Republican news item. (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, October 27, 1898, Image 2

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I see her stand in the twilight there,
Her hand and her temple gray ;
Her furrowed face it is marked with care,
Rough is her garb and thin with the wear
Of the work of the long, long day.
&he turns her face to the distant skies-
It is anxious and drawn with pain—
And slowly she shakes her head and sighs,
Yadly the tears course from her eyes
As she enters her cot again.
Oh, t>e white road stretches across the
And it's here that she comes each day,
For sbe has not heard that her boy was slain,
And she does not know that she looks in
Through the twilight dim and gray.
Mog's "wheel" was not one of those
fascinating lady's bicycles. She did not
spin airily over an asphalt pavement
to park or boulevard. Meg's "wheel"
weighed several hundred pounds. She
rode it out over the Nebraska plains.
Aud, afier all, it wasn't Meg's wheel
anyhow, for it belonged to the North
ern Paeilic railroad aud was made of
iron and painted red, and was a
tricycle instead of a bicycle.
Meg lived ou a ranch, and the near
est village where the trains sometimes
deigned to stop for a panting moment
was called Squaw Creek. Meg owned
a sturdy little broncho pony, which
•he would ride on a swift lope down
the long trail which lay like a
white ribbon over the prairie, and at
the village she would visit at the
"store" where Mr. Smith sold candy
and saddles and flannel shirts and
lariats and many other things. And
then she would rattle her pony's heels,
slipping and scrambling down the
bluff road to the station, where she
would arrive in a cloud of dust and
ttierrilv hail the agent, Frank Graham.
It was here Meg -would ride her
tricycle, which was a railroad"wheel"
and provided by the company for the
agent's use. And though it was |
heavy Meg's strong arms could make
the handlebar fly back aud forth while
the wheel glided swiftly over the .
gleaming rails.
Late one afternoon Meg rode to the
"store" and found some little excite- \
ment over a cattle train that had been j
ditched about two miles below the
BtoMon. The accident was caused by i
apread rails,the men said, and nobody
was hnrt, but it would delaj- the ex-
Srecs, which was due in two hours,
leg rode down to the scene of the
accident where the train men were
busy. It was already growing dark
and they had built great bon tires to j
help them to clear up what they could !
while waiting for the wrecking train.
Frank, the agent, had been to the
wreck on the tricycle aud had raced
back to the little station to wire for the
wrecking engine aud warn the ex
press, as the road wound snake-like
along the broad Missouri river in the
Heavy shadows at the foot of the bluff,
and as it was the"flyer"it could hardly
be signaled safely. It was quite dark
when Meg finally turned her pony's
Hose toward the station and cantered
slowly along to say "how-de-do" to
Frank and get the papers he promised
hor to take home. Also it could not
be long till the "flyer" would be due,
and Meg loved to see the long, bright
train loaded with passengers aud
flashing its gleam of the great world
beyond the plains into her longiug
eyes for a brief moment.
As her pony's heels thudded lazily
along beside the track the station
gradually came into view. And then
Meg's heart leaped oddly in her breast
and her eyes widened. For the sta
tion was in total darkness. Meg's
quirt came down with a swish on her
pony's fbuk, nnd Teddy, amazed and
Indignant, bucked decidedly to ex
press his strong disapproval of such
actions. For he and his young mis-
Jress understood each other and the
quirt was never used except in gentle
"love taps." Meg was not western
raised for nothing, however, and she
detained her place on Teddy's back.
Finally his slender legs stretched out
•nd his nimble heels skimmed the
sage bush and sharp cactus till the
station was reached. Then Meg flung
herself from the saddle with a stifled
cry, for the agent lay face downward
on the dark platform, and the closed
doors a«id black windows of the sta
tion, together with the unlighted
signal lamps, tuld a story that froze
Meg's blood. She rolled Frank over,
but he was unconscious from a blow
im the back of the head, evidently
given by robbers.
"And the flyer must be due!" cried
Meg, in an agony of despair. She
knew nothing of the mechanism of
the signal lamps and to return to the
wreck for help would be hopeless, for
they would be too late.
What was to be done?
Aa Meg moaned aloud Teddy whin
nied uneasily in reply. Sbe looked
at him hopelessly. The flyer some
times stopped at a watering tank up
the track, but there was a bridge to
cross between and Teddy would be
useless. Then her eyes fell on the
tricycle on the main track, where it
had been left when Frank was at
tacked. It was the only chance and
Meg leaped on the machine.
In a moment Teddy and the ns>
conscious agent were alone with the
silent station, while down the track
the "click-click, click-click" of the
railroad wheel grew faster and fainter
in the distance. The only hope was
to reach the water tank before the ex
press left. Meg's white lips parted
with a sob, while her wide eyes
strained before her through the black
ness for that yellow eye of light that
uuf.t surely be due.
"Click-click," went the machine.
' "Waiting!" it seemed to cry, as the
girl's hands tightened convulsively
on the handles. The wheels spun
over the track with a low roar that
again and again,as Meg swung around
the curves, seemed the oncoming roar
of the express. The frightened girl's
mouth seemed filled with ashes, her
lips were dry and stiff and the sharp
particles of sand that swept up into
her face and eyes stung like a storm
of needles. Her back ached and
pained and sharp knives seemed shoot
ing down hor arms and through her
numbed and stiff hands that now
hardly felt the handlebars.
Suddenly the headlight of the ex
press (stunding at the tank) loomed in
the near distance. Frauticially Meg
tried to stop her machine, but the
best she could do was to retard its
progress as it approached the now
blinding glaring of the light. With
a shriek of agony and despair Meg
reeled back in a faint. The helpless
little hands fell from the bar and one
crash swept her into a merciful obliv
But Meg was not killed. When she
opened her eyes her face and hair
were wet where the trainmen had
daslied water over her, and many anx
ious eyes were looking down at her
face. She had been in time, after all,
though the engine was just about to
start from the watering tank as she
dashed into it. The bicycle was a
wreck, and Meg's lelt arm was broken
and her head cut and her body
bruised. But she had saved the train
and was a heroine.Sympathetic women
from the Pullman coaches and from
the tourist cars and weary travelers
from the emigrant cars together
thauked the white-faced girl lyiug on
the ground in the yellow light of the
lanterns. While Meg was convalesc
ing slowly and being mended up gen
erally her little brown-haired mother
hovered around her in an ecstacy of
thankfulness, aud brawny ranchers
rode in miles to see "that gal of Stau
nard's who saved the flyer." Letters
arrived from the president and other
high oflicals of the Northern Pacific
road, containing beautifully printed
pieces of paper bearing very illegibly
written signatures and mysterious
little holes punched through,and Meg
discovered that she was a very im
portant young lady with a bank ac
But, best of all to her, when she
was well she went down daily to the
"store" aud to see Frank Graham,
who was convalescing, too, after a
very long illness, aud she glided
swiftly aud happily on a "lady's
wheel" of latest make.—Chicago
Experience of an American Under Lopez
in a Cuban Prißon.
Colonel B. F. Sawyer, a prominent
Southern journalist and at present the
chief editorial writer of the Rome
(Ga.) Tribune, is one of the oldest
and most picturesque characters iu
the land of Dixie.
When a boy of fifteen or sixteen hia
fiery spirit led him into our war with
Mexico, aud the youngster thorough
ly enjoyed it all the way through.
After returning to his home in Ala
bama the lad didn't feel like settling
down. He was fond of adventure,
and the life of a soldier iu a strange
land suited him exactly.
It was not long before he became
interested iu the cause of free Cuba,
and as one of the periodical insurrec
tions iu that country w as then in prog
ress he joiued the ill-fated expedi
tion of Lopez. The capture aud exe
cution of his chief left the boy and
his comrades iu a bad fix. The few
prisoners who were not put to death
were chained in couples and placed
on the public works.
Sawyer was harshly treated, and it
looked as though exposure and hard
work would kill him. He managed to
send a note to the American consul,
but nothing was done for him. One
of the Spaniards guarding him was
rather clever, and the captive sent his
letters through his hands. The half
starved young American awoke one
morning to fiud that the prisoner
chained to him was Jying dead by his
side. The survivor was ordered to
bury him, and when the chain bind
ing him to the corpse was rudely
broken he dug a grave for his late
fellow-sufferer. There was no coffin.
The grave was scooped in the sand by
Sawyer's tired and trembling hands.
The situation was desperate. Saw
yer then wrote a long letter to the
British consul, telling his whole story
—his youth, his pitiful condition, the
neglect of the American consul and
many other matters.
The very next day a big English
man visited the camp. He was very
mad aud very overbearing in his man
ner. He talked with the boy piis
oner and told him to be of good cheer.
How he did it nobody but himself and
the Spanish authorities ever knew,
but in less than twenty-four hours he
secured Sawyer's release and put him
on a vessel bound for America.
Sawyer devoted himself for a few
years to politics aud planting in Ala
bama, J>ut the first call to arms in the
civil war found him ready. At that
time he was a prosperous m»n. He
cared nothing for money, and when
he organized his company he insisted
upon equipping it at his own expeuse.
He paid for uniforms, guns, canteens,
knapsacks and everything out of his
own pocket.
He was a gallant fighter, and his
men were imbued with his fearless
spirit. Of course he was promoted.
He rose to a colouelcy, and would
have gone higher if he had cared for
such trifles as rauk and title.
The war left very few of his men
alive or unscathed. They fought like
tigers and nearly all of them were
slain in battle.
At the close of the war the colonel
faced his new duties and responsibili
ties and showed that he could work
as hard as be could tight.
How an Knterprlnlng Candidate Won
Voter* From His Rival
"Times," said Senator Sorghum,
reflectively, "ain't anything like they
used to be. There's too much for
mality. We're getting to where the
first thing that's done when a good
old-fashioned impulse asserts itself is
to tie some tape around it and choke
it off."
"You think we are getting slightly
effete?" inquired the young man who
is learning the politics business.
"Undoubtedly. And the worst of
it is that we are getting eflete-er and
effete-er. The people ain't governed
as they ought to be. A whole lot of
folks have noticed it. I'll never for
get the first time I rau for office," he
went ou iu a dreamily reminiscent
tone. "There was one township that
was dead against us. And we needed
it. And we got it. But we didn't
send around a lot of clumsy and com
monplace agents with cheek books.
Nor did we have to resort to any of
the elaborate methods of surrepti
tious persuasion that I hear about so
often and with so much pain."
"How did you manage it?"
"Delicately, but thoroughly. We
were a little bit annoyed at first by
the fact that a circus had arranged to
show at the village 011 the day election
occurred. It was only a small circus,
but big enough to make trouble unless
we headed off its deadly influence.
Its arrival was a temptation for every
body to come to town and cast a vote,
and the more votes there were the
more trouble our ticket had to over
come; for that was the most preju
diced township it was ever my experi
ence to do business in. But I didn't
despair. I had a long interview with
the circus manager, who combined
with a love of his art a very acute
business sense. The circus was show
ing in a vacant lot adjacent to the
polls. When the crowd began to
gather, it found canvas walls stretch
iug from the main entrance to the
polls. People who went to make pur
chases at the ticket wagon were in
formed that Socrates Sorghum, Esq.,
was giving a theatre party that day,
and that there wasn't room iu the
tent for anybody except his guests.
When they began to assemble at the
polls I announced that I appreciated
the expressions of loyalty and esteem
which had proceeded from Elder
berry township, and that iu my turn
I proposed to show the citizens a good
time. I informed them that each of
our ballots had a coupon which would
be stamped by a man who stood just
outside, where he could see that the
holder bad not been deceived into vot
ing the wrong piece of paper, and
would admit the bearer and his family
to the circus. Those who were not
entitled to my hospitality could follow
the show to some other town and see
it next day."
"Did it work?"
"Work! Several of the men on the
rival ticket voted for us rather than
miss the circus. But you couldn't do
anything like that now," he added
with a sigh. "Circuses have got so
big that nobody could afford to hire
one for a whole day. And, anyhow,
everything is getting sort of complex
and undemocratic."
A Cool Ilurglar.
The religion of the cold bath, so
dear to Englishmen, seems to have
reached the burglar class. And after
a good day's work what is so nice in
these sultry days as a bath and a
change of clothes? With this senti
ment an enlightened chief at Bickley
seems to have been thoroughly in ac
cordance. Having entered a house
during the absence of the family and
servants, the gentleman nppears to
have set to work to lansack the whole
place from top to bottom. Drawors,
wardrobes, and cupboards were upset,
and the contents strewn about in all
directions. The arduous task finished,
the burglar evidently thought he was
entitled to a bath, so he went to the
bath-room and took a most refreshing
tub, with no doubt just a dash of warm
water to take the chill oft', for after
exertion a quite cold bath is apt to be
liarmfnl. He next proceeded to put
on an evening dress-suit, leaving his
own in exchange,and after one or two
of Beau Brummell's failures in the
way of tying a cravat, to judge from
the unsuccessful attempts he left lying
about the floor, he emerged from the
dressing-room and took supper in the
dining-room. But, like Napoleon after
the treaty of Tilsit, the burglar did
not know when to stop and at supper
he "did himself too well." The table
groaned with tasty meats and tempt
ing wiues, and at the end of the meal
the overfed housebreaker left the
scene of his labors with only a cruet
stand.—London Telegraph.
HoHillllVg PfMtfCftHloitft.
Holland's best colonial possession is
Java, that land of earthquakes and
coffee, where live 25,000 such sim
ple people as were seen 011 the Mid
way during the World's Fair. Be
sides Java, the Dutch rule over part
■of Borneo and New Guinea, the Mo
luccas, Sumatra and other islands iu
the Asiatic archipelago, and St. Mar
tin, Curacoa and half a dozen others
in the West Indian group. Little
Denmark claims Greenland, where the
icy mountains grow; Iceland and St.
John and St Thomas islands in the
West Indian ocean. Portugal holds
the Cape Verde islands, off West Af
rica, where Cervera's fleet loitered a
few weeks before sailing over the At
lantic to destruction, and a few minor
islands iu African and Asiatic water*.
Italy's colonial possessions are insig
nificant, and so are Russia's (Siberia
being a province in the Russian state).
The Bey of Tripoli renders homage
to the Sultan of Turkey, who also ex
ercises his power in Egypt, though
Egypt is nominally an independent
state, even if it is occupied by British
troops.—New York Tribune.
£ REALM l|
A Cutaway Effect.
The new circular flounce and cuta
way effeots introduced in capes this
season are extremely fascinating, and
a revival of this popular and conveni
ent wrap is already heralded. The
model here illustrated is of light
brown cloth, made en costume. The
revers are faced with brown velvet,
and brown satin is used for the hand
some lining. The upper portion fits
smoothly, a single dart taken up on
each shoulder regulating the adjust
ment, and the fronts are cut away from
the neok down.
The cape has added length given by
the circular flounce that is joined to
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its lower edge, and extends on the
fronts, where it reverses at the top to
form prettily shaped lapels. A piping
of the cloth is included in the soam.
The neck is completed with a high
flaring collar, faced with velvet, and
made in sections to roll over slightly at
the top. Rows of machine stitching
give an appropriate finish. Some
very dressy capes are made of satin,
silk or velvet, with one or more ruffles
in this style, decorated with ruchings
of silk or ribbon, braid, passemeterie
or fur.
Heavy cloths, in smooth or rough
finish, may be used, the double-faced
cloths being exceedingly handsome
without lining.
To make the cape in the medium
size will require two and a half yards
of fifty-four-inch material.
A Stylish Autmnn Coltuine.
The stylish costume shown in the
large illustration is suited for after
noon or morning wear. The material
is castor-colored broadcloth, with
chemisette and collar of finely tucked
white faille, and the trimming of black
braid passementerie is laid over
white ribbon. The hat is of brown
fancy chenille braid, with castor satin
and velvet loops. Small flowers iu
brown satin and burnt orange are
banched high in front.
The waist is made over fitted linings
that close iu centre-front, the over
front being cut in heart shape to ex
poso the pretty yoke in front and
back. The fronts are corded in
groups of three evenly spaced rows,
which must be done in the cloth be
fore cutting the pattern. The back is
smooth across the shoulders and is
drawn to the waist by gathers at the
centre. The two-seamed Bleeves have
the slight fashionable fulness gathered
at the top and the wrists are finished
by pretty flaring cuffs.
The basque portion is joined to the
lower edge of the waist, the seam
being hidden by the shaped belt.
Both the basque and the stylish
bretelles have an interlining of tailor
canvas between the lining of white
faille and the cloth. The fronts lap
in double-breasted style and are
closed by diamond-shaped cut steel
The skirt is seven-gored, in the
latest mode, the narrow front gore
being outlined with the trimming, an
effect whioh gives height and dignity
to the figure. The guimpe effect is a
wonderfully attractive and becoming
feature of the season's styles and may
be plain-tucked or lace-covered. Any
of the plain-checked or novelty mixed
goods are appropriate for its develop
ment, and braid, velvet or ribbon
may be used in decoration.
To make the waist for a woman of
medium size will require two yards
of forty-four-inch material. To make
the skirt in the medium size will re
quire five and one-eighth yards of the
same width material.
A Skirt Nnch in Vogue.
One of the most fashionable skirts
now in vogue is here illustrated in
mixed gray veiling trimmed with melt
ings of the material edged with nar
row satin ribbon.
The upper portion is of circular
shaping fitted at the top by short
darts, to the lower edge of which the
graduated flounce is joined. The
flounce is very deep in back and nar
row in front, which gives the admired
tablier effect so very generally becom
The placket is finished at top of the
centre seam in back, the fuluess at
i the waist being laid in deep single
plaits at each side. Gathers may be
developed to adjust the fulness if so
preferred. The sweep at the foot
measures four and three-fourths yards.
Almost any style of material can be
handsomely developed by this grace
ful model, and flat trimming of braid,
gimp, passementerie or ribbon will
decorate stylishly.
To make this skirt for a lady of
medium size will require four and oue
half yards of material forty-four
inches wide.
For a Drooping Front.
A novelty of the season is a piece of
passementerie shaped like a bib. This
fastens upon either shoulder and is
attached to a belt. It is designed to
carry out the idea of the full drooping
I'rlncmu Drean Popular.
The prinoess dress is so much liked
that it appears again in the finest im
portation s. In many instances "-i
sides and back are in prinoess
with the front in bodice or jac...
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The Japanese never swear. Their lan
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Nearly $1,250,000 worth of articles are
pawned in London weekly.
Five Cents.
Everybody knows that Dobbins' Electric
Soap is Ihe best in the world, and for 33 year-
It has sold at the highest price. Its price if
now 5 cents, same as common brown soap
Bars full size and quality.Order of grocer. Ad i
A fibre of silk one mile long weighs but
twelve grains.
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And every thought requires an expenditure
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The Population of Palestine.
The promulgation of an order of the
Turkish Government restricting im
migration into Palestine has led to in
quiry as to what is the cause of such a
measure. By the census taken
previous to the last one—the census
of 1856—there were 1,200,000 in
habitants of Palestine, and the popu
lation at that time was considered
stationary. By the last estimate the
population of Palestine was '2,711,000,
and this increase was shown in the
large cities as well as in the country
districts. Ten years ago there were
15,000 residents in Jaffa; to-day there
are nearly 60,000. The present popu
lation of Damascus is 150,000, and o)
Jerusalem 41,000. Since the Russian
persecutions of the Jews there has
been a large immigration into Pales
tine from Russia, and the increase o)
population his been further augmented
by tho agitation of Zionism.—New
York Sun.
: Prom Mrs. Walter E. Budd, of Pat«
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