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THE cost of one spree.
Tin's Msn Made M^any Millionaires, But Never Had Much Money
Colorado Springs, Col.—Robert
Wontack, “the father of Cripple
Creek,” is helpless with paralysis
and penniless at No. 906 Grant ave¬
nl ie, this city.
Tossing feverishly under the re-
gtraint of his afflictions, Bob Womack
lies day in and day out praying for
(lie day that he shall be made whole,
when he shall be able to shoulder a
iiiner’s pick again and go forth into
" t° discover another Cripple
the hills
Creek. Womack confidently expects the
dal come when he will be able
to «P another stream of gold that
jll give to the world millions. He
w and his friends believe him,
glares, where there is
that he knows an enor-
nious deposit of gold ore in the Pike’s
peak region that will rival the great
CriPP !e Creek district.
Robert Womack’s father, now al-
most ninety years old, came to Colo-
rado in the early sixties and engaged
in mining in a small way with vary-
ing success. In the early seventies
he came to Colorado Springs and
homesteaded a tract of Government
land south of the city in the Foun¬
tain Valley. There the father and
sons, William and Robert, engaged
ia the cattle raising business. Aftg.^
* time they transferred their small
herd to the hills and valleys of the
Cripple Creek district, but ten years
later disposed of their stock. Boh,
believing that the region possessed
mining possibilities, remained and
did some prospecting for mineral on
his own account. His brother and
father returned to their old home,
south of Colorado Springs.
One day after a few years of wholly
prewarded search Bob found traces
of gold in a piece of float rock which
be picked up while riding the range
•with his brother-in-law, Theodore
Lowe. Sending Lowe to an assayer
atBenver on a six-day horseback trip
to have the piece of rock tested. Bob
went on about his work, little dream¬
ing of what was m store for him.
A few days later Lowe came gal¬
loping back into camp, and, watching
his opportunity, handed Womack a
small slip—an assayer’s certificate—
which bore the tidings that he had
expected for years. The piece of
float gave returns of $250 in gold to
the ton.
Bright and early the next morning
Lowe and Womack set out from
camp, ostensibly to round up a bunch
of cattle, but in reality to visit the
scene of this discovery, in what is
now known as Poverty Gulch, just
outside of the limits of the present
town of Cripple Creek. Once on the
ground, Lowe expressed the opinion
that they were on a wild-goose chase
and went on about his ranch work,
but Bob was persistent and stayed
with it, exercising the same patience
that had characterized liis early
search for the elusive gold. This whs
in the winter of 1900-01. In Janu-
ary, Womack dug a prospect hole on
what is now known as the El Paso
lode of the Gold King property, which
soon developed into one of the biggest
mines in the great gold camp. A few
days later he struck a bonanza vein
Which glistened with sylvanite.
He could not stand prosperity in
those days. When sober he was mod¬
esty personified, but while in Colo¬
rado Springs one day to interest
friends in his new discovery he
“tanked up” and disposed of his
bonanza for $500 cash. His mind
fairly crazed by drink and success,
Bob jumped on hi§ broncho and rode
through the streets, waving his re-
volver in the air and proclaiming his
secret. The next day witnessed one
of the biggest rushes to the scene of
his discovery that the West has ever
seen.
It is said to Womack’s credit that
he has never touched a drop of liquor
since those reckless days.
Two or three days later, -when he
sobered up, Womack returned to the
district, but only to find that the best
mining property had been located
by others. The camp was then lit¬
erally swarming with humanity. He
staked out a claim or two. but they
proved to be worthless and within a
short time he was compelled to go
to work at day wages again to make
a living. He never complained, how¬
ever, and many times, after saving
FEEDING SCHOLARS IN FRANCE
Designed to Supply Poor Pupils Food. With Hot and
Nourishing
In the French city of Nantes the
Municipal experiment of serving
Noonday low meals to school children at
c ost was begun a few weeks ago,
has proved eminently successful,
"he “cantines” are installed in each
"'’^sectarian (public) school and are
^tended to furnish poor children
hof and nourishing food. In
cce of the rooms of the school there
,s a refectory where the meals take
Mace. At Sve minutes to 11 the chil-
jh' J hey e n are re'eased from their classes.
go into the courtyard, where,
under the cate of one of the school¬
masters, they vash their hands at the
"'ashstands. Then at 11 o’clock they
Mace themselves in regular order and
"'alk into the reiectory.
Each child, before entering this
toom, gives a check to the master.
Ids check is gi -en to the poorer chil-
ren in an unobserved manner and
"diiout charge, Vnd is sold at fifteen
centimes (three (ents) to the sehol-
u rs whose parent! more able to
* a are
L Thus the chldren’s pride is not
rt few dollars, went out into the
other regions 0 f the Pike’s Peak
distr.ct, intent upon opening up ^in-
other great mineral-bearing area.
One day three years ago, just as
success seemed for the second time
to be within his grasp, he was re¬
turning from the hills. Sitting alone
in a seat of a Colorado Midland as-
senger coach, he raised a window,
leaned against the sill and dropped
off to sleep. When he awoke he tried
to lift his arm, but there was no sign
of life in it. He was paralyzed.
Since that time Womack, together
with his aged father, has been solely
dependent upon a faithful sister.
Elizabeth Womack, who has been
forced to run c. boarding-house to
make a living for her father and
brother.
There is an interesting sidelight
on Womack’s discovery of gold in
the Cripple Creek district, Search
for the metal in that region dates
back almost to the arrival of the first
white man. Repeated trials were
made prior to 1901 to find “pay
rock,” but so cunningly had the
storehouse of wealth been concealed
that even the most expert miners
were deceived. There are thousands
of Colorado people who remember
the mad rush to Mount Pisgah, at
the foot of which the city of Cripple
Creek is now situated, in April, 1885.
A rich deposit of gold was found at
that time, but it had been placed
there by human hands, “salted.”
There was gold in untold quanti¬
ties within a stone’s throw of the
place where this piece of knavery
had been practiced, Many who
rushed there during the Mount Pis¬
gah excitement pitched their tents on
the very sites of what are now some
of the biggest mines in the world.
Many an old prospector examined the
outcropping at that time and some¬
body w'as even confident enough to
run a tunnel into the hill directly
over the spot where one of the richest
deposits in the district has since been
opened. Nobody, however, succeeded
in finding gold in paying quantities.
The ore is unlike any other known
to miners and is deposited in such
an unusual manner that nobody
dreamed of finding it until Womack
tapped the golden stream. In open¬
ing some of the mines in the early
days ore that was worth hundreds of
dollars to the ton was thrown on the
dump as worthless.
Mount Pisgah, where the first
wildcat mining scheme in that region
was promoted, is now used as Cripple
Creek’s graveyard.—St. Louis Re¬
public.
Yankees in Mexico City.
“It is estimated that there are
more than 8000 Americans in Mexico
City alone, to say nothing of the thou¬
sands scattered through the country,”
said B. M. Hubbard, of El Paso, at
the Burns Hotel. “It is a great coun¬
try, and it is flourishing under Diaz.
Business and professional men from
the States have done well down there,
and after becoming acquainted and
acclimated they are satisfied to stay
in the southern republic. The mar¬
ket is good and there are many Amer¬
ican houses that have established
branches in the big city.
“But of all the goods made in this
country the most salable in Mexico is
our shoes. There is not a good shoe
factory in the land of the Aztec, and
American manufacturers who have
gone into that market have done very
well.”—Detroit Free Press,
A11 the Difference.
Among the patients in the private
ward of a Philadelphia hospital there
was recently a testy old millionaire
of that city, whose case gave his phy¬
sician considerable difficulty at first.
“Well,” asked the crusty patient
one morning, “how do you find me
now. eh?”
“You’re getting on fine,” responded
the doctor, rubbing his hands with
an air of satisfaction. “Your legs
are still swollen; but that doesn’t
trouble me.”
“Of course it doesn’t!” bowled the
old man. “ And let me tell you this:
If your legs were swollen, it wouldn't
trouble me, either!”—Lippincott’s.
hurt, there being no difference be¬
tween the one who pays and the one
who does not.
The meal lasts three-fourths of an
hour. Two of the older children are
appointed to watch over the younger
jand see that they all secure their
food. One of the masters also super¬
intends the meals. The weekly bill
of fare has been arranged as follows:
Monday: Cabbage, soup, sausage
and beans.
Tuesday: Bean soup, stew, jam.
Wednesday: Meat soup, rice, pie.
Thursday: No school takes place.
Friday: Vegetable soup, codfish.
rice.
Saturday: Meat soup, sausages or
blood pudding, beans.
In addition each child receives half
a pint of wine mixed with water. The
food is cooked in the municipal free
soup houses, called Fourneaux Muni-
cipaux. From there it is brought to
the schools, where, if necessary, it is
Heated again before being served to
thq children.
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Who, as Wife of the President, is Official Leader Under the New Regime.
Improved Box Couch.
Box couches have passea the ex¬
perimental stage and are now be¬
coming quite popular. One of the
most recent designs Is shown below,
containing a novel improvement pat-
ented by a New York man. In this
box couch the box used for holding
the garments and other articles is at¬
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the couch when the top of the latter
is raised. It thus becomes an easy
matter for the person using the couch
to readily reach the box to get at the
contents. In addition it becomes un¬
necessary to move the couch away
from the wall in order to raise the
top. The box couch is thus rendered
more convenient and saves disagree¬
able stooping and bending.—Wash¬
ington Star.
Rather Away From It.
You cannot lead men into truth by
tricks.—Aeson.
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Dr. Geil, an American explorer, has just returned to this country after
a caravan journey along the entire length, eighteen hundred miles, of this
great rampart. Legend says that whenever a laborer on this wall rebelled
he was built into the structure as a warning to the others.
Gold From Sunken Ship.
In the most boisterous part of
Mount’s Bay, and almost unapproach¬
able except by sea, lies Dollar Cove,
j where for the past three months a
treasure seeking expedition, sent
down by a London syndicate, lias
been quietly working. The company
of seekers some three or four weeks
ago suspended operations in order to
get more powerful pumps and gear.
These are in working order, and al¬
though the salvors have little to say
about the matter, they appear to be
hopeful of success. In the year 1788
a Spanish ship went ashore there with
about twenty tons of specie aboard.
Everybody who lives on the coast
is familiar with the appearance of the
dollars, as large numbers have been
washed up on the beach from time to
time. Gold pieces are said to have
been discovered recently by people
walking on the beach. — London
Chronicle.
Never Got Started.
Mr. Morse having bought a new bi¬
cycle of the most improved pattern
presented his old one to Dennis Hal-
! loran, who did errands and odd jobs
j for the neighborhood. “You’ll find
| the wheel useful when you’re in a
; hurry, Dennis,” he said.
The young Irishman was loud in
his thanks, but regarded the wheel
doubtfully.
“I mistrust ’twill he a long time
before I can ride It,” he said.
“Why, have you ever tried?” asked
Mr. Morse.
“I have,” said Dennis, gloomily.
“A friend lint me the loan o’ his
whiles he was having the moomps.
’Twas Free weeks I had it, an’ what
wid practicing night an’ morning, I
niver got so I could balance mesilf
standing still, let alone riding on it.”
—Youth’s Companion.
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There Hveil a man did in Mexico,
Who till li>» life buttle
To rightlj spell Much easy words
As Nalr.mtlacat). ^
He wrote the names of all the towns—
It took could ot ink spell a bottle, Tenoohtillan,
But not
Nor plain Tlaoaecotl.
He went to spelling school each day,
And, though a ninn of mettle,
lie Nor could lluitzilopoelictl. not compter Topiltzin,
Ho dwelt some time in Yucatan,
He And learned there, at spell Tzompantilli, little word;
to one
’Twas Ziuhonolpilli.
The Did io.v of spelling just one word
all Itis mind unsettle;
But, spelling still, he failed at last
On Popocatepetl.
FOOLED HIM.
Katie, who had been taught that
the devil tempts little girls to dis¬
obey, was left alone in a room for a
time one day with the admonition
not to touch a particularly delicious
plate of fruit that stood on the table.
For a while she bravely withstood
the temptation. Finally, however,
her resolution wavered and she took
a big red apple from the plate. She
walked away with it, but before put¬
ting it to her lips her courage re¬
turned and she quickly replaced the
apple on the plate, saying as she did
so, “Aha! Mr. Devil, I fooled you,
didn’t I?”—The Housekeeper.
THE ROSE AND THE FAIRY.
Once upon a time there lived a
fairy named Flutterby. One day; she
saw a lovely golden butterfly and she
chased it from flower to flower. At
last she found herself in a strange
wood. She started to cry, but she
thought she would ask the flowers
around her to help her. So she went
to a lovely lily and asked for a night’s
lodging. But the lily only shut her
petals tight and would not let her en¬
ter. She then tried the other flowers,
but they all did the same. Just as
she was going to give up she came to
a rose and asked for a night’s lodg¬
ing. The rose opened her petals wide
and let the fairy enter. In the morn¬
ing the fairy awoke and asked the
rose what she could do for her. “Make
me a fairy,” said the rose. The fairy
granted her wish and they lived hap¬
py in fairyland ever after.—Elizabeth
MacAlpin, in the Brooklyn Eagle.
THE RACE.
Once upon a time there stood in
the hallway a great tall grandfath¬
er’s clock, This clock had a very
large face with big black numbers
standing for the hours and long point¬
ed hands and quite a long pendulum
that swung back and forth very slow¬
ly and said tick, took, tick, tock, as
told by Genevieve Kennear, in the
Kindergarten Primary Magazine.
And over the mantel sat another
clock, only it was much smaller. Its
face was smaller and its hands were
smaller, too, and it didn’t have any
pendulum at all, because it didn’t
need any, and It said tick, tock, tick,
tock very much faster than the grand¬
father’s clock.
One day these two clocks were
talking together and the clock on the
mantel said. It has always seemed
strange to me that, you should go so
very slowdy, for it is such a long way
around your face. It must take you
ever so long to go around even once.
I have often listened to your tick,
tock, tick, tock, and wondered how
you ever keep any time at all, you
move so slowly.”
“Well," said the grandfather’s
clock, “this is the way I have been
ticking for a great many years, and
people have always said that I kept
very good time.” j
“Maybe people do think so,” said
the little clock, “but you can’t pos¬
sibly keep as good time as I do, for
I move so much faster and haven’t
nearly so far to go around.” Just
then a lady came in and laid her
small gold watch down on the table.
“What is that I hear you talking
about?” said the watch.
“Oh,” said the little clock, “I
just been telling our tall friend
there that he could never keep
good time as I do because he moves
so slowly.”
“That’s nothing,” said the watch,
"neither of you can go half as fast
as I can. Y'ou move slowly enough,’’
said the watch, looking at the little
clock, “but as for that grandfather’s
clock it must surely be hard for him
to even try to keep) the time.”
“Well,” sa i d the grandfather’s
clock, “we will have a race and see
which one keeps the best time. When
I strike twelve we will start and see
which one gets around to one first..’
“This is very foolish,” said the
watch “hut then I mav as well show
you two clocks how much faster I
can g0 ..
Dong, dong, dong twelve times
went the grandfather’s clock.
“We’re off,’’ ho cried and all three
started ticking, just as fast, as ever
they could. The big clock went tick
tock, tick tock just as it had always
gone and the .watch went tick, tick,
tick, tick just as fast as ever it could,
but try with all its might, it just could
not go any faster than it always had.
But they all went on ticking just the
same and pretty soon the watch was
almost at 1 o’clock.
“I’ve finished,” cried the watch.
“So have I,” cried the little clock.
“Dong!” went the grandfather's
clock. All three of them finished at
Just the same time. “Well, I nev-
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ever do it?”
“I don’t know,” said the grand¬
father's clock; “I guess I mast, have
taken very much longer steps at each
tick than you did.”
“1 guess you did, too,” said t«to
small clock on the mantel.
TORY AND TABBY.
Toby was a little brown rat terrier,
who lived at Farmer Brown’s, and
whose especial business it was to pre¬
vent the increase of rats and mice ai
the stables and barns. But just now
Toby had a family of four puppies,
and found it very difficult to keep
watch of the vats when her family re¬
quired so much of her attention.
Old Tabby looked on disgusted. She
had four kittens, which no one would
think of comparing with these pups,
and she was not at all “set up” over
them. But kittens were rather an
old story with Tabby, and this partic¬
ular set were the cause of a great
deal of trouble. Tabby had been al¬
lowed to lie under the kitchen stove
before they came, and she did not see
why she could not keep her kittens
there. Again and again had small
Jennie Brown carried them to the
woodhouse and fixed as cozy a nest as
any sensible cal could ask, but Mrs.
Tabby would carry them back to the
kitchen stove. One rainy day, when
it seemed that everything had gone
wrong at the Brown home, it rained
so hard no work could be done in the
garden, and the old hen who had
hatched turkeys took them walking
in the rain, when, if she had an atom
even of hen sense, she should have
known that turkeys could not. stand
that. The chase after the old hen
and her turkeys had exhausted the
last mite of Mrs. Brown’s patience
when, as she came into the kitchen,
she saw the old cat with her kittens
under the stove again. It was too
much. Mrs. Brown seized the broom
and swept cat and kittens out into the
yard, hfy! how surprised and angry
Tabby was. She stood up and took a
look at the kittens, and no doubt
thought, “This is all your fault.”
Then she shook her feet and walked
back into the kitchen and sat down
under the stove. Toby had witnessed
the affair, and when the mother cat
walked off, leaving her babies in the
rain, she could not understand it.
walked around the crying kittens,
and then went whining to the
door and looked at Tabby. But
by’ only blinked and looked
mined. She was comfortable
the kitchen stove, and she did
propose taking care of kittens
made so much trouble. Toby
back and forth between the
kittens and the door, whining
trying to make the old cat see
duty, but all to no purpose.
had enough of those kittens.
Toby picked the kittens up one
one, and put them in the nest
her puppies, and never again did the
old cat go near them. Toby raised
both pups and kittens, and seemed as
proud of the adopted babies as of her
own.—Home Herald.
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MILDRED'S SURPRISE.
Q ne brlght June mor ning Mildred
wag awakened very early, She sat
up j n bed ru L ker eyes, and heard
something mo ving near her. She lift-
ed jjg,. pjiiowcase and there, in a tiny
jjutieh, was something gray. It wrig-
gled Qut aud came up to where Mil-
dre( j ga t. At first she was frightened,
but seeing he did no harm, she began
to pet him.
The door to the bedroom opened,
and Mildred’s mother came into tha
room.
“Happy birthday, Mildred,” she
said, coming up to her.
“Oh, mamma, see this funny little
muff that I found under my pillow
this morning!” exclaimed Mildred.
“Yes, dear, that squirrel is your
birthday present from papa.”
“I must hurry up and dress, so I
can thank him for it,” she said.
“What are you going to name
asked Mildred’s mother.
After a few moments she replied:
(<I gg I will cal! him ‘Muff’ be¬
f>ause lie looks just like one when he
curlg up
when she was all dressed she ran
„ p to ] )er father and thanked him for
tfae squirre i.
,,j f orgo t that to-day was my birth-
day .. s R e said, “but after this I guess
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sh all always remember.” — Helen
JansoDj } n the Brooklyn Eagle,
Bad Debts.
Credit is the beginning of progress.
prosperity and had debts. Front im-
plies foolishness, and bad debts __ are
the fruitage.
Bad debts are an exception to the
whereby cold contracts and . , heat
law
expands. They are contracted or ex-
panded simultaneously, and in all
seasons alike,
Bad debts are eventually paid by
good people. T hey are the inheritance
tax which the meek have to pony up
before coming into their own, for the
car th falls to no man until he has
been cheated out of at least three
times as much as it is worth, in proof
of his humility.
Bad debts have brought motoring
within reach of the masses, not to
mention the lesser blessings of peace
and plenty, with nothing to give up
for these but the fanciful comfort of
a clear conscience.—Puck.
The dress of the Japanese woman
her age.