The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 19, No. 42, Ed. 1 Thursday, March 4, 1909 Page: 2 of 8
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C. H. Miller, Pub.
Now that William Is 50 years old It
will be hard for him to pose as a boy
"Women and children first," said
Capt. Sealby. This Is still the age of
Though 50 years old. the kaiser Is
still picking up bits of valuable in-
The Cornell university library now
contains over 353,000 volumes and
more than 53.000 pamphlets.
The sale of matches made of white
phosphorus has been prohibited in
England by act of parliament.
Another good thing about the water
wagon is the small amount of repair
bills ever incurred on its account.
New York doctor says that happy
childhood on a farm is impossible.
I'lease note that a New York doctor
Mr. John i). Rockefeller's physi-
cian has assured him of living to be
100. A doctor worth having! May his
patient never miss his old friends,
In Oregon a ten-inch hatpin Is to be
the limit. Thus are slang and legal
phraseology working pleasantly hand
in hand in the interest of a great and
Miss C. de H. Benest Is the first
woman driver of a motor omnibus in
England. She was the only woman to
take the examination for motor en-
gineering recently held In London.
A woman in New York wants a di
vorce on the constitutional ground of
involuntary servitude. This is merely
another variation of the time-honored
demand of the woman to boss the
Now a traitor to her sex comes for-
ward to explain publicly how a wom-
an's age may be told by her wrinkles.
As if In this age of beauty culture and
perennial youth anybody ever saw such
an anomaly as a wrinkled woman.
A tunnel more than a mile in length,
said to be the longest in existence for
use by a municipal electric railway,
has been opened for operation by the
Genoa Street railway. It connects
Genoa with the adjacent large com-
mune of Hivarolo.
That gentleman who suggests that
we provide a comprehensive deep-wa-
terway scheme for the whole country
before spending much money on wa-
terways appears to have a longer head
than those belonging to some enthu-
siasts on this popular topic.
Many persons who are otherwise to-
tal abstainers permit the use of whis-
ky as a stimulant in case of accidents.
It is interesting to note that the regu-
lation "first aid" stimulant for miners
is becoming, not alcohol, but coffee
and aromatic spirits of ammonia.
Kansas proposes to teach its women
citizens how to cook. And Kansas is
a state in which women have the right
to vote. Thesuffragists may find there-
in a potent argument to use to over-
come the masculine opposition on
the lines of the celebrated recipe to
make a man happy—"Feed the brute."
Evidence is accumulating that the
Chinese in some parts of the empire
are enforcing the edict against the cul-
tivation of the opium poppy. When
orders were issued to certain peasants
against the further cultivation of the
poppy near Amoy, and resistance was
offered by more than 2,000 of them,
the authorities used force against
Kansas is about to have a law that
will'make it a penitentiary offense for
a fruit tree agent to sell one kind of
a tree and deliver another, and the pur-
chaser is given seven years in which
to detect the fraud. The Kansas
farmer has been fooled so often by
these agents that he has at last
"turned," like the proverbial worm,
says the Indianapolis Star.
Society people who want a new
fashion frequently revive an old one,
which explains, perhaps, why earrings
have "come back." While they have
been "out" they seem to have been
growing. At the opera recently a
woman of New York society displayed
a pair of pendants five inches in
length, and informed her friends that
they were the latest thing from Lon-
• * m. •
Joseph C. Lincoln
Author of "Capn Cri* "Partncrs of the Tide*
Copreioiir ISO' A & BA/fiCi ear ConP/uiY
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Illustrations BY T. D.NELVIH.
At the woman suffrage banquet in
New York, which was addressed by
Mrs. Clarence Mackay. the social
leader, she wore a handsome gown of
a soft gold-color chiffon velvet with old
gold lace, and a large brown picture
hat with lace and brown plumes. Con-
gratulations to the suffragettes .upon
having at last acquired the art of
making their gatherings attractive as
well as more or less interesting!
Mr. Solomon Pratt began comical nar-
ration of story, introducing well-to-do
Nathan Scudder of bin town, and Edward
Van Brunt and Martin Hartley, two rirh
New Yorkera «< « king r«-Ht. Because of
latter pair's lavish expenditure of money,
1'rail's first impreHsion was connected
with lunatics. Van Brunt, It was learned,
was the Htirressful suitor for the hand
of Miss A Knew Page. who gave Hartley
up. Adventure at Fourth of July cele-
bration at Eastwich. Hartley rescued a
boy, known u "Reddy, from under a
horse'* feet and the urehln proved to be
Miss Page's i hftrfN, whom *|"-
had taken to the country for an outing-
Out Hailing later, Van Brunt, l'ratt and
Hopper were wrecked in a squall. Pratt
landed safely and a search f«>r the other
two revealed an island upon which they
were found. Van Hrunt rented it from
Hendder and called It Ozone Island. In
charge of a company of New York poor
children Miss Talford and Miss I'iige vis-
ited Ozone Island. In another storm Van
Brunt and Hartley narrowly escaped be-
ing wrecked, having aboard chickens,
pikrs. etc., with which they were to start
a farm. Eureka Sparrow, a country girl,
was < ngaged as a cook nnd Van Hrunt
and Hartley paid a visit to her father,
who for years had been claiming con-
sumption as an excuse for not working.
Washington Sparrow was there.
There wa'n't but one comfortable
rocking chair in sight and he was in
that, with his stocking feet resting on
the ruins of a haircloth sofa. He was
pretty husky looking, seemed to me,
for a man complicated with consump-
tion and nervous dyspepsy, but his
face was as doleful as a crape bonnet,
and 'twas plain that he could see no
hope, and was satisfied with his eye-
sight. He had a clay pipe in his
niouth and was smoking like a peat
"How are you, Mr. Sparrow?" says
Martin, bright and chipper. "How's
the health this morning?"
The Invalid rolled his eyes around,
but he didn't get out of the rocker.
Neither did he take them blue yarn
socks off the sofa.
"Oh!" says he, groaning something
awful. "I'm miserable, thank you. Set
down and make yourselves to home."
There was only three settable pieces
of furniture in the room. He was
using two of 'em, and t'othe
child's high chair. So we decided to
"Don't you find yourself improving
this beautiful weather?" asks Hartley,
Washy fetched another groan, so
deep that I Judged it started way
down In the blue socks.
"No," says he. "I'm past Improving.
Just lingering 'round now and suffer-
ing waiting for the end. I s'pose Reky
told you what I had, didn't she?"
Hartley looked troubled. "Why," he
says, "she did say that you feared
"Tuber—nothing! That's just like
her! making fun of her poor sick fa-
ther. What I've got is old-fashioned
consumption.'' Here he fetched a cough
that was hollerer than the groaning.
"Old-fashioned consumption and nerv-
ous dyspepsy. Can't eat a meal's vit-
tles In comfort. Hut there! I'll be
through pretty soon. The sooner the
quicker I say. Everybody '11 be glad
when I'm gone. 'Don't,' 1 says to 'em,
'don't rag out in no mourning for me.
l3on't put no hothouse wreaths on my
grave. I know how you feel and—'
Get off my feet, you everlasting young
one! Think I'm a ladder?"
The last part was to Dewey, who
had come in from the kitchen, and
was trying to climb onto the sofa.
Martin looked like he didn't know
what to say. By and by he cleared his
throat and threw out a hint concerning
Eureka's coming to Ozone. The sick
man shook his head.
"No," he says. "I'm self-sacrificing,
and all that, but somehow I can't make
up my mind to let her go. I can't
bear to have her out of my sight a
minute. You can't begin to think, Mr.
What's-Your Name, what a comfort
'tis to me, agonizing here and suffer-
ing, to have Keky setting down along-
' side of me day after day, the way she
does. You can't begin to think it, mis-
1 couldn't begin to think it—not
without what the doctor calls "stimu-
lants." The amount of setting down
that poor, hard-working Eureka got
time for wouldn't comfort anybody
much, it seemed to me.
"She's my favorite child," went on
Washy, swabbing his eyes. "She al-
ways was, too. Even when she was a
baby I thought more of her than I
done of all the others."
Eureka must have been listening,
for she called from the kitchen:
"Why, pa!" she says. "When I was
baby there wa'n't any others. I'm
I The invalid bounced up straight in
I the rocker. "That's it!" he hollers.
did, and he had to roost on the edge of
it to keep from falling through.
"Er—er—just a minute, mister," he
says. "I want you to understand how
I feel about this thing. If I was able
to do for myself 'twould be different,
Eureka came to the door then,
wiping her arms on her apron.
"Why, pa," she says, "I told you I
could fix that."
She went on to tell how she'd get up
early every morning and cook the
meals afore she left, and how Edltha
would be there, and Lycurgus would
split the wood and do the chores, and
how she'd be home nights, and so on.
She had planned everything. I liked
that girl. At last her dad give another
one of his groans.
"All right," says he. "I give In. , I
ain't going to stand In the way. Hadn't
ought to expect nothing different, I
s'pose. Work and fret and slave your-
self into the boneyard bringing up chil-
dren, and—and educating 'em and all,
and then off they go and leave you.
Well, I'm resigned. Mr.—Mr.—What's-
Your-Name, she can go, Eureka can—
for two dollars more a week."
I actually gasped out loud. The
cheek of him! Why, the price Van
had offered was enough to hire three
girls. And now this shark wanted
Even Martin Hartley seemed to be
set back some. But he was game.
For a "mercenary" chap he was the
was easy for all of us, for quite a
spell. The new girl was a wonder, so
far as doing work was concerned.
She'd go through. Marcellus' old home
like a hurricane, sweeping and dusting
and singing. She was 'most always
singing—that is, when she wa'n't talk-
ing. She had a queer program of
music, too. running from hymn tunes
to songs she'd heard the boarders use
over at the hotel. One minute 'twould
be, "Land Ahead! Its Fruits Are
Waving," and the next meeting some-
body "in the shade of the old apple
One day I come in and she was
piping up about how everybody in her
house worked but her dad, or words to
"Hello!" says I. "Did you make that
up out of your head?"
"No," she says. "It's a new one
that Lycurgus heard over to the Old
Home house. It sounded so as if 'twas
made for our family that it kind of
stuck In Lys* craw and he come home
and told it to me.
" 'Everybody works but father,
And he sets 'round all day.'
"I tried it on pa last night," she
went on. "Thought it might jar him
some, but It didn't. He said 'twas
funny. Maybe I'd think so, too, if I
How Hartley laughed when he heard
her singing. She tickled the Twins
'most to death, anyway. She was as
sharp as a whip and as honest as a
Quaker parson. When her first pay
day come she set her squared-toed
boot down and simply would not take
the extry two dollars wages. She said
even a hog knew when it had enough,
and she wa'n't a hog. Martin told
me he was going to make It up to her
some other way. The Heavenlies was
mighty interested in her; but not more
so than she was in them.
She and I had some great confabs
when we was alone together. She
asked I don't know how many ques-
tions about Hartley and Van Brunt;
why they was living this way, and
how they used to live and all. I told
her some of what Lord James had
told me, but not the whole. I left out
about the engaged business, because
Mr. Marconi does not, of course,
regard the collision of the Republic
and the Florida as an affair arranged
for the advertisement of his inven-
tion, still he will necessarily not re-
gret the favorable attention called
Make fun of your helpless, poor old
-A nugget of gold weighing more than
five pounds has been found in an old
placer in the Highland district by
John Kern and has been deposited in
the bank of W. A. Clark & Bro., in
Butte. Its exact weight is 60 ounces
and 17 pennyweights, troy.
father! Go ahead! pick at me and
contradict me! I s'pose when I'm
I dead and in my grave you'll contradict
me every time I speak."
I He blew off steam for much as five
minutes. Didn't ever remember to
i stop and get his cough going. Hartley
turned to the door. I could see he was
"Very well," he says. "I'm sorry.
I'm sure she is just the girl we need.
Good day, Mr. Sparrow."
I cal'late Washy wa'n't expecting
that. He hitched around in his chair.
It bad a busted caue seat, the chair
I ' "h'M-n,
What Ails Him," Says She, "Is Girl."
most liberal piece of goods on the1
"Certainly, Mr. Sparrow," says he.
"That will be satisfactory. Good
morning. Good-morning, Eureka. I
presume we shall see you to-morrow?"
We got out of the house finally.
Washy come far as the kitchen to see
us off. He was smiling and sweet as
syrup now. When I'd got to the walk
Eureka called me back.
"Mr. Pratt," she whispered, "you tell
Mr. Hartley that of course I shan't
take the extra two dollars. I'll be
paid too much as 'tis. But we won't
let pa know."
Afore I could answer there was a
yell from the dining room. I looked
in and there was Washy doubled up.in
that rocker with his knees under his
chin. He'd forgot about the busted
cane seat and had set down heavy and
gone through. Editha was trying to
haul him out, the baby was crying and
the invalid himself was turning loose
the healthiest collection of language
I'd heard for a good while. Eureka
dove to the rescue, and I come away.
Hartley and I walked on a spell
without saying much. Then he asks:
"Skipper, do you suppose that fel-
low really has consumption?"
"Humph!" says I, disgusted; "con-
sumption of grub."
He thought a minute longer.
"Poor girl," says he. "She has a
hard time of It. We must see If we
can't help her in some way."
Miss Sparrow's Diagnosis.
Eureka was on hand bright and
early the next day and it didn't take
me long to see that she was worth her
salt. She took hold like a good one
and had breakfast—and a mighty good
breakfast—ready right on time. I
don't know when I've enjoyed a meal
like I done that one, sure all the while
that I hadn't got to turn to and wash
the dishes afterwards. I went out to
my gardening feeling like a sick man
who had turned the corner and was on
the road to getting well again.
And from then on the Natural Life
I figgered it wa'n't any of her affairs,
rightly speaking. Course 'twa'n't none
of mine, neither, but somehow I'd got
to feel that I was a sort of father to
them two cracked New Yorkers.
"Do you think they're crazy?" she
asks. "Nate Scudder says they act as
if they was."
"You've got me," says I. "I ain't
made up my mind yet."
"What makes 'em go in swimming
every morning?" she wanted to know.
"Why, to take a bath, I guess," says
I. "Van Brunt told me he always
took his 'plunge' when he was home."
She nodded, quick as usual. "Dm-
hum," says she. "I've read about it.
They do it in the marble swimming
pool in the gardens of the ducal man-
sion. And there's palm trees around
and fountains, and nightingales sing-
ing, and music floating on the balmy,
perfumed air. And when they've got
all scrubbed up there's velvet-footed
menials to fan 'em and give 'em
hasheesh to smoke."
"Want to know!" I says. "What's
hasheesh? Plug cut or cigars?"
" 'Tain't neither," said she. "It's
some kind of stuff that makes you
dream about beautiful women and
"Well, they don't have that here,"
says I. "They smoke cigars and cig-
arettes. And I've smoked both of 'em
and my dreams was mainly about how
much work I had to do. Nightingales
are birds, ain't they? We're pretty
shy on nightingales over here to
Horsefoot, but maybe the gulls make
that up. Gulls don't sing, no more
than hens, but they screech enough for
six. Where did you get all this stuff
She got it out of library books and
the Home Comforter. Seems old Miss
Paine, over in the village, lent her the
Comforter every week as fast as she
got through with It herself. Eureka
had never been to the city, nor any-
wheres further than Eastwich, and her
Ideas about such things was the
queerest mixed-up mess of novel trash
and smart boarder's lies that ever
was. That, and what she'd read In
the newspapers. She said she was
going to the city some day when her j
"affinity" showed up.
"What's your idea of a first-class af- j
Unity?" I asks, looking for informa-
tion. I didn't know whether 'twas an j
animal or a cart.
"Well." says she, "he's got to be j
good-looking and have chests and ;
chests of gold and jewelry. Further
than that I ain't made up my mind ]
She said when she did go she would
sew up her money in the waist of her
dress and if a confidence man or a j
trust or a policeman tried to get it |
away from her, she bet he'd have
trouble on his hands.
"Policeman?" says I. "What would
he be doing trying to steal your j
money? Policemen ain't thieves."
"They ain't, hey?" she says. "City
policemen ain't? I guess you ain't read |
much about 'em."
She read the police committee trials
in a stack of three or four-year-old |
newspapers and they'd fixed her, far's |
policemen was concerned.
She didn't take any stock in Hart-
ley's being down our way for his
health. She said she had made up her
mind what was the matter with him.
"What ails him," says she, "is Girl."
"Girl?" says I.
"Yup. He's In love."
I set back and looked at her. Mind j
you I hadn't said one word about
Agnes Page or the busted engagement.
"Get out!" I says, finally. "What
did he come here for. then? There ain't
a female native in this neighborhood
that wouldn't stop a clock—present
company excepted, of course."
"It don't make no difference. He's
in love, and he's come here to forget
his troubles. You never read 'False,
but Fair; or the Bride Bereft,' did
you? I thought not. Why, East Well-
mouth Is Glory alongside of some
places that young men in love goes to.
You wait. I'll find out that girl's
name some of these days."
She said that Van Brunt wa'n't in
love; which struck me funny, knowing
what I did.
'Twa'n't so very long after this that
the Heavenlies and me drove to South
Eastwich to visit the Fresh Air school.
I don't think Hartley would have gone
if it hadn't been that his name was
'specially mentioned in the note from
Agnes. Even then Van had to say
that he wouldn't go unless his chum
We left Eureka to keep house. It
seemed to suit her first rate.
"You wait till that Scudder man
comes," she says to me. "I want to
talk to him about the milk he's been
"What's the matter with it?" I asks.
"Ain't he giving full measure?"
"Not of milk he ain't," she says.
"It's too white to wash with and too
blue to drink. I'm going to tell him
we've got a pump ourselves."
The Eastwich school was a big old
farmhouse with considerable land
around it. The youngsters had lots of
room to run and carry on. All hands
was at the door to meet us, Agnes and
Miss Talford and Redny, and all the
Inmates. The Heavenlies had stopped
in the village and got a big freezer full
of ice cream—they ordered it ahead—
and, well, I thought we'd got a warm
welcome, but when the children saw
The ladies shook hands with us and
asked us in. Lord James was there in
all his glory. You could see that his
new job suited him down to his shoes.
No hard work, no sailing or such like,
good easy bosses and plenty of pick-
ing on the side, I judged. I turned the
horse and carriage over to him, under
protest, and we went into the house.
"First of all, Ed," said the Page
girl, turning to Van Brunt, "I want to
thank you, on behalf of the children,
for your kindness in sending them the
fruit. It is delicious. You should see
the dears every day when the express-
man comes with the basket."
Van looked puzzled. "Fruit?" he
says. "I don't understand. Do you
know anything about fruit, skipper?"
I pleaded not guilty. Hartley didn't
seem to hear. He was busy talking
with Miss Talford.
"Why!" says Agness. "Doesn't it
come from you? We have been receiv-
ing the loveliest basket of fruit from
Boston every morning. I thought of
course you had ordered it for us.
Didn't you, really?"
Van shook his head. "It takes a
man with the ordinary amount of
brains and thoughtfulness to do things
like that," he says. "I'm miles below
the average in such things. In all but
carelessness and general idiocy I'm a
bear on the market. Here, Martin!
Miss Talford, please excuse him for
a moment, will you? Martin, are you
responsible for this fruit?"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Five-year-old Deborah had been in-
vited to take luncheon at a restau-
rant with Miss K.
"Do you like cocoa?" she was asked.
When the answer was "Yes," the
beverage was duly brought, but re-
At last Miss K. said: "Why don't
you drink your cocoa, Deborah, when
you said you wanted It?"
"I didn't say I wanted it," replied
the child, politely; "I only said I
liked it." — Woman's Home Com-
A Back That Aches All Day Disturbs
Sleep at Night.
Thomas N. McCullough, 321 So.
Weber St., Colorado Springs. Colo.,
says: "Attacks of
backache and kid-
ney trouble be-
gan to come on
me, lasting often
for three weeks
at a time, and I
would be unable
to turn in bed.
■ The ur'no was
much disordered, containing sediment,
and my rest was broken at night. Re-
lief from these troubles came soon
after 1 started taking Doan's Kidney
Pills, and continued treatment entire-
ly freed me from kidney trouble. The
cure has been permanent."
Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box.
Foster-Milburn Co.. Buffalo, N. Y.
Caterpillar—How much a shave,
Barber—Ten cents, but it will cost
you a dollar, the price of ten shaves,
if you want to be shaved all over.
Laundry work at home would b«
much more satisfactory if the right
Btarch were used. In order to get the
desired stiffness, it is usually neces-
sary to use so much starch that the
beauty and fineuofcs of the fabric is
hidden behind a paste of varying
thickness, which not only destroys the
appearance, but also affects the wear-
ing quality of the goods. This trou-
ble can be entirely overcome by using
Defiance Starch, as it can be applied
much more thinly because of its great-
er strength than other makes.
No matter how eloquent you may be
talking to your Father in heaven, it
will not balance a sour disposition to
your family here.—Henry F. Cope.
Character's strength is not in doing
what a self-will would have us do, but
what the conscience dictates is out
Overshoes for Horses.
In large cities like Chicago and
New York Icy asphalt pavements
cause the death of hundreds of horses
every winter. Many styles and shapes
of shoes are now being introduced in
an endeavor to stop accidents, one of
the most promising of which consists
of a chain tread, which can be quick-
ly buckled on and as quickly taken
off the foot of a horse without the use
of tools. It Is practically self-adjust-
lus, is strong, cheap and durable.
Cured by Lydia E. Pink*
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Baltimore, Md. — "For four years
my life was a misery to me. I suffered
ties, terrible drag-
ness, and that all
gone feeling in my
stomach. I baa
given up hope of
ever being well
when I began to
take Lydia E. Pink-
I felt as though
new life had been
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I to all my friends."—Mrs. W. S. Ford,
1938 Lansdowne St., Baltimore, Md.
I The most succc^sful remedy in this
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i troubled with displacements, inflam-
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If you are suffering from any of these
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If you would like special advice
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The development of the country has made
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tJitor, who -visited Canada In August last.
The grain crop of 1908 will net many
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Miller, C. H. The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 19, No. 42, Ed. 1 Thursday, March 4, 1909, newspaper, March 4, 1909; Hennessey, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc105646/m1/2/: accessed July 28, 2021), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.