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The Meeker herald., 1896-04-11

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Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

avoid looking at him. VIII she have a cup
Of tea after her cold walk? Tea? Tsaf
Are my ears deceiving me? Why, l haven't
smelt tea stree I came 10 this place; that
is, except some evil smelling stuff tho
FORTRESS sent up one day when he was
sick. He must have fallen heir to some
grocery store, OF course she will have q
cup of tea What does he do but swing a
couple of pokers across the fireplace. Now
l know why We had no fire this morning.
He was making a niche to hold these polk
ers. From them he suspends a kettle, q
iittl. the worse for wear, but polished, Oh,
so bright. Il prefer to make 1t this way"
he is saying. although most prefer an
alcohol lamp" The sly dog! 1T is so
nice" she murmurs, here in this warm.
bright ROOM" And then they talk Of other
things-the weather, music, art, and all the
rubbish that mortals in love usually talk
about. Mortals in love, did l say? Well.
don't correct me. He confessed as much
to me. and my eyes tell me the same about
her or course, he doesn't see that she
loves him. Trust a man for that. Why,
he wouldn't believe 1t If l told him my
self
How he looks at her when he talks to her.
and how she don't look at him when she
talks to him. But when he grows enthusl-
astic and tells how he fought his way
through Europe; how he was half fed badly
III IcSleuy every IuaU mana against
him because he had no money. But still he
fought on. until he had seen the famous
works Of art. and had studied under the
masters OF to-day, had examined the schools
OF painting. had worked early and late to
perfect himself, and had now come to this
country, his native land here to carve him
SELF niche in the temple of fame. and
incidentally to bring to the surface a few
tons OF gold bearing quartz. In all this
time how she looked at him from under har
eyelids. and flushed at his resolution OF
stern determination to succeed. And how
those limpid, liquid eyes filed with tears
when he told OF the struggles he had been
through.
Did he see 1t? or course he didn't see
1t. If he had he would have known what to
do AS it was, he tumbled along like a
laundering idiot until he came to the place
where he should have told her what he
thought of her and he sighed and turned
toward the window, looking out into the
street where the shadows were beginning to
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19
SPRING TINE FANCIES.

Tara o'Shanter crowns appear in three out
o. ever four hats seen. which speaks forciby
cor .;cir popularity. They come in the blocked
he' and to be the feature of made hats.
bows of light-colored chiffon. such as yellow.
liGht green blue are made of the doubled
velvet satin and wired into a series Of
loops.
Combined Jackets and capes are expected to
appear, a divided cape taking the form OF
sleeves. Such garments are CT cloth or Of
cath and velvet, the latter forming the cape
Embroidery and braiding trim the sleeves and
collar.
Flchu effects are brought out on capes OF
vslret or silk. The back and front pieces run
INTO point at the waist line and are held to
the form by ribbon belt This is of peau
de sole embroidered in beads and the sides
bordered with plated satin ribbon
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19
vaAn't q bad fellow, take him rightly: and

4, want . bad fellow, take him rightly; ana
in Ave minutes Carlos in luxurious self
| oonten tusnt YES fast asleep.
An hour, and the sun had stolen through
the hedge into his eyes, and with a brisk,
SHola, Carlos, my man, waken thou!' he
| sat up, folded the gay handkerchief which
| had been spread under his head, and strap
ping the shrunk wine-skin round his waist,
set off across the sand, swinging his ham
mer. whistling as he went, blither than any
canary.
| Beyond the narrow strip Of sand an arid
sharp rigid hill stretches its length behind
the town. From the reservoirs hid away in
| the upper Ealleys steal down slender pre-
, cious streams. and wheresoever they wan
der there is life and iuxuriarce, Banana
groves fields % cacCi. gaunt stra gg.ing fig
trees and here and there dace palm all
Weakened into life by the kiss of the stream.
In the dip Of one OF these groves lives
Father Leon, withered like a pipp.n: but
the lines OF his face crumple up into a
laugh. as Cares, cap in hand, looks in at
the ever open door.
The sunshine is in thee. Carlos: come
thou n AID warm US with thy icoks"
Nhereat Carlos laughs and strokes mis-
shrunken wine-skin, thinking now plump il
will he presently.
Father Leon is plainly in high good hum
CT, and Carlos is right
All. the good woman" says Father
Leo: the sap grows thin in the dried
boughS, bul this wine will warm her heart
and tighten the burden of the years; 1--WE
years old come next vintage" and Father
Leon fills to blosted fullness the all too
tiny wine-skin-why were the mountain
goats so small a breed fills il to over
flowing. Carlos eyes dance merrily, and ne
gently licks his lps as the red drops splash
upon his fingers; rich red rubies the very
blood of the grape. not that sour purple
Piquette no in fath-ah, the good wine
The grimy driver of the downward train
looks in vain for Carlos that afternoon.
The shade of the hill tempts him, and the
town is but mile away now; so he stroils
leisurely along in the mellow afternoon
now and then stroking in a friendly fashion
the fate wineskin lying under his shirt
There is the usual stir about the plaza, yet
it looks deserted and dull after yesterday S
busy crowd. So Carlos pushes his way up
the narrow cobble paved streets and out
into the country, thinking that a returning
market cart IS sure to pick him up before
long. Out over the dusty. winding road
and up the weary hill. "Ah. beast Of hirr'
says Carlos, stamping sharp disapproval in
the dust as he halts at the top.
The sun is far to the west and the even
ing is the perfection Of cool languor; but !
Carlos is in an evil temper, and not all that
wide vision of sunlit sea- beating itself to |
foam on the hard sands can WOO MIN to
good humor.
What fool thou art, tramping the dust |
like a mule, when thou mightest have sd I |
in the cool Of the plaza till the coach start |
ed, and then have set the echo flying with
that new. big. silver trumpet OF Taddeo's- !
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19
THEIR WORK rs IMMORTAL.

Not with the anguish of hearts that are
breaking
Come we as mourners to weep for our dead
Grief IN our breasts has grown weary OF
aching.
Green is the turf where our tears we have
shed
While Ger their marbles the MOSES are
creeping,
Stealing each name and its legend away
Give their proud story to memorys keeping
Shrined in the temple we hallow to-day
flushed the battlefelds, ended thstr
marches,
Deaf are their. ears to the drum-beat of
Rise from the sod, ye fair columns and
arches,
Tell their bright deeds to the ages unborn
Emblem and legend may fade from the portal
Keystone may crumbie and pillar may fall
They were the builders whose work is i'm
mortal
Crowned with the dome that is over US all!
Oliver Wendell Holmes.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

! fall. Oh, 70. He missed the sweetest
sound ever heard In those rooms. the sch
that comes from swallowing the lump which
gathers i'll the throat when the sorrow at
fiCts those whom We love
But he did see that it was getting late
and that he could not paint her this after
noon. So he brought himself back to this
world, and with bad grace, told her that
! time had flown so that he could not see to
paint her that afternoon. Would she come
again? Yes. She would come again to-
morrow afternoon, and every afternoon
until the picture was finished. Foolish
maiden. Under such conditions the pic
ture would never be finished! Now she is
about to go. She picks up that creature
she had about her neck when she came In.
How it's vicious little eyes glisten in the
fire light. Why the lmpudent thing I be-
lieve it is defying me. You will will you?
Mrovoow! Mr-r-rw! Fist. Br-r-r-r "Miji-
br-r-r-ick."
1t Is all past now. I shall never do it
again, but when | saw those little beady
eyes blinking at me l sprang for it and
tore the creature from her hand | paved
and shook it l slapped it and was wrest-
ling with it on the floor when she tried to
take it away from me. What! Take frs
my master, then my prey? The only thing
had seen all day that looked as though il
might be eaten? 7 guess not. l carry in
my paw four sharp claws, and she found /,
out, for with one movement | sent them
down on her hand so hard they made gre 80
ugly scratches in her soft white flesh And
the blood came. And there was terrible
clamor For when she saw the blood she
screamed gently and quietly sunk down
ward. IF it hadn't been for him she would
have struck the floor. But his arms
were around her and he was crying oh
my darling girl How did it happen
-,
dearest" and other idiotic expressions
Pretty soon she opened her eyes She MAJ
not have heard his last words, but I thin
she did. Any way she saw she was in hi.
arms, and instead Of struggling to get away-
she simply twisted herself around a little
threw up one hand over his shoulder.
rested her head quietly on his breast, and
tainted again. This spell was longer than
the other. When she came to this time
he kissing her furiOusly, and she was
blushing, oh, so red.
Well, l haven't heard how It came oui
yet. You see, when he got through kissing
her, she explained how it happened. Then
l went out. took a pane of glass with
me, as I was in such hurry to 60. OF
course l didn't jump to the ground II
was eight stories down. But I knew the
window opened on veranda a little be-
low, and 1 lit there.
He came down and picked me up about
an hour later. He was trembling all Owe.
with joy, and said he would forgive me
That it was through me that he was t.e
happIest man en- earth. That she loved him,
and oh. such nonsense. But when it was
all over, and l had eaten roy supper, he sat
in front Of the fire and gazed Into the
dancing flames. Then he locked rad, then
sadder ard finally two big tears railed
down his cheeks as he softly said "Miji-
or-r---ick." l wonder why?-Wasning Oh
Post.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19
you CAN'T ESCAPE THE SPRING
POET,

The balm of spring is in the air
And vernal signs are everywhere.
The russell sparrow stands and trills
madrigal upon the street.
The brave policeman's bosom thrills,
As he parades upon his beat,
Inhaling, with a Joy intense,
An atmosphere of Incidence.
The alleys and the vacant lots
Are hossoming with pans and pots,
Tomato cans and broken plates,
Discarded of last years delights.
The pensive cat at midnight prates
Beneath the stars. nor heeds the flights
OF missiles from an audience
That watches her in mad suspense.
The door bell jangeS in the hall.
1T is the tax collectors call.
And in the papers there are signs
That voting days are drawing nigh,
And party artists drawing lines.
The spring seems here, and yet We sigh
With fearful eye and choking throat
We have no new spring overcoat.
Chicago Record.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

fool. Carlos, a competent fool but sill
thou down under the hedge and rest thy
self, and the saints forgive thy folly; they
know thou hast toiled enough
1t is curiousy comfortable Under the
! hedge, with the back against the dry grass
and the crickets and the grasshopper
browsing in the ears.
But that wine-skin is heavy, and Carlos
! slips his hand into his shirt and draws 1t
! out.
His eyes fash a gleeful look and his lips
part from the white teeth Slowly the
string is untied-ah. how good it tastes
Worthy Father Leon!-five years old come
next vintage! What pity what a sore
pity. ne cid mother will not drink the
good wine! And the skin is but a Door
weak f1accid thing when Carlos ties up its
mouth and thrusts it back where it had
lain.
What a beautiful world it is, and he must
tell Marinsha how he climbed the hill. and
| is not a lazy fellow at all-lazy fellow, in
deedi and such a dusty walk home. But
| he would rest now.
So; down full length: that was better;
and presently the coach would come, pres
emily, and so Carlos fell asleep.
Up the hill, tramping YEARLY through the
dust, comes Giuseppe Molina
AS he tops the last rise, instinctiyely his
hands clinch like one who fears an attack
and he puts himself into the position of de-
Tense. The light is growing a little dim
now. and he has to look, and look long be-
fore he is sure that his enemy makes no
move. Then he creeps closer to him.
He was eady to meet him in fair fight
but his blood is hot, and he is none to
scrupulouS
Giuseppi is carpenter by trade. In one
hand is a chisel which has been sharr-
ened that day in the workshops at the Is
leta; 1t has blade as broad as his two
broad fingers and an edge keen as a razor,
for it marks the skin as he draws 1t across
his thumb.
Silently, half crouching like a beast at
spring. he draws near to Carlos his feet
making long trail IL the dust as he slips
them inch by inch across the road.
The sleeping man has his head throw
back and his throat bare; but Giuseppi ca
not strike that; it is too soft and white. In
night he would run his knife into It gladly.
but not now
SO he kneels on one knee by his enemy
ana Win desperate strength drives the
chisel full into mis- side.
There is warm rush over his fingers that
stains him to the wrist and spurts even into
his face
With howl Giuseppi filings himself over
the steep bank bordering the road. into the
bushes below, where he clings, shaking.
But the shallow roots tear out OF the dry
sofia crash and a rattle of falling stones;
a cry from a puff of dust rolling sluggishly
down the hill; one cry, and hing more.
From the valley sounds the creaking OF
the coach, the shouts OF the driver; chatter
and laughter.
Up the winding road swings the coach
and the horses swerve and snort as they
pause at TIE top.
Hist, What is that there in the shadow
Hist behind. I say-what a chatter 70
make! You there. speak up; you. there.
Dazed and sill ;:alf blind Carlos stag
gers to his feet with one hand 70 his side
and draws out-a tattered wine-skin.
From the slowly settling dust al the foe:
Of the hill-silence.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19
A seasonabye Medicine.

tested cough mixture recipe comes from
an English lady. 1t is palatable and very
esfectual. Boil three large lemons IN water
seven minutes. drain off the water and slice
he lemons as thin possible. Put them In
an earthen bowl, with one pound of sugar. and
stand the bowl the steve until the mixture
IS at boiling point Then draw to the back Of
the stove and let the mixture simmer three
hours. Remove from the fire, and when it
has stood half an hour add a small teaspoon
tul Of oil OF sweet almonds. 1t is to be used
warm. Stir and take in teaspoonful doses as
often as needed
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

Through halls whose carven panels held
A host of cEerubim,
Up Stairwaya wide i wandered on,
Though CurtaiEed yistas dim,
And ever as my footsteps came
BY alCovs. hall ana STAIR
myriad mirrors started up
And caught my shadow there.
Sometimes my profile paled and sank,
A smile upon my lips
Sometimes a blur my features wers
Swift darkeTing TO eclipse:
But following as these figures fed,
Faint ghosts of gTayish CLEANS
! walked beside, as one who walks
Companioned in his dreams
Oh! winding years that round my path
Like mirrors fash and pass,
Once. always, do you hold for me
The wrath within the glass:
Some night or day, some star or sun
CAS- what should say "Beware!0
Reveals IN your dead seasons fight
My shadow passing there.
Ernest McGafey.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19
LENT.

She has a dress of Dublin green,
And many glowing colors bIent,
She longs to have the costume seen.
But she must wait awhile, I ween,
To show the garb-for it is Lent
She wears her heart upon her sleeve,
With coquetry of mild intent:
And yet, her many suitors grieve,
Because, alas! they must believe,
IN spite of all, that 1t is Lent.
So, everywhere we turn to-day
Our dearest hopes in twain are rent
And, though our bills we long to pay,
To creditors We have to say:
mo cash to-day; for it is Lent"
Chicago Record.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19
TEAR BOTTLE.

Glass wherein a Greek girls tears
Once were gathered as they fell.
After these two thousand years
Is there still no tale to tell?
Buried with her, in her mound,
She is dust long since. but you
Only yesterday were found
Iridescent as the dew
Fashioned fauItlessly. a form
Graceful as was hers whose cheek
Once against you made you warm
While you heard her sorrow speak.
At YOUR lips I listen long
For some whispered word OF her.
For some ghoStly strain of song
In your haunted heart to stir.
But your crystal lips are dumb.
flushed The music in your hearth
All. if she would only come
Back again. and bid it start!
Long is Art, but Lite how brief!
And the end seems so unjust;
This companion of her grief
Here to-day. while she is dust!
Atlantic Monthly.
he Car Of Russia owns a single estat
is ia. 000 600 acres in extent. and is sa;
he the largest in the world.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

To clean vanished paint, take a small guam
tity Of tea leaves, pour some hot water over
them, let them steep for half an hour then
drain through a sieve and use the liquor for
cleaning the paint.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

Frederic Leighton: :'serage was the shortest
lived in the history OF England. He Gied on
the day following that upon which the pateni
of nobility was issued. and. as he left no heir.
the title died with him.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

The home dressmaker who has no small
pressing board for sleeves seams will find
that rolling pin covered with soft fannei
we'll
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19
IF WE HAD THE TINE.

II | had the time to find place
And sit me down full face to face
With my better half that carno, show
IN my daily life that rushes SO:
It might be then l would see nv soul
was stumbling still toward the shining goal,
might be EerYed by the thought sub
lime
If had the time.
II I had the time 10 let my heart
Speak out and take in my life part
To look about and to stretch a hand
To cOErade CHARTERED in no-luck land.
An God! II / might but just sit still
And hear the note of the whip-poor-wiu
! think that my wish with Gods would
rhyme
If I had the ttmel
If had the time to learn from you
How much for comfort my word could do:
And told you then Of my sudden WITH
To kiss your feet when did you Hi
II the tears aback Of the GOODNESS feigned
Could flow. and the wrong be quit. explained
Brothers, the souls of US all would chine
II we had the time!
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

One Of the largest stockmen of Lincoln
County Wash, has notified President Cleve-
land that he would furnish the Governments
with 5000 horses free Of charg- in case Of <
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

In the matter of belts for day gowns
note that the narrow belts have yet several
widths, ana tie wider ones are worn by
the taller women, and the narrowe.st ones
by the shor,er women, while the shortes-
and stoutest women sschew them alto
gether.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

Tfe ga table is 6anished at last from the
paror.. When fad has become SO vulgarized
th:s mas with is souvenir spoons and tiny
;npp!ynE cups and general aspect of useless
ness they" lose no time in divorcing it,
Tea Is taken in large houses in the
breakfast or tea room, where the square table.
ths RI old-fsshoned tea service the closet
witt IS cake and jellies and liquors, and ali
u. goodies are a feature of the room
Or II is laid big silver tray by the
eat nall fireplace. When neither hall nor
zee room are provided for in a small house
~ butler maid brings the tea things into
ta~ parloF on 4 large tray lights the lamp
SAFER The already hot water and leaves the
hostess TO
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

Henry W. Sage the benefactor whose birth
day Cornell recently celebrated, has given that
10 S;.l55 GEO, AS the Cornell Sun" puts it.
without Mr.. Sage's gift Cornell would not be
university at all, but merely polytechnic
institute. One of the most notable Of his
s...s Is SAGE Han for women
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

All the cClcrs of the autumn forests ap-
pear in the new millinery foliage Brown
rCsGs ara ans. gtEe most unnatural but most
charming flowers. Leaves are like all the
chameleon effects in all the dress goods,
n.arvaIs Of coloring.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

Bows for the neck have not diminished in
popularity. and for bclts rich and fancy rib
aonS are employed, the chine pattern being
possibly ;he Gavorite.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

One Of the most prolific authors of short
stories in England is Mr.. PETIT Ridge who Il
the brief FIVE years he has been writing them
has produced $50, besides countless number
OF sketches and dialogues. Mr. Pet Ridg, Is
IS years old He is empIoye on a sinai.
salary Of the municipality Of London, azz
this gave him his entire support until he wsn:
into journalism.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

Young girls are giving a pretty touch 10
their hardressing by tying 8 ribbon about the
coil. with bow az the nape Of the neck
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

Sir Charles Dixie has recn-t-G his won6sr
that the popular name Of Britain abroad is not
Scotland. SO numerous are the seots in every
outlying part Of the British Emrtre.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19

The greatest work of sculpture made by the
late ". w. Story is said TO be the monument TO
his wife, who is buried next to the grave ~
Shelly in the cemetery at Rome.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1896-03-19
IN PASSING.

The Car Of Russia owns a single estate
that is 10. 0000 600 acres in extent. and is said
IL he the ArgcSt In the world.
The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1896-04-12
IfA1I.ETTsyll.r.n NOTES.

Ilallettsville, Texas, April lo--Thc Hal
lottsvillc fire company has increased suf-
noienily 10 require the forming Of now
company. \ REORGANIZATION has been had
and the following are the officers: WA.
Price, chief; Charles Pillar. foreman, Hose
Company No. / leo Kroschel. foreman
No. ?, II. A. Lindcnberg, foreman Hook
and Ladder No. T. Charles Pillar Leo
krnscheI and Gus Samusrh are the dole
gates 10 the stat convention. which meets
In Austin next month.
county court mas been IN session all
weel, aud Will last some TWO weeks longer.
There arc sixty c.yu and twenty seven
criminal cases ami considerable probate
business 10 be disposed Of
The viii OF the l0te :. b. Moore has been
prol-ate1 and an Inventory is now being
made. He was the largest taxpayer In
NE county ana had property interests IN
Moore md l.. u. Allen, who wers ascot,
ga WIN LIN In business are hero for a
lev DAYS y = esiltc WIN be DIVIDED equal
~ t0tF son rs children.