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Tun 111v E'N-‘ING GEAZE irrrn . J
The Speedy Razorback.
A wild“ boar hunt was the exciting
sport a number of the young men'of
South Jacksonville had looked for-
ward to last week with a great deal
~of pleasure. The wild boar was a
razorback hog. He was installed in a
pen andfed with red pepper, gun-
powder and dynamite, and became as
fierce as his reputed cousin of the
Black Forest.
assembled at the meeting place armed
with javelins
bamboo, with hunting knives tied .to
‘ :9 end.
The vild boar was liberated and
trotted away into the woods. He
squealed a half-contented, inquisitive,
where’s-the—rest—of-my-fam-ily sort of
squeal, with no thought of the pursu—
ers, who spurred and whipped their
horses into furious pursuit.
The wild boar trotted along—just
simply and coolly trotted. He didn’t
look as if he were going, but the gait
soon distanced his pursuers, and they
were robbed of the pleasure of “jab-
ing” him full of holes—Florida
Times-Union.
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' The Turning Point.
“How is your husband, Mrs. O'Huo-
ligan?”
"Faith, an’ be is at the turning point
this blessed night. The doctor is just
after lavin,’ and he says if he lives
till the morning’ we may be hopin’,
but if not we must be after givin’ him
up, shurc.”—Washingt0n Times.
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Reporter—That fellow who wanted
his name kept out of the paper called
in today. Oh, he was mad!
Editor—W'hat about?
Reporter—It seems we kept it out.—-
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AGRICULTUnI‘
The American Agriculturist Explains How
.Farmers Arc "‘l’fiilked” by Crossroads
Stores—JVith Credit Banks They Could
. Borrow at Low Rates of Interest—They
I “Yould Then Be Free to Buy In the
' Cheapest and Sell” .111 the Dearest llIalkct.
The American Agriculturist, one of
the leading farm journals of this coun-
try, has been running a. series of excel-
lent editorials on the subject of credit
banks for the benefit of farmers. One of
the first, in the issue of Nov. 21, 1896,
discussed the agricultural credit banks
of England. It attracted considerable at-
tention, and the Grange and Farmers’
Alliance in several states are seriously
considering a. trial" of the system there
outlined. '
A recent editorial showed some of the
benefits of the Scotch credit; banks which
loan small amounts to borrowers with-
out; collateral, but who can give at least
two good sureties. By this means 21. ca-
pable and trustworthy young man can
obtain a few hundred do 'ilars, at a mod-
erate . rate of interest, with which to
stock a. farm which he has just bought.
He does not have to pay interest on a
dollar more than he actually uses and
at any time can return any part of What
is borrowed and stop interest on the part
returned. Dunning Macleod, a great au—
thority upon banking, says that this sys-
tem, introduced years ago, gave Soot-'
tish agriculture a prodigious stimulus,
while to it also he attributes the mar-
velous development of manufactures
and other industries in Scotland in the
face of adverse natural conditions. Mac-
leod declares that the use of this form
of credit has been more helpful to Scot-
land that the richest gold or silver mines
would have been.
The Agriculturist then described the
special benefits of the branch banks of
Scotland and Canada. Ten Scotch banks
have 1,000 branches. Each little town
where there is an agent of one of these
ten banks has practically the same bank-
ing privileges as though the headquar-
ters of the bank were in the town,
whereas the American town’s facilities
are confined to the little bank located
in its midst, or, more likely, in a larger
town, village or city 10 or :30 miles
away, for it is often 50 and sometimes
100 miles from points in the south and
west to the nearest bank.
We quote the following from One of
the more recent editorials in The Agri-
culturist:
‘ ‘The agricultural credit bank de—
scribed in our previous article, or our
own very successful cooperative build-
ing and loan associations, might also es-
tablish branches or agencies. Thus one
society could have a. representative in
every town or hamlet in a county or
group of Counties, bringing its advan-
tages home to depositors and borrowers
everywhere. In this way, even in a
sparsely settled farming country, a. co—
operative banking society could get
enough business to be soundly success-
ful. The agricultural credit banks de-
scribed in the editorial referred to en-
able the honest poor to co- -operate in
other matters. The testimony of hun-
dreds of similar institutions in Europe
shows beyond all question that these
credit societies have ‘encouraged co-
operation in all its forms, stimulated
thrift and self help and improved the
whole moral and material condition of
their members.’ The need is certainly
urgent for similar effort at self help in
very many farming communities in this
country as well as among workers in
other occupations. In these times, when
the margin of profit is so close in farm-
ing, as in other business, it; is all the
more necessary for farmers to be able to
conduct their affairs with the utmost
economy, for which purpose capital at
reasonable rates of interest is an impera-
tive necessity.
“Whatever opinions are entertained
concerning'the standard of values, there
should be unanimity in an effort to per-
fect a sound plan of co- -operative bank-
ing that will enable farmers to help
themselves. How great this need is can
hardly be exaggerated. Taking the
United States as a. whole, we doubt if
one-tenth of our farmers use banks or
are within convenient reach of banking
accommodation. W ithout it they cannot
employ credit in the true sense. Yet
nine- -tenths of the volume of business
transacted by other people is done with
credit instruments. But the average
farmer is able to use only the credit; of-
fered by the crossroads store, which
‘milks’ him to the tune of 15 to 40 per
cent by taking his stuff in tradcnt far
below market price, charging big profits
on what the farmer buys, and on top of
this exacting exorbitant interest.
“N o legitimate business can stand
this sort of‘ a'ccommodation,’ certainly
not agriculture. The evil exists whether
prices are high or low, currency plenty
or scarce. The deeper‘ ‘one delves into
this matter the plainer it. appears that,
whatever is done about monetary stand-
ards, better banking accommodations—
that is, better facilities for the use of
credit instruments, such as checks,
drafts, etc—are vital to the farmer’s
welfare. Nor can he, need he or will he
pay more for these facilities than do
those in other business.”
A Good Example;
_ The action of the silver Republicans
in deciding to make the money issue
paramount sets a good example to the
gold Democrats the Baltimore News
(Dem. ) says: ‘ ‘They must keep them-
selves inrcadiness to support, not mere-
ly by assenting vote, but by active work
and f1 icndly counsel. any effort which
may be 11011 stly put forwmd by the in-
coming administmticn to place the
finances of the country upon a. sound
basis. They would sl‘ultify their course
in the contest of last yearlif they allow-
ed party COlli-slllGl'llIlCllS to have so much
as a feather’s wc‘ight in comparison with
their duty upon this issue of transcendu
ent mom 112"”‘1 ”
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_ as well
CONSOLATION.
0 heart. of mine. we shouldn‘t
-- Worry so!
1. 112.1 We’ve missed of calm we couldn‘t have.
You know! .
Viimt we’ve met of stormy pain,
.~\n.'1 of sorrow's driving rain,
“’1: can better meet again,
If it blow. ‘
Ti..- have erred in that dark hour
We have known,
I fhen our tears fell with the shower,
All alone.
'1”. ere not, shine and shadow blent
As the gracious Master meant?
Let. us temper our content
With His own.
1 or, we know, not every morrow
Cali be sad:
So, forgetting all. the sorrow
We have had.
Let. us fold away our fears,
A 1111 put by our foolish tears,
And through all the coming years
Just be glad.
—Ja1nes VVhitcombl
AILEEN.
In the year 188— I
salesman for the firm of Smith,
Briggs & Company, New York, and
late one Saturday evening, toward the
latter part of October, found myself
stranded in the rather more dead
than alive little town of Cornings-
burgh, with no prospect of leaving
that place until the following Mon-
day.
My enforced stay there promised to
be anything but a pleasant one, for
Corningsburgh was a typical inland
village, more than a quarter of a cen—
tu1y behind the progress of civiliza-
tic-n.
Appa1ently, the only 1ipple of ex-
< itement that had broken the dead
calm of this existence since the last
burial was the announcement of a
church wedding that was to take
place there the following day. Weary
of hearing this discussed and re-dis-
cussed at the grocery whither I had
disconsolately sauntered, I returned to
my hotel, and the first words my
landlady said to me, as I sat down to
supper, were——
"Heard about the Wedding?”
I assented grufily.
“It’ll be a grand affair,” she contin-
ued. “It’s the first wedding in the
family, and it’ll be the last, for the
bride is an only child, and a pretty
penny she’ll bring her husband! Not
that Dr. Berndt cares for that, for 11c
has enough for both and to spare, but
he has never been the same since his
first trouble. You heard of that, sir?”
mysteriously.
No, I had not.
“I thought as much!” triumphantly.
“I doubt if any one about here knows
the ins and outs of that story as well
as I do, for I’m no hand to blab, and
it all happened away from here—over
in Bel Air, and I was right there at
the time. Let’s see, it’s been eight
year ago, easy. The Berndts we‘re then
the biggest land owners in that own
ty, and Phil was as likely a young fel-
low as you’d find in a year’s travel.
He was an only child, and had been
petted and humored all his life, but
he had onlr one fault: he was given
to fits of jealousy. They burst upon
one suddenly, without any waining
whatever, but were always soon over,
when he would be his old merry self
1110?:
was traveling
again.
“Well, it was a great day at the
Berndts’ when Phil brought his
young bride home. I was there
helping with the decorations, and she
was as pretty a young creature as
ever you saw: But for all her win-
ning ways, sweet smile and velvet
eyes, I could see that she was proud
as Lucifer. It was in the 'very pose
of her head, flash of eye and trend of
her footstep. She was a dainty little
thoroughbred, proud and high-Spir-
lted.
“Aileen Cairnmoor was her name.
She came of a proud old blue—blooded
family of Kentucky. The Berndts
worshipped her—father, mother 'and
son—and she worshipped them in
turn. There never was a happier fam-
ily, and all went well till one day
when Phil’s old spirit asserted itself,
and his mad jealousy burst upon
Aileen with ungovernable fury.
“She listened to his rash accusa-
tions with widening eyes and paling
lips, then, without a word, went di-
rectly to her room and locked the
door.
“Phil's mother and I were by and
heard it all. Il'e were both fright-
ened and begged him to go at once
and apologize, but he wouldn't; his
anger wasn’t over; so he dashed from
the room, ordered his horse and rode
away.
“Mrs. Berndt worried considerable
after he was gone, but knowing Phil
as she did, never gave a.
thought to any further trouble coming
of the affair. She knew he would be
all right when he came back, and it
never occurred to her that Aileen
might not make the same allowances
for Phil as did his mother, Who had
known him all his life.
“I never passed such a night. Mr.
Phil did not come home, and Aileen
did not come down to supper. I car-
ried a tray of tea and toast to her
room, but the door was locked, and I
could get no response. Mrs. Berudt
herself went to the door, but conclud-
ing that the girl was asleep,
away without disturbing her.
“And the next morning she was
gone! No trace of her could be
found. The door stood wide open, and
the contents of the room had not been
disturbed. All her costly diesses,
dainty trinkets and jewels, gifts from
her husband lay scattered about, just
as she had left them.
“Mr. Phil came home early. .pleas-
ant as a May ,111orning and ashamed
)f his previous bad temper; but he
was in a towering rage when he
found Aileen gone, and wouldn’t look
for her—expecting her back every
minute. But she did not come, and
when he did look for her no clue to
1er whereabouts. could be found. V
f«_~..— -. -...._._..-‘,_.,_____;“ —... _
came ’
1 first wife.
“Well, they 'never rallied from that
blow+none of them. Phil’s mother
and father died a few years later, and
Phil himself wandered about like a
chest for a while, and finally settled
down to his practice. He would
never give up the old home in Bel
Air; ’peared like he thought maybe
she‘d come back. And now he’s go-
ing to be married again!
“Some do say that he first took to
Lucill-a Barnes because of a fleeting
resemblance between her and his
Don’t know how that is.
Never could see any likeness myself,
though Lucilla isn’t a ' bad looking
:"irl~but fly. It’s her doings that
111837‘1'e to be married in the church.”
At my landlady’s suggestion I went
early to the church, in order to secure
a front seat and watch the incoming
crowd.
Some were looking preternaturally
sad over the affair as if it were 11 bur-
,ial, while others seemed to consider it
thebest joke of the season. But the
two who must stand by it for aye had
1101; Yet appeared, and soon I. forgot
their existence altogether in the con-
templation of the loveliest vision it
had ever been my good fortune to be-
hold. This was a woman who might
have been thirty or seventeen, for
any trace of time or- memory upon
her smooth, clear-cut features.
Such a contradictory face as it was
——fair, calm and sweet, with never a
touch of gladness or sorrow in its
pure features, but a whole heart his-
tory in the intense velvety depths of
the liquid dark eyes.
By her side sat a child——a lad of
seven or eight years—her child, with-
out a doubt, for the same shadow in
the mother’s eyes lay darkening and
brightening in his, and the sweet
young face bore a striking resem-
blance to hers. But it was a grave
face, too—unchildlike in a quiet grav-
ity that spoke of strength and self-re
liance.
S0 engrossed had I become in
watching them that I almost missed
the entrance of the bridal party, and
had only time for a hasty inventory
of the bride and groom as they took,
their positions in front of the altar;
the former, a fair young girl, in bil-
lows of lace and tulle adorned with
sprays of orange blossom—the latter,
a man of splendid physique. with a
strong, dark, handsome face, tem-
pered by a wistful patience in its
stern lines, and having “a touch of
time in his raven hair.”
As the first words of the marriage
service reached us, the man chanced
to glance across the church, when his
gaze fell on the lady in whom I had
so lately been interested. In an in-
stant his face had blanched; he stag-1
gered forward, and with an inarticu-
late cry, fell in a deathlike swoon
near the altar.
__ In the confusion that ensued the
fair unknown quietly arose and left
the building. Her way led past that
prostrate figure, and her fur-edged
cloak brushed the man’s white face
as she glided by him.
- The child half paused, with a long-
ing backward glance at the still form.
But the lady’s slender gloved fingers
closed firmly over the little hand as
she hurried away.
My eyes followed them to the door,
where I saw the boy pause gravely,
and clinging to the lady’s soft draper-
ies, make some pleading request which
she reluctantly granted. Then he
darted away up the aisle, where the
crowd was swaying back and forth
about the altar.‘
I arose and followed him as he
threaded his way to Doctor Berndt’s
side and knelt by him, his fingers ca-
ressingly smoothing the white brow.
till, seemingly under the magnetism
of that touch, the man opened his eyes
and arms and drew the child close to
his breast.
The little fellow soon disengaged
himself from that embrace, and in re-
ply to what must have been a whis-
pered entreaty from Doctor Berndt
for him to remain ‘with him, said.—
“I cannot! I must go to mamma.
She has no- one to take care of her but
me.”
Then. cap in hand, he passed down
the aisle, a ray of sunshine from one
of the windows touching his silken
curls and bringing out golden threads
of embroidery in. his velvet blouse. Ar-
rived at the church door he found the
lady gone; but that fact did not seem
to disconcert him. Setting his cap
firmly on his glossy head, he marched
toward the hotel—my hotel, for there
was no other in Corninsburgh~—and as
lhe carriages were leaving, and an
usher had informed me that the cere—
mony was postponed, I followed him.
As for Doctor Berndt. the first
words he uttered after the child left
him in the church were,—
“She is my wife and that is my child,
though God knows I never thought of
such a thing!”
The sight of his first lovc's face was
like a breath of hope on the smould—
ring fires of his old love, which flamed
into being once more. He hurried to
the hotel and demanded an interview
with his wife, which, though none of
us could ascertain how, was readily
obtained.
An excited crowd was gathered 011
the ground floor of the hotel, all im-
patiently awaiting the result of the
interview, tho-ugh there could be small
doubt of what it would be; for the
strong will and pride which had sepa-
rated the pair when love was in its
prime could not be expected tr bring
them together now that the snows of
time and silence were piled high upon
the dead love in Aileen's heart.
\Yas it dead? I had not seen a
change in the calm sue t face even
as she passed him in the ('Illll(ll. Not
only was the ghost of the dead past
between them buc. the other fair liv—
ing woman—a new love! The piide
of the Cairnmoors could not forgive
that.
POWDER
CAUSE OF TOILET 50A? IN EVERY PACKAGE. - ‘
Eagerly we waited for the crumbs
of news doled out to us by our land-
lady after surreptitious trips upstairs.
“It would break your heart to see
them,” declared that worthy woman.
wiping her eyes vigorously upon her
apron, and giving me the place ‘of
honor by her side. “She sits there. as
lndiflferent-like as a marble image, with
her big soft eyes looking far away out
of the window, and every little while
she says something soft, pleasant and
natural-like in answer to his passion-
ate pleading as he kneels there at her
feet. And that child stands by his
mother’s side, one hand on the arm of
her chair and the other thrust into his
velvet blouse, while his face—so like
them both—is grave as a preacher‘s as
he watches Doctor Berndt.” .
We were all seized with such a
thirst for information, and became so
clamorous for more after this that she
again left us—though not the bravest
of our number dared hint that all her
light on the subject came through the
keyhole of the door.
This time she stayed so long that
our excitement reached fever heat ere
she again joined us, still weeping, yet
speaking fast and cxcitededly.
“I never want to live long enough
to see such a pitiful sight again,” she
vowed vehemently. “Aileen just said
something to him in that sweet,
decided way of hers, with a faint little
smile, and he made no answer except
to lean his head against the arm of
her chair, where he remained still as
death. His hair was blown against
her arm; but she never noticed it nor
him but just sat there with that care-
less smile on her lips and far away
look in her pretty eyes. But the child
—standin.g opposite Doctor Berndt and
looking so grave, wise and sad—it
would have broken your heart to see
him! I can‘t toil 110w long they re-
mained that Why, but presently the
boy slipped like a shadow from his
mother‘s side, and going around to
Dr. Berndt, put his arms about him
and kissed him, and whispered some-
thing. but still Mrs. Berndt never
moved, nor seemed to notice either of
them 1231 :‘he child put 11p his arms
and drew her face down against his
father‘s. and that touch seemed to
warm her into life. At. once, as though
she couldn’t help it, she kissed Phil
again and again, and he just put his
arms around both mother and child,;as
though he never meant to let them
gol' ’
Still the woman talked on and on,
in answ er to the numberless inquiries
from the. crowd, and I learned that
Aileen Cairnmcor had gone directly
West on leaving her husband, eight
years before. and in not attempting in
any way to conceal her flight, had ut-
terly escaped notice. There she had
made friends, and “taught by tears
and calmed, by time,” in the solemn
grandeur of the majestic scenery, by
the wash of the Western seas, she had
learned that I‘ve was stronger than
pride, and so was willing to take up
the broken threads of her life and
weavC them into shapeliness again.
The crowd broke into a rousing
cheer :1 while later, when Dr.
Berndt drove away with his wife
and child. The latter waved his
tasselled cap in reply, and a burst of
music, a chime of bells and a shower
of flowers pursued the long-parted
husband and wife into the new future
opening before them.
As for the bride to be—wcll, she
was young and would outlive this.
Besides, in this busy, workaday
world of ours, somebody’s heart is
aching every day. It may be mine
tomorrow—or yours, Who can tell?
One True Ghost. Story.
This is a true ghost story of an 11n-
conventional kind. A young lady ar-
rived late at night on a“ visit to a
friend. She awoke in the darkness to
find a white figure at the foot of the
bed. I'Vhile she watched the bed—
clothes were suddenly whisked OE and
the apparition vanished. After an
anxious, not to say chilly, night, the
visitor went down with little appetite
for breakfast. At the table she was
introduced to a gentleman, a. very old
friend of the family, who had, she
learned, also been sleeping in the
house. He complained of the cold.
“I hope you will excuse me,” he said
to his hostess, “but I found it so cold
during the night that, knowing the
room next to mine was unoccupied, I
took the liberty of going in and car-
rying ed the bedclothes to supplement
my own.”
The room, as it happened, was not
unoccupied, but he never learned his
mistake.
_ A Happy Thought.
She-You are marrying me for my
money.
He—Wcll, I must have some excuse
to give to my friends. -New York
Jouinal.
' to America.
A WOMAN’S ISLAND1.
Three Tlmesas Many Women- as Men at
Tristan da Cunha.
From the isolated group of little
Islands 1n the South Atlan ic, whence
the caged eagle, Napoleon, was guard—
ed, though 1,300 miles distant, on
lonely St. Helenagcomes by rounda-
bout means the strange tale of life-with-
out communication with the rest of the '
world for six months, and a bit of his-
tory in a. community in which women
outnumber the men by such a majority
that they may compel obedience by
force, if violence should be necessary.
The news from the group of Tristan
da Cunha, the three little islands mid-
way between ‘she Cape of Good Hope
and the coast. of South America, came
through the captain of the ship Dart- '
ford, who says that 1n about latitude 37 _
degrees 5 minutes south and longitude
1‘2. degrees 16 minutes his vessel was
signaled by a. small boat. The yards of
the Dartford were backed and a. small
boat came alongside. In it were sev-
eral men and a. quantity of potatoes,
eggs, milk and penguin skins. The
men offered the fresh produce and the
skins in trade, saying they wanted
clothing, tea, rice, sugar and flour from
the ship's stores in exchange for the
articles they brought from their island
home.
They told tliecaptain that they de-
pend upon passing vessels for the pro-
visions they named and for clothing. .
because for six months not a boat had
succeeded in hailing a ship.
The population of the island of Tris-
tan da Cunha, as reported to the cap-
tain of the Dartford by the men in the ‘
boat, is 60, the women outnumbering
the men in the proportion of three to
one. Therefore there are 45 women
and 15 men.
The grmip consists of three tiny vol—
canic isles, Tristan, the largest, being
seven miles in diameter (in the centre
being a mountain 7,600 feet, high); In-
accessible, about two miles across, and
Nightingale Island, a. baby islet, just
big enough to hold two hills.
The islands have been under the
British flag since 1816, though, as the
men in the boat, told the master of the
Dartford, no European government
had paid any attention to them in the
memory of any of the inhabitants.
When Napoleon was at St. Helena,
1,300 miles distant, a British garrison
was stationed on Tristan, but was with-
drawn after the death of the exile.
Corporal William Glass, his wife and-
1'amily and two private soldiers were
permitted to remain on the island when
the garrison was withdrawn. The pop-
ulation had increased to 60 people, some
of the accessions being due to ship-
wreck and some to desei tions from
Whaling vessels—Boston Transcript.
Dr. Nansen and His Wife.
Dr. Fridtj of Nansen began making
his experiments in the far North when
he was about twenty-one years of age.
Apart from his reputation as an intrepid
explorer he is a. recognized authority in
manydepartments of zoology, and his
published papers on various anatomical
subjects are of considerable interest
and importance. Mrs. Nansen, like
most Norwegian women, whether they
need it for a. livelihood or not, works
hard. She gives lessons in music and
sings in public. Before their marriage
Dr. Nansen and his fiancee agreed that
their mode of life should not be changed, -
—that he should not abandon his ex-
plorations and that. she should continue
her teaching. '
No Love for Fido.
Yife—Be sure to advertise for Fido
in the morning newspapers.
Next day the wife read in the morn-
ing newspapers: “Ten Shillings Re-
ward—«Lost, a mangy lap-dog; with
one eye and no tail. Too fat to walk.
Answers to the name of Fido. Smells
like a monkey house. If returned
stuffed, thirty shillings reward.”——Pear—
son’s Weekly.
.
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Since the "world began, So it; is said;
something over a. million and a 11an of
patents have been issued in (10121111
parts of Christendom. Of this .. gr:
gate more than half a. million belongs
That is not a. bad show-
ing for the land of the fiee and the
home of the blizzard.
Nine miles east of Uniontown, Penn”
on the north side of the old National
turnpike, in a field/belonging to the es-
tate formerly in the possession of
James Dickson, is the grave of Brad-
dock, which is still well cared for and
tended. Pious hands guard and deck
the resting place of the gallant but un«.-
fortunate warrior, who, here amid the
wilderness, fell on sleep, his final ac-
tion, though of bravery without stain,
linking his name forever with calam-
ity. The grave is protected
fence an d’surrounded with tt'ce3.
01' 11 19111 1111111311 t from his null: ezcoun-
ltry 11:11! fainted there.
THE ORIGINAL
“BOSS” ,
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