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    VOL XXXI
THE PHOENIX.
Do you know why the PHOENIX bicycle is the most
popular wheel in Pittsburg? Do you know why it won
the Butler-Pittsbugh race, and the Wheeling-Pittsburg?
Simply because bearing, chain, tire, frame —all the
parts —are made of the best material. Because we
build the lightest,easiest running wheel that is safe and
reliable for the roads.
We also make a specialty of an easy running and light
lady's wheel, which is equally popular.
A guarantee is a good thing in its
way. The PHOENIX guarantee cov
ers every point, but the best point oi all
is the fact that repairs or claims for de
fective parts constitute an exceedingly
small per centage of our cost of manu
facture.
For catalogue and other information
©
address,
THE STOVER BICYCLE Mf g. Co.
FRGEPORT, IImIM. of
J. E. FOHSYTHE, Agent.
BUTLB&, PA,
I
DECLINE.
There has been a decline in the
price of materials from which buggies
and other vehicles are made, therefore a
decline in the price of vehicles. Come
quick and see before it advances again.
S. B. MARTINCOURT cfc CO.
BUTLER, - - - PA.
FALL FOOTWEAR.
Cast your ejfn in upon the fine din
\*v Play of newest and moat elegant
y styles in Footwear you have ever look
ij /jvl* ed upon in Butler that we are now of
I | fering to the public.
I 4 y-- \ rJ' r" I We are now prepared to serve all
V I——" buyer* that want good, suitable Foot
\[>K/ » , wear at pricen uever before offered in
vy,this town, quality considered. The
J I} -jl people of Bntler county know our
[ Pi! '[ word and guarantee in Buflicient on any
_ L fboe we offer, as time has proven.
If you are looking for Ladies Shoes
oar 75 and 95c. $1.25 and $1.50 ;*top and look at the $2, s'2 50 and $3,
M fine as silk, in Blucheretts and Button, Narrow and Square Toe, all
widths.
IF YOU WANT MENS SHOES
You have got to the right place at last, either in working shoes or fine
dreasahoea Fine lines at 85c, 90c, $1 ,$1.25 and $1.50; wait a moment and
•ee the $2 and $2.50 shoe in London, Globe, Yale and St Lonia toes
Nothing like them in Butler.
Well if you want SCHOOL BIIOKB for your BOYS AND GIRLS,
aee the great display at 45c, 50c, 75c, II and *1.25.
Boy's and Youth's High Cat School Shoes.
If you ar<* looking for a house that your dollar is worth 100 cents to
every man, woman and child.
If you are looking for a h >use that, carries its stock in the house and
not in the newspapers, in fact if you want to trade with a reliable, first
class Shoe House go at once to
HUSE LTON'S.
Where the majority of the best people of Butler county do there buy
ing in footwear 102 N. Main St., Butler, I'a , opposite Hotel I.owry.
J® A Summer Drive
loses a measure of its pleasure if the carriage is less hi*
urions, easy running and handsome than it might be
Fredonia Buggies
have nothing but good points. They're the handsomest vehicles you can
—are as strong and secure as they're sightly.
Ask and insist that you see them at your dealer's.
Made by FREDONIA MFG. CO., Younpstown, Ohio.
IN MID-SUMMER V
<%, rw-UKI! AS A liV F.RTIfcl M» ■%,
I
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\ THE CITIZEN SELLS IT.
THE BUTLER CITIZEN.
A Good Appetite
Is essential to C""d health, anl when the
natural de-ire for food i» gone strength will
soon fail. For loss of appetite, indigestion,
sick and other troubles oi a dys-
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have T^' • i' 1 'lire-. ■ u lixti/e. Uwj.
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every paduuti- <•' Ijo.v rorrec.
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A Scientist claims the
Root of Diseases to be
in the Clothes we Wear.
The host Spring
remedy for 11 le*bines,
etc , i,s to discard
your uncomfortable
old duds which irri
tate tlie body:-leave
your measure at
ALAND'S for a
new suit which will
fit well, improve the
appearance by re
lieving you instant
ly of that tired feel
ing, and making you
cheerful and active.
The cost of this
sure cure is very
moderate
TRY IT.
A Greet Sale Now Goino- on at
THK NEW SHOE STORE.
Largest Stock, Lowest Prices Rest BOOTS, SHOES and RUBBERS
Ever Shown in Butler County.
Don't Spend One Penny for Footwear Before Calling on Me.
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Near l'ostoffice.
liHTLEH. PA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 13, 1804.
CHAPTER V
A week later Oliver's office boy, a
freckled and red-headed youngster by
the name of Sam, changed to Slam by
the much-tried clerks, knocked and
announced hoarsely: "Lady to see
yer." lie threw such meaning in the
words, his bearing and manner were so
full of dark mystery, Oliver almost ex
pected Mrs. de Itestaud, instead ol
Aunt Hannah. No letter had come
from the little lady of tho Trouble
some, and that discourtesy showed she
might almost merit her connection's
jondemnation; it was certainly friv-
Dlons to neglect assuring her preserver
of her safety. The doctor had been es
pecially unpleasant about it. "You
see," he would say, "I told you there
were two sides to every story; and tho
Frenchman may have been a much
enduring man." The office boy dragged
a chair near Oliver's desk, and with a
significant look withdrew.
"It's either breach er promise or
some feller wot's cheated her on a land
deal," he said to the clerks as he shut
the door carefully. "I guess there's
meat in it, for the boss grinned when
he see her."
"I hope you have good news, Miss
Patten," Oliver said, eagerly.
"If no news is good I have," she an
swered, with a sigh. "I've heard from
Mr. Perkins that keeps the depot, and
he says she ain't been there at all, nor
no word come. There wa'n't no mail
for ine, neither. I seen that woman
at Colorado Springs. She says
Minny got there all right, and she
bought her a plaid ulster, a hat and
some other things, and Minny and tho
dog went by train the next day, and
Minny promised to write to her, but
hadn't. The only one that knowed
anything down here was the ticket
seller, who remembered her and said
lie sold her a ticket for Chicago. She
must have been afraid her husband
would ask. He said lots of the con
ductors were discharged about that
time, and that was why, most like, all
I Interviewed hadn't set eyes on her."
"Still, it is almost impossible for a
girl to bo lost traveling nowadays.
Bhe probably took elaborate precau
tions, for fear De Rcstaud would fol
low her; but if the dog went along she
will be found easy enough."
"I am, as you folks say out here,"
said Miss Patten, grimly, "going on
the trail, and shall watch out most for
the dog, which I know she'll drag
around with her. I don't doubt but 1
shall find her when that money's gone,
Mr. Oliver; as T told you, she would not
appear until it was all spent. I think
It's my dooty to pay you now."
"Don't you think it would be better
to let her settle her own accounts?
She must be taught tho value of
money some way; and when you find her
if she is determined not to go back to
her husband you should institute a suit
AS SEAT AS ANY OF THE FORCE COULD DO.
to make him account for her property.
They told me up in the mountains ho
ft-as getting rid of It rapidly."
"I hain't in general," sighed Miss
Patten, "much liking forlawintf; folks
gits in jest as rats In a trap, and there
ain't much of a property left when they
git out—asking your pardon for being
plain spoken, for I always speak my
mind."
"You are a little severe on us," he
laughed; "but I should be happy to ad
vise you in any way, and to recommend
a young lawyer I know here who would
do well for you. Of course under the
circumstances I myself could do noth
ing."
"I understand; and, Mr. Oliver, I'll
apologize again. Till I seq that wom
an to the springs I did half think you
Vnowed where Minny was: the doctor's
Joking and your being a city bachelor,
you know, sot tne ag'ln' you; but here's
tny hand in friendship, and I'll send
you word if I find Minny."
"Thank you. I shall be glad to know
bhe is safe, for somotimos 1 think I
roay have done wrong In helping her
that night."
"Yon done right, Mr. Oliver; and if
she should come to you ugaln as she
might, having no sense of propriety—
you telegraph mo to Newcastle, Mo. ?
fend send her straight home to m<;. I'm
going to travel a bit afore I go home.
On account of taking care of pa and
ma in their old age, I ain't seen much
of the world. I eal'late even to stop
awhile in New York, for there was U
til inn, there that married a T'.lako, and
I'll board with her. Now remember,
Mr. Oliver, she is a little young thing,
pnd you're old enough, I take It, to bo
her father, and the world is a cen
sorious place. Sho shan't go baclt to
hirfi, I'm resolved on that; and being a
divorced woman is bad enough in tho
world, without giving no other reasons
for talk."
"You can trust me," ho said,soberly|
and after she was gone ho sat long la
thought, lie wanted the good opinion
of that grim, honest old maid. She
*-as as unbending as her own granite
hills, as stern and bleak to a world of
pasy-goers. Ho imagined du(ty ruled
her always; a winked thought Crept In
then how poorly duty liad rewarded
Ler! mentally and physically angular
and hard, ruled with an iron rod of
conscience. Yot the soft little crea
tures of curves and beauty like her un
grateful niece knew nothing of con
science or duty, and tho world loved
them and gave (hern Its best.
Sain, after a discreet knock, put In
Ills tousled head, "ivrlice to see yer,
sir," he said, breathlessly.
"What?"
"Perlice from city hall."
Oliver went hastily to the outer
office. Could sho be in their hands?
What new horror was the Troublesome
lady to endure? Or was thin some
freak of the Frenchman's? lie wa*
capable of any meanness. Tho two
clerks were looking sideways at the
brawny man in blue, but Mam gazed
In open-mouthed admiration. Going
to fires, ho felt Homo days he must be a
fltmaoi tiio longing was Intense as
engines sped by ut. lightning speed;
but lu a row or a deed oI mystery Jiow
acccuhftry UiV police. Low klgil thoir
positions, what chances for seeing
things and driving the crowd, princi
pally small boys, away'
"Sorry to trouble you, sir," said the
inau, awkwardly, "Vut the old lady
said you was to be sent for, as you
could testify to the bad character of
the man in charge."
"What old lady?" asked Oliver, sharp
ly, much annoyed at the matter.
"Name Fatten, I think—a big woman,
considerable thin. She came from
your office, she said, and had noticed for
days a black looking man a-followyig
her, and she sees him waiting for her
in the street. So she strolls, careless
like, towards the city hall, sir; right
near she sees he's still after her, and
she turns and grabs him and runs him
in herself, as neat as any of the force
could 'a' done."
"You don't know the man?''
"His face ain't in the gallery, sir,"
as if in apology, "but it's black and
ugly enough to be, I'll say that for
him. She tumbled the man down the
steps right in the chief's room, and he
sent me here. She wanted the man ar
rested for a suspicious character; so the
chief sent me to get your testimony."
"I'll go down at once," said Oliver,
picking up his hat "I fancy I know
the man."
"I'll walk behind, sir," said the po
liceman, politely, "for seeing me walk
ing with you in the direction of the
lock-up your friends might think you
was being run in."
At the station, as he suspected, Oli
ver saw the man was Louis, De Res
taud's servant, and black and ugly ho
was, swearing to himself in French,
but refusing to answer any questions.
Oliver had seen master and man tho
past few days in Denver, and knew he
himself was under their surveillance.
He told the chief that Miss Patten was
Justified in her proceeding; the man
iad a bad reputation in the North
Park, and had certainly been acting in
a suspicious manner; the past week ho
had seen him watching about tho
streets. The chief admitted the man
was not handsome, might have acted
oddly, but there must bo some charge
brought against him. Was the lady
frilling to go into court and swear she
had fears of her life from this man
Louis' hands?
"Me," said Miss Patten, majestical
ly, "afeard of that raskill? Not a mite.
But I won't have him trailing of me
fcround, and if the perlice can't stop It
tny umbrella will; so there! I won't
f o into no oourt-room for it, either."
"Suppose you search tho man," said
Oliver, smiling. "I will make a chargo
against him of carrying concealed
Weapons."
Louis resisted, with frightful pro
fanity, but tho search was made, and
the result was a loaded revolver and
ftn ugly knife.
"A greaser outfit." said u stalwart
policeman.
"You can keep him in jail a day or
two on this charge," continued Oliver,
"to give Miss Patten a chance to leave
the city.. I tell you on my own ao
eount, knowing the man up at my
shooting-place, he is a dangerous char
acter. I had an encounter with him
once and found him an unpleasant
person to deal with.*'
Tho exasperated Frenchman was led
away breathing curses and defiance,
In Oliver's gray eyes was a smile of
malice that Louis well understood.
He had paid up that rudeness and the
accounts were squared. There would
DC a debt still when Louis was
free again; tho man who laughs last
laughs best. Just now Oliver was de
cidedly amused.
"I'm obliged to you, perlice," said
Miss Patten, rising and pinning hef
shawl, "but I don't want you to think
us I was in any mortal fear of De Hes
taud's hired man. I wa'n't; for if I
can't fight men with their own weap
ons of strength I can outwit 'em.
Good-by, Mr. Oliver; I'm sorry my
family has brought you so much
trouble, but I cal'lato from now on
you've heored the last of us."
As days lengthened into weeks, and
weeks into ipontlis, without a word
from Hannah Patten or her erratic
niece, Oliver felt tho force of her re
mark. He was hurt and angry. At
least they might have sent him word.
De Bestaud found his missing servant
on the chain gang after two days' in
carceration in the city bastlle. Tho
master blustered a good deal, Vint fin
ally yielded to reason; certainly there
was a law against a man's being a
walking arsenal. Oliver, conscious that
threatened men live long, went calmly
about his business, often meeting Do
Rcstaud, but neither spoke.
Dr. John frequently discussed the
whereabouts of the "Troublesome
lady," as ho always called her, but
Oliver seldom spoke of her. If, how
ever, a fluffy Skye terrier ran up to
him in the street, he would look around
eagerly, and sometimes a wave of
color would flood his face, while his
heart quickened. If something had
happened to her on the journey
Could he ever forgive himself? He
owned, with a sense of anger, she was
senselessly innocent and strangely
familiar; no doubt she had told her
story to everybody on the train who
would listen.
Ono .fuiic rlay the doctor camo into
his friend's office in a Jaunty gray suit
with immaculate creases and a general
air of fashion and newness quite daz
zling.
"You must bo fp'lng to be married,"
laughed Oliver. "Why this state?"
"A trip east, my boy. I want to
breathe the fog:« of my native state.
My lungs are shriveled up. You never
suspected I was born in Skowbegan,
Me.; I never told you, it would have
been such a background for feeble
Jokes. Uesldes, what man would want
to say he was born in i. place called
Skowhcgan? I had to be born some
where, though, and Colorado is too
young for me. The Achorns are an
old family In Maine, and, though some
of us call It Ach-oms, I like the old
way. Please, your joke now great
oaks from little acorns grow."
"I'm too startled, too dazed by your
decision. You haven't been cast in
fifteen years to my knowledge."
"Never too late to mend Besides,
I'm going to Newcastle I would like
to see how the Trouble ome lady Is,
and her aunt. I like the aunt ■ good
old New Kngland kind, honest as tho
day, narrow, perhaps, but. solid worth.
In another generation those old maids
will be as extinct an the dodo."
"It does not seem to me the proper
thing to call on them when neither has
sentus any word."
"That's Aunt Hannah, bless her good
In-art," umiled the doctor. "She looks
on you with ftuspicion, ' raitf, for Mrs.
Minoy i» a married woman, and down
in Maine a married woman j{oes into
her tomb when the servl»:e in over.
Youujf girls may go to dances and
other village jollifications, but a mar
ritMl woman'* place is at home, doing
' • you mvst be goisg to nr. MAURIKD,"
LAUGHED OLIVER.
the Napoleon act and raising citizens.
I like that law, too; it saves lots of
trouble."
"Perhaps; but. remember, Maine is
prolific in divoice cases."
"Well, they live too shut in, folks do
down there, and they are all opinion
ated and strong characters. I'll write
you from Newcastle, at all events."
This Dr. John did after a month. The
letter brought a sense of uneasiness to
Oliver, and the conviction that, with
the best intentions in the world, he
had done a great wrong. Mrs. Minny
had never been heard from. Mrs. Pat
ten had been at home some weeks at a
time during the winter and spring, but
would go off again, "wandering-like,"
Mr. Perkins said, and seemed not right
in her mind. Mrs. Perkins took care
of the cat and parrot, and she, too,
affirmed that Miss Patten was queer
and that she had remarked "it was
wrong for dumb beasts and birds to be
housed when her own dear niece—her
only connection —was a homeless wan
derer on the face of the earth."
Mr. De Rcstaud had also visited
Newcastle and interviewed the di'pot
master, but he got no satisfaction, for
Mr. Perkins told Dr. John "he'd
knowed Minny Patten from the time
she was a little girl, when she played
with his little dead Janie Ann, and lia
wasn't going to tell a black-looking
foreigner where she was if he
knowed." and he took much pleasure
in mystifying the infuriated husband.
"Dear C'raig," tho letter ended, "I
think I am getting senile, for I begin
to doubt my best friend. Do you know
where Mrs. Minny is, and have you
known all the time? I Ualleve you(until
I know to the contrary) an honorable
man. I shall think you a scoundrel if
my suspicions should bo verified. At
least make Mrs. Itestaud write to that
poor distracted aunt wandering about
the world looking fur her. It is liko
uprooting a plant to tear an old woman
away from her home."
Oliver wrote a few lines in reply:
"You had better return before
paresis sets In; you will be kindly
cared for here. Soberly speaking, if I
were the man you suggest, I ought to
bo in tho penitentiary. I assure you I
know nothing of Mrs. Do Kestaud; I
have never heard from her; and tho
fact that I assisted in sending such an
irresponsible young person adrift in
the world will always be a worriment
to me."
So there were many hearts to bo
lightened by Mrs. Minny's appearance;
but of this she had no knowledge.
Her lightest moments would have been
saddened if she could have seen a
gaunt old woman overcoming a shud
dering horror in some great city and
then venturing timidly to see a dead
face in the morgue—on unknown,
young and beautiful, found dead. Nor
would Mrs. Minny have known her
self as pictured by the trembling lips
of that fast-sging old woman —"The
dearest, prettiest little tiling, und as
Innocent as a child." Truly to disap
pear in this world Is to leave behind a
trail of broken hearts and long days of
worriment and pain. Sad enough in
contrast Is to bo among the missing
with no human being left to care, to
ask, and to bo buried in the potter's
field—to have been a bright-eyed baby
loved on its mother's breast, hoped tot
by her fond Imagining, dreamed of in
tho great future, and to bo tho fulfill
ment, unclaimed clay.
CHAPTER VI
When tho train in which Dr-
John was returning to Denver sudden
ly stopped at a place whero there was
only tho small brown house of a
switchman, tho doctor looked out of
the window with relief. 110 thought
it very hard that on his first trip
across tho plains in so many years
there should be ouly stupid people in
tho car, not a congenial soul to talk
with and to compare tho present times
with tho old. Dr. John had crowed
tho plains in an ox wagon, and he
would so have liked to discuss thai
voyage with some pioneer or newcomet
eager to hear about It. He supposed
there was an accident: there had been
two stops already about that hot box.
A little crowd passed the window
carrying something—ho could not fcer
what, for those standing around. lie
craned his neck, his professional in
stincts aroused.
A worried-looking woman in the
door of the brown house seemed to be
denying tho sufferer entrance with
animated gestures and angry shakes
of her frowzy head Three white
haired little children hung to her
skirts, and sho pointed to them In
proof of her assertions. I>r. John half
rose as the conductor camo In the car.
"Is there a doctor here?" tho man
sold, eagerly. "There's a woman very
sick; just taken from the day coach.
That liag out there wouldn't hardly
give her she l tor."
"What seems to bo tho matter?"
asked Dr. John, briskly.
The conductor hesitated. "Well, sir,
hhii'n a your.|f woman, but I think she's
married."
The ladies In the car took up their
books in disgust. An elderly, portly
man In front of Dr. John burled him
self behind Ills newspaper. I)r. John
knew him to be a physician.
"I'm a doctor," said I)r. John, gath
ering up his belongings. "I shall be
glad to see what I can do."
"You may be detained over a train,"
hesitated the official; "and she's evi
dently poor—hasn't any baggage."
"I am, fortunately, able to attend to
the suffering without having my pay
dangled before my eyes to spur me
on," growled Dr. John, passing the
lady readers with looks of disgust.
"Not ono of 'em offered even a shawl,
and the sick creature I suppose is
destitute."
He pushed through the crowd gath
ered about the house and dispersed
them with very vigorous English. A
pleasarit-faced young man handed hlin
a roll of bills.
"I collected that In our Pullman.
We're not all so heartless as you say."
"So that's you, Jimmy Watson,"
smiled the doctor. "I a»k your pardon;
before this I thought you wi re just a
dnde. I shall tell your mother there
is hope for you."
"Thanks," laughed the younger man.
"There's twenty-five dollars. I sup
pose, though, your fees will gobble It
all up."
"To the last cent, Jimmy; that's why
1 got off the car." He shut the door
smartly in the face of 'lie crowd, and,
finding the switchman's wife In tho
smull hall, said, severely: "I suppose
you call yourself a Christian woman.
ma'am."
"There hain't no meeting-house in
tliis forsaken country not for forty
miles, jest plains," she said, sourly,
"and, having a family of my own, I
ain't obliged, if my man do work on
the railroad, to take into my house
strangers with complaints as may l>c
catching."
"Well, this is, I take it," grinned the
doctor, "to your sex."
She smiled a little grimly, and took
up her youngest child in a motherly sort
of way that pleased the keen observer.
"You've got u kind heart; your
tongue runs away with you, that's all.
And now do your best for the sick
woman. I have plenty of money to
pay you."
"I—l put her in my bed," said the
woman, shyly. "She's a pretty little
thing, and is clean out of her head, but
she hain't no wedding-ring."
"Well, she is punished now, poor
girl, for her share in the wrong-doing
without you and me saying anything."
"All aboard!" sounded outside. As
the train rattled away, Dr. John went
softly to the little room where the omi
grapt woman lay unconscious of this
world, so nearly on the threshold of
the next.
In the chill gray of early dawn Dr.
John come out in tho kitchen, where
Jonas Macon, the switchman, sat over
the fire; he had been forced to sleep in
his chair the long night after a day's
work. The hospitality of the poor often
means personal deprivation.
"Is she goin' to live?" asked the man.
"I hope so. The baby is a fine boy." |
"Both of 'em better dead, if what ;
wife thinks of her is true," sighed the .
man. "As for the boy, if he must grow J
up and work as I've done, never gittin' !
no further, he won't thank you for j
a-savin' of him."
"He may turn out a great man some j
day; and then," said Dr. John, half to i
himself —"she Is not a common or un- I
educated woman, tho mother—he may
be the better for the story of his birth, j
strive to rise the higher for it."
"Likely not ho won't. Them 'sylum
children don't amount to much in gen
eral. Takes a mighty smart man to
come out of the mud."
"Your wife has done nobly by her,"
said the doctor. "She has tho best
heart."
"She is kind," muttered the man,
"an' she have stood about everythin' a
woman can stan'. I'll git my own
breakfust. You tell her to turn in an'
sieep with the kids awhile."
The doctor went back to his patient,
and Mrs. Macon brought the little
flannel bundle out by tho stove. Later
the children were wild about it Did
the train leave tho baby? were they
going to liavo it always? and could
they see in the windows of the trains,
as they passed, lots of baby faces look
ing out for mothers to take them?
At night Mrs. Macon woke the doc
tor, who was taking a nap in the chil
dren's bed.
"I think, sir," she said, worriedly,
"the little lady is gone out of her head.
She's feeling round In the bedclothes
for a dog, and calling ono pltiful-lilte."
"I have been a blind fool!" cried tho
doctor. "I felt all tho time I'd ought
to know her." He ran to the sick
room, and, luckily, had some quieting
medicine in his case. Tho sufferer,
however, resisted long, as she slept
sighed, and one tiny hand felt around
nervously, while tho other, clinched
hard in the sheet, resisted all pressure
to open it.
Tho next morning the white-haired
children were very quiet; they played
a long way from the house, and to
wards evening Dr. John kept them by
him In the kitchen, telling stories. To
this day the youngest one looks in vain
for a Iflby to coino by train that shall
be his own property, an illusion crea
ted by the doctor's stories.
"She's asleep," said Mrs. Macon,
coming out, "and here's a little purse
I found in her pocket. I couldn't get
it before,, for, loony as she's been all
day, she watched mo if I went near
her things."
A shabby little purse, containing
only a live-dollar bill and a card Craig
Oliver's, with his office address.
"I didn't need this to tell me." said
tho doctor. "She is a married woman
all right, Mrs. Macon; her name is
Minny de Rcstaud, and her [>eople are
well-to-do. How she came here I
haven't the faintest idea; she disap
peared last fall, and her aunt has
searched all over the country for her."
In the morning when the doctor
went to see his patient he found her
conscious, looking with ineffable dis
dain on the red-faced bundle beside
her.
"You're the kind doctor who stayed
off the train on account of me," she
said, faintly. "You were ever so good;
but I'd much rather have just died.
She" (with a weak glance at Mrs. Ma
con) "told me about you."
"Most women would lie pleased with
that nice little lialiv."
"Would they?" indifferently. "It has
black eyes, and is so ugly. Besides, it
has no sense. My dog knew every
thing."
"Tut! tut!" scolded the doctor; "that
is not pretty talk."
"You act like my old maid aunt."
"Weren't your dog's eyes black, too,
Mrs. Minny?"
"How did you find tny name?" she
cried, piteously. "And you can't call
me that; for some one I love dearly has
that name for me."
"You said it when out of your head,"
said Doctor John, calmly. "Now go to
sleep."
"Hut I've got lots of things I must
attend to about him," looking at the
baby curiously. "You see, having him
makes me different. I feel I must do
Lliingh for him I don't want to tell."
"To-night will do."
"I might die."
"You are not In the slightest dan
ger, nor is the boy; and, though you
have had your own way a long time—
possibly too long you must mind
now."
She obediently closed her eyes, and
in the late afternoon when Dr. John
returned greeted him with a radiant
smile.
"I'm quite sure I am going to die,"
•he said, happily, "and you don't know
how glad I am. I feel so good and sen
sible, I know I can't live long. Now I
want you to write out legally all about
the child and me, how I came here. His
name is to be Francois—French for
Francis, you know -de Itestaud, after
his grandfather, who Is a general in
France. His father's name is Henri (le
Itestaud. My name, which is funny, Is
Minerva I'atten do Itestaud, and my
old aunt, Hannah Patten,in Nc\voastl<V
Me., liaM my marriage certificate and
all my other papers. She took them
away when she visited me up In tuO
valley of the Troublesome. Sho was
afraid my husband might, take theoj
from me and say we were not married If
ho wanted to go back to his people in
Paris. I never wanted to see any of
them; one member of the family was
enough" (with a ghost of a smile); "but
the iiaby has made inn see things dif
ferently. The family are very rich, and
there Is only one heir, Henri's older
brother's son. Henri said lie was sick
ly, his mother's family being consump
tive. That little baby may grow up a
man, und he would hate me l>ecause I
had not looked after his Interests. Of
course It will seem strange to |ieoplein
France that I was here without auy
body, and that is why I want you and
tho Macons to witness a legal paper
telling all about It."
"I have half a miad Uinrnd to Denver
for a lawyer," said 1 >r. John. "If tin
little boy's claims should ever be dis
puted —and they might, you know it
would be bent to have everything right.
Besides, tin- French people are great
for documentary evidence, certificates
of birtli and audi things."
"I suppose you had better," she
sighed, lying back on Jier pillow, "but
I hate any more people to know. I've
had such a peaceful time. 1 am
sorry to have to go back to quarrel
ing-."
"Mrs. Minny, before yoti go to sleep
I will tell yon something, but you must
not ask a question. for yon have talked
enougk. 1 know all about you. I was
Craig Oliver's guest last fall, and I have
seen and talked to your Aunt Hannah;
so you need not think me a stranger,
but an old friend eager to serve you."
She caught his hand with her frail
little one and turned her face away
without speaking. He sat by her un
til she slept, and he felt, as Oliver had
done, that she was a woman child, not
THK DOCTOR POIHTED TO TUB lIOVSE.
a woman, and doubly dear by that
clinging helplessness.
A week had Mrs. Minny been sick at
the switchman's house when Dr. John
telegraphed to Oliver to send a lawyer
to the fetation. He also added: "If
Hannah l'atten is in Denver, send her
alonr." He had telegraphed to New
castle and found she was not there.
When by special order the train
stopped at the lonely brown house, Dr.
John was on the watch. He went daily
to the track for papers, having estab
lished communication with different
conductors. He had received no an
swer to his message sent the day be
fore, and he surmised that Oliver, with
his usual attention to business, had
sent a lawyer directly the message was
received. The station was only a night
ttnd a part of a day's ride from Denver.
To his surprise and dismay, Oliver him
self stepped down from the train,
turned and assisted a tall lady to de
scend, a lady much burdened with par
cels and carrying a large basket.
There was no chance to speak until
the train hail gone; then Miss Patten
said, calmly:
"Where is she?"
The doctor pointed to the house. "I
must tell her first," he said in a whis
per; "she is still very weak, and the
surprise might upset her. Where did
you come from?"
"Bosting. I've traced her, but went
on to Denver instid, an' was In Mr.
Oliver's oflice when the telegram
Come. Him being a lawyer, I per
suaded him to come too."
While she spoke the basket in her
hand tilted up and down, and a myste
rious whine came out of it. Mrs.
Minny, wide awake, was being enter
tained by the white-headed trio; they
were discussing whether they would
rather have a baby or a dog to play
with; they decided in favor of the lat
ter, for they never had a canine friend,
while there was a new baby every year
or HO; in fact, the oldest girl had a care
worn look on account of her duties as
nurse. In the door of the house ap
peared a white-headed child, who
called out, shrilly:
"Lady wants to know what's squeak
ing out here."
"Says she's going to get up and see.
if Dr. A-corns don't come and tell her,'
shrieked a second white-head.
Miss l'atten opened the basket, and
a fluffy mass of disapproval bounced
out, spun around, and made a vicious
dash at Miss Patten's ankles, while
she stood a statue of patient endur
ance.
"I'm used to it. He hates the basket,"
•ho said, shaking lilin off. "I can't
blame hiin, for I've fetched him clear
from Booting."
"Says she just known it's her dorg,"
yelled the third white-head; and the
doctor, with various inane cajolements,
coaxed the dog to the house. Luckily
Mrs. Macon removed the infunt, for,
with a wild hurk, Bkye leaped on the
bed, kissed ills mistress' wan face,
her iianiis, uttering joyful little harks,
and then, remembering old days, curled
himself in a little round heap at her
MIIK 'HNEI.T DOWH AND OATHEHKI) HOTU
TO IfKK BIUCAST.
feet, looking at her with affectionate
eyes.
"Put the hah.v down and see if he'll
growl," commanded Mrs. Minny.
"You heartless thing!" scolded Dr.
John.
Mrs. Macon gingerly tlie baby ou
the bed. Skye sat up, all interest and
amazement, then with depressed de
meanor slunk to his feet and scuttled
over the side of the bed out of the
room. How Mrs. Minny laughed! Miss
Patten heard her.
"It's many long days since I could
laugh," she said, grimly.
"She is only a child," said Oliver. He
wished lie had not come; ho should have
sent his clerk.
"Is Aunt Hannah out there?" uaked
Minny, softly.
"Yes. Site brought the dog."
"Is she very, very angry with me?"
plteously. "I did notwantto be caught
and made to go hotne. I waul, to tell
her, though, if she worried how BOrry
am."
"Hhe can come if you will bo quiet
and let her do the talking," cautioned
l)r. John.
"I'll be good," she answered, eagerly.
"Yon know I doevcrything you tell me
to. What will she think of him?"—
with u look of pride at the red-faced
bundle. "After that she can never
call me frivolous again. Why, sno's
quite a young thing In experience be
side me. Wasn't she good to bring my
dog?"
Aunt Hannah meant to be severe and
cold, perhaps to speak her mind a lit
tle; she hnd not forgiveu the long, i
anxious months; hut the sight of tlic
girl lying there white and frail, the
baby in her arms, softened the stern
old face, and with a sob she knelt down
and gathered both to her breast.
| TO MB CONTINt:*n.J
— J
Thinn <ilrU.
Amy since I refused Jack jsmitively
he culls of toner than he did before.
Muud I suppose ho thinks It snf«r
now.—Town Topic.
[lost (to guest at turkey dinner) — 1
Would you like to do the carving, Mr.
lfitzsiutmons?
Mr. F.—jJoi think*. I've juat Jolnod i
tin it J.
No. 36
SEPARATING CREAM.
Cold Water Will Haiun the ProceM ul
s»vc Labor ud EiptiM.
Butter made from cream in sub
merged cans has not that delicacy of
flavor of butter from cream raised in
open cans, and is readily detected by a
critical observer. A method is fast
coming into use which is simple, in
expensive. a saving of ice and labor,
preserves the quality of the open cati
and saves time almost as well as the
mechanical separator, without the ex
pense.
The milk, warm from the cow, ip
strained into a can till it is half full;
then fill the can with cold water,
which aerates milk, and immediately
reduces its temperature to about 70 dft
grees F., even in the warmest pi
weather. All the cream will rise to
the surface in less than three hours.
The combined milk and water is
drawn by a faucet from the bottom oj
the can till the cream appears, which
is then drawn into a separate vessel.
*\s the cream is separated in less than
three hours, the can or cans used for
the morning's milk are ready to be
used for the night's milk; all that need
go into the house is the sweet cream,
thus lightening the labor there. The
diluted skim milk is fed to the pigs, the
costly butter fat extracted from it be
ing replaced by the cheaper fat of
cornmeal, in such proportions as are
needed to feed to growing or fattening
stock.
No time Is lost, no labor required,
j nor expensive machinery to keep id
1 repair when using the dilution process.
As Boon as the milk is mixed with
| water the separation goes on natural
j ly, while the farmer is attending to
i other duties. This quick, inexpensive
j process, requiring no ice even In the
: warmest weather, enables the farmer
to convert his cream into butter at
home without the expense of carrying
or having it carried to a creamery. I\
also enables those farmers who %re
supplying the large markets to malll*
tain a fair price for milk. They ca&
manufacture it into butter fof a tims
and reduce the quantity of the mlllf
sent to market till it will command i
fair price. The farmers can control
the price of milk if they wish, instead
of the contractors dictating what they
ehall take. Any improvement in
dairying that will cheapen the Cost Of
production will run up the profit, the
same as an increase in the selling
price. Good pastures are an essentlfli
element in profitable dairying. With
out manure no good farming is pos
sible. Andrew H. Ward, in Ohl*
Farmer.
ENSILAGE FODDER RAOK.
A Device Which tarn Much LaMf ud
Lots of Annoyance.
Although the growing of a good
crop of grain as well as fodder ana al
lowing it to ripen for ensilage gives OA
much better ensilage than the old plan
of growing fodder only and cutting
and canning it green, it does not 1A
the least aid us in the solution of the
problem of transporting our ensilage
material from the field to the cutter.
The long stalks with large, heavy ears
are very difficult to handle. Many de
vices have been gotten up to aid in
handling this fodder, and one of the
best which we have seen is a low-down
wngon described in the Ohio Farmer
by F. P. Stump, of the Ohio state uni
versity farm, as follows:
The plan is to fit an ordinary farm
wagon with a rack low enough to al
low one man alone to load, convenient
ly, a fair load. It requires for ma
terial two pieces of pine 6xo inches by,
16 feet, one piece of oak 8x6x12 inchet,
lour pieces of pine SxOxlS inches.
HAnVKSimo ENSILAGF M APE EASY.
About 60 or 00 feet of inch lumber and
four good, strong standards, of oak
preferably; then four bolts
inches; one 1 K-inch Jointed kingbolt
with two iron keys, one iron, platji
4xBH inches, four iron plates eacft
Bxl Inches, eight standard bands
—four large, four small—with two
small bolts for each. Then i
long chain completes the outfit,
though the chain is not esaentlaL
The front bolster, rear hounds and
ooupling pole or reaoh must bo re
moved from the wagon and the racK
bolted under the rear axlss and im
pended under the $-ont axle at shawi
In the cut. We find this rack OQp
venlent for many other usoe on thd
farm. It comes in very useful #h«"6
one stocks his oorn and draws it to
barn to husk, or in drawing the
to the barn after husklngin the nela.
DAIRY SUGGESTIONS.
Cows SHOULP by no means be hur
ried over their calving. It 14 a »'»-
taken idea to take them away from
their stalls at this perioa. After til#
calf is born give tha cow abont twd
quarts of cold water. Linaaad and
flour gruel for a few days will befoufiq
to be a good diet, strengthening tnS
cow and promoting ths flow of oillk.
Ir it be deemed advisable durinff
the time when cows are dry for calf
tng to feed them on an inferior quali
ty of hay—and this Is practloed by the
bost of farmers—a handy method oj|
improving tho hay is to scattef ft
handful ?f corn meal over It in the
mangers before the cows. It will al*o
pay to treat rood liay in this manner.
Foil the first two or three weeltp
young calves destined for dairy ooWs
can profitably be allowed all the ijetv
milk they want; after this period they
may be fed on skim milk, whioh, how
ever, should by all means be improved
by ground linseed, or similar prepara
tions, with ground wheat or oatmsftl
added. These additions to the slftm
milk should be boiled or steamed, ftQd
Hot given raw to the calves, belaff ip
the former condition more easily di
gested.—Farmers Voice.
Maria—l tell yer yer are false! Falsa
to the pnarrcr of yer )i art' I've trusted
£ou blindly, fondly, uhtJl the present
lomcnt, and now I loath and despise
far I
Elourotte Ueavou give me power to
restrain mjtelf or rlllcnoclc tne necW
fcft herf—Lue.
Would In* Altofrstiier ¥OO Raff.
Cholly confeM an—aU yon
girls don't oare a snap—for anybody
except a man. .
Miss Caustique (significantly}—-Oh. I
would never l>o ' ngallant enough Mf
say so to you. -<hliiu.gv Ueoorn.
So r»ttfiTs#f
Little Miss Frecklea—-Mrs. HtuQkuptf
has got a big round glass and it * f tills
of gold-fish.
Little Miss I'll Ve«