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FREELAND, PA.. MAY 9, 1898.
Where Corruption Flourishes.
Walter Wellman, the famous cor
respondent. has shown in the Chicago
Times-UeraUl the true source of the
deficit in the postal department, which
Congressman Loud recently sought to
mako up by increased charges on second
class matter. The troublo is in the
enormous increase in the amount paid
railways for mail transportation—not
only absolutely, but relatively—in cost
per mile. Mr. Wellman gives figures
showing the rapidity witli which this
burden is increasing. Since 1880 the
item of transportation has increased fr< in
$8,300,000 to $37,955,000. lie than goes
to show how the railroad companies
steal a good share of this money. Once
in four years the government attempts to
obtain the average number of pounds
carried daily, and uses this as a basis of
settlement. At such times the railroads
send thousands of tons of "dummy mail"
over their lines. They send their ai -
nual supplies at this time, and in a
hundred ways swell the "average." An
original expense of $5,000 in this way
netted one road $333,000. After ex
plaining several such schemes, Mr.
Wellman continues:
"Mr. Armour, or the Standard Oil
Company, or others of the big shippers
own their own cars. They pay the
roads for hauling them, and get a draw
back paid by the roads for the use of
their cars. Hut Uncle Sam rents h s
cars from the railroads, and pays for
the hauling of them besides. A first
class railroad postoflice car, sixty feet
long, the finest built, costs a maximum
of sß,ooo to construct. For this the
United States pays SSO per mile per
annum rental In addition to the rate per
pound of the mails. Such a car running
between Chicago and Now York for a
year earns in rentals alone nearly
$35,000. And it cost only SB,OOO to
build."
Considering the efTective support given j
by the railroads to the present adminis- j
tration in the campaign resulting in its j
selection, can any one hope that it will
abolish this robbery? A few years ago,
the manager of a railway running out of
Des Moines was indicted for defrauding
the government by sending an enormous
amount of dummy mail over his line
during the weighing period. The e\i
denre of fraudulent intent seemed Indi?-
]>utable; but lie escaped on a technical
ity—as the big thieves so often do. It.
was a good deal more than suspected too '
from the evidence presented at the time,
that the U. S. congressman from the
district helped on the swindle by "frank
ing' an enormous amount of public
documents to constituents along this
and other lines, just at the time when it
would do the railroads the most good.
Comparing the crookedness every where
developing where private corporatioi s
performing public services come into
contract with public officers, with the
honesty and efficiency manifested in the
departments of the postal system dlre't
ly conducted by the government, the
argilinent against government ownership
of railways because of fear of official
corruption seems ridiculous.
When last heard of Governor Hastings
was tramping through the mud of Mount
Gretna thanking heaven that, he hnd
Irish blood in his veins. The way the
Irish enlisted and showed a desire to
rush into the cannon's mouth made a
hit. with his governites, and lie boaste 1
of his ancestry. He it remembered that
many men who will not go to the front
will vote against the governor just be
cause he lias in him tiio blood of the
race that, is always ready to light and
die for the stars and stripes.— IF. 11.
Lender.
Tiio Richmond Disjxitih states some
wholesome truths in a nutshell whe'i it
says: "We must either whip the Span
ish or let them whip us. No sensible
American ought to have any difficulty
in making up his mind as to his duty
in this crisis; but if there is any one
who really wishes to see Spain punish
lis he ought to offer ids services to
Hlancd or to the Queen Regent. Mor
ally speaking, there isn't a very wide
difference between lifting one's voice
and lifting one's hand against his coun
try."
Watch the date on your paper
SHADOWS ON THE WALL.
When the room is tidy,
Toys are put away,
Eyes are growing sleepy, THT
t' Skies are turning gray; ■
J Comes the children's clamor
As they round me throng—
Fairy lore's exhausted,
u Sung each misery song; j
i In the mellow .amplight
Hushed their voices all,
Whilst they watxh me making
j- Shadows on the wall!
T Through the happy silence
Rings their 1 lughter low
As upon the wall, there,
£ Shadows com* and go. j]
Nurse, unseen, unheeded,
? Watches froif. the door, !
Whilst the chillren's voices
Plead for just one more!
One by one they leave me,
Till I sit aloe,
Seeing, in the twilight, "flFf
Shadows of uy own. ,{9l
Long forgotten fancies, 'jM
Dreams in oUen guise; H
Till from heart to eyelids B
Tears, unbidden, rise— £0
Happy, happy children! B
Time has joys for all— tyj
Only some are fleeting j,'®.
Shadows on tJte wall! I®
FOR OLD SAKE'S SAKE
It is a commonplace of speech that
there is no changing the leopard's
spots. The keen observer of his kind,
who has not twelve axioms wherewith
to work the theorems of life, but
twelve hundred, accepts it as gospel.
Raymond, who was not a keen observ
er, but a man with faith in his heart,
did not accept it. It the face of ad
vice, and caution, atd good counsel,
he decided to reduce It to the absurd
and marry Cicely Glanville. Success
crowned him, as even those who warn
ed him know now, hit it was a des
perate risk.
Far back in the days which it were
heresy to doubt were as good as they
were old, when Ala# was just the
stolid small son of Captain Raymond,
and Cicely was but the angel-faced
little daughter of Captain Raymond's
first-lieutenant, Marljtt, the boy and
girl had been fond of one another.
They had made mud-pies and hunted
the flrst wild-flower# of the plains,
and had ridden burrcrs and bronchos
together. They had wintered and
summered, in each cither's company,
the mountains and prairies of the
South-West, while tie land was yet
given over to the never-ending dis
turbances of the hottlles. They had
learned what it was to have only one
another for playmates for months at a
time. And because oi the hardships of
long marches and th( joys of a halt
savage freedom shared together, they
came to think themsHves inseparable.
And then they were geparated. Cicely
was to be civilized. She was sent
East and abroad t> school. Alan
Raymond went through West Point
and got his commission. Thereupon
Fate—which at tin;es does what
might be expected of her—sent
him to the same post where the
Marlitts were stationed, and he
saw Cicely again. H looked into the
placed depths of her long, gray eyes,
and remembered the past. He looked
at the curving red lips and the thick
brown hair, and guessed the future.
She had changed foi the worse and
for the better. She hgd been civilized,
and was less frank; she had learned
to attain her ends by indirect means,
yet, as women go, die was honest.
But the saintly face was more beauti
ful and the child was grown to one
of those women who si to love is to
worship. And in dii,. time Raymond
loved her.
There are men whj take their love
as simply as they d > the breath of
their life. It is necessary to them,
but they do not go mad with the
ecstasy of its possession. When Ray
mond had told Cicely that he loved
her, and when she hid laid her head
upon his shoulder aud had put her
slender clinging hands In his, and,
turning up the beautiful, deep eyes
to his face, had said, "I love you," he
was satisfied. His fault, if such it
were, was that he was undemonstra
tive, and Cicely's—though some count
it a virtue in woma|> —that she was
jealous. Of all vices, jealousy carries
with it its own swiftest punishment.
It realizes its unreasop, but is power
less —like a dreamer who suffers and
can not awake, thouga he knows, the
while, that he is dreaialng. She knew
in her heart that htr lover's word
was worth more than most men's
vows; she knew that his purpose was
direct and honest, ai yet she doubt
ed. The tiny stone of suspicion be
gan to roll. A question which Cicely
was too proud to tsk would have
checked it, but it rushed on and be
came an avalanche ihat buried and
crushed their happ ness under Its
mass. Raymond look<d on dazed. He
could not understand.
When it was too late, it was made
plain. Cicely sat beft re her own fire,
in the dusk, and look ;d quietly at the
blazing logs. The light shone on her
fair face and on her gleaming hair.
Raymond stood and looked down at
her, resting his arm on the mantel
piece. He was an honest man. He
had no intention of speaking of even
the love of the past U> another man's
wife, but beside the J) ank reality rose
up in frbnt of him the might-have
been of his life, and He cried out from
the depths:
"Cicely, why did you do it?" he
asked.
She started back end looked up at
him. For one long minute the deep
eyes gazed into his und saw there the
futility of an Irretrievable mistake
The curved lips grow white, and part
ed and closed again. She turned and
hid her face in her tight-clasped hands,
ind bowed her head against the bach
}t the chair. There is tragedy of the
Bercest sort that enters, once, at least,
into most lives —tragedy which seems
to rend the veil of one's universe in
twain and to open up the graves where
one's hopes and sorrows have lain
sleeping. Yet we jeer at melodrama
when we are shown bits from the play
of existence that are as nothing to
the truth. We say It is over-acted. It
is because it has been mercifully given
to us to forget. In the past, Raymond,
flrst of all, would have scoffed; in the
future, he would come to doubt the
horror of the present moment. But
it caught him and held him then with
a mighty strength. The primitive
creature comes out when it is lashed
with the whip of real pain; all the
bars of custom and convention can
not restrain it. He forgot the honor
of his sane moments. He snatched
sway the hands, and dragged her to
him and turned her face up again to
his.
"Why did you do it, Cicely?" he re
peated.
She clenched her teeth and steadied
her voice, and then she told him.
"But you were utterly wrong," he
said. He was dazed to have been so
misunderstood, and he offered no ex
planation. But she did not need one
now. She had seen the full measure
of her folly.
"I know," she answered, "I was
wrong, and—l am punished." She
threw her arms about his neck and
sobbed, and he held her close. It was
only for a little time. Then she drew
away and her arms fell at her sides.
"It can not be helped," she said; and
she turned and went away.
There was no change in Raymond,
either then or as the years went on.
He was a good officer and a good man,
and unembittered. But Cicely Glan
ville changed. The world loves noth
ing better than to find an explanation
for what has mystified it. It does not
trouble to verify its belief. "It is
plain," it said now, "why Cicely Mar
litt married Glanville. Raymond was
not the man to have allowed her to
indulge her propensities."
The propensities were toward flirta
tions that scandalized that conserva
tive and respectable institution, the
army. Even the men of the regiment
resented that it should be given fame
through Mrs. Glanville. And the wo
men feared and hated her; but they
also admired. Popular superstition to
the contrary notwithstanding, most
women see the charms of a rival. Envy
Is as keen-sighted as love is blind.
And the clever ones admit them.
Being isolated from the small circle
of feminine wit, Mrs. Glanville added
to her attractions much masculine
clear-sightedness and wide range of
interests. She was as good to talk to
as to look upon. She spoke with the
tongue of a wisdom that was more—
not less—than womanly, and she sang
with the voice of a siren, and men
fell down before her and worshipped
her, and, throwing the cloak of their
infatuation over the clay feet of their
idol, came finally to forget them and
believe it all spotless alabaster. They
held her up to wives, and daughters,
and sisters whom they would have
disowned for following In her path.
And they ruined the peace of their
lives and of their homes for her—
all, too, without the hope of even a
capricious fancy for reward. She
brought them low and laughed at
them, but they still had faith, as had
her husband, though the heavens
should fall. She was known to the
borders of the service, and beyond, as
a creature of no heart who had caused
disaster and even death, and had
shown neither remorse nor pity.
Yet when she was free once more,
Raymond went to her. His old faith
was unmoved. It was a better sort
of faith than any other she had in
spired. Years had gone since she had
seen him. She sat once again before
the fire —this time in her father's
home. And Raymond stood looking
down at her. The face above the
black dress of her mourning, was as
saint-like as of old, and seemed as
young and unscarred. The long, gray
eyes were as placid, but more deep.
He did not ask now why she had done
these things. Perhaps he knew. But
he said to her, as though the time be
tween had never been:
"Cicely, do you love me still?"
And the sweet lips parted to say the
words that they had never framed
saved for him: "I love you still."
He reached out his hand and took
hers. She tried to draw it away.
"But you do not want me—now?"
she said.
He held her fast and answered: "I
want you now." There was no doubt
in his firm voice.
"You do not know," she tried to
tell him.
"Yes, I know," he said; "and yet—
and yet I want the Cicely who was my
honest little playmare years ago; who
was my trusted love in the past; who
will be my faithful wife in the time to
come. For old sake's sake, I want
her, dear."
She laid her tired head upon his
shoulder and closed her tear-filled
eyes. "And for old sake's sake," she
said, "you shall have her."
850 Volumes In 5(1 ream.
Although Maurice Jokai, the Hunga
rian novelist is sevnnty-two years old,
he has undertaken another work which
cannot be completed within four years.
In fifty years he has written 350 nov
els.
KHrtir* People Miner Adam.
The number of people who lived up
on this earth since the time of Adam
is calculated to be somewhere about
35,627,814,000,000.
I I
A VALUABLE EXPERIENCE.
Spaninh Bulletn Had No Terrors Fol
the Trolley Dodger.
The American had been arrested is
Cuba as a spy, and had been condemn
ed to be shot. At the hour fixed fox
the execution he was taken to tht
Campo Weylero and nine soldiers lev
elled their muskets at him. He refus
ed the offer of a handkerchief witt
which to cover his eyes, and glancec
calmly, even smilingly, at the glitter
i ing, death-dealing weapons.
"Fire!" shouted the Spanish ser
| geant. The nine explosions were ax
one, and as the smoke cleared awaj
! the sergeant stepped forward, expect
: ing to see the prisoner riddled with
bullets. But the American still stood
there, calm and smiling, and apparent
| ly unharmed.
j "Your muskets were not loaded!'
| cried the sergeant with a great oath
turning to his men. "I will have every
| one of you shot as traitors at sunrise
| to-morrow. I will"—
i "No, no; don't blame those fellows,"
I interrupted the American. "They did
i their duty all right. Nine bullets came
j out of those guns. I simply dodged
I them."
"Dodged them!" shouted the ser
| geant, angrily. "Do you dare to play
j with me?"
"No," answered the American, coolly,
"I am telling you the fact. Dodging
those bullets was dead easy. Why.
man, I lived in Brooklyn, New York,
for a couple of months before coming
j here, and twice a day I dodged the
trolley cars at Death Loop. Your bul
lets aren't in it with the Death Loop
fliers."
"On Onnrd" the Watchword.
j is about ready, ain't it,
Sister Duncan?" asked the preacher
who was going to perform the mar
riage ceremony in Cabbage Creek Val
! ley.
j "No, Sam ain't come to guard the
back winder yit. Tom's at the front
door an' Eli's at the gate, an' as soon
as Sam gits to the back winder every
! thing will be ready. You see, John
Henry is sorter timid like, an' when it
| comes to the pinch of the game his
j courage mout fail him an' he mout try
! to make a dash for the woods. Polly
knows this an' she ain't takin' no
chances. She's got the boys posted
whar they can stop John Henry if
anything should happen."
Got ilia Money Hack.
A well-known London theatrical
manager tells a good story at the ex
pense of a local theater whose "Stand
ing Room Only" sign is no longer need
ed.
One night, after the curtain was rung
! up, a small boy was discovered sob
bing in front of the box office. The
\ manager of the theater went to the lad
and kindly asked him what the trouble
was.
j "I want my money back!" sobbed
I the boy.
In surprise the manager asked his
i reason for such a request,
j "Because—because I'm afraid to sit
I up in the gallery all alone!" he wailed,
j His money was returned.
Populnr Lltrrnry Girl.
"For a literary girl Miss Plum seems
rery popular."
i "Yes. It's her method. She invites
i young man to the house to read over
her latest sonnet. When she comes to
i word like 'miss' for instance, she
isks him if he can improve the rhyme.
| if he has any brightness at all he will
i suggest 'kiss,' aDd at the same time
i illustrate it. If the word is 'tease' he
will suggest 'squeeze' and illustrate
hat. Oh, it's no wonder she's a pop
alar poetess."
The Old, Old Story.
"You are the only woman I ever
loved," said Adam,
i "And you," murmured Eve, "are the
first man that ever kissed me."
Then Satan smiled and said unto
himself; "That is equal to burnt-cork
repartee, and posterity shall perpetu
; ite it." And it was even so.
Vtetter Than Nothing.
Lord Notacent —I cannot tell you
' how much I love you.
Ethel Giltedge—Oh, make a rough
suess at it then. How much do you
:hlnk I'm worth.
Rival Cemcterlea.
; (n Nowhereville, in Limbo Place,
'Mid lurid reeking murk,
Two aged jokes met face to face,
Who died from overwork.
'Where rest thy bones, since thou hast
died?"
Each asked him of his brother.
'ln the Alamanac," the one replied,
1 "Farce comedy," the other.
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Sioux and Chicago White Men,
Two months ago two young men,
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John D. Jones, of Chicago, went to
Rushvllle, Neb., as agents for a well
known sewing machine company. They
were apparently selling a high-grade
machine for |lO. They declared that
this was an exclusive offer made to
the Sioux Indians and would not ap
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that the scheme was promoted by a re
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paying the difference between the
manufacturers' cost and the price de
manded of the Indians for the ma
chine.
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was collected. Now a collector of the
company has arrived to investigate
the situation. He has 160 leases for as
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has been credited as first payment.
Fifty dollars is still due on each.
The swindle was a very smooth one.
In each Instance the Indian purchasers
were required to sign a "testimonial"Tn
order that the religious society might
have evidence that the machines had
been placed according to the sales
men's statement. These testimonials
now prove to be the leases which the
investigating agent is looking up. They
are the regulation leases that go with
all machines throughout the country
where they are purchased on time. No
title is vested in the holder of the
machine under this form of lease. The
Indians who secured machines under
the deal merely rented them, signing
a contract with the company by which
they were to secure full title whenever
the money paid in rent, from month to
month, equalled the full Belling price
of the machine. Now the agent has
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explain the situation and secure the
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The Lekr Mla.ourl River.
F. R. Spearman writes of "Queer
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With all its other eccentricities, the
Missouri River leaks badly; for you
know there are leaky rivers as well as
leaky boats. The government en
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Missouri away up in Montana, and
again some hundred miles further
down stream. To their surprise, they
found that the Missouri, instead of
growing bigger down stream, as every
rational river should, was actually
20,000 second-feet smalled at the lower
point.
Now, while 20,000 second-feet could
be spared from such a tremendous
river, that amount of water makes a
considerable stream of itself. Many
very celebrated rivers never had so
much water in their lives. Hence
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discrepancy was discovered. But of
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south and east of those points on the
Missouri, sinking artesian wells, found
immense volumes of water where the
geologists said there wouldn't be any.
So it is believed that the farmers have
tapped the water leaking from that
big hole in the Missouri River away up
in Montana; and from these wells they
irrigate large tracts of land, and, natu
rally, they don't want the river-bed
mended. Fancy what a blessing it is,
when the weather is dry, to have a
river boiling out of your well, ready to
flow where you want it over the wheat
flelds! For of all manner of work that
a river can be put to, irrigation is, I
think, the most useful. But isn't that
a queer way for the Missouri to wan
der about underneath the ground?
Some Common Mistaken.
It is a mistake to work when you are
not in a tit condition to do so; to take
off heavy underclothing because you
have become overheated; to think that
the more a person eats the healthier
and stronger he will become; to believe
that children can do as much work as
grown people, and that the more they
study the more they learn; to go to bed
late at night and rise at daybreak and
imagine that every hour taken from
sleep is an hour gained; to imagine
that if a little work or exercise is good,
violent or prolonged exercise is better;
to conclude that the smallest room in
the house is large enough to sleep in.
Confession Aronses Suspicion.
"I dunno," remarked Piute Pete. "I'm
heginnln' to feel kind o' doubtful about
that case."
s "Ye mean about that hoss thief we
jes' 'tended to?"
"Yes."
"But he confessed."
"I know It. An' it wasn't tell he
confessed that I had doubts. There
ain't no circumstances whatsomever
under which I'd take his word for any
thing."
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Do you want to know what true love
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as one generally sees, explaining this
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lover wore false teeth and she wanted
to do the same.
Iladjard'N \ amr,
Mr. Kipling's Christian name, Rud
yard, is obtained from the charming
Staffordshire lake around which his
parents did their courting.
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