GRAND OPERA HOTJSE. J. J. McMenamin, Manager. o:n.e OSTigrlit Oaaly. Friday Evening, February 20, ED WARD C. WHITE PRESENTS Fbe Young Romantio Actor j WILLIS GRANGER, in the London Melodramatic Success GYPSY JACK. Portrayed by an excellent company, embel lished with uuigoificentscenery. Prices For This Engagement: 'J5c, 35c, 50c and 15c. Seats on sale nt McMonHmin'B store. \ Miners' Bills Approved. Before leaving Philadelphia Messrs. 1 , Mitchell, Uompers, Attorney Harrow and representatives of the mine workers' union had a conference in regard to a 1 number of measures for the betterment of miners and other laborers, that have been introduced into the Pennsylvania legislature. There are live of these bills, and a committee representing the or ganization will take steps to bring to bear the influence of trades unions in securing their passage. The bills con sidered at the conference were as fol lows: That prohibiting'minors under eigh teen years of age working in factories at night introduced by Senator Quail, of Schuylkill county. The second bill affects breaker boys, door-tenders, driver boys in and about the anthracite mines and provides that no minor under fourteen years may be j employed about the outside workings, and none under sixteen years about the inside workings of an anthracite mine. A third bill considered and approved was the employers' liability law, which makes the employer share in the respon sibility for accidents to mine workers, due to carelessness or stupidity on the - part of follow employes. At present in jured men have no redress in law. Senator Thomas' bill creating a de- 1 partment of mines was approved after 1 prolonged discussion. There will be | several amendments offered to this measure. The Garner bill, providing for an eight-hour workday for miners, was ap proved. BREVITIES. John Hrogan, who has just been seat ed as a director in VYilkesbarre town ship, after a contest lasting a year, on Saturday night had six men arrested on the charge of voting Illegally. Two are not citizens and four paid no taxes with in the limit required to make their votes legal. The contest showed that 14.') il legal votes were cast against Hrogan. , Sol. A. Ilacharach, of Wilkesbarre, has been reappointed to the position he has filled in the executive department, Harrisburg, the past four years. It was thought some time ago that Mr. Bachar ach would not receive the appoinment owing to his activity in the canvass of Mr. Eikin for the gubernatorial nomina tion. Lackawanna court passed sentence on Saturday on councilmen of the borough of Archbaid, who were convict ed on Thursday on the charge ol main taining a nuisance by not keeping in repair the road running through the borough from Jermyn to Brown Hollow They were directed to pay a fine of 85 each and the costs and to abate the nuisance within ninety days. Too (iooangerous things look safe, and safe things look dangerous. The trouble is all in the beholder's eye, as the common expression is. An Englishman was 011 a voyage to Spain. Ships were flying by of varying shape, rig and color. One, the English man noticed, was bearing slowly down toward him, with her cargo piled 011 deck half way up the masts. What could she be? Ilow could she lioi>o, laden in this way, to live ont the faint est suspiciou of a gale? The English traveler was consider ably exercised about her. Something surely ought to he done to make such rascally "deck loading" illegal and iiu- I possible. He scanned the vessel with his glass. The breeze was light, but slie rode buoyantly. At last a sailor cleared lip the mystery. "Why, sir," he said bluntly, "she's only u coaster loaded with cork." AdvnntnKi' of Advertlainff. "Will you allow me to ask you a question?" Interrupted a man in the audience. "Certainly, sir," said the spellbinder. "You have been giving us a lot of figures about immigration, increase in wealth and all that," said the man. "Let's see what you know about fig ures yourself. How do you find the greatest common divisor?" Slowly and deliberately the orator took a drink of water. Then he pointed ids finger at the ; questioner, lightning flashed from his I eyes, and he replied in a voice that made the gas Jets quiver: "Advertise for it, you ignoramus!"— Chicago Tribune. Read - the - Tribune. Mr, Jones' Valentine Story Cy HOWARD FIELDING CcrpyriQhU 190?, bj/ Charles XT. Tlooke THE young author seated himself with that nonchalance which may be expected in one who is introduced by the editor in chief to the mere editor of a depart ment. He scratched a match upon the side of my desk—it really is mine and not the establishment's—and lighted one of those Egyptian cigarettes which smell like an early spring bonfire in Maggie Murphy's back yard. "What kind of stuff do you want?" he inquired. "I'd take a good valentine story," said I. At that my visitor assumed a smile suggesting the early stages of seasick uess. "Oh, I say," said he in a tone of lan guid protest, "that sort of thing's played out, don't you think? Who eares about valentines? There's no ro mance in them any more. In society, people notice the day at all, they send flowers, not picture cards." "Our circulation exceeds 400," said I. "We have outgrown society. Give us something about young men and wo men." The talented author blew a greeu Egyptian cloud into the air and slowly shook his head. "I don't see anything in it," he de clared. "The valentine is a dead issue." Now, though I had never met young Mr. Breck before that day, I had read some of his stuff, and I knew that he could do good work. Ho was a western product, and such of his stories as I had seen were as full of spirit as an unbroken pony. Eastern civilization seemed to have taken the life out of him with astonishing rapidity, or it may have been the Egyptian ciga rettes. I was conscious of a sort of rage against him, partly because bis affected manner was such a disappoint ment to me, but chiefly perhaps he cause lie had treated my commonplace, old fashioned notion with contempt. "We're going to have a lot of valen tine stuff in the issue of Feb. 13," said I, "and most of it is rattling good, hut of course if it doesn't appeal to you"— Breck waved the reeking cigarette before my eyes as if in some form of Incantation, and, having reduced me to silence by this, he said: "You run the supplement, I'm told— the literary and artistic end of the pa per?" "That's what I'm here for," I replied. He shook his head very sadly and muttered: "Valentine stories! Good Lord!" "Why, what's the matter?" I in quired. "Now, look here," said he. "I try to keep pretty close to life; to write the thing that is and not the dream. Do I make myself clear? Well, such being the case, let me ask you one question. In the last ten years have you known or heard of any human creature who has attached any serious importance to a valentine or had any really romantic adventure connected with one?" "Yes, sir; I have," said I. He shook his head slowly and sadly. I could have cuffed him for that inso lence, and yet his question, his method of getting at the matter, appealed to me. "I will spin you a little yarn," said I; "a true yarn and not a bad one." "Delighted," said he, lying back in his chair and closing his eyes, while ~i W^^dt HE LAY BACK IN HIS CHAIR AND CLOSED HIS EYES. the smoke from his cigarette, now pointing straight upward, ascended to the ceiling and seemed to stick there. "This happened to a fellow named Jones," said I. "He was a newspaper correspondent in the Philippines. He had been out there six months and hadn't hud a letter from a gill." "Particular girl?" queried Breck. "Any girl," I replied. "There was a particular girl; not so very particular either, and yet he'd have been mighty glad if she had remembered liim on the other side of the world. Most fellows, of course, would have found a romance of some kind suited to their individual tastes and fancies out there, but Jones didn't have the luck. I don't know that he was a particularly sentimental fel low, yet it seemed rather hard to him that there shouldn't be a girl sorne where who cared for him to the extent represented by the moderate price of postage. He said It was as if he had died unlamented and was Just finding it out in the other world. "He'd been brought up in a little, so ciable city where everybody knew ev ery body else, and though he no longer had any close relatives there—very few, indeed, on earth—there were his old friends, including some very nice girls, whom he had traveled a hundred miles out of his way to say goodby to just before leaving his native land. They'd all promised to write to him"— "Including the girl?" said Beck. "Yes," said I. "And the fact is that a considerable package of mall for him, sent through the publishers whom lie represented, and tardily forwarded, had gone to the bottom of the Pacific ocean, but he didn't know that. "In Manila he met a young fellow named George Templeton, from the same town as himself. Templeton had not been bred in the first circles, and his early reputation for industry and sobriety was not of the best. Jones had ra tlier looked down upon him. and Templeton, no doubt, had found some reason for looking down upon Jones. HE SAT THERE ALL MIGHT. It's a privilege never denied a freeborn American. However, they became friends in Manila because it was so far from home. "Templeton was a serjfeant of volun teers and a homesick soldier if ever there was one. He excited Jones' sym pathy, which became acute when Jones learned that there was a girl at home who had stopped writing to Tem pleton for an unknown reason. This Is a serious matter when a fellow real ly eares for the girl and she is 10,000 miles away and there's no method of learning why she no longer writes. Fancy waiting for a letter to go half way around the world and for the re ply to come loitering back or not to come at all! Templeton was not nat urally sensitive, but the experience had made him so. He told his secret grudgingly because it was forced out of him, but he never revealed the name of the girl. "In the latter part of January Tem pleton's compdny was sent up into the Interior to a little forsaken village where there was a peck of trouble. A mail steamer came in the day before the detachment marched, but it brought no letter to Templeton. The poor fellow revealed this misfortune to Jones with tears in his eyes. He seemed to think that this was his last chance. "A few days later Jones learned en tirely by accident that a letter for Templeton had really come on the steamer and had been delivered by mistake to a surgeon of the same sur name. The addressed side of the letter had been, wet, and tlie ink was a mere blot, so that the word Templeton was about all that could be deciphered. The surgeon, however, detected the given name of 'George' and did not open the letter. "Jones had laid it in his mind to try to get through to this place where the trouble was. lie thought he saw a good story in it. He told the surgeon of his intention and was permitted to take the letter. By pulling all kinds of wires lie got leave to join a small par ty that was going up with dispatches, and the result was that he hud adven tures enough to fill a book. The party got through alive, but every man of them was wounded, including Jones, who made the last forty miles of the journey practically on one leg. But Tenipleton's letter—which lie was morally convinced was the letter—re posed in liis breast pocket when he staggered into camp. "He found Templeton flat on his hack and raving with fever in a quaint cen tury old church that had been turned into a hospital. The surgeon in charge told Jones that it was practically all over; the man was as good as dead. 'Will he be conscious again?' asked Jones. And the surgeon said that it was possible. '"When is it likely to happen?' " 'Heaven knows,' answered the sur geon. " 'l'll wait,' said Jones. And he sat | down on the foot of the bed. His | wound was dressed and he was fed ' while he sat there. Of course they j tried to take him away, but he wouldn't go, and as everybody was pretty busy he was presently forgotten. "He sat there all night, sometimes in that conscious sleep which is the prod- i not of physical weariness and mental j concentration fighting for supremacy. ' He was half crazy from a dozen causes, and he held that letter iu his I hand every minute. "It seemed to him that by continual j feeling of it while in that peculiar men- | tal state he gained an idea of what was in it. and at times he felt ashamed of knowing. The envelope was square, •ml there was a hard iuclosure that seemed like u small photograph. But I after awhile Jones became aware that the fdges of this card were ornamen tally Irregular, and then he knew what It was. The thing was a valentine, and It had traveled many, many miles —a fed latterly by a route never intend ed ?y the reach this dying man in time. The date, in fact, was in advance of the saint's day. It was the night of Feb. 11. "Templeton raved and tossed, and he said some things that might go to a feeling man's heart, considering the circumstances, but he mentioned no name. About 3 o'clock he became quiet, and from that hour till morning he seemed to be sinking down to death. Then he stirred and half raised him self. " 'Hello, Jones!' said he. 'Where did you come from?' " 'l've got a letter for you, George,* was the reply. 'lt came after you left.' " 'Give it to me,' said Templeton, ex tending a weak, thin hand. "He took the letter and raised it to his breast as he sank back against the pillow. Jones waited, but Templeton did not move. He lay there smiling, with the letter on his breast. The man was dead. " 'This is a valentine that some one has sent to him from home,' said Jones when the surgeon came. 'I think we ought to bury it with hiip.' " 'How do you know what it is?' asked the surgeon. "Jones could not answer. " 'We ought to open it,' said the doc tor. 'in order to communicate with the writer. Some one might want to know that he got it.' "He took the envelope out of the dead man's hand and opened it after some hesitation. " 'Dear George,' he rend in a whisper, 'mail this to Frank Jones if you know where he Is. and never tell him who sent it. I don't know how to address him, but you can find out.' " 'That's mine,' said Jones, in a dream. "The doctor put the iuclosure into his hands. It was in a separate envelope, unaddressed. " 'This is a friendly letter from a mighty fine girl.' said the doctor. 'l'd like to take something of this kind with me when 1 go.' "He put it back Into its envelope and laid it inside the rough woolen shirt which was the dead man's garment. " 'He has delivered your message, lit tle girl,* said lie, 'and he'll never tell who sent it.' "So that's the whole story. Jones has come back to this country, and he has that valentine—a pretty card with a lit tle love verse on it, but not a scrap of writing. He doesn't know who sent it. but if he did I think he would find that girl. I feel quite sure that he would find that girl." "Not bad, as such things go," said Breck, rising, "but conventional." "Conventional be — I beg your par don," said I. "Why, the thing is true." "I don't see that that helps It any," replied Breck. "However, thnt's nei ther here nor there. I'm hard up, and if a valentine story's what you want "THAT'S MINE," SAID JONES. I'll go home and see what I can do for you. By the way. it wasn't Temple ton's girl, of course?" "The one who sent the valentine? Certainly not," I replied. "When Jones got back to this country, lie looked up Tenipleton's affairs a hit to see wheth < r lie could do anything for his family and that sort of thing, and he happened to discover that the girl for whose let ter he had waited was really waiting for him—waiting, as 1 have faith to be lieve, very near that rude church in Luzon where the man closed his eyes so happily to open the eyes of his soul next moment in her presence." "You mean she had died?" said Breck. "Precisely," I replied. "And Joues hasn't found the otie girl who remembered him upon the far side of the world?" "No," said I, "but he will." Breck lighted another of his deadly cigarettes. "Why can't I write this thing for you?" he Inquired. "Not for your life, my friend." said I. lie stared through the first great cloud of smoke. "Why not?" he demanded. "Because I'm 'Joues,'" said I, "and at present '.lie matter is sacredly confi dential. When I have found that girl, I shall write the story myself." He WAN Rlxht. Cromwell stood moodily watching the battle of Naseby. "Why so downcast?" inquired his generals. "Aren't we making glorious history?" "Not much!" cried Oliver. "We're only furnishing material for some fool novelist." With an imprecation on posterity he rushed oft' to dictate his terms of sur render.—Judge. RAILROAD TIMETABLES LEHIGH VALLEY RAILROAD. November 16, 1902. ARRANGEMENT or PASSENGER TRAINS. LEAVE FKBELANJ). 0 12 a ra for Weatherly, Mauch Chunk Allentown, Bethlehem, Easton, Phila delphia and New York. 7 29 a in for Sandy Hun, White Haven, Wilkes-Barre, Pittston and Scranton. 8 15 a in for Hazleton, Weatherly, Mauch Chunk. Allentown, Bethlehem. Easton, Philadelphia, Now York, Delano and Pottsville. 9 58 a in for Hazleton, Delano, Mahanoy City, Shenandoah und Alt. Carmel. 11 32 ain for White Haven, Wilkes-Bar re, Scranton and the West. 11 41 a m for Weatherly, Mauch Chunk, Al lentown, Bethlohem, Euston, Phila delphia, New York, Hazleton, Delano, Mananoy City, Shenandoah and Mt. Carmel. 4 44 p in for Weatherly, Mauch Chunk, Al lentown, Bethlehem, Eastou, Philadel phia, New York, Hazleton, Delano Muhuuoy City, Shenandouh. Mt. Carina, and Pottsville. 0 33 p in for Sandy Kun, White Haven, wilkes-Barre, Scranton and all points West. 7 29 p m for Hazleton. AltlllVE AT FREELAND. 7 29 a m from Pottsville, Delano and Haz leton. 9 12am from New Y'ork, Philadelphia, Eas tou, Bethlehem, Allentown, Muuch Chunk, Weatherly, Hazleton, Mahanoy City, Shenandoah and Mt. Carmel 9 58 a m from Scranton, Wilkes-Barre and White Haven. 1 1 32 a m from Pottsville, Mt. Carmel, Shen andoah, Mahanoy City, Delano and Hazleton. 12 35p m from New York, Philadelphia, Easton, Bethlehem, Allentown, Mauch Chunk and Weatherly. 4 44 p in from Scranton, Wilkes-Barre and White Haven. 0 33 P m from New York, Philadelphia, Easton, Bethlehem Allentown, Mauch Chunk, Weatherly, Mt. Carmel, Shenan doah, Mahanoy City, Delauo and Hazle ton. 7 29 p in from Scranton, Wilkes-Barre and White Haven. For further information inquiro of Ticket Agents. COLLI N B. WILBUR, General Superintendent 26 Cortlandt street. New York City. CHAS. S. LEE, General Passenger Agent, 26 Cortlandt Street. New York City. G. J. GILD 110 Y, Division Superintendent, Hazleton, Pa. 'PIIE DKLAWAKS, SDSQUEHANNA AND A SCHUYI.KILL HAILKOAD. Time tuble in effect May 19,1901. Trains leave Driftou for Jeddo, Eckley, Hazit ; rook, Stockton, Beaver Meadow Road, Roan and Hazleton Junction at 000 a m, daily except Sunday; and 7 07 a m, 2 38 p m, Sunday Trains leave Drilton for Harwood,Cranberry, i'omhickeu and Deringer at 600 am, daily except Sunday; and 707 a m, 238 p m, Sun iy. Trains leave Drifton for Oneida Junction, iarwood Road, Humboldt Koad, Oneida and heppton at 6 (KJ am, daily except Sun 'ay; and 7 07 a ra, 2 38 p m, Sunday. Trains leave Hazleton Junction for Harwood, Cranberry, Tomhicken Hnd Deringer at 636 h ii, daily except Sunday; and s 63 a m, 4 22 p m. Sunday. Trains leave Hazleton Junction for Oneida Junction, Harwood Koad, Humboldt Koad, Oneida and Siicppton at 32,11 10 am,441 pm, dally except Sunday; and 737 a m, 311 p m. Sunday. Trains leave Deringer for Tomhicken, Cran berry, Haiwood, Hazleton Junction and Roan at 600 p in, daily excopt Sunday; and 937 a m, 5 07 p n.„ Sunday. Trains leave Sheppton for Oneida, Humboldt Koad, Harwood Koad, Oneida Junction, Hazle ton Junction and Kuan at 7 11 am, 12 40, 626 p m, daily except Sunday; and 8 11 a m, 344 p m, Sunday. Trains leave Sheppton lor Heaver Meadow Koad, Stockton. Tlazle Brook, Eckley, Joddc and Driftou at 6 26 p m. daily, except Sunday: and 8 11 a m, 3 44 p in, Sunday. Trains leave Hazleton Junction for Beavei Meadow Koad, Stockton. Hazlc Brook, Eokioy, Jeddo and Drifton at 549 p m, daily, except Sunday: and 10 10 a m, 6 40 p m, Sunday. All trains connect at Hazleton Junction witfc electric cars for Hazleton, Jean'sville. Audeu riod and other points on the Traction Com pany's line. Train leaving Drifton at 600 a m makes connection at, Deringer with P. K. K. trains for wi|kbarre. Sun bury. Flarrisburg and points west. ' LUTHER o. SMITH, Superintenricnt. LEBIGH TRACTION COMPANY. Freeland Schedule. First ear leaves Hazleton for Freeland ut 5 15 a in, then on the even and half hour thereafter. First car Sundays HI 0(0 a in. First car leaves Freeland for Hazleton at 545a m. then on the 15 ml 45 minutes after the hour thereafter. First ear Sundays ut 645 J.iist ear leaves Hazleton for Freeland ut 11 U0 pm. Last ear Sa urdin sat 11 30 p in. Lust car leaves Freeland for Huzleton at 11 15 p in. Last car Saturdays at II 45 pm. Curs leaving Ha/.h ton at 600 am connect with D. S. V S. Kuilroad trains at Hazleton Junction for Harwood, rrunb* rry. Tomhicken and Derringer daily except Sunday, and 8 30 ain iiml 400 p m Sunday. Curs leave Hazleton for Humboldt road, •Kiel la and Sheppton at OhOund lOiiOu m and 4 00 p ui daily, and 7 00 und 3 00 p m Sundays. Cars leave Hazleton for Heaver Meadow road. Stockton, Hazlc Brook. Eckley, Jeddo and Driftou at 5 30 p m daily uml 950 a m and 5 30 p m Sunday A. MARKLE, General Manager. ENTRAL RAILROAD OF NEW JERSEY. November 10. 1002. Stations in New York: Foot of Liberty Street, North River, and South Ferry. Tit A INS LEAVE UPPER LEIIIGH. For New York, at 8 15 a m. For Philadelphia, ar 8 15 a in. For White Haven, at 8 15 a in and 0 05 p m. For Wilkes-Barre, Pittston and M-riiutnu, at 8 15 a in. For Mauch Chunk, Catasauqua and Allen- Through tickets to all points ut lowest rates may be had on application in advance to the ticket agent at the station. C. M. HURT, (Jen. Puss. Agent. W. G. Rosier, General Manager. We Can Sell Your Farm,! &W ~factory. Business or Rcsi-J" S;? 5 dence No matter wherel located. We have soldi hiiudreds of others. Why!