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Warren sheaf., 1899-11-02

Storm Sash and Storm Doors.
Having bought our stock before the
recent advance, we are able to make
extremely low prices.
THE ROBERTSON LUMBER co.
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every item connected with the picking of it
and sending it to the seaports.
The laborerS on the estate are thoroughly
organized. Each man has his own work,
the employees being managed by admins
traitors who have charge of blocks of trees
ranging from 1,OO0,o00 down. In the work
the trees are divided among families, each
family taking charge of 5000 or 1900 trees,
planting them and keeping them clean. At
picking time all the employees are set to
work gathering the coffee berries and
bringing them to the cars. One man can
pick enough berries in day to make about
fifty pounds of coffee. At picking time
there are train loads of coffee berries NOV
ing to and fro from the fields to the fac
tories, and within a few weeks 10000 bags
of coffee beans are shelled out, dried and
shipped
How Coffee Trees Are Grown.
Before taking you on a trip over the es-
tate let me tell you how coffee is grown.
Few people have any idea how much work
1t takes to produce the cup which they
have with their breakfast. In the first
place, the trees must be sprouted in seed
beds, tie beans being sown much like we
sow peas. Only the best coffee beans are
chosen for this purpose. When the coffee
plants are about eighteen months old they
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in the little holes with chips and sticks
over them have been there only a month.
How green everything is, The coffee
leaves seem to have been vanished. There
is no green in nature beautiful as that
of the coffee tree, and the contrast of the
background of red soil throws the green
out, making it seem more beautiful still.
Turn your back to the engine and look
about you. We are now on hill and we
can see the whole earth spread out in a
great waving mantle of green through
which here and there run stripes of bright
red, the roads. What a principality!
Notice those little green buds on that
plant. They surround the joints Of the
branches like a necklace just over the
leaves. Later on they will be red berries
and later still will be turned into the coffee
of commerce, and will be travelling over
the world. They will furnish liquor which
will be drunk on the boulevards of Paris
and in the drawing rooms Of Washington.
Within the last ten years great changes
have taken place in coffee growingin Brazil.
Formerly everything was done by slaves,
who worked under overseers and who put
in something like fifteen hours "A day. Eacn
overSeer called them at 4 o'clock and
marched them to the coffee fields. Their
meals We're brought TO them there and
they Were kept in the fields until about z
o'clock in the evening.
Now that the slaves are emancipated the
most of them have left the coffee regions
and Italians have been imported to take
their places The laborers on the Dumont
fazenda are nearly all Italians and l am
told they make far better workmen than
the negroes. FRANK G. CARPENTER.
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Harvest on the Yukon.

ffCm ScTlDneF
1t was just on the eve of harvesting time
when l first visited the creeks. In day or
two the flow of water from the gulches
where the snow lay thickest would make a
head sufficient to wash the yellow grain
out of the dumps. In the four miles of
Eldorado and the ten miles Of Bonanza
lines of fumes and their dependent sluice
boXes-the lumber for which had been
dragged from the Dawson sawmill by
husky dogs or cut with whipsaws-formed
cupied by cl3im owners and their workmen,
and around piles of clayish-colored dirt,
thawed out inch by inch during the short
winter days, which contained virgin wealth
amounting to nearly S1O,0OO,0O0 The
rounded hillsdes seemed as bare as the
palm of the hand, SCARED by broad streaks
from top to bottom, showing where fire
wood and the timber for building the cabins
and for Keeping up the fires in the drifts
had been slid down.
If you descended by the ladders into the
holes beside the dumps to the drifts you
soon comprehended that reaping the har-
vest, once you have a claim is not so easy
as picking wild cranberries 1t is logged
work to build fires day after day, running
the risk of suffocation and permanent in
jury TO the eyes by the smoke, and pulling
up the dirt, bucketful after bucketful by
means OF windlass, with the thermometer
4u below zero and your dinner to cook In
one spot OF three or four square feet the
nuggets are SO thick that you can nick
them out by hand farmers boy picks
potatoes out of hill. In juxtaposition
there may be as many more square feet
winch are not considered worth thawing
and sluicing, and so the drifts seem like the
pain OF a man trying to make his way to
the light in darkness.
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but suddenly came back There were signs
of mental conflict in his face and voice also.
Mr.. Sutherland. l am not q talkative man.
If l trust your vigilance, you can trust my
discretion. Only l must have your word
tlat you Will convey no warning to your
son. That you will lot even let him see
he lies under any suspicion, least of all,
under your own.
Mr.. Sutherland made an indefinable ges-
ture and Sweetwater again disappeared,
and this time not to return. AS for Mr..
Sutherland. he remained standing before
Mr.. Halliday's door. What had the young
man meant by this emphatic repetition of
his former suggestion? That he would be
quiet also. and not speak of what he had
that night seen? Why, then But to the
hope thus given this honest-hearted gentle
man would yield no quarter. and seeing a
duty before him, duty he dare not shirk
he brought his emotions, violent as they
were, into complete and absolute subjec-
ton. and, opening Mr. Hallidays door, en-
tered the house. They were old neighbors.
end ceremony was ignored between them.
Finding the hall empty and the parlor
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stalk. THIS is no fiction. Ths Brazilian
coffee Is among the best OF the world, and
vast quantities Of IL are consumed every
year as genuine Mocha and Java. Other
kinds OF grains will be classed according TO
their grades, and from every lot five diff
ferent grades are made.
Among the Coffee sortcrS.
One Of the most interesting sights on the
plantation to me was the factory IN which
the women were sorting the different
grades in order to pick out the bad seeds.
Come with me and look at it. We are in a
vast room filled with Italian girls of all
ages, from ten 10 twenty and upward..
They sit at long tables. at the backs OF
which are boxes of green coffee seeds
Just opposite each girl is H;;le opening
In the box, out of which she pulls hand
fuls OF the olive hued grains and spreads
them out on the table before her She
locks them carefully over. picks out such
as are bad and throws them into a box at
the right, sweeping at the same time the
good grains through hole in the table so
that they fall into a bag. which is fastened
beneath and which hangs there between
her knees.
Some of the girls are quite pretty. They
have the large eyes and the bronze rosy
faces of Neapolitan peasants. They have
gay handkerchiefs tied about their heads
and as you enter their great dark eyes
look at you. AS soon as a bag is full IL is
fasten II up ready for shipment.
At the back Of the room are great fam
ming and cleaning machines through which
coffee of the various grades is running in
steady stream. A noise like that OF a
grfst mill fills the room, and burning coffee
titillates your nostrils with an appetizing
odor. II comes from the rear of the build-
ing. Let us go there and learn what they
are roasting. Outside We see a great stack
of the parchment hull chaff. This is being
used as fuel for the engine. 1t is the burn
ing of the coffee chaff which causes the
smell.
Over the Plantation on nm Engine.
But Mr.. Hammond is ready with the spe-
cial engine to take US a trip over the
plantation. 1t is an American locomotive,
made in Delaware. We Jump and are
carried for miles through this great coffee
garden. In front and behind us, as far as
We can see, there are long lines Of green
bushes. There are vast areas to the right
and the left, all coffee Look down the
road. See how the lines of bushes run on
and on, growing smaller and smaller until
they come together. Notice the bushes in
that field over there. They are not as high
as your knee. Those trees have only been
planted a year, and the others further on
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against background of red. Here the
men were plowing, there they We're picking
and in other places they were hoeing the
coffee. The trees were everywhere clean
and most of the plantations were as well
cared for a garden.
Now we went by a forest which had Just
been cut down, and now by fields of cleared
land, in which the stumps were still stand
ing. In these 1 could see the little coffee
plants which had been set out in holes
scooped out of the earth, the plants being
shaded with sticks from the fierce rays of
the sun. Now we went by great platforms
of cement, upon which the coffee beans
were drying, and back of them we could
see the laborers houses, streets of red
adobe huts with roofs of red tile.
At last, after 800 miles of such travelling
came to the station of Ruberao Preto
and here was met by engine which Mr.
Phillip Hammond, the manager Of the Du-
mont fazenda, had sent down to take me
to the estate. I had letters to him from
the secretary of agriculture of Sac Paulo
and was therefore entertained right royalty
during the few days of my stay.
Biggest Coffee Estate in the World.
You people who perhaps think that coffee
grows wild have little idea of the business
of a great plantation like the Dumont.
There is not bonanza farm in the United
States I venture which costs as much an
nually nor one which employs so many
hands.
The estate itself has tens of thousands of
acres. 1t contains over 13, coo acres of cof-
fee fields and 800 acres Of pastures. It is
planting more trees every year, and it is
kept like garden. To go around 1t you
would have to travel forty miles, and there
are more than forty miles of railroad track
on it built solely to carry the coffee.
The estate supports 5000 people, who live
upon it. 1t has twenty-three colonies, rang
ing in size from seventy families down It
has great stores to supply it's people with
food. 1t has a bakery, a drug store, saw
mill and planning mill and at one time it
had a brewery. 1t has vast factories for
cleaning the coffee and preparing it for
the market and 1t has also offices in which
there are bookkeepers taking account of
every item Of expense, 30 that they can
tell you almost to q tree how much coffee
each Of the 100000 trees is producing and
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here and now for the first time, / am made
executor and you the inheritor of the $780,
ooo or more left by Agatha Webb"'
Nor cried Frederick, his eyes glued to
the paper, his whole face and form express
ing something more akin to terror than sur
prise Has she done this? Why should
she? hardly knew her"
NO, you hardly knew her And she? She
hardly knew you; if she had she would have
abhorred rather than enriched you Fred
erick, l had rather you were dead than
stand before me the inheritor of Philemon
and Agatha Webb's hard-earned savings"
You are right; 1t would be better" mur-
INJURED Frederick, hardly needing what he
said. Then, as he encountered his fathers
eye resting upon him with fmpfacable scrlI-
tiny, he added in weak repetition: But why
give her money to me? What was I to
her that she should will me her fortune?''
Inc 1ather's finger trenbled to a certain
line IN the document, which seemed to offer
some explanation of this; but Frederick did
not follow it. He had seen that his father
was expecting a reply to the question he
nad previously put, and he was casting
about IN his mind how to answer It,
w hen did you know of this will?' Mr.
sutherland now repeated. For know of it
you dld before you came to me for money!
Frederick summoned I'D his full courage
and confronted his father resoutely.
No" said he; Il did not know of It, 1t
Is as much of a surprise to me as it is to
YOU
He lied. Mr.. Sutherland knew that he
l1ed and Frederick knew that he knew It,
A shadow fell between them which the
older, with that unspeakable fear upon him
reused by Sweetwaters whispered sus-
picions, dared no longer to attempt to lift
After a few minutes in which Frederick
seemed to see his father age before his
eyes, Mr.. Sutherland codly remarked:
"Dr. Talbot must know of this will 1t
has been sent here to me from Boston by
a lawyer who drew it up two years ago.
The coroner may not as yet have heard Of
1t. Will you accompany me to his office
tomorrow? I should like to have him see
that we wish to be open with him in an
affair of such Importance
Il will accompany you gladly" said Fred
erick, and, seeing that his father neither
wished nor was able to say anything fur
ther, he bowed with distant ceremony as
to stranger and quietly withdrew. But
when the door had closed between them
and only the memory of his fathers
changed countenance remained to trouble
him, he paused and laid his hand again on
the knob, If tempted to return. But he
left without doing So only to turn again
at the end of the hall and gaze wistfully
back. Yet he went on.
AS he opened his own door and disap-
peared within. he said, half audibly:
Easy to destroy me now, Amabel. One
word and am lost!"
CTo be continued)
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have destroyed them. You-will leave them
with Agnes, sir?"
You astonish me-" said Mr.. Sutherland,
relieved that he could at least hope that
these letters were in nowise connected with
the subject of his own frightful Suspicious.
"a young girl to whom yol certainly were
most Indifferent a week ago Is a curious
guardian of letters you decline to- show your
father"
II know it." was Frederfek's sole reply.
Somehow the humility with which this
was uttered touched Mr.. Sutherland and
reused hopes he had supposed dead. He
looked his son for the first time directly in
the eye. and with beating heart said:
Your secrets, if you have such. might
have no better friend" and there he stop
ped with a Mortified, despalrng feeling of
inward weakness. If Frederick had COM
mitted a crime anything would be better
he fingered the papers on the desk before
which he was standing. A large envelope
containing some legal document lay before
him. Taking it up mechanically. he opened
it. Frederick as mechanically watched him.
Il know" said the latter. that 1 have
no better friend. You have been too good,
too indugent. What is it. father? You
change color-look Ill. What is there in that
paper?"
Mr.. Sutherland Strengthened himself;
there was a great reserve or strength in
this broken-down man yet. Fixing Freder-
lex with gaze more penetrating than any
he had yet bestowed upon him, he folded
his hands behind him with the document
held tightly between them, and remarked:
when you borrowed that money from
me you did it like man who expected to
repay it. Why? Whence did you expect
to receive the money with which to repay
me? Answer, Frederick; this is your hour
for confession"
Frederick turned so pale his father drop
ped his eyes in mercy.
"Confess?" he repeated. What should 1
confess? My sins? They are too many.
AS for that money. 1 hoped to pay it as
any son might hope to pay his father for
money advanced to pay gamblers debt.
I said meant to work. My first money
earned shall be offered to you. l.
well? Well?" His father was holding
the document he had just read, opened out
before his eyes.
Didn't you expect this?" he asked.
Didn't you know that that poor woman,
that wretchedly murdered, most unhappy
woman, whose death the whole town
mourns, had made you her heir? That by
the terms of this document seen by me
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safe from everybody's inspection, even my
own
Oh, why had he questioned her? He did
not want to know of these letters; he did
not want to know that Frederick possessed
anything which he was afraid to- retain in
his own possession.
MY son did wrong said he. 'to confide
anything to your care which he did not de-
sire to retain in his own home. I feel that
I ought to see these letters, for if my son
is in trouble, as you sav. /, his father,
ought to know it,.
Il am not sure about that" she smiled
His trouble may be of different nature
than you imagine. Frederick has led a life
that he regrets. l think his chief source of
suffering lies in the fact that it is so hard
for him to make others believe that he
means to do differently in the future
Does he mean to do differently?'
She flushed. He says so, Mr. Suther-
land. And /, for one, cannot help believing
him. Don't you see that he begins to look
like another man."
Mr.. Sutherland was taken aback He had
noticed this fact, and had found it a hard
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man, woman and child in the United States
daily cup for a week.
Before | describe my visit to this big es-
tate let me give you a few coffee facts.
Brazil is the chief coffee country of the
universe. 1t produces two-thirds of all the
coffee consumed by man, and most of its
product is used in the United States We
are the chief coffee drinkers of the world
We drank 500, 100000 pounds last year,
whlch was more than was consumed by
the people of Europe. The great pot from
which our supply comes is Brazil, and the
center of the pot is this state of Sac Paulo.
went to the Dumont fazenda on the
rallroad through some of the richest cof-
lee iandS OF the world. | passed hundreds
OF thousands of acres of coffee trees going
py plantation after plantation, where there
We're thousands of men at work picking
coHee, and by vast cement floors upon
winch the coffee beans were drying in the
sun. " ~
How the Coffee Soil Looks. ~,
The color of the best coffee lands here is
OF a bright red. 1t is just like brickdust.
and in this ride over the hills of Brazil
round everything covered with a brick
aust hue The weather has been dry for
some time. The sun has turned the earth
TO powder. 1t has filed the air with red
CLOUDS The bushes and trees are tinged
with 1t, and In places the freshly plowed
coffee trees are red instead of green.
The wind was blowing as / rode over the
country, and the children at the stations
looked ike painted Indians. My white coll
lar soon acquired red edging NV cuffs
became bright vermilion. NY hands
were coated red, and the only thing about
me not seriously changed was my hair.
winch my friends indulgently call golden,
put which those who like me not say is of
this same coffee soil color-it has a brick
dust hue. ~
Unpleasant the soil is in the sba~
or DUST, 1t is said to be just the thing Tor
coffee: 1t lies here In beds from three to
TOUR rect deep upon a layer of gravel and
In 1t the coffee plant grows and wakes fat.
Where the Coffee Grows Best.
The best plantations are on the sides of
the hills, at an elevation of from 1000 to
5000 feet above the sea. These are the
attitudes of the rolling plains through
which have been travelling. They are all
covered with coffee. We were often for
hours in nothing but coffee plantations,
vast gardens of green bushes shining out
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CHAPTER Xxx,

Meanwhile Mr.. Sutherland and Frederick
stood facing each other in the formers
library. Nothing had been said during their
walk down the hill, and nothing seemed
likely to proceed from Frederick now
though his father waited with great and
growing agitation for some explanation that
would relieve the immense strain on his
heart. At last he himself spoke dryly, as
We all speak when the heart is fullest and
we fear to reveal the depth of our emotions.
What papers were those you gave into
Agnes Halliday's keeping? Anything which
we could not have more safely, not to say
discreetly, harbored in our own house?"
Frederick, taken aback, for he had not
realized that his father had seen these pa
pers hesitated for a moment, then he bold
ly said:
They were letters-old letters-which I
felt to be better out of this house than in
1t. l could not destroy them, so 1 gave
them into the guardianship of the most con-
scientious person know. I hope you won't
demand to see those letters. Indeed, sir,
hope you won't demand to see them. They
were not written for your eye. and would
rather rest under your displeasure than
have them in any way made public"
Frederick showed such earnestness rather
than fear that Mr.. Sutherland was aston
ished.
When were these letters written" he
asked. Lately or before-you say they are
old. How old?"
Fredericks breath came easier.
Some OF them were written years ago
most Of them, in fact. 1t is personal mat
ter Every man has such. I wish I could
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one to understand. To ascertain what her
explanation of it might be, he replied at
once:
There is a change in him-a change that
more than one has noticed. What is the
occasion of it? To what do you ascribe it,
AEnes?'
How breathlessly he waited for her an
sWer Had she any suspicion of the awful
doubts which were so deeply agitating him
self that night? She did not appear to
have
Il hesitate" sne faltered, but not from
any doubt of Frederick, to tell you just
what think lies at the bottom of the sud
den change observable in him. Miss Page
(you see, l can name her if you cannoD
has proved herself so unworthy of his re-
gard that the shock he has received has
opened his eyes to certain failings of his
own which made his weakness in her re-
gard possible. 1 do not know of anything
else. Do you?''
At this direct question, which pierced to
the very quick of his trouble, breathed
though 1t was by tender lips and launched
in ignorance of the barb which carried it
to his heart Mr.. Sutherlaid recoiled and
cast an anxious look upon the door. Then
with forced composure he quietly said: IF
you do not, VINO are so much nearer his age
and let me hope, his sympathy, how should
l, who am his father, but have never been
his confidant.'
or she cried. holding out her hands,
such a good father. Some day he will ap-
preciate that fact well as others. Believe
1t, Mi. Sutherland, believe it." And then,
ashamed of her glowing interest, which was
little more pronounced than fitted to her
simple attitude of friend toward a man pro-
fessedly in love with another woman, she
faltered little and cast the shyest of looks
upward at the grand but troubled face she
had never seen turned toward her with
anything but kindness. II have confidence
in his good heart" she added, with some
thing like dignity.
Would God that I could share itr' was
the only answer she received. Before she
could recover from the shock of these words
Mr.. Sutherlnd was gone.
Agnes was little troubled by this inter-
view, for after she had heard the gate
click behind these two friends and had car
ried that precious something away with her
upstairs, there lingering in the step
with which she trod the little white-em-
powered chamber sacred to her girliSh
dreams, that bespoke an overcharged heart
"a heart that, before she slept, found relief
in these few words that she whispered into
the night air, laden with the sweetness of
honeysuckles:
Can it be that he is right? Did need
such a warning-I. who have hated this
man and who thought that it was my
hatred which made it impossible for me to
think of anything or anybody else since we
parted from each other last night? o, me,
if it is sou
And from the great wide world without,
tremulous with moonlight, the echo seemed
to come back:
"Woe to thee, Agnes Halliday, If this be
so"
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Complimentary,

From the indianapolis Journal
MY boy says his ambition is to grow up
to be man just like his father
Il wouldn't let that worry me- When I
was your boys age 1 had a burning desire
to be a pirate"
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HE BIGGEST COZ
fee plantation in the
world lies more than
300 miles inland by
train from Sac Paulo.
1t is the Dumont cof-
fee estate, owned by
a big English syndi-
cate with a capital of
several million dol
lars. The plantation
has about 1900, 600
trees, and it produces
enough coffee annu-
alV tO give evary
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COFFEE IN BRAZIL
Visit to the Largest Plantation in the
World.
HOW THE BERRIES ARE GROWN
Mocha and Java That Come From
the Same Tree.
PICKING AND SORTING

Special Correspondence of The Evening Star.
copyrighted. 1899, by Frank G. Carpenter)
SAC PAULO, Brazil, March 10, 1899.