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The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-10-23

her face which would be fatal to her por-
trait unless one was painting Ariadne
THE melancholy will vanish before long.
Meantime you need not transfer that part
of her face to the canvas.
IF you desire-if you wish-if you author
ize--l will paint your daughter as she ought
to be-as she was. perhaps originally.
You mean with vivacity and cheerful
ness. My daughter is, naturally, the most
vivacious girl possible. There are reasons
] need not state thenl-why this cheerful
ness is for a moment, l do not say de-
stroyed. rather suspended. You cannot, be-
lieve me, put too much light and cheerful
ness into her face
When the lady left him he took up the
canvas with the portrait of the dream upon
II and substituted it for the doleful face
he had just begun.
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GIamnnr.
3 wonder DAYS. VIII.

D wonder days. when heart and I were young.
And all the world was radiant aid new
When every little common flower that grew
Interrreted to me an unknown tongue
Or seemed fairy bell that late had rung
It's silver peal across the morning dew
When skies we're tapestries OF living blue
And stars mesh OF Jewels overhuns
Now Is my happy youth fulfilled and
Am come to mine inheritance Of pain
let does the brightness Of the days gore by
Siill cast clcry over hill and plain:
still can ! 20 beneath the open sky
AMI feel the old. world young and strange again
Elizabeth Wilder, IN Atlantic Monthly.
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AZ South Pennsylvania Street.

want a bird or an animal of a certain shape
or color they set about manufacturing the
article, so to speak, by the exercise of ex-
ceedingly clever ingenuity and untiring pa
thence. Here, for example, is how the white
sparrows are produced. They select pair
of grayish birds and keep them in a white
cage in a white room, where they are at
tended by a person dressed in white. The
mental effect on d series of generations OF
birds results in completely white birds.
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III.

Il.
So the sittings began; so they went on,
day after day. always he same. The girl
came with her mother, took her seat, and
moved not so much as finger while the
sitting lasted She took no notice of the
artist, not even to recognize his presence;
she paid no attention to the picture; she
would not even look at it. For the rest of
the day she was invisible: she did not APP
pear at breakfast or at DINNER. If the art
list went out into the park or gardens he
never met her. and he never heard her voice
or PASSED her in the house. He began,
however, to understand that the portrait
was painted against her wish, and that she
consented to sit only in obedience to her
mother. The mother, on the other hand
was most anxious about the picture. She
watched 1t eagerly, she criticised, she ques-
toned; here the light was too strong, here it
was too weak, here she wanted more color
Her eagerness about the picture was GER
ed for something more than a mere family
portrait to hang on the walls.
Once the artist offered some kind of apollo
gy for the jOyouSneSS of the face. II have
made 1t too-tOo joyous, perhaps"
No, you cannot put too much happiness
into into the face. OF course there is no such
know that. But young girls sometimes
drea% Of happiness My girl did, If they
Pray she asked, after a pause, "are
you married yet or engaged?"
''Neither-yet.
"You will be, some time or other. You
look like a young man who is born to dream
OF happiness. Then you will learn the truth
will learn the truth
IT hope not 1 would rather continue in
a Dream
IF man knew woman he would hate her.
Ii woman knew man she would loathe him. -
FAnd this cloud of melancholy-do you
think it will vanish in timer?
When young people know nothing of the
truth they live in FOOLS paradise. My
in I
tell you what you must have guessed; then
she was as animated as you have repre-
scented her. She cannot put that dream TO
the test of reality, so she became sad. She
has to realize the true meaning of life and
its duties, and this makes her still more
melancholy In a few months, when she
has learned what things really mean, the
nation which marks the average human face
will take its place.
'"Then what will become of the picture?''
ut will be for her, and for me, mem
ory of the past. For another person, also
deeply concerned it will be hope, never
to be realized, of the future
So she left the painter.
You have been in love-very much in
love" the artist addressed his portrait,
land you had to give him up. Why? The
usual obstacle, | suppose-want of money.
Her ladyship evidently expects much money.
Where is the chap, l wonder? He ought
to carry you off TO Gretna Green. With
such a face and such look you would en-
joy being carried off to Gretna Green. And
who will look at the portrait and will ex-
pect YOU to put in these smiles and
this vivacity? Happy bridegroom! Happy
bride!'
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Collecting the Remains.

Cleveland Plain Dealer.
The Angel Gabriel-Come, come, who Is delay
ing the proceedings?
Voice from the rear of the newly-arisen ones
1t s that Christopher Columbus. Mr.. Gabriel;
he's trying to get himself together.
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Chicago

Chicago Record.
Clarendon Dawdler is the most hopelessly lazy
man ! ever knew
.'Doesn'f ne do anything at all?"
do anything? He doesn't even blame his
parents for NOT bringing him up differently"
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Diplomacy.
Cleveland Leader.

Cleveland Leader
How did you get her to consent to become your
wife?''
II told her that her father had ordered me
never TO darken his door again"
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whist Crank.
Cleveland T

Cleveland Plain Dealer.
did you see such a crank on whist as
that Miss Plunk?''
Never. why when Gabriel plays his last
trump she'll get right up and show him where he
made a great mistake in not playing it sooner"
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Taken In.


Poor Maud, She was cruelty deceived when
she married old Gotrox
Didn't he have any money 2?
PLENTY of it; but she has learned that he Is
ten years younger than he said he was.'
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Uncle Hiram-The United States has heen shut
p in It's own borders long enough. It's list broke
yut OF its she'll and now it's got ter make Some
erin alliances.
Uncle Eiias--Well whaf,d Won be in favor Of
1lyin' with?
Uncle Hiram In the fust place. I'm Ter an al
lance Witn kooshia till we lick England then
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A HunOrist.

X
Theatrical Manager-our new Comedian is a
funny guy.
Assistant-That so2
Theatrical Manager-Yes; he DelieYes ne is
going to get his salary.
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Detroit Free Press.
Clara is always up-to-date."
What now2''
''She rented wooden Indians to decorate her
parlors for that afternoon tea
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Judge.

Judge.
Mrs Farmside-Joshua. the tramps have robbed
our clothesline again.
Joshua-How do yer know it's tramps?
Mrs Farmside- Because they have taken every
thing but the towels
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His Idea


School Trustee--Seems to me them fellers that
get I'D the dictionaries wasted an awful lot OF
time.
Village Teacher-Hnw7
School Trustee--Puttin' in all them common
words that everybody knows the meanin' Of.
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Y I :.

The Royal Academy keeps its doors open,
as all the world knows, till the end of July.
1t was in the morning of a day in the last
week that the portrait painter of whom we
have been speaking paid a farewell visit to
the exhibition. He had three portraits ex-
hibited and on the close Of the exhibition
the pictures were all going off to their own
eTs. HID also had in his pocket letter
from the lady. Dear sir" it ran. '.will you
kindly forward on the close of the exhi-
bltion. ray daughters portrait to Christie
pher Armiger, esq, Bender Mansions
Brook street, W." ''Armiger?'' he re-
peated. rArmiger2 There was an Armiger
at Pemfroke-Ch Christopher Armiger too
suppose she has married him and has not
exchanged sadness for resignation Ia 5
world where there is NO happiness
I He made his way 10 the picture: II was
the best hA had ever done. but then he
said, - was helped by thai lmssst provlden
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HUMoR OF THE DAY.


by Jove! I'm awfuly glad to see you here,
Miss Brown. When | first came In / felt quite
nervous-eveIybody looked awfully CLEVER
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FAREWELL he exclaimed. Perhaps we shall
meet in the future life?ss
The beautiful. good girl shuddered
''Niscreant! she sneered, scornfuIly.
ssAh yes.' falteTed the man: but you NAV
come down a stunning tour, don't y0sI know .
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tn great

Chicago RECORD.
cousin Josephine hides her deafness with great
fact."
How"
''she talks all the time
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A NIiscue.


THE man that marry she said. must be
one who always thinks before he Speaks
Then replied the young gentleman ut whom
tie shaft had been aimed, II guess he'll never
ask vou.'s
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/ do not hesitate TO recommend Munyons
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A Sure Case of Tramps.

we can make our alliance with England and
clean out any of the others
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[PUB LIsHFD BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMENT
THE LnINER'S ROMANCE
By SIR WALTER BEsANT.

Master
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-10-24

rider lay at the bottom of the ravine.
He closed his eyes after a while, and
when he opened them it was TO look
square in the face of-Keating.
''Wen,'' remarked the foreman, cold
ly. what are you doing here?
Lorne did not reply. The pony had
rolled away from him and was limping
painfully after some grass On the hill
side. 1t had been only stunned. The
old ranchman went on more severely
than before: Your beat is half mile
west of here"
I know it. but 1 was looking for q
better foothold for the pony" This was
strictly true.
You seem to have found it-talze off
that saddle and let the horse stay. It
can't walk home.'
Heating was astride his powerful
gray, and as he started for the corner
cabin Lorne trudged behind. All the
long six miles the boy conjured over
the foreman's position, and was at least
certain that Heating had taken dis
like to him.
He was very lame the next morning
for catching and saddling a new pony
out of the ranch lot, but managed to
accomplish it, The riding. too, was
hard. but he made the trip. getting in
behind time. He then made the usual
days rest to catch his regular turn
again.
The bad weather continued. One day
as Lorne turned from the path again,
near the corner a, he found most of
the herd congregated in that corner of
the mammoth pasture, and 4 600 or 5000
cattle seemed to be feeding in sight OF
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hoofs outside. There he comes now"
exclaimed Jim. and they put some more
bacon on the fire.
Heating came in with a clustering
official air that made the three young
men vince a little. The foreman re-
ceived Lorne's hesitating Introduction
him to get a rustic on him and so to
work at once-he had looked for him. -
In the morning Lorne started with
Jim and mile after mile they cantered
along the three-wire fence without see
ing any cattle or finding anything
amiss. Sometimes it was across level
prairie and then through thick forests
OF scrub oak lining low bottom lands.
Later they stopped to turn back a herd
that was getting too close to the fence,
and they reached the cabin at sunset.
1.-The Mexican won't come in tonight"
said Frank. Heating will meet him
and fire him.
This is a mighty easy job
20, yes, on pleasant days. when there
is no troubie-but just wait
Where is my horse?' asked Lorne,
the following morning after breakfast.
In the herd" and Jim pointed to a
half-dozen ponies grazing III 20-acre
fenced field. go and catch one"
Lorne had practiced in boyish way
the art of throwing a lasso. and tried
this manner of getting the bronchOs
that seemed TO him very wild. After
few trials he dropped the long rope
over the head of the tamest of the lot.
Getting the bride and saddle on the
animal with much difficulty, he tried to
mount This was another matter With
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cept the shacks at the corners, used by
the line-riders."
by line-riders?"
yes; four of ,em-one on a side-to
guard 5000 cattle
Are there no fenceS?"
"Of course; but cattle break through.
and settlers cut the wires, so the line
rider has to watch"
This was clearer, and Lorne started
on a ten-mile walk to the nearest cor
ner of the ranch, where he arrived at
nightfall.
Soon after he reached the one-roomed
cabin. from which wire fences led west
and south as far as he could see, a
young man about his own age rode up
from the west on a very tired and
sweaty pony.
Hello. stranger, he called, dis
mounting and stripping the high-pom-
meled saddle from his horse.
After mutual introductions, they en-
tered the cabin, where the north line
rider cooked a supper of bacon and
cornbread that tasted as we'll to Lorne
after that tenmile tramp as any meal
he had ever eaten.
The east line-rider came in before
they were through, and Joined them at
the rude table.
so you're to be one of u.s. began
Jim, as they sat talking by the light of
a small lamp. You will take the Mexi-
cans place on the west line, / suppose.
He and Heating don't get along"
who is Keating?" asked Lorne.
1.-The king-the foreman. He keeps
watch of US and bosses us while we
ride change-off beats"
And what does that mean?"
Look here" and Jim drew a crude
diagram on the table top with his
knife:
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while George was the bright particular
star of the younger circle.
Another family, equally prominent
with the SaXtons, was that of Louis
Shoffer. The Shoffer home was as pop
ular as that of the Saxtons. Mr.. Shoffer
had two beautiful daughters-Mary, a
sparkling brunette, now the wife of eX-
Secretary Of State William z. Day,
and Alice, whose story has Deen re-
vived since George SaXtons murder
Alice Shoffer was a radiantly beautiful
blonde.
The Saxtons and Shooters were on in
innate terms and the older girls, Ida
Saxton and Mary Shoffer. We're the
closest friends. Under the circum-
stances, il was but natural that George
Saxton and Alice Shoffer. the one the
beau and the other the belle of Canton,
should become betrothed-
George Saxton soon wearied of his
affianced bride He discontinued his
visits and neglected her in every pos
sible way. Then he began to pay at
tentionS TO young women who were
socially oStraciZed, and later to drive
out with outcasts and behind fast
horses.
One night when Alice Shoffer was at
the theatre with her father, George
Saxton entered with woman of I'M
savory reputation, who wore around
her neck a-chain and locket that Alice
had given SaXton as a betrothal gift.
Alice sprang forward, snatched the
Iocket from the woman's neck and
fell in a swoon. Saxton did not so
much as turn his head. but escorted
the woman to her seat. Alice was
carried from the theatre to her home
and placed in the bed which she never
left until she was placed in her coffin.
From the day Alice Shoffer died
Saxton was a a social outcast. Canton
homes closed TO him, and the doors
never reopened. Not half a dozen wo-
men within the charmed circle would
speak to him. He did not seem to
care. however but sought his pleasure
elsewhere. Victim after victim be-
came his under promise of marriage.
J Family after family was destroyed.
The life of the daughter of promi
nent jurist was wrecked under a sup
posed engagement and leading Cam
ton physician, who saved his life. after
wards found his wife victim to Sax
TOMS wilss. The doctor shot at Sax
ton one night. but his aim was not as
good as that of the woman who killed
him. A society girl Of Massillon was
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the herder. His companion of the night
before had started early and was ten
miles on his way; Heating he had not
seen since the morning of the accident.
AS he rode through the herd of big,
wide-horned steers and cows with boo
boo-ing" calves by their sides. he
thought he had never seen picture so
pretty. But almost in an instant it
changed. A twig snapped somewhere.
or a jackrabbit jumped from a grass
clump-nO one knows how 1t happens
and suddenly every head was raised
and every ear was pointing forward.
What sea of nervous faces and
branching horns it wasl
Then, with a long. Looping trot. which
soon broke into a canter, a few leaders
started south others followed. becom-
ing more frenzied as they ran. until the
whole herd was in motion and Lorne
had on his hands a full-fedged STAN
pede.
The cattle were already near the
south fence, and his pony could not
overtake them in time to turn the
leaders. With a crash the mass of
flesh was hurled against the barbed
wires, and the strong strands snapped
like cords. A few of the cattle fell.
but the others ran tempestuously over
them and on into the adjoining lands.
Lorne followed, close to the heads of
the leaders, and steered the front ranks
toward a thick piece of timber half a
mile distant. Reaching it the herd was
soon tearing its way, stumbling and
hindered, through a grove Of black
jack.
1t was a masteT-stroke. and the STAN
pede's worst feature was over.
Whats that?" exclaimed the rider,
as he saw through an opening another
herd grazing beyond the timber. He
had understood that there was no oc-
cupant fer the lands TO the south of
Circle ranch. He rode to the open
prairie. and could make out the brand
on each animal-a large capital B.
What surprised him more. however.
was the figure of a man on horseback
among the strange cattle; he rode a
powerful gray horse; it was Heating.
The foreman had already discovered
the coming of the stampeded herd and
was riding toward the excited cattle.
His brow darkened as he recognized
Lorne.
Il Thought you had the west line?''
he broke out furiously.
II have, but the cattle were running
this way and I followed them
He rode on without more words. all
the time puzzled and wondering wheth-
er or not the two punches of cattle
belonged to the same herd.
AS Lorne rode near a grove of trees
detached from the smaller group he
came on something that astounded him
most of ala crumple-horned cow with
yellow calf by her side.
Hello" he cried, you here, too?"
Then he gave prolonged whistlO. On
her right flank he saw large capital
"B'' brand. He had rescued her from
a flooded ravine the week before.
Yet it was certainly the COW he had
saved from the dangers of the sand
creek-and certainly the mother had
then had the circle brand-the mark of
the big ranch on which he was working.
The more he thought of it the greater
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LIGHT ON THE CANTON TRAGEDY
Slayer of Mrs. McKnleys Brother Will Probably Never
Be Prosecuted.

Canon (O.) dispatch to San Francisco
Examiner: Guilty or innocent, Mrs.
Anna George will, in ali likelihood.
never nay the price demanded by the
law for mans life. Canton people be-
heve that when bullet ended the life
OF George d. Saxton, Mrs. McKinley's
brother. the dead man paid less than
eye for eye or tooth for tooth for the
sins he had committed.
There is little doubt in the public
mind that Mrs. George sped on its way
the missile that slew Saxton, but no
pody wants her prosecuted. In fact,
She is looked upon as the avengar of
her sex From boyhood Saxton was a
merciless enemy of wofnankind His
conquests are numbered by the score.
twenty-five years ago SaXton was
the leader Of Canton's four hundred.
lie was the only son of James ssaXton,
a wealthy banker. Ida Saxton, his sis
Ter, now the wife of President 1icKin-
ley. was the leader of the cider SET,