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WC MUST GROW OLD.
We mu.it grow old! The years go by,
Sometimes on wings they seem to fly;
But why such haste? We know not why!
We only know that we grow old!
Sometimes, alas! the years they go
As If with leaden feet, so slow
We faint from pain. We cannot know
Wherefore or why, but we grow old!
Each vanished year its own sad tale
Of disappointment, woe and wail,
Adds to the score, until we fail,
Bince we grow old! We must grow old.
The broken links of life's short chain
Can never find their place again;
The heart will bleed when pierced with
pain,
When loved ones die, and we grow old.
Into the dark unknown we take
The hopes misfortune could not shake,
Pure as the mountain's snowy llake,
Where all Is well—when we are old.
—Timothy Thomas Fortune, in N. Y. Sun.
stirring story ,j
Life In TKc
tCopyri&ht, 1899, by F. Tennyson NeeiyJ
CHAPTER VI.
The great thoroughfare of that won
derful city, seated on more than her
seven hills, and ruling the western
world, was thronged from curb to curb.
Gay with bunting and streamers, the
tall buildings of the rival newspapers
and the long facades of hotels and busi
ness blocks were gayer s»ill with the
life and color and enthusiasm that
crowded every window. Street traffic
was blocked. Cable cars clanged vain
ly and the police strove valiantly. It
was a day given up to but one duty and
one purpose, that of giving Godspeed
to the soldiery ordered for service in
the distant Philippines, and, though
they hailed from almost every section
of the union, except the Pacific slope,
os though they were her own children,
with all the'hope and faith and pride
and patriotism, with all the blessings
and comforts with which she had load
ed the foremost ships that sailed, yet
bappily without the tears that flowed
when her own gallant regiment was
first to lead the way, San Francisco
turned out en masse to cheer the men
from far beyond the Sierras and the
Hookies, and to see them proudly
through the Golden Gate. Early in the
•day the guns of a famous light battery
bad been trundled, decked like some
rose-covered chariot at the summer fes
tival of flowers, through the winding
lanes of eager forms and faces, the can
moneers almost dragged from the ranks
Ibj- the clasping hands of men and
-women who seemed powerless to let
igo. With their little brown carbines
-tossed jauntily over the broad blue
•shoulders, half a regiment of regular
cavalry dismounted, had gone trudg
ing down to the docks, cheered to the
gateway of the pier by thousands of
citizens who seemed to envy the very
recruits who, only half-uniformed and
drilled, brought up the rear of the col
umn. Once within the massive wooden
portals, the guards and sentries holding
back the importunate crowd, the sol
diers flung aside their heavy packs, and
were marshalled before an array of
tempting tables and there feasted, com
forted and rejoiced under the ministra
tions of that marvelous successor of the
sanitary commission of the great civil
war of the sixties —the order of the Red
Cross. There at those tables in the dust
and din of the bustling piers, in the
soot and heat of the railway station, in
the jam and turmoil at the ferry
houses, in the fog and chill of the sea
ward camps, in the fever-haunted wards
of crowded field hospitals, from dawn
till dark, from dark till dawn, toiled
week after week devoted women in
every grade of life, the wife of the
millionaire, the daughter of the day
laborer, the gentle born, the delicately
reared, the social pets and darlings, the
humble seamstress, no one too high to
stoop to aid the departing sender, none
too poor or low to deny him cheer and
sympathy. The war was still young
then. Spain had not lowered her riddled
standard and sued for peace. Two
great fleets had been swept from the
seas, the gur.s of Santiago were si
lenced, and the stronghold of the ori
ent! was sulking in the shadow of the
flag, but there was still soldier work to
be done, and so long as the nation sent
its fighting men through her broad
and beautiful gates San Francisco and
the Red Cross stood by with eager,
lavish hands to heap upon the warrior
sons of a score of other states, even as
upon their own, every cheer and com
fort that wealth could purchase, or hu
man sympathy devise. It> was the one
feature of the war days of '9B that will
never be forgotten.
At one of the flower-decked tables
near the great "stage" that led to the
main deck of the transport, a group
of blithe young matrons and pretty
girls had been busily serving fruit, cof
fee and bouillon and substantiate ti
the troopers, man after man, for over
two hours. There was lively chat and
merry war of words going on at the
moment between half a dozen young
officers who had had their eyes on that
particular table ever since the coming of
the command, and were now making
the most of their opportunities be
fore the trumpets should sound the
assembly and the word be passed to
move aboard. All the heavy baggage
andammunition had,at last,been swung
Into the hold; the guns of the battery
liad been lowered and securely
chocked; the forecastle head was
thronged with the red trimmed uni
forms of the artillerymen, who had al
reedy been embarked and were now
ie-Jously clamoring that the troopers
•fiould be "shuc oft" from the further
ministrations of the Ited Cross, uu<!
broadly intimating that it wasn't a fair
deal that their rivals should be allowed
a whole additional hour of lingering
farewells.
Lingering farewells there cem.inly
were. Many a young soldier and many
a lass "paired off" in little nooks and
corners among the stacks of bales and
boxes, but at the table nearest the
staging all seemed gay good humor.
A merry lit lie woman with straw-col
ored hair and pert, tip-tilted nose and
much vivacity, and complexion, had ap
parently taken the lead in the warfare
of chaff and fun. Evidently she was
no stranger to most of the officers. Al
most as evidently, to a very close ob
server who stood a few paces away,
she was no intimate of the group of
women who with good right regarded
that table as their especial and per
sonal charge. Her lied Cross badge was
very new; her garb and gloves were
just as fresh and spotless. She had
not been ladling out milk and cream,
or buttering sandwiches, or pinning
souvenirs on dusty blue blouses ever
since early morning. Other faces
there showed through all their smiles
and sweetness the traces of long days
of unaccustomed work and short nights
of troubled sleep. Marvelous were Mrs.
Frank Garrison's recuperative powers,
thought they who saw her brought
home in the Primes' stylish carriage,
weak and helpless and shaken after her
adventure of the previous day. She
had not been at the Presidio a week
and yet she pervaded it. She had never
thought of such a thing as the Red
Cross until she found it the center of
the social firmament after her arrival
at San Francisco, and here she was,
the last comer, the foremost ("most for
ward" I think some one described it)
in their circle at one of the most prom
inent tables, absorbing much of the
attention, most of the glory, and none
of the fatigue that should have been
equally shared by all.
"Adios!" she gayly cried, as the "as
sembly" rang out, loud and clear, and
wavftjg their hands and raising their
caps, the officers hastened to join their
commands. "Adios, till we meet in
Manila."
"Do you really think of going to the
Philippines, Mrs. Garrison'.'" queried a
much older looking, yet younger wom
an. "Why, we were told the general
said that none of his staff would be
allowed to take their wives."
"Vet there are others!" laughed Mrs.
Garrison, waving a dainty handkerchief
toward the troops now breaking into
column of twos and slowly climbing the
stage. "Who would want togo with
that blessed old undertaker? Good
bv —bon voyage, Geordie," she cried,
blowing a kiss to the lieutenant at the
head of the second troop, a youth who
blushed and looked confused at the at
tention thereby centered upon him and
who would fain have shaken his fist,
rather than waved the one unoccupied
hand in perfunctory reply. "When I
go I'll choose a ship with a band and
broad decks, not any such cramped old
canal boat as the Portland."
"Oh! I thought perhaps your hus
band," began the lady-, dubiously, but
with a significant glance at the silent
faces about her.
"Who? Frank Garrison? Heavens!
I haven't known what it was to have a
husband—since that poor dear boy
went on staff duty," promptly answered
the diminutive center of attraction, a
merry peal of laughter ringing under
the dingy archway of the long, long
roof. "Why, the Portland has only one
stateroom in it big enough for a band
box, and of course the general has to
have that, and there isn't a deck where
one couple could turn a slow waltz. No,
indeed! wait for the next flotilla, when
our fellows go, bands and all. Then
we'll see."
"But surely, Mr#. Garrison, we are
told the war department has positively
forbidden officer's wives from going on
the transports" —again began her in
terrogator, a wistful look in her tired
eyes. "I know I'd give anything to join
Mr. Button."
"The war department has to take or
ders quite as often as it gives them,
Mrs. Button. The thing is to know how
to be of the order giving side. Oh, joy!"
she suddenly cried. "Here are the
Primes and Amy "Lawrence—then the
regiments must be coming! And there's
Stanley Armstrong!"
Far up the westward street the dis
tant roar of voices mingled with the
swing and rhythm and crash of martial
music. Bock policemen and soldiers on
guard began boring a wide lane through
the throng of people on the pier. A huge
black transport ship lay moored along
the opposite side to that on which the
guns and troopers were embarked, and
for hours bales, boxes and barrels had
been swallowed up and stored in her
capacious depths until now, over
against the tables of the Red Cross,
there lay behind a rope barrier, taut
stretched and guarded by a line of sen
tries, an open space close under the
side of the greater stveamer and be
tween the two landing stages, placed
fore and aft. By this time the north
tide of the broad pier was littered with
the inevitable relics of open air lunch
ing, and though busy hands had been
at wofk and the tables had been
cleared, and fresh white cloths were
spread and everything on the tables
began again to look fair and inviting,
the good fairies themselves looked ask
ance at their bestrewn surroundings.
"Oh, if we could only move everything
bodily over to the other side," wailed
Madam President, as from her perch
on a stack of IJed Cross boxes she sur
veyed that coveted stretch of clean, un
hampered flooring.
"And why not?" chirruped Mrs. Gar
rison, from a similar perch, a tier or two
higher. "Hern are men enough to move
mountains. All we have to do is to say
the word."
"Ah, but it isn't," replied the other,
gazing wistfully about over tlie throng
of faces, as though in search of some
one sufficient in rank and authority to
serve her purpose. "We plead in vain
with the officer-of-the-guard. lie says
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, APRIL 19. 1900.
his orders are imperative—to allow no
one to intrude on that space," and
madam looked as though she would
rather look anywhere than at the ani
mated sprite above her.
"What nonsense!" shrilled Mrs. Gar
rison. "Here, Cherry," she called to a
pretty girl, standing near the base of
the pile, "give me my bag. I'm army
woman enough to know that order re
ferred only to the street crowd that
sometimes works in 011 the pier and
steals." The bag was duly passed up to
her. She cast one swift glance over the
heads of the crowd 1o where a hand
some carriage was slowly working its
way among the groups of prettily
dressed women and children —friends
and relatives of members of the depart
ing commands, in whose behalf, as
though by special dispensation, the or
der excluding all but soldiers and the
lied Cross had been modified. Already
the lovely dark-eyed girl oxl the near
side had waved her hand in greeting,
responding to Mrs. Garrison's en
thusiastic signals, but her companion,
equally lovely, though of far different
type, seemed preoccupied, perhaps un
willing to see, for her large, dark,
thoughtful eyes were engaged with
some object, on the opposite side—not
even with the distinguished looking
soldivr who sat facing her and talking
quietly at the moment with Mr. Prime.
There was a gleam of triumph in Mrs.
Garrison's dancing eyes as she took out
a flat notebook and pencil and dashed
off a few lines in bold and vigorous
strokes. Tearing out the page, she rap
idly read it over, folded it and glanced
imperiously about her. A cavalry ser
geant, one of tlie home troop destined
to remain at tlie Presidio, was leaning
over the edge of the pier, hanging onto
an iron ring and shouting some part
ing words to comrades 011 the upper
deck, but her shrill soprano cut through
the dull roar of deep, masculine voices
and the tramp of feet on resounding
woodwork.
"Sergeant!" she cried, with quick de
cision. "Take this over to the oflieer
in command of that guard. Then bring
a dozen men and move these two tables
across the pier." The cavalryman
glanced at the saucy little woman in
the stunning costume, "took in"the
gold crossed sabres, topped by a regi
mental number in brilliants that
pinned her martial collar at the round,
white throat, noted the ribbon and
pin and badge of the lied Cross, and
the symbol of the Eighth corps in red
enamel and gold upon the breast of her
jacket, and above all the ring of ac
customed authority in her tone, and
"All bu this staoel Wbu?"
never hesitated a second. Springing
to the pile of boxes he grasped the pa
per, respectfully raised his cap and
bored his stalwart way across the pier.
In three minutes he was back—half a
dozen soldiers at his heels.
"Where'll you have 'em, ma'am—
miss?" he asked, as the men grasped
the supports and raised the nearmost
table.
"Straight across and well over to the
edge," she answered, in the same crisp
tones of command. Then, with total
and instant change of manner, "I sup
pose your tables should go first,
Madam President," she smilingly sakl.
"It shall be as you wish about the
others."
And the lied Cross was vanquished.
"I declare," said an energetic ollicial,
a moment later, leaning back on her
throne of lemon boxes and fanning her
self vigorously, "for a whole hour I've
been trying to move that ollicer's
heart and convince him the order
didn't apply to us. Now how did—she
—do it?"
"The officer must be some old —some
personal friend," hazarded the secre
tary, with a quick feminine compre
hensive glance a* the little lady now
being lilted up to shake hands with
the carriage folk, after being loaded
with compliments and congratulations
by the ladies of the two favored tables.
"Not at all," was the prompt reply.
"He is a volunteer officer she never
set eyes on before to-day. 1 would
like to know what was on that paper."
But now the roar of cheering and the
blure of martial music had reached the
very gateway. The broad portals were
thrown open and in blue and brown,
crushed and squeezed by the attend
ant throng, the head of the column of
infantry came striding onto the pier.
The band, wheeling to one side, stood
at the entrance, playing them in, the
rafters ringing to the stirring strains
of"The Liberty Bell." They were
still far down the long pier, the slop
ing rifles just visible, dancing over the
heads of the crowd. No time was to
be lost. More tables were to be car
ried, but—who but that—"that littl'j
army woman" could give the order so
that it would be obeyed. Not one bit
did the president like to do it, but
something had to be done to obtain
the necessary order, for the soldiers
who so willingly and prompt ,y obeyed
her beck and call were now edging
away for a look at the newcomers, and
Mrs. Frank Garrison, perched on the
carriage step and chatting most vi
vaciously with its occupants and nc
longer concerning herself, apparently,
about the Iled Cross or its tables, had
the gratification of finding herself ap
proached quite as she had planned, by
two most prominent and distinguished
women of San Francisco society, and
requested to issue instructions as to
the moving- of the other tables. "Cer
tainly, ladies," .she responded, with
charming smiles. "Ju: t one minute,
Mildred. Don't drive farther yet," and
within that minute half a dozen boys
in blue were lugging at the first of
the tables still left on the crowded side
of the dock, and others a"'.'' were bear
ing oil stoves, urns and trays.. less
time than it takes to tell it the entire
iled Cross equipage was on its way
across the pier, and when the com
manding oflieer of the arriving reg
iment reached the spot which he had
planned to occupy with his band, his
staff and all his oUlcers, there in stale
and ceremony to receive the citizens
who came in swarms to bid them fare
well, he found it occupied by as many
as eight snowy, goody-laden tables,
presided over by as many as 80 charm
ing maids and matrons, all ready and
eager to comfort and revive the inner
man of his mighty regiment with cof
fee and good cheer illimitable, and the
colonel swore a mighty oath and
pounced on his luckless officer of the
guard. He had served as a subaltern
many a year in the old army, and knew
how it was done.
"Didn't 1 give you personal and posi
tive orders not to let anything or any
body occupy this space after the bag
gage was got aboard, sir?" he de
manded.
"You did, sir," said the unabashed
lieutenant, pulling a folded paper from
his belt, "and the lied Cross got word
to the general and w hat the Ked Cross
says—goes. Look at that!"
The colonel looked, read, looked
dazed, scratched his head and said:
"Well, I'm damned!" Then he turned
to his adjutant. "You were with me
when I saw the general last night and
he told men to put this guard 011 and
keep this space clear. Now, what d'you
say to that'. 1 "
The adjutant glanced over the pen
ciled lines. "Well," said he, "if you
s'pose any order that discriminates
against the IJed Cross is going to hold
good, once they find it out, you're
bound to get left. They're feasting the
first company now, sir; shall I have
it stopped?" and there was a grin un
der the 3'oung soldier's mustache. The
colonel paused one moment, shook his
head and concluded he, too, would bet
ter grin and bear it. Taking the pa
per in his hand again he heard his name
called and saw smiling faces and
beckoning lian<B in an open carriage
near him, but the sight of Stanley
Armstrong, signaling to him from an
other, farther away, had something
dominant about it. "With you in a
minute," he called to those who first
had summoned him. "What is it, Arm
strong?'*
"I wish to present you to some
friends of mine—Miss Lawrence—Miss
Prime—Mr. Prime—my old associate,
Col. Stewart. Pardon me, Mrs. Gar
rison. I did not see you had returned."
She had, and was once more perched
upon the step. "Mrs. Garrison—Col.
Stewart. What we need to know,
Stewart, is this: Will all your men
board the ship by this stage, or will
some go aft ?"
"All by this stage—why?"
But the colonel felt a Eomewhat mas
sive hand crushing down on his arm
and forebore to press the question.
Armstrong let no pause ensue. lie
spoke, rapidly for him, bending for
ward, too, and speaking low; but even
as she chatted and laughed, the little
woman on the carriage step saw, even
though she did not seem to look, heard,
even though she did not seem to
listen:
"An awkward thing has happened.
The general's tent was robbed of im
portant papers perhaps two days ago,
and the guard-house rid of a most im
portant prisoner last, night. Canker
has put the officer-of-the-guard in ar
rest. Remember good old Billy Gray
who commanded us at Apache? This
is Billy Junior, and I'm awfully sorry."
Here the soft gray eyes glanced quick
ly at the anxious face of Miss Lawrence,
who sat silently feigning interest in
the chat between the others. The anx
ious look in her eyes gave way to sud
den alarm at Armstrong's next words:
"The prisoner must have had friends,
lie is among your men, disguised, and
those two fellows at the stage are de
tectives." A low cry came from her
lips, for Mrs. Garrison dropped at the
instant and lay half under the wheels
iu a deathlike swoon upon the dock.
[To Be Continued.l
The Reason Why.
A gentleman wast riding on one of the
coaches in the Trossachs of Scotland,
when the driver said to him: "I've had
a coin guv me to-day 2<)t) years old. Did
you ever see a coin 200 years old?"
"Oh, yes," was the reply. "I have oue
mj'self 2,000 years old."
"Ah," said the driver, "have ye?"
And he spoke no more during the rest
of the journey.
When the conch arrived at itsdestina
tion the driver came up to the gentle
man with an intensely self-satisfied air
and said:
"I told 3 r ou as we came along that I
had a coin 2CO years old."
"Yes."
"And you said to me as you had one
2,C00 years old."
"Yes, so 1 have."
"Now, you I>e a liar!**
"What do you mean by that?"
"V\ hat do I mean? Why—it's, only
1809 now!"— London Answers.
Liberty,
New Cook—Then 1 am not to 'wear
your bonnets when I like?
Mistress—No, but tlilrk how large
3'our wages ai«-«
New Cook (haughtily)—My liberty is
not for sale!— Detroit Journal.
A Slisrht MlsunilrrNlniidlnnr.
Judge—Did you see tte prisoner at
the bar?
Witness—Naw; when I see him lie
was on the streei whjjre the bartender
chucked him out. —Puck.
HE LIKES WESTERN CANADA.
Duhamel, Jan 24, 1900.
Dear Sir and Friend:
We had a lucky trip, made good con
nections and got to Wetasknvin Mon
day afternoon, stayed there all night,
bought a pony and saddle for the boy
and hired a three-seated rig for the
balance of us and got home to dinner
next day; caught the boys cleaning up
and getting ready to come after us.
Wednesday the snow was all gone and
we had bare ground and bright sunshine
for a month, and it has been pleasant
weather ever since. The ground is
frozen about two feet and about six
inches of snow—just enough for sleigh
ing. We had one cold spell in Decem
ber. The thermometer went down to
32 below zero; but we did not suffer
with the cold at all. We have worked
every day all winter, are all well and
feeling well. Have built a log house
18x18, two log stables 16x18, and are
now busy on a well. We have ten cows,
three other cattle and six head of
horses. The boys send their best re
spects to Mr. Iluchison, and say they
will talk to him enough to pay for not
writing when he gets up here. Will
write you again next Spring and tell
you all about the Winter. We all unite
in sending you and family our best
wishes and respects and hope this will
find you all well.
Yours very respectfully,
(Signed) THOMAS TATE,
Duhamel, Alberta, Canada.
P. S. It has been down to zero this
month; it is 22 above now.
RettlnK At th* Facta.
Wife (after the honeymoon)— Why did
you deceive me about your income?
Husband—l didn't, my dear.
"Yes, you did. You told me you were
getting SSO a week when you asked me to
uiarrv you."
"You evidently misunderstood me. T said
my position was worth $50 —and so it is—
hut for some rpuson best known to the boss
he gives me only ten dollars." Chicago
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ja th«i evaulau of Nov. 21st, 1801.
HE.S'ht Auowd,
38-tf. /Ye»;iiryU.
Fine liquor Sioke
E*
EMPORIUM, PA.
/pnE undersized L»top«iiM a 6wV
I oUi«i Llouor store, and Invite# Utt
trade or Hoteta, ! testae rants, Am
VV» Khali carry none but tit* b«at Ammt*
loan and Imported
WHISKIES,
BRANDIE3
Q-INB AND
WINES,
BOTTLED ALE, CHAMPAGNE, Eta.
Ck«k»llMOf
Bottled Goods.
r addition to my tarfo Una of llqmors I «M9
eoßitKiUy in stock a fell M»o at
CIGARS AND TOBACCO.
WPool an A Utilised Boom In nn« batUUn Wi
C»I.L AhD fr:r.B liK
A. A. MCDONALD,
PacPRIETOI. CIKOUIUM. PA.
& F. X. BLUMLE, J
'M IMPOHICiI. ra.
! W Bottler *f ud (Malar to J®
& BEER, 13
& WINES, g
& WHISKIES, 3
And Liquors of All Kinds. Jil
jj The best of goods always jjl
W carried In Rtook and every- vfij
rj th I ri2 warranted oa rapreeont- CT
<f. Especial Attention Pai d t» W
X- Tail Orders.
4 EMPORIUM, PA. $
112 GO TO S
)J. A-
1 Broad Street, Emporium. Pa M
) Wbero yen can jti raything jon wut la C
\ the line o/ #
5 Groceries, )
1 Provisions, 7
112 FLOUR, SA'.T MEATS, >
C SMOKED MEATS, \
J GINNED GOODS, ETC., >
) t«u, CoFms, Fruits, Oesfettioufry, /
S 'iotii'M OE & C
\ floodt Dellycrrd Frte any /
/ iPlace In Towu. S
C cut LID SEB BE Aiß CCT PRICES. \
C IEA& 112. & t\ DLP6T K
KKPOSIt'H
Bottling Worts,
IOHN MCDONALD, Proprietor.
Near t. L. E. Depot, Emporium, Pa.
Bottler and Bhtppef erf
Rochester
Lager Beer,
BIST m.tSB OP EYPOET.
Tbe Manufacturer of 9ofl
brinks and Dealer ia Ckoic*
Wines and Pure Liquors.
— mm? —
We frcsft none bat the rery b««l
R«or and nro prepared to fill Orders on
tbtsri notice. Private families sorvad
Aaiiy if deairad.
joetn MCDONALD.
obtain*! and all Fat-
MODCRATT Pcca.
Souaornec is pATCNTOrriei
#ind*v»rAAMcuro pa ton 4 ia leaA tinia taaa tAose
crcxsote frorA a i
\ u>snd model, drawtng or with descHp~>
st'c«i. We ad rise, if patentable or not, free of;
/, K»Vyv Oor fee not due till patent is secured. ,
{ a rr lk How to Obtain PstcAta, with'
fee** ofmaftla'the U. S. axxd coontrieej
J sent IrtA, Addrefs*
O,A.SEiIOW&.CO.:
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