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Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-11-20
WIN Indians Do Not snore.,

1t is pity we don't learn few les
sons from the original inhabitants Of
this continent and profit by them. Who
ever heard an Indian snore? II Indians
never snore why should the paleface?
I'll tell you why. Indians have, from
the beginning, lived and slept In the
open air. Scoring simply means sleep
ing with the mouth open-a most up-
healthy as well as hideous custom, the
proper sieve for the air being the nose.
For Indians to breathe through the
mouth would be to offer q receptacle for
many an unwelcome guest, as well as TO
warn the enemy Of their presence. To
guard against such evils, Indians are
taught 10 keep their mouths shut from
earliest infancy. Many time have
watched Indian mothers close their
babies mouths after putting them TO
sleep. Habit finally becomes second
nature; hence the Indian is the most
silent of animals.-KGte Fields Wash
ill9tOn-
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Were YOU ever in mining camp
dance hall? From early in the evening
until after midnight, and often until
davbreak, there is the sound OF music,
with dancing and drinking. After
every dance the man must treat The
girl either takes drink or receives q
paste5oard slip, which she cashes at
the bar. They make nights lively with
dancing and feats Of high kicking.
Everything goes, from the old Virginia
reel and square dance to the waltz and
Spanish fandango. These Rocky Noun
tvin dance hall girls never seem to tire.
1t is rough, hard life, but it is their
business. They are trained to 1t. Their
salary is SO night ana whatever they
can make cashing their checks Tor
dancing. At an elevation OF 5000 and
10. 900 feet, where the tenderfoot gets
out of breath with the least exercise,
these girls can dance all the night long
and never weary.
How they can dance and kickl Many
of them are graceful walters. When
business is good the scene often becomes
haisterous. Miners and cowboys swing
their gins With V'gas. And the girls,
not to be outdore By the I'm. like"gay-
ety. dancers, seize the bottom of'their
skirts, dance g jig, displaying liberal
amount of pretty hose, and, wnen MA
rious, think i1othlhg Of kicking OH
mans hat.
The crowd begins to assemble ABOUT
o'clock In the evening. By9 the
crowd is growing merry. The orches-
ira generally consists OF plano player,
fiddler and cornet blower, who occupy
seats on a platform In the rear. with
coats off, hats on or of, they start In
for the night. Old-time music Is played,
for that is the most popular. AS long
as dance girl has partner the musi-
clans must grind away, and that often
means until morning.
Dancing and gambling are often COM
biped under one establishment. Along
the sides of the hall are faro, keno, rou-
lette, California push, the red, white
and blue ball, stud horse poker, Span
ish monte and other gambling tables.
At the time OF any great mining camp
boom it is a gay and brilliantly lighted
scene that greets the eye on entering
the long hall. II 1t is the first time
the tenderioot has been in such place
he almost wonders if he will get out
alive. The air is heavy with cigar
smoke and the scent of liquor; the or
chestra is playing; the floor is filled
with dancers; there are hundreds OF
spectators watching both dancers and
gambling tables. Amid the din Is
heard the stentorian voice OF the floor
manager "calling" the dance. The
gambling tables are crowded, and some
times woman, with jeweied fingers
and sparkling diamonds, Is dealing
faro.
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ever.reYive enough to ask and receive
forgiveness from her husband.
Lucy did not dare to hope it. She
watched the breathing corpse, and
looked to see it any moment escape from
its bodily torture into death.
Edwin Brothertoft was but little
harmed by the flames. A single leap
had carried him through the fiery circle
which was devouring his wife as she sat
bound. In an instant he had dragged
her away over the falling floor, cut her
free and was at the window struggling
through. He had been almost stified by
the smoke, but his hurts were slight.
In few days he was at his wife's bed
side.
He alone could interpret the sad, sad
language of her suffering means. Her
soul, half dormant, in body ROBBED OF
all its senses, seemed to perceive bis
presence aud his absence by some splr-
itual touch. Would she ever hear his
words of peace ?
The red, ripe leaves grew overrlpe,
and fell aud buried October. Then
came the first days of November, with
their clear, sharp sunshine, and bold,
blue sky, and massive white clouds,
sailing with the northwest wind month
before the snowdrifts. Sweet Indian
summer followed. Its low southern
breezes whispered the dying refrain OF
the times of roses and passionate sun
shine.
Edwin Brothertoft sat by his wife's
window one twilight of that pensive
season.
A new phase in his life had begun
from the night of the rescue. BY that
one bold act OF heroism he had leaped
out of the old feebleness. He felt for
gotten forces stir in him. His long sor-
row became to him as sickness from
which man rises fresh and purified.
In this mood, with the dim landscape
before him, symbol of his own somber
history, and the glowing sky OF evening
beyond, symbolizing the clear and open
regions of his minds career henceforth
in this mood he grew tenderer for his
wife tina ever before.
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ing was altered except in one forlOrn

ing was altered except in one forlorn
spot.
There, instead of the fine old dignified
manor house, appeared only dew sod
den heap of cinders and ashes-the
| tragic monument of tragedy.
SIT did we'll to PERISH" thought Skier.
,rett. ut had sheltered crime. Its moral
atmosphere was tainted. The pure had
fed from it. Happiness never could
dwell there.
Peter stood leaning against great
oak tree and studying the scene. The
autumn leaves around him dallied and
drifted, and fell into the lap OF earth
He fingered, he hesitated aad let his
looks daily with the vagrant leaves. as
they circed and floated in the quiet air,
choosing the spots where they would lay
them down and die.
Just now he was in such eager haste,
and now he hesitated, he. fingered, he
shrank from an interview he had ar
IDENTIFY anticipated.
The fair girl he had aided to save
from miserable fate-her face seen for
a moment dimly by starlight ever
haunted him. These heavy sorrows
coming upon her young life filled him
with infinite pity. As he thought OF
her the undeveloped true lover in him
began to develop.
Ard now, standing in this place where
he had first seen her in a moment oil
peril, where he had felt the grateful
pressure of her hand, he perceived how
large and vigorous his passion had grown
from these small beginnings.
He feared the meeting he had yearned
for. 1t was to assure him whether this
was really love he felt, or but another
passing fancy like the others past.
And if it were the great, deep love he
hoped--if, wnen he saw her face and
touched her hand and heard her voice
again, his soul recognized hers as the
one companion soul---this filled him
with another dread.
For if to know himself lover and
half foresee that, after long and thor
ough proof of worthliness, he might be
beloved, were the earliest thrill OF an
immortal JOY, so this meeting, II IL
named him lover and yet convinced MIN
by sure token that his love should never
be returned, was the first keen pang oi
q sorrow Unreasonable.
No wonder that he waited and traced
the circuits OF the falling leaves, anu
simulated to his mind hundred motives
for delay.
1t was so still In the warm, sunsnIhy
afternoon THAI be could hear the crum,
bling cinders fall in the ruins, and all
about him the ceaseess rustic OF the
showering foliage.
Bat presently a noise more articulate
sounded on the dry carpet OF the pain
behind him. a light footstep was com
ing aoRly toward this desolated spot;
1t slened TO Skerrctt that he OWNED
whCse step would bring her hlther 10
rea again the lessons Of the ruins.
III, walked forward little that his
srdAa appearance against the OAK
mialt not sJartle the newcomer. lie
s,uo,,d not turn. 1t was new to the
brace and ardent fellow to perceive
timidiry in his heart and to evade an en-
counter With any danger.
The footster quickened-s woman's
surely. In moasent he heard sweet
voice call his name.
A shy and timorouS call, gentle,
trembling tone, it came through the
sunshine and made all the air mGs'G-'.
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'' Don't, boys, don't sIas .Ass song
Mis-. nr.ddon,. FIr,t Novel.

The majority of the novels OF to-day
are written by women. OF these one Of
the best known Is Miss Braddon. A
storyis told OF her first book, Lady
Audleys Secret" A magazine called
Robin Goodfellow, a feature OF which
was to be new novel, had been start
ed. At the last moment a difficulty
arose in regard to this story, and II was
feared that the publication Of tho perl
odical would have 70 be postponed.
What was TO be done? Miss Braddon
hoard OF the difficulty and offered 10
write the story.
There is no Time" replied the pub
Usher.
How long could you give me?' asked
Miss Braddon.
"Until tomorrow morning"
sat what time tomorrow mornlnBl
'If the first instaIlmeDt were on my
table tomorrow morning." nc repnen'
Indicating by his tone aud manner the
utter lmpossibility Of the thing, III
would be I'm time.
The next morning the publisher found
upon his table the opening chapters OF
Lady Audley's Secret. London I'd
Bus.
Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-11-20

Among the players are often found
the dark-haired senorItas, who delight
in game with Spanish card:
which they carry with their cigarette
package.
The floor manager Is prominent per
son. and he is chosen for his might.
Two I've got, aud two more l want. =
he shouts out in tone that can DC dis
tinctIy heard by all. BE waIds around
the hall in his shirt sleeves, sporting .
negro minstrel diamond and watch
chejn OF solid gold whose heavy links
look almost strong enough TO haul
saw log. -Four couples are DOW ready.
Then along comes a nth. Tome
or. boys." he says, ''and make IL o
donhle header If they are slow 10
responding the girls without partners
ao into the crowd Ia search OF one.
Sailing the nearest man they generally
Succeed in pulling him out on the door,
rotwitbstauding his resistance, and
making him dance, which &c, Of course
has to pay for. -
Gan ready" cries out the iioor hen-
sger. The pianist thuncers Al ~
keys. the cornet player strikes iou9
nose' the fiddler brings down the wei
rosined bow with rwaDg. "fir-rr-rf
! ~ fo-our fo-o-ord and ba-a-ack agaa%
ll,snln shouts che floor manager and
other dance begins.
To this set Iba cowboy. He Is -
,nc his s'ch124' and spurs, the
| i.ogling % tlIsfioor as he goes tai
Il ||
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climbed to the top Of the ridge and
halted TO rest where the old cedar stood
barring the way.
Jierck Dewitt came painting up to the
summit
lie turned and glanced hastily over
the hazy breadth Of slumberlng lahu-
scspe below.
Belts Of mist laysin the little valleys.
Beyond was the river, broad, white
halfway, like a Woodland beyond again
the black heaps of the mountains west
ward. Here aud there in the vague
dot OF light marked a farm house. Inc
lanterns of British frigates were to De
seen diminishing like reflections OF stars
II NAV have been fancy, but in the
silence Lucy thought that she heard the
far away so I'd OF the Tartar's oeii
striking four cells, ten o'clock, and her
consorts responding.
Jierck continued peering intently into
the dark.
His seeming alarm communicated IT,
self 70 the party.
"What is it?" said Brothertoit. DO
you fear pursuit?"
'sNO," whispered Jierck.
His monosylable sent shiver to all
/ their hearts. There was a yelled
I scream in this single wOrd-a reyela-
/ ton Of some terrible panic awaiting
I them.
Il must see farther, resumed Dewitt
/ in the same curdllng tone, ana ne
! Sprang up the mound on the right.
Edwin Brothertoft, impressed by THIS
/ strange terror, followed.
He was within a dozen feet OF the
summit and its wider reach OF view
when Jierck leaped down and seized
him tight by both shoulders. Jierck
! caught breath. Then, with his face
close to the othor'S-"My God. he
I Missed, "Tve set the house on ire
We've left that woman there, tied, to
| burn to death"
Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-11-20

some one OF the boys cry out, Pop. an
other fellow has got It, at the same time
pointing out a man who had become alb
sorbed IN reading some chapter. My
bar, theatre and gambling establishment
clearfd me 100000 in one year in the
pioneer days at Leadville.
Pop" Wyman later became resi-
dent OF Denver. His face, oddly enough,
bears striking resemblance to that OF
Henry Ward Beecher. BE brought with
him the old Bible when be moved to this
city, which tens Of thousands have read
in the old Leadyille barroom. / had
met him In hotel at Grand Junction,
COL, where he had gone 10 look after
ranch he owned near that place. He
is now dead and has just been
buried. The secret of the old
Leadvile Bible may never be known.
Joe jenkins, from Kansas City, aud for
several years connected with Leadvlle
journalism, was the one whom "Pop"
Wyman said would tell me the secret IL
ever any one revealed 1t. But don't
think he saw Mr.. jenkins after his talk
with me, and the secret connected with
what some considered the most historic
Bible IN the Rocky Mountains will prob
ably remain a mystery for all time.
recall an interesting scene In Ar
bour'S dance hall, ia Silver Cliff, In the
winter OF 1S7S-79. The Silver Cliff ex-
element then ranked only second 10
that OF Leadyille, aud thousands were
rushing TO the new Eldorado. The
great dance hall was crowded with
miners, prospectors and tenderfeet all
the evening. Two long rows OF gaming
tables had also been running at full
blast, and at midnight there came
lull In the dancing for lunch. Some
Of the boys took possession OF the
platform, and a Young fellow dressed
in jacket and dveralls threw his
SLOUGH hat back on his head aud struck
up some familiar tune on the piano.
There were about dozen In the party
who joined In the singing. Suddenly
one OF the boys started up Home.
Sweet Home" The young man at tho
piano struck In with an accom- pauiment,
and that old time song Of loved ones
aud home as3Ociations began to oil the
great hail. iPop" Arbour was soon seen
raining towatd the orchestra platform.
He HAD 40 nsiection To Gospel hymns,
but entered a ptot ,A.grN's'- =, sweat
Home"
Don't, boys, don't sIis snaf song
here"
"Why not?" asked one the boys. 4,
"You will make all the girls no q
sick and break up tho dance hall. Sng
any song you want to, but not Home,
Sweet Home.'Y In the first days OF q
boom the dance hall Is TIE prominent
doomed feature. II you want to learn
the latest news go to the dance hall.
The new strikes in the camp are re-
ported there. The dance hall gossip Is
a bulletin Of the news Of the day.
have seen Sunday school Superlntend-
ents and old church deacons OF the
East mingling In the crowd. And back
OF the history Of some OF these girls Is
a romance weird and thrilling.
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pApr THREE-cHAPTER XIX


= General Vaughan came down
the river from Kingston, smelling OF
arson. Sir Henry Clinton destroyed the
Highland forts and retired TO New York.
The Continental outposts forthwith re-
occupied Peekskill.
With them came Peter Skerret, and
there were bristles on his upper lip a
week or so old.
He FASTENED at once toward the Bilsby
farm, where the Brothertofts had found
shelter. He turned aside on the way to
see the ruins of the manor house
1t was still brilliant October. II the
trees that first put on crimsons and pur-
ples now were sere and bare. later com
ers kept up the pageant Indeed the
great oaks had only just consented to
the change Of season. Il took sharp
frosts 10 sconrge green summer out OF
them.
The woods seemed IS splendid 70 Peter
skefrett as when he looked over them
s. the day OF his adventure here Moth
n |..
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show. Tohelda lace -ormerly run by
Pop" Wyman still las the clock on
which he had in scrped the following;
"Please don't swear. Here IT was thai
"Pop" had a cost, Bible, already IA
mons In the hist.ry OF the frontier.
chained to MS bar 81 have been asked
ten thousand tines" he recently said
to me, why, lad that Bible chained
TO my bar. / hive never told any one
the reason why. L have promised the
secret TO but on, man, but IL l should
die suddenly tn. chances are that no one
will ever know But there was q reason
for having thss Bible at my bar. 1t has
been reSd by nanya man drunk aud BY
many mansober. l have often had
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hoped to handle and furl the flames as
they would Tapping maintopsail In a
gale. By this time the manor people
were also hurrying up, with neighborly
intent to fling looking glasses and
crockery from the windows and save
them.
The Tartars were exhilarated by the
splendid spectacle Of fire in revolT Ii
was indeed wild and passionate scene.
From every window fingers OF flame
beckoned the world to behold il. And
now on Lucy's turret fire had hoisted Its
banner as in castle the flag goes up
when the master comes to hold holiday
Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-11-20
PART THREE-CHAPTER XVI.

Edwln'Brothertcft shook of.the mans
clutch Of horror and stared southwark
a dull glow, Ike the light Of moon
rise through mist, was visible close tC
] the dark line of the horizon.
Instantly, as be looked, the glow deep
ened. The black mass of the Suanol
house appeared against the light. The
IRE must be in the rear and below. An
alarm gun from che frigate came boom
Ing through the silence.
While they stood paralyzed Edwin
Brothertoft spranc down from the
mound, tore his daughter from the sad
die, and was mounted himself quick as
thought.
Il must save her." he cried; "your
mother, my wife,"
lie was gone.
A moment they could see the white
horse, like a flash OF light, as she flung
down the breakueck hillside.
Then she leaped into the mist, and
moment more they could near her hoots
ciatterins.
They stood appalled, and speeches..
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PART THREE-CHAPTER ~.

PART THREE-ChAF1Eh AN1'
Edwin BrothertOit came gal
Looping up to the flames. Had he won
This race, with a life for its prize?
The maddened mare tore forward as
n she would leap in among the loud riot
there.
Fire everywherel A mob OF arrogant,
roaring, irenzied flames possessed the
cellar aud the ground floor. Each Win
dow, so long a peaceful entrance Tor
snnbeams. now glOwed with light within
ortbruSt out great cruel blades OF IRE,
striking At darkness. Fire Sheathed the
base OF the turret. Agile flames were
climbing ND its sides, and little playful
flashes seized the creeperS that over
hung Lncy's window and, clinging to
those. Deered in through the panes,
looking for such diet as they crayed.
The husband turned the corner OF the
house and galloped up to the window
that window where al hour ago be had
stood gazing at the proud, hateful lace
OF the woman he loved so bitterly.
The white horsgand its rider looked
IN AT the window. And this Is what
the one quick, comprehensive glance OF
horror showed them, as draft OF alr
dragged the snoake away:
OoDosite. on the wall, the two heaoS
of the picture were just yielding 10 the
flames around them. Little ouds OF
flame were spyouung through the lioor'
nttIe tepdrils wreathing doors and draw
ing a closer circle about the ngure al
tbe center. There she sat as II TINS
scene was prepared 10 illuminate nei
beauty. A gust OF air lifted the smoke
/ Ike a curtain, and there she was SIT
ting. her black hair towering above hei
/ nale forehead, her white arms bound 70
the chair and the red light of her dia
moDd resting upon her white bosom.
The smoke had half suffOcated her
Rnt she was revived by the sudden nooo
of air as a burned door gave way. Sh'
tnrned toward the window. Did hel
| snirit tell her that the neart she mac
Wounded was there? She lifted her Zee
/ hla bead as her husband dashed for
ward, and it seemed 70 him thae auiO
All the snarling and roaring OF th'
flames he could hear her moan, "heip
/ Edwinl Helpr
The bulbs of fame through the nool
shot mp and grew rank, the wreaths o
sa,oes reached out and spread 1ast a.
,bs beautiful tendrils OF magic vine, tn'
snolle drlfted together again aud hls
80 room and the figures sitting there
Over me CARPET Of flame, through tn
So,yer of flame, where long strsamer
ss5der than autumn hung and climbed
LINEN the thick, binding, sutfocat
~ ~. : rs 81 cling smoke, Edwin Brothertof
I sprane IN to save his VIE. 80.
a. Cod help him, for MS love = s.5oee .
1hsRv ISIS time. from the Tartar tr'kav
! liz a on ,ans0rts, boats crews VET
YER htlRun be burning house 1ne'
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Perfect FaIth.

La Graciosa, lovely imp Of four. has
that absolute faith which the clergy
men are always scoldin0 Us for not pos
sessing. II she doesn't get just what
she wants, however trifiIng. she viii lift
her hands appealingly TO heaven and
rolling her great black eyes upward will
exclaim in tragic tones:
''0h, God. give me an applel'--Nelc
York Recorder.
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Heartbeak by heartbeat it seemed
that the fire grew intenser. All the
world was blotted out for the gaZers,
except thai one red spot, like dis
placed mOonrise, far to the southwark.
Fire was not master yet. Who could
saw? Only three long miles. He might
save her. Other succor might come.
Lucy gave one more look into that
ocean of mist where she knew her father
was struggling. Then, quick but quiet,
she seized poor Jierck Dewitt'S arm.
Come" she said; "Show me the way
the shortest way. l will follow my
father