Weekly Visitor. (Bay City, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 49, Ed. 1 Friday, May 11, 1900 Page: 4 of 8
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Is Sought by Female Suffer-
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Mrs. F. W.
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or six years
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and was
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“Every bot-
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for
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to Peruna. ”
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A German philosopher says the beau-
1y of a hot sausage is more than skin
deep.
To Extract a Splinter.
It may not be generally known that
a splinter deeply buried in a chili’s
hand may be extracted by steam. The
method if very simple. Fill a wide-
mouthed bottle two-thirds full with
very hot water and place its mouth un-
der the injured spot. The suction
draws the flesh down when a little
pressure is used, and the steam in a
moment or two extracts inflammation
and splinter together.
A Paper Bicycle.
A paper bicycle has now invaded the
field. Paper fiber, similar to that
sometimes used in the manufacture of
railway carriage wheels, is employed
for tubing, and is as strong as any in
use. A factory is said to be contem-
plated for the production of bicycles
of this sort.
The Best Prescription for Chills
and Fever is a bottle of Groves TasteleS3
Chili. Tonic. It is simply iron and quinine in
a tasteless form. No cure—no pay. Price, 50c.
Earnest Geyser in the World.
The largest geyser in the world is
the Excelsior geyser in Yellowstone
Park. Its basin is 200 feet across and
330 feet deep. The basin is full of.
boiling water, from which clouds of
steam are constantly ascending. At
long intervals water is spouted into
the air to a height of from fifty to 300
feet.
Rare White Rhlnocerous.
Mr. Gielgud, the native commission-
er at Sebungwe, Africa, reports that
the very rare white rhinoceros still
roams the veldt in the district between
the Sanyati and Zambesi rivers.
Have Many Ribs.
Snakes have the greatest number of
ribs. The boa or python has no fewer
than 320 pairs. The rattlesnake has
171 pairs. The python or boa some-
times attains to an enormous size, and
has been reported as reaching the
length of 30 feet. The shark has 95
pairs of ribs, and the conger eel 60.
The cholopus or two-toed sloth has
46 ribs—23 on each side—as against
the 24 ribs of man.
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A Fine Natural Harbor.
The finest natural harbor in Puerto
Rico is at Jobos, on the southeast
coast. It is large enough and deep
enough to accommodate ships of any
draught, but it needs an improved en-
trance. In addition to the commercial
value of Jobos harbor, it has a strate-
gic importance not surpassed in this
part of the world. It is perfectly shel-
tered and screened. A naval fleet sta-
tioned there might block any Euro-
pean expedition directed toward Cuba,
the isthmus canal, or the Pacific coast.
Its strategic position in Puerto Rico
corresponds to that of Malta in the
east.
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at me, Margot,” said the
‘You don’t love him?”
Tin Cans, Boots and Stove Pipes
With It at Cape Nome.
“One of the most notable things
about the new placer gold fields at
Cape Nome,” said a returned miner
the other day, ‘was the careless way
that the gold was stored and cared for
last summer. It was common to find
five-gallon kerosene oil cans half or
wholly filled with gold, standing on
the floor in an unguarded tent or in
the corner of a cabin. I believe that
' just before the steamer Bertha sailed
from Nome last October with a big
shipment of gold dust and nuggets to
the San Francisco mint, there was
about half a ton of gold stored in all
manner of primitive receptacles and
odd ways in the tents on the beach.
' Besides, there was fully 1,500 pounds
, of gold similarly saved in the tTsits
and cabins of miners along the creeks
and in the gravelly gulches back of
Nome. Any hollow thing was used,
soup tureens, tin cans, glass bottles,
boots, gas pipe, paint buckets, fur gar-
ments and even stockings and go-
loshes. Very few of the miners failed
to get some gold the first day they
panned and rocked for it. Their hoard
grew fast and they had no strong-box,
no pouch, in which to store it. In
some instances the makeshifts were
amusing. One man made a great
pouch for his gold out of an enormous
chest and back protector—a sort of
waistcoat made of sealskin, which he
had cured, dressed and made himself.
Another miner utilized a joint of
stovepipe. He didn’t have even a tent
when he went to Nome. Some one
threw away a rusty stove pipe joint,
and the miner got it. He cut a round
piece of board and fitted it in one end
of the pipe. Then he stood the pipe
up on end on his claim and dumped into
it each day the gold dust as fast as he
washed and dried it. I believe he got
about 90 pounds of gold for his sea-
son’s work last year.”
The picture was a decidedly pret-
ty one—there was a sloping lawn lead-
ing down to the river Thames, An old-
fashioned house, with gabled roof and
French windows were ail open, for
the day was a hot one in July. By one
of them a girl stood in a white dress,
with a crimson rose fastened in her
belt. Her eyes were lowered; she was
reading a letter.
“It’s awful to think of the two let-
ters coming the same day,” she said to
herself. “Of course, I know what this
letter contains.” Here she looked
down at an unopened envelope which
she was holding firmly clasped in her
right hand. She hesitated as she glanc-
ed at it, and with an effort she took
the second letter out of its cover and
read the following words:
“Dear Margot—For God’s sake, don’t
give yourself to that other feliow be-
cause he is rich. You know perfect-
/ well that I love you to distraction.
i ours,
till
“ROBERT CECIL.”
“Margot, Margot,” shouted a gay
voice. Some little steps were heard on
the gravel, and a girl of eleven or
twelve years of age, with a quantity
of hair falling over her shoulders, ran
around the house and up to Margot s
side.
“Sir Peter Ansell is coming down
the avenue, Margot—he is driving his
mail phaeton tandem, and it’s perfect-
ly splendid to see him. Why, how
funny you look, and what is that let-
ter which Gip is worrying? Oh, Mar-
got, it’s in Sir Peter’s handwriting.”
“Pick up all the bits, Polly, do, do,”
exclaimed the elder girl. “Oh, you
wicked Gip, what a nuisance you are.
Why, I had scarcely read the letter,
and—and—”
“Was it very important?” asked
Polly, who was down on her knees
helping to collect the scattered frag-
ments.
“Oh, I suppose so; well, it does not
matter. Is Sir Peter coming around
here, Polly? Do I look all right?”
“You look splendid,” said Polly,
with emphasis. “Of course, he’s com-
ing round here. It’s you he has come
to visit—we all know what he wants.
Oh, Margot, do say yes to him. I do
want to drive a tandem so dreadfully,
and Bob said this morning he was go-
ing to get a pony first thing out of
Strange Animals in the “Annex” of the
Lincoln Park Zoo.
Tradition says that mice and guinea
pigs will not live in. the same prem-
ises, but this does not prevent the ani-
mal house “annex” in Lincoln park,
Chicago, which contains more than
thirty guinea pigs, from being infested
with mice and rats. The latter, ac-
customed to feed in large numbers at
the grain cribs in the basement of the
annex, refused to abdicate upon the
advent of the diminutive pink-eyed
porkers according to a once-accepted
rule. Rats roam at large all over the
place, and, to emphasize the incon-
gruity, a cage of white mice occupies
a position side by side with that of the
guinea pigs. Guinea pigs occupy a
cage by themselves, cooped up in one
corner of the small animal house, as
the annex is sometimes called. They
are strangers to sight-seeking visit-
ors at the park because this house,
which also contains many other of
the smaller animals of the “zoo,” is
not open to the general public. Zool-
ogists maintain that all guinea pigs
were cavies before the discovery of
America—for these animals were not
known in Europe until the close of the
seventeenth century, and it is believed
they were introduced
America and got their
Guinea, afterward corrupted
“guinea” pigs.
k
that old beggar of an Ansell, see if
he wasn’t. You have got to say yes,
and see that you do. Oh, what letter is
that you are crushing up in
hand?”
“Nothing—nobody’s letter,”
Margot, incoherently. “How do
do, Sir Peter?” She held out her hand
to a stout, florid-looking man who
now approached.
“Well, Margot,” he said, “you have
read my letter, and, of course, it’s to
be yes, isn’t it—you do love me a lit-
tle bit, don’t you?”
“Yes, I like you,” said Margot, mak-
ing a desperate effort.
“Well, that’s pleasant to hear—you
can easily change like into love now,
can’t you?”
Margot thought of Bob. who want-
ed good schooling; of Polly, who was
running wild, without any chance of
growing up as a young lady should;
of her father who was over head and
heels in debt, and of her mother, who
had been worried straight out of this
world by money cares.
She shut away the picture of the
who had sent her the other let-
“After all,” she said to herself,
She went down to the bank of the
river, and, seating herself under a
tree, took out the letter.
She had scarcely done so before a
manly voice shouted her name. There
was the dip of oars and the gentle
swish of a boat being propelled rapidly
forward. Cecil, in boating costume,
pulled up under the tree where Margot
was sitting. In a moment he had
jumped out.
“Now, this is luck,” he exclaimed.
“To think that I should find you here,
and absolutely reading my letter. Oh,
I say, Margot, is it—is it all right?”
His bronzed face was pale as he asked
the question, his voice shook.
“No; it’s all wrong,” said Margot,
with a sudden passion. “Oh, Robert,
I’m not strong enough—I could not
withstand them all. We are so fear-
fully poor—and—father’s debts. Rob-
ert, I could not help myself—some one
had to be sacrificed.”
“You don’t mean to tell me,” said
Cecil, interrupting her, and grasping
her arm with such force that she cried
out with pain, “you don’t mean to tell
me, Margot, that after my letter you
have gone and given yourself to that
fellow?”
“Yes, I have,” said Margot, bursting
into a passion of tears. “I have, and
he’s coming back to dinner, and I must
go.”
“Look
young man.
“No.”
“And do you love me?”
“Yes.”
“Then don’t you think you’re doing
a very wicked thing, a very unfair
thing to Sir Peter?”
“I am marrying him because he is
rich,” said Margot, “and to help all the
others. When a girl has a father and
brothers and sisters, she must sacrifice
herself sometimes.
that I loved him.”
“Did you tell him that you loved
me?”
“No.”
“I repeat that you are doing wrong,
Margot, and no good will come of it.”
Cecil sprang down the bank once
another man better than me. Don’t
you think you have behaved very bad-'
ly?”
“I do," answered Margot, “I have
behaved dreadfully both to you and to
the other man.”
She left the room without another
word and went up to her bedroom.
The day had begun badly, and now
it was going to end badly. Margot did
not dare to return to the bosom of
her justly aggrieved family again that
night. She cried a great deal; finally
she took Cecil’s letter and read it care-
fully over—not once, but many times.
Then she raised it to her lips and kiss-
ed it passionately, and she got into
bed, and, holding it open in her palm,
she went to sleep with it pressed
against her cheek.
When she awoke the next morning
she felt less unhappy; in short, things
seemed to have cleared themselves a
little in her brain.
She no longer "felt that it was her
duty to sacrifice herself to her family.
It so happened that Cecil, who had
called early at the house that morn-
ing, was able to confirm her in this
opinion.
man
ter.
“what does one girl’s life matter?
Sir Peter is a millionaire, and he can
save us all. Yes, I’ll marry him.”
She turned her face toward the burly
countenance of her lover, and said
bravely:
“You are very kind to me, and I
suppose I’ll love you in time.”
“Yes; that you shall, and pretty
soon, too,” he answered. “Now, give
me a kiss, Margot.”
Margot held up her cheek—Sir Peter
put his arm around her and kissed her
several times.
The rest of the day passed in a sort
of a dream. There was excitement
and delight in the Forrester house-
hold. Margot was kissed, blessed and
congratulated by every soul in the
place. Sir Peter had a long and emi-
nently satisfactory interview with Mr.
Forrester. Margot wondered how she
was ever to go through with it. The
other letter seemed to burn a hole in
her pocket. She felt it wherever she
went.
“You know perfectly well that I love
you to distraction.”
This sentence kept repeating itself
over and over, in her disturbed mind.
Sir Peter was coming back to late din-
ner, and special preparations were be-
ing made in his honor. Mr. Forrester
was uncorking some of his latest good
Burgundy—Polly was filling all the
vases with fresh flowers. There was a
festive air over everything.
Dinner was to be at half-past 7.
At half-past 6 Margot put on her
hat and went out. The great heat of
the day was tempered now by a gentle
breeze. Margot meant to give herself
half an hour of solitude. She meant
during that half hour to read Cecil’s
letter and then tear it into tiny frag-
ments. When the letter vzas torn up
perhaps that tiresome sentence: “You
know I love you to distraction,” would
cease to haunt her.
more and jumped into the boat. Mar-
got returned to the house.
In the hall she was met by Polly.
“Margot,” she exclaimed, “I don’t
know what can be gong on, but Sir
Peter arrived here about a quarter of
an hour ago, and he was not dressed
for dinner, and he seemed to be in a
most awful rage about something. He
is with father in the study. I vzas lis-
tening at the door and I heard his
voice getting louder and louder, and
father trying to soothe him. Oh, there,
I hear the door opening and father is
calling you. Run, Margot, do run,
and find out what is the matter. Oh,
dear, dear!” continued Polly, “your
eyes are red and your face all stained
with crying. Are things going to turn
out wrong after all?”
“Margot,” called the father,
here at once.”
She obeyed him imnjediately. He
took her hand, drew her into the study
and locked the door.
Sir Peter, whose face was alarming-
ly red, was standing on the hearth rug.
He came straight up to Margot when
she entered the room.
“Now young lady,” he said, “I want
to ask you a plain question. Is that my
letter that I wrote to you this morn-
ing, or is it not?”
Here he held up a much chewed
and disfigured morsel of paper.
“Is that my letter?” he repeated;
“is that my signature?”
“Yes;” said Margot, looking at it,
“I’m really very sorry,” she exclaimed,
“Gip has been chewing it.”
“You hear her,” exclaimed Sir Peter,
turning to Forrester. “You see, she
confesses the whole thing. Now, what
excuse have you to make for such con-
duct, Miss Forrester?”
“Margot could have known nothing
about it,” began Mr. Forrester.
“Yes, I did,” said Margot. “I saw
him. doing it, but the fact is I was so
busy reading another letter that I did
not wait to stop him. Sir Peter,” she
continued, “I made a mistake when I
said ‘yes’ this morning—I can’t go on
with my engagemei??. I find that I—I
don’t love you—that I shall never love
you. and that I do love some one else.”
“By Jove!” exclaimed Sir Peter,
"isn’t that a nice confession to make?”
I write you a proposal of marriage and
you allow your dog to chew up my
letter. You accept me in the morn-
ing and you reject me in the evening,
and finally you tell me that you love
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