his mustache
he was refused admission to one of
the forts by a watchful sentinel. The
fact that the sentinel was not disci-
plined for this Involuntary Insult to
imperialism may bo classed in tho list
of hulr-breadth escapes.
looking down, and quite unaware
the dejection in his voice.
"You poor boy!" She stepped closer
and put her hand on his arm. "You I
must tell me when you're in the
mood of that trying experience. If
must have been dreadful!"
"The kidnaping? Oh, yes, that was
pretty bad; and the long illness after ] „g0
—but there! What a silly I am to un- Alfred's hope glimmered away to ob-
load my troubles before I've given you i nvion. His heart had sung Stella's
a decent how-do-you-do! That's what nume through all the conversation;
I used to do to my mother at home In | vet nothing of this woman's life or
I judge was very greatly Interested ia
I her."
"I begin to see how Miss Anthony
accomplished Vassar. She—
"But you don't see. She's not a
protegee, but one of the richest wom-
en in the city; and quite the rage,
though she returned less than a month
A keen struggle for the possession
of an extremely rare coin between the
pope and King Victor Emmanuel of
Italy, both numismatists, has just
ended in favor of tho former.
—" He trusted his voice no farther.
"I'm your mother In California, you
know," she said softly.
He lifted her hand from his arm and
kissed it reverently.
"Alfred, dear. I understand. Be-
cause you've been so long from things
you need, have missed things, perhaps,
that I don't know of, my sympathy has
undone you. Some other time, when
no guests are coming, forget that I'm
not your own mother and tell me all
your heart. Meantime, brighten up.
The very dearest of my many girls Is
to be here to-night. I've been wishing
you "wight meet her. She's a beauti-
looks tallied with Stella. Still, if she
] were Stella—oh, if she were Stella!
"All the judge did was to mfinage
I her mining property," Mrs. Harmon
i went, "mines she had owned for years
I but supposed worthless. So they were
until the railroad made the valley of
J the Humboldt accessible."
"That was fortunate for her. Has
| she finished school?"
"Yes, graduated with honors Inst
spring. You should have taken her Iti
to dinner If I had known you wero
coming; but I've promised her to Mr.
Montague. She's—"
"Hello, Vincent! Here you are, mak-
er" was a mystery to their friends.
The more observant noticed that he
used the name only when moved;
seers read in it undying regret for the
son that came but never breathed.
"Yes, it's true, judge," Alfred ac-
knowledged. "In spite of hardship and
roughing it I've laid on flesh.
The bell rang.
"There are the rest of the diners!
Come on, Vincent, into the den with
me. There'll be time for a good talk
before the madam's train and Toy are
ready for dining-room conjunction. I
want to hear by eye-witness from the
Front."
The two went into a largo rear room
overlooking the Bay, the Golden Gate,
Saucelito straggling down the Marin
county hills to the shore, Tamalpais
and all the rest of the blue and golden-
brown panorama unrolled before them
in eternal beauty.
Alfred declined cigars, but the judge
smoked serenely, quite indifferent to
the nearing dinner hour.
"Tell me, how's tho iron horse race
coming on out there in the sage-brush?
Crocker and Gregory getting in on the
last heat ?"
"Yes, sir; they're making fair time,"
Alfred replied. "They expected to be
at Salt Ijike City in the spring, but
they've had to change the route, you
know, to the north end of the laks."
"Yes; on account of the treat
"But It hasn't. Those people are
rushing right along, regardless of
Uncle Sam's disapproval."
"Our folks surprised those U. P. |
chaps some, 1 expect, when we caught ^
up with their west section of grade. !
What possessed the Union Pacific peo-
ple to begin grading as far west as
Humboldt Wells? They're poor cal-
culators."
"There's a secret about that, Kir.
Did Mr. Crocker never tell you of Mr.
Gregory's understudy?"
"Understudy? What of him?"
"Last autumn, when our people were
pegging along near Winnemucca, a
stranger came to Gregory wishing to
study railroading at its latest and
best; said he was contemplating an
Oregon enterprise; completely fooled
the old man."
"Fooled Gregory!" The judge's laugh
shook him as a craft tossed by a high
wind.
"Yes, sir. The fellow was a U. P.
spy. He went back by way of San
Francisco and the Isthmus, and told
his people we couldn't get to Salt
Lake before '71. You should have
heard Gregory's remarks. Good for
indigestion."
"But. how came the spy to be so out
of reckoning?" asked the judge, grin-
ning appreciatively.
"Based his calculations on the Pal-
isade tunnel. That would have taken
a good year."
"And our folks changed their minds
and walked around it. Dully! What
does Gregory say now?"
"Oh, that's history to him. He's
busy driving his white men and
Chinese like a modern Pharaoh."
"By hokey! It was lucky for us, that
brag Durrant made."
"Durrant?" Alfred questioned ab-
sently. His mind was wandering with
Stella in the past. Iter memory vividly
aroused by Mrs. Harmon's description
of her protegee.
"Yes. Didn't you hear of it? Vice-
President Durrant of the Union Pacific
telegraphed Stanford this: 'If we lay
any track on your grading we'll pay
you for your grading, if you lay any
on ours we won't charge you a cent.'
We'll get them on that deal."
"Yes, sir; and it's lucky for us that
ownership terminates where the iron
meets instead of where the grades
meet."
"Iron! That's the keynote. I wish
we could act on Gregory's wish and I
get iron out across the Isthmus."
"It would be like spiking down silver
track," Alfred said wonderingly.
"You bet! But we're making rail-
road for 1,000 years! Every mile we
build now will in time pay for Isthmus-
packed iron—yes, for silver track!"
Alfred nodded, but was silent.
Toy, velvet-footed, and exquisite in
his waiter's garb, came to the door.
"Missee Har'mon likee see judge,
Mistee Vinccn' in pa'lah," he said
softly.
The judge rose slowly and flipped
the cigar ashes from his coat. "Good-
bye, comfort. Come on, boy. She's the
general, you know."
In the parlor Alfred was barely in-
troduced to the other guests when
through the hall archway Miss An
thony appeared. He stopped in the
middle of a speech and stared open
mouthed. It was Stella!
He took a quick step forward, but
halted. This was not his Stella. She
dwelt only in memory, in the far, fra-
grant mountains. His long, fruitless
search for her flashed upon him, his
months, yfars of longing. Surely she
had not wished to be found. He looked
again at the stately woman before him
No, no; this was not his Stella.
Esther's entrance had Immediately
focussed attention. Alfred was glad
that his perturbation had thus gone
unnoticed. He took shelter behind a
pillar and covertly followed her move-
ments.
She was taller than before, he
thought; and she carried herself regal
Iy. Her gown was white; and save
tlie crimson rose drooping from hei
hai.', the rich dress was relieved only
by a string of priceless pearls, the
most beautiful Alfred had ever seen.
Guests went forward to meet her,
till she was encircled. Turning this
way and that to make her replies, A1 j
fred fancied she sent a fleeting glance
his way. But before there was timt i
for further speculation, dinner wat V_
announced; and in the slight confusion
of finding partners, Esther, passing i
looked at him without recognition. I'
(TO BE CONTINUKD.)
VISITS Wi lli
•Vl/MMBY
Gee!
HE neighbors rushed in-
to the home of a friend
of mine the other
night, called thero by
the lusty screaming of
a woman. It was my
friend's wife. He had
been out in the yard and caught a
frog and when she wasn't looking
he had poured out her tea,
slipped the frog in her cup and put
the saucer over it. When the good
woman returned to finish h<= r tea,
she lifted the saucer and the frog
jumped out and hit her in the eye!
Now she is mad because she didn't
think to tell the neighbors her hus-
band had been beating her. putting
the burden of the explanation on him
instead of shouldering it all h-*rself.
o o o
On the Way.
Napoleon who crossed the Alp* and won
eternal frtme.
And Hannibal who bumbled Home and
made a lasting name,
Each worn the laurel on Ills brow, each
felt the kiss of bay—
But what was that compared to bliss
along the boyhood way?
The birds are singing songs of love, the
sun is golden red;
Aurora bathed in matin light arises from
her bed.
And where the pathway lilts along be-
neath the sylvan shade,
Tho king of all the earth plod3 on in
denim shirt arrayed!
He goes a-whistllng on his way, his heart
as light as air,
To where the sun is gilding waves in
crests beyond compare,
- v',x 'r.
And in a still, secluded spot, some magic,
mirrored nook.
He stops to cut a erotched stick and bait
his trusty book!
And while he sees the trembling cork
bob up and down with glep.
lie knows a bullhead sucks the bait with
hungry ecstasy!
And as he gives his pole a jerk and hooks
the lish secure,
I lis heart leaps up with warbling birds
that sing an overture!
I seek not Cromwell's thrills of heart, tho
pride of Charlemagne,
I do not pine for Marathon nor KUward's
kingly reign.
I only ask that I may be a patched and
freckled boy—
The ruler of a bull-head hole, upon a
throne of joy!
o o o
A Laugh or Two.
There are people who are perfect—•
chumps. Far be it from me, however,
to pick 'em out.
☆ ☆ ☆
It doesn't seem to me to-day that I
ever could have kicked because 1 hail
to shovel snow!
ft ft ft
If some people would not chew the
rag so much they would have better
teeth for masticating beefsteak.
☆ ☆ ☆
I never could see how men can save
enough money during the winter time
to pay their taxes and buy their win-
ter coal in the springtime.
FORGOT AN IMPORTANT POINT.
Boston Carpenter Overlooked Davy
Crockett's Immortal Advice.
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I
When a young man is leaving her
house at midnight all filled with lov#>
! and noble thoughts, it is tough luck
Apropos of the fat man who built to be suspected of burglary and fol-
his wife a table in the cellar too big lowed six blocks by a plebeian police-
to go through the door, a reader de- j man.
clares that he knows of a man who i
did very much the same trick. The , Many a man will trust a woman ini-
man in question, a Iloston carpenter, plicitly in all tilings except in handling
was having a dull season, and as the pay envelope. Nine times out of
spring was coming on he decided to 'en she can make it go further, too.
build himself a boat for use in his- Occasionally she can make it go quick-
toric Boston bay. After due considera- er, tis true; but, as a rule, woman is
tion the carpenter decided to use bis
own cellar as a workshop, as he had
plenty of room and all materials were
handy. He did not once think of get-
ting the boat out until after weeks of
hard work he had finished a fine 18-
foot vessel. Of course it would not
go through a mere door, and as there
was no double door entrance the car-
swanips, they said. Was that neces- penter was up against it. He was de-
sary? It cuts out a pile of good ter-1 termined to have his boat, though,
ritory."
a better buyer than a man.
O O O
"Pronoun Guide."
I It is said tho school children in Ma
Ison have what they call "a guide to t
use of pronouns" which they sprini?
i heir elders whenever opportunity offe:
The verse runs:
: "Hav
Have
Her <
p her went, am licr gone,
her left I all alone?
•an never come to we.
to sli
"They decided it was necessary. The
detour would carry the road far out of
line, and take too long. Our co ipuny
has already lapped the Union Pacific
grade; still, it is uphill work; the)
can't build as fas( as they ought. '
"The refusal irt the government to
accept that 100 miles of Union Pacific
road will delay them; I'm of
that."
and he tore out the entire end of hiy
house to get it out of his cellar. He
got bis boat, and also had more bard
work to do in his dull season, for it
us several weeks beforo he finished
repairing the house.
Daily Thought.
May the fair goddess, Fortune, fall
deep in love with thee: Prosperity be
thy page.—Shakespeare.
cruel Pate, to be so blind.
bring I hence leave she behind 1
-Will l-\ Gri
O O O
September Delicacies.
find the shells
i'V li'" «'■ '
•h wo
Hut the pearls
don't care for either
Bring the oysters in to
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