Butler citizen. (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, November 24, 1904, Image 1

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[j Stock Neady^ Complete |
M The Largest, Best and Cheapest Line of M
H Furniture and Carpets 0
rl We have Ever Shown You. M
W t Carpets and Rugs—all kinds —at lowest prices.
k Bed Room Suits from $25.00 to $150.00. VA
f < Combination and Library Cases $7.00 to $40.00.
k Music Cabinets and Writing Desks —any finish — VA
7 $8 to S3O. kl
v * Couches —velour or leather —steel construction — VA
f sl3 to S6O. LI
% Parlor Suits—Davenports and odd pieces—from VA
\ $5 to SBS. VI
I Buffets —Sideboards—latest designs—from $lB J
to SBS. -
, Chiffoniers and Odd Dressers —oak, mahogany J
, and bird's eye maple—s7.oo and up. n
> Special line of Mirrors and Pictures at very low J
, prices.
( One hundred different patterns in Rockers of all A
; kinds —at prices you cannot dispute. >1
k We are showing a large line of Round and Square J
rJ Extension Tables—and Diners to match. It will pay
you to see us before buying. A
WA We will show the largest line of medium-priced
fancy Parlor Stands and Library Tables this store fJj
A has ever carried —dainty and inexpensive Xmas
A Ask for what you don't see. We can furnish your k j
house from attic to basement. VA
A DON'T wait for DISCOUNTS later. It's a mis-
J take. Come, make your selections and get our best rA
A prices NOW! We are Ready-to-Sell. LI
A There Are No Installment M
| Prices Asked at This Store,
I BROWN &• CO. t|
, No. 135 North Main St., Butler.
Me*** Mviexxxxjwvxlrwx
I Stylish Furs at Low Prices. &
Last Season we did an immense business £
and Sold Out Our Entire Stock.
TbU season we show a complete new stock of fine furs.madeupin the Uk
latest *tyle*. The quality of skins and of workmanship are the very beat
and onr price# are exceptionally low. J0
Beaver, Bear, Fox. Marten. Mink, Sable, Squirrel and other fara are
ahown in all this season* chape* 0
Cluster Scarfs at $1 00, $1 50, ffi 00 np.
Beaver Scarfs, Special, at #4 00. flr
American 8 tone Marten, Special, at s!i.oo. \
American Sable, Special, at $5.00, P
Marten. *5.00, fQ.OO. |8 00, $13.00
Fox, |B.OO, $12.00, $10.50 up. «
Kid and Fabric Gloves. S
The "Josephine" fa without exception the very beat Kid Glove ever S
retailed for SIOO, black and all the new abadea of brown, mode, tan. OT
caa tor and gray. Great value at SI.OO.
Splendid Caabmere Gloves. ailk lined, black, browns and grays W
Can't be beat at 50c. Flseced Caabmere Gloves, extra good at 25c. Ok
Pine Linens. g
We have received a large ahipment of fine linens for Holiday trade, m)
The lot constats of fine table linens, napkins, pattern cloths with napkins \
to match, tine towels, beautiful Mexican drawn work, hemstitched and V
embroided doylies, squares and scarfs. On sale now at special low prices, f
L. Stein & Son, |
I $75 to $l5O 1
■ For Fifteen Minutes Timel
I Pretty high wages, Eh? That's what people are B
I making who take abvantage of ■
■ Price Sacrifice Piano Sale!
I On account of cleaning out my store in order V
■ to get it finished for Christmas trade. It will sell Kj
I Pianos at factory prices, and many less. I will ■
■ quote you a few of the bargains I have for you: E
I Upright Piano, fully warranted, retail price, $275.00. ■
■ Sale Price $lB5 00 B
I Upright Piano, fully warranted, retail price, $375.00. H
I Sale Price 5225.00 H
■ Upright Piano, fully warranted, retail price, $575,90. H
H This piano has been used, but is a bargain, $250 H
■ Squre pianos from $25.00 to $125. Organs from I
■ SIO.OO up. 10 per cent, for cash. 9
■ There are 24 of these Pianos to select from —new I
I and used—so you certainly ought to make a selec- I
H tion. Bring this advertisement with you. ■
I 317 South Main. Open Evenings, H
Merchant Tailor.
Fall and Winter Suitings
142 North Main St.
Special Sale to Make Room for Holiday Goods.
From Friday, Nov. 25th to Saturday Evening, Dec 3rd.
, Bargains in Every Department.
i !
1 Our store is loaded to the guards with the largest
stock of new goods we have ever bought, and as our
Holiday Goods are arriving, we must make room to
! display them. We have cut prices on our goods that
will lessen the load promptly. We must have the room.
You need every article we offer.
Tnis sale just before Christmas will be appreciated.
\"I Send in Your Mail Orders.
The Great Sacrifice Sale
of Clothing, Men's and Boys' Furnishing Goods, Hats and
Caps is still going on.
Otfing to the dissolution of the firm of Schaul & Nast, prices
on all goods in the store have been slashed regardless of cost.
The following are a few of the many bargains v/e have to offer you:
Men's fine ail wool, black and blue, Kersey SCR Qft
Overcoats, regular price sls, sale price s/vJ'vO
Men's Oxford, black, very dressy, Overcoats, SC/1. A ft
regular price $lO and sl2, sale price ■ . iO
Men's very fine English Rain Gnats, *£lfl
regular price S2O, sale price H7|VJ.£\J
Men's fine Hodgmans Alexombrice Rain and Qft
Storm Overcoats, regular price $lB, sale price
Men's heavy Rain and Storm Overcoats, <j£ E OC
regular price $9 and $lO, sale price <\J
118 pair of Men's and Boys' heavy Cassimere Qftp
Pants, reguiar price $2, sale pries C/Ol»
389 pair Boys' Knee Pants (all wool) sizes 3 QQr
to 16, regular price 75c, sale price
All we ask is for the reader of this advertisement to stop
in the store and be convinced that we make good all we ad
vertise. No trouble to show goods.
137 South Main Street. . • - *• * Butler, Pa.
* Jewelry, Silverware.
•?« Now is the Time to select Holiday Goods,
| Cleeland's Jewelry Store |
fand look over a very fine stock of Watches, Solid
Silverware, Hand Painted and Imported China, Gold .iff
Jewelry, finest plated ware and many other new and jg
$ up to date goods suitable for a nice wedding or
3; Christmas gift. 1%
!p 125 South Main street, - - - Butler, Pa. -si
| Fall and Winter Millinery. |
! li i »«
Arrival of a large line of Street Hats, Tailor-made
1 l'- and ready-to-wear Hats. All the new ideas and jili
J designs in Millinery Novelties. Trimmed and Un- -jji
j H trimmed Hats for Ladies, Misses and Children. All
l| the new things in Wings, Pom-pons; Feathers,
Ostrich Goods, etc, etc.
1 Rockensteln's %
•i >• •< i*
t ? . 11
Emporium, nf
H2B South Mnin Street, - .... Butler, Pa.
c Are You Thinking S
i Of Buying Clothing? /
y before long, we would «ay come in and examine #
/ . our ntock, we can allow you idt)M in clothin« S
you have never »aw before, and don't forget that I
r there are two tbiugH to remember. The one in /
!that the DOUTHETT & GRAHAM label on a /
garment iu guarantee of natiNfaction. and the >
other in that quality and [irice conaidered there V
in no Ijetter clothing sold anywhere. T
Douthett & Graham. |
See Wir|di)w Display. (
Hair Falling Out?
iwl Cures Dandruff, Itching of the .Scalp, Splitting
/ Ai \V\ un(J 1 Out of the Malr and all scalp dlaeatea.
SrSmKm i ) Craflon, I'M , July 22, iwx.
JWHSBPV® Cuinalewi Mff. Co.,
)/\. m 4- 1 *r«at pl«iMiire lu recoiiimendtOtf
/ (i\ \ / HHAMF«K> I WM trouhltMl for over
I m vTV oul " r t*alr and dandruff, aud lu
V _V W-'j }r\7H uijr cmh ilieyeifwtud • pertua«M»iit cure. j
\ I YuursrMpftrtfully, A JJ, WAI.KKU. !
CUMAI.fiNA HAIW TONIC to )>e ha't at all lii.-.l <.lau
and barber*. Boc and Si.on liottlcs. Our gimruuirc jjoea with every tattle.
Drj inp preparations simply devel
op dry catarrh; they dry up the secretions,
which adhere to the membrane and decom
pose, causing a far ia "■ ) serious trouble than
the ordinary form of catarrh. Avoid all dry •
ing inhalants, fumes, smokes and snulis
I and use that which cleanses, soothes and
! heals. Ely's Cream Balm is such a remedy
| and will cure catarrh or cold in the head
easily and pleasantly. A trial size will bo
| mailed for 10 cents." Ail druggists sell the
50c. size. Ely Brothers 56 Warren St., N.Y.
The Balm cures without pain, does not
irritate or cause sneezing. It spreads itself
over an irritated and angry surface, reliev
ing immediately the painful inflammation.
With Ely's Cream Balm you are armed
against Nasal Catarrh and Hay Fever.
121 East Cunningham Street.
Office Honrs. 11 to 12 a. in., 3 to 5 and
7 to 0 p. in.
Consultation and examination free. .
Office hours—o to 12 A M.. 2 to
M., daily except Sunday Evening
Office—Stein Block, Rooms 9-10, But
ler, Pa. People's Pbone 478.
Rooms 0 and 7, Hughes Build'ng,
South Main St.
Chronic diseases of genito urinary
organs aud rectum treated by tbe n:08
approved methods.
Women's diseases a specialty. Con
sultatian and examination free.
Office Hours, 9 to 12 m., a to 3 p. m
People's Phone 573.
1/6 S. Main strett, Bi<t tr, Fa
At *127 N. Main St.
• U>6 West Liiamoiid,
Dr. Graham's former offce.
Special attention j> 1 ve». to tiye, No-e
and Throat People's Phone 274.
too Wefct C" nninjjbam St.
Graduate of Dental Department,
University of I'ennsylvania.
Office -215 S. Main Street, Butler, Pa.
Formerly of Butler,
Has located opposite Lowry Houue,
Main St-, Butler, Pa. The finest, work
a specialty. Expert painless extractor
of teeth by his new method, no medi
cine used or jabbing a needle into tbe
gums; also gas aud ether used. Com
munications by mail receive prompt at
Office over Leighner'n Jewelry store,
Butler, Pa
Peoples Telephone 505.
A specialty mad« of fillings, gold
crown anil bridge work.
12Ji South Main street, (ov Metzer's
shoe store.)
Office in Butler County National Bank
Building, 2nd floor.
Successor to Dr. Johnston.
Office at No 114 a. Jcflerson St., over
G. W. Miller's grocery
Offico in Butler Connty National
Bank building.
Office at No, 8. We*t Diamond Bt, But
ler. Pa,
Office in Butler Connty Natiouil
Bank building.
Office on Diamond, Butler, Pa.
S)iecial attention given to collection*
and business matters.
Otlice in Reiber building, cornet Main
ami K. Cunningham Sts. Entrance on
Main street.
Office on Main St. near Court llousi
nlf. GOU2HER,
Office in Wise building
Office In the Ncgley Building, West
Office on South side of Diamond,
Butler, Pa.
Office near Court House.
Office with Herktner, next door to P. O
Mines anil Land. County Surveyor.
R. F I). 4'J. West Hunbury, Pa.
jc. F. T. Papej
. S "Tk-. .
/ 121 E. Jefferson Street. /
?IK M\
And Daisies
"By K.ate M. Cleary
Co}>vri(jht, bu Kate M. Clearu
Jocelyn glanced at the tiny clock on
her dresser.
"Seven teu!" she said. "I'll have
time to answer that letter after I get
the dishes washed!"
Her task was accomplished with
brisk dexterity. To be sure, there were
not many dishes to be washed—one
cup, one saucer, one spoon, one plate,
one knife, one fork.
"Quite an old maid's outfit!" she said,
with a little grimace as she rinsed out
the diminutive teapot aud set it ou the
shelf with the china. "No\> to tell
Ned, dear old Ned, that—that—oh, how
would a girl in a story refuse to marry
a man that was quite the best fellow
she knew, only—only"—
She read Edward Ford's letter
through again, as though seekiug some
suggestion as to the most delicate and
decisive manner in which she could de
cline his proposal.
It was a charming letter—simple,
manly and straightforward. He loved
her—he had always loved her. She
must know that. There never had been
another girl for him. There never could
or would be while life lasted, whether
she made him happy or bade him
wait or—or eveu should she answer
po. He had wanted to speak when she
cauie up to work In the city, but had
not felt free to do so, having others de
pendent upon hint. But now that his
dear mother's sufferings were ended
and that his sister bad married and
possessed a home of her own he was
able to follow the dictates of his heart.
The old place needed a mistress. It
was very beautiful Just then, he added.
The syringa hedge was white with
blossom. You couldn't see the road
for the clematis and seven sisters rose
across the porch.
The girl, sitting at the window of
the lodging house, looked out at the
dirty Nottingham lace curtains of the
lodging house across the street and
then afar over a wilderness of irregu
lar brick walls and smoking chimneys
with eyes grown suddenly wistful.
How she hated it all! Even if she
could keep this fresh and dainty—this
tiny room she called her own!
Maplewild! The big, comfortable
country house, set back in rich orchard
lands! She used to laugh at the quaint,
prim, low ceiled rooms, with their air
uf rigid order, of sedateness. Now
•he fancied them as a sweet, cool
refuge. If there were only some fresh
Swisses and silkollne draperies around,
aud magazines aud a lot of light, cre
tonne pillows, wliut an ideal home it
would !*•! She would do the dlulng
room In yellow, as It was on the north
side of the house, and—
The clanging gong uf a tire engine
passing in tho street below startled
her from her dream. She straightened
up with a little Jerk and glanced
around the shabby little room, with
the crude paper, the aggressive carpet,
the cheap pine furniture, aud her
trunk in the corner. It was here she
was going to remain—here. She hud
no intention of (parrying Ned Ford.
$0 tilie hastily dipped her pen iu the
Ink bottle on the window sill, steadied
her portfolio on lier knee and begun
to write:
Dear Ned— l havo your letter, nnd I'm
•orry. sorry, so sorry you wrote It! Not
that I don't want you to be fond of me.
I do. It sectna sometimes as If I'm mil
lions of miles uwuy front every ono who
ever cared a pin for me. Uut it isn't any
use your loving me—that way. Don't
tliitilt titer*'* any one else. There Isn't.
Two men have asked me the same ques
tion since I've been earning my living In
town. Hut I couldn't care for either thu
tiniest bit. And I do care for you—only,
not In tho way I ought to if—
She shot u look at the little clock-
Jumped to her feet.
"Seven ten, still}"
S|if grabbed her hat, hastily put It
ou, adjusted her veil with a glance at
the pretty, pale face that looked back
at her from the glass with quite a
frightened expression, and caught up
her gloves.
"Mercy! I must have forgotten to
wind the clock. I wus so tired last
night. I'll be late us sure as fute!"
The cars were crowded, and she had
to stand all the way to the Store. She
WHS |at« and was uot ouly docked, but
received a reprimand from the head of
the department. There was u conven
tion of some sort lu town, and the great
establishment was thronged with sight
beers nnd shoppers. The heat of the
day Increased, and what with the close,
sultry warmth, the worry over the
episode of the morning and the inces
sant demands upon her attention a
splitting headache began to torture the
girl. She found It hard to retain her
usual calm courtesy of manner when
a fashionably dressed woman upon
whom she had been waiting announc
ed loudly and with a suspicious glance
In her direction that she had mlHßed
her pocket book,
"I bad it u moment ago. I Just laid
It down here!" she explained to the
floorwalker who had hurried up. "This
young lady was waiting on me!"
"It may have been tukeu to the lost
aud found department. If you will
come with me, madam."
She niluctanlly accompanied him.
And when n few minutes later she re
passed the counter carrying her re
claimed property the look she sent
Jocelyn Duane was as vindictive as
though she still hurbored doubt of her
"Pleasant 11 ft*, this!" the girl mur
mured. Being Independent was not all
it was cracked up to be she was l«
tiding wiieu a geutlo voice spoke,
"Gloves ~fl%!"
"Yes, muduui! What shude do you
"Goodness," cried the new customer,
"If It isn't Jocelyn Duaue!"
A pluuip little woman, holding a
plump little baby, sat beside the coun
ter. The wholesome tan of the coun
try wus on her cheek, and the Joy of
living shone in her soft brown eyes.
"Why, Mary Andrew*!" Jocelyn
greeted her gladly. "It does seem good
to see any ono from Muplewili)! I
heard you were married soon after I
left. And this Is your child? W hat a
"Isn't lie!" said the mother proudly.
"John thinks then- never was such 11
boy. He came up to the convention,
and of course we had to come along.
You look awfully stylish, Jocelyn
and pretty. You're prettier Uiuu tiver.
But my, you're ihlul"
"How is uvery one lit Miiplewild?"
Jocelyn askel hustlly, busying herself
With the glo< es.
"Blooming all that are left. We've
had Miiue deaths, you know, I'oor
Mrs. I '«.i«l I" gone. Tlicy do say that
Ellie Moore would willingly l.e nils
trw< of Ned ~ line old ho i te now"
"Ellie Moore!" repeated Jocelyn.
She flushed hotly. There was a queer
ache in her throat What right had
Ellie Moore—or any other girl—
"She's a rich girl—and not bad look
ing! Tan, please! How queer it seems
to be buying gloves from you! Yes.
those will do. I must burr}"- This
young man is getting impatient. I
suppose you'll never condescend to
come to Maplewild again. Jocelyn?"
Jooelyn laughed ia a sudden, breath
less, happy fashion.
"Perhaps I shall!" she said.
When she opened the door of her
ugly little room that evening a miracle
of loveliness met her gaze. In tbe
pitcher on the window sill was an
immense bunch of daisies and butter
cups—a blaze of snow and gold.
"A splendid looking young gentleman
brought them," the maid said when
questioned. "He said I was to put
them in water in your room. And he
left a card with writing on."
Jocelyu's tired face glowed as she
read the penciled lines:
I couldn't bear to read your answer. I
followed my lett«r In person. Will call
at 8 this evening.
Jocelyn went to her portfolio, took
out a half written sheet of note paper
and tore it luto minute pieces. Then
she knelt down by the window and
laid her hot cheek against the cool
velvet of the flowers. And all the dull,
monotonous, dreary present fell away
from her. She was not an independent
young working woman. She was a
happy girl agaia among the fields at
home —loved, admired, protected.
Such magic had they wrought 1
And when she dressed herself in her
prettiest gown of blue and silver it
was a girl with starry eyes and rose
red cheeks who smiled proudly back at
her from the mirror.
"Ellie Moore," she said—"Ellie
Moore, indeed! The very idea!"
She looked so radiant and so lofty
when she swept into the parlor that
the stalwart young fellow striding
across the room to meet her felt his
heart siuk.
"Joce*yn," he said, "I've come for
my answer,"
She smiled tenderly and touched the
blooms thrust In her belt.
"Oh, Jocelyn!*' he whispered, his
eyes kindling. "Oh. Jocelyn—dearest!"
The Worat Wind of the World.
"What is tbe worst wind of the
world?" said tbe captain of u trading
ship that pokes her nose in almost
every spot of the world during her
curious wanderings. "Well, I'll tell
you first of other winds, so as to lead
up to it artistically. I've been through
a Kamchatka, which is what they
call the storms of that country, and
I've seen It blow drifts fifty feet high
In an hour. I put In three days In a
typhoon, which Is the great-grand
father of all tbe hurrlcaues. It blew
every sail out of the bolt ropes and
swept the deck BO clean that it looked
as if it had been scraped. Down in
St. Vincent, iu the West Indies, I lay
on the beach during a West Indian
hurricane, the black storm that sweeps
over the Caribbean, and I bad to dig
my hands Into the earth to hold tight.
"But worse than all these is the wind
that they call the woolly, or the willy,
or the willy willy, according to locality.
You got It at its best in the strait of
Magellan, but a great part of the coun
try around the southern end of the
south temperate regions enjoys its
blessings."—New York Press.
Couldn't Find It.
A young man having evolved what
he considered a good Joke forwarded
it to a comic paper, but received no
answer. Desirous of ascertaining the
fate of his contribution he sent the
editor the following letter:
Blr-I have carefully read your paper
for the lust month, but fall to And any
trace of the Joke I sent you on th*i Oth
In due course he received this reply:
Sir—ln reply to your letter, I deeply
sympathize with you, for, since I received
your MS. on the sth ult. I have carefully
read It several Umes, but up to date I.
too, have failed to And any trace of the
Joke referred to,
Heeehcr and the Medium.
While in England Henry Ward
Beecher was entertained by n gentle
man who believed lu spiritualism aud
WH* himself a medium. One day he
usked If Beecher would like to talk
with the spirit of his father, Dr. Ly
man Beecher. Mr. Beecher replied that
It would please him Immensely. After
the seance was over he was asked how
it had impressed him, at which, with a
twinkle lu his eye, Beecher responded,
"All I hare to say Is thnt if I deterio
rate HS fast for the first ten years after
I am dead as my father bus I shall be
a stark naked fool."
Origin of Testa.
The custom of taking a text us the
basis of a sermon originated with Ezra,
who, accompanied by several Invites
in a public congregation of men nnd
women, ascended a pulpit, opened tbe
boon of tho law and, after a prayer,
"read in the book in the law of God
distinctly aud gave the sense and cuus
ed them to uuderstand the reudlng."
Previous to the time of Esra tbe
patriurchs delivered lu public assem
blies either prophecies or moral Instruc
tions, and it was not until the return
of the Jews from the Babylonish cap
tivity, during which they had almost
lost tbe language lu which tho Penta
teuch was written, that It became nec
essary to explain as well as to read the
Scriptures to them.
Klonsrnted Pnlatea,
It ip not un uncommon thlug to suf
fer for an elongated palate, which
causes great discomfort in various
ways, it is inllumed by cold and then
aggravates a persistent cough. It
brings a sense of oppression In one's
breathing, and It Is sure to make Itself
felt In long continued talking. Doctors
are generally loath to touch It. Per
haps the most quickly efficacious treat
ment recommended by thom is gar
gling witli alum water Just before
brushtug tho teeth. This bus beeu
known to work a radical bettering of
tbe distress.—Pearson'*.
Kffrriual Way.
"I thought Kmcurglu was a friend of
"He was until lately. I had to drop
hlui. He was always wautlng to bor
row money."
"Refused him sharply, did you?"
"No; I lent him some." Chicago
Juat it Utile Favor.
Mrs. Nodd The cook refuses to get
tip earlier than 7. Todd Ask her If
she won't do It for a couple of days
UUtll I can rearrange my business.—
Brooklyn Life.
WI111» Worried lllni,
She But, pa, he says he can't live
without uie. Pa—But the question Is
whether he can live without me. New
York Press
Many a girl makes a blunder lu not
taking a 11 ini> al Ids word when he
sais, "1 am uot worthy of your love."
For SaKje of |
CbpvrifM, 190k, by Olho B. Stgna I
"Mrs. Gray," whispered Alec Bruce,
"where is Peace?"^
"In the studio."
'Where are the other girls?"
"They are all out somewhere. Kara
"Never mind. Just »o they are not in
the house. Mrs. Gray, If you have any
mercy in your makeup keep everybody
away from that studio for Just one
half hour. I've waited two years for
this chance."
He hurried noiselessly up the stairs
to the top floor of the Octagon, home
of bachelor maids. The studio door
was open, and Peace sat by the easel
facing an unfinished painting of "Evan
"I'eace be unto this house," was his
salutation as he salaamed oriental
fashion, "and to me, Peace!"
She feigned absorption in her work.
"Must I remove my shoes?" still
waiting at the door, holding a rose in
bis outstretched hand.
"Come you from Persia?' she que
ried, smiling.
"Surely, fair lady, and the rose—'tis
the Persian rose of beauty and of love
—to you a peace offering."
"I suppose you may come In,"
grudgingly. "I really want the rose."
" 'Tin yours, gentle maiden, likewise
the heart of the Persian."
"That's not funny," severely.
"Nay, but 'tis truth."
"It's a beautiful morning for a
wulk," in a "no trespassing" tone.
"Oh, delightful!" chilled, but tena
ciously hopeful. "Jack and I have been
out looking at houses."
"How interesting!"
"Tell me truly, Peace, what did you
think the other day when I actually
forced old Jack to show his hand, like
wise his heart?"
"I thought," vaguely, intuitively on
the defensive, "I thought you knew—
what you were about."
"I did," eagerly. "I feared he would
never propose to Edith unless he was
helped, and I was tired of waiting."
"Waiting?" with puzzled interest.
"Yes. You see, I was bound by a sa
cred promise, and 1 was growing des
"I don't understand"—
"It was llko this," pushing the Ro
man sunt nearer the easel and assum
ing a nonchalance he was far from
feeling—"you know, It's two years since
Jack and I began calling here at the
Octagon. Judge Graves introduced us
—sort of vouched for our respectability
—you may remember"—
"I remember," putting fresh colors
on the palette.
"Well, in a few weeks Jack discov
ered that he was In love with Edith. I
knew long before that I was In"—
"Kindly move a little, Mr. Bruce. I
may spatter paint on your clothing,"
coldly polite.
The Itoman seat was moved back a
little—a very little.
"Thank you. I don't often spatter,
but accident, you know"—
"M—m, yes. Well, as I was saying,"
strenuously endeavoring to regain lost
ground, "Jack and I 'fessed to one an
other one night, and Jack was dread
fully gloomy over It," pausing, expect
ing u question.
The artist was Intensely interested in
adjusting with the brush a fold of
Evangeline's gown.
"M—in, over his prospects, I mean.
And when I told him that I was"—
"Please baud me that rng, Mr. Bruce;
no, uot that one, the otly one on the
floor beside your seat. Tliauk you. I
never before bad BO much trouble wltb
"You don't know wbat the word
trouble means, Peace Gray. Now, I'll
go on," firmly. "When I told Jack that
I was lu love he said that waa all right
for me. With my wealth I could pro
poae at once, and I could be married
wlthtu a month If I wanted to, while
be, with bis uncertain future, must
wait an Indefinite time before be could
even let the girl know he cared for
"Well, he ha* now, and I hope they
will be very happy," dismissing the
■ubject with finality.
"Oh, they will," hurriedly, "and I
told Jack—actually made a vow, in
fact—that I'd uever breathe a word
"You kept the secret faithfully, Mr.
Bruce. There, don't you like that dra
pery better?"
—"never breathe a word of my at
tachment," doKKcdly persevering, "un
til he wan in a position to declare hla.
And I've kept faith with Jack and
strict Kuard over myself for two years.
Now," trlumpliuntly, "I am free to
"Do you care to have the croaa In
the picture, Mr. Bruce? Many artlata
show a cross, half concealed In the
shadowy suggestion of trees, Juat back
of the figure of Evangeline. This la
your commission, and any changea"—
"I wish you'd let me finish it," with
apparent surrender.
"Finish the picture? Why, I didn't
know you cou'.i paint."
"I can't, nor draw, but I can flnlab
this picture to suit me. Pence, do you
know she looks like you?"
"Ho the girls say," following hla lead
with evident relief.
"I wish she didn't look so sad."
, "You couldn't expect anything elae.
She cannot find her Gabriel."
"Home Evangeline* won't look at Ga
. *lel when he comes to them," gloom
"I'm curious to know how you would
tnlsli the picture," on guard again.
"Oh, I'd Improve 011 Longfellow. I'd
have (iabrlel come and surprise her
while she Is sitting here. I'd have her
seem glad to see him, aud-and very
glad to hlui, you know. I'd have him
put his arms arouud her mid klsa her—
well, nine times, sure. And then I'd
have tlieni 'marry and live huppy ever
after,' as the old fnshioued fairy tales
always did."
"if I weren't afraid you'd apoll the
picture," temptingly.
"Oh, no, 1 won't; I won't hurt it a
bit," eagerly, a daring thought fasci
nating him with Its possibilities. "You
get Die a big aprou; I mustn't spoil my
lier absence waa brief, but sufflclent
for his purpose. When she returned lie
waved his hand triumphantly toward
the easel.
"There, Evangeline; your Gabriel has
come ami awaits your greeting."
Khe stepped nearer to the picture- a
large, unmounted photograph of Bruce
was placed on the easel close to the
figure of Evangeline. Khe caught It up
quickly, Ignoring the significance of lta
position und of Alec's words.
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"Oh, when did you have this? It la
very good."
lie came nearer, looking at the pho
tograph over her shoulder.
"That's your Gabriel, Evangeline.
You must be good to him, yea know.
Oh, Peace, don't pat me off any longer.
You understand me—l want you for
my wife. Peace. Why, Peace! Peace,
Peace, dearest, don't cry! What is the
matter? What have I said to hurt you
"Oh, Alec, I am so ashamed—so
"Here, sit here. Peace, and teil me all
about it."
"Oh, Alec, I've been terribly Jealous,
and I've thought hateful things about
all the girls—Tlllie first, then Martha
and Kara and Kathleen—oh, I've hated
them all!"
"M—m! This is pretty bad, Peace,
but I'll tell you what I've done. I've
laid plans "—lowering his voice to a
tragical whisper—"deep, dark plana to
do away with every man except Jack
who ever came to the Octagon. I meant
to smother Coleridge under a ton of his
own orchids and press the breath oat
of Judge Graves with a stack of law
books and drown Abe Adams In a
'flood of eloquence,' and as for tflt Im
petuous westerner—l thought It was
you he wanted—l could have torn him
limb from limb! You see, we're dan
gerous—too dangerous to be at large.
We'll have to marry for the aake of
"Not for the sake of Alec?" archly.
"Oh, Peace, for my sake, and. Peace,
a double wedding with Jack and
"That half hour, Alec Brace," called
Mrs. Gray's voice from the hall, "la
greatly overdone, and"—
"Not a bit of it, Auntie Gray. This
half hour is rare. There'll never be an
other like it."
"I thought I'd tell yon the girla are
coming—all four of them"—
"Keep them away, auntie; keep them
away from me. You know their bel
ligerent, quarrelsome dispositions. And
I have determined that at any cost I
must and will have Peace!"
And the chronicles of the Octagon re
cord that he did.
A Good Matured Wife.
An English rustic whose wife was
blessed with a remarkably even tem
per went over the way to a neighbor
one evening and said:
"Neighbor, I Just should like to see
my wife cross for once. I've tried all
I know, and I can't make her cross no
"You can't make your wife cross?"
said his neighbor. "I wish I could make
mine anything else. But you Just do
what I tell you, and if that won't
act nothing will. You bring her in
some night a lot of the crookedest
sticks for the fire you can get—them as
won't lie In no form—and see how she
makes out then."
The pieces of wood were accordingly
brought in, as awkward and crooked
and contrary as could be found. The
man went away early to work and at
noon returned to see the result of his
He was greeted with a smiling face
and the gentle request:
"Tom, do bring me in some more of
those crooked sticks if you can find
them. They do Just fit around the ket
tle so nicely!"
Adntaaoa'i Toaib.
Agamemnon, it has been claimed, la
a glorious myth, but those who have
felt the charm of Homer's matchless
epic telling of his achievements at
Troy will be loath to believe It Let us
keep inviolate our belief in the heroes!
You may see today Agamemnon's
tomb at Mycenae, Greece—Mycenae, to
which he, as king, returned triumphant
from the conquest of Ilium, bringing
with him, as .Sschylus tells In the
greatest of Greek tragedies, the fair
Cassandra. Agamemnon did not die of
old age, covered with honors, for that
was not the popular end of heroes In
those strenuous days. Homer says he
was slain by -SSglothus, lover of his
queen wife, ifischylus tells that Queen
Clytemnestra killed both Agamemnon
and Cassandra.
A Trie Portrait.
The widow was taking her first look
at the bust of her beloved husband.
The clay was still damp. "Pray ex
amine It well, madam," said the
sculptor. "If there is anything wrong
I can alter it."
The widow looked at it with a mix
ture of sorrow and satisfaction.
"It is Just like him," she said, "a
perfect portrait—his large nose—the
sign qf goodness." Here she burst in
to tears. "He was so good! Make the
nose a little larger!"
Oar r«»r BOB*.
The "funny" bone, or "craxy" bone,
as It Is commonly called, la in reality
no bone at all, but a nerve, and lta pe
culiar name, of facetloua origin, Is a
pun on the word "humerus," the cylin
drical bone which runs from the shoul
der to the elbow, the ulnar nerve pass
ing around It.
The nerve Is here superficial and
therefore comparatively unprotected,
so that It may be easily compressed,
and then a blow upon it causes a
atrauge tingling sensation in the course
of lta dlatrlbutlon, which is felt as far
away as the little finger. The humerus
b«s been the occasion of humor In oth
ers, for Locker wittily writes In "An
Old Muff," published about 1740:
H« cannot bo complete in aught
Who Is not humorously pron«.
A man without a marry thought
Can hardly have a funny bone.
A Lifetime's Batlac.
Bclence Hlftlngs tells us that if we
could see the amount of food one would
consume in a lifetime pass before*us
the sight would be quite appalling. If
n man lived seventy years, he would
consume during that time about 100
four pound loaves of bread a year, or
a total of 7,000 substantial loaves. Of
meat he would consume, If he ate all
beef, forty bullocks; of potatoea, an
average of 200 pounds per year. If he
ate only two eggs a week, It would re
quire about 7,000 eggs to feed him dur
ing his lifetime; of tea and coffee on
an average a plut a day, or for a life
time about 8,220 gallons.
Wkat They Didn't Kaon Aboat Air.
Health Journals have been in exist
ence time out of mind. One in particu
lar In its (lay was widoly accepted as
lit authority ou all matters of
An Item which «vv"»refl
In 1*74 wia/i »moug other things that
"ft is safer to sleep in a bad air all
night—that Is, with the windows tight
ly closed -with a temperature over 80
than In a pure air with a temperature
under 40."
Fatherly Coaeloaloa.
Farmer Trefrog—What makes you
think I>anlel Webster wuz a smart
man? Farmer Hoptoad—Waal, I've
been rend In' some of his speeches, an'
they seein to agree purty thoroughly
with Mary Jul..'* graduation essays.— *
Faithfulness In little things fits one
tpr heroism when the great trial* come.
"•Louisa U. Alcott.