The Orange Daily Tribune (Orange, Tex.), Vol. 7, No. 169, Ed. 1 Thursday, August 22, 1907 Page: 3 of 4
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For a good many yean people bad
bald that Farmer Johnson's wife was
bead of his bouse and that he was a
great incumbrance to her. They had a
farm Just outside a thriving town, and
had it been left to the wife there wer$
many promising speculations she would
have entered into. She was allowed to
boss things around the farm, but when
it came to outside matters the hus-
band would take no risks. When his
death finally took place, people looked
to see Aunt Betty, as she was called,
though only forty years old, carry out
some of her ideas and make things
hum. They were not disappointed.
She went Into strawberries and mado
money; she went into the dairy busi-
ness and made money; she went into
poultry and made money. It was sajd
that there were not half a dozen men
/v, in the county who had her business
sense.
Aunt Betty had a daughter nineteen
years old, by* name Prue. True did not
run to business. She was simply a
• sweet tempered and lovable girl, who
attended school In town In the winter
and helped about the housework In
summer. Up to the time of the fa-
ther’s death the mother had not “suf-
fered aspirations" regarding Prue’s fu-
ture. It was tacitly understood that
she would marry some young farmer
and settle down to the humdrum life.
But after the mother had become a
business woman there were other plans
for the girl. She was to be educated
in music and other arts and made a
lady of.
Just how Prue Johnson and Darius
Livingstone first met is of no great
consequence. He was twenty-two and
had graduated as a lawyer and settled
In the town. He was a slab sided
young man, tall and angular and un-
gainly. There were a few people who
ild that he might know more than he
lowed, but the majority were of the
ipinlon that he didn’t know whether
potatoes grew in the ground or on
trees. If Prue held with the majority.
It was rather singular that the young
lawyer should have come driving out
to the farm one June day to inquire
for her. She was upstairs at the
time, and It was her mother who re
celved him. At the first glance she
thought him the homeliest young man
she had ever seen. After the second
She took him for some peddler of mu-
sic and went upstairs and said to
■Vm:
JWC “There’s a bean pole down stairs ask
Mag for you. I never saw such a gawk.
He says his name Is Livingstone. He’s
enough to scare a setting hen off the
nest. Did you ever hear of any such
feller?"
“Why, ma, he’s a lawyer in town,
and we have met three or four times.”
replied Prue ns her face flushed scar-
let.
“A lawyer—humph! If you was to
put a club in his hand be wouldn’t
know enough to pou,.d sand. What s
he here for?”
“Why—why, he said he might call
some day. 1 don’t see why you call
Mm homely. I’ve heard lots cf Mlks
say that he reminded them of Abraham
Lincoln.”
The mother sniffed her contempt and
turned away. Prue went down and re-
ceived her caller, and, though Mrs.
Johnson was rather busy around the
house and yard, she saw and heard
enough to Batlsfy her that the young
man was “Interested.” He remained
for an hour or so and then left, and
while his back was yet in sight Prue
was properly warned.
“I shall have to have a son-in-law
some day,” added the mother, “but I
want one whose looks won’t sour all
the milk and who knows a cabbage
head from an old gander. Lawyer!
Lawyer! Why, the poorest lawyer
we’ve got In town would make your
young man look like a bobtalled wood-
chuck If they had a case In court.”
Prue ran away without talking back,
and things quieted down for a week.
Then the mother came home from
town one afternoon to blurt out:
“Do you know what I heard this aft-
ernoon? At l$ast half a dozen people
told me that you and that scarecrow
hand. It aeams that those three cows
I bought ever In Deieraa last week
had a chattel mortgage on them. The
holder of it wants $90 from me. I
must either pay or be aned. I told
him to sue as soon as he pleased, and
he’ll probably summon me tomorrow.”
‘And you’ll have to have a lawyer?"
aaked Prue.
“Of course. Tm going to drive into
town to aee Lawyer Parsons."
"But why not give Mr. Livingstone
the case?” 1
•True Johnson, do you take me for
an Idiot!” exclaimed the mother lu
astonishment “Do you think I want
to lose 100 and costa, besides flO more
for a lawyer? Folks around here think
Pm a pretty smart woman, and I don’t
want to be made a laughingstock of
That bean pole of a young man would
not know enough to cross examine an
old cow.”
Lawyer Parsons, who was the lead-
ing member of the bar in the town,
was retained, and the expected sum
mons was served next day. A week
later the suit came on. During the In-
terval young Livingstone drove out n>
the Johnson farm. Miss Prue had
gone to town to do some shopping, and
the mother was blunt and brusque
The budding attorney almost offered
his services In the coming suit, and the
look he received In reply lingered with
him for many hours. When Prue got
home she was told that there had got
to be a stop to this sort of thing, but
when she bnrst into tears and saUl
she could not help it her mother wy
reasonable enough to reply that maybe
she could not
The girl went to town with the moth
er on the day of the suit. In the court-
room a shock of surprise awaited her.
Darius Livingstone appeared as counsel
for the complainant. Yes, he was there
in all his dignity, and he didn’t seem
a bit frightened that It was his first
case and that he was matched against
oue of the oldest and smartest lawyers
In the county. He nodded to Prue and
would have done the same to her moth-
er had she not just then been engaged
lu whispering to her daughter:
“Prue Johnson, look over there! As
true as you live your bean pole of o
young man Is going to take the case
against me! That’s another specimen
of bis cheek. Y’ou wait, however.
When Parsons gets through with him
there’ll be only a grease spot left.”
Surprise after surprise was the order
of the day. The plaintiff really had a
chattel mortgage on the cows. They
had been driven away and sold. In
buying them Mrs. Johnson had taken
the seller’s work. Her lawyer argued
that this was customary, but “bean
pole" brought in six witnesses to prove
to the eontrttry. Mrs. Johnson was
made to admit that she was a business
woman and that she had never bought
even a'vhlcken without being guaran-
teed. A dozen errors were made In
her case, and before It was excluded
>Ir. Parsons was made to look extreme-
ly foolish. The Jury gave a verdict for
the plaintiff, and Prue shed tears be-
neath her veil aud realized that she
would see no more of Lincoln No. 2.
She was In despair when her mother
walked up to the young attorney and
held out her hand, saying:
"Sir, I am a blunt and plain spoken
woman. You are lop shouldered and
slab sided. You are as bomely ns a
hedgehog In March, but you are a talk-
er and are certain to make a good law-
yer. If I ever have a son-in-law I hope
he’ll be one of the profession. No,
don’t make any excuses. You had a
right to take the other side, and I hold
no grudge against you. If you want
to kuow how good cheese Is made come
out to the farm.”
Mr. Livingstone did want to know
He had always been curious about It.
He took early advantage of her offer,
and at last reports he and Miss Prue
had decided to go south on their wed-
ding tour.
The Wily Arab mf Tripoli.
Down the street the faint Intermit
tent tinkling of a bell was heard.
“Burr-ror* (“Get out!**) to warning
rasped the high pitched voice ot it
camel driver. I dodged quickly into
the shop of a silversmith and watched
four lumbering camels sqodge softly
by. To prevent those behind the driv-
er from being stolen the baiter rope
of each to tied to the tall of the one
ahead, and on the tail of the last camel
as be flips and flaps It from side to side
tinkle* a bell. A wily one of the
faithful, not being rich In this world’*
goods, turned covetous eyes on a
nomadic brother who passed through
the town leading a string of six cam
els. “Allah! Allah urael el Allah!
Could not the brother spare one of hi*
jlmair (camels). So, dusting the files
from his eyes and hooding himself
with hfs barracan, he stealthily follow
ed. He was aware thatnearthe New
gate the street harrowed and made a
double turn. No eooner had the driver
and head camel rounded the first cor-
ner than the wily one wised the bell
attached to the hindmost camel. With
a stroke of his knife be severed it from
the tall of the animal, and, keeping It
tinkling, he quickly fastened it to the
tall of the next, cut loose the last
beast and—“Allah wllls”-made off
with his loot-C. W. Furlong to Har
per’s.
A Mysterious Booming.
A strange phenomenon Is that of the
so called "guns of Burrisaul," to In-
dia. Burrlsaul Is n station In the 8un-
derbunds. the marshy delta of tbe
Ganges, a region covered with a vast
and luxuriant Jungle of tropic vegeta
tion. Here In the rainy season there
is occasionally heard a loud. iKwmlng
noise like the discharge of distant ar
tillery. It seems to come from the
south, but If one follows the sound to
that direction Its apparent distance
does not diminish. Travelers have
suggested that It may be produced by
the KWivy surf of the monsoon season
thundering on the shores of the bay of
Bengal or on an Island, but the place
of Its origin has never been Identified
nor has It been explained why tbe
roar of the waves should be heard an
much farther Inland here than on
other coasts.
Tbs ****** Waa Rial*.
‘There wm* a woman.” said ft l»w-
yer. “wboss husband was kltM la ft
railroad accident Tb# railroad, to
•void suit, gave her *8,000 damages.
Tb* sum satisfied tbe wftttftft, bat «
month or two afterward, taking op ft
newspaper, she read about a mai wbo
bad lost hi* leg to tb* earn# accident
and. behold, this man waa given by
tbe company damages to tb# amount of
*7,800. It made tbe woman mad. Bbe
hastened at once to tb* office of tb*
railway’* claim adjustor. She said
bitterly:
"•How Is this? Here you give a
man *7.800 for the tore of his leg.
while you only gave me *8.000 for tb#
lore of my husband.’
“The claim adjuster smiled amiably
and aald to a soothing voice:
"‘Madam, the reason is quite plain.
The $7,300 /won’t provide the poor
man with a new teg. whereas with
your *8.000 you can eaally git a new
husband and perhape a bettor one.’ **—
Kansas City Star.
tendon Theaters Charm.
One of the dellcloue treat* I»ndon
offers Americana ie the acting and ac-
cessories of her theaters. The or-
chestra stalls or balcony stalla.are very
•umptuoue and very roomy and are
evidently created on purpose to ap
peal to hearty dlnere. The tuber is a
very tidy youftg woman in black dreea
and coquettish cap and apron, pos-
•essed of a sweet face and a still sweet-
er voice. You pay her a sixpence for
each programme. The stage settings
•re perfect In detail. Beet of all Is the
elocution of the player*. From the
rising of tbe curtain even unto the go-
ing down of the same, each and every
word uttered 1* as clear and tuneful as
the tinkle of a silver bell. You don’t
have to wait till the middle of the first
act before you can even guess what
the plot 1* about. Under theee unusual
circumstance* the Interest one take* In
a play Is greatly enhanced, and he
wonders why an American company le
not as well drilled Travel Magazine.
4-m As - * " - •
Ghe JEST
RECOILED.
By LOUISE J. STRONG.
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Copyright, \m. hr P C- Eaetmeat.
Ellison had sometime* Imagined what
“might have been” had Mlllleent War-
ing been other than tbe only child of a
multimillionaire. What would have
been, rather, for he would have en-
compassed heaven and earth to accom-
plish it, and In hie Inmost heart be had
felt that the accomplishing would not
have been difficult
At time* wild picture# bad presented
themselves of tbs possibility of tbe
beastly money taking the proverbial
wings, opening for him the gates to
paradise, but In hi* saner momenta be
derided such fancies, for with Mr. War-
ing to the fore there waa not t bo slight-
est probability of such an occurrence.
Instead, be bad arrived at a condition
where tbe wings were a necessity to
himself If be would retain a rag of
n*I*cV TW* cbori#lte4.afU rf-
spect waa suffering considerably now
In the yielding that bad brought him
back, and be had sternly limited hlm-j
•elf to a weak, even while calculating
how often be might contrive to aw her
In the time without too greatly traaa-
grossing convention.
He was hurrying to his hotel to make
When “Girl" we* “Gall.”
Concerning the pronunciation of
“girl,” It 1h to l>e feared that only very
careful English i>eople fall to rhyme It
with "pearl” nowadays. The song of
some years baek-”My dear little girlie
girlie, with hair so nice and curly, and
every morning early”—shows the cus-
tom of the great public In our time,
though to the "Vtllklns and his Dinah’
period “girl” was rhymed with “dwell.”
"Gell” was no doubt the nearest tbe
average man could get to tbe sound
Imperfectly represented by “galrl” and
at any rate was better than the vulgar
“gal.” But to these days few authors
would go to the trouble of writing
“gurl” to show that a character was
peculiar In thus pronouncing the word
as Thackeray did In the ense of Mrs.
Bungay. So says a Ixmdon correspond-
ent.
A Curious Widow’s Cep.
A very curious cap forms the "wid-
ow’s weeds" of the Australia aborigine
In one part of the great Island conti-
nent. Near the northeast bend of the
Murray river It Is the custom for wid-
ows to attend upon the tombe of their
departed lords. Then, after shaving
their heads, they cover them with pipe
day. kneaded Into a paste. The hear!
Is first covered with a net to prevent
tho clay from sticking too tightly to
the skln-a misfortune which U pnrtly
averted by the amount of gtmM tvtth
which every Australian native 1# anoint-
ed. A layer of this clay several Inches
In thickness is plastered over tbe head
and when dry forms a sort of skull-
cap exactly fitting the bead on which
It was molded. As It weighs several
pounds, the widow’s cap cannot be
comfortable.
h
somewhat to
felt that be
her. They shook I
was little
words, bat there wa
tender glint ia her
stonaRg glanced at bit
cupted face white abe a
of acbool children.
The foot conspirator* let
tbe secret and departed t<
broadcast the Jest the prank
Iteon. whore sentiment tor
Waring waa an open secret
eotly, by two# and three#
•quads, her old friend* and
sorlatos began to renntre by.
purchased of her with atam>crt
ronage, some with a cold nod of
ognltlon. white others passed
haughty, eneering oblivion of
Home of tbe smart youth*
a familiarity that almoat ai
rudeness.
Ellison noted It all. bla heart
tag hotter until it buret alt reetri
waring - MUIleentr
breathed with tow intensity ft*
were atone f^a mopwot "I
brer tfcto! iT ffif preeum.
Improper even, for me to apeak
I cannot help II! I ftp sore you
long known of my tove for
though you cannot realist bow It!
himself prerentstoe for « Immediate j I* toltTroi 1?“**-“
cal! when, as be whipped into tb# »„ no f<
broad, main *T#nue, a eight presented
which he reeled as from a
His Future Assured.
The telephone rang in a certain
broker’s office one morning this week,
and the broker himself answered.
“Yes.” said he, “this is It I’m Mr.
B. What can I do for you? Whom
do you want then? Oh, all right; hold
the wire. Here. Jimmy, some one to
talk to you."
Jimmy, a diminutive, towheaded of-
fice boy, approached and seized the re-
ceiver.
"Yep. dls is Jim. Oh, yep; hullo yer-
self. Sure, dat was him talkin’. Wot?
Hully gee! Dat so? A’right—yep-
good by yerself.
“Hay. Mr. B-,” the diminutive one
remarked to the broker, “dat was
Eddy, de bead office boy, an’ he says
ter me ter tell yer be resigns his Job
right now by de phone ’cause he don’t
like de way yer talked t* him yester-
day. He says he kin live anyhow,
an’
"All right" the broker Interrupted.
’The mistake he made was In not de-
manding my resignation. However.
Pretty Bashful.
At a village church a wedding wbs
fixed for a certain date. The happy
morn arrived, and in due course a
youthful swain nud falre lailye pre-
sented themselves at the chancel steps.
The service proceeded smoothly as far
as the question, “Wilt thou have this
woman to be thy wedded w lfe?
Whereupon the supposed bridegroom
shimmered blushlngly:
“Flease, sir, I’m not the right man.”
"Not the right man.” exclaimed tho
clergyman, aghast. "Then where is the
right man?”
“He’s down at the bottom of the
church, sir. He’s asheeamed to come
up.’’—Church Family Newspaper.
Why Age Improve* Win**.
"Why do wines Improve with age?”
“Because they marry,” answered tbe
expert.
“Marry 7”
“Yes. That Is the term used to tbe
trude. ‘This sherry.’ we say, ’has mar
ried well’ or that hock has married
nastily.’ We mean by a wine’s mar-
riage that Its different components-
the alcohol, the sugar, the carbonic add
and so on—have blended together
smoothly. In a new wine this blend
Ing. this marriage, haa not yet taken
place, and hence the harshness of new
wines. Old wlnee are valued because
the alcohol and sugar and aclda and
others have all married together >«to
one fragrant compound.”-Excbange.
A Russian Pastime.
If the human Jaws need some occu-
pation to the Intervals of meals and
gossip, says Health Culture, mnstlcc-
tor* could lenrn a lesson from the
peasants of southern Russia, who ex-
ercise their teeth on the hard seed* of
the Caspian sunflower. There Is not a
suspicion of a stimulant about It. no
chewing gum dyspepsia or navy plug
nuisance. It to a pastime and Inci-
dentally an excellent dentifrice. In
Astrakhan a pint of tbe requisite seeds
can be bought for a quarter of a penny.
A Plausible Inference.
“Miriam,” said her mother, "have
you ever given young Mr. Htapleford
any reaaon to believe you caredHj
him enough to marry him?”
“He seems to think so,” answered
the daughter, “because 1 told him the
other evening that he was sending roe
too many costly flower* and ought to
begin to aav*. bis money.”—Cblcag.
Tribune.
■
Merely • Suggestion.
Wright—I’ve tried everything, and
.vela don’t seem to eeil. renuian
roe, but you have not tried
You know, it 1* said
sell four
Weather Vanes.
The best weather vane# are made
with the greatest nicety and precision,
so that they balance perfectly and
turn with the least possible wear. Tbe
vane Is, of cour*#. longer on one side
of the socket than on the other, or it
would not turn with the wind, but ita
weight to the aame on both aides. If
It Is a narrow vane, for instance, the
weight of the solid head Is easily made
equal to that of tbe longer, projecting,
but thinner feather end, and all vanes,
whatever they may be. are balanced
as tb weight and so adjusted that they
turn easily and with tbe least possible
friction.
Craay Feepte.
“Crazy people never act together,"
declares the superintendent of a large
asylum for the Insane. "If one Inmate
attacks an attendant, as sometime*
happens, tbe others would look upon
as no affair of theirs and almply
watch it The moment we discover
two or more Inmates working together
we would know they were on the road
to recovery."
Hew He Caught There.
Archbishop Wbately had a trus
“““wL^rememtere wS! ‘
Itoeif at which he reeled as
blow In the face. Leaning limply
against a doorway be stared, mutter-
ing. "Impossible, Impossible!"
Ilia wildest Imaginings had material-
toed before hie eyes, but he scornfully
rejected the suggested explanations of
his reason, repeating again and again,
Tmpoasibte!”
He was unconscious of the passing
throng and too deeply shocked and ab-
sorbed to feel surprise when a hand
clapped him upon the shoulder and a.
hearty voice cried: “Hello, old man!
When did you blow In?”
Ellison seised the speaker and drew
him around the corner.
"Fred." he demanded, “Is that Mias
Mlllleent Waring? My eye* tell me
so, btrt' l cannot believe them.”
"Sure, that’a Miss Waring.”
“But— but—good heavens! What's
she doing !n the confectlouery "hop?” ^
"Selling, same as other shopkeepers."
"But why? Of course l aee she la
selling, but why?" He shook the other
vehemently.
"Neceeslty, I suppose, same as the
other shopkeepers again,” he grinned,
winklug at a newcomer over Ellison’s
shoulder.
"Necessity!” yelled Ellison. "You
don’t mean—you can’t mean"— •
Better moderate your emotion. Elli-
son," the newcomer advised, Indicating
a bluecoat who was regarding them
suspiciously.
"Of course, boye” - Ellison’s voice
waa a rounnur—"of course I know you
cau’t mean that she le obliged to do It."
•Why not? Couldn’t old man War-
ing come a financial cropper, same as
thousands of other* Jost a# astute as
her’
’The world could come to an end,"
Ellison jeered, but his heart had eet
up a sudden pounding that dtozled
him.
“Comes to an end every day, dear
boy, for those money kings wbeu their
little card bouse* tumble. Il’a a new
world for them and their fatuities, too,
after that."
“You bet!” eaclaltnod oue of another
couple of youths wbo bad added them
■elves to tbe group. “Ml** Waring to
finding It a new world, all right.”
Sundry aly winks and nods were ex-
changed by tbe four young fellows, ac-
quaintances to whom Ellison had for-
gotten to give a greeting.
“Where’s Sir. Waring?” be aakad.
“Ob. he’s around. He'a plucky. He’ll
pull it off again some time. I reckon.”
on* said, with a laugh.
•That’s so." affirmed another. "But
to the meantime there must to* bread
and butter."
•But wasn’t there »omel*ody - or
something etoo for Mine Mllllcent”-
Frcd Wilson Interrupted Ellleon'a In-
dignant outburst;
“Nothing by whtcb she could so
qtik-kly and easily rake In the shek-
els.”
•Hite’s pulling them In by tbe hand-
ful, too," said Hug bee. “Mie seetna a
natural saleslady - baa the gift for
trade." , f,
Ellison flushed resentfully. "But It
cannot be plaasant”-
"Oh, her position ha* ita
“Wlut Is the vocative of cat?”
“• — •—
“"Cbhtoho" would smite then
;puse
and
ed lightly. ”1
•nab her, and
.f the
hi Mi**1'
U UM
ask you to give up for me your
urioos position, to- but I can pro
yon with a comfortable home, and
whole life shall be devoted to"*
Hte stammering speech waa
raptod by the laughing, bo
crowd of conspire tore, eager to
hla rltecorafltyre
•*na, ha! Look at him!" "Oh.
easy mark!” "n*a ha offered you
puree, MUIleentr "Ha, ha! Tbe
of Mr. Waring"- “Failed!" **A«
"Ha. Har
Unheeding tbe swirl, Mis# Wl
calmly began counting money
the drawers and piling It in
upon the counter. "There," ahe
last. “*427.10. That means
for the hospital from you
tow*. You folks who dared ine to
this promised to double tbe a mount
took In. yoo know.” She beat
them sweetly.
“My hat! I never dreamed ,
pull In so much!” gasped Stream,
sure up to ua, boys! But, oh, Ell
sonny! Ellison-you—you—r He —
bled with Joy. “Your face pay* for 1
■It! See It now, don’t yoo? Catch «
to It? It was such a chance aa
once In a lifetime! Oh, my! Oh.
Klltaon perceived, and
blank, mortified face to apologia*
Mias Waring, but ah# told a
real raining band upon bla arm
again addressed the gurgling,
crowd very sweetly, but distinctly,
claim your congratulations upon
success as a saleslady, and”
blushed adorably)—“and stoo upon
engagement to MrJCIllaou^.
Bebjeetive Cigar*.
When a man smokes a cheap
Instead of an expensive or tnoder
priced one It to not alwaya liecanw
may have bla pockethook to com “
said n New York physician aa
cited tbe following Instance ill
“An old friend of mine, a form.,
lege professor, wbo resides In the
smokes tbe vlleat clgare made. I
the boat tempered old fellow you
aaw. and splendid company-If
weren't for hla cigars He swear*
brand be smokes are a# good a*
vanaa. Once be aald to me. My I
believe roe. the cigar to what
subjective, and nof objective,
to way. It to what we think It to,
not w bat It seems to other
lie. Ho. you see, my cigars,
me only *1 a hundred, are ft* _
you would call tin* beat and pay i
*20 a hundred for.’
"It to a great advantage, no
to a roan wbeu he look# on all
like a philosopher. I told my
friend that his clgare might
Jccttve, for all I knew, but tt_
were fearful, and I should like I
would smoke a cigar that
objective. But tie only «n™
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Ford, Arthur L. The Orange Daily Tribune (Orange, Tex.), Vol. 7, No. 169, Ed. 1 Thursday, August 22, 1907, newspaper, August 22, 1907; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth656836/m1/3/?rotate=270: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Lamar State College – Orange.