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Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-06-06
THE LONG STROKE.
How an Expert Swimmers Good Juds<
ment Won n Race.


ment Won = Race.
Two men living in an American city
were expert swimmers, whose powers
of endurance were the subject of admir-
ing comment among their friends.
They were induced to compete in a
swimming match.
There was neither wager nor prize,
but only friendly contest to determine
which was the better swimmer, there
being an understanding that the back
ers of the loser should pay for dinner
for the whole company OF spectators.
When the trial came for long-distance
swimming one of the contestants de-
cided that he would force the pace
from the outset. He shot ahead with
vigorous, powerful strokes, and left his
antagonist some distance behind. His
friends cheered him eNultantly from the
shore, and shouted to him to keep up his
good work. Excited by these outcries
he redoubled his exertions and increased
his lead rapidly.
Meanwhile his competitor was swim
ming with steadiness with stroke which
he could easily maintain for the whole
distance. He was not disconnected by
the frantic appeals of his friends to
quicken his stroke. He was confident
that his competitor was exhausting
himself by oyerexertion at the outset,
and that the race would be won before
it was much more than half finished.
The two swimmers kept on without
changing their tactics until the half
distance stake was not far away. The
leader had ceased to gain upon his rival,
who was beginning TO lessen the dis
lance between them. One man was
showing signs Of distress while the 9th
sr was swimming easily, and was APP
parently as fresh as when he started.
At the stake the leader threw up his
hands and cried out to his rival TO come
to his aid. The second man, calling up
on his reserve power, forged ahead with
few strong strokes, and came up in
time to save the exhausted leader from
drowning.
Help me ashorc!" gasped the ex-
hausted man. THE race is yours. You
need not finish the course"
The weaker man was kept afioat until
Then the stronger man turned the stake
and completed the course, swimming
with the same long. deliberate stroke
With which he had set out.
When he went ashore 30 receive the
congratulations of his friends he WAS
apparently none the worse for his pro-
longed exercise in the water. His sue
cess had been a triumph OF Judgment
rather than Of expert skill or physical
endurance. The two rivals were equally
good swimmers, but one knew how 10
reserve his strength for a prolonged
test of endurance, while the other ex-
hausted himself by overstraining un-
necessarily in the first half-mile.
That swimming-mateh is q parable
Of many failure of life and of many a
successful career. Nothing il moro
dangerous than oyerwrought exertion
OF body or mind.
II is the long, steady, deliberate
stroke, with unused power in reserve
lehind IL, that wins in every field of hI-
man effort.--Youth1s Companion.
Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-06-06
A. Awfui warning.

There Is an awful warning to those
parents who continue to name children
after their relatives. Up in Knott coun.
ty, on Caney creek, the practice has been
carried to an excess, and the result Is
that the Sloan family numbers among
it's members the following: big isom
Sloan," "Hard's Isom," SONS Isom,"
AIsom's Isoin," "Jailer Isom," "Sorrel
Head Isom," sims Isom," Little
Isom," "Andy's Isom," "summ's lsom, -
"Iimho's isom,' big Isom's Isom" anil
~Sorrel Head Isom's Isom.--Louisviila
Post.
Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-06-06
New woman Again.

The gas had burned low-very low
ever since il was turned down. From
the darkest corner of the darkened
room came the hushed tones of a young
man:
Then you do care for me a little,
dearY'
The answer to his question was lost
in the silent shadow.
Enough TO be willing TO marry me?''
Again the answer was lost
"And l may speak TO your father,
dearest?"
"Whyi''---the girls voice was shrill
with surprise What on earth
has he got to do with it?"
Verify. the new woman has mind Of
her own. ChIo<so Tribune
Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-06-06
r.exo., Eesen,r,cIt,e.,

She-Darfing husband, look at our
sweet baby; aint he sweet? Which DO
you rpose no loves most, his papa or his
mammal
He-Why, his mamma, TO be sure.
She--No. he don't; he likes his papa
best.
He--wen. have It your own way;
really think he does myself.
1t was then the trouble began..-To
Date.
Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-06-06
HAWAIIAN FRUITS.
An Immense Orchard of Wild Ohias-The
Hawaiian Huckleberry.

HAWAIIAN huckieDerry
The ohia, or Malay apple, is a COM
mon timber tree of the Hawaiian ISL
ands, though not peculiar to that local
lty. On the island of Maui is a nam
moth orchard of wild ohias, extending
from the sea to the mountains, and
measuring 90 miles in length by from
five to ten miles in width. The trees
are from 40 to so feet in height, some
of the largest yielding nearly so pounds
OF fruit, the total crop being said TO be
sufficient to fill feet of 100 steamers.
The beautiful crimson or white apples,
however, are unfit for transportation,
as they last but a short time in a good
condition.
Near the Volcano house on the island
of Hawaii are great thickets of the
ohelo, or Hawaiian huckleberry wac
cinium reticulatum), which the natives
consider sacred TO Pele, the goddess
who Is supposed to preside over the
famous crater of Kilauea. and which.
together with white pigs and chickens,
are thrown by them into the boiling red
lake during an eruption, to appease the
wrath of the aggressive dame, and thus
cause the rivers of lava to cease flowing
on their destructive course.
These berries grow in clusters on low
bushes right on the very brink of the
birthstone beds, and are so numerous
that bushel may be easily gathered
IN half an hour. In appearance they
somewhat resemble cranberry, and
the flavor is pleasantly suggestive OF
grnpes.--Bertha +. Herrick, in Apple.
tons Popular Science Monthly.
Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-06-06
A BIT OF SUNSHINE.

Within 100 miles of my town there
Ives a girl. Her age is somewhere be-
tween 10 and 10 years. She is not ex-
actly pretty, though she comes very
near being so when she smiles; neither
IL she exactly homely when she il not
smiling. though none of her features is
classical and she is slightly freckled.
She does not dress in the height of fash
ion, nor, on the other hand, does she
ever look shabby or old-fashioned,
though she does sometimes wear made
over dresses and trimmed-over hats.
She cannot really be called accom-
plished, though she can sing indiffcr-
emily well, play very little on the
piano and write an interesting letter.
In company she quite often cannot
think of anything to say, though when
with the girls she is sometimes ace
cused of talking too much. She is not
a brilliant scholar and she is not by
any means duh one. In short, she is
just common, everyday kind of girl,
like dozens you see every time you go
where there are many girls to be seen.
Perhaps should not give the impress
kion that she is exactly like other girls,
Tor she does have one peculiar gift, and
yet, after oil, the only peculiar thing
about IL Is that she chooses TO use it
right along, while a good many other
Eirls--and boys and grown people, for
that matter-though they have the
same gift keep il locked up most of
the time, and use il only on very par
ficular occasions.
The only thing l can compare this
gift to, at the moment, is bit of the
san, and it might be called a pocket
sunshine generator, though pocket Is
the worst possible place for il.
To show how useful this little gift
may be made in cloudy weather is my
reason for introducing you to Winnie.
tar that is the name of this everyday
1<ipd of a girl-Winnie Smith.
Winnie's life has not been marked by
any startling events, and certain
winter day, not long ago, will serve
my purpose as well as any other.
She rose, then, little later than
usual that morning. It was cold in her
room, and she laughed TO hear her
teeth chatter together as she made q
quick toilet, and then ran downstairs to
breakfast.
Breakfast wasn't quite ready The
baby was crying, his fists doubled up,
mud very red in the face; Mrs. Smith,
,s5Eka an anxious brow. was trying 10
pacify him, while Mr.. Smith was re-
,ceading the last nights newspaper
with moody expression of counte
,0ance.
The instant Winnie appeared on the
soene there was change. though all
she aaid was Good morning" The
,Doby stopped crying and held out mis-
arms TO Winnie, who took him and be-
gan talking 10 him; Mrs. Smiths brow
oeeame smooth and tranquil as she rose
"a finish setting the food ON the table,
and Mr.. smith smiled over the top OF
bis newspaper. In less than five min
~ ne baby was sitting In his high
udipg the tray with his two
md Growing. while the rest
we're laughing nc his enar-
irits as they ate their
iecrfully discussed
W Wjnnic nt4rted
- crrand 70
Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-06-06

June bugs are plague in central
Trance, The government pays cent
q pound for them, and at Meaux. where
100 tons Of OF June bugs were destroyed
In lso2, only "a were paid TOR last year.
--chicngo Tribune
Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-06-06

"Poor little baby!" said Ethel, sym
pathizingly. as her new brother wept.
Mamma, why dom't s'ou give him some
OF that smoothiug sirpp;'-Harpers
Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-06-06

and Immediately OWNED the trouble.
Almost before you could say Jack
Robinson" she had gone to them and
before you could count so the three
we're seated, with Winnie's lunch bas-
ket in their midst, making merry over
the shortness of their commons. Then
the other four Joined the group and di-
yided their lunch also, and as the moth
ers of some of them had been particular
ly bountiful in the matter of food that
day the whole seven Jared well enough,
and dare say ate all that was good for
them.
On the way home from school at
night Winnie saw tive boys on the side
walk ahead OF her slyly upset fruit
stand, behind which sat an old Irish
woman. A policeman who had come
up unperceived seized one of the boys,
the other took to his heels, and the old
woman gesticulated and stormed with
rage and righteous Indignation.
Winnie fastened her steps, and, lay
ing her hand on the policeman's sleeve.
asked him very earnestly II he wouldn't
please let the boy go, just long enough
to help pick up the fruit, which was
rolling about the sidewalk and out into
the street.
Il an incredibly short time. IL you
had been there, you would have seen the
policeman walking serenely down the
street. a strange gentleman righting
tine fruit stand. Winnie and the two
boys picking up apples, oranges,
hansrsas and peanuts. as II for a wager,
uhllc the old woman was laughing "a
zee 70 many working for her whilc|shs
~ s'ill. nnA @ayIox, Ienientiy, IA
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1896-02-20

ing line of the combs back emphasizes
the curves Of the head and gives a class
ic effect to the profile that is desirable
with the modern costume. Side combs
are at their best when worn with tiny
hats and bonnets, but they are tucked
beneath even such large and snowy hats
as the one pictured here. The gist of
the matter is that If a woman has a
handsome pair of combs she can be
trusted to display them at every oppor-
tunity. While they are worn with such
hats as this one, they add very little to
its general effect, because the hat itself
is so big and elaborate. 1t is made Of
violet felt, with wide brim and a mod
erately low crown, which is encircled
by ruffe of violet satin, headed with
narrow lace frill at the top, banded
with narrow black satin ribbon in the
center. In back a spreading black bow,
with double loops, sets up against the
crown, and on either side are aigrettes
Of fine black feathers. Then jabot Of
lace falls over the brim on the right
side. This hat may be faced with violet
velvet if desired.-Florette in Chicago
Inter Ocean.
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1896-02-20
Tho Original One.

From Life: Adam had slept too long
He felt sure Of it as he stretched him
self, yawned and rose, with heavy
sensation in his head and a lightnes!
round his stomach, to take a turn abou
the garden.
But suddenly he doubted whether hi
was yet awake.
There in front Of him was an ANNA
he had never seen before. He though
it was an animal. But it was strangely
like himself, yet strangely different. Hi!
surprise increased For some moments
he was speechless. Then:
What are your" he gasped.
The unusual creature smiled.
She picked loose hair off one OF his
shoulders, compared it with his wild
unkempt locks and smiled again.
81 am the New Woman" she said.
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1896-02-20

look, shrugs her shoulders and declares
that Mother has such old-fashioned
ideas" Every woman living can UNI
doubtedly look back upon some period
Of her existence when she felt that she
knew it all. This time is generally from
IA to IS, and If she manages to weather
that period with no greater nishap be-
falling her than great blow to her self
esteem she is doing well, for expert
ence many times is bought at a much
higher price, and the girl realizes when
too late that though mothers advice
was old-fashioned it was sound and
based on knowledge of the world, the
ways Of which do not materially change
from generation to generation.
Girls, listen to your mothers; they are
your wisest teachers, your best coun-
sellers. Fen though you have received
a college education, and the dear one
who in all probability has denied her
self to give it to you has never gone
beyond the third reader, you can rest
assured that it is not book learning that
VIII keep your feet away from many pit
falls that she can warn you from in ten
der, loving fashion that you would do
well to heed, The girl who feels her
self superior to her mother in education
and who shows to the world at large
her contempt for lack that only her
superior good fortune prevented her
from possessing, is figure that we are
happy to say is not met with often. vet
it does exist, and whenever we see a
self-complacent young woman openly
correcting her mother we feel like Civ
ing her a good shaking and telling her
that TIE plaln-spoken, ungrammatical
and possibly unrefined woman who has
never had her advantages is in reality
wiser than she will ever be, and that to
impress outsiders little more consid-
Grafton is necessary. No matter how
your mothers may speak, their hearts
are in the right place; if their attire is
old-fashioned and their manners not nm
to the frills Of a nineteenth century
standard they have had experience OF
more value than all the schooling and
extra accomplishments that YOU NAV
think Of such shining excellence. Heed
your mothers-you will never regret it.
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Sympathy for Two.

Mrs. Jones stepped in to see her next
door nelghbor, Mrs. Smith.
There is something on my mind that
] wish to speak to you about" said
Mrs, Jones, "and l feel that you will
treat the matter confidentially. | wish
to ask If you heard my husband come
home about o'clock this morning?"
Mrs. Smith admitted that she had.
well" continued Mrs, Jones, by way
Of apology, 81 am very much disturbed
that such thing should have occurred,
especially as his condition, as you
know, was deserving Of the seyerest
censure but I am free to confess that
this is the first time he has conducted
himself in such a manner, and I can
say with reasonable certainty that it
will be the last know you will SYM
pathiZe with me, Mrs. Smith, for | cer-
tainly deserve it,"
"Of course" replied Mrs. Smith, ner-
vously, you have my sincerest sympa-
thy, but feel that I am also to be
pitied on account Of the affair.""
why so?" asked Mrs. Jones, with
some degree of wonderment.
Because" answered Mrs. Smith,
confusedly, my husband and yours
came home together. New York
World.
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1896-02-20

From the Chicago Post: The belated
wayfarer was standing in the shadow
of building with both hands pointing
heavenward, while he gazed into the
mu2zle Of revolver. One footpad was
holding the revolver where 1t would do
the most good in case of an emergency
and the other was going through the
victims pockets. The silence was so
oppressive that the belated wayfarer
finally felt obliged to speak.
Think you're smart, don't you?" he
said.
1--WE know our business" returned
one OF the footpads grufhy.
"of course you do" said the belated
wayfarer with something like a sneer.
you know that this was my pay day
1 suppose?"
Sure" replied the footpad. "Thats
why we laid for YOU"
HE amt got but 6j cents, BILL" in
terrupted the one who had been search
ing the victims pockets.
"Wot" cried the other.
"That's right" said the belated way
farer cheerfully.
but you was paid to-day" insisted
the man with the revolver.
Right again." admitted the belated
wayfarer in the same cheerful tone
But somebody got in ahead of you
and you thought you were so ALFRED
smart that I'll be hanged If I'm not
glad Of it,"
Somebody got your roll?"
"Yepw
"Who?"
my wife came to the Office after II
this afternoon, Oh, you've got to get up
mighty early to beat her."
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1896-02-20
w. C, WEBB,

him all that was dear in life. The gem
ial in his nature vanished and from
day to day he became more and more
morose and melancholy. His friends
noticed it, but they could do nothing to
help him. He went about his duties
in a half-hearted way, and the family
began to fear that his reason was un-
balanced This proved true, and last
Tuesday night the climax came.
Young Webb went to his home as
usual, but did not talk. AT an early
hour he left the family and started to
his room. Some time after, his father
happened to go to his room, and looking
in, found that he was gone. Then a
search was begun Every room in the
house was examined, but he was not
there. The idea of suicide came to the
anxious family, and the stables and
outhouses were explored, but there was
no trace of the missing man. Several
of the neighbors were called in, and a
party went out to further pursue the
search.
Then the cemetery came to mind,
and there the expedition headed.
About half mile from the home Webb's
clothes and shoes we're found strewn
about in the road, and new terror came
into the hearts of the little band.
Where could he be now? they asked
themselves.
Some went to creek near by, while
others threaded their way through the
dense woods on either hand The glare
of the pine torches and the faint glim-
mer of the lanterns the men carried
brough to view no further trace of
Webb. Several Of the party continued
on their way to the lonely burial
ground which was fully two miles dis
tant from the spot where the clothes
were found. As they arrived at the
gate they halted for an instant, but
there came no sound of movement.
Then they pressed on and went to the
grave where but few weeks since the
mortal remains Of the lovely young
woman wore laid to rest.
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1896-02-20
He Wanted to Know.

Commercial travellers, sometimes
called "drummers," have acquired q
reputation, perhaps undeserved, for
largeness Of statement Thus we read
in the Washington Star that CONNER
cial traveller Of the more flashy type
had Just finished a startling story when
the listener, a new acquaintance, re-
marked;
THAT reminds me Of one of Munchau-
sens yarns"
"Munchausen," answered the drum
mcr; who is he?'
"Why, don't you know about him.
He is the most colossal example Of men,
dacity that civilization has produced"
A moment Of silence followed,
broken by the commercial traveller.
EXCUSE me-" he said, would you
mind telling me what house he travels
for?"
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softest of pretty woods, in the
warmest and cheeriest Of clear rose
colors. 1t has a separate skirt, just like
street gown, cut to hang in a soft mass
of flutes at the sides and back and
gracefully drawn over the hips. The
bodice Ia full and round, with broad
box plat directly down the middle Of
the front, set all along the edge with
small, round, jet buttons, A deep cir"
die Of beautifully cut jet, fastened in
front under a deep buckle Of jet. The
sleeves are delightfully."- quaint and
enough to decide any woman at once In
its favor They are after the 1890 mode,
shirred closely to the shoulders and
then faring out sharply at the elbow. A
dainty stock collar of rose velvet has
two big stiff loops diectly uAder the
ears, There are smart little boots Of
bright patent leather, with jetted toes,
to he worn with 1t, completing a fas-
cinating tout ensemble.
Then there is the dainty wool frocls
Of soft dreamy blue, the sort that deep
ems the color Of the eyes. 1t is cut en-
princesse, falling in lot of deep box
plaits from a tiny circular yoke, braided
richly with black silk and tiny gold
braid, in arabesques. Over the droop-
ing, pulled sleeves are fyaway revers
of the braided stuff, with a full ruch-
ing Of soft chiffon on the edges. A
Catherine De Medici collar, also
braided, is a smart adjunct and gives a
wonderful amount of chic to the rig,
An entire gown of black, made from the
fresh portions Of worn silk gown, with
lot Of black crepe de chine frills and
narrow bands of ermine, is exceedingly
becoming to a blonde beauty.
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The Reason WHY.

81 wonder If this new-woman move
ment will result in the erection Of
monuments to women?" she said
thoughtfully.
"It won't" he replied promptly.
81 don't see why" she persisted. at
seems to me that women have been
sighted in that line. Why shouldn't
there be statues of great women as well
as Of great men?"
How would a statue with puffed
sleeves look?' he asked
81 don't see why it wouldn't look all
right" she replied.
But how would it look after puffed
sleeves have gone out Of fashion,"
Il never thought Of that, she an
swered, But don't see why they
couldn't change the statue as the fash
ions changed; and l guess they'll do it
too, when women are in full control OF
things"
Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1896-02-20

night wanderings and the finding Of
him in the newly made grave of his
dead helpmeet, is one that is heartrend-
ing in its details.
Not many months ago w. c. Webb,
the operator of the p. r, & A. and the
G, & s., at Yemassee, was happily mar
RED He and his young wife lived in
the little village with no thought Of
trouble. The months came and went,
and the domestic ties were bound more
strongly. Then sorrow entered the lit
tie circle, and a few weeks since, the
beautiful young wife was laid to rest
beneath the massive cake from whose
boughs the gray southern moss hung
like funeral garb.
There came a change in the husband,
With the taking of the wife there left
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ATTEMPTED POISONING.


mt indianapolis.
Brice McArter, n wealthy gentle
man Of indianapolis, Ind, died very
suddenly last June, and there was much
surprise over charge of the widow
that her husband had been poisoned
by former member of the family, An
autopsy showed death from natural
causes, and the story was soon passed
and forgotten. Recently the widow
has renewed her accusations, even as
sorting that milkmen, grocers and 9TH
ers have been brlbed to mix poison
with supplies furnished the family,
and In her hallucination she endeavors
to crlminate minister as concerned
with the plot of determination. She
tried to employ chemist to make an
analysis of butter and other family
supplies which she claimed had been
dosed with poison, but the doctor was
satisfied that the lady Is mistaken, and
declined the task. Mr. McArter's
neighbors never have taken the
slightest belief in her theory of pois-
oning and they are unable to account
for her peculiar conduct Mrs. McArter
at the time of the death of her husband
claimed that someone had squirted
poison on him with syringe.