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bath is healthy in hot weather.
taking care of the bumper crops and
whooping it up for the fall elections—
with the greatest efforts on the crops.
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than they do the small-pox.
confectioneries and other lines of riade
New York has solved the problem of
how to make certain people good, in a
The state has
People of the Ottoman empire
press great delight at the political
forms that are being brought about.
Just how the sultan feels about being
forced into granting them is probably
not fit for publication.
have been entirely put out of business
for a term, the tag is only removed after
the offender has complied w..h all
It appears that the Texas press is a
pretty human institution.' ’ There have
been enough editorials criticising the
recent weather to build a mountain.
movement for the abolition of
baseball, and you will know what is
going on in Spain as^a result of the
campaign against bull fighting.
be catalogued at the very head of our
national assets in order of value, and he
who by the means of impure commodi-
ties or unsanitary surroundings menaces
■life should be made to know that jus-
tice reigns and that law is still power-
ful.
says
Texas
Now that his primary is over, the
man who did not vote for a single
loser is abroad in the land.
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MEHEDITH J>ffCHOLSOJ^,
Author of “The House of a Thousand Candles"
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Republicans are already scared,
up to the Democrats to hang together
and make it a complete rout.
some of them can.
Beaumont Enterprise.
A Pennsylvania evangelist
there is holiness in lung power,
politicians should take heart.
to suffer whatever
deemed corrective.
near is Judge Claiborne’s
place?’’ he asked.
The man pointed. It was the next
house on the righthand side, and Ar-
mitage smiled to himself and strolled
on.
He looked down in a moment upon
a pretty estate, distinguished by its
formal garden, but with the broad
acres of a practical farm stretch-
ing far out into the valley. The lawn
terraces were green, broken only by
plots of spring flowers. The walks
were walled in box and privet. Th©
house, of the pillared colonial type,
crowned a series of terraces. A long
pergola, with pillars topped by red
urns, curved gradually through th©
garden toward the mansion. Armitage
followed a side road along the brick
partition wall and contemplated the
inner landscape. The sharp snap of a
gardener’s shears far up the slope was
the only sound that reached him. It
was a charming place, and be yielded
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WILL NEED HELP.
Fort Worth Star.
If reports are true as to the size of
the ticket to be voted in Texas next
November, the voter will require a
private secretary and an early start if
he cares anything about joining the
midnight bulletin crowd.
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He dropped over the wall and strolled
away.
to a temptation to explore it. He drop-
ped over the wall and strolled away
through the garden, the smell of warm
earth, moist from the day’s light show-
ers, and the faint odor of green things
growing, sweet in his nostrils. He
walked to the far end of the pergola,
sat down on a wooden bench and gave
himself up to reverie. He had been de-
nounced as an impostor. He was on
Claiborne soil, and the situation re-
quired thought.
It was while he thus pondered hie
affairs %that Shirley, ’walking over the
soft lawn from a neighboring estate,
came suddenly upon him.
FJ'o be Continued.)
When the airships get into general use our Custom-house officials will have the time of their lives
trying to collect the tariff duties.
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though carelessly flung from a dice
box. Many of the places were hand-
some estates, with imposing houses set
amid beautiful gardens. Half a mil©
from the hotel he stopped a passing
negro to ask who owned a large house
that stood well back from the road.
The man answered. He seemed anx-
ious to impart further information,
and Armitage availed himself of the
opportunity.
“How
■upon the loose planking and TeTt'Tile
’frail thing vibrate under his weight.
“It is a bad place,” remarked Oscar,
aa the bridge creaked and swung, and
Armitage laughed and jumped back to
solid ground.
The surface of this harbor of the
hills was rough with outcropping rock.
In some great stress of nature the
trees had been destroyed utterly, and
only a scant growth of weeds and wild
’flowers remained. The place suggest-
ed a battleground for the winds, where
they might meet and struggle in wild
combat, or, more practically, it was
large enough for the evolutions of a
squadron of cavalry.
“Why the name?” asfcted Armitage.
“There were gray soldiers of many
Rattles — yes — who fought the long
[fight against the blue soldiers in the
jvalley of Virginia, and after the war
’was over some of them would not sur-
render—no; but they marched here and
stayed a long time and kept their last
flag, and so the place was called the
Port of Missing Men. They built that
stone wall over there beyond the patch
/>f cedars and camped. And a few died,
and their graves
are there by the
cedars. Yes;
they had brave
hearts,” and Os-
car lifted his
hat as though
he jvere saluting
the lost legion.
They turned
again to the road
and went for-
ward at a gal-
lop, until, half a
mile from the
gate, they came
upon a clearing
and a low, red
roofed b u n g a-
low.
“Your
any too anxious to get that
chairman of the Democratic
committee, but he promises to make
things lively for the Republicans just
the same.
COPYRIGHT. 1907. BY THE BOBBS-MERRILL COMPANY
Cut this story out and keep it. Yon will want to read it later if not
“You,* ill nna it easier to walk,” he
said, and, leading their horses, they re-
traced their steps for several hundred
yards along the ridge, then mounted
and proceeded slowly down again until
they came to a mountain road. Pres-
ently a high wire fence followed at
their right, where the descent was
sharply arrested, /tnd they came to a
barred wooden gate, and beside it a
small cabin, evidently designed for a
lodge.
“This is the place, sir,” and Oscar
dismounted and threw open the gate.
The road within followed the rough
contour of the hillside that still turned
downward until it broadened into a
wooded plateau. The flutter of wings
penalty might A e
Human life should
As in every other case where a qu is-
tion of right or wrong is involved,
man of integrity has no fear of whatevei
regulation may be imposed for the pro-
tection of the masses upon whom ae may
,be dependent for his success, and the
man who wilfully deals in that which
he knows to be unfit for traffic deserves
Fish Bred for Their Milk—Our India
Ink.
Many cuttlefish farms—great tanks
where the fish are bred for their black
milk, which gives us India ink—are' to be-
found on the Chinese coast, observes the
Reader. To milk a cuttlefish the queer
creature is driven slowly and gently into
a compartment or .ock lined with metal.
Then the water is gradually drawn off
and the fish in the end finds himself left
high and dry. He becomes alarmed, he
squirts forth all the sepia in his sack.
Then, milked dry, he is returned to his
tank again.
Had Only Been Married Short Time to
Schoolmate.
By Associated Press.
Chicago, July 27.—A dispatch to the
Tribune frorr^ Sergeant, Ky., says:
Leonard Hall, the 15-year-old son of
Elder Joseph Hall, a Baptist preacher
at Hilliards, committed suicide in the
home of his father by shooting him-
self with a shot fun. For several
weeks the boy has been despondent.
He was married two months ago to
little Miss Rhoda Profit, barely 12
years old, his sdhoolrrfate, with whom
the boy husband had not lived happily
tfeted hand went to his hat brim when-
ever Armitage addressed him.
They sought again the spot whence
Armitage had first looked down upon
Storm valley, and he opened his pocket
map. the better to clarify his ideas of
tho regio-n
"We shall go down into the valley,
Oscar,” he said, and thereafter it was
he that led.
They -struck presently into an old
road that had been an early highway
across the mountains. Above and be-
low the forest hung gloomily, and pass-
ing clouds darkened the slopes and oc-
casionally spilled rain. Armitage drew
on his cloak, and Oscar enveloped him-
self in a slicker as they rode through
a sharp shower. At a lower level they
came into fair weather again and,
crossing a bridge, rode down into
Storm valley. The road at once bore
marks of care, and they passed a num-
ber of traps that spoke unmistakably of
cities aild riders whose mounts knew
country.
to it.
in the underbrush, the scamper of
squirrels, the inad lope of a fox, kept
the eye busy. A deer broke out of a
NOT JUST YET.
Laredo Times.
There may be some things you can
work with that manana racket, but
getting out a daily newspaper is n<&
included in the list by any means.
THE LADY OF THE PEEGOLA.
’ /O\ FEW photographs of for-
J sign scenes tacked on the
walls; a Roman blanket
hung as a tapestry over
Vla&i the mantel; a portfolio
, ~ and traveler’s writing
materials distributed about a table pro-
duced for the purpose, and additions
to the meager bookshelf — a line of
Baedekers, a pocket atlas, a compre-
hensive American railway guide, sev-
eral volumes of German and French
poetry—and the place was not so bad.
Armitage slept for an hour after a
simple luncheon had been prepared by
Oscar, studied his letters and cable-,
grains—made, in fact, some notes in
regard to them and wrote replies.
Then at 4 o’clock he told Oscar to sad-
dle the horses.
“It is spring, and in April a man’s
blood will not be quiet. We shall go
forth and taste the air.”
He had studied the map of Lamar
county with care and led the waj&out
of his own preserve by the road over
which they had entered in the morn-
ing., Oscar and his horses were a
credit to the trai’ ag of the American
army and would have passed inspec-
tion anywhere. Armitage watched his
adjutant with approval. The man
served without question, and, quicker
to
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Armitage dropped the
is paper into the fire.
high, Oscar, but I shall do my best.
That one first, please.”
The contents of the two trunks were
disposed of deftly by Oscar as Armi-
tage directed. One of the bedrooms
was ‘utilized as a closet, and garments
for every imaginable occasion were
brought forth. There were stout Eng-
lish tweeds for the heaviest weather,
two dress suits and Norfolk jackets in
corduroy. The owner’s taste ran to
grays and browns, it seemed, and he
whimsically ordered his raiment group-
ed by colors as he lounged about with
a pipe in his mouth.
“You may hang those scarfs on Hie
string provided by my predecessor,
sergeant. They will help our color
scheme. That pale blue doesn’t blend'
well in our rainbow—put it in your
pocket and wear it, with my compli-
ments; and those tan shoes are not
bad for the Virginia mud. Drop them
here. Those gray campaign hats are
comfortable. Give the oldest to me.
And there is a riding cloak I bad for-
gotten I ever owned. I gave gold for
it to a Madrid tailor. The mountain
nights are cool, and the thing may
serve me well. Oscar, how far is it
down to Storm Springs?”
“A forced march, and you are there
in an hour and a half, sir.”
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While the average life of man is
steadily increasing, does it still hold
that the good die young?
in this city within a lew Cays, no
had, under the name of Armitage,
palmed himself off upon members of
one of the most distinguished families
of the capital, whom he had mgt
abroad during the winter. A young
gentleman of this family, who, it will
suffice to say, bears a commission and
title from the American ‘government,
entertained a small company of friends
at a Washington club only a few
nights ago, and this plausible adven-
turer was among the guests. He wits
recognized at once by one of the for-
eigners present, who, out of considera-
tion for the host and fellow guests,
held his 'tongue, but it is understood
that this gentleman sought Armitage
privately and warned him to leave
Washington, which accounts for the
fact that the sumptuous apartments at
the New American in which Mr. John
Armitage, alias Baron von Kissel, had
established himself were vacated im-
mediately. None of those present at
the supper will talk of the matter, but
• it has been the subject of lively gossip
for several days, and the German em-
bassy is said to havejaid before the
Washington police all the information
in it^ archives relating to the American
and put into execution this novel idea
deserve the thanks of not only the resi-
dents of New York Siut of other states
From now on Texas will be busy
Now that his speech has the “O K”
' of the president, Mr. Taft is ready to
be told of his nomination tomorrow
They came upon a red
roofed bungalow. house>
sir,” and Oscar swung himself down at
the steps of a broad veranda. He led
the horses away to a barn beyond the
house, while Armitage surveyed the
landscape. The bungalow stood on a
rough knoll and(’ was so placed as to
afford a splendid view of a wide re-
gion. Armitage traversed the long ver-
anda, studying the landscape and de-
lighting iu the far stretching pine cov-
ered barricade of hills. He was arous-
ed by Oscar, who appeared carrying
the suit cases.
“There shall be breakfast,” said the
man.
He threw open the doors, and they
entered a wide, bare hall, with a fire-
place, into which Oscar dropped a
match.
“All one floor—plenty of sleeping
rooms, sir—a place to cat here—a kitch’
en beyond—a fair barracks for a com-
mon soldier; that is all.”
“It Is enough. Throw these bags
into the nearest bedroom, if there is
no choice, and camp will be estab-
lished.”
as well, for there is little doubt that the
idea will spread and b^ adopted, in
modified xorm perhaps, by other
munities which have long- been grappling
with problems similar to those in the
empire state. . As the people is compar-
- atively alt the mercy of every dealer
upon whom they impend for food or rai-
ment, it would appear that there exists
no limit to the usefulness of the tag
system, and as the public has a legiti-
mate right'to receive the article for which
good money is paid and to secure with
It an assurance that it is both pure and
clean, it would appear to be a ve»y easy
task to give every protection to the pur-
chaser.
requirements of the sanitary laws.
The “unclean’’ tag is merely another
method of taking the public into confi-
dence by the officers whom the public
has indiscreetly placed on guard over
their interests and those who conceived
tory inspectors finally adopted a method
which brings the offender at once before
the purchasing public and makes thfc
people judge, jury and executioner. The
procedure is as follows: An inspector
finding goods in a factory which is foul,
unclean or unsanitary turns in a special
report indicating the precise conditions.
If the commissioner approves the report
he prepares a card containing the rea-
sons “’or the action and the inspector
attaches to all goods found in the work-
rooms a red tag bearing the woffi ‘fun-
The goods are tied in bundles
and the red tag attached in the face of
a swarm of angry protestants who de-
clare all sorts of things and make any
sort of promise while the hitherto pur-
chasers shun the rroducts as they would
the plague.
The unique fea'tufb of the plan is the
ease with which it. operates without the
aid of police or courts. It is said' that
manufacturers fear this little tag more
Bakeries,
Imagifie the rumpus that would be
stirred up in America if there should
be a
In St. Louis the municipal assembly
Is to take a vacation. St. Louis is to
get one at the same time.
Oscar dismounted and threw open the gate.
hazel thicket, stared at the horsemen
in wide eyed, amazement, then plunged
into the wood and disappeared.
“There afe deer and of foxes a great
plenty,” remarked Oscar.
He turned toward Armitage and add-
ed with lowered voice:
“It is different from our old bills and
forests—yes? but sometimes I have
been, homesick.”
“But this is not so bad, Oscar, and
some day you shall go back!”
“Here,” said the soldier, as they
swung out of the wood and into the
open, “is what they call the Port of
Missing Men.”
There was a broad park-llke arer.
that tended downward almost imper-
ceptibly to a deep defile. They dis-
mounted and walked to the edge anc.
looked down the steep sides. A little
creek flowed out of the wood and emp-
tied itself with a silvery rush into the
vale, caught its breath below and be-
came a creek again. A slight suspen-
sion bridge flung across the defile had
once afforded a short cut to Storm
Springs, but it was how in disrepair,
and at either end was posted “No
Thoroughfare.” Armitage stepped
well the bridle paths of Central parE
The hotel loomed 'massively before
them and beyond \yere handsome es-
tates and ambitious mansions scat-
tered through the valley and on the
lower slopes.
Armitage paused in a clump of trees
and dismounted.
“You will stay here until I come
And remember that we don’t
know any one, and at our time of life,
Oscar, one should be wary of making
new acquaintances.”
He tossed his cloak over the saddle
and walked toward the inn. The size
of the place and the great number of
people' going and coming surprised
him, but in the numbers he saw hia
oxvn security, and he walked boldly up
the steps of the main hotel entrance.
Fie stepped, into the long corridor of
the inn, where many people lounged
about, and heard with keen satisfaction
and relief the click of telegraph li—
strument that seemed at once to bring
him into contact with the remote
world. He filed his telegrams wnd
walked the length of the broad Dall,
his riding crop under his arm. The
gay banter and laughter of a group of
young men and women just returned
from a drive gave him a touch of heart-
ache, for there was a girl somewhere
in the valley whom he had followed
across the sea, and these people were
of her own world—they undoubtedly
knew her; very likely she came often
to this huge caravansary and mingled
with them. '
At the entrance he passed Baron von
Marhof, the Austrian ambassador,
who, by reason of the death of his roy-
al chief, had taken a cottage at the
Springs to emphasize his abstention
from the life of the capital. The am-
bassador lifted his eyes and bowed to
Armitage, as he bowed to a great ’
many young men whose names he
never remembered; but, oddly enough,
the baron paused, stared after Armi-
tage for a moment, then shook his
head and walked on with knit brows.
Armitage had lifted his hat and passed
out, tapping his leg with his crop.
He walked toward the private houses
that lay scattered over the valley and
along the gradual slope of the hills as
adventures of this impudent
drel.”
Armitage rose, dropped the paper
into the fire, and, with his elbow rest-
ing on the mantel shelf, watched it
burn. He laughed suddenly and faced
about, his back to the flames. Oscar
stood at atten-
tion in the mid-
dle of the room.
.“Shall we un-
pack—yes ?”
“It is a capi-
tal idea,” said
John Armitage.
“I was striker
for my captain
also,- who had
fourteen pairs of
boots and a bad Q
disposition — and
uniforms— ;
He was i
very pretty
at on
hoi-se.”
“The ideal
BUT DO YOU DARE?
San Antonio Gazette.
What does it matter if only one
woman in San Antonio is wearing the
sheath skirt? Can’t we import plenty
others?
“This is yours. The baggage that
came by express is there. A wagon
goes with the place, and I brought the
things up yesterday. There is a show-
er bath beyond the rear veranda. The
mountain water is off the ice,’ but—
you will require hot water for shaving
—is it not so?” .
“You oppress me with luxuries, Os-
car. Wind up the clock, and nothing
will be wanting.” e-
Oscar unstraped the trunks and then
stood at attention in the door. He had
expected Armitage to condemn the
place in bitter language, but the pro-
prietor of the abandoned hunting pre-
serve was in“ excellent spirits and
whistled blithely as he drew out his
keys.
“The place was built by fools,” de-
clared Oscar gloomily.
“Undoubtedly! There is a saying
that fools build houses and wise men
live .in them. You see where that
leaves us, Oscar. Let us be cheerful!”
He tried the shower and changed his
raiment, while Oscar prepared coffee
and laid a cloth on the long table be-
fore the fire. When Armitage appeared
coffee steamed in the tin pot in which
it had been made. Bacon, eggs and
toast were further offered.
“You have done excellently well, Os-
car. Go get your own breakfast.” Ar-
mitage dropped a lump of sugar into
his coffee cup and surveyed the room,
A large map of Virginia and a series
' of hunting prints hung on the untinted
walls, and there were racks for guns,
and a work bench at one end of the
room where guns might be taken apart
and cleaned. A few novels, several
three-year-old magazines and a variety
of pipes remained on the shelf above
the fireplace. The house offered possi-
bilities of meager comfort, and that
was about all. Armitage remembered
what the agent through whom he had.
made the purchase had said—that the
place had proved too isolated for even
a hunting preserve and that its only
value was in the timber. He was satis-
fied with his bargain and would not
set up a lumber mill yet awhile. He
lighted a cigar and settled himself in
an easy chair before the fire, glad of
the luxury of peace and quiet after his
circuitous journey and the tumult of
doubt and question that had shaken
him.'
He slit the wrapper of the Washing-
ton newspaper that Oscar had brought
from the mountain postoffice and scan-
ned the headlines. He read with care
a dispatch from London that purported
to reflect the sentiment of the conti-
nental capitals toward Charles Louis,
the new emperor-king of Austria-Hun-
gary, and the paper dropped upon his
knees, and he stared into the fire. Then
he picked up a paper of earlier date of than of speech, his buff gaun-
and read all the foreign-dispatches and - - - -
the news of Washington. He was
about to toss the paper aside when his
eyes fell upon a boldly headlined arti-
cle that cause his heart to throb fierce-
ly. It recited the sudden reappear-
ance of the fraudulent Baron von Kis-
sel in Washington and described in de-
tail the Mron’s escapades at Bar Har-
bor and his later career in California
and elsewhere. Then followed a stoiy,
veiled in careful phrases, but based, so
the article recited, upon information
furnished by a gentleman of extensive
acquaintance on both sides of the At-
lantic, that Baron von Kissel, under a
new pseudonym and with even more
daring effrontery, had within a fort-
night sought to intrench himself in the
most exclusive circles of Washington.
Armitage’s cigar slipped from his fin-
gers and fell upon the brick hearth as
he read:
“The boldness of this clever adven-
turer is said to have reached a climax
which makes it a misdemeanor for fac-
tories to turn out unclean or impure
products or to operate under unsanitary
conditions, but piose interested in seeing
that the sanitary laws were complied
with found the courts a slow and uncer-
tain means for securing a correction of
abuses and evasions of the law and fac-
New York has just received one of
the largest snakes ever brought to
this country. New York is welcome
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WILL IT BE TEXAS?
San Antonio Express. x
It will be a notable state that ac-
quires the reputation of turning out
the most politicians; that is, turning
them out to grass.
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