Decatur Democrat, Volume 46, Number 9, Decatur, Adams County, 8 May 1902 — Page 9

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Mg*4r~ • • • • » ■ 8 <,g --- iTmiss MIFFETS :i ? AND TOMMY | By S. T. STERN <• I 2 i Copyright, l3ot. I'D the g S. S. JCcC7ur« Company !’• Miss Miffetts. the stenographer, had lost her breastpin. That was all. And yet there was us much ado In the office as though a panic were raging in the street outside. Tompkins, the book keeper, got down on his knees. Doddle by. the head clerk, absently searched every nook and cranny of his desk Miss Miffetts herself was in tears. It was a keepsake from mamma. It had three lovely rubies and a diamond—a real diamond. Oh, dear, she was sure -absolutely positive—that she had it on her dress when she came to the of flee that morning! Despite all efforts to recover it the pin remained in obsti nate obscurity. It was then they summoned Tommy, the new office boy. They did not even know his name Tompkins said “IHchard,” but Tommy did not stir. Let them come and get him. They were only clerks, after all Doddleby called “Jack." but Tommy persisted at the switchboard. Then Esterbrook, the margin clerk, spoke. Histone was not half as loud ns that of either of the others, yet Tommy came. Folks always seemed to come when Esterbrook spoke. "Wbateliewant?” asked Tommy. “Miss Miffetts has lost her pin. She had it this morning. It is not here now. Do you know anything about it?” “Sure.” answered Tommy, with astonishing celerity. “What!" gasped Doddleby. “You don’t mean to say”— “I do.” said Tommy. “I can see it from here. So can you if you use your eyes. It’s right there caught on her dress. Say, my name is Tommy. Don’t forgit It" At noon Miss Miffetts came to the iwitcbboard. “I thank you. Thomas,” said she sweetly. Tommy looked up. Betook her all in in a glance—the trim little figure clad in unrelieved black lave where a band of white set off her full throat the wavy black hair, the brown eyes that danced. It was all wer in a moment. The next day Tommy wore a new necktie and his Sunday shoes, and his hair was brushed to mirror flatness. Did Miss Miffetts note the change? That problem worried him so much that be forgot the telephone once or twice and earned a choice collection of rather forcible epithets. When he wasn’t pondering the problem of bls own appearance, be was Matching Miss Miffetts as she bent over her machine. Before night be hated Doddleby, who hod dared tc •peak to her with flippancy. Tompkins. to) - had incurred ills dislike for joking with ber. But Esterbrook he hated *orst of all; Esterbrook, with his broad shoulders and his well fitting clothes. She was too friendly with Esterbrook. When they left the office totsther. Tommy was half tempted tc follow. That fellow Esterbrook was hot to be trusted. As time went on Tommy's infatua bon for the pretty stenographer grew. To all outward appearance Miss Mif«ts tool, small notice of his existence, •onietlmes she said good morning, bright the world was! More often • * dlil not. The earth was a gloomy •Pot lifter al). After awhile he clierisliotber desperate ambitions. He hoptlat the building would burn down “ be could carry ber to the street in II arms. Then again he waited for ths^ 11 " to * UBU ' t Ler. Tommy could , b . n . pu " out a I’lstol and shoot him—t“, uul aim dead—r-i-g-h-t t-h-r-o-u-g-h . e , a ' r ‘L But. no; the building ren ed unconsumed, and Esterbrook nics e tO . I>e ol ' ler fbun polite and ‘' l - So Tommy sat at the telephone tchbonrd and hoped. er nlsllt ho came ‘nto the office aftwa ’ , otherß h,ld left it Miss Miffetts ten. i re ~ alone ’ Presently Miss MU’l»th Wl ,ler ,iat nnd coat - put out . ai ' rt lllto * ler P° cket und Pulled it l ’»‘Pty. Then she started In to cry. tnomas!” sobbed Miss Miffetts. yo n -, C . 8 ’ tulßs - Anything I can do for SottL^ 011 p, ‘ >aae - Thomas. I have forto tik .’ Uy *’ nnd 1 haven’t a cent fate?* 1110 llolue- Can you lend me my brought forth a dime and Then r ” to ,lcr - Slie turned to go. •bat’s ,° lni 1 ,l> ’ 'Tf you please, miss, boiu,..’ 1 ' ' llst «»n. We’ll have to go Him ma' ‘ ler ' UllBB - ls J’ oll don’t mind, •l<le >.i, ' ,lll ' ;i8e - miss, I take the west w their tllC stcuo L' ra l ) hcr. They pushMiutA.T ny up tllO crowded station 10 car - Then Tommy learned • •

that Miss Miffetts lived with two chums. Miss Miffetts learned that Tommy was afflicted with a brace of parents and four brothers and sisters. “How old do you think 1 am?” asked Miss Miffetts confidentially. “Nineteen." answered Tommy. “Correct. And you?” “Oh, I’m sixteen. But I’ll grow older some day,” he added sententiously. Tommy saw Miss Miffetts to her door and meandered homeward on clouds. That night tie astonished his father by Inquiring whether "a feller could marry a girl he was younger than.” On being informed that such an obstacle was no bar to matrimony, he swallowed hard and went to bed hap pyThe next day Miss Miffetts said, “Good morning. Thomas,” and returned his nickel, with thanks. Esterbrook thanked him, too, and said he was an “all right fellow.” What business was it of Esterbrook's? Tommy hated him worse, much worse, than ever before. After that Miss Miffetts spoke to him daily. They became very good friends In fact. Tommy was on the point of informing her half a dozen times that he had now saved $4.11 and would she please wait. But in the main he was miserable. As if to add to his unhappiness he was summoned to the manager's sanctum one day and was informed that if he did not exercise more care with his duties he might leave. The position meant nothing to him. He could secure another within the space of a day, but to be separated from Miss Miffetts. to leave her to the unprotected designs of Esterbrook: Decidedly he could not leave. The telephone service improved. Then came the eventful Sunday. Tommy never forgot that Sunday. Tin evening before Miss Miffetts came to his desk. "Won't you come over to see me tomorrow afternoon? Come promptly at 3, Tommy.” "Thank you, miss.” With a thrill lie recognized that this was the first time she bad called him Tommy. The following day he went. As he hung his cap in the hallway he noted a familiar coat that hung beside bis worn habiliments. Esterbrook’s! What was that fellow doing there anyway? And yet when he entered the room and Esterbrook extended bis big broad palm Tommy took it and forgot bis hatred. Miss Miffetts smiled all the time except when Tommy took a big white chrysanthemum out of a bit of tissue paper and handed it to ber. Did everybody cry when you bought ’em flowers? Events crowded fast after that, and Tommy remembers but dimly. There was snow in it—heaps of snow piled high. Then there was a church—a quiet, awful place, with rows and rows of empty benches. There was also a minister, in a gown like a woman’s Tommy's hatred of Esterbrook return ed a hundredfold when Esterbrook kissed Miss Miffetts and called her Alice. He remembers distinctly, verv distinctly, that Miss Miffetts kisser him, too. and Esterbrook shook him by the hand. Then Miss Miffetts spoke “Goodby, Tommy. 1 am not corning to the office any more. John will be back next week. We are going away on a little trip. We shall be home next Sunday night. Come over to see us You will, won't you, the very first night?” Heaps of snow and Tommy alone: the looming church and the muffled trundle of a cable car: a white chrysanthemum on the whiter suow, drop pe<l and forgotten. She bad dropped It. Yes. after all. it was right she should drop it. God bless them both—ever Esterbrook! But If site bad only waitThe Appreciative Pastry Cook. There was a New York writer who, being something of an epicure, found keen enjoyment in the light and toothsome pastry provided for the patrons of a certain French restaurant. One day be tosued off a sonnet to the concocter of this pastry and hade the waiter carry it to the cook with his compliments. The next day he was served with a pie of unusual size, ornamented witli pastry roses, and was told that it was an offering from the cook, who bad been moved almost to the point of tears by his verse. As the poet cut this alluring pie he was amazed to see reposing inside it the slip of blue paper which bore his lines. The waiter, watching anxiously, saw a shade pass over bls face and at once stepped forward. “I don't care to eat my own words,” said the poet sharply, but bls pun was lost on the waiter. "Ze cook said, monsieur.” he ventured humbly —"ze cook said. ’Monsieur makes ids so beautiful verse on my pastry, 1 make my so beautiful pastry on his verso.’ Evs It not so. monsieur ? “Monsieur" looked once more ut the pie, and bls dignity melted. "It Is so." he said briefly a fid proceeded to test the flavor of his lines.

4.. 1 Proving His | { Manhood 1 By P. Y. BLACK | JI ► 1 Copyright. 1902 jby the E 1! S. S. McClure Company E

The transport was at. last nearing Cuba. With a glass one could make out the scattered palms and the dark lulls rising behind the white beach. On the deck the men lounged, only half believing that the voyage was nearly over. In a corner a group were intent on a card game. Presently one of the' three sprang up with an angry laugh. "Kids for luck!" be cried, throwing down the cards. “Nobby,” said a lad with the badge of the band on his forage cap, “say, I can't help it if the cards will come my way.” “Come your way! I'm only an innocent veteran, with three service stripes, and I can't afford to play with sharks like you. Did you fetch that last ace down your sleeve, or was it hidden under the blanket? You’re a match for any.” Young Mcßafferty, commonly known as “Bones,” looked up, with a glint of eagerness in his eyes. “Honest, Nobby?” he asked. “Haven't I just lost half a month’s pay to you. and mo a man. more the shame? But what will the parson say to me for letting you into a game?” Bones threw a scared look aft. but grinned cheerfully as he said, "Hope he’s seasick yet.” He sauntered far forward in the nose of the ship. Thrusting bis band In his shirt, he drew out a precious case. Opening it. he fitted together the pieces of a slute —the flute which, as all the regiment knew, was a marvel in his bauds. Bones could play many instru meats. His dead father had been bandmaster. Thence arose tffie enlistment of little Mcßafferty, the child of the regiment. Now his eyes were filled with sad desire as he fitted the flute to his lips and breathed out a sweet, familiar air. the "Lorelei.” Suddenly be started, for a tenor voice bad taken up the strain. Turning around be saw the chaplain standing by bis side. Together they finished the verse. Then the man laid his hand on the boy’s shoulder. "Mcßafferty, I hear that you have been breaking all my rules While I was seasick.” The boy’s eyes glanced up. apt in denial without the need of compromising words. “Mcßafferty.” cried the chaplain al most angrily, “don’t lie. don’t lie to me today, for it may be the last time 1 may ever talk to you!” His voice softened at the last words He held out bis delicate hand. The boy took it eagerly, for if any one in the world could influence him it was the chaplain. "Tonight we will be in Cuba. Tomorrow 1 will be in the front where the men need me, you in the rear with the nurses.” "No. no!" cried the boy passionately. “How can they march without music?” "The colonel has ordered it. and you must obey. But. lad. lad. where are the promises you made me? You think that 1 have not beard these things, but 1 have. The men bave bidden you away twice because you were the worse for drink. You gamble every chance you get. They even say—ob Bones—that you don’t play fair.” Bones faced him stubbornly. “I don't like the beer. It makes me sick. And 1 don’t care for the money when 1 am gambling.” "Then why do you sully your father’s memory and hurt your best friends?” The boy drew in bis breath with almost a sob as be said slowly: "Because I'm a man, and I want to prove it. I'm tired of being called ’kid’ by all the regiment. When I beat them enough, they’ll stop.” The cbaplahi laughed bitterly. "You a man. and break your word! You a man. and cheat at cards! If you keep on as you bave begun, you will become, not a man. but a disgrace to the regiment!” Bones turned away without answer. If the chaplain could bave seen the tears in bis eyes, be might bave added a comforting word. The boy’s heart was swelling with grief and indignation. "Some day be shall call me a man,” he promised himself. • «»»»•• Mules, men and ambulances were crowded In the narrow, muddy, heavily rutted road which led through the tangled jungle. From the front came the sound of heavy firing from the Spanish trenches and blockhouse, where the red and yellow flag still fluttered, A regiment of regulars came swinging along. With them marched the chaplain. A slender figure came up pautlngly from the rear. The sergeant, who war file closing, ran up with an oath. “Wbat brought you here, you young devil? Do you think we are on dress parade? Get back to the ambulances where you belong.” "1 can’t, Sergeant Bull,” said the boy. with an Injured air. “The doctor said I was only In the way; didn’t know the difference between the litter and the lancet. Told me to go to the devil, so 1 camo to you.” "Blame you. Bones," snld the sergeant, with a grin, “do you think I can’t tell one of your lies? Go buck to the rear, and be quick about It!" "Oh. serge," cried Bones, "don’t send me back! 1 cun shoot as straight as the rest.” "You’ve no Krng.” "I'll take your gun when you're killed.”

“You little beast, go back like a man and obey orders.” Mcßafferty’s eyes glowed. “That’s why I'm here!” he cried. “The chaplain said I'd never make a man, but I'll prove he is wrong.” Suddenly the company buglers rang out: "Forward, double time! March!” At a run the company came out of the jungle into the open. Bones was forgotten. A shell screeched through the air and seemed to burst immediately over his head. Three men fell shrieking in front of him. dropping their guns. For a moment he thought of the rear and safety. Then the grizzled captain, old in Indian wars, stepped out calmly. “Steady, my men. They’ll never hit us like that twice. They don’t know how.” Mcßafferty’s voice led the answering cheer. He ran forward, grabbed a gun and cartridge belt from one of the dead soldiers and pushed himself into the ranks beside Nobby. The veteran took a moment to give him a bug. “Good for you, my beauty! You’ve no business here, but keep close to me, my little mad soldier.” And Bones obeyed him—ran forward, dropped, fired. It was a dogged advance under fire. In straggling groups through •angled underbrush and a snag beset stream the men charged San Juan hili. At last Bones sank down exhausted by a little group of panting men. A despairing corporal looked up the ridge where the Spanish flag still flaunted and down the hill at the stragglers. “It’s no use, boys,” said he; “we can never make it.” “I say we can!" cried the madden ed child of the regiment An inspiration came to him. Drawing out his flute, he pieced it together and put it to his lips. Standing erect, his fair, capless head gleaming in the sun, bis blue eyes glared at the flag on the ridge, while "Yankee Doodle” rang out bravely above the noise of musketry. From below came a great shout, and hundreds of bluecoats enme on with a run. Bones advanced with them, bead well back, triumph in his air. There was a rush past him.’ The red and yellow flag fell at last. Bones threw up bis arm, with a cheer. Something, the last shot of a retreating foe, struck him In the chest. He fell, grasping his flute. There was a crowd about him, and his head was in the chaplain's lap. Bones looked up. “It’s taps, ain’t it?” he whispered. “Yes. my man.” said the chaplain. Bones tried to straighten up. “1 proved it to you! lam a man!” Then he fell back. Java’* Botanical Gardena. “The one great sight in Buitenzorg and the most famous thing in Java are the botanical gardens, the finest in the world.” says a correspondent of the Kansas City Star. “The gardens were started In 1817 by the celebrated botanist Reinwardt and are still being constantly enlarged and improved. Trees, ferns, shrubs, plants and flowers have been gathered together from all over the world and arranged with marvelous skill and taste. Every plant, tree and vine in the garden is plainly labeled. There are great laboratories and workshops, though no hothouses are needed. It is. in fact, a combination of the work ot nature and of man carried to a point of perfection beyond which the imagi nation fails to carry one. The magnif icent trees, the wonderful vines, the superb palms, the graceful ferns, the giant water flowers, the beautiful flow ering shrubs and the curious orchids arouse an ever increasing interest, and tor one whole morning we wandered about from cue scene of beauty tc an other until at last we emerged by a grand avenue of canary trees covered with giant creepers, some specimens of one variety bearing 3,000 blossoms at one time, and returned regretfully to our hotel.”

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GOOP NEWS Holland’s Queen May Yet Be Spared to Her Loving Subjects. The Hague, May 6. —The rally in the condition of Queen Wilhelmina yester- * has aroused hope anew the breasts of her loving subjects. Faron Clifford, master of the queen’s household, says: “There is no cause for immediate disquietude.” The Dutch newspapers rather strangely publish nothing concerning Queen Wilhelmina’s illness beyond the official bulletins and brief expressions of thankfulness that her majesty’s life lias been saved. It is no longer concealed that the operation which was performed late Sunday night was most dangerous, and that for one hour the patient's life hung by a thread, causing the most terrible suspense. Even now, although the queen’s physicians are exceedingly reticent, it is known that her condition remains precarious and that everything depends upon the strength of the patient’s constitution. There is reasonable hope for her majesy’s recovery, however, provided that hemorrhage is averted. It is now said that her majesty's doctors, being no longer embarrassed by complications in their patient's condition, will be able to adopt more efficient means in treating the typhoid. It is also held to be exceedingly fortunate that the mishap of Sunday night occurred when it did instead of a fortnight ago. It would then almost certainly have proved fatal. LONG LOST CHILD Margaret Taylor Said to Be Located In New York. Albany. N. Y.. May 6. —A child about 7 years of age, an inmate ot a charitable institution here since April 5. when she was found alone ami aban doned on the street, is believed by the local department of charities to be Margaret Vinton Taylor. The child disappeared on Aug. 3, 1898, and no trace of her was ever found. At the time she was visiting her grandparents at Fernbank, near Cincinnati, and the grandmother and aunt admitted they knew where the child was. They were indicted for child stealing and sentenced to serve a term in the penitentiary at Columbus. Ohio. The Ohio authorities have been informed by the Albany police that the child has been located here. The parents live at Bellevue, Ky. Widow Held for Murder. Denver. Col.. May 3. —The coroner's jury in the case of Albert Gabrin, member of the Colorado legislature, who died last January, last night returned a verdict to the effect that the deceased came to his death from arsenical poisoning at the hands of a person or persons unknow-n. A warrant was issued on complaint of Chief of Police Armstrong against Mrs. Nellie Gabrin, wi<low of the dead man. charging her with murder and she was at once arrested at her home. She was taken to the police station. Swarm ot Immigrants. New York, May 5. —The rush of immigrants to this port which has signalized the first four months of the year reached a climax the week ending last night, during which time 25.120 immigrants have been brought to this city from the various European ports. The total number of immigrants arriving here for the four months ending April 3" was 178,G if. an excess of more than 30,000 over any previous year for the same period. Expiated His Crime. Boston. May 6. —John D. Cassels was electrocuted in the state prison in Charlestown. Mass., at 12:40 this morning for the murder of Mrs. May J. Lane of Long Meadow. Mass., in February last. Cassel’s infatuation for Mrs. Lane led to the murder. The man himself was married. He urged Mrs. Lane to elope with him. and when she refused fired three shots at her, two of the bullets taking effect. Large Class of < adets. Annapolis, Md.. May 2. —The last of the drills of the naval cadets incident to graduation day ceremonies was held in the Academy grounds yesterday. There is a large graduating class. President Roosevelt presented the di plomas today, and ma lea short address to the class. Elaborate preparations have been made for the cadets’ ball this evening. Arnim Kepulse Turks. Marseilles. France. May 6. — Mall advices from Jibouti, French East Africa, declare a rumor is current that a battle has been fought between Turkish troops and the Imail tribe of Arabs at Koffutitor, on tue frontier of Arabia, in which the Turks were defeated, losing 400 men In killed and wounded. The Arabs are also said to have lost heavily. Cruising About England. Loniion. May 5. —Admiral Prince Henry of Prussia, who with the most powerful squadron ever commanded by a German admiral, is on a five weeks’ training cruise around the British Islands, is now In Irish waters. Dominican Capital Surrender*. Jacmel. Hayti. May 5. —It Is reported here that Santo Domingo, the capital of the Dominican republic, surrendered yesterday to the insurgent forces. President Jiminez of the Dominican republic Is said to have taken refuge in the French consulate there. Prussian I'rinco Demi. Berlin. May 3.-—Prince Frederick William George Ernest of Prussia died here last, evening He wqa born at Dusseldorf in 1826,

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