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TI 115 INDIAN SENTINEL
VOLUME X.
TAHLEQUAH, INDIAN TERRITORY, SATURDAY, JUNK 2. IMO.
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GOOD morning, Ben; been'watch-
ing with old Brigham, eh? I
wonder if tlie widder—well, 1 s'pose
■he ain't that quite—lias enny idee
how well orf she 'u' Mari-Jane'S goi.i'
to be?"
"Yis, I've b'en up all night. He'll
drop nout toward sundown, I guess.
.;^No. I don't think they know what's
■WaitIn* for "em, for he's kep' a still
■"tongue 'fu. Jiis head, es well es a tite
rein kinder figgered up his
wuth wliH?' ^io %y, a-tnullin', an' es
he ain't never spent nothin', his en-
trust must count up to nigh on twen-
ty thousan', sun?!"
"Well, well, he's be'n sly, an' kep'
it from his wimmen folks an' the
'sessors!" said a listening neighbor.
"Yes, i.e's lived off what the widow
and Mari-Jane has earned a-taking
in and a-going out. and has boasted
that by so doing he could 'salt' his
own wages! I don't know what
Heaven can offer such a man in place
of the pleasure he has taken here
in scrimping and 'salting,' an he
called it," chilled in one of the more
intelligent of the neighbors.
The news of old Brigh&in's immi-
nent d^vOrture from his narrow
sphere , • •, to the unknown land
that awaits us all, was discussed at
every breakfast table in the little
neighborhood, where even nailer af-
fairs than an occasional death in
-their midft created a neighborly rip
y pie, that served them in place of a
r wave'uf enthusiasm such as now and
then stirs the life stream that bears
on its bosom broader lives.
"The widder's be'n a hard-workin'.
pashunt woman, an' lies bore with
him better'n 1 should, I'm willin' to
say that, an' I don't mind a-sayin',
es long, es he's got to go w hut her
I'm wl'lIU' or not, that I'm resigned,
es void Howard saW, when her
jkenj^^ of a ii .
ad t(■
•jlse to he:\
ikie, I'm
) ball jo.
j''* be'n
^Jf knows
franc. 1 hop •
tkyhile afore
wn to simian • '
what Jim Reed 's
a good deal to
Sjfrhn - the best c«f
jjings to my mr.rl
or even than
T wonder ef they'll
dure let .Tl-riu'-come to the funeral".'
I'd be afraid that the copse wou.d
come to life, an' I wouldn't run no
resk o' that, ef T was her! I'd let
well enuff alone!"
At another table the father agid:
"As usual, Harris he/, 'run in' on a
cheap ticket—"
"Didn't git a return one, though,
dad. did he?"
"Ha, ha! that's prltty good, 'sidering
yer aige, Joe. But as I wuz a-sayin'
he's cheated the doctors an' sponged
what belonged to them an' the tiusses.
out o' his naybors who've watched an'
tended hitn out o' pity fur poor Mis'
Hrigham, tho' they've felt like tellin
him some plain truths! An' there s
poor Mari-Jane; ole Harris hadn't
reely enny thin' ng'in Jim Reed, only his
comin' there hendered the wimmen
folks about their work, as callers alius
duz. But a man needn't be a hog. if he
duz know how! An' Harris begrujed
the extry ole punk an' bresh that was
used if he come in to 'set up' awhila
es it is nateral fur young folks to do.
even the best on 'em; ye mite es well
try to make water run uphill by whist-
ling to it. es to try to change human
nater! Yer can squelch 'em es fur
es ye can see—but don't ye furgit it. yer
a-goin' to git left in the end. at:' the
grass on his grave won't need cuttin'
afore Jim Reed will hev a rite to cut
it!"
"You're rite there! Did I ever tell ye
what Brigham said when he heard that
the naybors had got.hold.of his taking
charge o' the wimmen folkses' arn-
ings? He was madder'n a settin hen!
Sez he: 'It is true thet I du put ten
cent.? out of ev'ry dollar thet I let 'em
am inter a spice box; an' it's true thet
the res' of it duz vittie us three, an'
w'y shoodn't it? Do the bizzibodies
know how much I giv' 'em out rite be-
sides? Then tell 'em thet they hev
all there is lef arter our livin' is per-
vided, tu waste on the'r backs! Yis,
sirreee, it's a hones' fac'I I tin all thet,
arter pervidin' a ruff over the'r heads,
an' n-lettin' 'em split up ennythin' tu
burn—thet won't sell! Sum wimmen
hev tu help buy few el; it. makes 'em
more savin'er. No, I ain't never b'n
tite an' mean with 'em. Ther's no se-
cret nbaout the fac\ thet wimmen cost
full es much es they're wuth tu a man.
but I've tried tu furgit it an' du my
duty by 'em, an' hev' hardly tuk my
jus' dues.* Sez he, 'I've a clean rite tu
all they am, still the ten centsec folks
lafF abaout, I've put twice a year inter
the savin's bank—in their names, mind
ye, now, not mine, es a mean man wood;
but they don't know it! I've be'n, ye
see, more'n hones' with 'em, a-givin'
'em what wuz mine! It's jenrous, I
call it, an' arter I'm dead an' gorn
they'll fin' out how much the'r is fur
'em, an' I can't help the'r hnn'lin' it
then! I hope they'll hev* gratitood
enuff not to spen' enny on't!' Poor
Brigham, he's been a hard master, like
all the Brighams afore him."
"Well. well, he's been a queer chap,
and has took pride in his smallnesscs;
he told me once, that he'd got more'n
was good for wimmin folks to be left
with! Sometime he meant to make a
will and 'tie up* his property, he said,
'but to mek a will is like lettin' go o'
yer munnr while yer olive.' I kep'
it thinkin' o' thet air talk we hed, es he
J ay o-mum'lin' Ins' nite, sn' never'll boss
'tin ennym.ire, tor tnake no wills, nor
tie up, nor tie down; an' he hez kep*
his wimmin folks tied down long enuff,
! : a' a!wuz n-sayin' thet they did ez they
wuz a min' to!"
"Good morning. Mis' Brighom. So he'i
gone, poor man, and you're a widder to
day—and it gives a body a sort o' mixed
feeling to think that it's u thing that
might happen to anyone o' us, except
Laviny here, she can't be a widdy wom-
an! But mebbe she is just as happy ui
if she could be. I ain't one that's alwayi
a-thinking that a woman don't inore'n
half live unless she has a man to hurry
her ti]) to her work at sun-up. and bes*
her nil day—no, no! Sometimes i
think that the old maids have the best
of it all round, if they'd look at it right!
But you've got a good deal to be thank
ful for, considering that you've been
married to a man; now you can begin
to take some comfort, and you and
Mari-Jane can do just as you're a mind
to, long as you live, if you keep clear of
men folks. Have you got your pie
meat a-boilin yet? Seems to me 1 smelt
it. I can stay and help you all day ai
well as not. and 'twill he a change for
me. I'm tired o' lookin at my back
fence. I ain't hardly been out o' the
yard all winter."
"There's no denying that money'*
handy and comforting at all times, hut
more so at times like these," sniffed
Deacon Jones' wife, who had been
"waiting to get in a word edgewise."
Mrs. Staples, too, "had put away hei
things herself," as neighbors do at
such times, taking it for grunted that
their help and companionship are both
needed and welcome, and when Mrs
Jones paused, she said: "Well, if yar
and Mari-Jane are a-going to have at
much money us the men folks say you
be, you ought to bloom out in pretty
good sort o' mourning for the funeral;
if the men are right, you hadn't ought*
er buy anything less than good all
wool. And then, soon's you get to it,
I should put ;i good, fair-priced stone
on him, not very showy, but pretty
heavy!"
"They wouldn't say to, if they had
heard Harris Brigham declare, as
many times as I have, that Mari-Jane
and I were sending bin' every day a
little nearer the | oorhouse!" sobbed
the widow.
"You've been kept in the dark, so'r
I he could kr.-p on pinching you; now,
you listen to me. 1 know what I'm
talking about, for I've had two huj-
! bands, ni.d men fair to middling, too
I but men fo jfil that! And I tell you
that you rfln just as well begin to
« njoy yourir- < «lom to-day as next
week—for Brigham is just as dead
ns he will be after the funeral. So
: you just flax round and look up his
papers and find out where you ian
pit i.'old of some ready money quick-
1 est. You may find a wallet full h 'I
up somewheres; there's my first hus-
! band, who was, to be charitable to
the dead, near if not mean with his
money, and we found $50 wadded up
I in dirty paper in an inside coat
I pocket! A regular tramp's walle'?
Vis. but he come of a family as dif-
ferent from folks ns they could be
and not been born with fur nor feath-
ers c< 'em. Mis' Brigham! I't
atop sniv'lln' if I was youj* wt
all know who and what old Brigham \
was as well—nigh about, as you! j
You've kept at it pretty stiddy. and
have done enough now to show re j
spect to him that's dead and gone— ]
or to last till the funeral—unless I
somebody special should call to sc*
you! So, as I say. brace up and find
out how much you're worth, if you
can. and tell me what you want
cooked up for the funeral supper, and
how many you expect will corns back
from the grave, to eat. Then I'll go
ahead with the cooking, and my
Sam'll go to the village for anything
we enn't borrow round the neighbor-
hood. For the land's sokes alive!
Who is that coming up the lane? It
looks like—it can't be?"
Who could it be, to create such v\
citement? Even the widow and Mari
Jane hurried to the window am
peered over their neighbors' shoul
ders.
"Mai Ma! It's Jim! Oh, I'm so
glad, so glad!" and Mari-Jane started
for the other door.
Mrs. Brigham caught the hem of
her daughter's back breadths, as she
reached the door, and pulled her
backward so far that Mori-Jane's out-
stretched hand could only nervously
fumble the I Kch with her finger tips,
but not unlatch it!
"Mari-Jane! Herr«*mber that your
pa won't have Jim Reed in this house!
1 can't hear his words now—'Never.
Mari-Jane. so long's I live, so help me
God!' Oh, Mari-Jane, your pa'll make
an awful row ! I'll go an' tell Jim h-
must go right away, and we'll never
let on to your pa that he's been here
I hate to see and hear your pa when
he's crossed in anything."
"Mis' Brigham! Remember th<t
you're now a free woman, an' you've
no longer got to go like a dog. when
ole Brigham says 'Go!' nor you nin t
got to 'Come' when he wfhstles. for
he's whistled his last whistle! Yon
ain't yit sensed your freedom! You
an' Mari-Jane is ns free to-day to re-
ceive Jim Reed, or anybody else, ai
you'll be in a year. I don't say 'tisn't
pretty quick for you to receive any-
body on your own account, but 1
ain't one to deny that you're as free
to do it at; you'll ever be! It's only a
question of how you feel, and when
you feel like it," said the woman whe
had buried two husbands. Hei words
of experience prevailed.
"You can go. Mari-Jane. but I guen
I wouldn't nsk Jim in till after the
funeral. I'd be 'most afraid that
your pa would come back—if he could
—and one don't really want to call
back the dead; it don't seem just
right. But go and see Jim—there *
nobody to hinder, now!"—The House
wife.
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HURRY up a bit of supper, moth-
er," cried Robert Douglas.
"We've got news of a wreck and I've got
to go down with a clicker."
"But, Robert, 1 was going to ha\e hot
muffins, and they're not light yet.
You're two hours early."
"Give me a piece of bread, then, and
some* cold meat. I'm sorry for the
muflins, but 1 cun't wait."
"I'm sorr; , too," said Mrs. Douglas,
rising uirtl laying aside her knitting.
"1 had planned ham and eggs besides."
"Too bad; but the boys will be ready
in half an hour, and 1 must be on
hand. Ugh!"
And he shrugged: his shoulders, as if
in anticipation of the cold, hard task
before him, as he followed his mother
from the cozy oitting-room into the
pantry.
"Give me whatever tlare is ready,"
he said, ' and I'll put a crust in mj
pocket. We may be out pretty much all
night."
"What was the accident ?" she asked,
moving back and forth as she placcd
the things upon the table.
"A broken axle and u big freight gone
to smash. It's in a bad place, too, down
in the Thread valley, where the ro#t! is
very crooked."
"I'm afraid it's going to snow."
"I know it is—it's snowing already.
But you know it grows warmer when it
begins to snow."
"Not with a northeast wind like
this."
"Don't you worry, mother. I'll wrnp
up well, and I'm tough as a bear," he
said, laughing gajiy.
Ilis ruddy face, clear eyes and wirv
♦igure bore out his assertion. But it
was quite as much his cheery courage
that gave him strength as it was hard-
ness of muscle or stoutness of frame.
"I'll make you a good cup of tea. Rob-
ert." (said Mrs. Douglas, as he sat down
to what s • med to her a cheerless meal,
a cup of tea being to her the very es-
- nee of comfort.
"Oh. n<\er mind; this is all right."
he answered, heartily, ns he helped him-
self with the eager and undiscriminat-
ing appetite of youth.
But in a few minutes a steaming and
fragrant cup wus beside his plate.
"I)ont' be anxious if I'm not buck
till morning," he said. "I'll ask Tom
Carpenter to stop in on his way home
to give you the latest news. Good-by.
rrother." as he rose from his chair to
go. "Cook yourself a good supper, and
have Anna Olds come and stay with
you, so you won't be lonesome."
Mrs. Douglas watched his free, young
step ns he went down the walk to the
railway station, which was very near,
and in full sight.
"No mother has a better boy," she
said to herself, as she wiped the tears
that were sure to fill her eyes whenever
Robert left her for more than his usual
daily absence.
The house where Robert and his
mother lived was very humble, yet
cozy, clean and attractive. His small
wages as an assistant telegraph opera-
tor was all they had to live upon, but
his mother's prudende and his steady
industry made that sufficient for their
unpretentious wants.
When Robert got to the station, hi
found the wrecking train about to
start, lie was to open and operate an
additional telegraph office at or near
the seem of the disaster, for the pur-
pose of working trains past the ob-
struction.
The accident had happened 17 miles
or more away, at a point where the
road followed the tortuous winding of
the river Thread. The bluffs ulong
the line "there were very steep, and
there were several bridges across the
noisy and turbulent little stream. There
could hardly have been a worse place
for an accident, as the approaches
either way were around sharp curves.
When the rescue train, with its pon-
derous appliances for hoisting and pry -
ing and lifting, had reached the spot,
it was iUkbcrt'x duty to climb a tele-
graph pole, make the necessary attach-
ments with wires and slamps, and to
establish his oilice at its foot.
lie improvised a rude shelter with
some rails and a blanket, made a chair
for himself with a few stones heaped to-
gether. set up his instrument, and was
ready for duty.
It was Saturday night, and but few
trains except the regular night ex-
press were runring.
The road had a double track along
that division, and the disabled freight
was on the right hand, or the one taken
by the down trains, while the relief cars
were on the up track. When one of the
up trains was due, this one would
switch off and let it pass.
Robert Kept up communication with
the nearest stations at either hand,
and the work of opening the road went
on very satisfactorily.
It promised to be less difficult than
had been at first apprehended, and it
began to look as it by midnight both
liues would be clear.
A snowstorm had set in with blind-
ing fury. The men who were actively
at work did not mind it so much; but
Robert, seated at his industrious little
instrument, seemed likely to be bur-
id under tbe weight of the damp, heav-
ily-falling flakes.
The night express was due at one
o'clock. Before that time the last bit
of breakage had been removed, and
when Rol>ert got the signal, 17 miles
away, that the express waited, his or-
ders were: "Let her come in." He
flashed the answer back with a great
seLse of relief that his tedious, benumb-
ing night's task was about ended.
He was just preparing to pack his
instrument, nnd to get his other traps
toir^her, rendy for the start home,
when he heard n terrible crnsh. He
coulti see n hurried moving of lights
through the thick veil of snow, and
could hear excitci voices calliug «iu.'
vociferating.
l'resently one of the men o.me run-
ning to him with a breathless: "Hold
the express at Hawley!"
"M\ orders were to let her come on,"
he replied.
"But hold her, hold her, ft r heat-
en's sake! A derrick has fallen right
across the track!"
"Click, click," went the little in-
strument under Robert's active fingtra,
"Hold the express!"
"She started the minutes ago," came
instantly buck.
There w as no time to be lost. Robert
did not wait. He seized a red lan'ern
and started up ^he road, lie must
meet the express as far away as pos-
sible, for in those days there were no
air-brakes, and it would take some dis-
tance for the train to slacken speed
and come to a halt, since it would, of
course, be running, * yp-iill spect I.
The snow was sntl coming down in
blinding sheets; it seen vd us if the
stormV fury had increased', if that v. ere
possible.
Nut a line of rail w a> v isiblc, but only
the softly-heaped ridges where the
wheels of the lust train had outlined
the Mack.
Robert set out with frantic energy,
plowing his wav through the damp
masses, struggling o\er the uneven
surfaces of the ties, and slipping and
floundering to such a degree that it
seemed as if he made no progress at
all.
His lantern, shed such a faint gleam
that he was afraid, no matter what his
effort, the engineer would not be able
t-u see it a mere spark through the
whirling snow that enveloped it.
ll<' had started none tt>o soon, for,
with his senses painfully strained, he
was certain he felt the first faint vi-
brations of the on (oming wheels. It
was like a spur he ti id not need, tor he
was already putting forth his utmost
strength.
It was indeed the vibration sent
along the hidden rails, fo presently he
heard a distant, muffled rumble as the
train crossed a bridge. Miches seemed
of voiiwj^n 'his crisis, iijjl he plunged
forwai 'i^ many morf.' steps as he
dared before taking a cjtaud to mak
his despairing signal.
Nearer came the trail, flying along
at throbbing speed, ano now almost
upon him, its panting breath echoing
from the deep sides of tjie rockn cut
at either hand. Then iis great head-
light gleamed vaguely upon him like u
pule moon.
Robert sw uug his lanti rn in a wide,
slow eirele at first, and then faster and
faster, as the engine's g! w ing eye be-
cume more and more tlist inet.
There was no answering whistle.
They tlid not see it. J
He leaped over the rtiw into a ditch
alongside, and from that scrambled to
the opposite bank, screaming and fling-
ing his arms wildly about as if his puny
voice could be heard abo\c all that
roar.
No answer yet.
The full rays of the headlight were
on him. and the engine nearly abreast,
when with a tiual vehement- swing he
let go the handle of his lantern and
hurled it headlong into the window of
the engineer's cab. As he did so he
sunk helpless upon the ground.
In a second there wasu terrific shriek
of the whistle, and Robert could hear
the grinding of the brakes. That he
was not too late, that the train would
be saved", were his last thoughts as he
became unconscious.
Presently he became aware of mov-
ing lights about him, of voices ami of
somebody trying to lift him up ami
stand him tin his feet.
"Wake up, Robert! What's the mat-
ter? Where's your lantern?" said a
kindly voice.
It was Sandy Olds, the fireman.
Was it all a dream? No, (or the snow-
still fell, and he was; chilled aud wet
and weary.
"The express?" he gasped.
"She stopped with the tip of her
nose just at the derrick," was answered,
in the same questioninc cot.
"Why—why didn't she whistle?"
asked Robert, fit to cry from exhaus-
tion, and still dazed and excited.
Sandy shook him a little and tried
again to get hint oil his feet.
"Sh * did. But try to stand up, Rob-
ert. We want to be getting home."
As soon as Robct had staggered for-
ward a few steps, the life seemed
to return to hit limbs. He refused to
•be carried, but let. a comrade assist hiu.
at either side.
"You spoiled that cab window, Rob-
ert," saitl Sandy, "and the engineer's
got a black eye, too. You needn't say
anything, but it's my private opinion
| t hat he w as asleep."
"I whirled my light till I saw they
weren't going to pav anv attention to
it, aud then 1 slung it at them," saitl
Robert.
"We know you did. The engineer al-
lowed he saw the light, and that when
he whist led 'dow n-bral . s.'the brake
chain snapped , and flew up and hit him
on the cheek. But 1 laughed, because
I found that red lantern of yours
smashed all to flinders in the cab."
The train-men made a bunk for him
until the express had got on its way,
where they made him lie and rest.
They looked after his clicker for
him. got it aboard, and when they
readied the home station helped him
to his mother's door.
Robert's friend, Sandy Olds, had sus-
pected the truth. The engineer of the
express afterward confessed that, feel-
ing half sick that night, and chilled
with the storm, he had taken a drink to
liven him up a little, urui the result had
been the drowsiness that hud nearly
cost him not only his own life, but th«
lives of all aboard his train.
When that red lantarn came crash-
ing through the glass into his foce. he
hud almost automatirjaiy pulled the
whistle for the down I rakes, which
had brought them o a In.fly halt.—
Golden Dora.
NOTES OF THE FASHIONS.
•rrllf *ihadri In Sontmrr Slll -'nn
Skirl m ii ti Jarkrt Costume
Now In Yogor.
Old rose in charming shades ht* been
revived among the soft cashmeres,hen-
riettas, crepes tie chine, etc.; the sum-
mer silks, satins nnd foulards, as well
as in the list of chanibruys, zephyr
goods, bareges, grenadines, nuns' veil
inigs and other semitriiuspnrent fab-
rics. Old rose is a color that is becom-
ing to women of every type, but tho
coppery dyes prove more suitable to
brunettes, while the tintswith n glow
in them, very much like the soft shades
in watermelon pink, prove the prettiest
selection for fair women. Tailors and
modistes find both of these shades of
the greatest aid in imparting a bit nf
color to their gowns of tweed, whip- j
cortl. cheviot, fawn and brown mixed
cnmels'-hair suiting. The colors are j
not only trying, like violet, cerise,
pearl-white, most of tlie shades in
green, etc., but in the guise of vest,
gimp, pipings, collar and cuff linings,
the> brighten, improve and smarten
both the i ost umeand its wearer, as few
of the prominent 1\ fashionable colors
do which are merely chosen because
they are fashionable, aays the New
York Post.
The skirt ami. jacket cost ume is now
conceited to be absolutely necessary to
the comfort ns well ns the correct up-*
penrnnce of every properly dressed
woman, and.for t he spring and portions
of the summer are the first gowns pur-
chased in providing a new wardrobe.
The elegant kid-cloth and satin-cloth
fabrics of course occupy an exclusive
place among handsome t ailor cost nines,
but now that five outing and traveling
season approaches these gowns m\ put
aside for times of special need, nnd at-
tention is turned towards the smart,
serviceable cheviots, tweeds, t lie
checked and striped mohairs, the fa-
eonnc weaves in soft, shaggy camel's
ha ! the Knglish serges, Melton
suit. ami/ibelincs in various stylish
effects, including the new plaitTs in
their beautiful Dresden and pustel col-
orings. Some of the newest utility cos-
tumes iliow the skirts with either
plaits on each sitlc. with a box plait in
the middle of the back or stitched kilt-
ings all around, falling in graduated
widths from the belt, plaiting* in
groups with spaces or box plaits be-
tween. or again elrcuUir or five or
seven-gored shapes, faultlessly hung,
nnd simply mut-hinc stitched.
A handsome shade of resedn green
cheviot is frequently used by higli-
class tailors instead of the still patron-
ized army and marine blue Knglish
serges of silky texture. A model just
Imported is sure to meet with popular
approval. The skirt is box-plaited at
'he back, side-plaited from the hips
'down nnfcl nppliquetl in n dolieate vine
pattern in black a ron ml the bottom. Tbe
jacket is like a long bolero, with collar
and re vers finished with the applique
devices, and. opens over a double vest
of which one is of old rose velvet em-
broidered in white, nnd the inner
plaited one of fainter old rose silk. It
is exceedingly smurt and can easily be
duplicated, and it has already been re-
produced in ii tailor costume model of
imported white-braided pique of excep
tionally handsome quality.
A BOSTON IDYLL.
lir I > I <1 \ t t| iifMllon III n Love
lliil IIl« Spelling Una
Don lilfal.
Softly the twilight shadows fell over
Boston. The quiet waters of the Back
bay sank slowly to rest and the sun
threw its failing light in purple lines
across the golden dome of the stutc
house, set like a city on a hill, that
all the world might see, says the Wash-
ington Star.
Here and there the lights wercdiyi-
cing above the .street, and from win
dows hither and yon the soft ruys of
rich lamps came out to shake the hand
tif night uml make it welcome to every
home.
There was warmth in nil those Bos-
ton homes, notwithstanding reports to
the contrary for steam is just as heat-
ing in Boston as it is anywhere else.
As the shadows hurried into thicker
darkness a long, low whistle wus heard
rising over the city, coming from the
southwest. Then a rumble and a roar
and the train from New York stopped
at th" station, ami in seven minuted
and five seconds the United States mail
wagons were hastening to the post of-
fice with their precious loads. Thirty-
nine minutes ami 14 seconds Inter far-
rie No. 1234 was delivering letters on
Beacon hill on his last round.
At a palatial mansion he left one
scented like a rose garden nnd post-
marked "Washington, I). It was
addressed ton fair-haired girl, who had
but recently returned from a "winter
at the capital," as the society columns
of the Boston papers had it. and it waa
written in the hand of a young man
she had met there a thousand times
and yet not once too oft. This was hii
first letter to her, and eagerly die tore
it open.
It began: "DeerWun: lluvyu—"
Then she shut her dear blue eyes nnd
seemed to be dreaming.
"How sweet, how sweet." she sighed,
tremulously and low. "But 1 do wish
to thunder Harry hadn't learned to
spell in the Washington public schools."
\ | i I•• Cracker*.
A dessert quickly mode: Toast
large, square crackers, put a table-
spoonful of apple jelly on ench one,
whip riome cream, flavor it with vaniV
In. and pile over the jelly. Dried ap-
ples and raisins cooked together are
good, and they are better when cooked
with "baby" green gooseberries, but
best when cooked with young green
currants.—Fnrin and Fireside.
lie l)e«crll «*a III* Ktprrlenee.
Friend—Well, what Vlnd of a time
did you have on your Kuropean trip?
Returned Tourist \Yhy# it was one
continuous kick.—1'uck.
CRIMINAL AGGRESSION.
flit lt«>pulillciin Poller of Ktpanalon
In ti \nrlaner with Jeffer-
son Ian |'rlnt*l|ilcn.
To justify the "criminal aggression"
ol William McKinley, which has be-
come the settled policy of the repub-
lienn party. Its udvocutcs lire com-
pelled to malign the memory of
Thoimis Jefferson ami his succeeding
American brethren of the same states-
men I ike qualities by putting a false
construction upon their acts through
which alone this nation has grown to
b % a world power. Senator Hoar
points out their misconception of the
meaning of expansion under the con-
s'itution. and shows that their per-
version of the meaning has brought
them to imperialism. In his great,
speech in the senate against the ini
perialistic pollc\ of the McKinley ad-
ministration nnd of the republican
party, the senator says.
"To justify tin denial of the .'quality of
Individual manhood and equality ol Indi-
vidual stiites, ttai- advocates of the policy
ot imperialism nr.- driven io the strange
affirmation tliit Thomas Jefferson did not
tv-ll.'ve it nnd contradicted it when he pur-
chased Louisiana; that John Quint y Adams
diii not belli'v.? it and contradicted it when
ht lioiiKht Florida; that Abraham Lincoln
did not believe ti and contradicted It when
he put down thr rebellion; that Charles
Sumner did not lu 11. ve It and contradicted
11 when he bought Alaska. They say that
because, with the full and practical con-
ent of the men who occupied them iheae
in. n bought «t. .it spaces of terrltor . occu-
pied by sparse and scattered populations,
neither owning It nor preiomllng to own
It. not capable of occupying it or govern-
ing it. destitute of every single attribute
which makes or can make a nation or a
people, those statesmen of ours, d«-signing
to make the territory acquired Into equal
states, to be dwelt Ir. and governed under
our constitution by men with rights equal
to our own :hat therefore you may rf- t
by purchase or by conquest an unwilling
pcopl. . occupying an«l governing a thickly
settled territory, possessing every at-
tribute of a national life, enjoying a free-
dom they have themselves achieved; that
you may crush out their national life; that
you may overthrow their Institutions; that
you may strangle their freedom; that you
may put over them governors whom you
appoint and i." whose appointment they
have no voice; that you may make laws for
them in your Interest and not In theirs;
that you may overthrow their republican
liberty, and in doing this you appeal to the
t-xar.iple of Thomas Jefferson anil John
Q. iii'-y Adams aud Abraham Lincoln and
Claries Sumner.
"Thomas Jefferson comes down In his-
tory with the Declaration of Independence
In one hand and the I It lu deed of Louisiana
In the other. Do you think bis left hand
knew not what his right hand did? Do you
think these two immortal transactions con-
tradicted each other? Do you think he
bought men like sheep and paid tor them
In gold ' It Is true tin men of the Declara-
tion held slaves. Jefferson felt the incon-
sistency, and declared that he trembled
for his country when he felt that God was
Just. IJut he lived and died in the expecta-
tion that the Declaration would abolish
slavery, as it did.
"In every accession of territory to this
country ever made we recognized fully the
doctrine of the consent of the govern- d
and the ti... .l ine thai tei*r|tor> .to acquired
must be held to be med** into states. The
men who say that Jeffer..un violated the
doctrine of the Deciaratl m when he bought
Louisiana, and John Qulncy Adams when
he acquired Florida, and Sumner when he
made his ."real speech for Alaska, might,
with as much reason, Justify a rape by cit-
ing the precedent of every lawful marriage
that Inis take, place since the beginning
of time." _
THli CABINET IS THRIFTY.
.>lcfoliiir> *m \il l«er* \ re I.ettliiK !\o
( bailee for I'eriioiiiil I'rollt
K«rapr.
The iucmbe '« of the McKinley cabi-
net are affording the people of tin
United States splendid examples o?
thrift which many *tf them would be
{lad to follow if the opportunities
were not monopolized by the admin-
istration. Secretary Hoot is the latest
to carry ou. the "policy of thrift."
A speciul to the New York World
says:
"Secretary Itoot has already grant-
ed one of the most valuable franchises.
Without waiting for congress to legis-
late he has permitted lh> San Juan
Steamship company, of New York, to
construct a .'iOO-foot pier in the harbor
of San Juan. This pier is admittedly
an obstruction to navigation. It bus
resulted in narrowing the channel to
stub an extent that all vessels have to
be turned in by tug. Previous to the
erection of the pier, vessels could go
about under their own steam.
"The. concession granted by Mr.
Hoot is one which the Murquis Ksper-
unza endeavored to secure from the
Spanish government, lie «•">* a Span-
i iard of wealth and influence, nnd cx-
! « rtcd both to secure the concession
from the Spanish government. His
applications were always denied, ou
the ground that such a pier would be
an obstruction to navigation.
I "Secretary Root's action will prob-
, ably be reviewed by the executive
council after it is organized, but as it
will be the creature of the president
there is little likelihood of any action
being taken."
MpK Inley's Claim.
What particular acts in his admin-
istration con American citizens, hav-
ing in view the right of every man in
the land to have equality before the
law with every other man. approve?
Is it his open alliance with the trusts,
ns evidenced in the increase of these
vast engines of monopoly since he be-
came president until they have now
an aggregate capitalization of $7,000,-
000,000? until they have seized almost
every avenue of trade and industry?
until they dominate the political ma-
chinery of the national government
nnd of many of the state govern-
ments? until they have brought about
a condition, which, if not changed,
will make this a government of the
trusts, by the trusts ami for the
trusts, instead of a government of
equal rights for al' ami special privi-
leges for none? Kansas City Times.
Senator Hanna says he "doesn't
care whether you call it expansion or
imperialism, it's destiny, anyhow."
That destiny theory should prove very
consoliag to him when the November
returns vouc ia.-—St. Louis Republic. I
HANNA AND QUAY.
Another Inrtnnee of fhe Truth of
Atlngr "W lien lltignrs Fall
Out,*' lie.
A variety of old saws and modem
instances have vindicated the true ad-
age that when rogues fall out honest
men get their due.
Matt Quay and that other boss, the
gentleman from Ohio, are at swords'
points now. Four years ago they were
hand in glove, and McKinley smiled
upon their friendship. Matt Quay had
reason to believe in the political rein
tions that existed between them and
their common -friend, to believe that
were he in danger of losing his scat
Mark Hanna would rally to his de
fense Naturally, he did not look for
any act of perfidy. But, having ex-
perienced the full weight of llannn's
ingrntitude, Quay now devotes him-
st-lf with iiII the earnestness of his na-
t ire to the attainment of personal re-
\\Mige. How best to strike at Mark
lias been his close study and he was
not long in discovering a method by
which he might at once feed fat his
ijruilge and serve the public.
Quay's motive is not high nor hon
ornble. but he was educuied in the
M'hool of the practical politician, and
if he can nt once strike down his dear-
est foe and at the same time circum-
veii' a foe of the public he calls him-
self happy.
Though denied a sent in the senate,
Mr. Quay is not without some of hia
old-time potency. He retains enough
of It at least to place a stumbling
block in the way of Mark Hanna.
whose dearest wish in his present
service is to secure the pnssage of
what ins become known ns the Ilnnna
subsidy shipping bill, n really inde-
fensible scheme legalizing the looting
of the treasury and doing it under
fa .->? pretenses.
It is said that Quay will make it
his business to see that this bill is t'4': |
brought up at this session nor pnssed.
This will be the first renl service that
the Pennsylvanian will have rendered.
yet it will be doubtful if he thereby
secure a revenge upon Hanna and Mc-
Kinley. for if the subsidy bill, with all
its atrocity, is not in the presidential
canvass a load will be lifted from Mc-
Kinley in not being under any sort
of compulsion to defend that which
never occurred. *
To seek r. revenge for a realtor iuTsg: J*;' .
in*, ry injury is to Q\iny as* bound en a
duty ns il is for o SfiHuori to flgM out
a vendftta to the bitter er.d. Before
the Pennsylvania*?Js through with * ^
the selfish and grasping ooss of Ohio.^ *
who himself retains his sent on vere
unsubstnntinl grounds, he r will iff-
sorry that lie did. neff stiejt to pre-
serving the trnditfo.itAV honor among
thieves, for the hones! citizens of the
United Statet will be spared a costly,
inexcfWable rnitl upon the national ex-
chequer. Chicago Chronicle.
COMMENTS OF THE PRESS.
The action of the senate on the
Quay cast* was a narrow escape. The '
whole country has reason to be thunk-
ful. - Philadelphia Record.
So republican state convention
has attempted to adopt an elaborate
defense of the Hanna-McKinley Porto
Kico policy. Why? Because it is in-
defensible.—Chicago Chronicle.
—It has now reached a point where
Vinericun manufactures can success-
fully compete for trade the world over.
What is the further need of a high pro-
tective tariff? The protection we need
i a law that will protect the laboring
mail from the infant industries.—Pe-
oria Herald-Transcript.
Mark Hanna declared in his
speech to the Ohio convention that his
party was "confronted with new issues
thrown like tangle-gruss in its path-
way by the democrats." if Mark Han-
na will reason ubout it he will find that
the "tungle-foot" policy of the repub-
lic?! ns has made the new issues.—St.
Louis Republic.
Senator Hoar in his great speech
on the Philippine question quoted Pres-
ident McKinley against President Mc-
Kinley. Of course, that was to be ex-
pected. The president's "best hold" is
getting on both sides of every leading
public question. His public policy is
regulated on the plan of a celebrated
coon trap.—Cincinnati Enquirer.
The law says: "Thou shalt not
>teal a horse," and the punishment is
confinement in the penitentiary. The
law says: "Thou shali not form s
trust," and the punishment is confine-
ment in the penitentiary . Hut if a man
.steals a horse they hound him with
bloodhounds; if he organises a trust
t hey give him a banquet.- W. J. Ury an.
Day by day the I'nited States is
1) ing pushed into various kinds of com-
plications with foreign powers. The
policy of imperialism pursued by Mo-
Kinley depends more on blustering "di-
plomacy" aud display of force thaa
upon a straightforward, m&nly decla-
ration and prompt action, such as
brought the Algerian pirates to terms.
St. Paul (iiobe.
Shorn of his senatorial prestige,
the smooth Pennsylvanian cannot now
oy virtue of official prominence be
called by the president to ««it at the
right hand of Hanna and assist ia
mapping out the plan of buttle Han-
na will brook no diversion to another
boss of any of the share of obligation
under which he is determined to place
the executive, whom he proposes to
elect a second time.—Kansas City
Times.
That big balance of trade In our
favor to whieh Mr. Hanna points with.
pride has not come from increased
trade with cither C-iba. Porto Rico, Ha-
waii or the Philippines. It has come
entirely from the increase of our ex-
ports to countries with which we hare
not been at war and which we are not
governing without their consent, la
short, the big balance does not give
the slightest support to the imperial il-
lusion that "trade follows the Hi*"
—X. V. World.
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