Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 74, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 28 March 1910 — Page 2

MY GARDEN.

, K Mm * garden rich in blooms Of unfOrgotten hours, !Wh«r« tendrils from the plants of youth Have formed unfading bowers. Ha foot, save mine, e'er passes through The gate of this “done-By’*; Ko ear, save mine, can catch the words, Or hear the gentle sigh , Which comes to me across the bridge Of Time’s stupendous spaced To touch with soothing balm the heart Where grief has left her trace. Ho hand, save mine, can cull the flowers From recollection’s seeds; Ha aye, save mine, can see the light Which grows from noble deeds. Mo heart, save mine, can feel response To every prayer and dream; Ha soul, save mine, can dra"w the glow From memory’s golden beam. Bennett Gilbert*

Peggy' s Windfall

It should be stated in the beginning that Peggy had not been anticipating •ay sudden and overwhelming access «i fortune. Her uncle, coming up to 'Ffijr her a visit, beheld her through the door of the inner room, putting the Rafferty twins to bed by the simple process of overturning them on the •ouch, and then sitting on them to hold them down; find he stood in tho hallway, shedding sentimental tears. “Sh’mush like me, Peggy ish,” he murmured. ‘Beaut’ful schlld! . Here’s half my forshune for her, an’ Bhe’ll never she me ’gain!” Whereupon he went out and shipped before the mast, and Peggy entered upon the possession of her estate without •ny of those tiresome legal formalities which usually vex heirs at law. Mrs. Rafferty of the third floor back was In the habit of saying that she had “brung Peggy up,” an expression that seemed to need modifying, as Indicating an active and capable existence on tha part of Mrs. Rafferty. It was Peggy who ruled the house with a rod of iron, and who battled royally with the vegetable man and the butcher and the grocer from day to day, wresting •way from each In turn the largest possible amount of produce for the smallest possible amount of money.* When Mr. Rafferty lost , work It was Peggy who met collectors at the door and “stood them off” with blarney, and then —if blarney did not answer—with battle, while Mrs. Rafferty put a pillow over her head In the back room. Peggy explained to her confidants that Mrs. Rafferty “didn’t have no gumption;” hut after every victory Mrs. Rafferty reminded her friends that she had “bruhg Peggy up.” “Of course it’s her money, an’ I’m goin* to let ’er do what she likes with It,” said Mrs. Rafferty when the news es Peggy’s remarkable stroke of fortune had become noised through the building. “I told her she’d better buy things for herself. ’The’ ain’t nothin’ ys don’t need,’ I says to Peggy. ‘Yer stockin'® is that frazzledout ye might as well be barelegged, If it wasn’t for the looks of the thing,’ I says, ‘an’ there’s holes In yer shoes, an’ ye’re wearln’ my hat for the reason that ye ain’t got none o’ yer own, an’ ye’re needin’ a shawl this cold weather, an’ ye could go out right now an’ spend • fortune, an’ not git a single thing ye wasn’t boun’ to have.’ But she wouldn't say, an’ I don’t know what she’s thlnkln’ o’ gittin’.” Peggy, having fought her morning battle with the reluctant purveyor of eatables down at the corner, was at that moment making her toilet for the im port ant expedition.

She had declined the company of tho twins, who were howling grievously at the thought of being left behind; and when Mrs. Rafferty suggested that perhaps she had better go with her, to see that she did not get cheated, Peggy had cheerfully remarked that it ■was a big enough job to go shopping, without keeping Mrs. Rafferty out from tinder the horses’ feet And now Peggy came forth, arrayed for conquest Mrs. Rafferty’s hat, mfcich had been of that lady's own ■election, and was hated with great frankness by Peggy, was a large and heavy one, with a wealth of burnt •range velvet on one side that gave ft an unstable equilibrium, so that Peggy was continually obliged to reseue It from over one eye. A refractory braid of brown hair was tied with white string, and hung down Peggy's back.

With a laudable desire to conceal the state of her stockings, Peggy wore Mrs. Rafferty’s apron, which touched the ground, and had a most pleasing appearance from the front. When she tnrned her back, however, there was a apace where the apron did not meet. Thu» attired did Peggy go forth, alone' carrying her entire fortune, and Intent on many a shrewd bargain. "How much is them mittens 7’ asked Peggy, pointing them out "Twenty cent,* replied the man, smiling affably. “That’s higher’n they are anywhere else,” replied Peggy. “I want two pair, an’ of course, gettin’ 'em wholesale, they’d have to come still cheaper. Pll give you five.” The merchant looked at her impassively. “Twenty cent” he said. "Two pair at five cents each makes ten,” said Peggy. "An’ you’d be rankin’ money at that. ♦ Or I might give fifteen cents for the two pair.” The merchant put the mittens hack on the shelf. PogrfPSbt out and sat down on the stop.

▲a hour laser the man In the store opened the door cautiously. “What you aeddln' by de stebs all day because?” he asked. "I’m waitin' for them two pair o' mittens at fifteen,” Peggy replied, cheerfully. Half an hour later he opened the door a tiny crack and peered forth, to learn the cause of the suspension of traffic. Peggy was discoursing with Mrs. Mayo, who lived “up the street a ways.” “I hope you ain’t goin’ In there to buy nothin’. Mis’ Mayo," she was saying, with conviction. “That man’s a reg’lar pig! What you think he wants for them little mittens of the twinses’ size? Twenty cents! —an’ Levy’s got ’em for ten! —an’ me wantin' to get two pair, an’ maybe a lot o’ other things, too.” The woman’s foot was on the step, hut she took it down and went away. The door opened. “Come in an’ see what you would puy," said the merchant. Peggy secured the mittens, although he groaned over them; also she bought a comforter for Mr. Rafferty at a price the shopkeeper tear his hair and insiat that he was ruined. ▲ pair of gloves for Mrs. Rafferty brought things to a crisis, and caused Peggy to alt on the steps for another half hour, at the end of whjph time the merchant begged her to take her purchases, including the gloves, and go away before he was bankrupted. She accepted the invitation, adding candy for the twins and a much needed handkerchief for each of them to her list, and departed, radiant. With her bundles in her arms, the Joy of conquest was upon her, and Peggy was determined to go farther afield and see a little of the world. First of all, she meant to ride in an elevator. This had long been one of her dearest ambitions, but hitherto the opportunity to gratify It had not presented Itself. Big office buildings were not far to seek. Peggy found an ever-so-many-storled one within the first block, equipped with a bewildering set of elevators that sped up and down in its marble hallway. In a moment "Peggy was in an elevator, back In the corner behind all the people, flutteringly anxious to know what it would feel like. “Goodness —mercy—gracious!” was her first ecstatic remark;, all to herself. Half way up she murmured, regretfully. “I wlsht the twins was here.”

“WHO'S A-BEGGIN’?”

Coming down she hugged herself with a rapt sigh. “Don’t It make you feel funny inside?” she asked herself. Let no one Imagine that Peggy meant to give up, all at once, a sport that had been so long coming. She saw other people come and go, but she stayed where she was. On the tenth trip skyward she murmured, sorrowfully : “I don’t b’lieve I ever qj,n go home!” On the fifteenth she acknowledged that the oftener you went the more delightful It was. Indeed, hut for one trifling incident, Peggy might have been there still, riding the full length of the ever-so-many stories. On the sixteenth trip a man said: “Let me out at Reagan & Johnson’s.” “Tenth floor,” said the elevator man. Reagan & Johnson! Why, that was the firm that collected rents from the Raffertys, and from all the other people in that building. Peggy always resented the visits of the “fresh young man” who came about those collections. More than once she had declared that she would like to give those people a piece of her mind. And now here was her opportunity. On the next trip up, when the elevator stopped at the tenth floor, Peggy stepped out with as much assurance as if her life had been spent In the investigation of big office buildings. Halfway down the hall she found a door bearing the names she sought, and opening It. as she had seen other people do with the other doors, without knocking, she boldly entered the room.

An old man with white hair and red face looked at her from’ beyond the railing. “Well, little girl, and what do you want-?” he asked, Irritably. “No beggars are allowed in this building.” “Who’s a-beggin’?” demanded Peggy. “I’m Peggy Sullivan, an' I live with Misses Rafferty on the third back in the Mason buildln’, an' I’d like to know if there ain't ever goin’ to be anything done to fix np that house.” The old man’s face grew redder still. “Here!” he cried, fiercely. “If the Raffertys don’t like those rooms, let them get out! I can rent them fast enough!" ,V I reckon you can,” retorted Peggy. “But all the same, the rooms is fierce.” And then a young man in a dark gray suit, who had been listening to the Old man and looking rather bored when Peggy came In, rose and came forward and leaned over the railing, so that' he could get a good look at Peggy. Ha seemed to be rather «itaused. is one*of mjr people?" he asked, with a twitching of the lips Then he added, “And the rooms is

fierce, fs they? Now what’s the matter with them?” Peggy, thus encouraged, lent herself to description with a great deal of talent, both natural and The ' young man learned with astonishment about the walls that never had been cleaned since the year 1, and th« stairs that threatened to come down with you If you weighed more than fourteen pounds, and the windows that had panes broken out which you were obliged to stuff with old clothes. “An’ yet they come there collectin’ rent, bold as brass!” proclaimed Peggy, with an Indignant sniff. The old man turned purple. “Say!” exclaimed the young man, after a little pause. “Kind of a Tom-All-Alone’s, Is it? This is too bad, you know. If It’s really true. And this Is the legacy I’ve fallen into—and I was about to go to Europe, and not hear anything about it. You should have told me the state of things, Mr. Reagan. Anyhow, I’ll look into it, and If the house needs fixing, little girl—and I fix It all up—that won’t be quite so fierce, will It?” He had found Peggy’s blue eyes un der Mrs. Rafferty’s hat, and there was a glint In them, you may be sure. But Peggy had seen a great deal of the world. She almost held her breath as she asked: “An’ the rent not raised?” “And the rent not raised,” he promised her, gravely. Peggy hugged her bundles against Mrs. Rafferty’s apron and stood on one foot. “Oh,” she gasped, “th’ ain’t but one thing more in all the world to want! But do you know anybody that’s got a roller chair they don’t need any more?” “I think I know just such a person,” said the young man, while the outraged old man began to turn black. Peggy hopped round, exposing the deficiencies of Mrs. Rafferty’s apron and of her own hosiery. 13 ‘ “Oh, It’s Mis’ Brownin’ down on the first!” she cried. “An’ she’s lived in that house ten years, an’ never put her head out-o’-doors —an’ It ain’t no fun to stay In that house ten years! An’ Mike Riffey could lift >r Into the chair, an’ the rest of us could take turns rollin’ ’er on the sidewalk. I’ve studied about It an’ studied about it! Is it far to that place where they’ve got the chair?” “Not very far,” said the young man. “Then can I ride home In It?” asked Peggy, her hands clasped above her bundles. “I’ve always been just crazy to ride in one o’ them roller chairs!” And there was that twitching in the young man’s lips again; but he took Peggy’s hand and carried her bundles, and they set out in quest of the In-valid-chair. He even put Peggy Into an automobile —and what an experience was —if the twins had only been there —and laughed with great enjoyment, not seeming to mind the apron or the hat in the least. And the roller chair was found—apparently a brand-new one —and Peggy rode home in it, to the Intense mortification of a dignified negro porter, whom nothing but a liberal tip reconciled to his fate. The young man In the gray suit followed unnoticed a little way behind, and saw an amazed juvenile population swarming out of doors and alleyways with shrieks of: “Well, if there ain’t Peggy!” But Peggy, waving an imaginary fan and looking at them through an imaginary lorgnette, after the manner of the finest of the ladies who “slummed” there and in the regions beyond, answered languidly: “How do you do, me dears?” But the next moment she informed them joyfully, “I’ve been a-hobnobbin’ with the King o’ England!” At the door of the Mason building she sprang from the chair into the arms of the anxious Raffertys. “There’s mittens for the twins,” she announced, ‘‘an’ a comforter for Mr. Rafferty, an’ gloves for you, an’ two sticks o’ camdy for the twins, an’ a han’kerchlef apiece, an’ the house Is goin’ to be fixed up all over, an' the roller chair is for Mis’ Brownin’. I wanted to git you a set o’ furs,” she added, regretfully, “but you can’t git everything for seventy-five cents!”

CAN A TROUT BE CRAZY?

Nerve* In Doga Responsible for Many Canine Eccentricities. We quite agree with the writer in one of the sporting papers who said the other day neurasthenia among certain animals (fish, perhaps, except.ed; you cannot imagine a hysterical or hypochondriacal trout) is comparatively more acute than among human beings, says the London Globe. Nerves in dogs, for Instance, are responsible for many canine eccentricities. Take a terrier. When a terrier Is feeling jumpy he will emit sudden barks for no other reason than hearing his own voice. Time and place do not matter. His nerves are overstrung and he just has to bark. Many a wretched dog has incurred the temporary hatred of his master on account of a sudden fit of barking In tho early hours of a cold morning. Sometimes the dog's overwrought nervous system causes him to stand stock still with all his bristles sticking up. sh these cases superstitious pensons say, "Ah, he sees more th&n we do,” and add that the house is haunted. On the other hand, a dog, especially an old terrier, can also display a callousness which seems to betoken a complete absence of nerves. When ha has a liking for lying besides a fire his indifference is extraordi 1 nary. At any moment a live "coal may drop on his head, and he knows it by experience. But the fact never appears to prey on his mind. He sleeps on the fender as contentedly as- live those villagers who dwell by the side of a not extinct volcane.

Hla Views on Suffrage. When a female canvasser asked an old farmer to sign a petition in favor of a woman’s movement he eyed the document for a while with suspicion. "No, I’m again It, sure,” was the reply, with the emphasis of a man who had had some domestic infelicity. “A woman who’s alius a-movin’ is alluaagsttin’ in trouble. If you’ve got anything to keep her quiet I’ll sign it.” — Ladles Hdme Journal. Got Hla. “I’ll admit I was trying to get something for nothing.” “Well?” “I got what I deserved." —Kansas City Journal. The Simple Life.

Hungry Guest—Afraid I’m a bit late, but I hope I haven’t kept breakfast waiting. Hostess—Oh, I forgot to mention that we’re trying the “no breakfast” plan, and feel so much better for It. We do trust It will have the same effect with you.—Punch. She Couldn’t. “I have just had two proposals of marriage.” “Are you In doubt which to accept?” “I’m going to reject both of them.” “Why don’t you reject one and accept the other?” “They’re both from the sajne man.” —Houston Post.

Miss Peacherine Brown Has a New Gown And a Beau Named Ebenezer, But It Puzzles His Brow, When He Calls on Her Now, Por He Doesn’t Know Where to Squeeze ’Ex.

A« It la To-Day. “Got any country cousins coming to your reception?” “Two of them.’,’ » "I’ll bet you’re worried to death ” “I certainly am. But then we can’t •11 wear diamonds and come a special train. We’re not all lucky enough to be farmers’ wiveß.” ; —St. Louis Star. Farm Frivolity,

The Hen Chicken—Doesn’t this new hat hide my frozen comb nicely? Chanticleer—How did it get frozen? The Hen Chicken —I was horn that way—hatched from a cold storage egg. / I Exactly, :_1 Mother —Don’t you think. Mary, you •re too told to play with the baby? “No, mamma; the older 1 get the better -I like them.” —Courier-Journal. » ' 1 '* • That Autolat. “You were going too fast.” *“No, I was not going fast enough.” “But you have broken the law.” “But I was trying to break a reoard.”—Houston Past.

Jest s from the Jokesmiths

Estrangement. “I understand that Mr. Bliggins and his wife do not get on well,” said the gossip. “I. am afraid they don’t,” replied Miss Cayenne. “Yet they are never known to quarrei.” “No. They are not sufficiently acquainted- to quarrel.”—Washington Star. Her Handicap. “You say you won your husband wearing a $2 graduating gown?” “I did.” “How romantic! I suppose you are verry happy?” “Oh, yes. But the $2 gown was an awful precedent to establish, I’ve found.” —Washington Herald. . The Profitable Pronoun. “What makes the writer use the first person singular so much?” “He gets a dollar a word, and ‘l’ is the shortest word there is.”—Washington Star. • The Exception. “That fellow drawls his ‘a’s’ and drops his ‘h’hs’ continually. He has the greatest respect for everything English.” “Yes,” replied Miss Cayenne; “everything except the English language.” —Washington Star. He Wished to Be Reasonable. Motorist —As it is my fault that were upset, I will make good your damage at once. How much do you want? Victim —How much does the gracious gentleman usually pay?—Fliegende Blaetter. Margin That Saved Him. “You own an automobile, I suppose?” “No; I woifld like to, but I’ve always been just a little too poor.” “Just a little too poor? Man, you don’t appreciate how lucky your are.” —Boston Transcript.

UP AGAINST A PUZZLE.

Mixing; the Colors. “To what does she owe her great populartty. “To a quarter of a million.” ‘‘Great heavens! Does she use that horrid stuff?” ‘|What horrid stuff do you mean?” “Why— er—paint; didn’t you say a quart of Vermillion?” Cleveland Leader. * Artistic Efforts. A 4-year-old worked for a long time with a pencil an& paper over a portrait of her father. She finally stopped and, after seriously Inspecting the likeness, exclaimed in disgust: “Oh, dear! I guess I’ll put on a tail and call It a. monkey.”—Woman’s Home Companion. His Only Nsmeukc. “Got any little nieces or nephews?” i “To whom are you going to leave your money?” “To my fashionable sister-in-law, i guess. She oned named a poodle attar me.”—Kansas City Journal. Xeglected. "That child gets everything It wants.” "And still It never gets what it really needs.” “You surprise me!” ‘ “It needs a spanking.”—Houston Post. Gotna Some. Scorcher—Have you heard the latest auto record? Fleigher—No; what is it? Scorcher—An auto made an hour is fifty-nine minutes! —Puck.

THINGS YOU MAY NOT KNOW

Twenty million falße teeth are sent to England from this country evert year. The fur trade of the world makes use yearly of more than one million catskins. In fifty-four cases out of every hundred the left leg is stronger than the right. Major Alfred Dreyfus now spends his leisure hours in the study of the social problems. In the Swedish province of Smaland there is a hill 46(> feet high, which consists entirely of iron ore. The area Is figured to be 2,800,000 square’ feet. In Ceylon the largest pearls are sold for never more than ?300, but when they rpach the great markets of the world they are worth more than three times this price, : The freight tunnels of Chicago will be used for a great telephone company to enter the field in competition with the present companies. The new company will start with 20,000 instruments. Dr. Lepage, the eminent Brussels surgeon, has sent in his bill for $20,000, his fee for the operation performed on King Leopold a few days before the king’s death. The operation Is said to have lasted (Ally ten minutes. Discoveries of great archaeological Importance are being made near Santa Victoria (Cagliari) in Sardinia, whither many experts are now bound. The ruins of an entire town have been excavated and numbers of artistip objects have been recovered, all of which suggest that the remains are those of a town of the bronze age. King Victor has subscribed 300,000 lire toward the excavation funds. An interesting discovery has been made in boring the tunnel of Rlon, on the Puy-Langogne line. M. Ester, one of the firm of contractors carrying out the work, has discovered embedded In the Aay at a distance of thirty metres the fossil of an animal believed to belong to the stag family, which is believed to have lived In the Pliocene period. The remains have been placed in the museum"at Puy. "Oh, yes,” said the waiter, "people do sometimes order queer combin'atlons. Any mpn,” the waiter said, with some emphasis on tfie “any” as he handed over the check, "any man Is liable to do that sometimes.” And then this man who had been seeking information about odd things reflected that he had himself just taken for luncheon sausages, wheat cakes and a milk shake. —New York Sun. Before the customer paid his Mil the hotel stenographer tore several, pages out of her note book and handed them to him. “Only the notes of his letters,” she. said to the next customer. “He Is one of the cautious kind. There are not many like him. About once in six months somebody comes along who keeps such a watchful eye on his ((correspondence that he won’t even let* stenographer keep his notes. Of course It Is nothing to us, and we always give them up when asked to. I don’t know what the cautious folk do with them. Destroy them, maybe. Anyhow, there is no record of foolish utterances left In the stenographer's books.” New York Sun. M. Auguste Bodin, the famous French sculptor, who Is said to have Invented a new kind of “dance,” which Is performed by various extraordinary motions of the hands, did not show any signs of artistic ability in child-, hood. He was the son of poor parents, and first earned his living by modeling in plaster for an architect. He was 22 before his first statue, “The Man with the Broken Nose,” was executed. He used a stable as a studio and was so poor he had the greatest difficulty In providing material for his work. The first statue was so realistically done, however, that the judges at the Paris salon accused him of having cast It from a living model. —Tid-Blts. A N6w York woman just Back from Europe tells this story: "At Bad-Nau-heim a physician told her that he had recently had an American from the “far west” under treatment, who grew better under his care and was finally told that nothing more could be done for him. The family was about to depart, when the young daughter became ill and the same physician was called In. After a week’s treatment he told the parents that the child’s ailment was nervousness and nostalgia. “Take her Ifome and she will be all right.” “If she has nostalgia,” said the mother, “give me the name of some European expert and we will have her cured. I have no faith -In our home physicians.” Norway is a country of vast mineral wealth. The richest iron mines are situated in the northern part of the country, as well as in the TrondhjemBkd. It has been calculated that the mines at Sydvarager contain 000 tons, and that the yearly production will be 600,000 tons. Operations on mines will probably commence next summer. The work at the Dunderslandsdalen mines has. been stopped for some time, but it will be resumed in the near future, when the Swedish method of treating the ore will be employed, with the hope that the works will produce 1,000,000 tons a year. It is estimated that the nglnes in the Tromso district contain about 30,000,000 tons of ore. Machinery h£3 lately been erected in these mines. The yield will be about 200,000 tons per annum. Several pther mines in the north indicate abundance of Iron ore. ...