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The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1892-01-13

STOCKHOLDERS MEETING-THE REau
~ lar annual meeting of the stockholders OF
the Montana Lumber and Manufacturing com
pnny for the election OF i've trustees for the on
suing year aid tho Transaction of snch other
husiEess as may regularly come before them will
be held at their Office, room No. Q, Hotter block,
January, 1872 WILLIAM +, RECTOR,
Secretary.
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Mares d Fisher. the butchers. have removed
from Warren street to Harmonic hall, on broad
way. Telephone 307.
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Return Thanks.

Special sale of table linens and towels no " 20
ing on at Tho Ees Hive.
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Tho Ica 1.-Two has u small lot of ladies' ant
CHI dren's underwear at bankrupt prices.
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Mares g. Fisher, the butchers, have removed
from Warren street to Harmonic hall, on Broad
way. Telephone a0T.
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10 sooieties, Cluha. An.

Cheap bedroom sets and stoves ut Taylor's, OF
R~rOalWaY.
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Lissner's Mineral Spring Water.
It i : cure Tor tile following diseases: Dys-
tarrh Of the stomach and Bowsls, Piles. Kidney,
Bladder. Sour Stomach. and skind~ diseases. Hun
dreds of testimonials can be seen at Mineral
S~rs,ru En+ol @#E8@E#&# T1|@
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Alderman Marcus Lissncr announces that he
will rent the dining room Of tie Mineral Springs
hotel to the right parties. Apply at the hotel.
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Opportunity.

Napkins and table covers very cheap At Tbs
Bee Hive.
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Do you know that hosiery and underwear are
away down At Kntchor Il Bradley's, los Broad
way.
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A TRANSPORTATION.

A large size bath towel at The Bee Hive this
week for IS cents.
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Misses nledicated scarlet underwear. worth
frcm j5c to SIZE, according to size, will bs sold
at the uniform price Of $50 until sold.
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The Bee Hiyeis getting ready to take inven-
tory, of stock. In tho meantime all goods will
be slaughtered to reduce stock.
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Helena. Mont. DAG. .. 1891
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GEoRGE BOOKER, Secretary.
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FACIAL PECULIARITIES.
Tho Left Side Is the Pretticst. Bur the
Right Shows Most Character.

Tho Left Side Il the PrettIcst, But the
Right Shows Most Character.
The other afternoon | was in the
studio of well-known photographer
With me was an artistic friend who
called my attention to popularity OF
the photographs arranged around the
walls There were pretty women in
abundance, and children and men in
all kinds Of poses and costumes.
Did you ever notice" said nv
friend. that nine out of ten of the pic.
lures one sees show the left side of
the face2"
No answered, II never did, nor
can imagine why such should be the
case
There is very good reason for it,
which lies in the fact that in the vast
majority of cases the left side of the
face is the good-loohing side Every
photographer knows this and tallesad-
vantage of IT. Now look around the
room and see il it is not as tell you. ="
A careful investigation showed me
the absolute correctness of my friends
observation. In the whole studio there
were not more than half dozen pho
tographs showing the right side of tho
face, and none of them seemed to be mt
all flattering.
''On the other hand" continued the
artist 'if you want to get at the real
strength and character of n persons
face study the right side OF 1.-THE
ugly side, as the portrait painters
sometimes call IL. There you will find
the lines bold and harsh, with every
defect acccutuated On the left side.
however, everything is softened down
and the face Is at its best
Whenever you suspect n man OF
triclery or deceit, and this rule applies
equally to the fair sex, stand on their
right and watch the expression closely.
Ihcrc never yet was an actor sltillful
enough 90 cover mp the marks Of his
real personality. which are stamped by
nature for the man who likes 20 read.
on the right side Of the face. N. Y.
Herald
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WOMEN AS TRAVELLERS.
Pscuiiarities OF the Fair Sex when on ,
Railroad Train.

fecuhsrities of tho Fair Sex When on q
Railroad Traiu.
II have run on n good many differcnt
roads, said an old railroad conductor
to Recorder man. 81 have been east
and west, north and south. and of
course have seen all sorts of people
New York woman. when she starts
out TO travel alone, will pick up some
acquaintance before she has been out
very long j do not use the words
pick up in an offensive sense. / mean
that she knows how to make travelling
acquaintances readily, and she gener-
ally sees to IL that her acquaintance
do her some good, and she is not hurt
10y the familiarity either. The south
ern woman when travelling is wholly
dependent upon the conductor of the
train on which she is travelling. She
mas to be told when meal-t time comes,
and when TO go to bed if she is travel
ing Oh a sleeper. The Chicago woman
takes her workshop along with her
when she travels. She is either loaded
with books or else she has her sewing,
and she puts in her time with whatever
happens to be her hobby. She knows
how to take care of herself and
is not quite so apt to make
new acquaintance as the woman from
New York. | can tell Kansas woman
as soon as she gets on the train She
takes two seats il the car is not
crowded and throws her luggage into
one. She creates the impression that
she has left nothing Mt home. She
takes off her bonnet or hat and ties il
up as if she thought it was going to get
away from her. She has her meals
put in n big box. She asks the con-
ductor the name of every station. for
never saw one who had the fore.
thought to get folder before she
started, or afterward, either. She
goes To the water-tank every time the
train stops. When eating time comes
she opens up her box and spreads her
table. She has enough to feed an
ordinary family. She never throws
anything away, but puts the remains
back in the linen and rolls up the
same as carefully as if it contained a
prize. Then she unties her bonnet,
looks at it, ties it up again, and finally
shoves her head over against the
window and stretches her body on the
seat and goes to sleep l say sleep.
do not know about that, for every time
that anyone passes along the aisle she
raises her head and looks You can't
tell her anything. She needs no as.
sistance in getting off the train when
she reaches her destination. l do not
know whether it is the climate o,
what it is, but she is the most indie
pendent creature on the road. IN Y.
Recorder.
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from the bygone summer Olive went
out alone that morning, sad as ever but
with a vague desire for the sight of
something green to rest the eyes; and
she walked on, scarcely caring whittier.
The steeple of st. Mary lie Strand rose
up into the blue haze of the beautiful
day, and the great thoroughfare was
bright with tranquil sunshine. All at
once it occurred to Olive that she would
go to the Thames embankment and
look at the river; it would be pleasanter
walking there than in these busy WAYS.
And, with this thought in her weary
head, she turned suddenly into a street
on her right hand-a narrow, stony lit
tie street which she had never entered
before.
She was still so much of a rustic that
most of the hooks and byways of the
Strand were unknown TO her; and il
was with sense of surprise that she
found herself at the open gates OF a
sunshiny churchyard. Within, there
were gray tombstones shaded by plane
trees; the dark gray tower of the an
cient church was touched with the
quiet light Of the autumn morning;
yellow leaves fell here and there: n
ground-ash dropped its long branches
over the soft turf What a resting
place was this for tired eyes. weary OF
watching the ceaseless come and po OF
London crowds! Olive stood spell
bound at the gate until her sight grew
dim with tears
She was not thinking of herself only
as she stood there. She thought of the
many homeless wanderers who had
paused on this very spot, hardly able to
bear the throng OF images that started
mp around that peaceful sanctuary
Gray walls and fresh grass and trees.
they make the background OF mcmorv's
hottest pictures. The phantoms Of old
happy days went trooping along those
quiet paths and vanished within the
gloom Of the low proved door: fathers
and mothers who had gone 20 rest long
ago in Gods acre; little children who
had grown mp To- be carcworn men and
women: boys and girls who had loved
each other once with the fresh I'M
worldly love 81 youth these were tho
shadows that passed slowly through
the green old cburchyard every dav.
The sorrows Of one human heart are
the sorrows Of all; the longings OF one
human soul after its lost paradise arc
the longings Of all, and IL is through
these common sorrows and common
longings that the lost sheep are brought
back 20 the fold and the wandering spir-
its are drawn softly home 20 God.
Ideas came 70 her very slowly that
day, and she had fingered for some
minutes by the gate before she realized
that this little gray church with the
I quaint low belfry was the Savoy Chapel
Royal In that old churchyard, and on
the ground now occupied by all the
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A fortnight crcpt slowly by, and
Michael neither wrote nor came. Olive
began to fear that he was i'll, and would
have written line of inquiry IL they
had parted less coldly. The suspense
was almost intolerable; but she did not
want to look like victim, and she went
and came as usual, dressed as prettily
as ever, and wore her mask of cheerful
ness with unfiinching bravery. Her
sweetness and courage went straight to
the hearts of the Wakes. Mrs. Wake
was so stirred that she was lifted quite
out of her melancholy lit&e self, and
astonished her husband by displaying
unwonted tact and wisdom.
Sunday afternoon came round again,
and the three were sitting in their par
Tor upstairs, with doors and windows
wide open, trying to pretend that they
were not expecting anyone. Olive had
got large volume propped up on the
table before her. and turned its pages
although she could not read line. Sud-
denly the house bell rang loudly, as il
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CHAPTER NJ.
GROUND OUR REsTLEssSEss. HIS REST"

HOUND OUR RESrLESSNEsS, HIS REST"
Day after day went by, and Olive
fought with all her might against that
Indifference to all outward things
which is the bane of a sick soul. Day
after day voice within was always re-
peating the dirge-lilxe words: "You do
not care for anything, and you never
will care any more"
Uncle Wake proposed holiday in
the country; his wife had some rela-
tions living in a Surrey village, and
Olive was sent to stay with them for a
few days. They were kind, the air
was sweet, and woods and fields were
beautiful as of old, but comfort did
not come TO the sorely-tried heart. The
voice of peace did not speak to her
here; she could hear only the echoes of
the past, and think only of 1.-The touch
of the banished hand" 1t did not
gladden. her now to stand looking over
the stiles down the long meadows;
there was no hope in the sunbeams, no
promise in the whisper of the grass.
Michael, the traitor, did not dwell in
her mind; he was banished by the mem
DRY of Michael the young lover. She
thought of him, in spite of all reason, as
the hero she had first believed him to
be, and mourned for the ideal that she
had loved so long.
1t was n relief to go back to the life
in London and take up her work just
where she had laid it down. At home
she was very quiet, grateful for all the
Kindness that strove to deaden the con-
slant heartache; but those who watched
her could see plainly that her soul re-
fused comfort, and knew that the heal
ing hour had not yet come.
October was gliding away; but it was
gentle, sunny October, and autumn
faded slowly. And at last there came
a Sunday morning, so balmy and soft
that it seemed to have wandered back
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1t had been pulled by an impatient
hand; and the sound drove all the color
out of Olives face. Mrs. Wake was off
the sofa with a bound
81 will go and see who il is" she said,
and was gone in an instant.
Samuel and Olive sat in silence; they
could hear each other breathe. Heavy
steps were coming quickly upstairs,
and drowning Mrs. Wakes light tread.
mans figure appeared in the door
way, and the girl started up, trembling,
and went towards him; but il was not
Michael Chase. 1t was Aaron who stood
before her, looking so pale and wild that
she gave cry of fear.
You have brought bad newsl" she
painted out. '1s Michael i'll or dead?
What has happened to him?
HE is neither i'll nor dead" Aaron
answered
And then she sank back into her seat
with long, sobbing sigh, and covered
her face with her hands.
Samuel Wake went up to his niece,
and drew her head gently down upon
his broad shoulder.
Speak out, Fenlalxe," he said, hold
ing the trembling girl closely. "Olive
will be well cared for, no matter what
may come. Don't be afraid, man: she
has brave heart, and it will be best TO
know the worst ut once"
The worst is that Michael has proved
himself to be scoundrel; black scoun-
drel, said Aaron, fiercely. II brought
the tidings myself, because knew that
Olive would sooner hear them from me
than from a stranger. Michael Chase
has offered himself to Miss Battersby,
and she has accepted him"
Olives head did not stir from its rest
ing place, nor did she speak one word.
II was Samuel who asked sternly if
Aaron could prove that he had spoken
truth?
"If there had been the least doubt. +"
Aaron answered, II should not be here
now. 1t was Mr.. Edward Battersby
himself who told me of the engagement.
Michael has got me turned away from
the works, and yesterday | was loafing
about, trying to find something to do.
when Mr.. Edward met me. He stopped
and said few civil words, and prom
ised TO do what he could for me. And
then he said that there would be a we'd
ding soon, and that must come to the
dinner that he should provide for the
workmen. asked If it was his we'd
ding that was coming off. And he said:
No, Fenlal<e, it will be my sisters
wedding. and she will marry Michael
Chase. You know what clever fellow
he has proved himself TO be, and we all
think great deal of him."
There was dead silence for a moment.
Then Olive lifted her colorless face and
looked mournfully at FenlalSe.
II know il is all true" she said, in a
clear, sad voice; "he spoke of Miss Bat
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own accord and sought their comfort.
And she did come. sooner than they
had thought to see her. and sat down
in her old place by Uncle Wakes side.
"Uncie." she said. softly. IF you see
q letter addressed to me in Michaers
handwriting, will you promise to open
il? want you TO read it before i do,
and stand by me when read IL. feel
too weak TO suffer any more alone"
Not many days afterwards letter
did come, and Samuel tore it open with
n muttered word of disgust. It was not
n long letter, nor did Michael appear
to think that Olive would suffer much
through his faithlessness. He told her
that he had felt that there was a want
of union between them. and added that
he could not live happily with woman
who did not fully appreciate the efforts
he had made, and the success that he
had won. And then he finished with
the usual wishes for her future happi-
ness, and that was all.
Olive read the letter, standing by
Uncle Wakes side. held fast by his
kind arm. She put it back into his
hand and said that she did not wish to
see it again.
And now must face my life," said
the girl to herself.
But this facing a life that was so ut
terly changed was no easy task. II
you who read these pages have ever
tried to go on living after the uprooting
of a great hope, you will know how hard
IL was.
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PrenonitIon.

Speaking of cunning men he had
done business with. an insurance man
Of this city said: 81 came across one
interesting case in my life. ~ was "a
oroken-down country merchant whose
store and stock insured when ] began
business. aud ] guess made a serious
mistake, for tho compshy ] had him
written IT, soon afterward was Obliged
u pay total loss b. FIRE. Some time
after the settlement ] learned that tho
old fellow bad been away from home
when The fire occurred. and had for
several days gone TO the telegraph
Office in thc town where he was stop-
ping. always inquirinc with great anx.
icty for "a dispatch At last it came.
and before the operator had time TO
write DO ont the old chap exclaimed.
Good gracious, I'm ruined; my store is
burned DOWN. Philadelphia Press
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tersby. Sometimes have felt that this
was coming. You were right about
him, Aaron; no has used us both badly
badly But we will let him 20 his
way"
She looked from Aaron 70 Uncle Wake
and tried 10 smile. then put her hand up
% her forehead and went quickly away.
There Wa not much more said by the
three who remained in the room. Only
Samuel asked FenlalSc whether he could
tell them anything about Miss Batters-
by.
Nothing" Aaron replied, except
that she must be a good deal older than
the rascal she Is going 70 marry. +
have heard that Mr.. Edward is several
years younger than his sister"
When Aaron was gone Mrs. Wake
cried quietly for a few seconds, and
then went % listen at Olives door. No
sound was heard and she returned 10
her husband in sore distress. but he
soothed her, and said that they must
wait patiently until the girl came Of her
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EIREIiGhT.

Dear Mother Dusk hath stolen in.
And, close unto the chimney tall.
Her wheel doth swiftly turn and spin,
And straightway darker shadows fall
And straiEhtway red the flame doth start
The hearthstone is aiight once more,
While shifting phantom fires dart
Athwari the ceiling and the floor
Outside, giant wind I'm vain
Hath striven for welcome hero,
And now upon the window pane
Soft. trusnt snownakcs whirl and peer
But let the giant madly biowi
What matter IL he storms or grieves'
For, from the fiery cmbers' glow,
Dear Mother Dusk n story weaves
MethinlSs it could not well be told.
Because, in truth. tits seen. not spoke:
The princess, though. hath hair OF gold.
The ogre's beard Is curling smoke
And where his charred old castle stands,
Beside the moat and drawbride there.
We see her wiring her lily hands.
We spy that lovely floating hair
Fain would we 10 her rescue fiy
When To- the drawbridgc down doth crash
Princess ana ogre buried lie
Where starry sparks and flames uphashl
Bear Mother Dusk hath stopped her wheel
And all the hearthstone brighter CLEANS
Night hath crept in, and she doth steal
To make place for Jack o. Dreams.
But on, the grim old ogre stroug
And Oh the princess in the toweri-
Through echoes dim of siumbcr-song
We feel that magic twilight hour
Virginia Woodward Cloud. in ST. Nicholas
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this EDITORIAL notice for the issue In
which was TO appear:

THIS EDITORIAL notice for the issue In
which was TO appear:
We present our readers this month with .
story from the pen of the gifted and famous
author Miss Mary Bobolink. now Mrs. Mar
lowe. IL Is tale OF rare beauty, Its delicate
touches OF nature reaching out with an unerring
grasp toward the hcartstrings OF its readers
IL has always been our aim TO Gull the very best
from the nelds of literature, and in this
Instance we think our readers will agree that
we have succeeded"
"Hal Hal Har laughed Mr.. Mar
lowe. as he sat by his wife's desk in
her study. 1.-TWO hundred dollars
with n note OF thanks thrown in from
a magazine for story which had once
been rejected there. You did rather
get the best of that Office, Mary"
Nothing succeeds like success"
Mrs Marlowe replied, with smile,
but she does not know to this day that
he who rejected and accepted her Ms.
is one and the same person. Mrs T..
M. Howard. in Journalist
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Her Aim 20 Please. Mrs. Great.
chum-"H How can you wear that pIar.
ing bonnet. my lover i never liked IL"
Mrs Ioosweet-"My husband likes it.
and az long as please him don't
care Qntermission OF two hoursl.
Mr. Toosweet Can't we have a little
Of that ounce preserve for tea tonight.
Clarissa2' Mrs T-"Not mucht
That's for company" Harper's Week.
".
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a birmingham (Ala.) girl five years
old weighs one hundred pounds. She Is
forty-three inches tall and measures
forty-three inches around the waist,
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what shall do 70 make good friendsr'
We'll ! Will tell ye sonny.
II you would make host ~ friends,
Begin BY making money"
AphUadofnhfa rroaa
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Tho long delayed millennium
Would seem less dimly far.
II men were only half a. good
IS their sweothearts think they are.
M ". Herald.
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ELI Perkins and Editor Hemphim.

Mr.. Eli Perkins, who has been MAX
ing lecturing tour through the south,
was in Nashville, Tenn, some time ago
and was interviewed by Nashville
American reporter Among other
things Mr.. Perkins told the following
incident of his southern tour:
"Wen, the best political Joke OF the season
happened at Charleston found Mr. Homphill,
the brilliant free trade editor OF the old free
,rade News and Courier writing editorials in
favor Of n protective tariff on rice and sea island
cotton.
why said he. the Egyptians shipped 1000
bales OF long staple cotton over here last year
Tor twelve cents pound. They knocked dOwt
the price Of our South Carolina icng staple cot
ton. And those cheap-labor Chinese sent thou
sands Of bushels Of rice, made by low priced five
cents per day labor 10 break down our wei
paid labor in South Carolina Now continued
Mr.. Hemphill, you Yankees have q tarih
against corn, wool rye, barley and wheat com
ing from Canada, and why can't we Rebs have
tarih against the Egyptians and Chinese.
Being high protective tariff man myself
felt like hugging Mr.. HemphilL AT last
said, the protective tariff Tauk and the free
trade Reb stand on the same platform Aris'
and sing"
Referring TO this incident related by
Mr.. Perkins the Augusta Chronicle
which was always till the present time
a strong reform" paper. remarks:
Had this story been told a year or SO agt
Editor Hemphill would no doubt have appealed
to tho reputation which the genial Iii enjoys
for unacquaintance with the truth ~ mis- surest
defense, but ne will not do 50 now Editor
fiemphili has taken the practical Wow thal
while protection is tho policy Of the country %.
had better try to get some Of the benefits OF u
for his section and people lie wants 90 nycsu
gate In a practical way the question: DOCS
Protection Protoctg'
If present industrial conditions in the
south continue, protectionists will zoos
for their strongest allies in the bourbon
free trade editors and statesmen o.
slavery days
WE are able 20 report progress in ouI
work Of reforming the tin plate liar.
Not long since he would not admit M
any American tin plate mills exisIc.
Now he only contends that the ~ ~,
lean establishments do not make -.
plate OF certain kinds and certain 80 80
OF certain thickness In certain To-
quantities at certain low prices. 1T
we take IL, is a marked improvernon,sa
No case Of total depravity here
fondly hope