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1 By RALPH CONNOR
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COM1XII TO THEIK OW5.
fTIMAN with a conscience Is of
I y I ti-ii provoking. 8intiiin'3 lm-
P...- A possible. IVrstiasloU Is lost
iy I tiptiu him. Hi? will nut cot
anpry. ntnl lu looks nt one with such a
farawny fxpression In his face that In
striving to persuade him one feels
earthly anil even tlftnlish. At least
this was my experience with Craig
He spent a week with mo Just before
he (ialleil for the olil lam! fur the pur
pose, as he tnitl. of getting some of the
coal ilust anil other crime out of him.
He made me angry the last night of
his stay ami nil the more that he re
mained unite sweetly unmoved. It
was a strategic mistake of mine to tell
hlui how Nelson came home to us and
how (interne stood up before the var
sity chaps nt my supper and made his
ronfcssioii mid confused Itattray's easy
stepping profanity and started his own
flre year league, for all this stirred In
Craig the hero, and he was ready for
nil sorts of hyroie nonsense, ns I called
it. We talked of everything but the
one tiling, and about that we said not
a word till, bendinu' low to poke my
Gre and to hide my fare. I plunged:
"You will see her. of course':"
He made no piet. iise of not under
standing, but answ ered:
"( If colli de."
"There's riiilly no sense in her stay
ing over there." 1 suggested.
"And yt t she Is a wise woman," ho
said, as if carefully considering the
question.
"Heaps of landlords never see their
tenants, and they are none the worse."
"The landlords';"
'"No. the tenants."
'Troltalily. having sti'h landlords."
"And. as for the old lady, there must
5e Boiuc one In the connection to whom
It would be n godsend to care for her."
"Now, Connor," he said quietly,
"don't. U'e have gone over nil thero
Is to be said. Nothing new has come.
Don't turn it all tip again."
Then I played the heathen and raged,
ns (Jraeme would have said, till Craig
smiled a little wearily ainl said:
"You exhaust yourself, old chap.
Have n pipe do." And after a pause
he added in his own way: "What
would you have? The path lies straight
from my feet. Should I quit it? I
could not so disappoint you and nil
of them." .
And I .knew he was thinking of
Graeme and the lads in the nonntnlns
he had taught to be true men. It did
not help my rage, but it checked my
speech, so I smoked in silence till he
was moved to say:
"And after nil, you know, ol 1 c'i: p,
there are great compensations for all
losses, but for the loss of a good con
science toward jod what can make
up?"
Hut. nil the same. I hoped for some
better result from 1,'s vV.t to Britain.
It seemed to me that something must
turn up to change sinh an unbearable
situation.
The year passed, however, ami when
I looked into Craig's face again I knew
that nothing had been changed and
that he hail come back to tako up
again his life alone, more, resolutely
hopeful than ever.
Hut the year had left its mark upon
him t"i). He was a broader and deep
cr man. He had I n living and think
ing with men of I ir.er ideas and rich
or culture, and he was far too quick
111 sympathy with life to remain un
touched by his surroundings. He was
more toiirant of op::. ions other than
his own, but more unrelenting in his
fidelity to conscience and more Impa
tient of half hearted::es and self In
dulgence. He was full of reverence
for the great scholars and (he great
leaders of men he had rutin; to know.
"(ireat. neble fellows they are and
extraordinarily modes?." lie said "that
is. the really great are modest. Thero
nre plenty of the other sort, neither
great nor modest. And the books to
le read! 1 am quite hopeless about
my reading. It gave me a queer sensa
tion to shake hands with a man who
had written n great book. To hear
him make oominotip'.ai e remarks, to
witness a faltering in knowledge one
expects these men to know everything
and to experience respectful kindness
nt his hands!"
"What of the you'igcr men?" I asked.
"I'.iigiit. keen, get..-rot:s fellows iu
things theoretical e!:.:.iscent, but In
things practical quite helpless. They
toss about great ideas ns the miners
lumps of coal. They can rail them by
their l'i.'l: iiai.ii - .i- iy enough, but I
often v, oiid'-r ui.'h'r they could put
them into Knglisl.. Some of them I
coveii.l for the ncii;:.;,i;;,s, men with
clear hi ..ds and b.g hearts and built
after .tndy McNaugl.ton's model. It
doe, si eiij a sinful waste of God's good
human stuff to see these fellows potter
away lh .r lives among theories, living
and dead, and en 1 t:p by producing a
book. They tire u!l cither making or
going to make a A good thing
we ha vi n't to read them. Hut here
and there among lurn Is some quiet
chup who will ii.;J: a book that men
will tumble over : t. other to read."
Then we paused ::! looked at each
Other.
"Weil?" I said.
He understood m-.
"Yes," h answered lowly, "doing
great work. Every one worship! her
Jtnst an we do. and fche li making them
all do something worth while, ni she
Utl to make us." . . .. -
He snote cheerfully and readily, aa If
be were repeating a lesson well learn
ed, but be could not humbug me. I
felt the heartache In tbe cheerful tone.
"Tell me about her," I said, for I
knew that if be would talk It would do
him e-khI, and talk be did, ofteu forget
ting me. till, na I listened. I found my-
I self looking again ii.to the fathomless
eyes and hearing again the heart
searching voice. I saw her go lu and
out of tbe little red tiled cottages and
down the narrow back lanes of the vil
lage; I beard her voice In n sweet, low
song by the bed of a dying child or
pouring forth floods of music in the
great new bull of the factory town
i near by, but I could not see, though
: be tried to show me, the stately, gra
i cious lady receiving the country folk
j in her borne. He did not linger over
that scene, but went back ngnln to the
i gate cottage where she bnd taken tilm
i one day to see Hilly Hreon's mother.
"I found the old woman knew nil'
nbout me," be said simply enough, "bnt
there were-ninny things nbout Billy
she had never henrd, and I wns glnd
to put her right on some points, though
Mrs. Mavor would not hear It."
Ho sat silent for a little, looking into
the coals, then went on in a soft, quiet
voice:
"It brought back the mountains and
the old days to bear again Billy's tones
In his mother's voice and to see her
sitting there In the very dress she wore
the night of the league, you remember
some soft stuff with black luce about
It and to hear her sing as she did for
Billy. Ah! Ah:"
His voice unexpectedly broke, but in
n moment he wns ninstcr of himself
nnd begged me to forgive his weak
ness. I urn nfrnld I said words that
should not be said, n thing I never do
except when suddenly and utterly up-
! wet.
j "I am getting selfish nnd weak," he
( aid. "I must get to work. I am glad
j lo get to work. There Is much to do.
nnd it Is worth while, If only to keep
tine from getting useless and lazy."
I "Useless and lazy!" I said to myself.
'thinking of my life beside his and try
ing to pet command of my voice, so as
'not to make quite n fool of myself,
nnd for many u day those words goad-
1 ed me to work and to the exercise of
some mild self denial. Hut, more than
all else, after Craig had gone back to
the mountains (Iraeme's letters from
the railway construction camp stirred
one to do unpleasant duty long post
poned and rendered uncomfortable my
hours of nwst luxurious ease. Many
of the old gang were with him, both
of lumbermen and miners, and Craig
was their minister, and the letters told
of how ho labored by day and by night
along the line of construction, carry
ing his tent and kit with him, preach
ing straig. t sermons, watching by sick
men, writi:: : their letters nnd winning
their hear; . making strong their lives
nnd helping them to die well when
their hour e;rm
One !:.. ..ese letters proved too
-much for .. i nnd I packed awny my
paints a: . brushes nnd ninde my vow
into the Lord thnt I would be "useless
rud lnzy" no longer, but would do
something with myself. In consequence
I fouud myself within three weeks
walking the London hospitals, finishing
i my course, thnt I might join that band
! of men who were doing something with
I life or, If throwing It away, were not
! losing it for nothing. 1 had finished
J being n fool, I hoped, at least n fool of
j the useless and luxurious kind. The
1 letter that came from tlraeme in reply
I to my request for n position on his siaff
I was characteristic of the man, both
new nnd old, full of gayest humor and
of most earnest welcome to the work.
Mrs. Mavor's reply was like herself:
1 knew you would not lon ho content
i with the ninklnir of pictures, which thu
j worl-1 does not really in-iil. ami would Join
your friends In the dear west, making
I lives that the world needs so sorely.
Hut her last words touched me
j strangely:
i Tut be sure to be thankful every 1ay
for your privilege. It will lie conil to
think cf you all, with the glorious moun
tains about you and Christ's own work In
your h.in is. Ah, how we would like
to cho'Me our work und the place In which
to do it:
The longing iHd not appear lu the
words, but 1 needed no words to tell
me how deep nnd how constant It was,
and 1 take some credit to myself that
in my reply I gave her no bidding to
Join our band, but rather praised the
work she wus doing in her place, tell
ing her how I had beard of it from
Craig.
The summer found me religiously do
ing Paris and Vienna, gaining a more
perfect ncqualntanee with the extent
and variety of my own Ignorance, and
so fully occupied in this interesting aud
wholesome occupation that I fell out
with oil tny correspondents, with the
result of weeks of silence between us.
Two letters among tho heap waiting
on my table In London made my heart
beat quick, but with how different feel
ings, one from Graeme telling me that
Craig Lad been very ill and that be
was to take blm borne ns soon as be
could be moved. Mrs. Mavor's letter
told me of tho death of the old lady,
who had been her caro for tho past
two years, and of her intention to
spend some months In her old homo In
Edinburgh, and this letter it is that ac
counts for my presence- in a miserable,
dingy, dirty little ball running off a
close In the historic Cowgnte, redolent
of tho glories of the splendid past and
of the various odors of the evil smell
ing present. I was there to bear Mrs.
Mavor sing to tho crowd of gamins
that thronged the closes in the neigh
borhood and that had been gathered
into a club by "a fine leddlo frae the
west end" for the love of Christ and
bis lose This was an "at homo" night,
end tho mothers and fathers, listers
ond brothers, of all ages and sizes,
were nresent. Of all the sad faces I
! bad ever seen thoso mothers carried
the saddest and most woe stricken.
"Heaven pity us!" I found myself say
in. "It this the beautiful, the cul
tured, tbe heaven exalted city of Edin
burgh? .Will It not for this b cast
down into hrtT some day If II repent
not of its closes and their dens f de
filement? Ob. the otter wearia. tbe
da led hopelessness, of the ghastly
faces! Do uot tbe kindly, gentle
cburcbgoing folk of the crescents and
tbe gardens see toem In their dreams,
or are tbelr dreams too beaveuly for
these ghastly faces to appear?
I cannot recall th programme of the
evening, but In my memory gallery Is
' a vivid hlnttiro nf flint faA ivt
sad. beautiful, alight wltb the deep
glow of her eyes, as she stood and sang
to that dingy crowd. As I sat upon tlM
window ledge listening to tbe voice
with Its flowing song my thoughts were
far away, nnd I was looking down
once more upon the eager, coal grimed
faces in tbe rude little church in Black
Rock. I was brought back to Dud my
self swallowing bard by an audible
whisper from a wee lassie to her moth
er: "Mlther! See till yoQ man. QVb
greetln'."
When I came to myself, she was
singing "Tbe Land o' the Leal." tbe
Kcotcb "Jerusalem, the Golden." Im
mortal, perfect. It needed experience
of the hunger bauuted Cowgats closes,
chill with the black mist of an eastern
baar, to feel tbe full bliss of the rialon
of the words:
"There's nae sorrow there, Jean;
Them's neither caulil nor care, Jean;
The day Is aye fair tn
The Land o' the Leal."
A land of fair, wurm days, untouched
by sorrow and enre, would be hearen
Indeed to tbe dwellers of tbe Cowgate,
Tbe rest of that evening is hazy
enough to mo now till I find myself
opposite Mrs. Mavor at her fire, read
ing tiraeme's letter. Then all is vivid
again,
I could not keep the truth from her.
1 knew It would be folly to try. So I
tend straight on till I came to the
words: "He bus had mountain fever,
whatever that may bo, nnd be will not
pull up again. If I can, I shall take
blm home to my mother," when she
suddenly stretched out her hand, say
ing, "Oh, let me rend!" and I gave her
the letter. In a minute she hud read
it and began almost breathlessly:
''Listen. My life Is much ebunged.
My mother-in-lnw Is gone. She need
mo no longer. My solicitor tells me.
too, that, owing to unfortunate invest
ments, there is need of money, so
great need thnt it Is possible that ei
ther the estates or the works must go.
My cousin has his all in tbe works
iron works, you know. It would be
wrong to have blm suffer. I shall
give up the estates. That is best"
Phe paused. ,
"And come with me!" I cried.
"When do you sail?"
"Next week," I answered eagerly.
She looked at me a few moments,
and into her eyes there came a light
soft and tender as she said;
"I Bhull go with you."
And so she did, and no bid Roman In
all the glory of a triumph carried a
prouder heart than I as I boro he ."a lid
her little one from the train to
Graeme's carriage, crying:
"I've got her!"
But his wns the better sense, for he
stood waving bis bat and shouting,
"He's all right!" at which Mrs. Mavor
grew white, but when she shook hands
with him the red was in ber cheek
again.
"It was tho cable did it," went on
Graeme. "Connor's a grent doctor.
His first case will make blm fumous.
Good prescription after mountain fe
ver try n cablegram!"
And tho red grow deeper in the beau
tiful face beside us.
Never did the country look so love
ly. The woods were in their gayest
nutumn dress; the brown fields were
bullied In a purple haze; tho nlr was
sweet nnd fresh with a suspicion of
the coming frosts of winter. But in
spite of all the road seemed long, nnd
it wns us If li Jtirs had gone before our
eyes fell upon the white manse stand
ing nuiong the golden leaves.
"Let them go!" I cried as Grnome
paused to tako in tho view, nnd down
the sloping dusty road wo flew on the
dead ruu.
"Reminds one a little of Abe's
curves," said Graeme as we drew up
nt the gate, but I answered blm not,
for I was Introducing to each other
the best two women in tho world. As
I was about to rush into tbe bouse
Graeme seized me by tbe collar, say
ing: "Hold on, Connor! lou forget your
place. You're next."
"Why, certainly!" I cried, thankfully
enough. "What nn ass I am!"
"Quite true," said Graeme solemnly.
"Where is he?" I asked.
"At this present moment?" be asked
In a shocked voice. "Why, Connor, you
surprise me!"
"Oh. I see!"
"Yes," he went on gravely; "you may
trust my mother to be discreetly at
tending to her domestic dul.es. She is
a grent woman, my mother."
I had no doubt of it, for at that mo
ment she came out to us with little
Marjorio In ber arms.
"You hnve shown Mrs. Mavor to her
room, mother, I hope," said Graeme,
but she only smiled and said:
"Hun away with your horses, you sil
ly boy!" nt which be solemnly shook
his bend. "Ah, mother, you are deep.
Who would have thought it of you?"
That evening the manse overflowed
with joy, nnd the days that followed
were like dreams set to sweet music.
But for sheer wild delight nothing in
my memory can quite come up to tbe
demonstration organized by Graeme,
wltb assistance from Nixon, Sbaw,
Sandy, Abe, Geordle and Baptlste, in
honor of tbe arrival In camp of Mr. and
Mrs. Craig, and in my opinion it added
something to the occasion that after all
tbe cheers for Mr. and Mrs. Craig bad
died away and after all tbe bats bad
come down Baptlste, who bnd never
taken bis eyes from that radiant face,
should suddenly have swept tbe crowd
Into a perfect storm of cheers by ex
citedly seizjng his toque and calling out
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tn his shrill voice:
I "By gar! Tree cheer for'SIrs. Mavor!"
I And for many n day the men of Black
Bock would easily fall lutoxheold and
well loved name, but up aud down the
line of construction, la all the camps
beyond tbe Great Iiivide, the new
' name became as dear as the old bad
ever been In Black Koct
, Those old wild days are- long since
gone into the dim distance-of tbe past
They will not come again, for we have
fallen Into quiet times. Bat often lu
my quietest hours I felt my heart
pause In its beat to hear again that
strong, clear voice, like the- sound of a
1 truHiH-t. bidding us to be-, men, and I
: think of them all Graeme, their chief;
Sandy. Baptlste. Geordie, Abe. the
Campbells. Nixon, Shaw, at) stronger,
better, for their knowing of him, and
I then 1 think of Billy asleep under the
pines and of old man Nelson with the
long grass waving over him in the
quiet churchyard, and all my nonsense
leares me, and 1 bless the Lord for all
his benefits, but chiefly for the day 1
met the missionary of Black Hock in
tbe lumbar camp among the Selklrks.
THE ESD
Happy Thoafht.
Photographer Now, I want you to
look as if you were not having your
picture takeu.
Customer Then you'd better give me
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Life.
senator McMillan dead
Expired at His Summer Home In
Massachusetts of Heart Failure.
Washington, Aug. 11. A dispatch
was received here yesterday announc
ing the death of James McMillan, of
SKMATOB U'MILLAN OP MICIUQA.
Michigan, at an early hour yesterday
morning at bis summer home at Man-chester-by-the-Sea,
Mass. Death was
the result of heart failure, following
congestion, after an illness of a very
few hours. The news came as a great
shock to his friends hero, as when the
senator left Washington shortly after
the adjournment of congress he ap
peared to be in good health and looked
forward with much satisfaction to a
quiet and restful summer.
Senator McMillan waff a native of
Ontario, having been horn in Hamil
ton, May 12, 1S11S. but in early life
removed to Michigan, nnd for many
years has been prominently Identified
with tho business interests and po
litical life of that state, having for a
number of terms been chairman of
the Republican state committee. He
has been a member of the senate
Blnce March 4, 1889.
JUDGE GRAY'S SUCCESSOR
President Appoints Oliver Wendell
Holmes to the Supreme Bench.
Oyster Bay, N. Y., Aug. 12. Presi
dent Roosevelt yesterday afternoon
announced that he had appointed
Hon. Oliver Wendell Holmes, chief
Justice of the supremo court of Mas
sachusetts, to be an associate justice
of the United States supreme court,
vice Justice Gray, resigned.
The resignation of Justice Gray was
due to Ill-health. Several months ago
he suffered a stroke of apoplexy,
which some time later was followed
by another. He has not appeared on
the bench since ho was stricken the
first time. His advanced ago 74
years told against his recovery with
serious force, and he decided
to resign. He was appointed an
associate justice by President Arthur
on December 19, 1881, his service ex
tending, therefore, through a period
of nearly 21 years.
Judge Holmes, whom the president
has selected as Justice Gray's succes
sor. Is one of the most distinguished
lawyers and jurists of Massachu
setts. His career on the bench, par
ticularly as chief justice of the Mas
sachusetts supreme court, has at
tracted wl(l attention. Like Justice
Gray, he Is a native of Massachusetts.
He Is a i-n an-1 r.a:nesako of tho late
Dr. Holmes, the po'3t and essayist.
I UH. fe'UNNKU'B KbeumatlsmJ
KTnNRY1,'fch?
I BACKACHE
lfflKlwa .CURE
1902 AUGUST 1902
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WASHED" FROM THEIR: GRAVES
Awful' Result of Cloudburst at Madi
son, N. J.
Madison, N.. J., Aug.. 12. Wlthi
scarcely a warning a cloudburst broke
over Madison Sunday night,, and: with
in a short time had spread, r.nla on
every side. Roads became rivers
bridges were swept away, and,, most
terrible of all, the Presbyterian ceme
tery, on the west of the town;, was-
flooded and hundreds of bodies were
washed from the graves. News of
the calamity spread, and soon nearfy
a thousand men were at work: trying
to seetinif the coffins with the bodies
In them from the rush of waters.
In manty cases the rescuuns. were-
prevented by the flood from, doing:
anything, but about a hundred
corpses wvre taken froim the water
and earried to dry land. Undfrtak-
ers from all over the county were-
summoned, and disinfectants wer
freely used to prevent any pestilence,
tn many cases there was no way of
identifying the bodies, whieti werw
washed out of the coffin,, and the.y
will hare to be interred! again as
nameless persons.
The country for niU around h
all excitement, and thousands of peo
ple are on the scene- looking for
traces of their dead
Resides the destruction of the ceme
tery the tracks of the- Lackawanna
Road west of Madison was destroyed
by n washout and one train was
wrecked as a result. The engine over
turned and the brakeman was killed
and the conductor and engineer per
haps fatally injured The roads are
impassable to vehicles for miles In ev
ery direction.
Ship Building Plant Sold.
Wilmington. Del.. Aug. 12. Tho
Harlan & Holllngsworth ship building
plant, located here, was last night
transf - ' to the United States Ship
Rirl' "' ' pany. The price is said
to he ft ' ''.nun.
Burned Money, Then Killed Himself.
Rockpnrt, fnd., Aug. 12. Julius
Hoffman, a German farmer, 65 years
of ago, committed suicide yesterday,
and before doins; so burned between
$5,000 and $.000 in money, that his
young wile, with whom he la said to
have had frequent quarrels, might "not
enjoy Its benefits.
Manted Mnlp.
"As I hear your piano very fre
quently, Mrs. Fortissimo, I suppose
that you nre up on musical matters?"
"Certainly, Mr. Crusty."
"Then 1I0 you know who was play
ing whiv the poet wrote, "Music hath
charms'?"
"I ilo mil; but why?"
"Well, if you can find out I wish
that you would invite that musician
to play on your piano." X. Y. Her
ald. A (iriyit lliiritalii.
Mrs. Winks A peddler was here to
day, nnd I got' the great ext bargain
a whole pound of iiwct powder for
only ten cents. It looks just like dirt,
but it's awfully eft'ecthe. 1 tried it.
Mr. Winks Worked, ch?
Mrs. Winks- Yes, indeed. The ped
dler said I t-liould put u little in water
and apply it ln i!.'ng hot, and 1 did, and
it. killed every insect it touched. X.
Y. Weekly.
CoitHiMU-iiily Moruse.
"So you won a bet nu a horse
nice!"
"Yes," answered the man who re
fuses to cheer up.
"1 suppose you are at last willing
tn admit that you can be lucky."
".Not at all. 1 merely struck un oc
casion where the other people con
cerned were greater .IiuiiiIih than I
am; that's all." Washington Star.
A Kit Subject.
Mrs. De Jarr Is there nn idiot
asylum near here?
Mr. De ,larr I believe so.
"Do they take people on their own
rt'conimc mint inn?"
"Mv stars! How should I know?
Why?"
"Oh, nothing, only to-day I got hold
of u package of my old love letters."
-X. Y. Weekly.
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week my wife wta trantlo wltb headache tor
two days, the tried lomeof yourCASCAKETS,
and they reltered the pain In her head almoai
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