6 'TIS WEI L. Happy beyond we cannot see: Better by tar that we should smile at first; Happy we do not know or fear the worst; A little while from apprehension free, We dream of cooling waters as we thirst; 'Tin well wt cannot act! Futhor, 'tis well we cannot see That all our human artitice is vain; All tilings must vanish that we seek to gain; Our substances are shadow.'! and they flee; The paths of pleasure, leading onto pain, Meet at Gethscmane! I thank Thee. Lord, I did not see Far down my life's cold, rocky road: I could not krow the grievous, heavy load Was love that I urns to sorrow, and must be At once a beckoning phantom and a goad Towards Gethsemane! —Annie Kobei tson-Noxon. In Home Jour nal. lllyf* IA iurrir.'-jj H in tKc fViili'p^ineS (Copyright, 1899, by F, Tennyson Neely.] CHAPTER XVIII. — CONTINUED. Hoofs, wheels and flashing lights were again at the entrance gate, even ns Mrs. Frank, sparkling with animation, distributing her gay good humor over the silent semicircle, sud denly exclaimed: "Oh, if I'd only known you were here, I could have provided the one thing to make our reunion complete! If I were not going on at daybreak I should do it yet." Then hoofs and wheels and lights had come to a stop at the front of the house, and in measured, martial tread a man's footsteps were beard upon the lanai. Then, all of a sudden, with a cry of joy, Witehie burst in again: "Should do it?—l sliall do it! Said I not I was the fairy queen? Behold ine summon my subjects from the ends of the obedi ent earth!" And, waving her parasol •as she would a wand, gayly pirouetting as she had that night in the tent at old Camp Merritt, she danced forward: "Sound ye the trumpets, slaves! Hail to the chief! See the conquering hero comes! Enter Brevet Brig. Gen. Stan ley Armstrong!—though his arm is any thing but strong." Bowing gravely to the sprite in front of him, vaguely to the group in the shaded light at the edge of the lanai, and joyously to the little hostess, as almost hysterically she sprang forward and clasped his hands, the colonel of the Primeval Dudes stood revealed before them. "Col. Armstrong! How—when did you get here? What does this mean? Is your arm quite well again? Why didn't you let us know you were com ing'.'" were the questions rained upon him by Mrs. Marsden, immediately fol lowed by tlie somewhat illogical state ment that she was actually breathless with surprise. "Shall I answer in their order?" said he, smiling down at her flushed and joy ous face. "By the Sedgwick. This aft ernoon. That I wished to see you. Do ing quite well. Because I didn't know myself until two days before we sailed." Then, as he stood peering beyond her, she would have turned him to her other guests I-nil not Mrs. Garrison made in btant aud impulsive rush upon him. "As fairy queen or fairy godmother I claim lirst speech," she gayly cried. "What tidings of my liege lord, and where is hers, my fairy sister's?" she demanded, waving in front of him her filtny parasol and pirouetting with al most girlish grace. "Capt. Garrison was looking fairly well the day I sailed," he answered, briefly, "and Col. Frost left for Hong- Kong only a few hours before in hopes, as we understand, of finding Mrs. Frost at Yokohama. Permit me," lie added, with grave courtesy. "1 have but little time, as I transfer to the Doric to iiiglit." A shade spread over the radiant face one instant, but was as quickly swept •way. "And I have not met your guests," he finished, turning to Mrs. Marsden as he spoke and quietly pass lug Mrs. Garrison in so doing. The aext moment he was shaking hands with the entire party, coming last of all to Amy Lawrence. "They told me of your being here," he said, looking straight into her clear, beautiful eyes; "and 1 thought I might find you at Mrs. Marsden's. She was our best friend when we were in Hono lulu. They told mc, too, that you de sired togo by the Doric, but feared she would be crowded," he continued, turn ing to Mr. Prime. "There is one vacant stateroom now. Its occupants have de cided to stay over and visit the islands. There will be, 1 think, another." And drawing a letter from an inner pocket he calmly turned to Xita. now shrink ing almost fearfully behind her sister. "The colonel gave this to me to hand to you. Mrs. Frost, on the chance of your being here. He will arrive by next week's steamer, and, pardon me, it is something I think you should see at onee, as a change in your plans may be necessary." ft was vain for Margaret to interpose. The letter was safely lodged in her sis ter's lands, and with so significant a message that it had to be opened ar.d read without delay. Gayly excusing "herself, and with a low reverence and comprehensive smile to the assembled party, she ushered her sister into the long parlor, and the curtain fell behind them. There followed a few minutes of brisk conference upon the lanai, the M,t rsdens pleading against, the father end daughter for, immediate return to the hotel, there to claim the vacated rooms aboard the steamer. In the eager discussion, pro and con, both young soldiers joined, both saying "go,"and promising to follow by the Sedgwick. In this family council, despite (lie vivid interest Armstrong felt in the result, t neither Amy Lawrence nor himself took any part. Side by side at the snowy railing over the breaking sea they st<«od almost silent listeners. Suddenly there came from the front again the sound of hoofs and wheels, loud and distinct at the start, then rapidly dying away , with the increasing distance. Miss Lawrence turned and looked inquiring ly into the eyes she well knew were fixed upon her. Mrs. Marsden hesitated one moment, then stepped across the lanai, peered into the parlor and en- I tered. It was a minute before she re • turned, and in that-minute the decisive 1 vote was cast, the carriage ordered. "Oh, I ought to have known how it would be if I left you a moment!" she cried, despairingly, on her reappear arv •», a little folded paper in her hand. "But «t least you must stay half an hour. We can telephone direct t« the dock and secure the staterooms, if * on must goon the Doric. Yes," she con tinued, lowering her voice, "they are I not going farther until Col. Frost cr.mes. Mrs. Garrison explains that her j sister was really too ill and too weak to come out here, but she thought the drive might do her good. She thought best to slip qwietly away with her, and bids me say good night to you all." So, when nent day the Doric sailed, four new names appeared upon the pas senger list, and the last men down the stage, already "trembling on the rise." were two young fellows in white uni form, who turned as they sprang to the dock and waved their jaunty caps. "Join you in ten days at 'Frisco!" shouted the shorter of the two, gazing upward and backward at the quartette on the promenade deck. "Oh! beg a thousand pardons," he added, hastily, as he bumped against some slender ob ject, and, wheeling about to pic!: up a flimsy white fan, he found himself face to face with Witchie Garrison, ker chief waving, beaming, smiling, throw ing kisses innumerable to the party he had so lately left. The hot blood rushed to his forehead, an angry light to his eyes, as she nodded, blithely, forbear ingly, forgivingly at him. "Dear boy," she cried, in her clear, penetrating treble, "how could you b« expected to see anyone after leaving—her?" But Gov's arm was linked in his at the very instant and led him glowering away, leaving her close to the edge of the crowded dock,'smiling sweetness, bless ing and bliss upon a silent and unre sponsive group, and waving kerchief and kisses to them until, far from shore, the Doric headed oot to sea. They were nearing home again. Day and night for nearlj- a week the good ship had borne them steadily onward over a sea of deepest blue, calm and un ruffled as the light that shone in Amy's eyes. Hours of each twenty-four Arm strong had been the constant compan ion, at first of the trio, then of the two— for Mr.Prime had found'a kindred spirit in a veteran merchant homeward bound from China—then of one alone; for Miss Prime had found another interest and favor in the eyes of a young tourist paying his first visit to our shores, and so it happened that before the voyage, all too brief, was half over Amy Law rence and Armstrong walked the spa cious deck for hours alone or sat in shel tered nooks, gazing out upon the sea. The soft summer breezes of the first few days had given place to keener, chillier air. The fog ahead told of the close proximity of the Farallones. Heavier wraps had replaced the soft fabrics of the Hawaiian saunterings. But warmth and gladness, coupled with a strange, new shyness in his presence, were glowing in her fresh young heart. One day she had said to him: "You have not told me how you came to leave there —just now," and it was a moment be fore he answered. "That was the surgeons'doing. They sent me back from the front because the wound did not properly heal, and then ordered a sea voyage until it did; but 1 turn back at once from San Fran cisco." She was silent a few seconds. This was unlooked-for and unwelcome news. "I thought," she said, "at least Gov. heard Dr. Frank say it would be four months before you could use that arm." She plucked at the fringe of the heavy shawl he had wrapped about her as she reclined in the low steamer chair; but the white lids veiled her eyes. "Possibly," answered Armstrong; "but, you see, I do not have to use it much at any time. I'm all right other wise, and there will soon be need of me." "More campaigning?" she anxiously inquired, her eyes one moment uplift ing. "Probably. Those fellows have no idea of quitting." Another interval of silence. The long, lazy, rolling swell of the Pacific had changed during the day to an abrupt and tumultuous upheaval that tossed the Doric like a cork and made locomo tion a problem. The rising wind and sea sent the spray whirling from her bows, and Mildred's young man, cast ing about for a dry- corner, had depos ited his fair charge 011 a bench along the forward deck house and was scout ing up and down for steamer chairs. Armstrong had drawn his close to that in which Miss Lawrence reclined, her knitted steamer cap pulled well for ward over her brow. His feet were braced against a stanchion. His eyes were intent upon her sweet face. He had no thought for other men, even those in similar plight. Ilis gaze, though unhampered by the high peak of his forage cap, comprehended noth ing beyond the rounded outline of that soft cheek. Her eyes, well-nigh hidden by her shrouding "Tam," saw the searching son of Albion and told her his need. The best of women will find excuse for interruption at such mo ments when sure of the devotion of the man who sits with a fateful question quivering on his lips; and, even wli ?n she longs to hear those very words, will find means to defer them as a kitten * dallies with a captured mouse or achild CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, AUGUST 2, 1900. saves to the very last the sweetest mor sel of her birthday eake. Not ten min utes before, when ilon. Bertie Shafto had started impulsively toward the va cant chair by Armstrong's side, a firm hand detained him, and .Miss Prime had hastily interposed. "Xot on any ac count!" said she. imperiously. "Can't you see'.'" And Mr. Sliafto, adjusting his monocle, had gazed long and fixedly and then, transferring his gaze to her, had said: "Kb— eh yes. It's not onrs, [ sup pose you menu." But now Amy Lawrence was beckon ing. and he made a rush for the rail, then worked his way aft, hand over hand. Every movable on deck was tak ing a sudden slant to starboard, and the sea went hissing by almost on level with tlic deck as next she spoke. "Surely a soldier needs bolli arms in battle, and you — Oh, certainly, Mr. Sliafto, take that chair," she added. Armstrong glanced up suddenly. "Oh! that you, Shafto? Yes; take it by all means." Anything, thought he, rather than thai they should come here. The young Briton stepped easily past between them and the rail—behind there was no room —and, swinging the long, awk wardly modeled fabric to his broad shoulder, startfd back just as a huge wave heaved suddenly under the coun ter, heeled the steamer far over to port, threw him off his balance, and, his foot catching at the bottom of her chair, hurled him, load and all, straight at Amy's reclining form. One instant, and even her uplifted hands could not have saved her face; but in that instant Armstrong had darted in, caught the stumbling Briton on one arm, and the full force of the shooting chair crash ing upon the other, already pierced by Filipino lead. When, a moment later, she emerged, safe and unscratched, from the con fused heap of men and furniture, it was to cut otT instantly the stutter and stammer of poor Shafto's apologies, to bid him go instantly for the ship's doc tor, and, with face the color of death, to turn quickly to Armstrong. The blow had burst open the half-healed wound, and the blood was streaming to the deck. Both liner and transport turned back without Stanley Armstrong, Doric and Sedgwick sailed unheeded, for the highest surgical authority of the de partment of California had remanded him to quarters at the Palace and for bidden his return to duty with an un healed wound. He was sitting up again, somewhat pallid and not too strong, but " You have not told me how uou came to leave there.' with every promise, said the "medico," of complete recovery within two months. But not a month would Arm strong wait. The Puebla was to start within the week, and he had made up his inind. "Go," said he,"l must." They had been sitting about him, the night this opinion was announced, in the parlor of the suite of rooms the Primes had taken. Billy Gray had gone with his father to the club, Shafto had been hanging about in the agonies of an Englishman's first love. Gov disap peared a moment and came back with tickets for the Columbia, bidding Mil dred get her hat and gloves at once, and whispering to Shafto that he had a seat for him. As the little mantel clock struck eight Amy Lawrence, lifting up lier eyes from the book she was trying hard to believe she meant to read, saw that Armstrong was rising from his easy chair, and, springing to his side, laying her white hand on his arm, she faltered: "Oh, please! You know the stipulation was that you were not to stir." But then her heart began to flutter uncontrollably. The blood went surg ing to her brows, for all of a sudden, as through impulse irresistible, her band was seized in his—in both of his, in fact—and the deep voice that had pleaded at her behest for the cause of Billy Gray was now, in impetuous flow of words that fell upon her cars like some strain of thrilling music, pleading at last his own. Ever since that day in tlie radiant sunshine of the park she bad learned to look up to hi:n as a tower of strength, a man of mark among his fellows, a man to be honored and obeyed. Ever since that night at the Palace, when she saw his glowing eyes fixed intently upon her, and knew that lie was following her every move, she had begun to realize the depth of his interest in her. Ever since that day when the China slipped from her moor ings, with Witcliie Garrison singling him out for lavish farewell favors, she had wondered why it so annoyed and stung her. Ever since the day she read the list of killed and wounded in the first fierce battling with the "insur rectos" she knew it was the sight of his name, not Billy Gray's, that made her for the moment faint and dizzy and taught her the need of greater self-con trol. Ever since that moonlit night up on the Marsdens' lanai, when her heart leaped at the sudden sound of his voice, she had realized what his coming meant to her, and ever since that breezy day upon the broad Pacific, with the sailors' song of Land, ho! ringing from the bows, and he, her wounded soldier, had sprung to shield her from the crash of Shafto's hapless stumble, and the deck was stained with the preciouu blood from that soldier's reopened wound, shed for her—for who so revered him— she had lcngcd to hear him say the words that alone could unlock the gates of maidenly reserve and let her tell him —tell him with glad and grateful heart that the love he bore her was answered by her own. Hovering over him only one minute, her lips half parted, her eyes still veiled, her heart throbbing loud and fast, with sudden movement she threw herself upon her knees at the side of the low chair, and her burning face, ever so lightly, was buried in the dark blue sleeve above that blessed wound. THE END. HOW A CLAIM PAID. An Alaska Miner Tells of One Way of Getting; Money Without I'unninjf It Out. "1 here are more ways of making money oIT of a claim than panning it out," said an Alaska miner who had souie luck with his pick and shovel. "For instance, I knew a man of means in the Dawson district who had a ci-iim which had faii°d to be as profitable as expected, and he didn't know just what to do with it to, get. his money back, until he had devoted consider able thought to it. And it was simple enough when he knew how. He quiet ly went to the gold commissioner and announced that he wished to pay his ten per cent, royalty ou the product of his claim for a year, which was SOO,- 000. The commissioner accepted the SG,OOO royalty and gave him the usual receipt, stating on its face what it was for, with the number of the claim, location, etc. Then he 'waited patiently about,' like Mary's little lamb, and one day, in the course of human events, an Englishman came along looking for a good thing for some peo ple who had money to spend. He asked -Mr. Blank, among other things, what he had to sell, and the smooth gent told him he didn't know exactly, but he would show him his goods. They looked over several claims that were practically unworked, and then in a casual way Mr. Blank showed the Eng lishman his receipt for royalty on claim so and so. 'And, you know,' he said, with a \\ink, 'that a man isn't paying royalty on any more than he can possi bly help.' "The Englishman was right onto that little game, of course, and he sized tip the SO,OOO receipt, looked over the claim in a general way and ended by buying it for $150,000." —Washing- ton Star. The AilrnntSKe of Position. The late Charles Haddon Spurgeon was not one of those geniuses who suddenly become a revelation to their friends. As a child be was exceed ingly intelligent, and liis subsequent development was continuous. His schoolmaster looked to him whenever a question had long gone unanswered. One winter's day, however, when the weather was bitter cold, a change seemed to come over the boy. His answers wen.t wide of the mark. Soon he dropped to the bottom of the class and stayed there. The teacher was puzzled; his pr:ze pupil seemed to have lost every spark of intelligence. But as fie thought, he noticed that Spurgeon, at the foot of the class, sat right in front of the stove. It took but a moment to re-arrange the pupils The head boy was given the warm seat, and Spurgeon was placed next the window. Then the questions be gan again.- The change was com plete. Prom that moment Spurgeon did not hesitate for the right answer. Five minutes later he was once more at the head of the class, sitting in front of the stove. —Youth's Com panion. A Iloer Toast. A band of Boer ambulance men met after one of the recent engagements in South Africa an English patrol. The Boers were very thirsty, and asked the men of the patrol to give them a lit tle water. "With pleasure," they re plied, "if you will drink it to the health of the queen." The Boers, after con sulting together, replied that they had no objection to drinking to the health of the queen, for whom they felt much respect, provided that they might add to the toast "and to the damnation of Cecil Bhodes," as they regarded the latter as the cause why men who had no ill-feeling toward each other were fighting. To this the patrol willingly assented, and joined themselves in the toast thus expounded.—London Truth. Henry Clny nnil the Ilnntcr. When Henry Clay was stumping Kentucky for re-election, at one of his mass meetings an old hunter of wi.le political influence said: "Well, Harry, I've always been for you. but because i.f that \ote (which he named) I'm goin' agin you." "Let me see vour rifle," said Clay. It was handed to him. "Is she a good rifle?" "Yes." ''Did she ever miss fire?" "Well, yes, on'.'e," "Why didn't you throw her away?" The old hunter thought a moment and then said: "Harry, I'll try you agin." And Harry was elected.— Chicago Chronicle. Pronunciation of "Water." Mr. Clerk was pleading in a Scotch appeal before the house of lords. The question at issue was in regard to a right of water. Mr. Clerk, more Scotico, pronounced the word watter. "Pray, Mr. Clerk," said one of the law peers, "do you spell water with two t's in Scotland?" "No, mv lord," was the dignified and scorching an swer of the great lawyer, "but we spell manners with two n's."—Notes and Queries. Scientific Economy. "They say that Jorkus is »ery stingy." "Stingy? He's so stingy that he n oistens his postage stamps only at the comers."—*Ckicairo Record. HID NOT WANT MUCH. To Be a Judge Once Was McKin ley's Loftiest Ambition. President Made Thin Admission to a Ciingrrnaninn W lio llnsJust llrru Elrtolril to the lleucli —Oilier llrlKht Storels. [Special Washington Letter ] < < TT ~JT HEX I was a young law •v<*r ' hoped that I might become a judge. My high est ambition was to be judge of com mon pleas in Ohio." Those are the words of President McKinley. In his early life he enter tained no presidential aspirations, and it was only after he began a political career that he aspired to the highest office in the gift of the people of the republic. lion. Smith McPherson, of lowa, called at the white house to receive his commission as federal judge and to thank the president for the appoint ment, and it was on that occasion that the president made the remark quoted above. 011 the same evening Judge Mc- Pherson was conversing with Con gressman Burke, of South Dakota, when he narrated the incidents leading up to his own appointment, and con c'.uJed with a narration of his visit to the white house. Only last December Judge McPher son entered the national house of rep resentatives. intending to remain in politics as long as he could. He was ambitious to some day become a sen ator. Before he had been seated one month a federal judge in lowa sudden ly died. The lowa senators and repre senatives considered the matter for three months, and then they all united in supporting Smith McPherson; and, upcin their recommendation, the presi dent appointed him. On this subject he said: "I have no idea whether I have done right or not. I do not know whether I a<n litted to be a judge or not. 1 was pleased with being in the house of representatives, but there are some things about congressional life that, are extremely disagreeable. If I had remained in congress I should have rid myself of some of these nagging pests that abound in Washington to hound the life out of a man. I refer to these office seekers and those in office who are constantly seeking promotion, and demanding the aid of their congress men. I do not believe that a congress man ought to have anything to do with the office seekers or the office holders. I do not see why congressmen should be depended upon to recommend per sot.s for post masterships or any other offices. They belong to the executive branch of the government, and the members of the legislative branch should have nothing to do with such a ppoint n»ents." "That is logical enough and lawyer like." said Congressman Burke, "but it is impractical. The president and the heads of the departments cannot know whom to appoint to the offices throughout the country, except they get satisfactory recommendations. Naturally the president and members of his cabinet look to the senators and representatives as the most capable men to make such recommendations. In my state we have a system of mak ing appointments which relieves the congressmen of political responsibility. We require the chairmen of the county and district comittees to unite upon the men to be appointed as postmas ters. The candidates at home all know this, and when they are disappointed they do not blame their congressmen, but they blame their committee men." "By the way," said the writer, re ferring to what the president said. I HOPED I MIGHT BECOME A JUDGE. "that reminds me of the fact that ex- Senator Moody, of South Dakota, was here about seven years ago. presum ably after a federal judgeship. The St. Paul (ilobe instructed its correspond ent to inquire of Senator Moody wheth er or not he was after that judgeship. The courtly Moody replied: 'I cannot answer that question directly; but I can say that almost every lawyer who possesses any ambition at all hopes that some day he may be a judge.' That saying seems to have strong veri fication in what McKinley said about his earlier ambition." "That is probably true." said Judge McPherson. "I have often heard ener getic and ambitious lawyers express themselves in the same manner. It is only natural, however. Did you ever see a newspaper man but hoped some day to be the owner of a good news paper? Often I have heard bright young fellows express the hope that they might some day own a paper and print what they pleased, regard less of that bogie man, the managing editor." This desultory talk of the congress men brought out quite a number of in teresting facts concerning real life' in Washington. Referring to a member r,i the senate, of whom it is well known that he demanded and received a con •itftmiou before permitting a certain bill to pass, the writer said: "That fact ought to be known all over the state. The people should be told the story just as it occurred, and he should be retired to private life." "Nothing' of the kind," said Judge McPherson. "You could never make the people believe that their senator is corrupt. I have seen something of that kind of human nature. If jou tell the people that their senator did that corrupt thing, he would get out on the hustings and howl about his innocence and virtue, assuring the peo ple that he had been offered a bribe which he indignantly refused; and he would say that the corporations are trying to break him down because he ia honest, and he would be reelected by a bigger majority than ever. IS'o, it would do no good to expose him di rectly. It would make him stronger with the people." "That is true," said Congressman Burke. "Moreover, he has been ex posed in liis own state on other mat ters, and always cried 'stop thief' and. made the people believe him to be hon est. When I was in the legislature of South Dakota I had a number of people come lo me with improper prop ositions, but 1 never said au> thing about them, just, for the reason Judgs Mcl'herson gave. There is one man'* word against another's; nothing caiv be proved, and hence nothing should be said. Sometimes people make im proper offers to congressmen and mem bers of legislatures without really knowing that they are doing wrong. I remember a man came to me hon estly and sincerelv when I was in the legislature, and told me he would give me half of a certain claim he had against the state if I would help him carry it through the legislature. I an* sure that man did not know that he was doing wrong. But, usually, those who attempt to influence congressmen with bribes know what they are about. Moreover, when any senator or representative seeks a bribe, he knows what he is doing." "One of my regrets at leaving con gressional life," said Judge Mcl'her son, "is the fact that I shall be obliged to give up the association with and friendship of so many good fellows. I mean good fellows in the highest sense of the term. Of course, there are ujediocre men in the house of rep resentatives, and some men of only average ability in the senate and in the executive departments; but, as a general rule, it may be said that on® meets here in congress and congres sional environments the best men from the various parts or the country. Every man in official life is possessed of education of some sort above the ordinary. Generally they are blessed with superior natural abilities also. Association with men of superior abil ities and' attainments is necessarily elevating, and, therefore, desirable and pleasing." This latter statement is worthy of some elaboration, because it is so true and so few people realize it. As a young' man beginning a course of study at an eastern university the writer received a similar impression. His associates were graduates of col leges and universities from various sections. Their conversation, man ners, habits, ail impressed the writer with the marked fact that the en vironments were different and ele vated, requiring careful attention to deportment, in order to keep in the forefront of students of this caliber. Just such impressions are made upon the observant congressmen when they first enter the atmosphere of the ca|>- itol. They find themselves talkin® with and associating with men who are bright, quick, alert and bristling; with intellectual acumen. This is as it should be. It is an other manifestation of the once de bated theory of the survival of the fittest. In every congressional district there are 50 or more of the ablest men striving for the honor of nom ination and election to congress. The people look them over and usually se lect the best man of them all. Con sequently. when 35(> men thus seleefied meet together in the national capital there is a gathering of the cliole-est minds in all this land. When it comes to the senate, earl* member having been elected l>y the legislature of a sovereign state, we have a body of truly superior men. The members of each state legislature are the best men of the various eotinties, all of them men of more than ordi nary abilities. When in their com bined wisdom they elect a man to serve his state in the senute of this rep'tMic it seldom has happened that they t any other than the ablest and most conspicuously capable of all ambitious asjsi.aais. Therefore it is true, as Judge Me- Pherson said, that "one meets heri» the best men from the various parts of the country," and it is no wonder that the severance of association with such men should be cause of regret, even to one who is Honored with a lif« position in the judicial branch of th« general government. SMITH D. FP.T. Tf you want to hear a hard -luck story ask a man for money lie owes you.
Significant historical Pennsylvania newspapers