Decatur Democrat, Volume 42, Number 2, Decatur, Adams County, 24 March 1898 — Page 6

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C(EUR D’ALENE. BY GARY HALLOCK FOOTE. [Copyright, :Sg4, by Mary Hallock Foote.] [TO be continued.] “What shall you say if anybody asks you questions?” Faith inquired. “Is it necessary to say anything?” ‘I have to say things; the moment the door opens I have to be ready with my lie." “We had better say the same thing, hadn’t we?” Darciesuggested. “What do you generally call it when he is—a—” “What?” “You have some name for it, haven’t you? Headache, indigestion, cramps?” “Oh, mercy!” the girl implored. “Say again what you said at the cabin. I thought it perfectly imbecile at the time, but I suppose it will do as well as anything.”

“He’d been pounding down the mountain on a—” “Not on ‘a brute of a horse!’ Everybody knows what Colonel is.” “Got himself wet to the skin,” Partie recited. “Ate a monstrous supper too soon after —” “He ate no supper at all! Don’t say things you needn’t say, just for the pleasure of inventing.” “Leave out the supper, then. But the supper’s the best reason of all.” “And this you call a little thing!” cried Faith, tragically. “Did I say little? I meant it was a common thing.” “Well, men surely are not proud! This, then, is the common weakness!” “Almost any weakness is common with our half of humanity,” Darcie allowed; "but God knows, a man may be easy on a fault that's not his own!” “The young men have no faults, I suppose,” Faith exclaimed, bitterly. “Charity and forgiveness are for the poor, slipshod fathers, too old to be cured of their weakness!” It was her “wound’s imperious anguish” that spoke in this unnatural tone. Darcie answered humbly, constrained by the pricking of his conscience, and not unwilling, perhaps, to draw her attention upon himself: “I know one young man who is in need of forgiveness—of yours, if you could spare him a little of it. I wish to confess, before I leave you, to a fault in my position toward yourself—a most damaging, fatal inconsistency." “A fault —toward me? You must be dreaming! When have you ever seen me before to-night?” “Never; and yet I did you an unconscious injury before I knew of your existence. X am in a cruelly equivocal position.” “I am not in a very nice position myself,” Faith grieved. “But it is not your own doing. lam speaking of acts —my own, on my own responsibility.” “Cannot you get out of this position?” “I shall be out of it by to-morrow’s eastern mail. But I want your forgiveness to-night. The thing sticks in my record; I don’t know what moment it might turn up and injure me with you.” “I don’t think it can be very serious,” said Faith, “if you can get out of it so easily. I wish I could send all my worries away by to-morrow’s eastern mail, if I were sure they would not travel to anybody I care for” — “But my forgiveness?” the penitent persisted, in love with confessing to such a confessor. “Why, 1 forgive you anything, everything. What is there lam not bound to forgive, after to-night!” “But I do not want it that way. You shell not be bound. Let us be more explicit; suppose I should tell you M plainly that I am not what you think I f am?” “I think you are a gentleman and a true friend. Are you not that?” asked Faith. “I hope so, and much more'—as much more than your friend, as you will allow.”

"That is enough,” said Faith, horridly. “Yes; enough to thank Heaven fcr, after such a night as this! Think of the place where I might have been left! Now, good night, and more thanks than I can say!” But Darcie would not take his dismissal. “Must I go?” he frankly despaired. “And I have not the dimmest idea how I shall ever see you again.” “But I am always here, if you really wish to see me.” Faith smiled sedately in the darkness. “It would be strange if we forgot all about you, after what you have done for us.”

“That is the last thing I should wish | you to remember me for!” Darcie I spurned her gratitude. “Well, I can’t help but thank you, whether you like it or not. If my father should ask you to dinner, would you despise that sort of remembrance, too?” There was an unexpected silence. Then Darcie said: “It is not likely I shall be asked to dine at the Big Horn. The Black Dwarf is a small affair, and I am—a miner—partner of Mike McGowan.” “A miner may' be anybody,” said Faith. She spoke coldly, and Darcie, though he could not see her face, knew she was hurt. He was furious with his absurd entanglements, from which he longed to tear himself free, all at once, before it should be too late; he could ; not even tell her what they were. “You think I am mysterious?” “I have no reason to think so; no I my stery is needed to account for your not caring to dine with my father — | after to-night.” “Heaven and earth!” groaned Darcie. i “I told you it would stick. Yet you , would understand it, if I could only tell , you.” “I will understand,” said Faith, quick- ' ly, “without understanding. Good | night!” He kept hold of her hand while she : hurriedly warned him: “I heard them go to the other door, but they are coming here now. Good night—you must go!” “Please —one moment!” he entreated. “There was something I wanted to say to you —just for the last word, to remember. Do you know a flower they call the mountain lily? You never could forget it if you saw it. I never knew before to-night why it was here —the exquisite thing —a perfect wonder! But every coming has its heralds; there are foretokens of joy as well as sorrow. I found you when I found the mountain lily. Oh, do you understand me—my joy—my sorrow? Which is it going to be? No; I don’t ask you! Don’t tell me! ” “You are crazy!” gasped Faith. “I know it. But at least there’s excuse for it. I have found you, my mountain lily!” He dropped his face an instanton her hand. Then he rushed for his horse and rode away. “Where are.you.going?” Faith called after him, for he had taken, or rather F I -Ju lt "Good night—you must go!” Colonel had taken, the lower road, to the stable. Faith’s horse, tied to the hitching post, whinnied after his comrade. Darcie did not hear the girl’s call, but he had discovered his mistake, and was making it unpleasant For Colonel. 'fthere was a scuffling of hoofs in the road, a grunt from the horse as he was forced around in the way he did not want to go, and back they came, and charged up the trail into the deep timber. Faith had laughed weakly until she cried. She was shocked at herself for laughing; but that was not why she cried. “0, father, father!” she whispered, tragically. But that was not why she cried. There was a stir underneath the ■ dark porch, after the girl had gone slow- I ly, giddily, up the stairs, and the house ioor had shut. “That horse was Colonel. Where’s the old man, then?”-a voice inquired. “I guess they’ve put him in his little bed somewhere between here and Canon Creek; at the Black Dwarf, | likely,” another voice rejoined. “At the Black Dwarf, you bet. That was McGowan’s pardner, the Englishman,” said a heavy, suppressed voice, I in a tone of authority. “Lads, did ye hear him chewin’ the ■ scenery, givin’ himself away like a play actor? ‘l’m not what ye think I im,’ says he. ‘l'm in a cruel equizzical position.’ You’re solid there, me chap- I pie—equizzical you’ll find it. There's tomin’ a snowslide in these mountains, and some that’s on top now will be lyin' underneath, and they won’t be lookin’ tor their hat!” There were dissenting voices to this implied train of reasoning. “What's he got to do with snowslides?” asked one. “You can’t make evidence out of such rot as he was talkin’.” said another —“a young fellah turnin’ his chin loose about his mash!” “Evidence, is it? Here’s me evidence if ye want it,” said the first voice. “He calls himself Jack Darcie; it may be his name, or it may be only wan av them. He chins wid us an’ listens to our talk, but he’s too fancy for a miner. Malony’s widdy does his washin’, and he chucks her a dollar as aisy as two

bits. He's a bird, he’s a swell, and makes out he's a workin’man like the rest av us. His han’kychers is marked wid a monnygram, and there's more j letters in it than J. D. He writes big, | thick letters, and posts them himself; he walks to Wallace to post ’em wid his own hand. He’s workin’ some game on the quiet. He's a spy, I bet yez; he’s one of Pinkerton’s men; he's a bloody monop'list sneakin’ in the scabs on us; else he’s a repourter doin’ us up with lies in the papers. Whatever he's here for, he’ll have to quit it. We’ll give him the word to pack his blankets.” “I bet you’ve got the wrong pig by the ear,” said one of the conservatives. “Dan, ye’d better not be toyin’ wid hem. There’s no knowin’ which end he’d go off.” said another. “He won’t take no invite off'n you, Dan.” "He will take it, then.” said the voice addressed as Dan. “He’ll take it polite, at a day’s outsthandin’ notice, or he’ll take it as he’ll get it, at the end av a gun.” 111. THE UNION FROM A NONUNION POINT OF VIEW. "Not the least among the hardships or the peaceable, frugal and laborious poor It is to endure the tyranny of mobs, who with lawless force dictate to them, under j penalty of peril to life and limb, where, ; when and upon what terms they may earn a livelihood for themselves and their families. Any government that Is worthy of the name will strenuously endeavor to . secure to all within its jurisdiction free- ; dom to follow their lawful vocations in i safety for their property and their per- [ sons while obeying the law. And the law is common sense.” “Mike,” said Darcie, looking up from the table, where he had cleared a space for his writing materials, “I am telling my people at home something about | the labor troubles here, but upon my | lift' I don’t know how to put the thing fairly. I can’t see the need of union intervention in the Coeur d’Alene. Do you know what the miners’ grievances , are?” “I’ll be damned if I do,” Mike re- I plied, without hesitation. “We was doin’ well. Every man was gettin’ his three dollars, or his three and a half, or his four dollars a day, accordin’to what he could ’urn, and we knew nobetther than be fri’n’s with the men that ped us our wages. That’s how it was whin first I come. ’Twas the age av innocence with us; the lion an’ the lamb was lyin’ down together, and there wasn’t a man av us suspieioned what a set of robbers and iron-heeled oppressors thim mine-owners was till the brotherhood in Butte cast their eye on us in the par’lous shtate we was in. ’* ‘Luk at thim sons avtoiloverthere,' says they, ‘in darkest Idyho, sellin’ thimselves for what wages the monop'lists chooses to fling them, and not a dollar cornin’ into the union! We’ll attind to that,’ they says. And they put up a convarsion fund for to carry the goshpel into Idyho; yes, and a good thing they med av it, too. They set up the union in our midst, and they med thimselves the priests, and gev out the law, and gethered the off’rin’s. They cursed us this wan, and they cursed us that wan, and most partic’ler they cursed him that wouldn't put up his money and come into the tint av meetin’.”

Darcie began to laugh. “It’s the trut’ I’m tellin’ ye," Mike insisted hotly, “though ye’ll get a different tale off o' them. But ye’re askin' me, and I'm givin’ it straight, the way I hare it. ’Tis the game they’ve worked in every new camp betuxt the Black Hills an' the coast. “There wasn’t a miner come into the Cor de 'Lane but they nebbed him for a convart; and if he belonged to no union, an’ wouldn’t be pershuaded, they put their shpite on him, and med his bread bitter to him by ivery mane parsecution they could lay their hand to. There was moighty few stud out against them. I dunno fwhere I’d be now an I hadn’t been me own mine-owner, workin’ a contrac’ w’id meself. But they ped me more than wan visit, an' they toiled and shweated wid me for to jine them. “‘Fwhat do I want wid a union?’ I says. ‘l’m me own union, heads and hands as God made me. And I niver yet seen the time whin me head couldn’t set me hands to work, and me hands couldn’t keep me head whilst I was doin’ it. And if I can’t find work in the Cor de ’Lane,’ says I, ‘l’ll lay me two feet to the road till I’ll come where it is.’ “And they tould me I was bought by the labor-devourers, and they had their eye on me for wan that was sowin’ treason and settin’ a bad example. “‘Kape your eye on me all ye want,’ I says, ‘ye'll find me neither makin’ nor meddlin’. And any man that follies mv example, he’ll be doin’ his work and mindin’ his business, and kapin’ his earcass out av Peg-leg's saloon.’ “Begor! I’ve seen fellys, that five dollars w’u’d buy all they was worth in the world, walk into Teg-leg’s wid a month’s wages in their clothes, and put down a twinty-dollar piece, and call for ‘dhrinks for the crowd, and domn the change!’ Av the unions could put some sinse into them, and tache them they can’t ate their cake and have it too, or thramp it into the mire, and thin bawl for the next man’s that's saved his, why, they'd be doin’ some good.” Darcie pushed back his papers and took up his cigar, swinging about in his chair that he might follow Mike’s movements, as the latter talked, and cut “whangs” out of an old boot-leg with that multifarious tool, his pocketknife. It was the evening of the day Wiethe visit of the manager and his daughter to the Black Dwarf. Darcie had been noticeably idle in the tunnel all day, and, to Mike's thinking, more than usually silent; and as soon as the table was cleared after supper in the cabin, he began walking and pondering, and finally seated himself with his writing-case before him, as if to free bis mind on paper. “But what was the final hitch?

When did the worm conclude to turn? ’ he inquired. ‘‘Manin’ by the worrum —” “The mine-owners, I should say.’ “Well, ye’re right. The worrum was makin’ money along first, ye 11 understand; and a man will suffer a dale in his proide on’ his principles so long as his pocket's doin’ well. But there come a change in that afther awhile. The smelters began to squeeze them; an’ betime the returns an’ the union's interfarence't was a rocky road for the mine-owners. “The ould scale av wages, as I was tollin’ ye. was three for shovelers an trammers, three an’ a half for skilled men underground, and timber-men and shaft-men was gettin’ four. But whin the union begun to lay the law on us, it was three an’ a half, they said, every man underground was to get, no matter what he c’u’d ’arn. “The managers gev in at the first, though not widout a big kick, on account av the injustice to their best men. They said there’d be throuble, an’ there was. Whin the timber-men found themselves redjuced to the same as shovelers, they wint out, and the managers called the union bosses to luk at what they done.

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A Minister’s Tria is. This narrative from a minister is of greatest value to those whose nerves are unstrung, health shattered or otherwise ailing. It is particularly appropriate in this age of active, nervous, endless labor.

sge are living too fast. “ Fast as lightning,” expresses it, for we talk by e.ectricity, cook by electricity, travel by electricity and so on. Its a hurry, hurry, hurry from the cradle to the grave. , . . We crowd too much; crowd our work, crowd our eating, crowd our pleasure, crowd our sleeping. A “ breaking down of the nervous system” is the way of expressing the result. It means a depleting of the nerves induced by prolonged strain; overtaxing ot the nervous system) a product ot overhurry and bustle. ... It affects all people in all walks of Me. It baffles physicians of all schools. No one knows the horrors of such a condition better than Rev. J. N. McCready, of Elkton, Mich. For years he labored faithfully and well. He was progressive and aggressive; a leader among men, a deep thinker and a hard worker. In his zeal, he overworked; overtaxed his mental and physical strength. The outlook was dark, with health shattered and recovery apparently hopeless. Many means for a cure were tried, without receiving benefit. Finally he took Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People and was restored to health. He says: ... .. , “In April, 1896, the physicians said 1 must stop preaching or die. “ I had overtaxed myself and was suffering from a complete breaking down of my nervous system and a persistent stomach trouble.

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"Several physicians treated me, but no permanent benefit was derived. no ' “ Four times I was stricken with nervous prostration ; twice with gastritis. “These attacks would throw me into spasms. 44 1 could eat neither meat or vegetable “ If my bare feet touched the floor I wy immediately seized with cramps. “ I was used up; helpless, hopeless. "I commenced to take Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People. One box was consumed and I felt no better. This discouragsd me. “My wife urged me to try the pif], some more, feeling that my life depended upon the result. “ I continued to take them. "Since then, and it has been several months, I have entoyed life. " Have preached all summer and held revival meetings for fifteen weeks. “ I have had no muscular exercise fat years, but recently, have done considerate hard work in my garden, my muscles; standing this test remarkably well. " Every Sabbath I preach three times and now think I am good for another twenty years, if the Lord wills.”

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