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Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09

An Incident of Low Lie In an Idaho Mining
Town.

'Popg"
A little boy stood beside q gambling table
long ago in an Idaho mining town and ad-
dressed this trembling word to one OF the play
ers. says writer in the Detroit Free Press.
The father a rough man with great,
sinewy hands, grizzled face and thin, merci-
less lips.
But his eyes-how vicious and utterly lost
the light that flashed from their reddish balls,
''say. pop. when you goin' homer"
Again the timid voice came to the rough
man and he laid down his cards deliberately
that blazed from those eyes only too well. and
he drew back and huddled himself together in
plteous but mute appeal for mercy.
What's that to you. you young whelp? Git
ont o here. now, an don't you waste a mint or
/ ii be the death o you. Are you goin'y'
Slowly, sadly, the little fellow turned and
walked to the saloon door. Then he paused to
look back. and found those vicious red eyes
still fixed upon him, and the voice came to his
ears:
what you stoppin' fur? Giti"
And gulping down n sob that was rising In
his throat the boy passed through the door.
For another hour the players silently played
their CARDS. and the rough man said as he took
the pack in his haa6s:
"How many cards. Pete?"
But before Pete could reply there came the
quIverinS words:
Pop, hain't You mos done?"
The rough man cried out an oath and turned.
He did not say a word, but he drew back his
great sinewy fist Go strike the shivering child.
"Eold up. Ike Baker, cried Pete, leaning
across the table &nd catching the raised arm;
don't you hit ira"
There was deyilishness in the red eyes, and
had he struck at would have been Q blow to
kiiL.
For moment not sound was heard. and
then came the noise of q scufhs from an ad-
joining table.
''0le Copper is havin' il out with Big jerry"
volunteered n bystander.
A moment later pistol shot was heard-one
shot was ala shot that laid the little boy with
trembling voice low on the saloon floor. A
higher power had made of Big Jerry an instru-
ment in concentrating a merciful deed.
Good God, Ike. cried Pete, Big Jerry has
killed yer boyi"
Not the culver OF a muscle, not q shadow OF
expression crossed the rough mans stolid face.
He cast one glance OF his vicious red eye toward
the little, lifeless heap the floor. then draw
ing a revolver he turned IL upon Big Jerry and
shot him dead where he was standing.
',Blood for blood, he muttered, catching mp
the pack once more with his sinewy hands.
"How many cards did you say, Peter
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09

SIZE HAD MARKED THE POEM BIZ DEEP RED CROSS.
come, glowing beauty and Q rare gift of fascina-
uon She had slain '.her hundreds' in her
time, and, In fact, this was still her favorite
pastlme. On this particular winter she had
fallen prey to the universal enemy, the grip.
Ii lett her 30 weak that her physician insisted
upon two or three months OF perfect quiet
before the regular summer campaign COM
menced and recommended Dundee.
Arrived there she lost no time in following
the directions Of her physician, and sent for
the best doctor in the town. It thus hap
Pened that before Gertrude Lenain had been
IN dundee two hours DR.. Lagrange was at her
oedsiae She had expected to be very much
bored during her stay in the little village, but
the moment she saw the young doctor she
knew she had found some one with whom to
amuse herself. She insisted on his paying
her professional calls every day, and 1t was
not long before she was really interested in
him. He was so boyish. so trusting and al
most childiike in many Of his ways, and yet SO
scholarly and well read. He was SO frank and
open-hearted. and yet so reserved and digni-
fed; so quiet and gentle; he perplexed as well
as pleased her. As for the young doc
tor, this woman was a revelation to him;
wonderful break in the monotony
OF his lie. When he was with her ho lost
ali reserve. She was Fever surprised at
anything, and, always sympathetic. she was
lenient in her religious views and tolerant of
the small SINS Of mankind. Her manner was
caressing and nattering and he always came
away from her pleased and satisfied with him.
self. Muriel was entirely different, she was 20
careful and exacting about everything. Her
religion was such u deep, solemn truth, and
entered into every phase Of her life. After be-
ing with ner ne was always possessed with Z
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09
Couldn't Get That Class Of Men.

From the Chicago Tribune.
She was q fashionably dressed woman, and
she was evidently angry. When she had So
cured the attention Of the street lailway Official
she indignantly stated her case.
'As understand it, madam" he said when
she had finished. 'you were standing ON the
corner when the street car came along"
Eyes, sir; was waiting for it"
"But it didn't stop?'
at didn't even slow up; II went right BY"
"Did the driver SEQ you?"
Certainly he did. He looked straight ct
me-"
"And Of course you signaled him to stop"
''Signaled him to stopr' she exclaimed.
''Why, wasn't standing on the corner"
Certainly, but"
WAS it necessary for me to wave my parasol
do look like a woman who stands ON
street corner for amusement"
mo, indeed, but occasionally Q woman stops
on corner for moment to wait for q car 70
60 by before she crosses the street Sometimes
she Is simply trying to decide where shs viii 20
next"
Yes but your driver. sir, ought to"
II know, know" he interrupted I'VE have
tried to get that kind of men for driyers but
We couldn't do it. They wanted too much
money; We have two ON the line, but We
couldn't get any more"
What are you talking about sir?' abe asked
sharply.
Mind readers, madam; mind readers. This
man never claimed 70 be ono, DO don't know
that can"
But she was gone, and now she Gays he d the
rudest man she ever saw. but she signals the
driver 70 stop when she wants car.
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vague restlessness, dissatisfied with himself and
full OF self-reproach He never said anything
to Iuriel that would betray his love for her.
but he often spoke of her to Gertrude. and told
in glowing terms of her beauty, her loftiness Of
mind and pure ideals Gertrudcsoon discovered
that he was in love with Muriel Morton, but
she only laughed and said to herself: Some
pretty school girl, who has captured his fancy
for q time
As the days passed by and as Mrs. Lenain
grew to know her physician better she saw
that his ambition and talent would make him
learning to love HIM with as deep and sincere
emotion as it was possible for her to feel. She
saw all that he might become with the help of
her influence and wealth and redoubled her
efforts to gain and keep his affection. Mean
time as the summer approached Percy Lagrange
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09

one OF the mos: distinguished physicians in
B You will find among paintings by famous
artists little group Of water colors and pencil
sketches, the work OF an inexperienced hand.
They occupy the place Of honor, and in spite
OF their crudeness show the dawnng Of great
talent. The doctors wife will tell you that
they are the works o: little Jim, and then you
will hear If the artist of the Broad Street Hos
pital and how he only lived few short years
after he came to live with his beloved doctor.
She will tell you that it was little Jim who
brought about the doctors happiness and hers
ami show you tho rude sketch that she values
more than her finest painting-the little pencil
sketch OF the doctor drawn by the loving fir
gers Of the artist of the Broad Street Hospital
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09
MRS. CLEVELAND's COTTAGE.
A Pretty Little Home That Attracts Passers-

A Pretty Little Home rhatsAttracts Passers.
by.
From the New York Herald
Mrs. Cleveland may or may not be . good
housekeeper, but she certainly has q very
pretty home here among the pine trees, and
she knows how to make it attractive and the
passersby curious.
The spell Of the woman is over it all.
There are windows upstairs, down stairs and
on every side, and each one has q touch Of
beauty in it. The soft muslin curtains are tied
back with:strawberry ribbons: fastened to the
spindle-cornered rockers and fddle-back
chairs ease-inviting head rests and slumber
bags covered with bright satins and yelvets
may be seen; upstairs one window sill is filed
with white and yellow chrysanthemums, and
another is gorgeous with scarlet geraniums in
full bloom.
Occasionally there is the figure Of a woman,
with soft brown hair, sitting in the sunlight
gently rocking to and fro. Her back is toward
the window pane, but her head is bent, and
the object on her lap may be a book or some
thing vastly better than any love story that
ever was written. Then there is another. a
stronger picture, on the west side of the cot
tage; representing the living. portrait of a man
sits at small redwood desk, the width of the
sash, with grill-work trimming running
across the top, above which the characteristic
face is just visible. Unless an intruder ap-
pears upon the scene his eyes are not raised
from the papers that crowd him for desk ROOM
FROM early morning until the daylight is gone
he sits here with his pen and papers, as busy
as q faithful clerk When you can't see his
massive forehead above the grillwork railing
you may be reasonably certain that he is out
driving with his wife upstairs in the
sunny nursery playing peek-a-boo with
another girl.
new board walk has lust been laid from the
avenue to the cottage door, and while the car
penters are about the place 1t will not be sur
prlslng II picket fence Is built round the
grounds.
Carriage people arrive in the village every
day and either cannot will not see the pro-
hlbitory sign boards forbidding all trespassing
on private property. 1t must be stated in JUS
tice that the majority of the people about Lake.
wood are either i'll or infirm and err without
thought. OF course the livery people know
that they are intruding, yet they calmly take
orders and drive wherever they are told. But
Notwithstanding the blissfulness of ignorance
and the apathy of invalidism. Mr.. Cleveland's
family is constantly being annoyed by the pro-
miscuous use OF the drive about the cottage.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09

n Strange Story of the Woman Hermit On shs
Other Side of tho Potomac

Other Side of tho Potomac.
IN A LONELY BIT OF PINE-FRrNGED
~ road just across the Potomac and not TAR
from the city there stands rude apology for
q house, mere frame lcAn-to, that at frst
sight seems deserted. Closer invcstica ton.
however, Is always challenged BY gaunt pack
OF half dozen dogs, and this usually brings
out their owner, woman looking scarcely less
wild. who eyes all visitors, especially men.
with Sulen distrust On her story hangs The
tale, one OF those sorry tales of everyday life
that carries dull ache with it aud make. mn
wonder that some people should still care 70
live.
IL seems that years ago this victim OF circun-
stances was living happily-that is 70 saw At
least like the rest OF the world. perhaps even a
little better, aud enviod by. may be. those Ices
fortunate. In a quarrel with which she had
nothing TO do her husband killed a man. In
fortunately. she was a witness OF the deed and
whatever may have been her personal feelings
in the matter. she refused 20 shield tho prin-
ciral. and IL was on her evidence that her hus-
band went 20 the states prison.
The man vowed vengeance on her and all
others who had a hand in his convection and
swore TO xii her on sight after his release. Az
the years passed on the fear Of his threat grew
upon her and she moved from place 20 place in
hopes OF throwing him OF the trail. Finally
driving her from society. and the time for
the expiration of his sentence drew near she
took 20 the woods. and now lives in her lonely
cabin with a few chickens and pack of vicious
dogs for pets and companions.
She goes armed, il Is said. and IL the would
be murderer should succeed in tracking her
down there Is a serious question whether he
would be the victor or the victim. Her present
name is Of course assumed and people living
within a mile Of her for the past year or more
have not yet learned her real one. She is .
good enough neighbor. neither lending nor
borrowing, but not cuitivating acquaintance.
The negroes of course. fear her as a voudoo
on account OF her strange mode Of life, and
strange tales are told by them Of "'pearences"
that haunt the lonely clearing. None Of them
Tor love or money will pass the place after dark,
and Its name is potent spell whereby to con-
troll rnruly pickaninnies
SO she lives, hiding from the fate which will
soon be seeking her, but II IL takes her I'M
aware II will be more than any other visitor in
that region has yet been able 10 do.
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From the Chicago Tribune
She said that she was utterly worn out when
he asked her how she was feeling; that that boy
was enough to drive a saint distracted and that
she didn't know what she could do to make him
obey.
lie said that the boy was not quite three
years old and ought TO be easily managed. It
was his opinion that she had not sufficient firm
ness. that she gave in too easily when the boy
began to cry.
And then and there he undertook 70 give her
a lesson In the handling of children.
Wi.iie in his high chair az tie table and
Willie wanted something. Willie was in
formed that lie could not have Il and Willie
began TO yell The father Immediately be-
came stern.
stop that, Willie" he said sharply. but
Willie did not stop.
stop that or you'll have TO leave tho
tablet he exclaimed. Still Willie did not
stop.
Now. 1 presume you would give in" he
said 20 his wife. but that isn't my way. Vel
fgnt il right ont this line. and the next
time 1 speak he'll know that 1 mean business"
She said nothing. and he got up, took Willie
out of his high chair, and put him down on the
floor.
when you stop crying" he said, severely,
81 put you back in your chair"
Bat Willie kept right on; in fact he yelled
louder than ever.
Willie" said his father at last, IF You don't
stop that you II have 10 leave the room. sup
pose you think that's cruel Jane" he added,
but il we fight il out now We II have no further
trouble. Its the only way"
She made no reply. and he again got mp and
carried tho struggling, screaming Willie into
When you can be quiet Willie. you may
come back, he said.
It was five or ten minutes later that he
looked up from his sfter-dinner coffee and
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09
SAYING NICE THINGS,
Complimentary Speeches Made by Historical
Characters.


From the London Standard
There is a delicious story told of an old min.
lister of the Church of Scotland who was often
oorged to employ assistants during the latter
part of his life. One OF these was rather vain
OF his qualifications as preacher, but affected
to be quite embarrassed by any compliments
he received on that score. On his first appear
ance after the sermon the old divine went
up to the probationer and was going to
shake hands with him. Anticipating nothing
short Of high-fown praise, the young man ex-
claimed: "My good sir, no compliments, no
compliments, beg" INA, na," replied the
parson; nowadays I'm glad o. anybody"
How far this decidedly left-handed compli-
mont fell short of the recipients anticipation
he alone could tell but his feelings must have
been somewhat similar to those of that tedious
orator who having been in vain told by Henry
~ Of France that he would be obliged to him
he would make his iattery as brief as pos
and saying: ''You must be kind enough to say
the rest to NJ. Guillaume" (the court fool.
In the worlds history compliments have Oft
times played an important part-sovereigns,
statesmen, courticrs, scholars and all others OF
the great human family disdaining not the use
of fattering speech to gain their ends. A good
instance il the following: An English noble
man who, after the manner of his peers, had
married o beautiful actress, once applied with
much dignity in the green room to Mr.. Sheridan
for the arrears Of her salary and vowed that he
would not stir till they were paid my dear
lord, >" said the impecunious manager, this is
too bad; you have taken from US the brightest
jewel in the world, and you now quarrel with
Us for the little dust she has left behind her. +"
The nobleman Immediately burst out laugh
ing and over bottle Of wine the debt was
cancelled.
Fontenelle, when ninety years old, passed be-
fore Nine. Helvetius without perceiving her.
'.Ahr cried the lady, your gallantry, then?
To pass before me without even looking at
me!' 'If bad looked at you, madame" re-
piled the old beau, Il could never have passed
you at all
To be eulogized when dead is more often the
lot Of man than to be praised in life, but surely
quainter compliment was never paid q dead
man than was received by Talleyrand. for
when his demise was announced to one of
his acquaintances the latter exclaimed: HE
must have had some good reason for dying!
think will be at least Ill myself" and forth
with went to bed. Yet another compliment to
dead man was uttered by the Marchioness of
-, who, when told that the celebrated physi-
clan Borden had been found dead in his bed.
exclaimed: "Ah! death was % afraid of him
that he did not dare attack him except when
he was asleep."
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Written for The Evening Star.
Mocking at Love.

Written for The Evening Star.
hooking at Love.
A minstrel fair,
With golden hair
And eyes Of dreamy blue,
Whose song and lutte
Were seldom mute,
Save when he paused to WOO,
Thus often to himself would sing:
II laugh at love--do II
flower of spring-a passing wing
shade-and 80 good-byel"
Alack the day
Sir Minstrel gay
Met queenly Isadorei
He sighed, he wept;
Her heart she kept,
Disdainful evermorei
Now often to himself he sings:
40, well love-do II
But fairest things have neetest wings
glance-and so goOd-bye~
-SRAToN DoNoHo.
Washington, January, 1892.
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From the Detroit Free Pres.
When . lady on Davenport street opened hsr
side door in answer 10 . knock she found .
shivering specimen Of the genus tramp there
''Please. madam" he began with much suav-
ity, II am most starved; could you give me .
bite 10 eat?'
my poor fellow" said the lady kindly, az
have nothing in the house but very small
quantity Of rye
20, madam" exclaimed the delighted tramp,
'if there Is anything i dote on 10 u clear,
genooine, old-fashioned rye"
"Bresd; you shall have the heel Of the loaf
here IL il, and she handed him piece Of pet.
rified rye bread that would have taxed the q.
gestion Of q brass monkey.
Then she softly closed ths dooe
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09

Edward Nichols, president of the Brooks 10
connective works, died at Duukirk, NY, on Mon.
day morning after few days' illness With
pneumonia
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EIes5SOO2

AN GOING TO BRING A
riend of mine to see the hospital
ale afternoon and-and / hope
he will be very much pleased
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09
The Cane n IT,

From the Paris Gsulois.
Boireau met Mime. Calino recently while she
was out walking with her little boy.
GOOD day, madame Il that very handsome
boy yours?"
Yes, n Boireau; he's my SON"
II wouldn't think %, for hs don't resemble
you bit"
there's nothing strange about that Yes
sss he's my son By my hrst husband"
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09

A general strike Of I'll he sab drives q
1omS has taksa plass
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IT KEEPS THIEVES WELL INFORMED

Washington, January, 1892.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-09


Ex-Speaker Reed is q believer in woman suf-
frage. So are his wife and daughter Miss
Kitty Reed is young, but she keeps informed
on current topics. Notlong ago she astonished
her father by SAYING: Father, it seem to me
that you are growing lukewarm on the suffrage
question:" And the Hon. Thomas B. Reed
laughed heartily when he told the story on him
self. He was also asked if he thought women
were any nearer getting their rights than they
were twenty-five years ago and his answer was:
Yes, twenty-five years nearer. But when?
Well, in in the ordinary course Of events it is
likely to be long way of yet, but some day
there might come . great question TO settle
when the women may be asked their viii. It
may come then in single day."
Prominent WOMEN ISTxREsTED.
There never was time when there were %
many official people interested in woman suf-
frage as now. Many of them are members Of
state organizations, many more are in SYM
patty with the movement and do not make
open avowal, either because it 10 not yet quite
fashionable enough or because such . step
might be injurious to the political prospects OF
their husbands. Mrs. Warren and Mrs- Carey,
the wives Of the Wyoming Senators, always
attend the conventions. Mrs. Warren last
year occupying place upon the platform.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1892-06-03
For DYSPEPSIA

Indigestion, and Stomach disorders. take
BROWNS IRON BITTERS.
All dealers keep it, 81 per bottle. Genuine has
trade mark and crossed red lines on wrapper.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1892-06-03
A Leader.

Since its first introduction, Electric
Bitters has gained rapidly in popular
favor, until now it is clearly in the lead
among pure medicinal tonics and altera.
tives-containing nothing which per
mits its use as beverage or intoxicant,
it is recognized as the best and puresi
medicine for all ailments of stomach,
liver or kidneys.-It will cure sick
headache, indigestion, constipation and
drive malaria from the system. Salts
faction guaranteed with each bottle or
the money will be refunded. Price
only SOC. per bottle. Sold by L. R,
Kirk.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1892-06-03
THE GUEST ROOM.
See That it Is Fitted Up With Com
forts for the Inmate.

See That it ls Fitted Up With Com
forts for the Inmate.
How visitor appreciates writing
desk in the room that has been set aside
for his use. 1t is not always pleasant
to have to ask for writing materials
when you feel in the corresponding
mood, nor Is it much better to have to
stray into the library or your friends
room and ransack strange desk for the
needful utensils.
Yet how many guest chambers have
a writing desk? The "spare" room IS
generally fitted mp with bedstead,
bureau and washstand, one or two stiff
chairs, and brush and comb, mirror,
pincushion and button hook. A few
pictures on the wall and clean towels
on the stand, and the outfit is complete.
Guests must not expect the conven-
fences they are used to in their own
homes seems to be sentiment voiced by
the multitude, for the picture is not
overdrawn in making the sweeping
assertion that most rooms are fitted up
as we said before.
Surely our guest is deserving of
great consideration and the true spirit
of hospitality should regulate our
choice of fittings for the room which is
to be his while under our roof Make
it comfortable above all. It is not nee.
cessary to have it deliberately furnished,
but writing desk fitted up with pens,
ink, stationary and stamps will breathe
careful forethought that will be most
appreciated. Have it small if room is
a desirable commodity, but have it Let
there be key also that locks it and
which the guest may use to shut out
from all outsiders eyes letters or keep.
sakes that are precious in his sight
A stand with night lamp is also
rare comfort, for many people are accus-
toned to sleeping with light burning
and would be at loss without it. Also
in case of sickness this lamp is most
desirable, In fact try and give to this
room an air of premeditated thought
fulness for its inmate that will sink
deep into the heart and be long re-
membered by the stranger within our
gates.