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Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06
CHESS PLAYING AS A PROFESSION FOR WOMEN.

him, but he has to make certain con-
| cessions. If he takes off one of his
pawns and gives me two moves at the
start l can generally catch his king at
the close Of the game.
There Is no woman living who can
beat Mr., Showalter In an even game,
and as for the men-well, the annual
championship games in which he plays
decide that and the world knows the
rest.
Last summer had the greatest disap-
polntment OF my life Twenty women
representatives of the different chess
clubs all over the world, met at the
Hotel Cecil In London, for chess tour
nament. l could not go because
could not leave my baby. Mrs, Wor-
rell, Americas representative, came out
fourth.
Previous to that I met Mrs. Worren
for a series Of match games. They
stopped three to two in my favor, and
one draw game. In the middle Of the
next game we were interrupted on, ac-
count of sickness at home. I have not
played since. l am very slow player.
1 like to play only fifteen or twenty
moves an hour which means thought
of three or four minutes on each move.
Using this rate of speed. 1 played a
match game with Mr., Riel Buz, late
director Of the Manhattan Chess Club.
of New York, and now of the German
| army. I won the match. five games UP.
five to three at the finish.
L also played match game with
Mr.. E. Lasker, champion of the world
four years ago. In which beat him Ave
games. He took off knight, giving
me, of course, some odds and himself
handicap.
I won a single game on even terms
with Mr.. N. Jasnogrodsky, who is r
famous chess player. I also won game
from Louis Schmidt, the violinist and
| chess player.
If L were to advise woman to take
up game I should recommend chess
because it develops the mind and inter-
ests her at the same time. The only
requisites are, as l said before, a good
mind and common sense and TO this
must be added good physical health.
With baby the matter of hours isn't
| always to be regulated, and so, tempo
rarily, 1 have given up chess playing
but shall take it up again.
Am I open for match games? Yes and
/ no. 1 want to play again, and I ann
ready to receive any challenge. I do
not play for money, and perhaps on
that account I cannot be called a PRO
fessional," but I am a woman chess
player and 1 would like to play any
woman in the world.
Nellie Marshall Showalter.
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06

knew that she felt hurt and this only
made me the more uncomfortable. How
could | have had so little tact. / was
not suspicious of her 1t was only the
jealous feeling understood by any one
who pets hobby and allows it to gov
ern him.
For the next few days saw little of
the Windsors, for, having 4 relative in
town, | devoted my days TO visiting her,
and only my nights were spent in my
room
But I punished myself ny locking up
in my chest my precious coins and sub
shutting for them an imitation set pro-
cured long ago from a Venetian coin
dealer
An imitation set of coins is owned by
nearly every collector, just as most wo-
men own paste jewels. The limitations
are lighter and less accurately engraved
but for a cabinet or a table they are
quite as good.
Splendid library cabinets are rarely
stripped of their coins, though the own
er knows of a safe deposit where the
priceless originals lie Any dealer will
make duplicate and imitation set OF
lead and brass, which for purposes of
history and display are just as good.
1t was such set as this that now
adorned my table in the little Windsor
fiat.
One evening, as 1 entered my room
in the dusk, L had an uncomfortable
feeling of contact or presence which, as
1 paused to listen, was not dispelled by
soft, creeping noise, as though of a
door being silently closed.
| struck a match, and as I did 50
heard a little bolt slide gently; and
then I knew that the door between my
room and Mrs. Windsor's parlor had
! been opened; and that had come home
just as the person who had opened it
was in the act of closing and ~e-bolting
it on the other side
How strange!
l started to call out "Mrs. Windsorn
and then my eye fell upon the little coin
table, and saw it was empty. The i'm
itation coin set was gone!
l stood perfectly still moment with
the dying match in my fingers and then
a wave of recollection shot over me.
I-had said [ would not be at home that
night And Mrs. Windsor-horrible
thought-knew it,
A voice broke the stiffness from the
next room. 1t was Mrs. Windsors
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06
BY AUGUSTA PRESCOTT.

Was it very much, dear?"
"A thousand dollarsn'
"Egbert dearr
Yes, and l am either to furnish Sc
curlty for the amount until recovered,
as they are missing entirely, or work for
20 a week until we hear from them"
And that may be?"
weeks, months, maybe a year, if
they were shipped by the Pacific lines"
There was a gasping sound now, and
felt sure both were crying. / would
have given the world to have stepped
in Just here to say word of comfort.
But. what could have said, even if my
role of involuntary eavedropper hAd
been an open one.
One thousand dollars! My own slen-
der income scarcely Appropriated that
in a year, and beyond that l had moth
ing in the world except
Except my coinsi
A coin collector, you must know, is a
monomaniac, quiet but persistent; a lu-
matte, harmless but determined.
OF all habits there is none as difficult
to break as that Of coin collecting; apd
of all extravagances there is none so
consuming. The passion of the miser
is a low throb compared to it, and the
desire of the epieure scarcely touches it
in intensity.
For the sake of the coins which / so
dearly love 1 have made myself an ex-
lie, dwelling in humble circumstances,
where the value of my dearly loved
coins might raise me to wealth.
While listened to the conversation
between Egbert Windsor and his wife
my hand rested on a small table at my
side, and 1 suddenly became aware that
here, right under my very fingers rest
ed the means of saving them from the
long slavery of poverty before them.
Vest Right there in my very hand!
And yet, and yet! No, not for all the
world could 1 have brought myself to Of
fer up so great a sacrifice on the altar
of human friendship.
And why should ], and for strangers,
too! People 1 have scarcely known for
two months.
The thought, certainly a reasonable
one, comforted me, and lighted my gas
to dismiss it and the Windsors from my
mind.
As the light flooded my apartment a
light touch sounded on my door and I
opened it to see Mrs. Windsor standing
outside
sOnly a letter." she said, handing me
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06

sw XazL- 8.s a.111l
the pairaconfortabl because. of their
good feeling for me. Thus two months
passed very pleasantly.
FBopaQnys position in my own room,
next stheirusitting rooom. l could over
hearsScraps. of their conversation, and
ofteRportiors of it reached me which
was aafraid We're not Intended for out
Sidel ears T5| $685.
This was particularly the case one
evening, when Mr.. Windsor came home
long after the dinner hour.
AT the evening meal, partaken Of by
Mrs. Windsor and myself alone, l no.
ticed that she was troubled and pre-oc-
cupied hence when I escaped to my own
room, /: sat down a minute in the dark,
troubled over the worry of my usually
bert came in:
+Its no use, darling" heard him say.
'I can't trace the box. I've hunted and
I've hunted | must have shipped the
goods wrong"
but, surely they will not hold you
responsib1e-after such good record
''But they will! Old Morgan head of
the firm, told me today that the goods
would be charged to me until found,
and then the loss III valuation would be
deducted from my salary"
"Oh,S Fgbert.'
"YesS' You see the goods were due at
Dresden. last, Friday. week. | must have
shipped them by mistake to some other
port. Meanwhile we have lost the Ores
den sale and possibly the goods"
There was a pause Then in a timid
voice. Eheard Mrs. Windsor say:
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06
THE TOOTH of TEMP
Lam a boarder in a fat.

Lsam, a. boarder in a fiat,
When t,r single woman. advertised
EorraroDm in ia private family, there
caEie5 in reply, as inviting an answer
VS. I desired 49,
Itoinfonmed me that Mrs. Egbert
Windsor and husband would be pleased
10 have me make one of them in a
snTalli apartment of four rooms, in
which one, front hall bedroom, would
be mine
I accepted the invitation, agreed to
pay the modest rate and in a week was
settled down. sOne of my doors opened
into a hallway; the other, which was
kept locked, led into the sitting-room
of my hostess. A large square front
window looked out into the street.
En- this comfortable little placeI made
ready to be at home and>to become zone
Of the family of Mr.. and Mrs. Egbert
Windsor, who, by the way. were bride
and5groom, enjoying their third delight
full week of honeymoon bliss.
Young Windsor, was a clerk in a ship
ping house, the head of the foreign
goods. department, and ready for rapid
advancement His wife, a girl from
New Hampshire was helping him by
making a home for him within his sim
ples means ;land adding to the home. In
come as well as sshescould by taking a
boaFdenvrE sea-
This much 4 learned the first day of
myo stayafFom the young wife herself,
whoF came into7 my room and chatted
with me while [ unp5cked. 1t took so
long to undo and arrange my coins did
tell you that am a collector of coins0
that before L lad finished, l knew most
of her simple history.
She was much Interested in me and
most anxious that should feel at
home J; So after many protestations of
good feeling and many good wishes for
my comfort, she left me, making me
promise. to spend as much of my leisure
as pleased me in her own more spacious
rooms. u @F
I. was to take my breakfast and dim
ners with my hostess; but my luncheons
We're. to be taken as pleased.
Thus. twice a day, met Ella Windsor
and her husband, and 1 must say that
twice a day enjoyed as pretty and
comfortable a meal as ever one knew;
pretty because of the affection between
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06

sweet treble:
"Egbert, Egbert, darling" she was
saying, "Egbert, dear. Don't despair,
love. Lift your head from the couch
and look at me!'
'There is no hope
do not say that, dear! Here, here
in my bosom are the coins that will
set us free; they belong to her, to our
boarder. But can replace them so she
will not know. A dealer told me so
today, and offered to pledge them for
me for thousand dollars or all the
money we want I am to see him to-
night"
"Ellar'
Eyes, love, 1 know it is not right
that it is wrong, even stealingi But 1t
does no harm and we will put them back
cat the price Of your honor?'
There was no reply.
Then the clear voice Of Egbert Wind
sor rang out:
"No, my grill Take them backl Bet
ter starvation and shame than dishonor!
Better a clear heart than a guilty con-
science. Better a hidden God than a
smiling devil! Take them back, girl,
and God will helpSus bothr'
How I crept down behind my little
bedstead I know not, while the weeping
woman slid back the little bolt again
and entered my room. In the light that
slit it like a knife, she stepped across to
the table and dropped the coins upon 1t.
AS she smoothed them fiat with her
hands her head bent low, and am sure
that her lips rested upon them.
There was little sleep for me that
night and no rest for my spirit; for, in
its selfish depths, the shadow of a great
resolve was lying.
Next morning at daybreak [ unlocked
my chest, took out a heavy package
and crept OUT
When I returned, an hour later, II
was to lay bank note upon the break
fast table, before the eyes of the as
tonished Windsors.
What, sold your coins?" they cried
as I told my story.
No; only pawned them" I replied
show too much.
"Impossiblew they cried but you
should not have done it! Listen to this
letter, 1t came an hour ago.
And then, with the glad tears running
down her cheeks, Mrs Windsor read
me the following letter.
office Morgan & Co., Barclay Street.
Dear Sir: The cargo of merchandise
marked Dresden" was received by the
firm in that city three weeks ago; but
owing to the negligence of an employee
was not recorded You are, therefore
freed from all responsibility.
Yours truly,
Morgan & Co.
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06

! than either Christ was called priest
1 after the order of Melcfi5edek. because
he, too was a member of the great
lodge. Solomon was an unusually high
adept, so was the Hiram -Abiff of Ma
sonry.
Masonry has its rites and symbols of
many real occult truths for Masonry
was originally started by adopts. Dur
ing the darkness of the middle ages the
masters could work safely only through
the secret orders of Masons and Rosi-
crucians. Today, for the first time in
millenniums, it is possible for them to
work openly. In other ages they would
have been hunted as devils or Worship
ped as gods. Today they come forth
again through the medium that they
have established, the Theosophical So
ciety. Through this they are trying to
bring to man knowledge of the hidden
laws of nature. M. S. Guild.
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06
STORIES ABOUT sLEEP,7w4e5t,KEyERs
F'rona the Hartford ,Courant.)

F'ronl the Hartford .Courant)
The mention of a sleepwalker standing
upon the street railway track tine other
night and barely escaping being run
down. has brought to the minds of many
people incidents i'm this line that have
come under their observation and it is
simply astonishing how general is this
habit. One person mentions the case of
a member of the household who was
found wandering about ON the housetop,
all unmindfCl of his danger, while the
observer was at his wits end to know
how to get him in before he should make
nisstep and fall to the ground.
Usually the eyes of the somnambulist
are wide open, and now and then a
story indicates that the vision must be
fairly good at times.
For instance, a gentleman remembers
That when he was a young man an ae-
quaintance was badly given to the hab-
1t, and he would often go out into the
yard and wander about. One night a
number lay in ambush for him just to
watch his operations. By and by the
door opened in business like way and
out came the young man. He went
straightway across the street into lot
where there was nut tree and pro-
ceeded to pick up nuts and put them in
a pile. A few minutes at this task, then
he started toward the house. In span
ming the fence he made a misstep and
fell This awakened him, and while he
was in the first act of collecting his
thoughts he saw in the darkness the
young men who were watching him.
Just at that time their appearance so
startled him that he fed like a deer.
The circumstance was so impressed on
his mind that he never afterward in
dulged in the habit.
A gentleman told an amusing incident
that happened in his early life. He was
sure that he could not have been more
than five or six years old at the time.
He often found himself al the far end
of the long, unfinished chamber where
he slept, and usually could not awake
sufficiently to find his way 20 bed again,
so one or the other Of his parents would
hear him crying and come to his res
cue Naturally they got q little tired
of the bother and no one should be
blamed for what followed. AS stated,
the chamber was an unfinished one, and
in place of the guard rail at the danger
end Of the stairway a number of bar
rels had been placed.
When the nights somnambulistic tour
eliminated that left a lasting impress
sion on his mind, as well as his body
he was near, those barrels and it seemed
had been struggling to get through be-
tween them when he must surely have
been killed by falling down the stairs.
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06

an envelope.
Her face was flushed, as from, crying,
but she wore a sweet smile. mo, won't
come in tonight" said she.
AS she turned away her eyes met
mine. and something in my face must
have told her that [ knew. You
heard" said she; isn't it terrible! Poor
Egbertl 1t will kill himp'
II did not-not hear all, 1 said lame
ly; how much"
"a thousand dollars or its security
And we do not know where there is as
much money as that in the world"
At this moment. may be by chance,
her eyes fell upoE the coins.
There they lay, gold and silver and
bronze, brass and copper and nickel, all
shimmering and bright under the ray
Of the gas. There they lay all cleaning,
five hundred of thenl just as l had laid
them out for counting before dinner at
ter the little polishing brush had done
its weekly work upon them.
"They are worth as much as that?'
she asked timidly.
Eyes, and great deal more" I said
brusquely, for I did not like to have her
eye them so hard; and then, jealousy or
some selfish fiend getting possession OF
me, brushed them into my lap and
tumbled them headlong into my bureau
drawer.
When I turned Mrs. Windsor was
gone.
Next morning heartily ashamed OF
my act, I tried to turn the con-
versation toward the topic of the night
before, but Mrs. Windsor avoided it.
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06
MR.. cRoKER's CLUB.
fFrom Harper,s weeklyl


Croker's Democratic Club in New
York city is something more than anus
ing. We are. indeed, not quite sure
whether the bosss determination to play
the elegant and fashionable sportsman
is altogether an evil, or the subject for
Jest. If TESTING should result in his
abandonment of suavity and evening
dress, we might regret the return to
roughness in affairs, untempered, as it
now is. by a certain sudden polish OF
the paddock and the jockey club. It
may be said, indeed, that the Crokerfan
manner of<life at the democratic club
will entice young men, who might 9TH
erwise become virtuous citizens, into
the arena and atmosphere Of crime; but
we doubt If this be so. 1t would be a
very young man indeed, brought up I'M
der exceptionally remote and innocent
conditions, who would be fooled by the
outward appearances of Richard Crok-
err, or Paddy Diver, or Dry Dollar Sui
livan. So far there has been found In
New York only one father of respecta-
Bile antecedentS and surroundings who
has been willing to appear with his son
at the top of the slide, and to expedite
his descent by a helping shove. There
are, we trust, no other fathers In the
city capable Of this kind of DEVILS work,
although we recognize the force or what
may be said in behalf of this one, that
his parental affection is so strong that
he cannot get along without his sons
society at the bottom. On the whole,
we should say that Mr.. Cookers ele-
gance will harm no one, unless it turn
himself and his natural comrades
toward Hypocrisy dangerous form Of
sin from which they have hitherto been
free; while, on the other hand, they
may feel called upon to do certain
things for the benefit Of the city in or
der to live up to their pretensions. An
other pleasant thought is that it may be
accepted as a general proposition, that
every show Of elegance and every sub
stantial attempt for gaining the appear
ance of virtue will cost some votes to
Tammany.
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06

OF All the evils that attack children
: scarcely any otheris more dreaded than
Group, 1t so often comes in the night.
The danger is so great. The climax is so
sudden. 1t is no wonder that Mrs. w. ].
dickson, (better known under her pen
800 ~ .nford Eveleth, y calls it 'the
esfrat 81 ni6thers.n Nor is it any wonder
hal shc SyIites in terms OF praise and
qratise.e fot the relief which she has
innua aoth qfrom her own anxieties, and
3e8 her chi1dren's ailments, in DR.. ]. c,
Ayers cherry Pectoral.
Memory does not recall the time when
-. Eg5sls CherryPectoral was not used in
ohg sfnEilyI dor throat and lung troubles
rsfat terroE sef- mothers--th startling
-5sur5 cough--iiever alarmed me, so long
e ildt bottle of Ayers Cherry Pectoral
lHAAe7 house to supplement the hot-water
bstfl igWhen suffering with whooping
coagb,ain it's worst form, and articulation
wac irttpessible on account of the choking
ny children would poiut and gesticulate
toward the bottle; for experience had
taffSht chem that relief was in its con,
MIS- Mrs. W. ]. DICKSON C"Stanford
Hveieth ~ author of Romance of the
rovinces,p Truro, N. s.
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06
= THAT TERROR of MOTHERS. .
How it was overcome by a
ID ssss 8s5. Nova Scotian mother
Who is. well known as an author.

X c. ]. woodbridge, workman, Tex, writes:
lone of my children had Group. One
night I was startled by the child's hard
breathing, and on going to il found It
strangling. 1t had nearly ceased TO breathe.
Having a part of bottle of Dr.. Ayers
Cherry Pectoral in the house, gave the
child three doses, at short intervals, and
anxious1y waited results. From the mo-
ment the Pectoral was given the child's
breathing grew easier and in short time
it was sleeping quietly and breathing nat
uraliy. The child is alive and we'll to-day,
and 1 do not hesitate to say that Ayers
Cherry PICTORIAL saved its life" &C. J.
WOODBRIDGE. workman, Tex.
These statements make argument in
favor of this remedy unnecessary. 1t is
family medicine that no home should be
without. 1t is just as efhcacious in bron-
chitis, asthma, whooping cough, and all
other varieties of coughs, as it Is in Group.
To put it within everyone's reach, DR..
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half size bottles, at half price-So cents.
Send for Ayers .Curebook Nree) and read
of other cures effected by DR.. Ayers
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Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06
THE OFFICE BOYS LAMENT,

L do not appear to be appreciated at
anywhere near my real value in this
place.
instead of making my work easy and
pleasant, as they ought to do, the men
seem to be entirely engrossed in their
own affairs and to have no thought or
care about mine.
find it impossible to get any of them
to converse with me, although I en-
deaVor to show toNthem that l am in
clined to be affable and that am with
ing to talk with them on any subject.
When they are talking among them
selves, they act as though they were
offended if I enter into their conversa-
ton.
1t is evident they regard themselves
on different and higher level than
the one l occupy, whereas I never en-
terrain feelings of a similar nature
in regard to them. On the contrary
perfect equality.
They never introduce their visitors to
me, which is unfortunate, for 1 feel
sure their visitors would enjoy my ac-
quaintance.
They have a way of ordering me
about which is exceedingly annoying. 1
can truly say that never tell them
II
for me to approve of their way of do
ing things.
1t seems particularly hard that I am
not permitted to whistle in peace, cor
to drum on my desk, when | am SO fond
of quieting my sorrows by some kind Of
noise.
L have been here whole week and
not one of them has asked me out to
lunch or extended any of those cour-
tesies which one gentleman is expect
ed to extend to another.
had always supposed that men were
all the time looking about for ways in
which they could help beginner along
in life; but these men are quite differ
ent from the men have read about in
the books.
After have swept out nice and clean
they don't try to keep the office clean.
They. seem to be determined to get it
dirty as soon as possible. so that shall
have to go to sweeping again.
How long would they go on, WON
der, with their work, if l should be all
the time endeavoring to undo what they
have done?
They seem to think that the office boy
is not possessed of feeling and that his
work is of no consequence.
They don't understand me at all, and
they never give me any credit for any.
thing. If they do think of me occa-
sionally, it is to impute unworthy mo-
tives tc me.
How do they know that, when I fail
to fill their inkstands, it is not in the
interest Of economy? That I wish to
save ink and to remind them contin-
ually of the evil of extravaganza?
The only wonder is that l don't quit,
Then, 1 wonder, what would become
of the establishment Boston Trans
script
Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-06

The noise aroused the parents, and on
this memorable occasion the father Wis
tied the chamber and just in time to
save the lad from getting through. He
through, and the opportunity for ad-
ministering the usual punishment of
those days could not have been better
arranged to order. "Talk about spank
ings," said the relator; why, that must
have been 40 years and more ago. but
can feel the sting as if it was last
night! But it cured me, you may be
SIRE