6 HE CARETH FOR THEE. What ran It mean? Is It aught to Him That the nights are long and the days are dim? Can lie be touched by griefs I bear. Which sadden the heart and whiten the hair? Around His throne are eternal calms. And strong, glad music of happy psalmt. And bliss unruffled by any strife. How can He care for my poor life? And yet I want Him to care for me, While I live in this world where the sorrows be; When the lights die down on the path I take; When strength is feeble and friends for sake; When love and music, that once did bless, Have left me to silence and loneliness, And life-long changes to sobbing prayers— Then my heart cries out for a God who carets. Oh, wonderful story of deathless love! Each child is dear to that heart above; He fights for me when I cannot fight; Hi; comforts me in the gloom of night; Hh lifts the burden, for He Is strong; He stills the sigh and awakens the song; The sorrow that bowed me down He bears, And loves and pardons, because lie cares. Let all who are sad take heart again, We are not alone in hours of pain; Our Father stoops from His throne above To soothe and quiet us with His love. 1I«» leaves us not when the storm is high, And we have safety, for He is nigh. Can it be trouble which He doth share? Oh, rest in pi-are, fur the Lord dots care. —London Christian. 11 The Trouble a* on the Torolito. BY FRANCIS LYNDE. , CHAPTER V. ULTIMATUMS TWAIN. When all is said, sober second | thought, so much vaunted and be- \ praised, is but an ignoble thing. How many a fine project, conceived j In impulsive unselfishness and sent ; rocket-wise on its course starward, I has come to earth again a mere ! smoke-blackened stick in the chill j downpour of reflection. How many ■ an emprise which seemed altogether ! promising and feasible when planned j ■overnight has become a thing pre- i posterous in the cold gray light of the morning. Some such reflective misgiving as sailed me when I came to write the letter to my friend in the Glenlivat •company's directorate. Doubtless, the passport into the camp of the enemy would be forthcoming; but once safely within the lines, what could I hope to accomplish? Would Wykamp straightway proceed to un bosom himself to me? —make a con fidant of a stranger, an emergency guest foisted upon him by the good nature of one of his directors? The idea was absurd. And if he should do such an incredible thing, the end would but indifferently justify the means; one could hardly eat his salt and betray him. The letter was written and Dan Connolly was saddling for the ride to the fort. In a few minutes the •undertaking would be afoot and re consideration impossible. But a shorter respite has saved an army, and my reprieve was already on the way. Connolly shaded his eyes tin- j der his hand and interrogated a filmy dust-cloud on the up-valley trail. It was approaching the ranch, j and the level rays of the newly i arisen sun turned it into a hazy nim- | bus of gold-dust. "Wan av thim's the Greaser, an' t'other's the scut av an ingineer," says iny Mercury, scowling. "Now fwhat'll thim two be doin' on our reservation bctune daybreak an' breakfast, I'd like to know?" To be consistent T should have gone indoors and kept out of sight. If I were to serve Macpherson's turn as a spy in the engineer's camp, it said itself that I must not be known ss Macpherson's friend. But shame pricked into the lists, sword out and visor down, and I stood my ground when the pair galloped up. Wykamp drew rein at the door stone, or, to record the fact, he dragged at the leather and his horse danced an accompaniment. Theanimal was a fine-blooded bay which —with humane gentling and a snaffle-bit— might have been ridden by a woman; but it had been spurred cruelly in the race down the valley. In the bit of equestrian by-play I had an op portunity to observe the two men. The engineer was a disappointment. Prefigurings of a person described, but otherwise unknown, are inevit able; hence, out of the material gathered from Macpherson's confi dences I had fashioned a rather melodramatic villain of the fictional school. No fancy sketch could have been farther from the fact. The en gineer was a trim-built, athletic young fellow, as handsome in his way as Macpherson, though quite at the opposite extreme of the gamut of types, carefully groomed from his close-trimmed beard and curling mustaches to the well-fitting tweeds and tan leather leggings; a man of business, clear-cut, concise, aggres sive, one would say, emotional only In some flood-tide of passion, and •vindictive only when thwarted. His Mexican henchman could be summed tip in terser phrase. Dark skinned as a Zambo, small and lithe as the savage little tiger-cat of his native chaparrals, with sleepy eyes, pin-points of feral intelligence that saw everything wthout appearing to, ambushed under the drooping brim of his broad sombrero; he was a plain-song assassin of the baser sort, ©f a type familiar enough in the pioneer period, and seen nf its best when found dangling from the cross arm of a telegraph-pole or the branch Q( a convenient tree. When the bay was temporarily *ll ojugated, Wykamp ignored me and turned to CouJiolly. "Where is Macpherson?" ho de manded. "Misther Macpherson, av ye plaze," corrected the ex-trooper, mildly. "Well, Mr. Macpherson, then," — with a contemptuous fillip to the pre fix which was not thrown away upon the Irishman. "Where is he?" "it's lukin' for the hide an' horns av the foine shteer yez killed an' ate that he is," Connolly retorted, let ting fly the first imaginative arrow that came to hand. Much to my surprise, and much mora to that of the ex-trooper, I fancy, the engineer frowned and marked down the random shot. "It was a mistake," he said; "I'll pay for the steer. But that is an other matter. My errand this morn ing is with your employer, but you can pass it along. You have a man here named Kilgore who should go to jail. Say to Macpherson—Mr. Macpherson—from me that if he dis charges Kilgore and sends him out of the valley it will save trouble." Connolly grinned. "It's a foine, clane-hearted gintleman, yez arc, Misther Wykamp, for givin' the blagyard a chance to layvant," he re joined, with honey on his tongue. "Would yez be afther tellin' us fwhat that profayne divil av a cow -1 dhriver's been up to? —so we c'u'd 1 tell the captain in avic?" "He's been pulling my location stakes. Don't misunderstand me; I'd give him a taste of the law if there were a court within reach." "Listen to that, now, would yez!" quoth Connolly. "Pullin' the shtakes av him! An' some av yez caught him red-handed, av coorse?" "No; he had the nerve to bring a bundle of the stakes into camp and leave them in my tent, with his com- I pliments." "The impidint offal!" said Dan, laughing decorously behind his hand. "But, Misther Wykamp, dear; he's not the on'y wan.' "What's that you say?" "I'm sayin' he's not the on'y wan. Sure, it's meself as cooked me bit av a breakfast wid a fagot av thim same shtakes wan day lasht week. It's a kind-hearted man yez are, Misther Wykamp, to be disthributin' fuel for the likes av us harrd-work in' min." What followed confirmed my di agnosis of the engineer's character touching his weakness on the pas sionate side. lie rode with the wrist thonged riding-whip of the east, and the stiff bit of rawhide cut a quick half-circle above Connolly's head. The Irishman caught the blow on his arm and parried it with the skill of a practiced swordsman. Before I realized what was toward, the ex trooper's pistol was out and leveled, not at Wykamp, but at the Mexican. "Ye would, would yez?—ye black jowled liaythin! Down wid that gun!" A heavy revolver dropped in the dust on the opposite side of the Mexican's horse. "Now, thin, —Mr. Haleott, dear; your watch, av ye plaze;—now, thin, ye murtlierin' Paythans, it's wan V*"-Jg_ J I STOOD MY GROUND WHEN THE PAIR GALLOPED UP. full minute's slitart av the 45 I'll give the pair av yez. Vamoose!" Notwithstanding his apparent un balancing on the passionate side, Wy kamp was no coward. Unarmed as he was, I think he would have tried I to ride the Irishman down; but the \ Mexican set the discreet example and the bay took it as a challenge for a race. As long as they were dis tinguishable, I could see Wykamp struggling with the big horse; and, being a man of peace, I was glad when Connolly laughed and dropped his weapon into its holster. "Score wan for the 'X-bar-Z,'" he said. "If the capt'in would but shut wan eye an' Ink away wid't t'other, in t'ree days there wouldn't be a shtake in the Torolito or a man to dhrive ut." He picked up the Mex ican's revolver and passed it to me, butt foremost. "The arrmamint av the inimy, wid the complimints av Sargint Connolly. Hold ut at arrm's lingtli whin yez toy wid ut; thim for run tools shpit betune the cylindher an' the barr'l whin they go ofT. Now, thin, sorr; if you've the lettlier I'm at your service." I explained, as well as I could without going into details, that, the engineer's visit had canceled the (rip to the fort; and Connolly rode afield to report to his employer. Macpher son came in at noon, and we held a council of war over the cold snack served in the bunk-room by Andrew the Mild. "Honors are easy, so far," said Macpherson, when we had discussed the stake-pulling incident. "While Wykamp was here filing his aliena tion against Kilgore, 1 was at his camp, notifying his foreman that an injunction would follow any en croachment on my placer claim." "It's a declaration of war ou both edes. You're in tor it now." CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JANUARY 9, 1902. "Yes, and I'll fight It out to the bit ter end. I didn't mean to, at first. I had some talk with Lovatt and the others, and they proposed to buy me out at a fair figure and do the square thing all around. That was before they got hold of Selter's water-right, of course. Now they send a fellow in here who is evident ly spoiling for a fight; who shoots at my men and kills my stock. They propose to ignore me—to freeze me out of the game without giving me a show for my investment. They may do it in the end, but I'll give them a run for their money." I laughed. "Let's be frank with each other, Angus. It goes a good bit deeper with you than any struggle to hold the Torolito. You will have to admit that if Wykamp hadn't —" "But he has," broke in Macpher son. with rising wrath, "lie might have had Ihe Torolito and welcome if he had left me that which is worth more to nte than all the stock ranges that lie out of doors. But he wouldn't, and now he's got to take the consequences. She wou't let tne obliterate him, but I'll break him world without end before I'm through with him." There was a vindictive emphasis 111 the threat which started the mill stones of reflection. Could circum stances, and a sharp turn of the purely personal thumb-screws, trans form a frank fighter into a vengeful enemy? Macpherson had always been a hearty combatant, but his an tagonism was of the kind which seeks an early hand-shaking after I the fact. j "Break him in a business way, you mean? How can you do that?" Ilis smile was inscrutable. "There's more in my placer claim than ap pears on the surface. Do you know where it is?" "It's anywhere you see fit to locate it—on the line of the ditch, I sup pose." "That's where you're wrong. I didn't invent it. It is an actual gold bearing bar, and it lies at the mouth of the upper canyon just above the site of the Glenlivat company's pro posed dam." "So Wykamp will have togo above or below it; is that it?" "Yes; without the choice. He'll have togo above. The lay of Vhe land is such that he can't build below the gap in tne 'hog-back,' and if he builds on the site selected by the man who made the preliminary sur vey last summer, my claim will be at the bottom of his reservoir." "I see. But he can go above, can't he?" "It's possible, but it will be ex pensive. He will have to tunnel a small mountain to get his outlet from the head-gates. And that isn't the worst of it." "What is the worst of it?" Macpherson pushed his stool from the table and began to fill his pipe. He was provokingly deliberate, and when the tobacco was fairly alight his explanation was of the vaguest. "If he hasn't already done so, he'll go farther up the canyon and find his site ready-made and waiting for aim. 1 only hope he'll take it." CHAPTER VI. FACILIS DECENSUS AVERNI. Macpherson left me to my own de vices after the snack-luncheon and went his way hill ward to look for strays in the northern gulches. "If you feel like riding a few lines after awhile, have Andy saddle 'Clubfoot' for you. He's forgotten how to 'buck,' and if you can keep him from breaking his leg in.l dog hole he'll bring you back all right," he said, at parting; adding, as a stirrup-word: "But I shouldn't ride too far, if 1 were you. You're gain ing by kangaroo-jumps now, and you mustn't get a set-back." So much for a well man's advice to an ill one who, having ridden more than was meet the previous day, was minded to stay at home and let the saddle-bruises heal. But in mid afternoon one of the microscopic in cidents which change the courses of rivers, decide the fate of nations, and reverse the plans of mice and men, came between, and the horse with the epithetical name had his amble afield. The incident was the inability of Andrew the Desperate to maintain his fair share of any conversation. By two o'clock he was answering in monosyllables; by three a direct question elicited no more than a nod or a head-shake; at half-past he was quite dumb—a mute and inglorious camp-cook, fit company for neither gods nor men. At four loquacity surrendered at discretion, the animal with the opprobrious name was put in requisition, and I rode away to be with a silenee of Nature's making. Behold, now, how great a matter a little fire kindleth! If the well-in tentioned desperado had possessed a few more phrases to be rehearsed at need, there would have been for his would-be gossip no meditative amble up the valley in the cool of the day; no attack of unreasoning and alto gether uncalled-for curiosity; 110 meteoric descent into the Torolitan Avernus; and 110 —but let us not an ticipate. Barring the saddle-bruise remind ers, and the prickings of the thorn in the flesh <>f illness —which use and time will finally dull for the least heroic sufferer—the rids up the val ley was a pure delight. The after noon was perfect. The atmosphere was like a draught of fine old wine; the tumbling thunder of the river was sweet music to any traffic bruised ear of the cities; and the color-scheme of the mighty moun tains 011 either hand was full of soft grays and soothing browns. The completeness of it was soul-satisfy ing, and it was easy to understand how, upon such a day and with auuh encompnssments, a veil man m!p|t»t rejoice in the mere fact of life. Also, it was less difficult to comprehend the reluctance of one Angus the First to abdicate and go into exile at the decree of any syndicate of them all. It was a hopeless lapse into medievalism, one would say, but at the moment I could cheerfully have seen the plans of the land company, with all the prospective benefits to the many which they contemplated, come to naught to the end that, this sequestered corner of great nature's domain should not be marred by dis figuring plowshares. This thought and its entail rang the reflective changes what time the bronco was topping the swell from which the settlement at Valley Head came into view. Curiously enough, the clustered farmsteads and tilled fields of the small colony were far from suggesting that they were the precursors of the tWa! wave of ag riculture and banality which would presently sweep down the pleasant valley in the wake of the great irri gation canal. The line between wild flowers and weeds is not sharply drawn. The bull-thistle is a thing of beauty as a single plant, and it is only when it becomes a ruthless in vader that we wage war upon it and strive to stamp it out. Macpherson's cattle on the rolling swells, and this small seasoning of humanity at the meeting-point of the mountains, were the artistic accent in great nature's picture. But they sufficed. At the summit of the swell com manding 1 a view of the mountain guarded strath of the settlers, I was minded to turn back; but the club footed one sniffed the cool breeze pouring down from the upper can yon and asked, horsewise, with gentle tuggings and champings, for a free rein. It was given, and we drifted on, past the deserted school house, across the freshly turned fur rows of the land company's canal, and, indue course of leisurely equine stumblings, beyond the last farm house and so on up to the dam at tlia canyon gateway. [To Be Continued ] THE CURATE'S SAVING GRACE. lie Whm a Hrent Cricketer Uvea 11 His Doctrine Wit* u Little Shaky. There was much excitement in the village of Slushton, because the most important cricket fixture which the village club had arranged was down for a decision on the following Satur day, and the bowler who had won every match for them that season had sprained his wrist, and consequently would not be able to play, says London Spare Moments. All their fond hopes of victory had gone, when, as a last resort, they asked the new curate of the village to play for them. He consented, and owing to his score of 54 and his capture of eight wickets for 34 runs, they scored a brilliant victory. The next morning as the squire, him self an enthusiastic cricketer, was leaving the church, where the curate had just preached his first sermon, he was asked by the vicar what he thought of the new curate. "Oh," responded the squire, "his voice is weak, his doctrine's shaky, he isn't as learned as he should be, but his cricket is a fair eye-opener. We must keep him, even if we have to pay. him double the salary." A Wmte of Postage, The lawyers were discussing the merits and demerits of a well-known member of the New Orleans bar, who had been gathered to his fathers, and one of the party recalled the time when he studied in the old man's of fice: We had a copying clerk whose in efficiency continually worked the judge up to a point of explosion. One day a wire basket fell oft' the top of his desk and scratched his cheek. Not having any court plaster, he slapped on three postage stamps and went on with his work. A little later he had some papers to take up to the United States court, and, forgetting all about the stamps, he put on his bat and went out. ,\s he entered the oftiee the judge raised his head and fixed him with an astonished stare. The clerk j stopped and looked frightened and j finally asked: "Anything —er —wrong, sir?" "Yes, sir!" thundered the old gen tleman. "You are carrying too much j postage for second-class matter."— X. O. Times-Democrat. Forerunner of His Flack. A country minister in a certain American town took permanent leave of his congregation in the following pathetic manner: "Brothers and sis ters, I came to say good-by. I don't think you love each other, because you have not paid my salary. Brothers, I am going away to a better place. I have been called to be chaplain of a penitentiary. I goto prepare a place for you."—Household Words. lie I'roU'Mted, "The doctor would like to see you inside," said the physician's maid to the man who was waiting on the porch. "Not much," said the bucolic pa tient; "he don't try none of them X rays on me!" —Yonkers Statesman. 11l lli«* llH llroom. She—Do you dance, Mr. Skiggleton? He (modestly)— Well, my teacher said 1 did when I left the academy, but those ladies 1 have danced with since express a different opinion.—Detroit Free Press. A Hare Exception. She—The men continually dance at tendance on Miss Bullion. What is the attraction? He- She refused a duke.— Town and Country.. THE LION TAMER. r-- . ~ *s<t iA'*-rv+'l IMPORTANT COAL DEAL. The PittNburt; Coal <'o. Secure* tlie Properties of the Shaw Coal Co. Pittsburg, Pa., Jan. 4. —One of the most important acquisitions of the Pittsburg Coal Co. during the year was secured Friday, when final pa pers were signed for the transfer of all the properties and interests of the Shaw Coal 'Co. to the big com bine. The deal involves several mil lions, but the actual price paid is not made public. The negotiations, which were on for several months, were conducted by F. L. Bobbins for the combine and H. C. Frick, who owned the controlling interest in the Shaw company. The property lies in the Pan-Han dle district, contains 4,300 acres of the finest thin vein of Pittsburg steam coal and has five large shafts with a capacity of 1,000,000 tons a year. In addition to the mining property, the Pittsburg company al so secured the 'Midway and Oakdale railroad, a short line, which con nects the mine with the Pan-Handle road, and will give the combine an in dependent outlet for the general market. Wlilppliiff Didn't Come OIK Paoli, Tnd., Jan. 4.—'lt was an nounced Friday that Dr. C. D. Dris eoll, a dentist, would be publicly horsewhipped by Miss Eva Milller, a young woman who formerly resided here. Driseoll was arrested on a charge of alleged ill-treatment of his family and was taken to his office. About this time the fire alarm was sounded and a large portion of the population gathered to see the whip ping. As they attempted to enter DriseolPs office, the young woman and her friends were confronted by Driseoll, flourishing two revolvers. He says he will not. be taken alive and he remains behind barricaded doors. Miss Miller alleges that he wrote her an insulting letter. Will Pension Kmployen. ■Chicago, Jan. 4. —'Notices were post ed Friday in the various mills of the American Steel and Wire Co., an nouncing that a pension department had been created for the benefit of the 30,000 employes of the concern. According to the general notice, which is signed by President William P. Palmer, the new department will have for its purpose "the retiring from active service and placing on a pension roll all employes who have rendered the company or its prede cessors long and faithful services and who have attained an age or physical tend which necessitates relief from duty." Hli'iv Himself to Picres. Xorris, 111., Jan. 3.—There was a frightful suicide Friday at Coal City, 10 miles southeast of this city. Joseth 11. I.ovine, a leader among the Bohemians in the coal fields, had trouble with bis wife in the morning. He brooded over the matter till af ternoon when he went to the village and secured a stick of dynamite. On his return home he went back of his barn and lying on his back placed the dynamite beneath his vest. With liis hands he struck the cap and ex ploded the dynamite. The explosion tore a gieat hole in the earth and blew the man's body into countless pieces. Twenty %'eur* lor .Tlaimlaiijfliter. 'Winfield, Kan., Jan. 4. —Clyde ■"Moore, the 17-year-old boy, convict ed of murder in the second degree for killing ('. L. Wiltberger, a far mer, near here, last April, for his money, was sentenced Friday to 20 years in the penitentiary. He re ceived the verdict with a smile. The prisoner's attorney pleaded for a re form school sentence, but Judge Me- Bride said the boy was sufficiently mature to know what he was doing when he committed the crime. murderer Handed. Dublin, (ia., Jan. 4.—John Robin son, a negro, was hanged here Fri day for assaulting and murdering Bertha Simmons, colored, last May. Hobinson denied his guilt and cursed everybody within hearing from his cell door to the gallows. Ilciilo* Knowledge of Sale. Toledo, Jan. 4. President Norton, of the C lover Leaf, last night dis claimed knowledge of the sale of the road to the Vauderbilts, as given out by the press dispatches from Ni w York. \m l (If Placed 011 the Advance of the United States INTO SOUTH AMERICA. The London Saturday Review Advises Alliance Between. ENGLAND AND GERMANY. Say* It Would Bo « Wane Policy to Kneouruse the Advance of <>erinuiiy in tlM' New World an u <'oll nterpolMe to Predominance ol lulled Stat CM. London, January 4.—The Saturday Review to-day prints a remarkably free spoken editorial, in which it strongly advises Great Britain to form a working 1 alliance with Ger many, in order to check the "con tinued and apparently inevitable ad vance of the United States into South America." According to the Review, "it is the wisest policy for this country to en courage the advance of Germany in the New World, as the most use ful counterpoise as to the over whelming' predominance of the United States, which is the only other possible outcome of the existing po litical conditions." The Review disclaims all hostility to the United States, but says:"The solid interests of our own people, which is the basis on which the United States always works, is the only sure ground on which to build." Continuing, the Review says: "If we would only remember that the Americans are to be believed when they describe themselves as actuated by purely business considerations, we would save ourselves from a large number of gratuitous humiliations and unprofitable speculations in stock having no real market value, viz., the presumed gratitude of our political and commercial rivals. With a strong Kuropean power established in the south and a great world power in the north, too exuberant aspira tions of Pan-Americanism would be be checked, saving our empire from a grave menace." In conclusion, the Review points out that the United States will in evitably gobble up the weak, turbu lent states southward, when it is cer tain to formulate, a Pan-American tariff union against the remainder oft.lie world, and then, controlling Cuba, Porto Rico and the Isthmian canal, convert the Caribbean Sea into an American lake." Trying to Buy Out HI'IIHII. Cincinnati, Jan. 4.—John T. Brush, president, of the Cincinnati League Base (Ball club, and Judge Howard Ferris, who is at the head of a local syndicate that is anxious to pur chase Mr. Brush's holdings in the club, held a long conference here yes terday, but so far as actual results are concerned the conference was ap parently fruitless. It is generally be lieved that Mr. Brush will decline to sell at any figure that the Cincinnati capitalists will consider reasonable. (iranted Their licmandM. Grand llaven, Mich., Jan. 4. —The Strike of the longshoremen employed/ by the Crosby Transportation (M, was settled Friday, the eompni® granting the demands of tin- men Idy llic restoration of the old wage seal) of 20 cents an nour. The men haw organized a branch of the Xationap Longshoremen's assoeiation. I'eavey'» Will. Minneapolis, Jan. 4. —The wul of Frank 11. Peavy, who died in Chicago Inst Monday, was filed in this city Friday. It places the value of the estate at $2,300,000 personal property and $50,000 real estate, but tue total probably will be in excess of this. Bctired Naval OlUeer DICK, Philadelphia, Jan. 4.—After a serv ice of 21 years in the United States navy and a long period of honorable retirement. Lieutenant Horace E. Friek died Friday al his home in this city. He was 50 years old.
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