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THE LEAD PENCIL.

If my wife has a failure it is lack
of reverence. She doesn’t recognize
those property rights which shoulc
inhere to the personal belongings of a
husband.

I think that I was mildly reprimand-
ing her at the time for mislaying the
gimlet. I’m the most particular fel-
low you ever saw about keeping every-
thing in its place.

It isn’t alone gimlets, it is hammers
and screw-drivers, and knives, and
Lord knows what all. Why, she ha:-
even tampered with my razors!

Well, now that you understand my
wife’s failing—I’ll admit it’s her great-

, est one—I’ll go on with the story with

which it is connected.

One day last July, Jim Outhwick
came into the station just as I was
closing up to go to supper. Jim is
the paymaster at the Vulcan mills,
and a right good fellow.

“Hello, Joe,” he says; “all alone?”

“Yes,” I said; "‘what’s up?”

He flung a canvas grip'on the table
and said,—

“I must go down the road to-night to
Ashville. There’s talk of a strike
ameng the miners, and I’ve got to be
on hand first thing in the morning. I’m
to offer to pay off the disaffected ones
and make a big show of money. That’s
a bluff that generally goes. The boys’ll
make up their minds the company
can’t be scared, and they'll get into
line again. There’s twenty-six thous-
and dollars in that bag, Joe.”

I looked. at the bag on the table and
looked at Jim.

“What do you bring it here for?" I
said. ' ‘ '

“That’s easily explained,”
swered. .

“I got word to start for Asbville just
half an hour ago. The money was
made up in a hurry and I didn’t have
time to go home. I couldn’t very well
stay at the mill, and I wouldn’t go to
the tavern. So I just thought I’d come
down here and get you to stay with
me until the night freight comes along.
She’s due at nine-thirty, isn’t she?”

“Nine-thirty—five,” I answered. “But
I’m just 01? for~supper.”

“Oh, that’s all right,” he said. “I
feel safe enough here. I’m armed to
the teeth, you know, and there
wouldn’t be any danger until after
dark. But you’ll come back and keep
me company, won’t you?”

“I will if Minnie lets me off,” I said.
“I’m booked for cribbage with her af-
ter supper.”

“You tell Minnie I’ll bring her the
prettiest cribbage board in Ashville if
she’ll lend you for a couple of hours,”
laughed Jim. -

There was a stout old safe in the cor-
her of the office that had nothing in it
but. blank way bills and reports. I
unlocked it and tossed the canvas bag
inside. I

“There,” I said, as I thrust my
bunch of keys in my sack coat pocket,
“that makes it a little safer.”

I thought Jim looked a bit dubious
over this precaution, but he laughed
and said: “All right, my boy. I’ll
make myself comfortable until you
come back.” 2

Minnie didn’t want me to go out one
bit, but I told her Jim counted on me.
I didn’t say a word about the money,
however; I knew it would worry her,
and, to tell the truth, it worried me a
little. I was sorry Jim brought it
there, and I didn’t like his talk about
precautions.

Well, after supper I went out to see
if the dog was all right—I’ve got the
finest mastiff in the state—and when I
came back Minnie called to me from
the sitting-room,—

“Just a minute, Joe;
note for Hattie.”

Hattie is the wife of the telegraph
operator, and I knew that Minnie
wanted me to leave it at the station
where he could get it in the morning.
It was quite a number of minutes,
however, before she came out with the
note, and my vest and coat. It was so
warm I had left them off before sup-
per. .
“Hadn’t you better let the dog go
with you, Joe?” she asked, as she
helped me with my coat.

“No, no,” I said, laughing, “he’ll stay
home and take care of you. I’ll put
the lamp in the window, though, so
That was
a great joke of ours, but. Minnie didn’t
laugh as she usually did. ,

“Mind,” she said, “I’ll watch for it,
and if it isn’t there, I’ll come down af-
ter you.”

I’m station‘master at Y Our
road is what’s called the old line
and travel on it is light, mostly
freight. At night the station is de-'
Serted, there being no business for
either telegraph operator or ticket
agent. This leaves the station practi-
cally deserted after sundown. It is
only a few rods from our home, how-
ever, and I feel that it’s under my eye
all the time. I thought of this as I
walked back to the station and I didn’t
half like the-idea of all that money be-
ing about.

I found Jim with his heels on the
desk, puffing away at a good cigar.

“Not an alarm,” he said, in his jok-
ing way. “Not even a mouse.”

We chatted away for anb-our or
more, when Jim suddenly put down
his feet and yawned heavily.

“Joe,” he said, “if you don’t mind I’ll
go out and take a little stroll.”

he on-

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not gone long.” .
After he had stepped out I was sorry

I let him go. The thought of being alone

with all thuat.money was disquieting.w

I followed‘him to the door and looked"

out. It was a bright night and I saw
Jim slip around the corner. I knew
he was after a drink. That was J im’s
failing. That and gambling.

I went back and, sat down. The
more I thought about that money the
more I didn’t like the 'idea. What

a
s

, V.“-

“Go 'ahead,” I said, “but mind you‘re.r

' very thirsty.”

business had Jim to go away and leave
all the responsibility with me.
purse, he didn’tleave it all with me,
but he left altogether too big a share
is I sat there grumbling a low tap on
the .window overlooking the platform
attracted my attention. I looked up
The side of the building was in the
:.ll:ldmv,'but I could see a man’s face
against the pane;

“Joe,” said somebody outside. I sup.
posed it might be one of the section
hands and stepped across the room.

“What is it?” I called.

"Open the window, Joe,” said tits
TOII'L‘.

I lilirlletl it up a little.

“It that you, Jerry?” I called.

There was no, response. I put 3“:
head tilljough the opening and loo. v.1
up and down the line. Nobody was in
right. Just then I heard a slight n i s:
i cigind me.- I drew in my head. So:- u-
thin;- :~8t"llled_t0 crash into my bran-..
'I‘ll.ll all was dark.

When I came to I was tied in rty
chair, my head was sore and wet, axl
two men with strips of black cloth
across their faces were looking down
at me. .

“l-Ie's all right,” said the shorter
man. The tall man nodded.

"(lot the keys,” he said in a queer,
hoarse voice.

The shorter man felt in my pockets.

“Not here!” he cried.

“They must be,” said the tall man,
in his hoarse voice. ,

“I tell you they are not. Bring the
lamp.”

"he tall man took the lamp from the
window ledge and came closer to me.
But their search was in vain. The
tall man placed the lamp on the tube.
while the other man put a revolver to
my ear. _

“Co no!” he said, “where are these
keys?”

My head was beginning
little. I saw it all. My wife ad
taken the keys from my pocket be-
cause it was her way, and because she

to clear :1

until morning.

“He must have left the keys at
home,” said .the tall man hurriedly.
“I—Iere, give him a sheet of paper and
let him write a note to his wife, ask-
ing for them. The short man looked
up sharply.

“I’ll get them.’ said the tall man.

They pulled the table up to me and
spread out a scrap of paper. The short
man loosened the rope and let my
right hand free. I reached to my vest
pocket half blindly and drew out my
pencil. Still in a daze, I tried to put
my wife’s name on the sheet. The
pencil refused to make a mark. I
looked at it. It was dull and horribly
haggled about the point. I pride my-
self on the fine point I put to my pen-
cits. Again I_comprehended that my
wife had borrowed that very pencil
to write the note to the operator’s
wife. I tried to scribble with the
blunted thing.
“Curse you,
short radian.

I showed the pencil point. With an
exclamation of anger the short man
dreW‘ out a heavyshandled knife and
swiftly sharpened the pencil. As he
passed it back my wandering vision
was caught by the lamp on the table.
Heavens! It was no longer in the win-
dow! As this thought struck me I
looked towards the ledge and saw
there a_ white, scared face pressed
against the pane. It was my wife.

“Write!” growled the short ruffian.

My only thought was to gain time.
I knew my wife was there. I knew
she would bring help. ,

I took the pencil in my nerveless
fingers. As I did so a low growl
caught my ear. It caught the ears of
the villains, too. The short man
dropped his knife on the table and
turned towards the door with his re-
volver; extended. The tall man drew
Iliu'lself up against the wall.

“It’s the dog,” he hoarsely whisp-
ered. “Shoot to kill, Jack.”

I ,saw the door tremble a little, I
saw the short villain’s arm raised and
my fingers closed on the handle of the
knife he had just dropped. Then as
the door slowly opened I drew back
my arm and thrust wildly at the man
in front of me. Something yellow flew
through the doorway; there was a
wild scream, a heavy fall and I
lapsed into unconsciousness again.

W’hen' I came around I was in bed
at home, with Minnie bending over
me.

“It’s all right, Joe,” she murmured,
‘they’ve got them both locked up safe
and sound and the money is all right
and the mill directors have given you
one thousand dollars of it.”

“And Jim?” I asked.

“Jim?” she cried. “Why, Jim was
the tall man. It was all his plot to
steal the money and throw the blame
on you. And if I hadn’t taken the
l(eys——don’t scold—they’d have had the
money, and if it hadn’t been for the
lead pencil I dulled—the man you
stabbed told the whole story—I would-
. n’t have got there in time with Hec-
| or. The dog almost killed Jim before
' I’ could call him away, but I ain’t so,
sorry. because. the little man says they
would have killed you if you had by
any chance suspected Jim’s identity.”

I reached out and took Minnie‘s
hand.

“That thousand dollars belongs to
you, dear,” I said brokenly. '

“Well,” she answered, “if you take
it, Joe, you may rest assured I’ll bor-
l'ow it sooner or later.” ‘ .

Then she put her’eheek against my
hand and laughed. .

Then she Cl‘led.—-—Cleveland Plain
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WBMI‘AN‘S SUFFRAGE IN COLORADO.

 

ins Her Position n Dignity which
i - mMinws Lacking in the East.

The report that comes from Colorado
of the good work done by the women
of the state during the three years
they Earn;- been enfranchised may Eli/"e
a boom to woman suffrage in the East.
One of the difficulties upon which great
stress has been laid by the anti-wo-
man suffragists here seems have been
answered in Colorado. This is in re-
gard to the unpleasant nature of pri-
mary meetings and polling places.
This decidedly minor matter was one
which, as in other small things in other

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large matters. has had great stress laid ? , . . . .
agrance emltted 1s delxcrouslxr sweet.

upon it by the controvertlonalists.
”\Voman’s presence has made a great
improvement in‘ primary meetings and
polling places,” says the Colorado
statement, “and where they were for-
merly held in stables or drinking sa-

loons, in many precincts, primaries are _

now held in home parlors and polling
booths are arranged in respectable
buildings, and voting is invariably
conducted with decorum.” The deco-
rum in the Representative Hall, where
there are women members, is also said
to outrank that in 'the Senate, where
there are no women. The general in-
fluence exerted by women upon pol~
itics is said to have been excellent.
and there has been more general study
of political economy by both men and
women during the last three years
than ever before in the history of the
State. . '
It may be that a greater number of
women in the newer States are brought
into closer connection with questions
of government than in older parts of
the country, and this has given them
an add-ed dignity of thought and ac-
tion. The conduct of some of the
members of some of the women’s or-
ganizations of New York, notably sev-

eral of the patriotic societies, has been
_in several

instances sufl‘iciently dis-
graceful to kill any inclination for we-
men suffrage in the minds of those gen-
erally well disposed to the cause. And
this, over small matters. An ordinarily
charming and cultivated young ma—
tron, who belongs, as she would ex-
plain, to the Vere de Veres, who stands

in a doorway of a hall and shrieks at I.

a body of voting women where her

'side is in the minority, “You can‘t'

vote; you are illegal; you haven’t a
quorum!” is not dignified. and her
paroxysms of rage afterward not pleas-
ant to see. It savers of person-a1 ma-
lignity. This was one example. Many
of the so-called conservative women
belong to these patriotic organizations1
If they took these hysterical methods

to defeat woman sulTragists they did.

well. They were certainly effective.
It is further stated in Colorado that,
all. rumors to the. contrary notwith-
standing, women will not be called up-
on for military duty.

 

 

Red Eagle and His Salvation Lassie.

Red Eagle, the Indian who becaml ’

well known as the leader of the Sal va-
tion Army in several Kansas towns
has deserted to the Volunteers, the ri-
val organization. He fell in love with
oneof the Salvation Army lasses, and.
as the members of that organizatlor
could not or would not reconcile the
marriage of one of their number is:
an Indian, the said parties of the first
and second part took their doll rags
and their affections and went into the
Volunteers’ yard, where [the course oi
true love is supposed to run smooth.-
Topeka State Journal.

“In Boston the monkeys can ride the
bicycle.”

» "That’s nothing; Boston parrots have
_ been quoting Emerson for years and

 

years and years.”—Detroit Free Press.

i is all iron wheels.
1 «’lollor.~ hole threw the injun robber, or
: will I have to do it myself? How do

 

- ’Ever Blooming Plants.

The new hardy climbing rose now
being introduced ,under the name of
Empress of China Seems to be a really
valuable novelty. It is readily estab-
lished, and grows very rapidly; its fo-
liage is dense, graceful, and of rich
green color. The plant begins to bloom
the first season, and continues to grow
and bloom till after the coming of
frosts; and What is especially com-
mendable is the fact that it is perfect-
ly hardy.

The Empress of China, like other
China roses, is of medium size. but
the petals are rather broad and of
good substance, and when full blown
the form is moderati‘y full, and'the fra-

The buds are gracefully pointed, and
of a bright cal-mine rose color. As

they develop, however, they change to;

the beautiful rosy whit-e which is so
much admired in the lovely apple
bloom.—Woman’s Home Companion.

”Wind Free in Kansas. .
According to the American Field, 3
tricycle company recently received the
following letter from a Kansas man:
‘lgoer sirz: “I live on mi farm near
Hamilton, Kan, am 57 years old and
inst a little sporta. My nefiew in In-

= Elana bot hisself a new bisicle and

sent me his old one by frate, and ive
iearned to ride sumo... Its a pile of fun,

itiut my bisicle jolts considerable. A
' fellcr came along yesterday with a. bi-
lsicle that had hollow

tires stuffed with wind. He leet me
:ry hissen and mi, it run like a kushin!
He told me you sell injun robber just
the same as hissen. How much will
Et be to fix mine up like hisseu? Mine
Do you punch the

you stick the ends together after you
got it done? If your injuol robber is
already holler will it come .any cheapo.
3r empty? I can get all the wind i
want out here in Kansas free—Eber-
a..+ezer Y. Jensen. P. S.—How much
;o you charge for the doodad you stuff
wind into the robber with and
oil-ere do you start?”
Cruelty.

Sue—Do you suppose Fred got this
ring on the installment plan?

Sadie—J don’t know about that, but
. do know that he's trying to get rid
-f it on that plan. You’re the fourth

, girl who‘s worn it-Yonkers States‘

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TAX ON BACHELORS.

An Endeavor in a. South America State to
Force Young People to Marry.

New women and old women, young
maids and old ones“, are always and
everywhere interested in the question
of matrimony, says an exchange. At
conventions the subject is brought for-
ward and discussed; and yet statistics
from all quarters of the globe present
annually at steady decline in the num-
ber of marriages. Nowhere, however,
has the matrimonial percentage
reached so low a point as in the Argen-
tine llepublic. The existing state of
again in that young, South American
state has attracted attention as a grave»
public evil, and her Senators and wise
men have recently passed the follow-
ing law:

On and after January 1, 1897, every
male from the age of twenty to eighty
shall pay a tax until he marries, and
shall pay it once every month. Young
celibates of either sex who shall, with-
out legitimate motives, reject the ad-
dresses of him or her who may aspire
to her or his hand, and who may con-
tinue contumaciously unmarried, shall
pay the sum of 500 piasters for the
benefit of the young person who has
been so refused. .

 

Climateof New Zenland.

New Zeland enjoys one of the flows:
climates in the world; trees preseilt.
as well as herbage. a never-failing ver-
dure. The small portion of culti-
vated land yields in great abundance
all the fruits and grains (if-Europe.
In New Zealand it is quite practicable
to raise two crops on the same soil
Within the year; and in the garden nor
an inch of ground need remain ldlv
for any length of time.

 

A C‘deér’less .Inv'itafion.

Youngbach—Hello. old man. Glad to
see you. Come in and make yourself
at home.

Henpeck—Humph! If you can‘t
make me any more comfortable than
that I guess I won’t stay-New York
Journal.

 

Profound Ignorance.

“Pa, who was Shylock‘?”

“Great goodness. boy! You attend
church and Sunday school every week.
and don‘t know who Shylock was ?"
cried his father. with a look of sur-
prise and horror. “Go and read your
Bible, sir.”

 

 
 
 

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