Garfield County Democrat. (Enid, Okla.), Vol. 6, No. 17, Ed. 1 Thursday, April 2, 1903 Page: 3 of 8
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THE STONE IN THE ROAD.
Hy JOHN EliWAKU EVERETT.
Up hill with henvv 1 id
A farmer's wjieels went round;
A stone was in the road,
At which the farmer frowned.
At once, with snap and crack, i
The shaft gave wav and droprjd;
The wagon staggered back, |
But £truck the stone, and stopped.
That stone, frowned on at fin** ,
Now held the wagon fast; ,
The stone the farmer cursed, J
Reclaimed his load at last. —I
'Ti* thus through life, I wis:
The evils often bless. 1
And hindrance often is
A rock of Rure success.
—John Edward Everett, in llam's Horn.
" LONE H3UND OF SEABERRY SETTLEMENT."
By RAYMOND S. SPEARS. ^
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~jr RE you nfraid, sonny:
/\ Samuel Luwson asked
AiA his boy Lem one night
when I.em was fourteen
years old. "Is It true that you don't
•dare bo into the cellar unless you have
A light? There, don't feel bad. It
ain't your fault your being scared.
You needn't be ashamed unless you
don't do the things you know you'd
ought to just because you are a hit
It was the first time Samuel had ever
spoken to Lem about what everybody
from Nohlesborongh to Metcalf Moun-
tain had noted and commented on,
not always behind the lad's back. Now
with trembling lip and filling eyes he
listened to the soft words of his father,
which it seemed showed tailing faith
in his son.
"I don't know," the lad answered.
"It just seems as if I fouldu't do it,
and—and It's always so."
"What would you do, sonny, if some
time a bear should fight you In the
woods?" the old man continued.
"I I don't know, but— but I guess
I'd run,' 'was the hesitating reply.
"I don't believe It!" was the hearty
and unexpected response.
One day soon after his talk with his
father, Lem took a pack-basket, a
blanket, some bread and a bit of pork,
9iul while the sun shone bright at mid-
day walked back into the woods over
a plain trail, until night found him
far from the nearest man, and whether
iie would or no, he must stay in the
woods till the sun rose again.
He did not sleep much that night,
and he cried at times because he was
afraid; but nevertheless lie went again
and again, and after a few trips into
the woods he learned that, after all,
darkness was not so fearsome. But
none of the neighbors knew what the
lad was doing. They still talked about
him as "skeery in the dark."
Nor did they know that Lem was
schooling himself to do the things that
lie did not want to do, which is good
for one's courage and endurance. After
a year of the training Lem waited
eagerly for a chance to show the stuff
there was in him—and so he learned
patience. For he had to wait two
years. Then his opportunity came.
There were summer boarders at
Frazler's; two fishermen, with their
families, and the wife of a cousin of
Frazler, and Florence, her twelve-year-
old daughter. Florence liked to ride
on the wood wagons and walk logs on
the creek bank. Moreover she loved
the woods, and went frequently into
them. Of course she knew Lem, nult
he baited hooks so that she could
catch fish out of the brooks.
But one day Annie Borson told her
that Lem was afraid of everything,
even the dark. It was unkind of
Annie, but when Florence asked Ike
IFrazler about it, he told her many
things that Lem had feared—the dark,
other boys—and worst of all, a deer
fawn had followed him one evening
down the road, and he "running and
hollering loud's he could."
The next time Florence met Lem she
did not look at him. " 'Frald cats'
were not to the liking of such a girl.
Annie told Lem some of the things
Florence said about people who were
scared at nothing. But Lem had heard
such things often, and merely waited
(for his time to come. He knew some
things about his heart that others had
never tried to see.
Florence went to the woods oftener
than before and wandered around in
then). They seemed very lovely to
her, and each day she was tempted to
go a little farther, till at last one day
she got lost. No one in the settlement
bad seen her since early in the after
noon, when on that evening inquiries
began to be made.
Morning found all the men folks
starting out to search, and the next
night fouud the child still missing. All
that night and all the next day passed,
Guns were fired, fires were built, far
heard cries uttered. With sinking
hearts the men returned home on the
evening of the third night, feeling that
the search was quite hopeless. Sam
Lawson said it "wasn't any use," and
Ike Frazler was as certain.
• But somehow Lem Lawson felt that
here was his opportunity. He said to
himself, "I'll trail her like a lone hound
till I find her, dead or alive," and he
went out the next morning with re
neweil purpose in his heart, feeling for
the first time in his life that now he
had something he must do.
How carefully be hunted linck of the
Frazier Clearing, through the briar
of the Old Burning, along the top of
Maple Ridge, and among the alders
of Big Brook need not be told here. It
was nearly 3 o'clock in the afternoon
when, on the edge ol' Black Swamp, lie
found a ribbon with which the girl'
hair had been tied. And thai was
eleven miles away from Seaberry Set
tlemcnt, when the girl had started.
Lem wont down on his knees with
little cry of joy, and looked into tlie
dirt for a track. His woods-trained
eyes found one, and then another—
they led into the swamp. It was hard
trailing. In one place deer had tramped
out every vestige of the trail, in an
other the keenest searching did not
reveal a trace, ami only u circle made
on his hands and knees disclosed the
Night eame and found Lem lying in
the damp moss through which the girl's
footsteps had led. Lem slept a good
deal that night. He knew that he had
hard work before him, and that to do
it be must be careful of himself.
In the morning he awakened sore
and stiff, but he kept on. He grew
hungry after awhile, for he had carried
only a little lunch with him on the day
before, and that was now gone. Of
course he had his llfie, l>ut it seemed as
if all the live creatures kept out of
his sight, or lie might have killed a
partridge or hawl; on which to make a
meal. Perhaps he wad so intent 011
the trail that he did not see the game
that was in sight.
The morning passed slowly away
with Lem still on the track. Most of
rlie time he was on his hands and
Sometimes it took him half an hour
to decide where the next footstep had
been made; again, in deep moss, lie
could follow (lie way almost at a trot.
All the while it led staraight away-
straight away into the fearsome Adir-
It made the tears come to Lem's eyes
to think of that little girl somewhere
ahead of him in the wilderness, per-
haps lying on the ground exhausted, or
worse. But he did not try to hurry,
lie made jure that he was 011 the
girl's track, and not astray, where the
deer had run or a bear had walked.
Once he stopped at a wintergreen
berry patch and ate a handful of the
fruit, and all the time he chewed birch
bark. His hunger was becoming hard
to bear, and night found him 011 the
side of a beech rklg2 drawing his belt
tighter and tighter still, to sleep the
night away. He felt his heart weaken
when he thought that for all his care,
he had been able to go only a few
hundred yards on that day.
But in the morning he rose and went
steadily 011 again. His head aclied
and he was a little sick at the stomach.
"No matter," he thought. "I'm just
going ahead now."
Sure enough, he was. Only a few
rods along the ridge he found where
lorence had pulled the leaves out
from under a fallen tree, and lain down
'She's cool, still," Lem said to him-
elf. "If she was much scared, she
wouldn't 'a' done that."
He fouud where the girl had started
on again, and then made the discovery
that she was eating beechnuts, which
lie found among the leaves. From the
number of hulls, Lem judged that she
must have found a large number of
them. It put new courage in him, and
he kept on with more hope than he had
felt at the close of the previous day
He made another discovery, too; he
found that at intervals along the trail
twigs had been broken off. The girl
had thought to break them, and so
leave a trail behind her. These we
a great help.
It was with wonderment that Lem
noticed the course the girl was fol
lowing; it was almost due north, as if
she had a compass, although Lem
knew she did not have one. But the
boy was feeling weak himself now
and he kept on only because of the 1110
mentuin which three years of steady
effort to do his utmost in all respects
had given him.
lie lost the track once, and during
hours searched for it, creeping 011 his
knees, already worn bare and raw by
his previous efforts, lie made baud-
ages from his coat sleeves for them,
and when these were worn out he
tore up his coat. It was far toward
night when ho found a bit of cloth
hanging to a snag on a fallen hemlock
tree, over which the girl had crawled,
evidently wearily, for she brushed off
the bark and fell heavily to the ground
on the other side. Lem smiled for joi-
nt finding the track again, but he, too,
could only stagger over the log.
It was all that Lem could do to carry
his rifle, but he clung to it, for he knew
that life might depend 011 his shooting
something with it for her to eat. lie
was glad at every sign showing that
she was eating nuts and bark; but
with his own feelings in mind, he
wondered at lier endurance.
The evening of the third day found
him beside a little mountain brook.
Here the girl had taken a drink and
then waded across; she had jumped
many a one twice as wide, as Lem
A partridge walked out on (lie
branch of n spruce tree a few yards
away. Lem started to raise his rifle,
but he was too wenk to get the sights
In line, Ills arms trembled so. The
partridge was a deep woods one, how-
ever, and not familiar with men. Lem
moved round till he could rest the
weapon 011 a stump, and then with
deadly aim lie shot the bird through
He did not feel very hungry; never-
theless, he built a little fire and toasted
the bird's legs over it.
"I'll just save the breast for her," he
said to himself. He ate the legs, and
with that Ills appetite came back with
a rush; but lie knew better than to
overload his stomach.
For some reason the trail had seemed
easier to follow on that day. The loot-
steps Wert' mm* plainly marked In the
dirt, hut twigs were nit so frequently
broken. The reason Lem did not at
first comprehend, but suddenly be
thought, "She is weakening!"
It was true. Now arid then Lem
found a stick from which the bark
had been gnawed. He found, too.
places where the girl had passed two
But although "lie was weak, Jiet
courage was good. She kept 011, and
always northward. That night Ix-m
slept beside a log in the very place
where the loM child had passed a night
at least four days before. But that
day the girl had not gone very fin —
only a little over a mile, Lem thought-
ami she hatl stopped often to rest, wit-
ting 011 logs and the ground.
"I've Just got to hurry," Lem thought
to himself. "She surely needs me, and
I mustn't lose my grit now."
So instead of lying down, he kept on
while tlie day lasted.
Toward night lie was in despair. The
trail led along a beech ridge again a
wide, open lidge, with little under-
brush, and leaves that were so thick
upon the ground that they hid the
Worst of all, a dismal rain came on,
and dampened the ground so that to
follow even a fresh track would have
been difficult. For a few rods after tlie
rain started Lem succeeded in tracing
the trail through the scuffed leaves;
but night came on and found him otf
the track entirely, and worst of all,
faint-hearted as well as wenk In body.
In the morning he was no better off.
He ate the rest of the partridge and a
qulrrel that he bad killed, but they did
not revive ids spirits. The trail was
lost, and noon came with It still miss-
ing. Then the last expedient he could
think of came. The trail had always
led northwaid. Now he would go
north, too, trusting to the good fortune
that always favors the one who never
despairs, and does all that Is possible.
With that thought in heart he set out
by compass, and went the length of
Long since Lem had gone out of the
country he knew. He thought he was
somewhere in the Moose River water-
shed, but he did not know. As lie
came down the end of the ridge he
found that a wide flat Instead of a
swamp was there. A half mile farther
he saw the gleam of a lake ahead. It
was the most cheerful sight he bad
seen in a long while. But before lie
reached it he came to a road—an old
log trail, over which no wagon had
passed in years. Yet there was bare
soil all its length. In the mud was a
track—that of the girl, and she was fol-
lowing the road.
With a laugh that was a cry, Lem
started to run along the trail, but he
was too weak. In a few yards he satj
down to rest. After a little he went ou
Ho did not have far to go. Three
hundred yards away he saw the
tumbling ruins of long-deserted log-
gers' shanties. All was quiet there,
still and damp.
Trembling, Lem hurried ahead, then
stopped suddenly. A fine yearling buck
deer stood broadside to him not thirty
"She'll need something to eat if she's
here!" Lem thought to himself, and
raised his rifle to fire. He aimed with
great care and pressed the trigger.
As the report rang into the woods
there was a faint cry from what bad
been the stables of the camp, and out
of the doorway staggered a figure with
a poor, wan face. It was Florence.
She fell in a faint before she had gone
a dozen steps.
The rest of the story is soon told.
Lem's shot was a gdoil one, and the
deer fell. From some of the meat the
lad quickly made broth in an old can,
and with this he revived the girl's
strength, which had been ebbing on
the -wood's diet there at the lumber
camp for more days than she could
"I waited here 'cause I knew some-
body would certainly come here some
time," she told Lem.
It was nearly thirty miles to Sea-
berry Settlement, but Lem and Flor-
ence traveled the distance in three
days through the woods, eating the
venison, with salt taken from an old
barrel they found in the camp.
On the way out Lem asked here:
"How was It you went straight away
all tlie while?"
You know you told me once that the
top twig of a hemlock tree always
points east, and if I went south all the
while anywhere round the settlement
I'd come out all light, so I did "
Why, Florence," said Lem, "you
went north all the time!"
"But—but I turned my right hand—
O Lem, I forgot!"
It's a good plan to remember, some-
times, " Lem said.
I—I won't forget again." snld Flor-
ence, "and—and, Lem. I don't b'lleve
yon're a 'frald cat any more."
"I hope you won't forget again like
that, Florence," said the boy, looking
Into the future.
This Is how Lem Lawson got his
name of the "Lone Hound of Seaberry
OF THE UNITED STATES
The territorial expansion of the
United States since the close of the
war for independence has been as
marvelous as the industrial growth
and the Increase in population. To-day
the total area of the states, territories
and colonial possessions is fully five
times what it was when the peace
treaty was signed with Great Britain
The map Illustrates only the acqui-
sitions on this continent.
The United States, 120 years ago,
itas comparatively land poor, stretch-
ing east and west from the Atlantic
tcean to the Mississippi river and from
the Canada line south to Florida, but
not including Florida. Hundreds of
thousands of square niles of the best
soil for agriculture in the world, lying
beyond "the father of waters." mines
rich with metals and the harbors of
the Pacific coast belonged neither to
the government nor Its people.
Forty-five such states as are now
represented upon the flag, each by
the star, could not have been carved
from the territory within the boun-
daries at the time of the birt^- of the
Recent territorial er.panslon. not
noted on the map, Is as follows: 1837,
Hawaiian islands, 0.740 square miles;
1898, Porto Klco, 3,600 square miles;
1898, Guam, 175 square miles; 1899,
Philippine islands, 145,000 square
miles, paid $20,000,000; 1899. Sanioan
Islands, 73 square miles; 1901, addi-
tional Philippines, G8 square miles,
Mrs Burdlck and Mrs. Hull have
made a startling charge of front.
From defending the memory of
Arthur R. Pennell they have decided
to join the opinion held by the offi-
cials and throw the blame of Million-
aire Burdick's murder on Pennell.
Evidence in the divorce proceedings
brought by Burdlck before his death,
which was laid before District Attor-
ney Coatsworth, shows sufficient mo-
tive for half a dozen murders.
In the light of the latest develop-
ments the names of Mrs. Warrun and
Mrs. Seth T. Paine are being forgot-
"Speaking as Mr. Burdlck's friend
and counselor," said one of the dead
man's friends, "I am satisfied that his
TAUGHT HIM GOOD LESSON.
WOMAN FOILS BOLD FELONS.
Mrs. Jesse T. Mills, a Sheriff's Bride,
Prevents Two Jail Deliveries.
Mrs. Jesse T. Mills, wife of the sher-
iff of Thurston (Wash.) county, has
prevented jail deliveries twice since
her marriage a year ago. Last week
the prisoners made an attack on the
jailer in an attempt to escape. The
sheriff was absent and when a "trus-
ty" ran to his home cIobb by to give
the warning Mrs. Mills quickly armed
herself and ran to the jail, reaching
there just in time to drive back a
dozen prisoners who were rushing
from the door. The jailer had been
killed and the murderer had escaped,
>ut Mrs. Mills at the point of her gun
arove the remainder of the prisoners
back to their cells.
Christ Benson, the jailer's murderer,
has since been captured, and as a re-
sufi Of his confession regarding a plot
to kill the jailer and escape a number
3( the prisoners may be severely pun-
How Justice Dugro Reprimanded Vo-
A lawyer who spent brleliessdays
of his career In this city and Is now
a successful practitioner in Milwau
kee told at the Fifth Avenue the other
day of the debt he owes to Justice P.
Henry Dugro for teaching him to curb
and tame the tumultuous voice with
which nature has endowed him.
"I was a vociferous cub," said the
lawyer, "until one day Justice Dugro
lifted me into the seventh heaven of
judicial approbation and let me down
suddenly into the inferno of ridicule.
" 'I am sure my argument must con-
vince your honor,' I said, after a ten-
minute assault on the ear drums of the
" 'It is overwhelming,' remarked Jus-
tice Dugro, quietly, and my chest ex-
" 'Indeed, my ears are still buzz-
ing,' added the Justice. '1 deny your
"And I slipped out of court chas-
tened In spirit."—New York Mall and
Remarkable Family Reunion.
A remarkable family reunion was
that of the Thurstons recently held
in the town of Rumford, Me., at the
home of Mr. and Mrs. Trueworthy
Thurston, aged respectively 84 and 79
years. The family consists of the
parents, six sons and two daughters,
with seventeen grandchildren and
four great-grandchildren. Thus far not
a single death lias broken the circle
At one time the members were wide-
ly scattered, but all now reside In or
within easy distance of Rumford, in
what has come to be called "the
Thurston district." The youngest, a
plump boy weighing over ten pounds,
was born there on the day of the
Origin of tlifl Military Salute.
Of military salutes, raising the right
hand to the head Is generally believed
to have originated from the days of the
tournament, when the knights tiled
past the throne of the queen of beauty,
and, by way of compliment, raised
their bauds to their brows to imply
that her beauty was too dazzling for
unshaded eyes to gaze on. The officer's
salute with the sword has a double
meaning. The first position, with the
hilt opposite the lips, is a repetition of
the crusader's action I11 kissing the
cross hilt of his sword In token or
faith and fealty, while lowering the
point afterward implies either submis-
sion or friendship, meaning In either
Lost Whiskers on Ping Pong.
Until a few days ago E. W. Den-
nis of Sioux City prided himself upon
having finer whiskers than any man
of his acquaintance. In an evil mo-
ment he began playing ping pong with
a charming young woman, who chaffed
him Into betting hiE beautiful hirsute
adornment against her fluttering heart.
He is a crack player, but the girl
proved to be his superior and she
ruthlessly demanded her pound of
whiskers. In spite of his all but tear-
ful pleadings she cut oft the flowing
silky beard, strands of which, tied in
bows of ribbon, she distributed among
her friends. There is a vague rumor
that Dennis contemplates going to
Alaska to escape the raillery of ac-
Qualities of Oklahoma Citizens.
Will Alexander, a leading citizen of
Kiowa county, Oklahoma, thus epito-
mizes the attributes of the true Okla-
homan: "He has all the sobriety of
Kansas, the fearlessness of Texas, the
sturdlness of Iowa, the frankness of
Tennessee, the endurance of Minne-
sota, the thrift of Nebraska, the indus-
try of Ohio, the conservativeness of
Indiana, the energy of Illinois, the in-
credulity of Missouri, the sauvlty of
Mississippi, the versatility of Georgia,
the chivalry of Kentucky, and If these
attributes don't entitle the Oklahoma
citizen to all the courtesies in the
calendar of social amenities then, in
the language of Tom Watson, I would
like to know where am I at." ,
Women Admire Mrs. Paget.
Since Mrs. Arthur Paget has taken
up hek* residence at the Waldorf-As-
toria the corridors of that New York
hostelry have been extremely lively.
"There's Mrs. Paget, you know, the
great London swell," a half hundred
women murmur as she passes along.
Some rise from their chairs to follow
her to the elevator, while others call
to their friends In the palm room to
nurry out and catch a sight of her.
Mrs. Paget gowns herself in such a
case that it Is no longer necessary to | cyll8piruoug manner that this adds to
stand on guard.-Chicago Chronicle. the not|Ce she excltei
HAS OUTLIVED A CENTURY.
Canadian Statesman Intellectually Ac-
tive at Advanced Age.
Senator David Wark, the centenar
Ian Canadian statesman, who will soon
take his seat in the Canadian senate,
has served in that body continuously
since 1867. Mr. Wark is a native of
Ireland. He left that country when he
was 21 and went to New Brunswick,
which was then a prosperous colony.
For nearly 100 years he has lived In
(Of Chit-ago. Who. According to Allega-
tion. Was to Weil Edwin Uurdlek After
It,* Had Obtained a Divorce.)
murder was u carefully planned
crime, arranged so as to give the im-
pression that Mrs. Burdlck, and not
Mr. Burdlck, was the injured party In
the divorce matter. Ab it matter of
fact, the evidence all pointed the
"The work of the detectives who
gathered the evidence against Pen-
nell and Mrs. Burdlck was easy. On
the other hand, Pennell had detec-
tives shadowing Burdlck for a period
of ten months, and in all that time
not the slightest evidence on which
the suit could be successfully contest-
ed or a suit by Mrs. Burdlck be
initiated was discovered.
"It was only at the solicitation of
his friends that Burdlck Anally con-
sented to bring the action against his
wife, even after all the evidence had
been placed In his hands. He cam*
into his lawyer's office shortly after
Thanksgiving day and the final
proofs were then placed In his hands.
"He studlrd the papers for awhile,
and then, with a note of sadness In
his voice, sp.ld:
"'I'm going to let tills matter drop,
boys. I can't stand it to think of my
children, my three little girls, going
through the world with the stigma of
their mother's divorce hanging over
them. I am getting along In years,
and I can stand this disgrace the rest
of my life, and I'll do it rather than
have my children suffer.'
"It was several days before Mr. Bur-
dlck was persuaded to have the
divorce action berun."
It Is now practically admitted by
the police and the officials of the dis-
trict attorney's office that they be-
lieve Pennell was the assassin of
They still believe, however, that
the assassin had an accomplice, that
the accomplice was a woman, and
that this woman was one who was
the town of Frederlcton, and his great
age seems not to have Impaired his
Might Be Stretched too Far.
Senator Gorman and Senator Frye
are very close friends During all the
time Mr. Gorman v as In the senate
he and Mr. Frye had a standing pair,
and eaab , has voted exactly as he
wanted to In the absence of the other,
except on matters of politics. It Is
oalled "an elastic pair." "Gorman,"
exclaimed Mr. Frye to the Maryland
senator the day the extraordinary ses-
sion began, "I want you to remember
that that elastic pair of ours Is on
again." "All right," replied Mr. Gor-
man, "but you must not complain If
in these piping times of war that
pair gets stretched so far that it
rrcs J- a. w/xv/v
(Cleveland Woman. Friend of Mr. Bur-
dick. Whom Mrs. Paine Mentioned in
familiar with all the Internal arrange-
ments of the Burdlck house; that,
moreover, the members of the Bur-
dlck household who have so far testi-
fied at the inquest know more than
they have revealed of the events of
the night of the murder. In the cases
of Mrs. Hull and Marion Burdlck,
however, they have no means of
knowing just how much they do
know, and consequently are unable to
determine Just how far their state-
ments on the stand were disingenu-
M. Giron's Opportunities.
M. Glron, who eloped with the Prin-
cess I.oulse of Saxony, has been over-
whelmed with offers from managers
of various amusement enterprises,
who want to exhibit him In one way
or another. He has also had flatter-
ing advances from patent medicine
wen to write testimonials of their
wares. Among opportunities held out
to him was one from this side, from
a man who wanted him to lecture in
this country, but this last offer was
made with the proviso that the prln-
coss should be with him and app«ar
on the stage at each lecture.
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