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Woodville Republican., 1889-11-23

pump made tight and snug, with the
ground sloping away on all sides 50 as
to allow the surface water to flow from
the opening. There is no well water
that is pure. Something depends on the
character Of the soil. II sandy, and the
water will disappear quickly from the
surface after a rain, the well will drain
the soil for long distance around 1t,
and the consequence will be that large
portion Of the filth Of the soil will find
its way into the well, although the
water may appear sparkling and bright.
1t is contended that the soil removes all
the impurities from the water; but this
depends upon whether the soil, by
long-continued absorption, be not
already SO thoroughly saturated with
impurities as TO refuse tS take up more.
That the soil does not femove all the
impurities, even from new ground where
o we'll has been recently dug, has been
demonstrated by saturating the surface
earth at distance from the well with
kerosene oil, which gradually found its
way to the well (having been washed
uOWu Dy Juo Adllioj anu AhPoArSN ASS
odor to the water.
If the soil be of heavy clay the danger
will be lessened, but on all porous soil
the liability of pollution Of the water is
great. No manure heaps, privies, sinks
or other receptacle for filth or refuse OF
any kind should be within one hundred
and fifty feet of the well-the fur.
ther off the better. No matter how
tight the wen may be, the toad
will sometimes contrive 10 get in.
Many wells contain toads that die and
are swallowed in the drinking water un-
knowingly, under the supposition that
the we'll is tight and toad proof" Wells
should be cleaned at least once a year,
and especially in the fall. For dis
tance Of ten feet around the well tho
surface should be cemented, and the
pump itself should be cleaned OCCASION
ally. Toads, flies, bugs, worms and even
gnats will get in the water, while even
a few drops of solution from filthy
drain or sink, finding its way into the
well, carry bacteria enough rapidly to
multiply and contaminate all of the wa
ter. Roots of trees and vines also serve
as drains into the wells, as they loosen
the soil, and for that reason they should
never be planted near the source OF
drinking water.-Sanitary News.
Woodville Republican., 1889-11-23

of the paper he had attempted to deliver.
1t was statement made by Laplaces
father just before death, and had been
sealed up against the boys twenty-hfth
year. It specified how many head Of
cattle John Thomas had robbed his sick
partner of, how many thousands of dol
lars not his own he had absconded with;it
contained afidavits of witnesses, and in
dicated the part of the country from which
John Thomas had come, and from which
his movements might be traced after the
lapse of years.
The young lawyer had identified his
man. He had the spoiler of his fathers
fortune, the oppressor Of his mother and
his childhood, where he could blast the
mans reputation and strip him of all he
owned.
Sand 1 will do it, said Laplace. He
rose up and walked the floor again. He
thought Of girl who wore a ring for
him and whom he could marry at once,
without waiting on the slow law prac-
tice of a young man. So long had pow
erty pinched him there was rapture in
thinking of the things he could give her
when he had wrested his fathers dol
lars back. Beautiful journeys, an album
dant home, with none Of the mean shifts
of poor people to degrade life in it. A
family would grow around them. Fort
une should make it up to tho homeless
boy for the way she had treated him in
the past.
"And she'll be as fond of me as that
old woman is Of her humbug Dear. But
/ wonder if she would if trample down
that old woman now? It's actually the
woman have to deal with. The old
Dear is out of the world now, as far as
responsibility goes. But am 1 going to
let this old woman go on innocently
robbing my family? If l am chicken.
hearted now how will l feel when
can't do what wish by them in the fut.
ure? It's unfortunate she's where the
hammers going to strike. Confound a
great lubber of manuthat would hurt
that tender old thing! Suppose it were
my mother. But who had mercy on my
mother?"
So he went on, stalking about the
room, while his watch ticked the hours
Suddenly, after midnight, he opened
the stove and dropped both wafere(
document and copy in. They flared W
and turned to ghostly parchment, show
ing written characters for a moment
and then melting down and becoming
nothing. He replaced the stove-lid anC
threw his arms wide.
81 won't take revenge on any woman
Ny father never meant it that way
My mother and my wife would thinl
me less man if l took my right
Woodville Republican., 1889-11-23
Every Country is MadO for Something.

Every country, as every man and wom-
destiny. If the fitness is apprehended
every country is good and every man
and woman a success; otherwise, the
whole is failure. 1t is a common mis-
take we make in this world to try to
amend Natures laws and spend our en-
ergies in attempting the impossible.
We often speak of men as ''the right
man in the right place" OF country
we hear nothing of the sort. 1t is a
good, bad or Indifferent country as we
see it from our standpoint, or as the
country is appreciated and used.
Your State--Kentuclzy-is used for
what it was specially intended. Sup
pose your people fought bluegrass as the
people of South Carolina would and do,
what would Kentucky amount to? The
consequences can not be estimated If
cotton were made the one crop of your
State and all your grand pastures and
stock interests were swept away.
But began to tell you of South Mis-
souri-where are home is. We are not
to the manor born, but are sons by adop-
ton. 1t is not new country, but has
not been used for the purposes intended,
therefore it has been a poor country,
with financially poor people in it.
The problem of what it was suited dis
tressed no one. 1t was accepted as a
foregone conclusion that the enterprises
must remain, or it were better to say the
non-enterprises were to remain forever
as o matter of course. There
we're some, too, who insisted that tame
grasses and clovers would not grow, and
that as there are no railroads the ques-
ton of orchards was settled. All these
conclusions were to be opposed and
proved. 1t was no difficult thing to do.
We have never seen tame grasses do
better, and clover is indigenous to the
soil. Tame pastures do for US just what
tame pastures do for other regions.
Fruit growing has taken firm hold
upon our people and is developing into a
most promising industry. Trees come
into bearing very early, and the quality
of our fruit is the wonder Of all and
brings the best price in the market
Peaches are almost certain crop. We
feel that grass and fruit are ample and
reliable sources of prosperity and thai
we shall get along. M. Bell, in Farm
ers' Home journal.
Woodville Republican., 1889-11-23

rear, dimly outlined itself against a
hill background.
The hired man came from the barn
yard with two frothing pals of milk,
and was met at the side doorstep by a
stranger who had labored with the front
knoclxer in vain.
"Good evening"" said the stranger.
''Howdy-do," responded the hired man.
"Does Mr.. John Thomas live here?"
sYes, SIR"
'Is he at home?"
"He can't very we'll be anywhere
else, replied the hired man, with an
explanatory grin. ''He's been help
less since a year ago last August,
and can't go nowhere unless he's carried
out. l tend to the business of the farm
for the old folks"
"My business is with him, not with
the farm" said the stranger.
"Step right into the house, then" in
vited the hired man, himself leading
the way with his pals of milk.
''Aunt Susan" he announced in the
familiar tone of one who feols the de-
pendence of his employers, "here's a
gentleman to see uncle"
The clean kitchen, bright with lamp
light and preparations for a country
supper, held nothing else as hearten.
ing as the old woman who turned from
her cooking-range. Her ripples of gray
and auburn hair, patient, blue eyes and
trim and active figure won the young
man, though he tried to regard hel
with callous Indifference.
She took him into an inner room
where table was spread at the elbow Of
an old man propped in an easy chair. II
was a comfortable room, full of pleasant
living, and signs of such opulence as
an aged agricultural couple might care
for. On the mantel over the log fire
stood deliberate clock and two vases
of those mummies known as winter
bouquets.
Locked in the calm of paralysis the
useless farmer met and resisted that APP
preaching strangers gaze. A lamp
burned in the middle of the table. Il
showed every cast-iron line of the in
valid's grizzled face. His weakness be
came on a sudden his strength. He took
Woodville Republican., 1889-11-23
THANKSGIVING EVE.

Y boyhood's home De-
fore me lies,
Just as it looked
when life was
young;
Ere l had spread my
tiny sail,
Or TO the breeze my
pennOns flung;
The blue smoke climbs
the hill beside,
The brook goes sing
ing on its way,
And voices near and
far proclaim
The coming OF
Thanksgiving Day,
A thousand welcomes
as Of old
Ring out upon the
Woodville Republican., 1889-11-23

refuge in it and covered himself with it
from the vengeance he recognized, COM
ing out of the past in search of him.
"Dear, here's somebody come to see
you" said the old wife, bestowing this
delight upon her husband and g chair
upon the stranger. ''The neighbors
have all been SO good, but it isn't often
we have stranger to our house now. |
think it's so much better for Dear to see
folks" she confided to the young man,
ethan to sit alone in his affiiction."
Her caller stood by the hearth, declin-
ing seat and holding his hat. He was
a hale, blond man, carry ing with him
the air of the busy world. Success had
already set confidence in his face. He
was power confronting that wrecked
old man, for whom he could feel no more
pity thaa one gives badly crushed
snake.
Woodville Republican., 1889-11-23
MY OLD DEA
A Pathetic Life Picture. Thanks
giving Study.
written for This Paper.l

HE farm was
shrouded in No
vember twilight
and had a for
lorn air, but this
was by no means
an air of unthrift
or neglect. A
ty ypical Ohio
farm-h ouse of
the better sort,
with evergreen
crowded from t
yard and out
b IL ding S
8 tre t C h / n g
away from the
Woodville Republican., 1889-11-23


While through the orchard boughs se'
The village lights reflected there;
Tomorrow will be festal time,
And city halls and hamlets low
VIII echo to the merry chimes
And memories Of long ago.
We oil are young who gather here
The sire Of three score years and ton
Trips lightly with his sweet grandcdS
The gayest Of our youngest men;
For who cares ought for wrinkles nSJ
Or sighs because his locks are gray3
His heart beats light who halls with me
The feasts of our Thanksgiving Day.
Now let me slumber once again
In that old chamber in the Ell,
And wake up from my dreams and hear
The night winds through the easement SWELL
No monarch has grander couch
Or softer down on which to rest
Than mine will be, for Oh my frie1.
Tin once more in my boyhood~ uil
H. S. Washburn.
Woodville Republican., 1889-11-23
About Farm Wells.

The wells on the farm are great
source from which come many diseases.
Some wells are never cleaned. When
dug they are carefully boarded over. the
Wichita eagle., 1889-10-08
Life on q Cubaff Plantation.

In Dakota and Manitoba the employment
and an aggregate of three hundred laborers
for season has been regarded as something
unprecedented In agricultural industry; but
On one sugar estate in Cuba-"El Balboa
from fifteen hundred to two thousand hands,
invariably negroes, are employed, who work
under severe discipline, in watches or relays,
during the grinding season, by day and
night, the same as in the large iron mills and
furnaces of the United States and Europe
AT the same time there are few village COM
munities where like number Of people ex-
perience the same care and surveillance. The
male workers occupy quarters walled and
barricaded from the women, and tho women
from the men.
There are in every village an infirmary, a
lying in hospital, a physician, an apothecary.
a chapel and priest. At night and morning
mass is said in chapel, and the crowds are al
ways large. There is Of a Sunday Less re-
straint, though ceaseless espionage is never
remitted On these days and in parts OF holi-
days there are rude mirth, rIder music and
much dancing. Thi. picture is given some
what in detail, because it illustrates how all
pervading and tremendous are the forces that
are modifying society everywhere, IN civil
lied, partially civilized and harbarous coun-
tries, conformity with the new conditions Of
production and consumption.-Hon. David
A " ellis in Popular Science Monthly
Wichita eagle., 1889-10-08
Mechanical Clocks.

Mechanical clocks" said a local horolo-
gist, ARE greatly in demand all the year
round They are mostly imported and range
In price up to SIS each. On, as to styles,
there are many, representing nearly every
thing in art or nature, Some jewellers keep
large assortment of these neurological curiosi-
ties. good deal of advertising is done by
means Of mechanical clocks They look Like
toys, but they are excellent time keepers, and
placed in store windows attract considerable
attention. l have seen crowds standing in
front Of these curious clocks watching the
movements 1t may be a gilded maiden
swinging to and fro, or listening to the sweet
music Of a chime OF bells ringing as the pen
dulum oscnlates. Yes, the mechanical de-
vices are very popular as advertising schemes
In some OF the clocks the mechanism has its
own separate spring, while in others the same
power runs both that and the time keeping
movement"
"Who are the best customers for mechao-
ical clocks.''
''That depends on the style Of the clock.
You see that artistic little boiler all in nice
working order. Well, contractor or build
er will come along and snap it IN for his Of
flee sure. So with the Others Some asthet-
ic wookworker will buy that handsaw clock,
machinist will fall in love with that trip
hammer movement, while the pretty little
windmill will, perhaps gladden. the heart of
some western miller on the lookout for nov.
elites In his line Boston Globe
Wichita eagle., 1889-10-08

We moved very slowly round the sharp
curves Of the canal out OF Gouda. and st no
time went faster than mans quick walk
mus 1t was easy for the numerous re5dler
boats TO hitch alongside the craft and sell
Their bresd. cheese, butter. milk and vegeta-
oieS, being lowed a mile or two in the pro
cess We were fairly successful with our linn.
ned Dutch in asking them the names of
places. Who ate DATE sounds uirrerish
Out is the proper way OF pronouncing mot of
speliingi What place is thatg" II one man
only replied We understood and could snor
the place on the map, but generally three or
Tour would shout out the name together. and
tnen the result Wa confusing, being double
Dutch with q venA ance
We glded dreamily along the broad canal
passing bosAoop: a collection of brightly col
ored dolls houses on both sides of the canal
with well Kept gardens, smart summer houses
with compiacept notices. as ''Ons Genoeseu-
t'Our Delight'1. The womeu's washing tubs
us They are sunk In the canal at
the loot OF each garden, and have a ledge
around Il taeSe tie housewife may stand
dry foot, though up TO her matronly waist
III water, anu wash her clothes in the canal
without STOPPING. There WAS ever the same |
'leSiin oil passing craft, sailing, and towed |
y sleslierS, nols>S, and by DOS
vi course IL is common sight TO see small /
arts orawr aicns tie streets and roads BY |
aoxs' out 1t looked outiandish to- ses dou
Wichita eagle., 1889-10-08
Some Cleans of Reason Left.

The desperate adventurer had taken his
place in the barrel that was to carry him
safely through the raging whirlpool or dash
against the rocks and toss in splintered frag-
ments on the foaming waters beneath whose
treacherous waves his mangled body should
feed the fishes
Are you ready for the closing of the man
holeF" inquired an assistant
MOP he exclaimed in a deep voice, as he
rose up in his barrel and looked about him
with iron resolution written in every line of
his pale face. II may be- meat for the fool
killer, he continued, ''as the newspapers say
l am, but if this should be my last trip I'm
not such billy -be-dad-dinged fool as to want
to be found with these things on my bodyl"
Taking from his pocket small box be
threw it away, crouched down in his Harrow
quarters again. and in a few minutes his
barrel like craft was tossing about in the
angry maelstrom.
What had he thrown away, do you aski
Only package of cigarettes Chicago Trib-
nne
1t Is estimated That In London the evening
papers print no fewer than $50 $50 copies
every day, whereas thirty years ago they
did not issue II, coo altogether. OF the morn
Ing journals there are two that boast of print
ing more than 500, 900 copies between them
for the days supply.
Wichita eagle., 1889-10-08

With the exception of tho katydids and the
throbbing Tyres OF vespsr tree crickets, or an
occasional tree toad, the woods, however,
are usually comparatively silent at night
1t is In the wet lowlands where we find the
chief nocturnal activity. The midnight sum-
mer swamp or marshy pond is literally pal
pltatlnS with a life unknown to sunlight: the
ripping moon dancing tiligree attendance
among the reeds, and speeding in wavy
chase across the deeps peopled now with
pouts and eels, which the daylight angler
would have sought In vain. The lizards tails
CSaururus) shake their dropping plumes with
a Temor all inconsistent with the lstless
breeze. The pickerel weeds stir with sub
merged life, and the quivering tips of the
reeds betray tho rude progress of the turtles
toward the shore, as they seek the sandy
banks to pile their nests of eggs.
The placid sleep Of the pond is vexed with
muititudlnous tickle, marked by the spang-
ling touch of the moonlight insect broods: of
huttering caddis flies now making their first
essay with their new found satin wings.
emerging by the legion from their water
baskets or crystal mosaic tubes, everywhere
among the bordering shadows; while myriad
ephemerle spread their palid wings, and
dance their midnight revels, making merry
through their short, sunless day of life,
winch, perchance, ends with the dawn. The
muskrat, or the mink leads a long. silent.
gHtterlnS trail across the CLASSY water, or
with splash at the brink, sets the lily pads
and spatter docks in gliding dance on the
rlpples, and starts upon their telltale chase
across the pond a hundred cleaning circles
at whose common center, though hid in YER
durous gloom at the bank, random rifle /
oan would surely win its sleek and dripping
quarry, now crouched in muddy tracks, with /
iuckless prey OF frog or tadpole
What with the sprightly pipes of the hvla
treetoads now celebrating their nuptials in
their native ell -nent, and later the tre,nulous
drool of the toads and the tramp and splash
OF the bullfrog, together with the rasping ac-
of the cone head inps among
the se1geS, tie midnight swamp VIII sing in
Scribner
Wichita eagle., 1889-10-08

The following story Of friendship between
two dogs may, think, interest some of your
readers. Some time ago, used often to stay
with friend in Wiltshire, whose park is
separated from the house by a lake which is
about hundred and fifty yards broad at the
narrowest part. Being extremely fond of
animals, | soon became intimate with two
delightful dogs belonging to my hostess, a
large collie called Jasper. and a rough skye
terrier, Sandle. The pair were devoted
friends, if possible always went out together,
and, sad to relate, even poached together
One afternoon | called them, as usual. to 90
for walk, and making my way to the lake,
determined to row across and wander about
In the deer park. Without thinking of nv
two companions l got into the boat and
pushed off. Jasper at once jumped into the
water, and gayly followed the boat; half
way across he and were both startled by
despairing bowls, and stopping to look back,
we saw poor little Sandie running I'D and
down the bank, and bitterly bewailina the
cruelty of his two SO called friends in leaving
him behind
Hardening my heart, I sat still in silence,
and simply watched. Jasper was clearly dis
tressed; he swan round the boat, and looking
up into my face said Enthusiastically with his
wise brown eyes, why don't you go to the
reScuef Seeing, however, that | showed no
signs Of intelligence be made up his mind to
settle the difficulty himself. SO turned and
swan back TO forlorn little Sandie; there
was moments pause, suppose for explana-
hons, and then. to my surprise and smuse-
ment, Jasper stood still, half out and half in
the water, and Sandie scrambled on to his
back, his front paws resting on Jasper's neck,
who swan across the lake, and landed him
safely IN the deer park l need not describe
the evident pride of the one, or the gratitude
If the other.-London Spectator
Wichita eagle., 1889-10-08
RECORD BOOK.

County Superintendent Penoe's class
ifacatiou register is the most COM
plete thing OF the kind ever published.
John Mcdonald, editor OF the Western
School Journal, writes: al examined
Superintendent Pence's Classification Reg
lister, and was much pleased with 1t. A
number OF superintendent pronounce It
superior 10 any other now before the peo-
pie. and they are OF the opinion that the
Register should be placed in our county
schools. There is no reason why kan.a.
money should be going 10 distant cities
when we have a better article in our own
state. Address 4 p. MURDOCH.
Manager EAGIE
Wichita eagle., 1889-10-08
Getting Even viii r.::s &c. Conaemned.


Nearly . score q years ago, when was
reporter on a St. Louis daily, an atrocious
murder was committed in locality about
two hundred miles away. A farmer killed
bis wife, mother and brother, and then coolly
sat down on the doorsteps and waited to DO
arrested. He admitted the crime, explained
his reasons, and in due course of time was
convicted and sentenced to be hanged A
few days previous to the date of execution
we got sly pointer that the murderer was
going to make a statement or confession of
startling interest, and the city editor bundled
me off in hurry to get scoop" found
the sheriff very good natured man, and
very soon after my arrival l was permitted
to see the condemned. Iexplained why had
come, and he replied:
"Yes, | am going to make a statement; but
how do know you are what you representa-
"Here is my card?'
"But that won't 60 Any one can print
what he likes on a card want a certificate
from the paper"
| telegraphed to the city editor, and he
telegraphed me back character" but the
prisoner shook his head and said:
II can't take anything of that sort. l
want written certificate"
1t took me two days to get it, and was in
a sweat all the time for fear some other pa
per would get onto the case lost no time
in getting up to the Jail with the paper, and
the condemned read it carefully, and then
observed:
II am now quite satisfied that you are all
right"
And now for the statement replied,
getting out paper and pencil
'Well, you can say that after mature re-
fection have decided to declare that l am
innocent Of the murder of which have been
convicted"
"But-but-you"-
That's the statement, sir, and that's all.
claim to be an innocent man Good night
l had been badly sold That was the sum
and substance of the sensation, and indeed
all he would say New Cork Sun
Wichita eagle., 1889-10-08
St Louis and Kansas CITY Cbean.

The Missouri Pacific railway. the St.
Louis short line, will sell round trip tickets
to ST. Louis and return for $3.50. These
tickets viii be sold September 2, s. 9. II,
II. IS, p, 20 and 30, October 3, IA and H.
On October 10 IL inclusive the round trip
Iare VIII only be Sl335, Cheap rates to
Kansas City September - and il, IS 20 for
the round trip. The Missouri Pacific IS
the shortest line to St. Louis by forty
eight miles, and makes the quickest time
by over two hours. Leaving here at l2:l5
p. IN. you arrive at ST. Louis next morning
at GAO without change of cars. For infor-
nation or tickets call at city ticket office,
lo9 North Nam streets. or depot Office, cor
ner Second and Wichita streets.
+. +. BLECKLEY,
Passenger and Ticket Agent,
u 49, North Main street.