The Dover News. (Dover, Okla.), Vol. 6, No. 46, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 10, 1907 Page: 2 of 4
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E. F. PURSELL, Editor.
The national debt is $'.>25,159,250
o this is not a billion dollar country
In ono impoitant respect.
Commercial travelers' licenses in
the llritsli South African colonies
and protectorates amount to $000
If Dr. Osier will head off the winter
leather recollections of the oldest in
habitant which are about due, we will
Even nature seems in league with
Croesus. Klondike's Increased out-
put adds its golden stream to the tide
Says Count Bonl, "It is immaterial
to me what the American press say
about me." The proud indifference of
a superior soul, doubtless.
An Alton woman who asserts she
was married while stupefied by pois-
oned confections now realizes that she
made a mistake in her "candy man."
With seats on the New York Stock
exchange selling at $82,000, brokers
remarks the Pittsburg Press, should
now execute their orders standing.
Cambridge, Mass., provides for
privilege of study and travel one year
In seven for the public school teach-
ers. A teacher draws a part salary
•ml has regular position on return.
The question of how long It will
take to oxhaust the coal deposits in
the earth is not of as much Import-
ance as that more Intimate problem,
how long the deposit in the cellar will
On hearing from Professor Lowell
that the people of Mars are suffering
from thirst, the Kentucky colonels
request him to extend to them the as-
surance of their most distinguished
Diamonds are reported to be going
down in price. This Is probably due
to the fact that general prosperity
has made it possible for so many
people to have diamonds that they
have become common.
A woman who is going to Java in
quest of the missing link probably
will not find It, but, says the Phila
delphia Ledger, slie may learn how
the consumption of Java coffee man-
ages to exceed the product.
The New York authorities are car-
rying out a scheme for giving each
class of animals a scenic background
' reminiscent of its native habitat. So,
by and by, the zoo will be not only a
menagerie but an art gallery.
John Holland, submarine torpedo
boat inventor, reports that he is now
at work on a submarine monster
against whose attack there can be no
defence, and which will put all war-
ships out of business. He ought to
be made an honorary member of the
universal peace society, remarks thw
Speaking at Carlisle, the bishop of
that city said he was against abbrevi-
ations on principle. "At Birmingham
recently there was a considerable pro-
portion of the people so busy that they
could not spare the time when speak-
ing about the year to say 1901, but
articulated sharply nineteen one. I
am persuaded abbreviations have an
unwholesome effect go men's minds."
lit, DAVID GRAHAM PHILLIPS, Author of "THL CQSZWc
CHAPTER X.—Continued. to conduct myself on that particular
But my vanity was not done with occasion an instant's thought, 1 should
me. Led on by it, I proceeded to have have got on without the least trouble,
one of those ridiculous "generous lm It was with a sigh of profound re-
pulses"—I persuaded myself that lief that 1 sank upon the chair be-
there must be some decency in tills tween Miss Hllersly and Mrs. Lang-
liberality, in addition to the prudence don, safe from danger of making
which I flattered myself was the chief \ "breaks," so 1 hoped, for the rest of
(ho Impatient glances of his w*fe I thlnR sh« probably wished me to think
while he talked on and on with Miss j vaguely pleasant.
Ellersly. "You are the first woman I ever
At last Langdon arose. It irritated knew," I went on, "with whom It was
me to see her color under that in I hard for me to get on any sort of
different fascinating smile of his. It I terms. I suppose it's my fault. 1
Irritated me to note that he held he; i don't know this game yet. I'll
hand all the time he was saying good ! learn it, if you'll be a little patient;
by, and the fact that he held It a3 1: ] and when I do, 1 think I'll be able to
he'd as lief not be holding it hardly keep up my end."
lessened my longing to rush in and [ She looked at me—just looked. I
knock him down. What he did was | couldn't begin to guess what was
all in the way of perfect good man | going on in that gracefully-poised head
cause. "I have been unjust to Roe-
buck," I thought. "I have been mis-
Judging his character." And incredl-
the evening. But within a very few
minutes I realized that my little mis-
adventure had unnerved me. My
hie though it seems, I said to him with ! hands were trembling so that I could
a good deal of genuine emotion: "I | scarcely lift the soup spoon, to my
don't know how to thank you, Mr. j lips, and my throat had got so far
Roebuck. And, instead of trying, I [ beyond control that I had difficulty in
want to apologize to you. 1 have swallowing. Miss Ellersly and Mrs.
thought many hard things against : Langdon were each busy with the man
you; have spoken some of them. I on the other side of her; I was left to
had better have been attending to my my own reflections, and I was not sure
own conscience, instead of criticising
"Thank you, Blacklock," said he, in
a voice that made me feel as if I were
a little boy in the crossroads church,
believing I could almost Bee the an-
gels floating above the heads of the
singers in the choir behind the
preacher. "Thank you. I am not sur-
prised that you have misjudged- me.
God has given me a great work to do,
and those who do I lis will In this
whether this made me more or less
uncomfortable. To add to my torment.
I grew angry, with myself. I looked
up and down and cross the big table,
noted all these self-satisfied people
perfectly at their ease; and I said to
myself: "What's the matter with
you, Matt? They're only men and
women, and by no means the best
specimens of the breed. You've got
more brains than all of 'em put to-
gether, probably; is there one of the
ners, and would have jarred no one
| not supersensitive, like me—and like
his wife. 1 saw that she, too, was
lu au aimless sort of way Miss
Hllersly, after the Langdons had dis-
appeared, left the drawing-room by
I the same door. Still aimlessly wan-
j dering, she drifted into the library by
the hall door. As I rose, she lifted her
eyes, saw me, and drove away the
frown of annoyance which came over
her face like the faintest haze. In
fact, it may have existed only in my
imagination. She opened a large,
square silver box on the table, took
out a cigarette, lighted it and holding
it, with the smoke lazily curling up
from it, between the long slender first
and second fingers of her white hand,
stood idly turning the leaves of a mag-
azine. I threw my cigar into the
fireplace. The slight sound as it struck
made her jump, and 1 saw that, under-
neath her surface of perfect calm, she
was in a nervous state full as tense as
"You smoke?" said I.
"Sometimes," she replied. "It is
soothing and distracting. I don't know
how it is with others, but when 1
smoke my mind is quite empty."
"It's a nasty habit—smoking,"
"Do you think so?" said she, with
the slightest lift to her tone and her
"Especially for a woman," I went
wicked world must expect martyrdom. '°t that could get a job at good wages : on, because I could think of nothing
I should never have had the courage
to do what I have done, what He has
done through me, had He not guided
my every step."
if thrown on the world? What do you | else to say, and would not, at any cost,
Eight years ago an Italian was con-
demned to ten years' imprisonment
for manslaughter. He escaped, and
was not heard of until recently, when
it was found that he had built a cell
in his own house, had constituted a
servant his jailer, and had faithfully
executed sentence upon himself. The
trouble is that the government will
not count his years as amateur pris-
oner. He will have to begin now to
serve his term in official incarceration.
Borings 1,000 feet deep in New Or-
leans have encountered nothing more
solid than mud, satul and a little thin
clay; hence the problem of making
safe foundations for the piers of a
giant railroad bridge which is soon
to be built across the Mississippi near
the city is a hard one for engineering
iscience. The piers will rest on tim-
ber caissons, each measuring over 60
feet by 126 and 140 feet high. The
bottoms of these caissons will be 170
feet below the surface of the river.
Franz Itakoczy, who led an insur-
rection in Hungary from 1703 to 1711,
died an exile in Turkey. He was de-
clared a traitor by a law passed In
1715. The act was repealed by the
Hungarian parliament last month, and
the remains of the great leader were
taken from Constantinople and re-
buried with great honors In Buda-
pest. The ceremonies lasted four
days. Rakoczy had to wait a long
time for official Vecognition of his
patriotism, but it has come at last.
Governors of New Hampshire are
elected by a majority vote; that Is,
the successful candidate must have
more votes t>an are given to all of
his opponents combined. If he lack
■one of a majority the legislature has
to chooBe the governor. In the other
states a plurality elects, and It some-
times happens that the successful can-
didate receives only a few hundred
more than one-third of the total vote
cast. This year the New Hampshire
legislature will have to elect the gov-
ernor, as no candidate received a ma-
On my first day in long trousers I
may have been more ill at ease than
was that Sunday evening at the
Ellerslys', but I doubt It. •
When I came Into their big drawing-
room and took a look around at the
assembled guests, 1 never felt more
at home in my life. "Yes," said I to
myself, as Mrs. Ellersly was greeting
me and as I noted the friendly inter-
est in the glances of the women, ' this
is where I belong. I'm beginning to
come Into my own."
As I look back on It now, I can't re-
frain from smiling at my owu siuipli
city—and snobbishness. For, so de-
termined was I to believe what I was
working for was worth while, that I
actually fancied there were upon these
In reality ordinary people, ordinary in
looks, ordinary in intelligence, some
subtle marks of superiority, that made
them at a glance superior to the com-
mon run. This ecstasy of snobbish-
ness deluded me as to the women
only—for, as I looked at the men, 1
at once felt myself their superior.
They were an inconsequential, pat-
terned lot. I even was better dressed
than any of them, except possibly
Mowbray Langdon, and if he showed
to more advantage than I, it was be-
cause of his manner, which, as I
have probably said before, is superior
to that of any human being I've ever
seen—man or woman.
"You are to take Anita in," said
Mrs. Ellersly. With a laughable sense
that I was doing myself proud, I
crossed the room easily and took my
stand in front of her. She shook hands
with me politely enough. Langdon was
Bitting beside her; I had Interrupted
"Hello, Blacklock!" said Langdon,
with a quizzical, satirical smile with
the eyes only. "It seems strange to
see you at such peaceful pursuits."
His glance traveled over me critically
—and that was the beginning of my
trouble. Presently he rose, left me
alouo with her.
"You know Mr. Langdon?" she said,
obviously because she felt she must
"Oh, yes," I replied. "We are old
friends. What a tremendous swell he
is—really a swell." This with enthu-
She made no comment. I debated
with myself 'whether to go on talking
of Langdon. I decided against it be-
cause all I knew of bint had to do with
matters down town—and Monson had
impressed it upon me that down town
was taboo in the drawing-room. I
rummaged my brain In vain for an-
other and suitable topic.
She sat, and I stood—she tranquil
and beautiful and cold, I every instant
more miserably self-conscious. When
the start for the dining-room was
"Will you try to be friends with
me?" said I with directness.
She continued to look at me in that
same steady, puzzling way.
"Will you?" I repeated.
"I have no choice," said she slowly.
I flushed. "What does that mean?"
She threw a hurried and, It seemed
to me, frightened glance toward the
drawing-room. "I didn't intend to of-
fend you," she said in a low voice.
"You have been such a good friend to
papa—I've no right to feel anything
but friendship for you."
"I'm glad to hear you say that," said
I. And I was; for those words of
hers were the first expression of ap-
preciation and gratitude I had ever
got from any member of that family
which I was holding up from ruin. I
put out my hand, and she laid hers
"There isn't anything I wouldn't do
to earn your friendship, Miss Anita,"
I said, holding her hand tightly, feel-
ing how lifeless it was, yet feeling,
too, as if a flaming torch were being
borne through me, were lighting a
fire In every vein.
The scarlet poured into her face and
neck, wave on wave, until I thought
it would never cease to come. Sha
snatched her hand away and from her
face streamed proud resentment. God,
how I loved her at that moment!
"Anita! Mr. Blacklock!" came from
the other room, in her mother's voice.
"Come in here and save us old people
from boring each other to sleep."
She turned swiftly and went into the
other room. I following. There were
a few minutes of conversation—a mon-
ologue by her mother. Then I ceased
to disregard Ellersly's less and less
covert yawns, and rose to take leave.
I could not look directly at Anita, but
I was seeing that her eyes were fixed
on me, as if by some compulsion, some
sinister compulsion. I left in high
snirits. "No matter why or how sho
looks at you," said I to myself. "All
that is necessary is to get yourself no-
ticed. After that the rest is easy.
You must keep cool enough always to
remember that under this glamour
that intoxicates you, she's a woman,
just a woman, waiting for a man."
DON'T BE ANGRY WITH ME,
Don't be angry wirti me, darling.
For you're not your elf to-day;
You'll be sorry who you're sober
And regret these wort* you say;
For you know how well 1 love you—
How I've lived my life for you;
Tried so hard to make you happy-
Then why treat me as you do?
I'm the one true friend you have, dear.
Others care not for your soul;
Drinking friends wilt prove false, dear.
And as swift the short yevs roll,
In your face there'll come deep wrinkles:
These black curls will turn to gray;
Then should God have called your loved
Who will cheer your lonely way?
Who will be at home to welcome
And to greet you with a kiss?
Who will soothe your pain in sickness-
Seek to help you in distress?
Who'll befriend the poor lone drunkarit
Staggering homeless through th&
Clasp his hand in love and pity—
Words of hope and comfort speak?
Ah! then, darling, quit the drinking!
Be my own true boy once more;
Heart to heart we'll cling together
Till our earthly lives be o'er;
Then when care and pain have vanished
And we've readied our Hume above,
Oh, how sweet will be the reaping,
In that harvest time of love.
—Florence Fish Smith, in National Ad-
RUM TRAGEDY IN AFRICA.
'SHE LOOKED AT ME—JUST LOOKED."
care what they think of you? It's a
damn sight more important what you
think of them, as it won't be many
years before you'll hold everything
they value, everything that makes
them of consequence, in the hollow of
When the ladies withdrew, the other
men drew together, talking of people
I did not know and of things I did not
care about—I thought then that they
were avoiding me deliberately as a
flock of tame ducks avoids a wild one
that some wind has accidentally blown
down among them. I know now that
my forbidding aspect must have been
responsible for my isolation. How-
ever, I sat alone, sullenly resisting
made I offered her my left arm. old Ellersly's constrained efforts to get
though I had carefully planned be- i me Into the conversation, and angrily
forehand just what I would do. She—
without hesitation and, as I know now,
out of sympathy for ine in my suffer-
ing—was taking my wrong arm, when
it flashed on me like a blinding blow
in the face that I ought to be on the
other side of her. I got red, tripped
in the fur-sprawling train of Mrs.
to the otliei
hind her, x
| finally arrlv
I scions in e
that 1 was
slightly, tried to
front of her,
alked on her
>d at her loft
er.v red-hot at
making a sp
that the wlioli
mi of me
It. I must have seemed
to them an Ignorant boor; In fact, 1
had been about a great deal among
people who knew how to behave, and
bad I given Uke nii>tt*r t how
suspicious that Langdon was enjoying
my discomfiture more than the cigar-
ette be was apparently absorbed in.
Old Ellersly, growing more and
more nervous before my dark and sul-
len look, finally seated himself beside
me. "I hope you'll stay after the
others have gone," said he. "They'll
leave early, and we can have a quiet
smoke and talk."
All unstrung though I was, I 7et had
tho desperate courage to resolve that
I'd not leave, defeated in the eyes of
tho one person whoso opinion I really
cared about. "Very well," said I, 1"
reply ti\ him.
He and I did not follow tho others
to the drawing-room, but turned into
the library adjoining. From where I
Boated myself I could see part of the
drawing-room—saw the others leav-
ing, saw Langdon lingering, ignoring
let this conversation, so hard to begin,
"Your are one of those men who
have one code for themselves and an-
other for women," she replied.
"I'm a man," said 1. "All men have
the twp codes."
"Not all," said she after a pause.
"All men of decent ideas," said 1
"Really?" said she, in a tone that
irritated me by suggesting that what
I said was both absurd and unimpor-
"It is the first time I've ever seen
a respectable woman smoke," I went
on, powerless to change the subject,
though conscious I was getting tedi-
ous. "I've read of such things, but 1
"That is Interesting," said she, her
tone suggesting the reverse.
"I've o.Tended you by saying frank-
ly what I think," said I. "Of course,
it's none of my business."
"Oh, no," replied she carelessly.
"I'm not in the least offended. Preju-
dices always Interest me."
1 saw Ellersly atfd his wife sitting
in the drawing-room, pretending to
talk to each other. 1 understood that
they were leaving me alone with her
deliberately, and I began to suspect
she was In tho plcu I smiled, and my
courage and self-possession returned
as summarily as they had fled.
"I'm glad of this chance to get bet-
ter acquainted with you," said I. "I've
minted It ever since I first saw you."
As I put this to her directly, she
dropped her eyes and murmured some-
A week passed and, just as I was
within sight of my limit of patience,
Bromwell Ellersly appeared at my of-
fice. "I can't put my hand on the
necessary cash, Mr. Blacklock—at
least, not for a few days. Can I count
on your further indulgence?" This in
his best exhibit of old-fashioned court-
liness—the "gentleman" through and
through, ignorant of anything useful.
"Don't let that matter worry you,
Ellersly," said I, friendly, for I wanted
to be on a somewhat less business-like
basis with that family. "The market's
steady, and will go up before it goes
"Good!" said he. "By the way, you
haven't kept your promise to call."
"I'm a busy man," said I. "You
must make my excuses to your wife.
Hut—in the evenings. Couldn't we get
up a little theater party—Mrs. Ellersly
and your daughter and you and I—
Sam, too, if he cares to come?"
"Delightful!" cried he.
"Whichever one of the next five
evenings you say," I said. "Let me
know by to-morrow morning, will
you?" And we talked no more of the
neglected margins; we understood
each other. When he left he had ne-
gotiated a three months' loan of
twenty thousand dollars.
They were so surprised that they
couldn't conceal it, when they were
ushered into my apartment on the
Wednesday evening they had tixed
upon. If my taste in dress was some-
what too pronounced, my taste in n?'
surroundings was not. I suppose the
same instinct that made me like the
music and the pictures and the books
that were the products of superior
minds had guided me right in archi-
tecture, decoration and furniture.
I was pleased out of all proportion
to its value by what Ellersly and his
wife looked and said. But, though I
watched Miss Ellersly closely, though
I tried to draw from her some com-
ment on my belongings—on my pic-
tures, on my superb tapestries, on the
beautiful carving of my furniture—I
got nothing from her beyond that first
look of surprise and pleasure. Her
face resumed its statuelike calm, her
eyes did not wander, her lips, like ti
crimson bow painted upon her clear,
white skin, remained closed. She
spoke only when she was spoken to,
and then as briefly as possible. The
dinner—and a mighty good dinner it
was—would have been memorable for
strain and silence had not Mrs. Ellers-
ly kept up her incessant chatter. I
can't recall a word sho said, hut I ad-
mired her for being able to talk at all.
I knew she was in the same slate as
the rest «>f us. yet she a tf>d perfectly
at her ease, and not until I thought it
over afterward did I realize that she
had dono all the talking except an-
swers to her occasional and cleverly-
sprinkled direct questions.
(To be continued.)
"I could tell you what I think of you
in a very few words."
"True, yoti could, Maria," responded
Mr. Meeknian. "But you won't, Maria,
How Natives are Doped and Cheated
By the Whites.
Rev. W. P. Dodson, South Africa,
"I witnessed in the town of Donod,
Angola, at the head of navigation of
the Quanza river, the process by
which trade with the native is made
a farce, and his life forfeited as well
as his produce. It was an unusually
fine season for the rubber trade, and
large baskets were brought down from
the interior by thousands of natives
arriving in large companies, entering
the town in single file, singing as they
came. The first act of the trader
was to get as many of these as he
could into his large yard and give
them rum and a present of some sorL
Drinking was followed by drunken-
ness and drunkenness by frenzy, and
in this state the poor wretches were
allowed to march in companies,
dressed In flashing colors, carrying
guns and brandishing knives along the
the street in wild mock fights. Then
came the weighing of their valuable
rubber with a falsified balance, their
payment partly in rum, and their dis-
missal—each stage lubricated with
rum. I went back to the interior
from that town, and having shortly to
return to the const I saw the narrow
trail lined on either side with many
shallow graves covered over with
brush and marked by a stick from
which floated a rag from the clothes
of the poor wretch who laid his drunk-
en and exhausted body down to rise
no more. And this was the return for
that rich product which might have
furnished means for developing many
a happy, sober, native Christian vil-
lage, a consummation made impossi-
ble by rum."
SPOIL FOOTBALL PLAYERS.
Cigarettes the Worst Enemy of the
Prof. W. L. Bodine, one of the Chi-
cago school superintendents, says:
"Last year the medical inspectors of
schools, over whom 1 have jurisdic-
tion, were assigned to make physical
examinations of the young men who
were members of the baseball and
football teams in the various high
schools; we also examined the young
women of the basketball teams. All
of the young women passed a success-
ful examination, but many of the
young men athletes were rejected be-
cause it was found they had valvular
heart trouble. Each of the young men
so rejected (with but one exception)
was addicted to cigarette smoking."
One coach says: "No boy can be a
fine athlete, football, baseball, or bas-
ketball player, a runner, a jumper, or
gymnast who weakens his heart by
The Bootlegger or the Saloonkeeper.
Some men think that if the saloons
were closed that more liquor would
be sold on the sly by bootleggers than
Is sold now in the open saloons. If
that were true with reference to the
liquor traffic, would it not be true with
reference to any other business. Does
anybody think that there would be
just as many groceries sold if the
grocer had to close Ills large store on
a prominent corner and skulk around
in back alleys with a can of coffee
down one bootleg, a pound of cheese
in the other and a ham down the back
of his neck?
Pathetic Story with Moral.
" 'If I am ever arrested again for
drunkenness. I will kill myself.' Such
was the statement made a short time
ago by Dr. Henry Wllmot Johnson to
Mrs. Anna Fortune and her sister,
Mrs. A. M. Wenze, Chinese mission-
aries, at whose home at 91 Appleton
street, this city, Dr. Johnson has been
stopping since last October. Dr. John-
son kppt his word to the letter. Ho
was arrested last evening, and hanged
himself -in his cell at the Lagrango
street station about six o'clock this
morning. Moral: Remove the temp-
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