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“PHE DREAMER LIVES FOREVER.
1 am tired of planning and toiling
in the crowded hives of meno ;
Heart-weary of building and spoiling,
And spoiling and building again.®
And | long for the dear oid river,
Where | dreamed my youth sway ;
For a dreamer lives forever,
But a toiler dies ip a day,
1 am sick of shallow seeming
Of a life that is half & lie ;
Of the faces lined with scheming
Io the throng that hurries by.
From the sleepless thought's endeavor
1 would go where the chiidren piay ;
For a dreamer lives forever,
And s thinker dies in » day.
1 feel no pride, but pity,
For the burdens the rich endure ;
There is nothing sweet in the city
Bat the patient lives of the poor ;
Oh, the little hands too skillfuil,
Aad the child mind choked with weeds!
The daughter's Reart grown willful,
Aad the father's heart that bleeds !
Ol, no! from the street's rude bustle,
From the trophies of mari and stage
1 would fly to the wood’s low rustle,
And the meadow's kindly page.
Let me dream a+ of old by the river,
And be loved for the dream alway ;
For a dreamer lives forever,
And a toiler dies in a day.
John Boyle O'Reilly
UNDER THE JOSHUA-TREE.
Yes, the story of Little Sammy's career
was different. Is could nos be told in a few
words; and shen it wae aucient history.
There bad been some gossip about it in the
olubs of Tonopah end Goldfield from time
to time simply because is was different.
“Bat, said one of the small colony of
pew wmillionairs as he sharpened a pencil
with a gold-mounted, diamond-studded
jack knife, ‘‘we could furnish you with
only the ragged ends of the story. Each
one of us is making his own history bere
on the Great Basin. Therefore it is diffi
cult to follow very closely the history of
one another. These is this absorbing stock-
board, and we muss talk over the Diamond.
field strike—a new boom, dou’s you know,
thas will keep us watobful as prowling
lynxes day and night. So you see there is
Do time for stories—especially nid stories.
Why, that most bave been fully three
years back. Toivk of it! Almost before the
world (our golden world) began.”
The others were likewise sxuspeiaiig)y
centered. The new ticker—she very first
alkali-tape, they said—bad just been in-
stalled in the club. Here was something
really new. 1 must listen to the wonder
of it; what it bad done and what is was
going to do for the desert—this said with
a wiuk by a vnotoricus wildcaster.
1 protested shat I did not care a fig for
their new tape. Siock tapes! Why, there
were millious of them in olubs, saloons,
and mahogany appointed bling: places
all over the world. I was keen, however,
to bear about the Joshua-tree and Little
Sammy. There was something fresh and
new iu ibe sound of that. Is ioterested
me vastly more than their stocks and
miner and strikes on the Red Maule, and
Yellow Dog, and Hompty Dompty 20d.
**You persistent hound,” snapped the
latest uillionaire ol she los, a platooras of
only » week's growth, turning from the
ticker savagely, ‘‘bave you not been in-
formed that we new-comeis do nos know
all the story—just a bic here and a bis
there? Now, if yon must learn about that
old bandy-limbed Joshua-tree and Little
Sammy, run down to Bullfrog aud ask
Jouesy. Surely you bave beard of Jonesy,
the listle pink-cheeked snow-top oom
pounder at the Dizzy Ghost? He's the
oracle we all consult, a race mine of stories,
aud cao tell thew so shey’ll sink io.
*“There now, sou, run along to Bullfrog
It is only seventy-five miles, and that Ger-
man flyer of the new eixty-horse-power
Benziue ‘Bus Line will leave in exactly
ten minntes—makes the ran in two bours
and a balf over one of the best auto-epeed-
ways in the world. Here 18 my anoual
pase. It will save a few eagles.”’ He tossed
me a card, gilt-letiered, and spravg back
10 the ticker.
As I passed out the door and down the
etairs there fell behind me a clamor, hys-
serical and incoherent, out of which there
distinos the scattered phrases: ‘The
Pig"’'—'‘swenty points’ — ‘‘thirty
pointe” — “Ki!” Yi!” — “Whee!” —
“Whoop!"'—" Once again, piggie!"’ “forty
points’ —then a crashing of feet that meant
a wild, delirious dance. Listle woonder
thas my curiosity was so aunoying when
their Blue Pig was performing se nobly.
So I got me down to the Dizzy Ghost,
ove bundred and fifty minutes in a big
German car thas shot out of Goldfield with
a warning drumming of the exhaust.
There had been a gentle clondburst ou the
night before, wettiog this anto-speedway
of she desert to the hardness of planed
baeals, but iu some places plowing rats
thas made the ponderous machine bounce
like a roasting chestnuts. The ranges of
stark, naked hills flashed by with the mo-
notony of a sobway, though without its
somber gloom. The snnlight could not be
called merely bright : it was as dazzling
ae white heas steaming from a furnace, and
the horizon we raced at was walled with a
fence of flame, soggesting the edge of a
precipice that let down into the pit.
I found the Dizzy Ghoss ae readily as
one would find the town ball of a more ee-
date community. Jonesy, the white-hair-
ed little oracle of Alkali Land, was just
going off duty. As he tossed aside his
white apron and put on bis coat and par-
row-brimmed brown bas, I pounced upon
him with the demand :
“‘I bave come all the way from Goldfield
by express to hear about Little Sammy and
his guest of the Joshua-tree.’”” He smiled
resignedly, and led the way from the
thronged =aloon to a restaurant across the
street, where there was gniet and a fresh
orate of egus from Las Vegas. Over the
egee and coffee and excellent fried bam, a
monotonous, but always safe and nourish.
iug, desert dies, Jonesy told she story of
Little Sammy and she Joshua-tree.
“‘Little Sammy was a thrilling picture,”
be began without preiude, ‘‘on the day be
rode down the trail into Goldfield, then our | ed, Little Sammy asked :
pew camp, but now the Big Noise of south-
ern Nevada, with a brand new city charter, | n
*T was belore they stretched the metals be-
low Tonopah. Tbe hoom was in its infan-
oy, aod the new diggings boasted only
eight wooden shacks ; seven saloons and
one dance-hall. Lumber was precious in
those days. Even the hank was cauvas,
Winchesters served as grilles, and the tell-
ers were walking masked-batteries. Ban
burglars were soarce. Only one developed,
! and bis development was arrested mighty |
sudden and shorough.
“So you may get it without the aid of a
diagram that the ragged-eared bis ol a bar-
ro with Littie Sammy up didn’s pull bis
tenderfoot freight iuto any metropolis. A
passed bim, I do not mean it whizzed by i
without speaking the sirange little craft. |
Is hesitated some while the boys looked it |
over and wentally shed a few forms of ex- |
clamatiou points. Bat they
What they saw was hevond words of
tle ivory ball barned to a cioder.
his spine. He wore glasses ; not the divky |
ones with she weazel trap nose-cateh. Nay, |
indeed ! His were specs, glazed lavish. |
The rims were black rubber, as big
as a horse collar, and with a black shaft
reaching over each ear. He bad on blue
overalls, blue jnmper, a sombrero with a |
brim that looked like five laps to the mile,
cowhide boots from which protruded swo
borse pistols, a belt buckled over his jump-
er with two holsters carrying navy Colte,
and a kpife-sheath containing something
like a Malay dirk ; also a red flanvel shirt.
“Do you blame the boys for being silent
while the stage stopped, or, rather, besi-
tated ? It dido’s even hesitate long—not
after the mules glimpsed him. The stage
went op, shen, coming into Goldfield with
only one wheel touching and the hoys
wrapped round each other avd parts of the
'bus—Ilike a shipwrecked crew on a spar
wading abead of a typhoon.
“Is can’t be said Little Sammy came
k | mumps as he was walking into Easy
{ into Goldfield unnoticed. Even the three
: camp cats were lined up on Main Street,
waiting. They got one look and skeed :
but he and the burro came down the trail
just as solemn as a Quaker headed for
meeting. Dido’t seem to notice she crowd ;
steered siraighs for the Hush-a-by saloon ;
and olimhed down off bis dusty little
mount, He walked into she Housb-a-by
with the clank and rattle of a stamp mill
in fall blast. The crowd followed him in,
quiet and hashed.
*‘He wasn’t a bit fazed, this weird little
tad of a tenderfoot ; smiled across the bar
at me with a comfortable, home-like grin
and said :
“My dear man, I'm horribly thirsty.
Kindly set me out a bostle of lemon soda.’
Then he turned on the mob grouped about,
entranced, carefully removed from his nose
and ears she rubber scaffolding and dormer
windows, wiped them with a blue silk
bandana, put them on again, cleared bie
throat, and said breezily : ‘‘ ‘Well, old
chaps, what will it be?’ His accent was
Massachusetts, eight inches across the a.
The boys were still dazed and dumb, but
when he offered his hand all round, they
moss shook it off. Only aboat fourecore
could squeeze to the bar when Sandstorm
Smith recovered his plumb and offered a
toast, which was :
*‘ ‘Here's to the little stranger ! May
be live long ; bus the Lord help us if he
ever unlimbers his artillery and begins ges-
ting bad I" The toast was drunk iu si.
lence extept for a little coughing and an
occasional splutter.
“‘Littie Sammy smiled sort of wistlul as
he looked around and counldn’s wee a gon
in sight. Then looking down at hie own
terrific asmamest, he stammered to Sand-
storm Smith : ‘I guess I'll have to regard
these deadly weapons as superfluous orna-
ments. I shoughs from what I bad read is
was good form to wear them. I practiced
six weeks in a Boston shooting gallery, but
I muss confess I am still afraid of them,
they kiok so infernally. [judge from the
looks of things, however, that they are not
in style ; so I will put them away in my
saddle-bags.’
“Good plan,’ said Sardstorm Swith,
helping himself to more liquor with a
srembling band ; ‘guos like that is cruel.
Why, Mr.—er —om—Mr.—'
+“ ‘Harbin,’ filled in she little tender-
foot—'Samnel Harbin. I beg ten thousand
pardons for not intioducing myse!l helore.’
“¢ *Not at all,’ said Sandstorm, soothing-
ly ; ‘but as I was remarking, if you hap
pened to get careless with that light arsil-
lery, you'd shoot cruel apertures through
some of os simple sage brush folk. We
don’t carry that long barreled breed of
cannon at all.”
“Do you mean to say,’ asked Little
Sammy, bis eyes coming out againet bis
glasses, ‘that it isn’t customary to carry
revolvers down here? Some of the boys
were down on the floor by this time, roll
ing ; but there didn’t appear a crack in
Sandstorm Smith's features as he went on,
with uncommon gravity :
* “That ain't juss the point, Mr. Har-
bin. I suspect there's a gun or two in
this polite assemblage, in addition to the
few howitzers with whioh your distinguish
ed person is draped ; bat, you see, we al-
kali eaters is part civilized, if some savage.
It's not de rigger to carry bard ware about
in carload lots, and our innate modesty
prevents us from showing our bands before
we are called.
‘Gunfighting is done more artistic in
this elestric age, and in your shoes I'd
stow tha bastery right soon. Nobody
ever gets Lurt up in this altitude unless be
displays too much oiduance and has a nas-
ty disposition. A man of that sort is fol-
lowed elose by our shrewd undertaker. By
the way, I'll introduce you to him—a
mighty decent fellow, a troe artist in his
profession, and moderate in bis charges.
You'll find Philander MoPike genial,
hearty, and always ready to talk business
10 atrangers.
“Bus Listle Sammy didn’t enthuse Mo-
Pike's way lor two bite. He excused him-
self suddenly, and olanked off in search of
a tens hotel, leaving behind him a fair riot
of hilarionsness. Even when he got ’oli-
mated he didn’t seem to sake hold that
the boys were jollying bim ; juss seemed
to drink in everything as gospel. His re-
spectful, attentive manner was amazing,
considering the yarns that were wove for
him. In a decile, believing way he listen-
ed to some stories that would bave stirred
strange emotions in an ossified imbecile.
He was the particular victim of Sandstorm
| Smith, and apprared to hang on bis words
like a new believer clinging to the discourse
of a high-pressure prophet.
“One day be and Sandstorm came into
the Hosh a by arm in arm, Sandstorm
talking away with the exbaust blown ont
and Little Sammy listening so bard bis
ears were doubled flat against his cheeks.
When they lined up before me and order-
on are all the good claims gobbled
“ ‘Yes,’ said Sadnetorm, bie voice trem-
bling with sympathy—"‘all but one bovan.
za that bas disappeared most mysterions.
That's the little Joshua-tree olaim that Ed-
Butts found, and then went and died
ore he got it located aud recorded prop-
er. Poor fellow passed away with the
Street. “Twas thus, lad :
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‘+ ‘Mr. Butts went ont prospecting with | rific band, keepiog st
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two mules and a buckboard, and plumb
and counteunuces carved solemn. They
vavishes for ‘mest a month. Wha be | wet Little Sammy ball way, salaoted with i
comes back be has ouly one mule the | both bands, and, making a wide circle, | positi . .
buckboard, and poor orister, tbe momps. | menccavered bim in bebind tbe naod. | powision the Jag} piste ol glone in Yoo ex
The other male died of eating a rose-bush | Then they beaded back to cawp, the band |
ancestors.
*¢ ‘IT met Battsy coming in, and be was a
sure sick man.
few miles above the camp the stage passed | in an oasis some miles across Funeral |
him. It carried a full deck and a joker | Range. The thorns did n't take kindly to
sitting on the bood. When I say the «tage | bim, spite of the digestive facalties of bis |
developed 1 was with him, trying to soothe |
thamb and a pinky.
“ 40’ course Buttsy was sorry
recently discovered tenderfoots heaten thir- | than the mumps. Bot peculiar as it may |
ty thousand turns of the wheel and she lit- | ceem, this only made bim more peevish, and gaspy.
Absorb | and while I was reading most musical be |
the picture now—five feet tall, and so thin | gos bold of his gun and shot the book out cried—‘found the tree just as yon said— | t
be could button his vest on the knobs of of my baud, carrying away some of ope | seven feet high, with eleven branches. and
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still murdering the same tune. There |
wasn't a murmur or even a chuckle in the |
ranks as the band swung up Main Street!
and wheeled nto she Husb-a-by, led by |
Sandstorm, she music, and Little Sammy |
When the fatal eymptows | Harhin, still on his burro. !
“Little Sammy was smilivg clear round |
** ‘Sandy, how did yon gness iv?’
* ‘Guess what ?' asked Saudstors, hoarse |
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** ‘Why, tbat I found it,’ Little Sammy |
chuckawallabs hobbling all abousis. Yes ;|
impetuosity, and by way ofl making good, dykes that ever cropped out of a gold mine.
and wipe off that burt expression.
roond | he said: “Sandstorm, I’m drawing for wy | I blasted dowo aboat teu fees, and it gets
last jackpot, so please purily your lk | beter under. Here are some of the sam-
‘m | ples.
And be drew out of bis puckets a
going to do you a turn that ’ll make your | bandful of high grade ore as rich, if not |
ten.” His voice was going and he could | desert up to that time.
just whisper—*'I strack ove of the richess
treasure hamisocks in southern Nevada | of funny wen full of zero.
““The wight of that gnartz shot the crowd |
Sandstorm fell |
a " ——
ep, with eyes front The New Pennsy Station in New |
York.
The Peopsylvania Kailroad placed in
terior of its new station in New York city,
oo Saturday, July 31st. This involved the
completion of stonework enclosing some
eight acres of ground, and marks a most
y important step in the farther progress of
this undertaking.
To enclose this vast area has necessitated
didn’t speak. | his uneasiness by reading out of a medical | to the back of his neck. Standing up in| b : ; Ba a ag 1
com- | dictionary the terrors ol other diseases a his stirrups. he porred : [the building of exterior walla aggregating
ment. They just gazed him. He bad all | blame sight worse and more aggravating |
2,455 feet—neazly ball a mile—in length,
aod has required 490,000 cubic feet of pink
gravite. In addition, there have been
atilized inside the conconrse 60.000 cubic
eet of stone. A total of 550,000 cubic feet
| of grauite bave thus been utilized in she |
for his | and it was growing over coe of the riches: | construction and orpamentation of this |
boilding. Is took 1,140 freight cars to
transports these 47,000 tons of stoue from
Milford, Mass.
Io addition to the granite, the construo-
| memory of me golden and glorione, Lis. | richer than anything scooped out of the | 4ion of this bailding bas called for the use
of 27,000 tons of steel. There hase also
been set in place some 15,000,000 bricks,
last trip, and it 's only eight miles west of | back auatus: the wall limp as a water-s ak | weighing a total of 48,000 tous. The first
this camp. Yoo csn’t miss it, for it's | ed cracker.”
marked by a Josboa-tree seven feet bigh, |
with eleven branches, and there's a fam-
ily of six ohuckawallabs lives under
is?
“ ‘What 's a Josbua-sree?’ asked Listle
Sammy. Sandstorm explaived thar it was
oue of those perpendicular cactus plants
with the bends. He pictured it as a sawed- | wheel 2" be said
of its in bis new sieamer.
off Christmas-tree, with most
Jonesy gor up suddenly avd poioted to- |
ward the door. A lead colored antomobile |
was sliding voiselessiy with the oluteh out
! through the gray alkali duss thas the after.
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noon wind swirled past tne windows of the |
restaurant. i
“See that little woguled chap at the
“That is Little Sammy
He is something of a |
stone of the masomy work on the building
was laid Juve 15ih, 1908. The entire
masonry was thos completed in approxi.
wately thirteen months after the work was
begun.
Built after the Roman Doric style of
architecture, the building covers the entire
area bounded by Seventh and Eighth ave-
branches shot away, and the remaining | roller now, with his string of mines and | -
oues twisted and curled, and coated with millions.” —By Barton Wood Carrie, in sues avd 31s apd 331d werects. The depth
needles sticking out like the fur on a mad ' the Century Magazine.
cat’s tail, which was going some long on
description for Savdstormm Smith. Bat
after reaching for another: goblet of inspira-
tion be drove ou:
* ¢ Well, when I'd examined the piece
of goartz Battay dragged out from under
his blankets, I got so excited I came near
bogging him, momps and all. That rook
was more 'n hall hiee gold, and assayed
$206,000 to the ton. I had the aseay
made the day after the foveral. Then I
set oat to find that Joshua-tree. But some-
how I missed it, vposwithstauding thas I
orunised around the desers ‘most a thous.
aod miles.’
¢ ‘Perhaps the poor fellow was deliri-
ous,’ said Little Sammy.
“ ‘And maybe that piece of quartz was
intoxicated with gold,’ snapped Sandstorm,
sarcastic.
“ ‘Is u't it possible,’ asked Little Sam-
my, ‘that you did ©n’t search thoroovghly
and with sufficient care?’
“Sandstorm snorted and looked down
with a pitying eye ov the five-foot tender-
foor. Then be said rather cutting:
“ ‘Maybe if I bad those cathedral win
dows of yours rigged on my peepers I'd
done better. Crawling round the desert a
' sthousaud miles, mostly on your hands and
knees, may not seem proper searching to
you folks in the East, who are used to the
rigors of ‘‘Button, button, who's got the
buston?"’ ’
“Bas Little Sammy did o’t shrivel or
wriggle under the scorch of sarcasm. He |
was sare hard-ehelled as an armor-clad gla
lizard that hume a tune onder a mountain
shde and pulls himself out of au avalanche
in gay spirite. He'd absorbed Sand-
storm's every word as plumb aunthentie,
and asked again ahout the size and shape
of shat Joshua-tree. Also he inguired
particolarly about the family of chuckwal-
lobs, which isa lizard twice as borrid.
looking as a gila.
+ ‘Seven feet tall,’ said Sandstorm, de-
soribing she tree hy raising his baud a few
inches above bis head, ‘and it bad eleven
twisty branches. In she moonlight those
trees look hike Injun ghosts devil-dancing
with a saperflaity of arms. As for a chuck-
awallah, a man bae got to be delirious to
describe it. Jost wait till you see one, and
it 'll never erase from your memory or
dreams.’
*‘ ‘And bave yon given up search?’ said
Little Sammy.
** ‘Yes,’ Saudstorm sighed, ‘I bave, not
caring to cash in my last chip on the desert |
alore my time.’
*‘Listle Sammy did n't say no more. He
was affected speechless, For hall a week
be went round hunting up Joshuoa-trees
and studying them; then one day Sand:
storm Smith staggered into the Husb-a-by
aud grabbed the bar-rail to brace himself.
He was shaking like & jelly-mau iv an
earthquake, and I got ous some of the
highest proof in stock to steady bim. He
keyed together a little and then gurgled:
** ‘He 's gone after it!’
** ‘Who ’s gone after what?’ I said.
‘Little Sammy's gone after the Joshuva-
tree. Just saw him rolling up the western
trail on a burro and leading a three mule
commissary. He ’s taken grub and water
enough to ines a monih. This is teo waoh!’
Sandstorm slumped into a chair with a
groan of ecstasy.
“I could n’s locus it guite so hilarious,
for I'd seen more than one tenderfoot go
up over that western trail through Listie
Death Canon. And they never came back,
nor sens avy message. There ’s no water
for filty miles, aud shat ’'s boiling with
alkali. So I said to Sandstorm:
** ‘Look bere, pal, that’s dead wrong,
lesting thas fool kid go off
You knsw what ’li bappen if he strays.’
“ ‘Smother the bleating, Jonesy,’ he
gasped ; ‘he ain’ going far. I told him the
bush was only eights miles west, and be ’s
got a bag fall of doth pases aid navigating:
tools. He's played bis whole stack on his
outfit, Litsle Sammy has; nothing left bat
a few pounds of silver and his ticket home.
Bat the folks ll be glad to see him, and
he ain’t cut out for this sort of game.’
‘‘Sandstorm went about telling she story
with joyous effect, so that the boys finally
planued to give Little Sammy a grand josh
welcome home. Smith nsed up two
recruiting a band from Tonopah and .
field. By the great yellow lode of Blue
Mountain, thas band was a wonder! There
was one trombone, five month a
base fiddle, two concertinas, and a kettle-
drum. The uniforms were overalls, plug
bate, and sage-brush wreaths bung round
the neck. Then the boys organized a look-
out patrol to watch for Little Sammy day
and night. The band was under marching
orders constant, sleeping on their instro-
ments of torture.
“Two weeks hed backed into the old
calendar when one day abous sun-dip there
was a shout from one of the lookoats that
was taken op aud echoed over the camp
and out to the hills,
“ ‘He comes! By Jushua, he comes!’
the entire community chanted. The band
struck ap a fierce discord meant for a
march, and headed by Sandstorm Smith,
who wore a frook-coas, golf pant, aod a
brimless derby, ses ous for Little Death
Canon, a barrow gully between two
straight. shouldered hills. J
“I couldn’t leave the Hush-a-by, but I
knew all the boys were in behind thas ter-
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| who bas pot seen the dawn every day of
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Salnt—Guudens on Stevenson,
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From “The Reminiscences of Augustus Saiot—
Gaudens” in the June Century.
“Is is singular bow one will forges ww]
portaut shige. I was abouts to overlook |
my experience with Robert Louis Steven-
son. which took place in the autumn of
1887. Shortly before this time my [friend
Mr. Wells, a man of delicate taste and
judgment, great learning and delighifal
conversation, as well as a keen lover and |
appreciator of music, drew my attention to |
she ‘New Arabian Nights,’ by a young au- |
thor just waking bimsel! known. aw, |
unfortunately, very little of a reader, but |
my introduction to these stories set me |
we as bave tew things in literature. So
when I subsequently found that my friend |
Mr. Low knew Stevenson quite well, I]
told him that if Stevenson ever crossed to
shis side of the water, I should consider it |
an hooor if he would allow me to make his |
portrait. Is was only a few weeks alter
shies that Stevenson arrived in America on |
bis way to she Adirondacks. He accepted
my offer at once, and [ began the mwedal- |
lion as bis roome in the Hosel Albert in!
Eleventh stiees, not far from where I lived |
in Washiogtou place.
**All I bad the time to do for him then |
was the head, which I modeled in five sis- |
siugs of two or three boors each. These |
were given me in she morning, while he, |
as was hie custom, lay in bed, propped up |
with pillows, aud either read or was read |
to hy Mrs. Stevenson.
“I can remember some few shiugs ae to
my personal impressions of bim. He said |
tbat he believed ‘Olala’ to be bis best |
story, or that he liked it best, and that!
George Meredith was she greatest Eoglish |
literatenr of the time. Also he told we |
of bis pet hkiog for bis study of Robert
Barns. He gave me a complete set of his
works, ia some of which be placed a live
or two. In ‘Virginibue Puerisque,’ be
I think
it is a good thing.’ Thus the modest man !
‘‘Agaio, at the end of one of she sittings,
as [ was about to go out, be rose from his
bed, and we chatted concerning some com-
mercial arrangement he bad his mind oo.
He asked wy advice. I gaveis, such as it
wae, parentbetically observing, ‘Oh well,
everything is right and everythiog ie
wrong.’
“While I was speaking, he bad entered
a little closet to wash his bands. He came
ont wiping them.
‘Yes, yee, that is true, that is true,’ he
said continuing so rab his fingers: ‘yes,
everything is right and everything ie
wrong.’
“1 also recall bis saying tbat ‘The man
his life bas nos lived.’ And again, in epeak-
10g of crossing the ocean and sraveliog by
sea, be referred to its charm and danger,
and added, ‘The man who bas not taken
his life in his bands at some time or other
has not lived.’
“In connection with this vein in bis per-
sonality I remember calling on bim one
evening when he lay oo his bed in the balf
gloom, she lamp being in another room. I
sat on the bed's edge, barely able to die-
cern his figure in the dimnees, He talked
in the morotonous tone one frequently as-
sames when in the swilight, speaking of
his keen admiration for Stringer Lawrence,
governor of India. Then I firet realized
bis reverence for men of action, men of
affairs, soldiers and administrators. More.
over, he said with great feeling tbat bis
chief desire in the world was the power to
knock down a man who might insult him,
and that perbaps the most trying episode
in his life was ope in which he bad a con-
versation with a mao thas, had it taken a
certain direction, left Bo alternative but
one of a personal altercation, where he
could present but a pitiable fignre. This
impressed me as being the moss [leeling
thing be ever said to me.
——Do you know where to get your
garden seeds in packages or by measure
Seohler & Co.
Almost every woman suffers from ‘‘fe-
male weakness’ in some form. There is
po need to exhort the sofferers from the
more serious forms of such disease that
active steps should be taken to effect a cure.
Pain and suffering deliver that exbortation
every day. Itis the fortubate woman
whose disorder is seemingly slight who
peeds to be warued. Justa brief use of
Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescription in her
case will establish her in sound health.
Neglect always means complications and
slower cure. Women who suffer from
chronic forms of diseases of the womanly
are invited to consuls Dr. Pierce,
by letter, free. All correspondence confi-
dential. Address Dr. R. V. Pierce, Bol.
falo, N. Y.
wEdith—They say you have to be-
come the wile of a man to find bim ou,
Helen—Oh, then you find him ous all
rigia, Cat at the olub every night, asa
rule,
of she property on both streets is 799 fees
11} iuches, and she length of the building
is 788 feet 9 inches, thos allowing for extia-
wide sidewalks on both avennes. The
walle extend for 430 feet 6 inches from 31st
$0 320d streets, the Seventh avenue facade
sigualizing the main entrance.
Io designing the exserior of the building,
Messrs. McKim, Mead & White, the arch-
itects, were at pains to embody two ideas :
To express in so far as was practicable, with
the unusoal condition of tracks far below
the street surface and in spite of the ahsence
of the conventional srain shed, the exterior
design of a great railway station in a gen-
erally accepted form ; aod also to
give to the building the character of a
monumental gateway and entrance to a
greas metropolis,
Apart from these swo ideas, the plan of
the station was designed to give the great-
est number of lines of circulation. The
structure is really a monumental bridge
over the uacks, with entrances to the streets
on ite wain axes and on all four sides. In
this respect thie building is unique amoung
the railway stations of the world, affording
the maximum amonnt of entrance and exit
facilities possible.
The Seventh avenus facade is composed
principally of a Roman Doric colonnade,
double at the carriage entrances as the
street ends and as the main front entrance
for pedestriane in the center, each of the
columns being 4 feet 6 inches in diameter
and 35 feet high. Above the central colon-
pade is an eotablature surmoonted by a
clock with a dial 7 fees in diameter. The
ceuter of thie clock is on the axial line of
320d street, and 61 feet above the sidewalk.
This Seventh avenue facade was couceiv-
ed especially to express in largest possible
fashion a monumental gateway. It may
be compared in a greatly magnified manner
to the Brandenburg Gate in Berlin,through
which passes so much of the traffic of thas
city.
The main body of the boildiog approxi-
mates in beight the Bourse of Paris, reach-
ing 76 leet above the street level. With
entrances through each of the two corners
of the tation on Seventh avenue there are
carriage drives, each about 63 leet wide, or
the width of a standard New York City
street, fronted by double columne and
pediments. The frontage on 31st and 33rd
streets are similar. The walls of the ex-
terior of the carriage drives are of pilaster
treatment for a distance of some 279 feet.
Midway along the sides of the building,
signalizing the entrances on 31st and 33rd
streets, are series of columns of the same
dimensions as those on the Seventh and
Eigbth avenue facade, for a distance of 117
feet. Above these colonnades tbere are
also sculptured groups supporting large
ornamental olocks. For 116 fees beyond
there are interrupted colonoades, after
which the walle are of pilaster treatment to
Eigbth avenue, with she exception of 45
feet colonnades marking entrances to the
concourse.
The Eighth avenue frontage is treated
on the plan of pilasters except for 44 feet 6
inches which are broken by columns into
intervale of three spaces to mark aoother
spacious entrance to the main floor of the
concourse.
One of the distinctive features of this
building is the waiting room, which ex-
tends from 31st to 33rd streets, ite walls
paralled to Seventh and Eighth avenues
for a distance of 314 feet 4 inches. The
height of thid room is 150 leet and ite
width 108 feet 8 inches. The walls of the
waiting-rocm above the main body of the
building contain on each side three semi-
circular windows of a radius of 33 feet 4
iuches and 66 feet 8 inches wide as the base.
There is also a window of like size at each
end of the waiting-room.
The dignified design of she interior
of the general waiting-room, while
fully adapted to modern ideas, was sug-
gested by the great balls and basilicas of
Rome, such as the baths of Caracalla, Titus
and Diocletian, and the basilica of Con-
stantine, which are perhaps the greatest
example in history of large rooled-in areas
treated in monumental manner.
While the facades of the station were
intended to suggest the impo-ing character
of these ancient Roman temples and baths,
the impression intended to be made n
the layman approaching the station, in fall
view of the exterior of the general waiting.
room with ite huge semi-circular windows,
is that of one of the leading railway sta-
tions of the world.
BIOS -OPSIS,
Fades the rose and falis the leal—
Woul st you have no flower or tree?
Though our lite seem all 100 brief
Better "tis than not to be,
Life is good ; "tis worth the while
To beho d the sky's parade,
Evening s veil and morning's smile,
Endless fugue of light and shade,
Worth the while by stabs of pain
To be roused Lo consciousness ;
Truth and virtue to attain
Through the spirit's stoim and stress,
Precious is the weleome shining
From the face of friend and brother;
Priceless is the love vntwining
Henrt of child with heart of mother,
Painiess, desthless,—man would move
Like a soulless sad machine ;
Worse than Wandering Jew he'd prove;
Love woull leave the earth, | ween,
Life witn death is ever blending
To a pauseless onward wave ;
Lite is good, e'en though its ending
Be the silence of the grave,
C, C. ZEIGLER.
A Wan From the Soltiudes. ~The Flea,
My acquaiviauce with the ecmniverous
oreatare called the flea is of somewbat re-
ceut date, and I may truthfally add, is
was not of my seeking.
Subsequent events have caused me $0
believe that the avenger-on-general-princi-
ples in yuestion is of ancient origin. It
was evidentiy the original wearer of a coat.
of- mail. The military heroes aud knighte
of ancient history quite possibly learned
the advantages of wearing mailed armour
from she flea.
It is not a large member of the animal
kingdom ; but what it lacks in size is am-
ply supplied in activity. Itis eratio in
disposition, tires of one locality and
changes its base of operations very fre.
quently and unexpectedly. Yet, it has
staying qualities-staye right with you all
the time. And it is a model of energy and
application.
There seems to be a popular desire to
suppress the flea. Though not any of the
governments have yes offered a premium
for the scalps ; neither have they taken
any measures $o protect this irrepressible
combination of activity and aggressiveness.
It is a ead fact that all the Peace Con~
gresses that oan assemble cannot prevents
war between the omnivori called man and
the carnivori known as the flea.
The method of warfare is an unsettled
question however. Some suggest rolling it
about and rubbing it until is becomes un-
conscious, and shen beating ous its brains
with some blunt instrowens. This method
has been tried but found to be unsasisfac-
tory on acoonnt of the promptness with
which the flea recovers consciousness, and
disappears while youn are looking for some-
thing with which to deal the fatal blow,
The plan of keeping a bammer near a§
hand and giving she offender a smart rap,
when and wherever it is found, bas been
considered. But the surface on which the
flea spends most of its time is too pliable to
offer she necessary resistance for a sucoess-
ful operation of this kind. There are also
other objections to this method.
There 1» reason to believe that fame and
fortune await the man who will invent an
automatic machine which will catch and
throttle she flea while you wait.
KENDRICK J. ARENOTTE.
Sapplied by M. V. Thomas.
~— Do you know thas you can ges the
finest, oranges, bananas and grape [ruit,
aod pine apples, Sechler & Co.
The U. $5. Dairy Division Will Help.
Secretary Wilson of the U. 8. Dept. of
Agriculture, and Mr. B. H. Raw), chief
of the dairy division, assured Manager Van
Norman of the National Dairy Show, that
the U. 8. Dairy Division would co-operate
in she educational fertures of the next
Natioval Dairy Show. Plaus are under
consideration with a view of makiog the
practical features conspicuous. Such fea-
tares as a working dairy herd milked with
milking machines ; daily records of the
milk produced. and cost of production.
The actual making of butter, cheese, ice
oream and the bostling of milk are all
being considered. A display of finely
equipped milk wagons aod some
horses which will rival the packing house
teams, is another feature that will dis-
tinguisb this show.
The display features will also include
every class of dairy product, butter, many
kinds of domestio and foreign cheese, and
the various products mavufactured from
milk. The machinery display will be even
larger than tbat of previous shows. Ap-
plications are already coming in for the
entry of the finest dairy herds which com-
jute at the State fairs and she Alaska.
ukon-Pacific Exposition. An effort
being made to bave on exhibition the cow
in each breed which has produced the larg.
est amount of butter in a year. Each breed
bave produced
dow. is the great burglar who
breaks into the body. Everybody takes
Jrecatition aysiu , more or less
thorough. the burglar disease does
effect an entrance to the body it is general-
ly through carelessness. The busy man
gets his feet wes in some sudden rain storm
and tramps about through an afternoon in
this condition. He takes cold. A cough
fastens on him. He begins to bleed from
the lungs. The spectie of consumption
rises up to affright him. The vee of Dr.
Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery when
the cough begins will almost invariably
prevent the spread of disease. Even when
the cough bas been t aod the
hem frequent, ‘‘Golden Medical
" always helps and almost al-
ways heals. It completely cures ninety-
eight per cent. of those who give it a fair
and faithful trial.
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——Do you know we have the old style
sugar syrup® pure goods at 40 cents and
60 cents per gallon, Sechler & Co.