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VOL. X.
THE WRECK.
A wreck is at the crossing,
The iron rails are red.
And loud a frenzied woman
Is wailing for her dead !
Men, horror-stricken, hurry,
And something Ump they lay
Beside the towering engine,
And sadly turn away.
The ballast that was grimy
Is wet and streaked aud red.
And loud the frenzied woman
Is wailing for her dead—
A score of trains are waiting
While great men, far away,
Impatiently are counting delay.”
The cost of “the
—8. E. Kiser, in Chicago Ilecord-Herald.
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Timidity and dependence are fem¬
inine charms. They are the graces of
weakness and the crimes of strength.
With exceeding charm of manner, re¬
taining ail the perfection of physical
attraction, while still in the zenith of
youth and beauty, in honeyed tones of
Bernhardt flavor a woman may ex¬
claim, “Oh, I’m so nervous; just as
nervous as I can be!”
Fancy these words in the mouth of
a man!
It was an exclamation of this sort
that made us all turn and look at
pretty Mrs. Sylvester, our hostess. We
were sitting in hex luxurious dining
room. Through dinner, with cooling
Ices and heating wines trickling down
our throats, we had discussed one topic
after another, till at last we had come
to coffee and cigars and story telling.
With gracious informality the ladies,
listening as women know how, still lin¬
gered with us, while each of us, as men
..will, told a tale—heaven pardon our
weakness—a bit distinguishing to its
-raconteur.
It was after one of these, a little
than the other, that Mrs.
Sylvester had'^!(Sl a> i me 5, drawing her
pretty shoulders
xor "Oh, I’m ao nervous.”
And it was immediately upon hear¬
ing this ejaculation that a gentleman
nvho till now had been silent, as
though he had nothing to say, or, as it
new appeared, as though he were wait¬
ing to say something, leaned a little
■forward in his chair.
» He was gray haired, but his eyes
bore the brightness of youth, He was
la New Yorker, distinctly the product
of a metropolis, and a physician of high
. stairsling.
was just such a night as this,”
began the physician during a lengthen¬
ing pause. “We sat at dinner as we
are sitting now; we were full of our
(host’s viands ani wines, It wasn’t
in New York,” he went on, looking at
a pretty brunette who had fastened her
big eyes upon him; “it was at a little
country house on the shores of a pic¬
turesque lake. All through dinner
we had talked of scarcely anything hut
burglaries.
“A number of robberies had taken
place in our host’s immediate neigh
berhood within a few weeks, They
liad all been of more or less similar
character, definitely indicating that
they were the work of one man.
“If he had confined his work to the
,
.lower part of the house, to the silvei
-department perhaps, the ladies would
'doubtless have felt less trepidation, but
in every instance he had made his
way somehow into my lady’s chamber
proper and there possessed himself of
her jewels and whatever else she priz¬
ed most highly. So far in each in¬
stance he had escaped with his booty.
“ ‘Well, if he comes to our house
foe’ll not escape,” exclaimed our host, a
small man, with a ferocious manner.
“Our hostess, Mrs. Benton—we will
call her Mrs. Benton—was a cnarming
woman, blonde like yourself, madam,”
continued the physician, gallantly
turning to Mrs. Sylvester, “On this
occasion her blue eyes dilated to their
-widest width. ‘That’s just like Fred,’
she cried. ‘He doesn’t know what fear
4s Oh, if any one should come! then
jshe made use of physician your own again remark, turn
madam ” and the
led to Mrs. Sylvester: “Heavens,” she
icried, ‘I’m so nervous! I shall He
awake all night. I know I shall.’
“Her husband smiled across the table
at her, an inexpressibly superior,
[soothing smile, the smile ot a man
'born to protect the woman he had
.married. ‘The villain’s life wouldn’t
[be worth much,’ he cried, calnuy shak¬
ing the ashes off his cigar,
r “ ‘Just lie perfectly still and no harm
j-will come to you,’ advised one, ap¬
parently more prudent than courage
’eus.
‘To thine own self be true,and it will follow, as night the day, thou cans’t not then be false to any man.”
LINCQLNTON, GA , THURSDAY, JCJLY 3. 1902.
“ ‘Oh, I couldn’t, I couldn't,’ shudder¬
ed the little woman; '1 should scream,
I know I should,’ while our host turn¬
ed indignant.
“ ‘Lie still?’ ho cried. ‘Why, every
nerve in my body would jump to get
at him!’ The little man squared him¬
self. ‘I’d pummel him for all I was
worth. I’d knock the soul out of him
—a ruffian to enter my house unbid¬
den!’
“These were great words from a five
foot man. They created an immense
effect, and even those of us that car¬
ried six feet looked at Fred Benton
with a certain respect.
“Each of us contributed something
from the quota of his experience. The
women listened, shuddered, looked
sympathy as our tales demanded—one
after the other of us had conducted
himself with exceeding cleverness.
“A clock tinkled a late hour. With
gracious hospitality Benton and his
wife, to speed our parting, walked with
us down the gravel walk to the gate¬
way.
“Fred put his arm about her—an in¬
voluntary act of manly protection
called forth by her mere exclamation.
Our last glimpse of them that night
was as they stood thus, the last words
we heard Fred utter were: ‘I’m a
match for any man and none shall
ever enter my house unbidden that
doesn’t suffer for it.’
“And now, how did I learn the rest
of the story? I attended,’’ he paused
a scarcely perceptible instant, “I at¬
tended Mrs. Benton through a long at¬
tack of nervous prostration.
“It was midnight. The Benton
household was quiet, and our timid
blue-eyed little hostess was wrapped
in sweet dreams of winter gayeties,
when she suddenly roused to full con¬
sciousness by the awful feeling of a
strange presence in her room.
“‘Great heavens!’ she murmured,
under her breath.
“In one instant, by that swift train
of memory said to be familiar to the
drowning man, she,
through to its lat
talk of burglaries, the advice of her
guests flung out at random.
“One had said, ‘Lie still.’ She had
vowed she could not. She was about
to make good her vow. She was about
to scream, but a sudden thought re¬
strained her. Great heaven, one
thought alone—Fred.
“If Fred should awaken, he would
throw himself upon this murderous
giant! Her scream might cause the
death of her darling, noble husband;
her valiant Fred would be killed for
his courage. He lay before her defeated,
bleeding, mangled, hacked. Oh, the
horror of it!
“Her heart beat wildly, a cold per¬
spiration spread over her body, seemed
to dry and burst forth again. She
closed her trembling lips, and then she
opened them to breathe this prayer;
‘Keep me motionless, my God, and
keep him asleep.’
“By the dim light she could just dis¬
tinguish the figure of a man; she saw
that he was large; he seemed to her to
have the proportions of a giant, bend¬
ing over her dressing table.
“The burglar moved over to Fred’s
cicthes; his hands crept stealthily in
and out among their .oekets as he
extracted his spoil.
“It seemed to her an eternity before
she opened her eyes again. The room
was silent and dark. The tension gave
way, and she murmured, “The Saints
be praised, it’s over.’ ”
The doctor paused a moment, and
looked at the brunette as though the
story were for her. -She had both eyes
fastened on him, and he went on:
“Mrs. Benton felt a movement. The
valiant form beside her turned, and
clasped her in his arms.
“ ‘Oh. Mollie,’ it cried in a weak,
trembling voice, ‘I thought the villain
would never have done.’ ”
The doctor ceased and cast a laugh¬
ing glance at the interested group.—
New York News.
He Was in of Pilv.
A pious lady of Portsmouth had a
husband who was a seaman.
He was about to start on a protract¬
ed voyage, and as his wife was anx¬
ious as to her husband’s welfare, she
sent the folowing notice to the village
preacher: going
“Mr. Blank, who is to sea, his
wife desires the prayers of the con¬
gregation.” quite
As the old lady was illiterate,
the minister read the folowing to the
congregation from the slip handed to
him:
“Mr. Elank, who is going to see his
wife, desires the prayers of the con¬
gregation.”—Tit-Bits.
Modern Boiler Making.
A modern boiler chop is far different
from its congener of half a century
ago, in that, for one thing, the meth¬
ods of construction have been greatly
simplified and improved tools are in
more general use. These last have al¬
so reduced costs so much that an old
timer revisiting the shop would stare
in amazement at what is novt possible.
It is not generally known that a boilet
of 40-horse power can be made and
shipped in about eight hours. That is
to say, if an order is put in by 7
o’clock in the morning It can be on
the way to its destination by 3 o’clock
on the same day, ready for steam
when set. This boiler will be taken
from the flat sheets, rolled to dimen¬
sion, all rivets driven, tubes set and
rolled, and the work made water and
steam tight within the time named;
but it will be of the return-tubular
type, where no smith work or flanging
is required. This is quick work, and
I know of one shop where it is done;
doubtless there are others.—Egbert P.
Watson, in The Engineering Maga¬
zine.
RED HOT UGlil*
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fil 1 Hotter Bargains and Better
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E. G. TARVER, tage*
jmsqs Our <5ne Collar <r.d Fifty Cents Shoes ah simply superb.
Our Two Dollar Yiei Kid Shoes a big value. Our Two Dollar and
Fifty Cents Hand-sewed-, Shoes are the best on the market.
“We can give v/ni fodg* Shoes at 75c, but the Shoes we want to sell
Ladies ion are $1.00 Sn^JNfjfare ies every day Shoes and our $1.25 and $1 50
Dress EED HOT BARGAIN S and don’t on
forget it. Nowyp!r Toadies Shoes are as good as anybody s $5.00
Shoes. ■ this line of Shoes • tnn
We never forget the ^ ildren and Babies and*
leason is better titan ever before.
'HATS! HATS! HATS!
Our prices in Hats are simply Tornado Swept. We give you Boy*
Hats 10c, a real good Hat 25c. Men’s Felt Hats 65c, Men s Extra Good
Felt Hats $1.00, and so on to the end.
We don’t expect any one to come within a mile of us this season in
Price and Quality. When is the city be sure to Gall and Examine aud be
Convinced.
GREAT EASTERN SHOE CO *3
907 Broad Street, Augusta, Ga.
Pedology, the science of reading
character by the feet, is gaining in
favor as a- successor to palmistry. If
you want to know whether you have
dreamy feet, go to a “pedologist.” The
round, muscular ankle, free from ugly
angles of any sort, means that its pos¬
sessor is of an emotional nature. This
find of ankle is more common in
women than in men, and is what is
called the “pretty and well turned an
kle”—the sort of which the poets
write. A wide ankle, measuring
through the ankle hone, is a sign of a
forceful will, though a narrow ankle
does not necessarily imply weak will
power. A hign instep is the sign of an
unpractical mind, and persons with
very high insteps are declared to be
dreamers, though if the high instep is
united with a wide, thin ankle it is
capable of a dfferent interpretation.
Your heavy, slow, plodding people
have clumsy and heavy ankles, says
the New York Press. The science of
pedology has not as yet advanced far
enough for its “professors” to read
one’s past and future from the feet,
but it probably will before long. What
with pedologists, palmists, phrenolo¬
gists and physiognomists, which one
of us is safe?.
Another German Frince to Visit Uo.
Prince Adalbert, the third son of
the emperor of Germany, will likely
be the next member of the German
royal family to land in America, as he
is "a cadet on the training ship Char¬
lotte, which will reach Baltimore
about the 1st of May.
Spring Sea-Trouting.
Though several good catches of
clean sea-trout have already been
made on such of the Scottish rivers
and lakes as yield sport of this kind
in spring, it will be another ten days
before the fishing is at its best. The
Outer Island lochs and tidal pools are
expected to yield exceptional sport
this spring, for, owing to the bad
angling weather of the past two sea¬
sons, the head of fish is much above
the average. It will, of course, be
some little time before trouting in
the Kyles of the far north will be at
its best, but on some of the rivers on_
the west coast good takes of clean
fish have been made in the lower and
tidal pools. The weather is favorable,
the high winds and showers being all
in favor of this kind of sport, es¬
pecially in the tidal pools and those
lakes in which the “lie” of the fish
is close in to the shore. The tidal
trout (salmo estuarius) is now in its
primest condition, and the chance of
taking one of the fine fish adds to the
charm of spring angling in Hebridean
waters.—Pall Mall Gazette.
Brief Botok Review.
The following brief paragraphs arc
copied from “Encounters Between Fa¬
mous Men,” the forthcoming hook by
J. Billington Billdad. They simply
show whither the historical novel is
drifting:
“As George Washington came withir
sight of Rome he observed that the
city was in flames, and having drunl
all of the fire extinguisher from his
bottle at the previous stop, he turnec
his horse’s head and was about to gal
lop away, when his quick ear caughi
the strain of music. George paused
‘and looking upward beheld Nerc
perched on the city wall playing a vio
■lin solo. Waving his hand in adieu tc
the cruel tyrant, George Washingtor
rode away, leaving the crackling
Iflames behind him, because the Fathei
of his Country had no use for cracklias
Iflames where he was going.
“This is the only-instance on record
j of a meeting and Nero. between Its authenticity George Wash¬
ington can
inot be doubted, inasmuch as the writ¬
er’s grandfather was present when ii
’happened.”—Ohio State Journal.
There are three nut-cracking plants
in St. Louis. The machines are driv¬
en by electricity, each nut being fed
individually into the crusher. After
the shells are cracked the nuts are
winnowed by an air blast and the
meat is picked from the cracked shells
by hand, women and girls being em¬
ployed for this part of the work. _
NO. 5.
THE IDEAL PHYSIQUE.
Tailors’ Measurements Show Few Pei«k
feet Men and Women.
“The tailor who spends his life io
taking measurements could probably
tell an interesting story about the de¬
cline physically of men and women,”
said a man who takes a deep interest
in physical culture and other processes
tending to arrest deteriorating condi¬
tions. “I doubt if the measurements
taken by tailors will show many per¬
fect men and women. Too many men
are wearing 14 collars and too many
women are short on waist dimensions.
1 was glancing through Fourman’s
book a few day$ ago, and I was struck
by the dimensions agred upon by the
best and most authentic authorities for
physical perfection in both men and
women. Take the measuremnts, for
instance, of the perfectly proportioned
man, with a height of G foet, 2 1-2 inch¬
es; girth of chest, 46 inches; girth of
waist, 38 inches; length of upper leg,
17 1-2 inches; length of lower leg,
14 1-2 inches; larger girth of thigh,
22 1-2 inches; girth of calf, 16 inches”
length of arm, 26 inches, and weight
190 pounds. Go to the tailor and ask
how many men come up to this stand¬
ard. I imagine that one would spend
much time before finding the perfect
physical conditions in conjunction in
a single man.
“The fact of the business is that
these proportions are the result of
idealistic theorizing. A man would he
perfect indeed, physically, who could
even show a reasonable approximation
of this standard. Our tailor’s records
would probably disappoint us badly,
and we would likely become confirmed
believers in the d.octrine of physical
degeneracy in so far as members of
our sex are concerned. Man has been
dwindling somewhat even in the range
of one’s own memory. One need not go
tc the tailor's, nor to the vast wealth
of statistics which have been compiled
by persons who take a peculiar inter¬
est in man’s physical aspect. One is
conscious of bein a smaller than one’s
ibust ^ ■daBe in
father, and loss 1 J
that b vdiness of. tem ;nd
in the sire and grandsire. Yet the tail¬
or’s record will probably show a few
isolated instances where men havepre
served the proportions in the physical
measurements of the perfect man. And
this, after all', is the goal towards
which physical culture is drifting It
is not so much a question of larger men
in stature, but rather a question of
men more perfectly balanced physi
cally—men whose parts will approxi¬
mate at least the equilibrium found in
the perfect measurements of the physi¬
cal culture doctrinaire. If one must
weigh 190 pounds, and stand to a
height of over six feet, one may as well
give up on the start. But one may at
least approximate the ideal propor¬
tions, and this is what physical culture
proposes to do.”—New Orleans Times—
Democrat.
A Hindoo Obituary Notice. n
Seth Ram Das, the premier banker
of Patiala, is no more. Poor soul! he
was destined to fall a prey to his own
wounded susceptibilities. A man of
high position and of the venerable
age of 70, with an immaculate charac¬
ter and an unspotted name, known for
his large-heartedness and charity.
Seth Ram Das was a unique figure in
the native society of Patiala, and his
death has caused a gap which can
hardly be filled up. The Seth was ar¬
rested by the Patiala police among
those ill-fated Chaudharies who were
diagged by the Durbar to undergo
the indignities and sufferings He felt of^ con¬ all
firmed sedition mongers.
this keenly, and, seeing that the eve
in g of his life was so clouded and
begirt all round with humiliation and
disgrace, his heart sank and eventual¬
ly failed, like a deserted castle which
comes tumbling down to ground for
want of an inmate. As one muses over
this grand ruin, in vain he seeks to
trace his‘untimely decay to any dis
ease or infirmity, for the “canker”
had been preying all the while on his
vital parts and the poor Seth died of
broken heart.—Lahore (India) Tri¬
bune.
Occasional Relief.
Visitor to the Prison—I suppose this
life of yours in here is a continual tor¬
ture?
Convict—Oh, no. Not so bad as that.
We don’t have visitors every day, yoi^
know.—Boston Transcript.
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The largest dome in the world is
that of the Lutheran church at War
saw. Its interior diameter is 200 feet.
That of the British museum is 13j>
feet.