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Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-09-24
JOHN CHAPMAN, OF RAMAPO.
A Long-Felt Want which Fat Man Re-
fused to Recognize.

A Long-FeIt Want which Fat Man Re-
fused to Recognize
It was late boat crossing the Erie
ferry, and there were only three or four
passengers in the mems cabin. One or
them was a thin man with long linen
buster and tall white hat Although
there were many vacant seats, this pas
senger, after deliberate inspection OF
the interior, went to the far corner OF
the cabin and sat down in a seat next
to fat man with a big valise.
John Chapman, of Ramapo! ex-
claimed the spare man. How are
you to-night?" The fat man stared a
moment at the speaker and then said:
II am not John Chapman, of Ramapo,
but am quite well tonight"
Not John Chapman, of RamapoP"
said the thin man, apparently surprls-
ed. why, are you sure?"
''WeI, guess / ought to know who
I ann exclaimed the fat man.
Certainly, sir, certainly; to be sure"
replied the thin man. But mercy!
How could be so mistaken? Why, if
I had gone on with what 1 had on my
mind l would have been mortified be-
| yond measure! / was so sure you We're
John Chapman, of Ramapo."
mistakes like that frequently hap
pen." said the fat man.
"Yes, / know" said the thin man.
''It is not the mistake 1 deplore so
much. The thought of the mortitica-
| ton / would have suffered if had gone
on and done what had on my mind,
and then found that you were not John
Chapman, of Ramapo, is what annoys
me- Mercy!' The fat man bowed.
YES indeed" continued the thin
man. II don't know what made me
pause on this occasion, for I always go
right up to John, and without cere-
mony say: Loan me dollar till to-
morrow Now if l had done that to-
night and, after you had loaned me the
dollar, l had discovered that you were
not John Chapman, of Ramapo, just see
how deadly my modification would
have been. Mercy! 1t makes me cold
| to think of it.
The fat man assured him, with
smile, that there would have been no
occasion whatever for modification on
that score
Thanks! ;thanks!' exclaimed the
thin man. you are very kind. But
don't know as l ought to accept it even
| until tomorrow IL you were only
John Chapman, of Ramapo, now! You
are exceedingly like him in looks and
manner!" The fat man bowed, but the
smile was missing. The boat was now
nearing her slip.
''If. as you say, my fears of being
mortified beyond measure if had gone
at you as John Chapman, of Ramapo,
are groundless,' said the thin man,
blandly, II will put the thought aside
and accept the loan-but only till to-
morrow! Only till tomorrow
The fat man grabbed his valise and
hurried on deck. looking back once or
twice to see if the thin man was in pur-
suit He wasn't. He sat still and
watched the fat man as he disappeared
across the gang-plank. Then he arose
and mopped his forehead with red
handkerchief
Its singular nowadays how tight
the money market is" said hen. Y.
Sun.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-09-24
HIS FIRST SLEEPING CAR.
The Young Briton Had Rather an Embar-
RAISING Experience.

The Young Briton Had Rather an Embar
RAISING Experience.
He was a stockily built young Brit.
Usher and this was his first visit to
America. His home is in Yorkshire,
and his English brogue could be cut up
into chunks as slippery and infinitesi-
NAL as your summer ice. 81 struck
my first sleeping car on the night of my
arrival in Canada" he said. 1T was
the first time l was ever in an Ameri-
can sleeping ear, though had heard of
them. To my surprise there were no
seats visible. These mysterious cur
tains hung on both sides of a narrow
aisle and the lights were turned down
low. | knew then that people We're
sleeping behind those curtains, for /
distinctly heard snore. / had no idea
where my bed was, don't you know,
and as for rummaging along indiscrimi-
nately-the cold chills went creeping
along my spine at the very idea. Some
American would kill me. Where do l
sleep?' finally asked the porter, COM
peeled at last to display my ignorance.
That black man looked at me minute,
his eyes getting bigger and whittier all
the time, and his mouth finally spread
so much / was alarmed. He took my
check. Number fo'teen, SAID he, right
han side, uppah.' Thanking him
alphabetically, went carefully among
the curtains until ! came to one with
card hanging in front of it with my
number. / had heard that Americans
usually undressed and went to bed just
as if they were at home; but l saw no
place to sit down to pull off my boots,
and I am a little modest anyhow, and
so thought I'd just lie down as / was
Pulling my curtains aside, i nearly
tainted when l discovered lady in my
| berth. She discovered me at the same
| time and gave yell that woke every
| body in the car but the man who
snored You could hear him blowing
away more distinctly in the painful
silence of the moment. At that time /
heard the prolonged ring of an alarm
| bell in the porter's room. That indi-
vidual came shutting down the aisle
among the tousled heads that were
| sticking out here and there and wanted
| to know what was the matter
"sOh say, porter" said L, Il don't
understand this-here's a lady in my
| berth
| 'Yo' berth is uppah, sab, 1 said up
| pahr The porter explained and he
| showed me shelf with bed on it
right above the lady.
"'Dear me- said 1, quite innocently,
4 never saw one before, and you'll par
| don me, I'm sure l heard more gig
Cling and shifting along the aisle, while
/ was trifie embarrassed, you know.
The lady had disturbed laughed pleas
antly and forgave me courteously.
"'How am to get up there, porterP'
| ''Climb, sab, climb replied the
black.
"'Step right on my bed,' said the
lady.
| Good gracious" she exclaimed, as ]
hoisted myself, if the Britisher hasn't
| gone to bed with his boots on!'
Everybody was now laughing at my
expense, you know, and, to tell the
truth, was so much amused at my adj
venture / could hardly refrain from
laughing myself. "-Washington Post.
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his wife came hurrying into the room
he had ceased to know if he wanted it
or not.
A great vein had burst. His life hung
by thread for days. All this while he
was unconscious. Then came a time
during which he saw distorted shapes
about his bed, and among them the
familiar, vet altered face of his wife.
He strove to ask her for that cherished
flask: did he fail to make his meaning
known? He could not decide; she had
not the look of one who even heard
him, apart from needing. There was
a deafness of unconcern in her feat
ures more stolid to him than stone.
One day all the ghosts had withdrawn
their grim shapes, and he found him
self living with clear intellect though
strengthless frame. Georgina entered,
and he saw her start little as she bent
her gaze upon him.
you're better he heard her say, as
if she were talking of the weather
having improved from rain to sunshine.
but you must not speak; you must not
try to speak. The doctor forbids it"
He did not try to speak. He had begun
to think of his beloved flask again.
1t might work marvels in him, though,
of course, it's fight with his disease
must end in final defeat. Still, he
wanted to do a certain thing regard
ing it. He yearned to enshrine the
formula of its creative process in a sort
of last will and testament for his eldest
son, Sylvan. He wondered, as he lay
there. mute and stirless, who 1.-The
~ 1,n 1-I ct
called in his old friend, Ross Thorndyke.
Presently he found this true. AS
| Thorndyke stood at his bedside "a fair,
| tall, stalwart man of his own age) May
nard feebly stretched forth one hand.
| The young doctor took it, but at once
commandingly, though softly, said:
You mustn't speak, Egbert. I'll get
you paper and pencil, old fellow, If
there's any thing you must tell me. But
| it's great deal better for you not to
bother your head about any thing in
life for the next five days at least"
Il wish that you would bring me, -
! MAYNARD was presently writing, 1.-The
large flask of white liquid which you
will find in my study"
Thorndyke left the room and was
gone a good while. MY dear Egbert, y
he said, on returning, Il can find no
trace of the flask of which you speak.
Could it possibly-?" and while May
nard interrupted him with quick mega
tive he lifted into sharp evidence sew
eral phials which he had brought from
| the laboratory.
MAYNARD had absolute confidence in
Ross Thorndyke. They had been warm
friends at Cambridge, and in a manner
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he suddenly turned. and saw that his
wife had seated herself. This seemed a
concession. and he at once paid heed to
it by dropping into seat opposite her.
She did not look conciliatory: she did
not even look indulgent. But he strove
not to care how she either looked or
felt, and flung one hand with intimate
abandonment toward the chaos of sci
entific utensils that filed the room.
You see all these, GeOrgina? Well,
I've gathered more than you guess from
NV long association with them. | need
rot tell you how strong was my pas
sion for science when l first came
over sea to Cambridge. At Columbia
College in New York had convinced
myself that | could excel as d chemist,
a physicist. a man of eager search into
the actual.
oh. You need not tell me this, Egg
bert | know it well enough. Why
should l not?''
But you thought it all waste of time
| after you had mean, after we were
married. =. Well, pursuing these
studies, became specially fond of the
wonderful and enticing ways of cleo
| tricity. 1t happened, about four years
| ago, that l employed this great and
mystic force during a series of essays
! in the line of chemical analysis. One
| day | drew back frightened from the re-
suit of Il certain experiment"
.'Frightened?" repeated Georgina. She
was clearly interested.
Instantly Maynard felt himself
| thralled by very enthusiasm of narra-
| ton. He again began to speak with
| great nimbleness of tongue, but with
sorry disregard of his auditor. Present
| " Georgina stopped him, ring of IA
| tirue in her tones.
Il don't understand your technical
| terms, Egbert. They confuse me. But
am | right in deducing from what
| you've already said that You found a
| certain new kind of electricity never
even conceived of before?"
He nodded eagerly. "Yes-yes: that's
| lust it. III be simpler: l should have
| been simpler when l first spoke. OF
! course YOU have seen toward what my
preamble tended: you're too Intelligent
not to have seen. One single eternal
principle of life spreads through the
whole universe. That principle, that
| essence, no mortal has ever yet at
| tanned. To attain it, as | soon shall do,
would in many cases have been defiance
| of death. For such an elixir"
"Elixir?" his wife broke in, with a
| faint, ieering laugh. That has very
! familiar sound, and not at all a credi-
BILE one"
| He bowed, with curt, swift acquies-
cence. ''Oh. yes. No doubt used the
wrong word IL has Cagliostro-like
| echo. I admit But l don't mean that
sort of thing bit, Georgina- l have ac'
eo,uplishsd. in partial way, the
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something that L saner and less pas
sionately excited mind might have called
a mere vision of its own ovcr-wrougEs
powers. burst upon him with delicious
violence of confirmation The dropping
stcms revived; the faded leaves grew
hardy and green: at the ends OF the slim
stems buds broke, and then swelled IN
til pink petals cleaned between their
dividing segments. At once these
petals unfolded. and rich roses were
born. 1t was the magic of the fairy tale
suddenly turned real; it was the giving
to necromancy an everyday gear.
But now what had suddenly happened?
Maynard, with colorless face and strain
ing eyes, leaned forward. The rose
bush was again its previous withered
self. Just the same old dry, thorny
stalk. and the same effete, blighted
LEAKAGE, What did this re-transforma-
ton mean? Had he dreamed the fanci-
full and walked to the real? In an
other moment he rose, staggering; his
brain whirled, and it seemed as if the
floor dropped away from him in CULTS of
darkness. Cropping for the bell-rope,
he pulled it twice or thrice. Then he
sank sank 1t was not with any
sense OF painful fall, however; /. was
more as if arms caught him and let him
gently down in their embrace. But he
passionately recollected and craved the
fluid. Where had he left it? All, he
was incapable of thinking where. And
vet he so wanted it, he SO wanted it! 4.
But soon afterward-even sooner than
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-09-24

to every nook and corner of the corpor-
alton, maintain magnificent public
parks, libraries, schools, etc, comforts,
conveniences and luxuries too numer-
Gus to mention. But that would bring
the millennium, and destroy specula-
ton in land. and the good people of
MuslSegon are hardly prepared to re-
ceive such shock at once. And SO it
follows that all the enormous profits of
this great boom will from this time on
find their way into the pockets of the
half dozen men who started it on its
way. The second grand sale of lots is
now going on, and they are selling at
S165. Lots on number of streets are
sold with restriction clauses to the eff
feet that no residence shall be erected
thereon at less cost than 81, 500,
s.. 900 or IS, 900, as the case may be,
thus insuring vastly increased values to
adjoining unso1d lots, and preventing
promiscuous assortment of residences
in a locality which it is desired to make
aristocratic.'
Besides having a first mortgage on
every dollar of the value which a grow
ing population will give to the land en-
braced in the corporation of Muskegon
Heights, the members of the 1mpf ove-
meut Co. have gathered in few fran
chises which may some day provide a
little pin money. For instance, Mr..
Howell has been granted by the village
council the exclusive privilege of fur
nishing the citizens with water for a
term of fifty years. Another gentle
man has the contract for furnishing
light for the same brief period, and still
another has a full swing at street rail-
ways.
In few years there will be city, a
half dozen men will own it, and thou
sands of people will pay tribute for the
scanty privilege of eking out meager
existence within its limits. Some may
wonder why it is, and may deplore the
situation. But it is so the world over,
and why look for better things at Mus
kegon Heights?
How does the boom affect the city of
| Muskegon?
| 1t is not intensely popular there. The
city has been advertised so extensively
that it is overrun with men seeking en-
ployment. Although a great deal of
building is going on in the burnt dis
trict and at the Heights, many carpen-
.ers, masons and painters are idle, and
wages are at the minimum. But these
matters soon adjust themselves and are
not lasting. Business is quiet, and
down town one hears very little of tho
| boom Those who are ''in it" are en-
thusiastic and active, and seem to feel
delight in recounting the advantages OF
Muskegon Heights over any place on
Gods green footstool.
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had continued so ever since. Two quail
tiles in the young physician had always
won his devout respect: Thorndyke had
a crystal reasoning power and veracl-
ty of robust vigor. To be at once SO
lucid-minded and so honorable was IN
itself passport into Maynard's admira-
ton. Il wish could keep Ross up more
than I do" he had often unused, and
not let him drop as I somehow must. ,
Still. since his marriage, Maynard had
smoked a good many social pipes in the
company of his friend, though latterly
they had seen less and less OF each
other, as the big hum and hustle OF
London had seemed to slip separatlvely
between them. While he now heard
DIR. Thorndyke speak, an expression OF
pain touched Maynard's hueless face:
He had swiftly suspected his VIE OF
duplicity; he could not refrain from the
belief that she had served him horrid
and stealthy trick.
To BE CoSTINUEol
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An Inherited Taxing Power.

Word comes from West Superior
Wis, that Charles d. Skillings, news
paper man there, has unexpectedly in
herited an estate valued at S., 600, 600.
Nearly one hundred years ago, an an
cester of his leased tract of land In
Maine to some body else's ancestor, for
a term of ninety-nine years. The term
having now expired Mr.. Skillinga
takes possession as an heir OF the
former owner Meantime, the city OF
Portland has grown up and spread over
the tract, and what was wild and al
most valueless section of the earth's
surface has become, on that account
an extremely desirable location-one
for the privilege of using which thou
sands of people are willing to pay hand
somely Mr.. Skillings has done nothing
to make this land valuable. Nor did his
ancestor, nor any of the line through
which he derives title. In no sense can
he claim pay for any service Hls
claim rests solely on the power his title
gives him of levying taxes on some OF
the inhabitants of Portland. These
taxes they must pay or move And
when they pay them, the taxes, instead
of being used for the benefit of Port
land. will be used for the benefit OF
lucky newspaper man out west.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-09-24
A Great Help to Him.

George Bashful-What do you think
Is the prettiest, the most appropriate
name that can be given to girl?
Miss Bessie (patly)-The name OF the
man she loves.
George Bashful-But that can only
bs dome when she names the day.
Miss Bessie-Well, make it next
Tuesday.
George Bashful-Miss Bessie you
have been a great help to me- ana
will ask you to
Miss Bessie-Be your heipmee1
George. promise.
And both heaved signs of relief at
least one size too large for them--N.
Y. Herald.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-09-24
CHAPTER II.

She watched him for few seconds
as though it had suddenly become
known to her that he had gone mad.
Then, obeying little gesture that he
made, she followed him and went with
him into the dusty, belittered room
where he had squandered, as it seemed
to her, so many half-idle hours. May
nard closed the window, for too strong
a breeze blew into the chamber. AS he
did so he watched n sunset that was
simply one luminous orange haze,
against which rose clusters of those red
chimney-pots which invest with charm
the forlornest London purlieus. Then
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-09-24

As A sign of the times and of the
progress of our ideas, the following is
interesting 1t was adopted few days
ago by the central council of the
Knights of Labor of Chicago:
Whereas, 1t appears that there will
be deficiency in the city funds avail
able for street cleaning and putting the
city in good sanitary condition for the
Worlds fair;
Resolved, That the aldermen of the
CITY be asked to meet this deficiency by
an increased tax on real estate that will
be directly benefited by the location OF
the Worlds fair, instead of by an in
crease in the amount of tax licensing
industrial pursuits, as has been pro.
posed by the mayor and covncil
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-09-24
Copyright, 1890, By Edgar Fawcettl

CHAPTER I.-CoSTlSUED.
When he came back to dinner he
found her rnNontedly grave. large
bridesmaid bill had just been sent in,
and she told him of it with a meaning
sigh. He answered her SO blithely and
indifferently that she stared at him in
cold surprise. The boys were more
jocund and clamorous than usual, and
once or twice she reprimanded them
with frown and a sharp word; but
Maynard playfully took their parts and
even craved grace for them as regarded
a second helping of dessert. while they
watched him with astonished eyes,
knowing well that papa was never
frosty like mamma and yet that such
tropical clemency in him was plainly
rare. After dinner it was still bright with
all the limpid lure of an English vernal
cleaning. The boys went out into the
ivied garden, and their merry voices
came to Maynard as he waited for the
moment in which the interview should
begin. His wife gave few orders to
the maid. and then was quitting the
room, when he softly went up to her
side and said in low voice:
u want little talk with you.
| mean no,c. Will you come into that den
| of mine? I'd rather speak there, if you
| don't mind
She turned and looked at him in a sur
prised and petulant way. Il had some
| things to mend" she answered. Il ~
| behind in my mending. You see, we
| can only afford two servants"
He smiled. and put his hand on her
| shoulder Soon it will not be like
| that with us, Georgina."
| She bit her lip, and keen CLEAN
priczed the dullness of her eyes. "Nhat
| do YOU mean?" she asked.
He almost whispered his next words,
now. for the maid was still present.
making her little official tinkles with
the glasses and forks of the deserted
| dinn'rtablc.
Il mean that I've a great and precious
secret to tell you, my dear. At times
nv breath almost fails me as | think OF
it. A kind of accident has put me in
the way of making an immense discov-
cry -one that shall not merely enrich
| YOU and me, but one that shall be a
| priceless boon to the whole wOrld.'
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-09-24
A Dear Hunt.

First Amateur Nimrod-Great Scott,
the brown thing that shot at was q
horse and not a stag! This is n pretty
deer hunt!
Second Amateur Nimrod-You bet Ia
will bet will cost US at least hun
dred dollars to square accounts with
the horses owner. -Munsey's Weekly.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-09-24
a ROMANCE
TWO BROTHERS
X EDGAR FAWCETT.

BY EDGAR FAWCETT,
AUTHOR OF THE CONFESSIONS OF CLACD."
IAN AMBITIOUS WOMAN" THE EVIL
THAT MEN Do" "a NEW YORK
FAMILY" ETC.
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his wife came hurrying into the room
he had ceased to know if he wanted it
or not
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Tortietans fOlst.)
@ereftet aug benz Nb9rumS bee
GIemH8.

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ben fur8en redten Rippen uno benz re&ten Sdulters
blatt, ~uniteter 9lppet,t, has finb 10 etntse Der abz
perfGptnben, penu Spftetter's Masenbttters ais
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siebuns TT es unhbertrefFta tn ietnen @irfunsen,
ME ne pcuftdnbise @teDerberiteluns Der @er6auz
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unb &heumattsmuS uno ein pcrtrefftiHe8 aGgemetne8
Stimulanaz unb @esuIterunsss Rrdparat.