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She £ 9 rt #«ii«s Sentinel.
JOSHUA JONES, PUBLISHER.
VOL. I.
The Two Maidens.
Long yearn ago, It soomqto bo
A little maiden played with mo;
Her soul was full of mirth and joy,
And I a hearty, healthy boy.
Through all tho golden summer days.
I teased her in all sorts of ways;
Ono day I caught her in the mow,
She cried, “Oh, don’t bo foolish now!”
I put my arms around her waist,
Her lovely lips I longed to taste;
Sho said tho while my fun to mar,
“Now Quit, or I will cull papa.”
Long years have passed ; upon my kneo
Another maiden plays with mo;
A little girl ono-third her size,
Yet still she has her mother’s eyes,
Her mother’s voico, her mother’s waist—
The same red lips I longed to taste.
And now through all tho drea y hours
Of vapid scenes and scentless flowers
A voice comes gently from afar;
‘Now Quit, or I will call papa.”
—Chicago Dispatch.
THE WIDOW'S ARRIVAL,
It was “steamer day” at Sitka, and
amid all the joyous stir and excite¬
ment that the monthly boat brought
was one forlorn, unhappy man, Tom
Douglas watched his friends as they
eagerly opened .their letters and
listened with assumed interest to the
bit of news they were anxious to share
for at Sitka the population throngs to
the wharf when the steatner’s whistle is
heard and waits ths coming of the ship
and the distribution of the mails. The
people crowd into the tiny postoffice
on the dock and watch impatiently for
the longed-for home letter, Nwas^i
But Tom’s home letter ot O'
comfort to him. “Well, she is really
coming,” he thought, “a month from
to-day, if the steamer is on time. I
will be a married man—worse luck.
How can I ever tell Natalia, dear little
girl! I wouldn’t willingly hurt her
tender feelings for a millian dollars,
as hard up as I am,” aud Tom whistled
ruefully.
Tom Douglas was a naval officer,
and before being stationed at Sitka he
had been on duty a winter in Wash¬
ington, where he plunged into society
with that gay abandon that only a
sailor knows, for after three years at
sea a young fellow is quito ready for
the rush and whirl of the guy capital.
All houses were open to the handsome
Lieutenant, but there was one where
he was especially welcome. The hos¬
tess was a pretty widow of some twen¬
ty-six or twenty-seven years of age.
Her husband, who had died soon after
their marriage, seemed not to have
laid a very strong . hold on her affec¬
tions, for after mourning him deco¬
rously for a year she blossomed into
the gayest of the gay, and her house
became a ceuter for the young officers
who had been the friends of her hus¬
band.
It was there that Tom spent most of
his time. He dropped in during the
morning and discussed the newest gos¬
sip or the latest magazines aud came
in for a cup of tea in the afternoon
and remained till her cozy parlor was
empty save for himself and her.
“Are yon going to the assembly to¬
night?” he would ask.
“Will you be there, Tom?” Mrs.
Deering had such a good-fellowship
way of using her friends’ first names.
< t Yes, I presume so.”
“Well, then, I am going,” the little
widow would reply.
And that was the way the winter
passed—Tom running in at all hours,
privileged to smoke or to read, to talk
or listen, the most indulged of all her
callers. When his orders came for
his immediate removal to Alaska he
put the document in his pocket and
went, as usual, to the cheery home of
Mrs. Deering. He told her the news
and was really surprised and flattered
by her reception of it. She took both
his hands in hers, and the tears gath¬
ered her bright eyes.
THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE IS THE SUPREME LAW.
FORT GAINES, GA., FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER (>. 1895.
“Oh, Tom,” sho said, “I hato to
have you go.”
Now, it never had occurred to
Lieutenant Douglas before, but at this
moment tho idea did como to him that
he was in love with tho widow. Ho
drew her to him and kissed away her
tears, and before ho know it ho was
engaged to Alice Deering.
He soon left, after arranging to
have Alice join him later in the sum¬
mer, but owing to the loss of a distant
relative, the heir of whose modest
estate she was, her coming had been
greatly delayed. It was now more
than a year since sho and Tom had
parted in Washington. In tho mean¬
time Tom had whiled away his leisure
hours in the somewhat narrow circle
of Sitka society, but in that narrow
bound he had found a fair Russian
flower that he knew bloomed for him.
Though Tom had not made love to
Natalia—he was too honorable for
that—they had been together con¬
stantly, and each knew distinctively
what was in the other’s heart.
“I believe I’ll go und tell Natalia
all,” Tom continued to muse, “right
now, for, of course, as a gentleman
and officer I am bound to keep my
word, and my word is given to marry
Alice, hang it! I wish I had never
been born. She, too, poor girl, may
discover that my love has somewhat
cooled. If it ever was love it never
was the same feeling I have for dear
little Natalia, bless her loving heart.”
So Tom went to Natalia and told
her that he was engaged and another
month wonld see him married.
Her delicate face whitened, but con¬
trolling herself, she said:
“I congratulate you, Mr. Douglas.”
Then bursting into tears, she turned
away. The sight of her tears was too
much for Tom. Embracing her ten¬
derly, he said: “I love but you, Na¬
talia, darling. Oh, that I had met
you first! My fondness for Alice was
but a fleeting thing, and my love for
you will last forever. ”
Pressing warm kisses on her lips he
held her close.
“Leave me, Tom. It is right for
you to keep your word, but you should
have told me of your engagement be¬
fore. We had best part now. Good
by.”
f < But can’t I come to see you, Na¬
talia, as usual?”
“Why, certainly not, Mr. Douglas.
It would only bo painful, for wo can
never from this time forward be any¬
thing but the most formal of friends.”
Tom was touched by the simple
dignity of the young Russian girl,
whose quiet life had been spent by
the seashore under the shadow of the
mountains, far from the noy-e of city
of* town, so lie bowed to her will.
Their parting was a heart breaking
one to both.
“Natalia, I can’t bear to leave you.
I must have you, dearest. ”
“There, go now. This is only fool
ish.”
« < Well, then, let me kiss you for the
last time, darling, ” pleaded Torn.
Natalia put up her little tear
stained face, and Tom silently kissed
her and went away.
That month passed only too quick¬
ly for poor Torn, who looked with
dread toward the coming of the
steamer. He studiously avoided Na¬
talia, denying himself the regular
afternoon walk to the Indian River,
which is the event of the day to all
the white people at Sitka. He kept
close to his rooms when not on board
ship, cursing the mistake of his life,
which was soon to make an unwilling
bridegroom of him.
To Natalia, whose soft brown eyes
were red with weeping, life seemed a
dreary blank now that the daily vj sits
of Tom had ceased. There appeared
in her mental horizon nothing for
which to live. She wondered how she
had existed before he came to Sitka.
But then she had been busy with her
lessons, aud now, in tbo id on of her
old fashioned father, • her simplo
education was complete, and it was
timo for her to mary ono of the Rus
sian lads who sought her hand.
The next “steamer day” Tom Doug¬
las was seen rushing madly to Na¬
talia’s home. The neighbors, who, of
course, had noted his loug absence,
word greatly surprised.
“Natalia! Natalia!” lie cried, as
soon as she came into the quaint draw¬
ing room to receive him. i » I’ve como
to ask you to bo my wife. Dearest,
say yes at once. ” '
“Why, Tom, are you crazy? What
has becomo of Alice?”
“Well, by George, Natalia, sho is
married! Just think of it—married!
And I am the happiest man on earth.
A pardoned convict’s feelings of relief
are not to bo compared to mine. You
see, soon after she left Washington
she met an old sweetheart whom she
had cast off to marry Mr. Deering,
whoso position and prospects seemed
better. In tho mean time this fellow
had made a fortune, and as he was on
his way to Alaska for a pleasure trip
they decided to make it also a wedding
trtp and break the news to me in per
son. Rather awkward, you might
think, but I congratulated them with
all my heart and thanked my stars for
freedom. Come, little girl, put on
your hat and I’ll take you down to the
steamer to see the bride, and I’ll in¬
troduce to her my fiancee, becauso
you say ‘yes,’ don’t you dear?”
“I suppose so, Tom, but it’s all so
sudden. Shall 1 wear my leghorn
hat?”—Chicago News.
Fixing Up the Old Wagon.
Quite a saving can be made in fur
bushing ?q> wagons und carriages. For
instance, I took an open buggy to tho
blacksmith and had the tires set, tho
bolts tightened, a new spoke and one
half of a rim, all the rest being sound.
Then I washed the vehicle and scraped
off tho grease aud hard mud, and put
it in the sun to dry; right after din¬
ner on aclpar pleasant day. I shook
and opened a can of black paint, that
comes all preiiared for use, and ap¬
plied all over the buggy dasher and
all. Two days later after I tacked
new leather on shafts, now tips aud it
looked good enough.
Now the paint cost soventy-fivo
cents, brush 22 cents, leather CO cents
tips twenty-five cents, labor two hours,
painling, when I ought to have been
tilling asparagus up, don’t count;
$1.82 in full, and it would have cost
$5 to have it touched up and varnished
and $14 to repaint and do an extra
job. This doing it yourself pays in
satisfaction of having no waits at tho
paint shop of from two to six weeks
and a big saving in expense.—New
England Farmer.
Expensive Peace.
A calculator, a rival of Michael
Cassio, an arithmetician, has summed
up that Europe has expended $25,000,
000,000 during tho past twenty-five
years for the ostensible purpose of
maintaining peace. He Las also ex¬
amined the account of the money ex¬
pended in great wars in the same
period, and has discovered that the
sum total is far exceeded by that
which has been expended in the cause
of peace. The only inference to be
drawn from this is that it would be far
more economical to have war. —Bos
ton Herald.
Save Your Eyes.
A medical journal recommends, as
a means of saving the eyes from tho
effects of continuous use in sewing,
typesetting, reading, etc., a habit of
looking up from the work, at short
intervals and glancing about the room,
This, practiced every ten or fifteen
minutes, relieves the muscular tension,
rests the eyes «nd makes the blood
supply much better.
Varying Rainfalls.
Ovor parts of tho great cquntoriil
region of calms in tho great oceans
thero is almost constant precipitation
in heavy showers, rain falling on tho
average about so von hours out of the
twenty-four all tho year round. There
are, however, some notable exceptions
which qualify this broad general state¬
ment. At tho Island of Ascension
only two or threo inches of rain fall
in a year; and there are numerous
islands in tho Pacilic, near the equa¬
tor, which are practienlly rainless, as
is ovidonced by their possessing de¬
posits of guano, Tho other chief
rainy regions are those localities whero
moist winds meet mountain ranges,
aud nro foroad upward, parting with
their moisture during the ascent—such
as tho lvbasia Hills, tho Western
Ghauts, the western coasts of tho Brit¬
ish Isles, of Norway, North America,
Southern Chili, and of Now Zealand,
which nro exposed to winds, blowing
over extensive oceans and depositing
their moisture ou tho first coasts thoy
meet.
Tho rainless regions of tho globe
owe tlioir aridity to tho fact that they
are shut off from the influence of moist
winds by high mountain chains. Tho
chief of tlicso arc Upper Egypt, tho
Sahara, tho Desert of Gobi, and tho
coast of Peru. Tho driest placo in tho
world is probably that part of Egypt
between tho two lower falls of tho
Nile. Rain has never been known to
fall there, and tho inhabitants do not
believe travelers who tell them that
water can fall from tho sky. The great
trade winds at tho starting points of
their paths are tho cause of drought
and barrenness, but where they cross
land at tho^termination of their course
they give out bounteous rain supplies.
Tho contrasts thus offered are very
striking. Thus, some parts of tlio
Moroccan Sahara near the head of tho
northeastern Atlantic trudo wind, do
not experience a shower for porhkps
twenty years at a time ; whilo the sarao
wind, when it reaches tho coast of
South America, produces a rainfall
representing a depth of twenty feet of
water in a year.—Tho Gentleman’s
IIow Wrecks Drift.
Tho ways of derelicts are interest¬
ing and peculiar. There was one ves¬
sel that broke in half in the North
Atlantic just where two currents met,
aud one half went north and the other
south, yet they came ashore with
more than 1,000 miles between them.
J lie Mnnantico, first reported
abandoned on December 8, 188C, was
last seen on duly 12, 1887, after a
drift of 2,600 miles in 216 days.
The Vincenzo Porotta, abandoned
in September, 1882, came ashore on
Watliag Island in February, 1884,
after a drift of 5,050 miles in 536
days.
Tho Telemach, about the same timo,
drifted 3,510 miles in 651 days.
loo schooners, abandoned during
the same gale in November, 1888, on
the American coast, drifted 4,400 and
4,800 miles in 370 and 347 days re
K pectively.
The Vestalinden, abandoned in No
vember, 1801, was last reported in
April, 1802, after drifting 2,230 miles
U51 days,
One of the longest drifts of aban
doned ships ou record is that of tho
schooner W. L. White, abandoned in
March, 1888, which came ashore at
Huskier Island, one of the Hebrides,
in January, 1883, alter a drift of
5/J10 miles in 310 days,
These derelicts are obstacles for the
early destruction of which some
means ought to be discoverable,
A miss may be as good as a mile
but shaving must be embarrassingly
dose when it comes to passing, like
the Y irgo, between two masts of a
derelict in a state of submergence.—
Tit-Bits.
ONE DOLLAR PER ANNUM-
NO. 35.
An Electric Thief Catcher.
On tho fifth floor of a large manu¬
factory on tho West side of Chicago
iH a department employing a number
of girls, who havo been complaining
for several mouths of theftscornrnittod
111 their dressing room on the sixth
floor, while they were at work. Silk
handkerchiefs, veils and money dis¬
appeared from time to timo with in¬
creasing frequency, until the manage¬
ment began to realise that it was time
stepB wero takon to detect the thief.
As the dressing room was kept lockod,
tho key being accessible only to those
employed in tho department where
tho losses wero reported, it was de¬
cided that one of the girls using the
room was rifling the pockets of tho
others.
Accordingly, a trustworthy girl was
taken into the confidence of tho man¬
agement, a double wire was sewed in
tho lining of her cloak, connecting a
spring jaw in the pocket with the two
hooks on which the cloak hung. Tho
jaws were placed in contact with ono
of the wires and insulated from each
other by a small tongue of leather
placed between them while forced
apart, and this tongue was sewed to
the bottom of a purse. Each of the
two hooks (which were of brass) sup¬
porting the garment was held in place
by a long brass screw which went
through the po/tition and connected
with a wire on the outside of the dres¬
sing room, Hero tho wires were
carried along under a molding,
through tho floor, to a single cell bat¬
tery, and a boll, placed in the series,
were hidden in tho room where the
girls wero at work, fifty feet away.
A switch was placed in a convenient
position, which broke tho current,
until tho other arrangements were
Completed. After closing tho switch
tho only opening in the circuit was at
the spring jaws, which would be
brought together by removing tho
purse and insulating tongue.
The trap had been set hut three
hours when the bell rang, and the
owner of tho cloak hurried to the
room where the garments were kept
and there found t,lie guilty girl, and
upon this evidence tho giri was im¬
mediately accused and discharged
after she had admitted her guilt.—
Western Electrician.
A Landscape in Iodine.
A famous landscape painter had to
call in a doctor to see his wife, who
was suffering from bronchitis. After
he had examined tho patient, the doc
tor recommended the husband to take
a small brush, clip it in tincture of
Iodine aud lightly paint tho lady’s
back with it. The artist took up his
brush, aud, after dipping it in tin
tincture proceeded to carry out the
doctor’s prescription. But his artistic
temperament soon got the better of
his sick-nursing qualities. Mistaking
his wife’s back ior a canvas, instead
of simply applying the lotion he
sketched ojit. a laudaowpe and gra la¬
ally peopled it with figures and put in
all the details complete. The patient,
finding the operation a rather lengthy
one, asked her husband if he had
finished. And tho latter, receding a
few steps to examine his work, replied:
* . Another dab or two, and then 1 can
put it in the frame. ’—-Boston Traveler.
A Denial.
< ( Villain !” she hissed. ‘ ‘Deep
dyed villain!”
The tattooed man looked hnrt. “In¬
deed, ma’am,” said lie, “I hasten to
assure you that it is only skin deep.”
—Indianapolis Journal.
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Too Long a (loot! Time.
Mr. De Witt—“Ah! Youth is the
thing. Tho time for a man to enjoy
life is between eighteen and thirty.”
Ivittie—“Oh, my I don’t you think
he ought to marry before thirty?”_
Puck