Oklahoma Daily Journal (Oklahoma City, Okla.), Vol. 2, No. 229, Ed. 1 Thursday, June 25, 1891 Page: 4 of 4
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THE BANK OF VENICE.
To Venice, the "Queen of the Ad-
riatic," belongs the honor of having es-
tablished the first public bank of which
any record can bo found. euoh an in-
•titntion being unknown to the an-
cient* says the Detroit Free I Yeas.
In 1711 the republic of Vonico was
very hard pressed for fuuda to carry
on the wars in which it wait continual-
ly ougagod in order to uphold itH su-
firemacy. As a consequence a tax waa
evie<l on ita moneyed men. who were
promised a perpetual annuity of 4 per
cent on the loan thua contributed, the
borrowers never dreaming of the pos-
sibility of returning the principal.
Tho lenders immediately instituted
a bureau for carrying out tho proposed
plan of receiving and paving out the
interest, and in a comparatively short
time it whs orectod into tie1 Hank of
Venice. The exact data of its found-
ing is not known with any degreo of
certainty.
Intercut on the loan win promptly
paid and the creditors of the republic
wore subsequently paid in full the
sums they had advanced. Consequent-
ly, so popular did it become that It
waa fouptl necessary to transform the
private bunk into one of deposit,
that all clauses might take advantage
of the accommodation thus afforded.
lu 1723 interest paid by the govern-
ment alone amounted to upward of $1,-
000,000 a year, and the shares and
credits of the bank wore ao well sup-
ported that at ail times its bills were
quoted and held at a premium above
the current money of the republic.
After many years of prosperity the
bank was £lveu its den.h blow by the
French invasion of 1797. l'he freedom
of the city ami independence of the
republic vanished like a dreaui before
tho invaders, and as a natural conse-
quence the hank having thus lost its
credit and support, also disappeared in
the general wreck.
I'tii ron Huiut ol' Lepers.
The lepers of India have a special
patron saint lMr Sahanyan to whoso
shrine, near the town of Miuaffargarli,
in Hindi), annual pilgrimages are made.
After offering innumerable prayers,
the pilgrims atnoar themselves with
lampblack, and the natives declare
that cures often result from this aim-
pie treatment.
Atohtiion Olohulea.
A great many people got ioto the
•wim who can't swim.
There was never a man who was un-
willing to work to-morrow.
A flirtation is a smile to-day, a cry
to-morrow, ami a blush every day
thereafter.
The world nevor know a man who
was bettor than liia mother thought he
was.
There are a thousand and one ways
to make money; there is ouly one way
to save it
When womau obeys man slio is his
delight; when man obeys woman he
earns her contempt.
Before offending a man it will bo
well to remember that enemies have
wonderfully good moniorios.
If it gags a man to kits a man, why
doos it not gag a woman to kiss a
manP Women aro much nioer than
men.
A woman never appreciates until
she gets sick how much groator her
mother's love for her was than her
httband's.
HVonien kuow men IwMter than men
kuow eacii other; probably for the rea-
son that it is women who uiarry them.
The nice things a man says to a
woman before he uiarrios her he is
called upon to prove every day after
he is married.
A man can usually* tell his own fate
by going out and lookiug at the weeds
on the grave of a friend who died a
year ago.
Men, as a rule, are furiously jealous
of their wives. But there never was a
man who would admit that his wife
bad a right to be jealous of him.
There are very few women iu the
world who will not get up an hour
earlier in the morning to find some-
thing to cry about: and very few men
who will not get up an hour earlier m
the morning to tiud something to
swear at.
On tht Royal Road.
"Say, mister, would ye please tell
the time?"
"Half-pa^t four o'clock '
"Oh, gollyl Tanks," and a pair of
bare feet go flying down the avenue,
while the oaaeball bat over the f'.oul-
der sways to and fro at a fast pace.
You know what that means of course!
Patsy is on the royal road to learning.
His mother thinks that he is at the pub-
lic school, but instead he has sneaked
the baseball bat out of the tenement
when she was not looking, and has
been oror at Long Islaud City "wid de
f;ang. harm' a game." His "only anx-
ety is to get back home at an hour
suggestive of the closing of school.
But the fascinations of the game have
been too great, and now h«* is on the
fair road, if not the rcpi. ae. to dis-
covery and punishment'
Didst never see this little everyday
drama of the streets? Well. I declare I
—A'. ¥. Herald.
TliO Ailwice Did Not Apply.
"So, Fatrick, ye have taken the tee-
total pledge, have ye?" said one Irish-
man to another, 'iudade 1 h.-.ve," re-
plied Patrick, "and glad ,uv*iie am I
that I've takeu It." •But," said the
other, "dido': laul tell Timothy to
take a little wine for his stomach's
sake, and his often infirmities?' asked
the dram drinker. Faith, and if he
did. what's that to do with me? My
name isn't Timothy; and I haven't got
any stomach ache; and since I left off
whisky I haven't got any infirmities,
what do I want wine lor Hartford
Beiujious Herald.
Ilium for Travel era
Nausea from the motion of the cars,
may be prevented, says The Ladies*
Home Journal, in the following way:
Take a sheet of wr itiug-p ioer largo
enough to cover both the chest and the
stomach, and put it on under the cloth-
ing, to the person. If one sheet is not
lsr/je enough paste the edge j of two or
three, for the client and stomaoli must
be well covered. Wear tho paper n
long as you are traveling, ami change
it every day if your journey is a long
one. Those who have tried it say that
it is a perfect defense.
Those to whom tho term "sleeper" is
a hollow mockery may profit by the
experience of salesmen and others who
travel frequently, and have tho bod
made up with tho pillow toward the
locomotive. Just why this should
make sleep easier is not explained, but
the plan is highly rccoramunded.
If vou aro over in straits for a clean
haudkcrchicf or two when uo washer-
womau is within easy call, try this
plan: Upon reaching your hotel take
all your soiled handkerchiefs, wash
and rinse them. and spread them out
smoothly ou the window-paues. Be
sure that the corners form right
angles. When dry and carefully fold-
ed no one could tell that they had not
been ironed. 11 cavil* embroidered
handkerchiefs will not fook as smooth
as plain ones, but will certainly defy
detection across a car aisle.
Tho Woiunii Who Know* II All.
The intellectual woman" who is so
well-informed, and is so anxious to
have you kuow it. always reminds mo
of a leek, useful but teal starting,
writes Kiln Wilcox in the Ladies' llovxe
Journal. She has thought on every
subject uudor aud over the sun and
has formed her convictions on all mat-
ters. and the instant you broach a sub-
tect she hastens to assure you that she
;nows all about it. She sometimes
possesses handsome features, but her
too active intellect hassharpeued them,
aud hewod away the curves of beauty.
She is iuclined to dress severely, and
to wear very dignified bonnets. .She
think* out her answers a sentence
ahead of your remarks, and waits for
you to finish, with mere tolerance. Her
women friends apeak of her with great
respect as "soon an intelligent per-
son," and the clergyman of her faith is
the ouly man who ever bestows any
voluntary attention upon her. Her
husband considers her a remarkably
intelligent woman—but he is given to
dining at tho club a great deal, aud
meekly acknowledges that lie cannot
held a candle to his wife in bruin.
How to Mount n Hoi-mo.
Any woman who lives in tho country,
aud who is not too stout, should bo
ablo to mount a horse from tho
ground unaided, writes Carl A. Nyo-
gaard in The Ladies1 Home Journal.
If she attains to bo anything of an
equestrienne she should lequire no
more assistanco than a man though
she is handicapped a little by reason
of her skirt. She should lower the
stirrup sufficiently to reach it with tho
left foot, then plAcing tho right hand
on the upper pommel, by a sideway
motion, righti|)ioulder forward, spring
lightly fromTicr right foot and swing
herself iuto the saddle. Once there,
sho should take her foot out of the stir-
rup, place hor right thigh in its proper
position above the pommel, and ad-
just her dress. The stirrup is shorten-
ed from tho rigL' side by nulling up
tho strap again. A good dauccr will
soou learn to mount.
FOOLED HIS EMPLOYER JUST ONCE.
Now fin Hub lltwm* I'| Practical Joking
unit Is I.onklng for Another Job.
The young man has given up prao-
tical joking and is uow looking for
employment, and the lawyer is again
pursuing the even tenor of his way
and is charging up $1 a migute for his
time just as though he hadn't given up
half a morning to the entertainment
of the young man. He ia abseut
minded, is the lawyer, and he keeps a
tablet on hia desk on which he jots
down memoranda of his engagements,
but he remembers the youth—hia ex-
employe—without any "jots." He
just remembers him off-hand, as he
does a man who hasn't paid a re-
tainer.
His memoranda takes the place of
hia momory, which ho seems to have
lost somewhere. If his wife changes
the dinner hour he even jots it down,
lest he should forget to eat, aud it is
told of him that he makoa a nolo of
iho peg ho hangs his hat on iu order
that he can tiud it again.
Aud that young man, that bright-
faced boy with the honest blue eyes,
toyed with the tablets on his desk.
He put down two cases for trial in dif-
ferent courts at the same hour on the
same morning. Then he added a con-
sultation with another lawyer regard-
ing a case of great importance for iif-
teen minutes biter, ami ended up with
a memorandum of an appointment
with a client who had a $50,000 case
coming up.
Not only that, but tho boy laughed
aud chuckled as ho saw the lawyer's
eyes grow big aud heard him mutter:
"Great Scott! has it come to tbisf
ia my miud leaving moP"
Aud tho boy laughed and made
merry still more as lie rushed down
How lie Discriminates.
A Brooklyn policeman at the hie
bridge, who k«.ps hia pockets full ol
ninU'lics for the tccouimo<Utiou ol
smokers, .liMrihute* hi, ftrora with
great discriiuioatioo. A man with ao
>10lighted cigarette i, rebuffed by him
tmliifhied A omit wfth ao
on! ghted cigar^ „ an.wered with a
. rtaml} , sir. and a match \ na.
t'm"vi's 2£■ «"?■ I'M*
Prolonged Sleep.
Holier! Harrison, of Birniin l..m
< 't been a,lee,i for th™
flays and mghl«,awoke — «■' ■ "re®
Willing to Please.
•Oh, Marie, Mario, pleaded the pre-
cise mother, "why do you use such
slang?"
"Why, mamma." explained the girl.
•*I can't help it. Everybody does, and
1 am forced to do it in self-defense."
But, my child, you shouldn't do
wrong because everybody else does.
You should obey higher and nobler
principle than that.'"
"Well, mamma. 1 hadn't thought of i
it just in that way before. I cm see
now that 1 have been led unwittingly
into a fault whi^h neither right nor
reason can sanctiou.
The mother s eyes tilled with tears. 1
"And you will never use slang
again?" she said, bending forward aud
kis>iug the soft white forehead f her
mid.
"Vou bet your sweet life. 1 won't,1'
exclaimed tho impulsive girl, aud was
silent.
The Cumulative Story.
Aotes and Queries tells the following
from Persian: A hunter finds some
honey iu tho fissure of a rock, tills a
iar with it and takes it to t grocer.
While it is being weighed a drop falls
to the ground, and is swallowed up by
the grocer's weasel. Thereupon the
huntsman's dog nshes upon the weasel
and kills it The grocer throws n
stone at the dog, and kills him. The
huntsman draws his sword aud cuts off
the grocer's arm. after which he is cut
down bv the infuriated mob of the ba-
xaar. The governor of the town, in-
formed of tho fact, sent messengers to
arrest the murderers. When the crowd
resisted troops were sent to the scent
of the conflict thereupon the towns- I
people mixed themselves up in the j
riot, which lasted three days and three !
nights, with the result that 70,000 men
were slain. All this through e drop of
houey.
Weighing Thought
Prof. Mo>so. an Italian physiologist,
may be said to have weighed' thought
He has shown by experiment that
thiuk'ng causes a rush of blood to the
brain, which varies with the nature of
the thought. Mosso proved it by
balaucing a man in a horizontal
positioi. so delicately that when he be- j
an to think the accession of blood to 1
is head turucd the scale. When the j
subject was asleep, tho thoughts or '
visions whicn came to him in dreams
| were sufficient to siuk bis head below i
his feet, and the same thing took place i
when he fvas disturbed by a slight
sound or a touch. The balance even
indicated when a person was readiug
Italiau aud when Greek, tho greater j
mental exertion required for Greek j
produciug a greater dow of blood to |
the head.
that he dreamed thai he >VUH |„
prolongod ,l«u More h,,li
Respect Tor Conrta.
!n spite of tho lack of faith in cer-
tain juries in New Orleans, the people
there keep up a custom which is indi-
cative of deepest respect fortiie courts.
Victors to the city are apt to eucouut-
t ,\> ns stretched across important
street* aud traffic suspended thereon.
Iuqoiry brkngs the answer that tho
streets nre closed because they lead
by the o arts and the courts are in ses-
sion \V hen tho courts adjourn the
I chains art tossed aside aud trallic goes
I ou again
stairs after a cab for tho lawyer. Then
ho returned to his work and piotured
the lawyer appearing in court and
asking for a continuance of twenty-
four hours on a case that didn't come
up until the next day, begging off
from a consultation that wasn't set for
that day in order that he might keep
au appoiutment with a clieut that was
really made for two days later, and so
on.
For a couple of hours this frank-
faced youth, who believed in getting
some little enjoyment out of life, sur-
prised his fellow-clerks by occasional
oursts of laughter that there scorned to
bo no occasion for.
And the lawyer—well, he roturned
firmly convinced that he had made a
fool of himself before two judges, one
fellow-lawyer and one clieut, besides
having wasted $'2 or $8 on cab hire.
Ho said uothing as he eutered the
office, and the hoy with the bump of
humor was still laughing when the
summons came from the inner rooiu.
"Jimmie," said the lawyer, point-
ing to the tablet ho held iu his hand,
"that looks like your writing."
"Yes, sir," replied Jimmie meekly.
"1 thought "
"Never miud what you thought.
ron seemed to bo greatly amused as 1
came iu."
' Yes, air; I couldn't help laugh-
i„£ "
"Precisely,11 said tho lawyer with
decision. "Laughter is said to be
good for the health, Jimmie. but some-
times it's bad for a job. That's all."
Theu tho lawyer chuckled aud a
young man about 17 or 18 years of age
went out to search for a new position
prepared to take oath that he would
never again plav a practical joke.
Furthermore thw handwriting on the
tablet is closely examined now and
there is talk of haviug a stamp made
so that the memoranda that arc gen-
uine can be properly attested. — Chi-
cago Tribune.
The Tragedies of Life.
The real tragedies of life are often
to be found where we should perhaps
least cxpect them. They are going on
before us in tho lives of many a wife
ami mother in our American cities
to-day. who. between her duties to her
husband, her children, her church, and
tho calls of society, which she often
must uot slight because of her hus-
band's position, present or aspired to,
is beitg killed before our eyes, tor-
tured at the same time by the incom-
petent domestic service which makes
house-keeping and the creation of a
com? table home almost an impossi-
bility. One such wouiau I saw die in
New York only a few years ago at
thirty-nine, literally killed by the
brave effort to do all her duty; and
they are "dying thus around us every
day," with brave smiles on their faces.
You may see them by hundreds in the
streets and at afternoon receptions in
any American city if you have l>een in-
itiated iuto the hand, and kuow the
passwords and the grip. If you do
not, you will think that they are bril-
liant and beautiful women, and iuvol-
untarily bow tlie head before them for
their goodness am! their womauliness,
but you will not know that you aro
rendering homage to martyr* as trulv
as if you saw thorn led iuto the Coli-
seum as playlhiugs for a N timid inn
lion, aud just as truly on account of
their religion.—Anna C. Bracked, in
Harptr's Mag azine.
The Frontier Cavalryman.
Our frontier cavalryman is the
beau ideal of an irregular. The ir-
regular horseman of all ages was re-
cruited from among roving unintelli-
gent classes, and t.nd, except iu his
own |>eeuliar province, as plentiful a
lack of good as he had a superabund-
ance of bad qualities. Our trooper is
intelligent, aud trained in the i t id est
of schools. Few civilians, who tiud it
so easy to criticise the operations of
the army in the West, would make
much of a success in huutiug a band
of a few huudred Indiaus in a path-
less wilderness or a waterless desert
bigger than New York and New En-
gland combined. Ami yet. thus handi-
capped. what splendid work our
cavalry has donel While one civil
department of the government has for
years been busy sowing tho seeds of
strife and furnishing the red man
arms of precision, the best of cart-
ridges ami plenty of them, how ably
our handful of bluecoats, uuder orders
of another, have managed to quell the
Indian uprlsiogsl A force of fifty
thousand men on foot ^ould have
■•en none too great to do justice to
our ludiau problem since the war;
the actual force has been less than a
third of this number. Let whoso is
tempted to criticise the array make
himself familiar with somt of the
deeds of heroism of the past i twenty
years by our soldiers on the' Plains
Criticism blanches before their TOcital.
But the soldier is no boaster. You
must seek bis story from other lips
than his. Colonel T. A. Dodge, m
Harper's Maga*ine.
lovely lady macdonald.
IUin rk*bli
Tho part that Lady Macdonald plays
In her husband's liie is not sot forth in
a few words, says The Ladies' Home
Journal. All that Lady Beaconstteld
was t« tho Conservative Premier of
England, Ladv Macdonald has been,
and is, to the Conservative Premier of
Canada. If any ono on earth knows
his miud it is she. Their understand-
ing of each other is complete, and
their matrimonial follolty unruffled.
How much Canada owes to Lady Mac-
donald for the help sho has given hoi
greatest statesman, only the Promiei
himself can titlv estimate.
'1 he wife of tfio Premier is a frequent
attendant at tho sittings of Parliament,
the best seat in the Speaker's gallory
is always reserved for her. and no im-
|* irtant debate'takes place that she
does not follow it to tho iinal vote,
though the daylight may bo dimming
the electric lights.
Lady Macdonald is tall and tawny,
with warm tints glowing in her cheeks.
Her abundant hair a few years ago be-
came white as snow, and now makes
a wonderfully Incoming aureole about
her high, broad forehead. Energy aud
determination aro unmistakably stamp-
ed upon a couutenauoe whose habitual
expression is soon what grave. Yet
when n.uved to laughter, tho whole
face lights up until ovory trace of care
and anxious thought vanishes from it.
In tho art of conversation she has noth-
ing to loam. Sho is an omnivorous
reader, and uot only reads, but di-
gests and assimmilatos hor reading,
while a retentive memory keeps at
command all that she acquires. She
forms her own opinions about tho sub-
jects of tho dav, and never hesitates to
express them in clear, coucise terms.
To the full extent of her time and
ability she co-open.tos in all religious
and philanthropic enterprises nnd as-
sociations that commend themselves to
her approval. Ne;ther does she hold
aloof from balls, dinners, receptions
and other fatiguing features of social
life at the Canadian capital, nor dis
dain to take a live'v personal iutorost
in tho fascinating lubjoct of dress.
When Parliament is in session hor
drawing-room ou Saturdays is filled
with an evor-elianging flow of visitors
from three o'olotf- until dinner time.
Yet no one of theui fails to receivo a
warm clasp of the hand, a bright, ap-
propriate greeting, and the impression
that the hostess is quite as glad to see
them as if they were tho only callers.
With a dozen in the room at once, the
most of them utter strangers to each
other, Lady Macdonald will contrive
to keep the ball of talk rolling so mer-
rily that all feel they have a share in
tho conversation.
an adaptive GIRL.
In this manner
■ s..v ami be-
enigma to your
fp this young
Sha la an Orlglniil and Highly Intaraal-
log New Turk Product.
One of the verv original young
women oi Mnrray Hill is a handsome
creature who changes her moot!
methodically just as she changes hot-
dross. She argues that no girl can be
altogether charming if she is forever
gay. serious, sentimental, sad or play-
ful. Sho has studied tho question
carefully and lias Satisfied herself that
the way to fascinate is continually to
surprise people with fresh moods.
Novor lot people know just how they
are going ULM^ou-
you I .. avs e\cit«
conn * ■
friends.
T T.a an iMii
hypocrite, "is to be charming. I began
by being joyous all day long. 1
couldn't help iL life was such a pretty
arrangement. Then I began to notice
that certain girls who were of a pensivs
nature rather overshadowed me or.
some occasions, and I appeared light
• nparison. Again, I was exttn-
guibned by intellectual girls, and more
than once I have had to take a back
seat for a sick, complaining creature,
ho sighed aud rolled hor eyes as if
she had a stomach ache. Then I saw
that uo girl who was invariable* of
mood ever retained the interest of peo-
ple for any length of time.
The world warns variety in womet
just as it does in tho drama, it was
then that I sot myself to work to be
versatile. It wa* very hard at first not
to permit my natural good spirits to
bubble through the character I was as-
suming, but now I am a finished per-
former, and I flatter myself I please my
public as well as any girl in my sot. I
nave just come from a tea where I af-
fected the vary faii
The Old Virginia IteAl.
tn th« dreamy A
fir** beirlnB lc
An* I look bfltWM
oabin Hoik
At my lonesome little garden where theruinad
n gloaming irhen fea
' tries that about the
Liken
l lie.
h«-ap at tattrrel beggars fallen In the
wc<sl* to <lle;
And the chilly wind cornea droning round the
chimney mid tho oavea.
And ilou the narrow pathway drives the
wind ami withered leaves.
And the emay mill la silent, and a mist bangs
the wheel,
vm to lit
r the music of an Oi-1 Vlr-
Very sweet, and very merry, very faint and
tar awav.
N<>w ] hcxr the ancient flddlorson the strings
I cgtn to play:
Keeping lime with awaylng bodies, and a kind
of wh! perlng croon.
Till a hoM of dainty Bll|>|K?rs follow to the dear
old tunc.
There ia Mlatreas Jennie Weaver In hor gown
of yellow Bilk.
With the crlmaon coral shining on her nock
and iirms ol milk;
Even l.inly lift ly Fairfax deigns to tap a scar-
lei heol
Tu the merry, morry music of the old Virginia
roel.
Lady Betty, Lady Betty, all your pride Is dust
aud mould.
For tin worms have bred and nested In your
li cks of paly Hold;
lliatrcfi* Jenny, with your laughter, and your
rlbhons. ii ml \ our beaux.
Ami the hearts that you have broken, you an
dead as j onder rose.
I alone am Id l to mourn you,poor and paloled,
beui and are?*
Mumbling o'er tho vanished glories and the
joy* of yesterday
When 1 had a galluut lover, and my heart to
linn u .18 leal.
And we gay ly dance together In the old Vlr
glnla roel.
Ah, the instruments are shattered, aud the
strings are snapped In twain.
And the tlddlera have forgotten, and will
never play again.
'Twas the creaking of the brauchea on the
> tho inubic and the mirth
eternal. In their faded
,i, nervous man
is somewhat un-
of the seasou's on-
ner of a lady wl
strung by tho str<
tertain ments.
I go out to a dinner this evening
where I propose to become an eu-
thusiast on painting. I read up on
Corot aud Mili 't all the morning, and
I shall rapturize * ver them, and every
one will say that iv temperament ii
so sympathetic. Late - at the theater
1 shall be dreamy aud pro-occupied,
ami afterward at supper I shall be gay
and full of smart sayings and laughter.
In that way all the people that have
met mo for a few moments will find
me interesting in a particular way,
while those who have remained with
mo throughout the whole evening will I
be captivated by my rapid transforma- ArkhTsaw'
tious. Don't you think my idea a very
neat one? 1 can assure you it serves
me well. I am—well, tho people seem
fond of me."—N. Y. Sun.
of long ago.
But above iho stars
pinks and bluca.
With the powder on their ringlet* and the
hucklos ou their shoes,
I shall see the beaux and sweethearts In a
long procession kneel.
And their harps will play the music of an old
Virginia reel.
— Minnie Irving in St. Louis Magazine.
Ilffl THEY DIDN'T MARRY.
The story of how nearly Sarah lloch-
stetler came to marry Ira Tincher in
1871 has grown to be a part of the
history of Oregon county. Missouri.
Ira is still a comparatively young mau,
and Sarah is still well on the sunny
Bide of 60, but Jim Burnes, whom she
did marry, has been under the gravel
and rocks that cover his forty-acro
farm for these ten years or more.
Sarah Burnes still lives on the farm,
but iu spite of the fact that she is hus-
bandless aud yet under fifty, she will
never become the wife of Ira Tincher,
though for years these two loved aud
swore a devotion that should have its
ending even beyond the grave, if then.
Old Jim Burnes lived near Alton, in
the center of the couuty, and young
Ira worked fo„ him. Burnes was 58
and Tincher was 22. They had beon
together a year, when the young man
surprised his employer by telliug him
that he was soon to marry Sarah
Hochstetler, who made her homo with
"tho folks," a few miles from the
Howell couuty line, on the West Plains
road.
• (loin1 tcr marry Sary!" exclaimed
old Burnes. Why, Iry, she's older*n
you be. an' wedding's er that sort alius
turns out bad."
The old man looked severely at his
young "hand." and Ira looked at the
ground. Burnes was gray and be-
whiskered, but his form was as straight
as a hickory sapling. His rough
bands were tucked under his trowsers,
and he stood with arms akimbo, eye-
ing the youth who stood before him.
"An' besides," went on old Burnes,
"I've been keepin' eomp'ny with Sary
m'sef fer more'n two years, au1 she's
jist right fer er man like me. I've
gotter farm, an' I'm old eruuff, an1—
tor tell yer ther truth, an' not shock
yer nerves too much, Iry, I kinder
reckon she likes me."
• What," exclaimed the young farm
hand, "you an' my Sary!"
He stopped aud buried his face in
bis hands.
"Thar, boy," resumed old Burnes
softly, "don't fuss. Kz I said, Sary ii
er year older'n you, an' sho's on'y been
er fooliu'. Sary thinks you on'y er
boy. 'an sho kaiut he'p lookin' up
ter me, yer know. My laud an'—"
Ira slipped away while the old man
talked. True enough, he thought to
himself, he was only a boy. He put
his hand to his facc. There w as no
beard there—only little bunches of
short straggling hairs around his chin
and up towards his ears. He kept
walking for an hour, not thinking
where he was going—only thinking of
Sary and her pretty ways—het clean
homespun dresses an t her merry
laugh. Then he stooped.
• She said she liked me au' she said
she'd marry me in ther summer, and
she never said nothin' erbout old
Jim. But he's er deacon in ther
church, an' ho wouldn't lie erbout it—
au' Sary, she never got er 'ligion, an'
so she's been or foolin' me."
That was Ira's way of looking at it.
He studied the whole situation over
and aver that afternoon. In the eve-
ning he went back to the Burnes cabin
down in tho valley, and after he had
dono the chores he went to old Jim and
asked for his money.
There's er leetle eomiu', I reckon
he said, "an1 I'm goiu' dowu inter
Ren gal Tigers.
The true Bengal tiger is dying out,
so say Indian sportsmen. "The ad- |
vance of civilisation drives the creat-
ures from their old haunts, aud the re-
wards offered for tho destruction of
wild beasts encourage indiscriminate
slaughter, so that the tigers are tare,
even in tho islands of the Brahma-
pootra, where they formed the chief
population some years ago.
Among the recent inventions is !4
calendar that will register for the next
joo jenrj. bosidw tolling date
ligucs wiltiin that period.
There are scientists who
earth's age is about 500,Ot
the nebular and solar p
about 25,000,000 ,ol w'nict
ate past—for the period of
iugs.
ay that the
> years for
iriods, and
15.000,000
orgauic be-
Charging the Jury.
• This is small case, gentlemen,"
said Judgu Wing to the jury Tuesday
morning, in the ease of the dogs and
the cow.-. It reminds me of the case
that was tried before a colored friend
,aud brother, way down souf.' years
ago. It was his first case as trial
justice, and he felt his dignity. He
heard tho law aud the evidence and
tho arguments, aud it came time for
him lo charge the jury At his appar-
ent hesitation one of the attorneys
nudged him and said. Novn charge
the jury, and the judge arose and i
said. Bredrcn. dis am
an' 1 nIiuII charge but
half."'—I ■ oilton Joufa i
small
dollar i
Goin1 ter quit?" asked old Burnes,
carclessly. "Well, sorry yer kaint
stay fer ther weddin,' but hyar's yer
money, an' I hope yer'll liev luck."
He paid his hand in shin-plasters—
he only owed him $4—wages for a
month—aud Ira put on his hat gather-
ing up the few things lie had, walked
out of the little cabin. He left old
Burnes seated in front of the old log
fireplace, squirting tobacco juice
against the dying embers, close to
which the calloused soles of his bare
feet were beiug toasted. The old fel-
low did not look up uutP ho was sure
that Ira must be gone. Then he rose,
and, putting on his cowhide boots pre-
pared to leave tho place.
•Tliet war easy." he murmured.
"Now, ef he don't go over ter Ssry's
to find out about it. 1 kin tell ther gal
moet anything. He'll jest erbout go
thar ter say good-bye tor her—ves,
he'll do it, sure—sure he'll do it. Yes,
I'll go an boat him thar."
Old Burnes hastened into his best
?oat, aud graspiug a stout stick, went
out. He slipped a yoke over his oxen,
xnd in a moment was iu the West
Plains road, urging the slow animals
westward. It was after 8 o'clock when
he cai^e in sight of the Hochstetler
homo. The folks had not gone to bed,
for there was a light visible through
the chinks in tho cabin wall. He
stopped thfi oxen and jumping nimbly
from his old trap, stepped inside.
Sarah was there ami aho voiced an
exclamation upon seeing the old man.
•Why, Uncle Jim,' she cried,
• what's brought you over hereP Ir>
ain't hurtP"
"Well, Sary," responded the old
fellow, "no, uot thet, but it's erbout
Iry thst I came hers ternigbt. ]
reckon as it ain't pleasant news I
bring yer, but ter be short an' sweet
erbout it. Iry's run off an goue ter
Arkansaw, ter marry er widder down
arbout Mountain Home."'
The girl looked at old Burnes stern-
ly tor a moment aud theu came over
to his side.
"Are yer tellin' me the truth?' she
asked earnestly. "Not er foolin'.
Uncle Jim?"
"Hones' facks," was old Burnes' re-
sponse, "au I hopes yer'll not tako it
hard."
Sarah had spirit.
"Take it hard?" sho echoed. Wall,
I guess not. I thorter heap er Iry, an'
he said he'd never love nobody else.
He war goin' to marry mo purty soon,
au' he said he'd come ter-night ter
fix up things. See," and Sarah stood
back a foot oi so. here's ther dross au'
fixin's I got, an' I put 'em ou ter-uight
for Iry ter pass on."
The girl's eyes were filling with
tears as sue talked, and old Burnos
almost felt meau enough to sink out
of sight, through the dirt lloor. Sarah
dashed the tear-drops away and tried
to smile to show how littlo she cared,
but it was such an effort that sho turn-
ed back into tho dark to hide her face
from the searching eye of tho old
mountaineer.
Young Tincher had not forgot hia
ougageniont, but he didn't have the
heart to keep it. Ho struggled with
himself for an hour after he left old
Burnes, walking through the woods
toward tho homo of tho Hocbstotlera.
At length he resolvod to at least say
good-bye to Sarah.
"It kaint do no harm," he muttered
"an' I wauter do it."
He walked fast, but it was late
when he got within sight of the house
of the girl he loved. He saw a light
there, and it rather surprised him.
'Funny," he muttered, "but 'taint
much fuunier 'n what old Jim told me
ter day. Keepin' eomp'ny for two
years with Sary! Oh. tho hussy!"
Ira stood iu the darkuess outside of
the cabin. It was a still night in the
soring, and despite the trifling tiros
that were still kept up. the door re-
mained wide open. Ira peeped in.
Sarah had a visitor—old Burnes! The
young farmer's heart almost stood
still. How pretty Sarah was! She
had on a dre.su that he had never seen
before, and Ira thought her nearer an
angel than he thought angels them-
selves could be. Ho sighed—almost
so loud that the inmates of the house
could hear him. Then ho put his
hand to his face and felt the strag-
gling bits of beard. Tears came into
his eyes, aud he walked away.
"Old Jim told ther truth," he mur-
mured. "I ain't old crnuff ner good
ernuff for sech as Sary, an' he is. I
war fooled, that's all."
Old Burnes was not long in con-
vincing Sarah that sho ought to marry
him and before June had come with
her wealth of sunshine and roses aud
songs of birds, the circuit rider was
stopped by the deacon, and the two
were married. Sarah weut to the little
cabin that old Burnes had lived in
since his first wife died, long before, j
and for several months maae it an
early heaven for tho old man.
Something brought young Tinchcr
back to Oregon before the year was
over, and he went to see old Burnes
and Sarah. Jim was not at home, but
Sarah gave her old flame an unex-
pectedly warm welcome. They talked
ior an hour or so, and ono thing
brought on another until Ira asked
Sarah—he juat couldn't help it—why
sho gave him up. The whole thing
was out in ten minutes, and Ira went
away. He had an ugly look in his eye
and his sullenness .alarmed Sarah.
Old Burnes was homo an hour later
and his wife told him that Ira had
been there. The old man did not say
a word, but when Sarah was through
with her story, he got his old gun aud
carefully reloaded both barrels and
gave the hammer an oiling. Sarah
shivered and went nervously about
preparing the supper. With every
breath she admonished old Burnes uot
to be rash, but her husbaud was
mum. It was nearlv sundown when
the brush parted ana Ira Tucker, with
a gun across his shoulder, stepped in-
to the cleared space. The old man did
not say a word, but stepped to tho
door, raised his weapon aud fired at
the approaching figure. Ira did not
stop, but as quick as a flash returned
the shot.
Old Burnes did not speak. His gun
fell aud a secoud later he followed it.
IIa«l a bullet iu his heart.
Ira gave himself up and pioaded
self-defence. It was a long fight and
tho youug farm hand's neck was saved,
but he got ninety-nine years.
The only reason that lie never became
the husband of Sarah Burnes, nee
Hochstetler, is that Sarah livos in
Oregon county, on the sunnv side of 50,
while Ira is spending his days within
the gray walls of a State penitentiary.
—Homer Boss ford in Detroit Free Fress.
Bayonets were invented at Bayonne
in 1670 and first used in England 1693.
Originally these had wooden handles
fitting into the gnu, but in 1699 tho
socket was introduced.
New bride.—Was your husband em-
barrassed when lie proposedP Mrs.
Tinwedding—Not at all; he had failed
for a cool million aud was flush.—Min-
neapolis Tribune.
Testing a Trunk.
A slim-faced man with a graveyard
cough was inspecting some trunks in
front of a Graud street store yesterday,
when the proprietor of the place ap«
peared and asked:
"Looking for a trunk. sirP"
"Yes."
"Here's the best |4 trunk ever made,
and I'm tho only one that sells 'em at
less than $5."
"No good," replied the pale faced
mac* with a sorrowful shake of his
head. "One of these trunks wouldn't
stand the journey from here to Pough-
keepsie."
"What! I" warrant 'em to go
around the world! Take hold of ono
aud bang it about and convince your-
self."
"Do you give tt-a leave to wrassle
with one?"
"Of eourso I do! Take right hold."
The man with tho graveyard cough
drew in a full breath, "called out:
"Sche-neck-ta-day," as if warning a
car - load of passengers, and thon
reached for the trunk. "Rip!" went
one of the handles—"r-i-p-1" went the
other, and as he stood it on end and
upset it and flopped it back again one
htuge busted loose and the cover split
in two. With a twist of the wrist ho
gave it s slam-bang which completed
the wreck, and, with a bow to the
trunk-man, he joined the crowd and
disappeared.
"Upon my soul!" grasped the pro-
prietor as he viewed the ruins, "but I
made a big-mistake in him! He's a
baggage-master instead of a dying
traveller."—AT. Y. World.
ONE KINO OF TYPEWRITER!
How th« Fao.lly ( <w1 W>r* Set Cp In a
Little llarlfin Mat.
Out on Broadway just now I saw a
little girl that I have a big respect for,
says a writer in the N. Y. Herald. She
is a typewriter, but she is not much
like the kind the newspapers are al-
ways telling stories about, though,
like them, sho is pretty—as pretty a* a
picture and as good as if she were old
and ugly. She is twenty-two, aud let
me tell you what she has done.
8ix years ago she was tho most
ragged, friendless, ignorant little or-
phan you would care to hour of, aud
she had four younger slstors, each more
ragged aud friendless and ignorant and
orphaned than the other. She went
into a typewriting copying ollice to
learn the business in return for her
services as office girl. She was such a
bf*-1 spoiler that everybody said she
would never make a typewriter. She
set in to learn to spell. She was so
shabby that the hoad of the office said
he was ashamed to send her on er-
rands, but she did her work so well
that he concluded it would pay to
spend a couple of dollars in fixing hor
up.
Sho made hersolf a skillful operator,
although to bo begin with she was un-
commonly clumsy.
The fact was she bad something else
on hor mind than finding a husband to
support her. She was thinking about
those four little .sisters. They were
living around with relatives, most of
whom were very poor, and-when thoy
were not poor they were exceptionally
cross and cruel to make up. This lit-
tle woman, call her Autiie if you like,
had an ambition to be a mother to
those little sisters.
mother? What sho is now is
mothor and father, too!
The first money she could scrape to-
gether from her typewriting she spenr
learning stenography. She ?ould not
afford all the lessons sho needed, but
sho made it up in hard work bv her-
self. She was not gifted with the
qualities for making the best stenc
grapher—the best ones arc born not
made—but she did all she could and
came out bettor than tho average that
do office work, and siuce that she has
had comparatively easy sailing.
People had noticed her; she got a
good position; not much money, as
you count money, but enough to start
her in executing a long-cherished plan.
' he got together those four sisters.
She took a little flat up-down. She
gathered them all in aud told them
they must live without furniture until
she could buy it—not on the install-
ment plan. In the meanwhile thov
would all have plenty of good footf,
such they had not had before, be-
cause furniture is a luxury, but good
food is ac investment for working
girls.
Two of the girls wore learning type-
writing in the same way she did. The
two younger ones wore in school. They
campod along as best they could aud
wero happy. That was a year and a
half ago. Now three of them aro earn-
iug good pay, as salaries go—there is a
prejudice in that big office building
where Annie is iu favor of tho family;
one of the younger ones is learning
the business in the old way. Their
home is as pretty a little place in its
modest way as "there is in Harlem,
and their relatives are more helpful
and kind than ever before—because
nothing succeeds like success.
And I call that young woman's a sue-
cecs worth talking about.
WIDOW STRANGLING IN Flif.
Carried Oat
Womon in Fiji theoretically occupied
a high position, being regarded as an
essential and integral part of her hus-
band. A man was not considered
complete in this world without his
wife, nor could ho pass into the next
unless she accompanied him. There-
fore, the death of a mau was always
closely followed by that of his wife,
and in the case of a chief by that ')[
his harem. If a married woman died,,
a passport to the shades was furnished
her iu the shape of her husband's
beard, which was cut off and placed
under her left armpit.
Iu case of tho death of an unmarried
youth of cither sex the person was
doomed to wander abort in the in-
termediate rogiou between heaven and
earth until one of the opposite gender
caiue along to complete tho couplo.
When any one died a whale's tootk
was placed in his or her hand, to be
thrown at the tree which stands as
guide post on the road to the other
world. If the ghost of tho deceased
hit this tree with his or her missive ac-
ceptance with the deities of tho un-
seen was indicated. Beyond this tree
sat "Nangga-Nagga," guardian of the
path, who permitted no man to pass
unless he bad his wife with him. This
spirit was. however, credulous and
easily deceived, and ofton had grand-
mothers aud maiden aunts palmed off
on him 03 the wives of chiefs fvho
essayed to pass him.
The Fijians were always a practical
and far-seeing people, and where a
man left behind him a stout and
buxom widow his kinsfolk often voted
it foolishness to fool her away on a
ghost. Accordingly she was appro-
priated by some man who was strong
enough to drag her away and main-
tain his claim to her with the club,
and some tough and ancient female re-
lative suffered tho cord in her place.
'This was not accomplished without a
terrible row; the widow as well as all
her connections, resisting him tooth
aud nail, for was considered eti-
quette for tho relatives of the deceased
to resent as an insult a proposal to
marry tho widow. Obstruction was
not however, carried far. and al-
though the wooer might take marks of
his courtship to tho grave, the oppo-
sition always drew off before he was
quite overpowered.
Widow strangling was carried out
with imposing ceremonies. All the
relatives -.>f tho deceased assembled iu
the hut which ho had occupied in life,
and to them the widow was brought in.
Her brother if she had one was the
executioner, aud the instrument was
his waist cloth, which he unwouud at
hor entrance. Tho victim was made
to assume a position on hands and
knees, and the long cloth was given a
turn about bee neck and held on cither
side by her brother and another man
She was then instructed to expel all
the air from hor lungs and hold up
her hand as a signal that all was ready,
which, being done, the cloth tvas
drawn tight and a swift and nearly
painless death ensued.
Where a man had but ouo wife she
was laid side by side with him in the
grave. In the case of chiefs possessed
of several consorts, all their wives
were strangled aud placed in the grave
for him to Tie upon. This, iu the di-
rect and expressive speech of Fiji, was
called -carpeting the grrvc."—Boston
Journal.
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