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Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02
CHARGED WITH ADULTERY,

Mike Cavanaugh and a Mrs. Hoskins,
or Smith, We're arrested at 2:30 O'Clock
this morning at No. 402 East Broadway.
They are charged with adultery.
The arrests were mad by Captain
Leyden and Sergeant McGrath. The
couple were placed in the county jail,
and sensational developments are ex-
pected later.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02

Stages for Crystal Springs and Lynne
dale will leave Club Stables. West Gran-
lite street. Stages leave stables for Lynn
dale 10 a. M, and 2 D.. m. Stages cave
Lynndale returning ~ noon and Z p. m.
Stages cave stables for Crystal Springs.
10 a. M. 2 p. M, and S:15 p. m. Leave
Crystal Springs returning II noon. 5 p.
m. and 1890 p. m. Fare Is cents each
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02
LADIES' VISITING TOILETTE.

It must be confessed that there are few
o fthe seasons novelties in dress de-
signed for women upon whim nature has
rather generously, for the long.
lines which characterized the
modes continue to age and there
seems to be no relief in sight for those
whom they are not becoming.
Visiting toilettes are no exception to
the rule. The skirt of such a costume re-
observed was made Of light weight
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02
PERSONALS.

Joe r. Browne is up from Melrose.
T, F. O'Grady Of Twin Bridges is in the
city.
Hon. T. NJ. Patterson of Denver was
in the city last evening.
Thomas G. Merrill, formerly OF Mon
tana but now a resident of Utah, passed
through Butte today en- route to Helena.
Mr.. Merrill is operating a copper prop
erty known as the South Sunbeam at
Tintic which promises great results. He
says that it is showing up splendidly.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02

The most difficult conditions of eye
sight are being successfully fitted with
glasses by the Butte Optical company,
rooms and 8 Owsley block. No matter
who has failed on your case go and nave
your eyes examined free by the dark
room method which cannot fail. All
children's eyes should be Examined this
way.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02
FOR SALE

$1,000 buys a 4-room house. A snap.
(This week only.) Second hand and new
Mining Concentrating ard Planning Mill
machinery, including one complete Con-
contractor, one new 10-stamp quartz mill.
one 5-stamp quartz mill, 9 second hand
boilers. one ? H. P. engine and boiler. 5
pumps, one planer and surfacer and
shape.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02

The ladies' will have exclusive use of
Gramling's baths on Tuesdays and Fri
days, with female attendants. Al North
Main street. s-v7
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02
SUIT FOR $4,000.
ECHO OF THE GREAT EXPLO-
SION OF 1895.

Another damage nit growing out of
the great powder explosian that occurred
in this city an the 18th of January, 1895,
was filed in the district our this after
noon. 1t asks for judgment for 500, 900
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02

The jury in the case Of the State
against Jack Ledford came into court at
$3.50 o'clock his afternoon with a ver-
dict of guilty, making the offense one Of
assault in the second degree.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02
HELEN GREY-PAGE
DAINTY DIMITY LINGERIE,

The summer brings again into serious
consideration the uestion of lingerie, and
the majority have yet to learn of the i'm
mense relief to be found in the light,
dainty chemises which have been re-
vived. They are fashioned of pale COL
ored silks, of sheer muslins, or Of dimity.
One pretty model is of striped dimity, a
material which ann be surpassed for
guerite pattern, which means that the
waist line is indicated by a band of lace
insertion under which is run a ribbon
that is tied in front. The low, round neck
is bordered by a double frill of lace, and
a similar frill goes to form a tiny sleeve.
Above the bottom, as in almost all the
new chemises, there is a deep flounce Of
lace.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02

in referring to the matter. 1T thought
that Sulzer was my friend, but he has
played me false. He is a first-ciass
chump."
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02
PLEASANT RIDE.

Finest crown bridge work. DR.. Wix. =
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02

MENU FOR CYCLING PARTY.
Pate de fol Gras Sandwiches.
Cold Breast of Lamb. Tea Biscuit.
Pickles
Swiss Cheese. Milk Crackers.
Strawberry Shortcake.
Bottled Soda on Ice.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02

Finest crown bridge work. Or. wix.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02
Carry Fire
Insurance?
No!

Then see US and with a policy IN any
one of our splendid companies you will
surely be remunera1ed in case Of tl:c.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02

DR.. Rinehart, dentist, Hennessy block.
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LEDFORD CONVICTED.

Vapor baths, Gramling's, Al N. Main.
Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-02

Robert L. Foster filed in the district
court today a statement regarding his fail
ure to pay his wife $50 per month alimony.
He says therein that instead of receiving
So. 90 per day, as stated, he receives only
$3.50, and therefore is unable to pay her the
amount stipulated by the court.
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THOSE BABY TEARS.

Once more the frown, the chilling thrust
OF baby hands from tired knee,
And sweet4dark eyes are dim with tears,
AS baby looks reproach at me.
The day was long, and5of thecares
That crowd a housewives hurrying feet
Life givests 10 me a heavier load
Than failing strength can ably .issst.
But now Eat in her little bed
My baby lies with folded hands,
Sweet, rings of gold about her face,
/ know fail well that house nor LANDS,
Nor pleasures keen-aH life could give
Through softly gliding, pIenteous years,
Could ease my heart Of one sharp pang
At the mern'ry of those baby tears.
And bowing low beside her here
Z On anguished knees Of penitence,
4 I ask my soul In stern reproof :Se
IF the dear God should take her hence
What then were ali yot1r work and care
Your strife for things beneath the sun,
II no fair head that pillow prest,
To glad your heart when day was done?
And from my lips there goes, a cry
Up to the wisdom all divine;
Oh, for broader, clearer light
Upon this misty path to mine!
Give me heart of gent1eness,
@ OF faith and hope, and love and trust,
To make as naugift these carking cares;
Scourge me with whips IL need Thou must
But teach me of Thy tender grace,
Thy placid mind, and patient mood,
oh, Thou who holdest in Thine arms
/. The infant hopes of motherhood.
Parma Gentry, in Minneapolis House
keeper
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whacA pride insists on, che conditions
which feminine prudence declares for,
ere it be too late? No; she was help
less, in the face Of this pitiful estrange-
ment; here it must end, their sad little
crazy romance of the Occur d'Alene.
His world would be seeking him, would
presently call him back; but the ocean
could not part them farther than they
were parted now. Good-by, my love,
good-byi" she whispered. But the
warning! For him it was useless; she
must Instantly find "spoor good Mike, :
as she called the great fellow in her
thoughts. She was so weak hearted
that she felt like distributing epithets
and words of useless affection, as one
who is taking leave of life.
She met Mike coming up the shore;
and seeing her long way off, he broke
into hilarious trot.
..Arrah, by the B1essinI an have ye
seen him? An wasn't he the pictur' of
peaces 1yin' on the barren stonesl"
This was an irrepressible figure Of
speech, for Darcie was very softly bed
ded on the grass, as Mike had left him.
Sure it's the big luck for us that the
boats behind her time! Musha, darlin'!
What has hurted ye, to put up your lip
like that?" he cadenced, seeing that the
girls eyes were filing with tears.
"0h, Mike, he doesn't know me!'
Az coorse he doesn't, the craythur;
his mind is talin' bit av a rest. He's
betther widout any sinse, the way he
was goin' on. An see how happy he
Isl He doesn't care for blessed
thingi''
NO." said Faith; 'she doesn't. But
how came he to be so?"
Twas along av a nasty fall he s OF
comm around Sunset Pake, which the
thraiI is the widt' av your hand. He
wouldn't have me come anigh him for
fear I'd iostle him, he was that nervous.
Wan at onct,' says he, 'and don't, for
Gods sake, blow your breath on me!
He catched holt av a juniper whin he
felt the ground was PAWN him; but the
bloody bush let go be the roots, an he
wint down. All, don't faint away,
ullSSs L was u cU1lu = lul1UIe, UIlly
for the jar 1t gev his arrum; it shtarted
the wound b1eedin' on him, an that tux
his stren't': and I think it was bad for
him goin' Widout a hat. Yis, the fool
wind TUX it aft his head, an he but the
wan hand to grab for it, an kape his
grip. o. the rock; an it's hung up in the
top av a big pine-tree. Twas for maxim
him wear me own hat, for the sun II
was powerful bad on his head; but he'd
cast it in me face Wheniver I'd try to
put it on him-he was that silly. He
was singin' like canary In the boat
comm down, till / put the coat over
him, an that quinched him. Was he
quit. miss, when ye left him?'
Faith could not speak to answer
him.
Saints above! now what are ye cry
in about? D. ye think the lad Il no1
| make it? Sure, here we are, an tht
boat comm in, an Spokane, the city o
refuge, will see us in the mornin.' Ht
has wore out the candle;;' he can sbide
the inch!''
80 Mike, but it's the last inch Of The
candle that will cost, !" cried Faith; and
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ter Lily that no one dreamed Of. Sure
IL this must be the Goldman. He put
His hands on folks and cured them.
She was willing to be a /" 'Piscopal' If
He made her see, though what that
meant she hadn't the faintest idea.
Of all her brothers and sisters.
Grover Cleveland was her fayorite. He
was nine years old and a ''very long
headed kid" his fond mother sarS.
So Easter Lily finally succeeded in
drawing: him to a. more secluded spot,
where she conffded to him little plan
of her own.
Use fear'd yer hatchin' up some mis-
chief said their mother that after
noon. aGrover Cleveland, If cotch yer
putin any fool nonsense in dat blessed
chile's head twill be de wuss for yer" !"
"We'se all right, nanny Easter
Lily assured her. And glad to see the
child happy the mother let them alone.
:. Service was. nearly over at the big
church round the corner. The choir of
white-robed boys was marching slow
lydown the aisle, sin nging in their sweet,
! clear voices the hymn so full of inspira-
tfon, especially ito the confirmation
class: "onward, Christian Soldiers. =
Then slowly the large congregation
passed out, and at last the church was
empty save the bishop and the rector,
who were still kneeling at the chance1.
Suddenly the sacred silence was
broken by the patter of four little feet
tiptoefng up the aisle. Dressed in his
Sunday best, to which he added on his
own responsibilit a collar of his broth
er's which reached his ears, his walk
ing greatly -impeded by the same big
brothers shoes. which were kept on
with difficulty, came Grover Cleveland,
while dressed in bright red calico so
stif1y starehed that 1t cracked with
every movement, her head covered
with little pigtails tied with variety
of co1ors and sticking straight out,
trotted Easter Lily, holding tightly
to Growers hand as he shuf1ed along.
They reached the chancel just as the
bishop and rector arose from their
knees.
"Now's yer chance, !" whispered Gro
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7OPELOUsAs, La, SATURDAY, APRIL i, 1899.

yer Cleveland, in shril1, excited whis-
per, and they passed yinto. the chancel.
. Here hesi eotch hold Of his gowna
.-cotelE hold quick ss
h sNhatssis the me aniag of this?f The
rector poke very .sternly as he saw
the white robe of the bishop firmly
elute hed by a pairo little black hands.
sssFhat are you doing hereq' so
But Easter Lily was too much in ear
nest to be driven off in that way. She
only clutched the harder, and looking
up into the bishops face with her poor
-sightless eyes said, fearlessly; a0h,s
God man, svonst you make mesea2 ~
Grover Cleveland now thought it
time for an explanation. eshe' stone.
blind, yer highness,,"s he said, thinking
that thesprope to addressa a bishop.
and ducking his head as well as he
could. surrounded as it was by the col
lar. sAnd we thought yer highness
could cure her.
'sLike de Goldman dat Brudder Small
wood preached about" chimed in
Easter Lily.
Don't wait for me- said the bishop
to the rector, who was absolutely
speechless. His voice trembled, and
there were tears in his eyes; those eyes
that never failed to look kindly upon all
who needed his help. Taking seat He
lifted the little girl in his lap, and in a
few simple words told her the story of
the Goldman as she had never heard it
before, and explained that he had no
power to restore her sight.
The children listened with intense
interest. Then, gently putting her
down, he told her brother to take her
home, asking their names and address.
Then carriage came for him, and in
few minutes he was gone,
The children stood there hand III
hand in a dazed sort of way till the
sexton made his appe to turn ont
the.lights.
"Clar out, clar OUT, chillens. Does ye
'spose we 'Piscopals never wants togit
to bed'?" SO
Then they slowly started for home,
The nature of the expedition was anro-
found secret, they having got per4nis-
sion to go to ''Uncle church. I
'We won't tell nobody said Easter
Lily, as they reached the house ''Dey'd
all poke fun at u.s. Then, wfthsa sigh
that was full of pathos, she5added, softz
": "I thought mebbe I'd come home
seein'.
The Simpson family, or their neigh
bors, will never forget the excitement
caused the next morning by a carriage
stopping at the door of the Simpson
dwelling, from which a tall, fnelook7
ing man stepped briskly and Knocked
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XII.-CoNTTNUED.

: "0h, she's terror!" exclaimed Faith.
s'The- times have brought her out. But
we have some very bad men at the mine,
and they are the ones who seem to
have all to say. / suppose it would not
be safe to discharge them now. My
father simply has to endure the things
they do, until he can getsupport for his
own authority" Outwardly, Faith was
still on the defensive in regard to her
fathers position. did you hear about
the shooting?" she asked, in low voice.
81 did," said Casson, shortly. He did
not admit her plea for the martyred
authority of Manager Bingham; he
conceived him quite as did the rest of
the mining community. in his mixed
character Of the bat IN the fable, pois-
ing between bird and beast till the out
come of battle should decide to which
kingdom it was safest to belong. A
bat he was, and nothing but bat, and
neither birds nor beasts would own
him.
Zone of the men L am watching for
is, he-the one who was wounded. said
Faith, averting her face. Il don't know
what state he may be in, after such a
journey. It would be hard upon well
man last night, through the timber,
across those wild divides, and around
Sunset peak before it was light; and
to-day, in the hot sun, coming down
Beaver canyon; and then in some sort
of boat on the river! Do you think that
Mike McGowan can row r.
They'd be polin', not rowin, in a
dugout, whilst the river is shallow;
and below they'll come fast enough
with the current. just keepin her head
downstream. 81 wouldn't maybe like
to have Mrs. Casson bide here with ye?
She'd be as good as a doctor for him M
and I'm loath to leave ye wanderin,
here by yourself =
In reply to this fatherly suggestion
Faith only blushed rniserably, and
shock her head.
..I hope we shall all be together,
crossing the lake tonight" she said
''all of us whom the Occur d'Alene mas
no use for But she d.! not move
from her post.
well" said Mr., Casson, who saw that
she was bent on having her own way
with her friends, IT wish them safe out
of this, and all of us the same. But
don't you let that child's prattle be rum
MIN in your head It's not thing any
one could believe-not even of them"
ssNot of the men who blew up Frisco
mill? asked Faith, with a womann's n
partisan "reminiscences.
Mr.. Casson would not admit the
thought, or pretended he would not.
Think of it!n said he. 'sThink how a
massacre would sound in print. We're
not quite bad enough for that, union Or
non-unior1; men has their feelin's.
they'd draw the line at promiscuous
shootin' at unarmed men"
..I think dynamite and giant powder
are stolerab1y promiscuous, bitterly
argued Faith. But she was eomforted,
nevertheless. by Mr.. Casson's pretense
Of nnbelief.
He walked toward the landing to
watch for the sight of a boat. Once he
looked back at her and seemed to hesi-
tate, but then he walked on. They'd
never. touch woman" he said to HIM
self.
Faith continued to pace the short
grass under the trees watching for her
friends.
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1 & sis n S4$t s4. r. A#Q
forth from her convu1sed lips came the:
child's story, too long delayed. Of the
dark deed that threatened the prisoners
at the Mission that night.
Mike leaped as If he had been hit by a
bullet
& .Why wasn't this the first word ye
said to me?" he roared. go back and
bide beside him whilst Igo for the boat.
Please God no wan has helped himself
to 1t, an me danderin' herel''
ssDo you believe it?'' Faith exclaimed
in voice Of awe.
..Do believe there's devils in hell?
I'll pack him out av this, # have to
shwim wild him ON me back.
Darcie was asleep. He rested, after
pain, and excitement, and thirst, and
weary iourneyings. Faith watched be-
side him and listened to his nlutterings,
and held her own breath In pauses of
his inconstant breathing. Sometimes he
painted "like dog that hunts In
dreams his features twitched, he
pIucked with his hands,. then his
troubled spirit would exhale In a long
sigh, and gradually, in climbing in
tensity, the travail of. delirium would
resume its sway. His eyes gIittered be-
tween half-parted lids; the yellow
green light under the trees, mingIings
with the reflection from the river,
made his ashen color ghastly. Faith
hung upon his breathing, hurried and
fast Or deep and slow, as the one sure
contradiction of his death-like aspect.
The strange wind which brought no
rain kept blowing and blowing, as if It
would blow out all the last red sparks
of sunlight. Her hopes went out with
them. The dull sunset embers began to
glow. She could hear no sounds but@of
| wind striving with the trees, or water
heavily tapping as it coursed along the
bank. She wished for utter stiffness
that she might project, BY ear, her
knowledge of what was coming, beyond
her powers Of sight, but nothing could
be heard above the crisp, gallant roar
and rustic Of the summer gale. All ma
ture seemed to call to her to be up and
readyl to fly, .fyi But those that can
| neither fight nor fly. must hide, must
hush. as she was hushing her sleeper
by the darkling stream.
She sat in silence, and her thoughts
| drifted in trite phrases. and in frag-
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and placing her on the seat beside her,
where with her little fat legs stuck
straight plis she would sit, Equiet#as a
mouse, Continually rolling her eyes,
precisely tas If she could see, and join-
ing insSt he. singing wi1h her shriH aclildz
ish treble. And she caught words here
and there. In stBrudder. Z Snlal lwoad 'ssdis-
ceirEesa which she renle1nbe red and
often fired unexpected questions at,her
mother, much to the poor woman's dis
comfture.
'sWhow it dat opened blind folkses'
,eyes.s she asked suddenly one Monday
morning. ass4.s ..sssszss .Az,
Mrs. Simpson took her steaming arms
out of the.tub and wiped, them ON her
apron. why, de ,Laud, to be .suah,
honey she answered. s-. ss
He said man done it, Brudder
sInallwood did, !" Easter Lily wenton. .
Mrs. Simpson wiped her face; theo-
logical discussions brought the sweat
to her brow, ys'De Laud was de Laud
and a man, too,s' she said. "I can't take
de time to 'splain it TO yer now. and you
couldn' understand no how
Il knows said the child, evidently
satisfied. "De Goldman did il" There
was a pause and then she added: Il
done wish He'd come again. Specs He'd
make me see
Things were getting beyond her
mother. She went to the door and
called ArabelIa Maud, who was hanging
clothes on the line. Get a move on yer,
gal, and come in and muse yer sister" !"
But the child didn't forget. Her mind
was active and she had d remarkable
memory for a. child of six. She, was
often heard telling wonderful stories
to her brothers and sisters, about the
Goldman who made blind folkses see.
There was unusual excitement at the
big stone church just round the corner,
ssthe church of the Epiphany. ~ ;, The chill
drengof the neigf borhood, among whom
were the little Simpsons, were intensely
interested, and spent most the morn
ing watching the flowers that were
carried in and trying to get peep in
side. Every item of interest was, care
fully repeated to- Easter Lily.
T"De bishops a comm. tonight the
colored sexton told them, Abraham
Lincoln being appointed acommittee of
investigation.
What's he comin'sfur ?'' asked the
boy. The sexton was family friend.
Heaps OBJ folks is gwine to jine de
church. answered Uncle Jake. "And
de bishop he dresses all in white like
desangeI Gabriel, and he puts his hands
on dere heads. and dat makes 'em 'Pisco-
pals"
All this made an impression on Eas-
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ments of old songs, as unguided wheels
slip into old rutss of the way that the
crazed or grief-blind driver goes.
toh. hush thee, my baby; the hour may
coms
When thy sleep shall be broken by trumpet
!. and drum"
she found herself grooming over and
over senselessly to herself; bur where
were the trumpets and drums, that
call to arms in the name of peaoe-the
law and order music? Far from The old
Mission at1iight, and its dark, empty
sanctuary, and its helpless prisoners
of labor, waiting as unconscious as
sheep that have been fed5and folded at
dusk to- be harried at midnight by .
pack of masterless dogsl
At about half after seven o'clock, RS
the story of this evening goes, Iand-
car, black with men, came down the
track, and stopped within half mile of
Mission station. The number of men on
the car is not known. It is supposed
that they were assisted by others who
were expecting them at the Mission;
and these men, SO it is said, were armed
with Wincbesters sent down on the
prisoners train. But all were armed,
in one way or another, with weapons
furnished by the Miners union Of the
Occur d'Alene, or by their brothers OF
Butte.
The hand-car brigade ran down the
track on both sides, and opened fire
upon the surprised groups at thess ste
ton. One or two of them went through,
the cars that stood upon the track,
shouting to the "scabs" within: sGit
out of here, you 49," There was never
a word too bad for a. ''scab.n ? They were
likewise driven forth from the shelter
of the hotel by the prudent landlord,
whose windows were being smashed by
bullets. The hounds were loud in the
mouth, but the sheep were silent and
ran. Some of them ran across the
track, and jumped into the river; some
struggled desperately through the long
grass of the Mission meadows. The
cool-headed ones hid in the grass, or
erept into the bushes, or made their
way along the shore in the shelter Of
the river bank. OF the fate of those
who fed up into the wild defi1e called
Fourth of July canyon much has been
asserted and denied on both sides, but
little will ever be known; thecanyon and
the river have been deeply questioned,
but they bear no witness, and they tell
no tales.
fro Bn CONTINUED