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The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
They Tarried Not,

The Indians of Mexico know nothing
of the laws of contagion. They display
an apathy toward certain loathsome
diseases which surprises foreigner.
In recent hunting trip in the Sierra
Of Pueblo our party of eight was de-
scending toward Zacapoaxtla. We rode
leisurely, for the trail was narrow and
hemmed in by Indian huts. At the
door of one Of these stood woman and
little girl. We stopped to inquire the
way, when the following conversation
took place:
Good morning, senora''
avery good morning, at your orders,
senor."
This is the road to Zacapoaxtla, is it
not?"
''You are quite right, senor."
'And is it very far?"
"On the contrary, it is a very little
ways"
"a thousand thanks for your kind
ness, senora.'
"There is nothing for which to offer
them, senor."
rs the little girl sick, senora?''
''She is a little sick, senor.''
''What is the matter with her?"
'.She has the smallpox, senor."
'Ah, good day, sonora. Forest and
Stream.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
REMEMBERED BEST OF ALL.

When Tn locking back across the time
OF the book of years one face always
see.
Just oae gentle face that alters not nor
ages,
can feel a loving hand in mine entwining,
When nay faltering childish steps wero
faia to fall
With its watchful eyes like stars upon me
IT'S the face that remember best of all!
When look around, and memory is bring.
ing
Back again the echoed songs of long ago.
Songs that ever down the halls of Time are
ringing.
Songs that set my listening youthful
heart aglow-
AL the visions bright of years gone by thew
bring me,
And they seem to hold my spirit in their
thran
But the simple air a dear voice used to sing
me
Is the song that remember best of all!
When dream of all the gIadness that has
blest me,
And the sunshine that has made life's
pathway bright.
When long from all the toll of earth to
rest me,
Till the dawning of the day that knows
no night,
1 remember all the love the years have
taught me,
And the happiness that filed them re-
call;
But a mothers love and all the joy it
brought me
Is the love that remember best of ALL
Clifton Bingham, in Chambers Journal.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
EXPERT CRAFTSMANSHIP.
Shown in a Shooting Gallery by n
Fighter of Out
laws.

James Kelsey, member of the Wy
oming sheriff's posse which recently
pursued several Southern Pacific train
robbers through the Devils Hole coun-
try, in the western part of that state,
and who was one of the men who en-
gagged the outlaws in battle, was in
Minneapolis one day lately on his way
east, where his parents reside.
Tall, broad-shouIdered, straight as
an Indian, and tanned to a deep brown
by the western winds and the sun, Kel-
sey attracted considerable attention as
he walked up Nicollet avenue in the aft
ernoon with a friend. His dress was
not such as would be looked for on a
man from the country where outlaw
hunting is common sport; instead he
looked more like a well-to-do business
man from country town.
''These the largest rifles you have?"
he asked as he dropped into a shooting
gallery in Nicollet avenue and picked
up one of the little guns, at which he
gazed in a somewhat contemptuous
manner.
'"They are big enough for you," re-
sponded the attendant. "If you can
shoot at all you can shoot with that
gun as well as with bigger one.''
Load her up and I'll give the targets
a whirl," said Kelsey, with a laugh, as
he laid quarter on the counter.
AS the attendant handed the gun to
the man and noted the awkward man.
ner in which he took it he remarked, in
an undertone, to a bystander:
"Get on to the 'greenie.' I'll bet he
can't hit anything"
When Kelsey turned loose with the
rifle blank look came into the face of
the attendant, and he gasped for
breath. A sheet of solid flame seemed
to issue from the muzzle of the rifle, so
fast did Kelsey work the lever and pull
the trigger. All the bells on the targets
were set ringing, for every time a bull
let struck it hit a bull's-eye, and the
steady ping Of the bits of lead as they
landed was just a trife disconcerting
to the shooting gallery man after his
remark that the shooter was a
greene"
Think I'll do?" asked Kelsey, as he
finally lowered the rifle and handed it
back to the attendant. That's only
child's play" he added; ''out in my
country man who can't do that every
day in the week, drunk or sober, is
counted pretty poor stick"
The admiring glances of the crowd
that had gathered followed Kelsey as
he continued his walk up the street. No
one present knew his name, but all
agreed that he would do, any spot he
might be placed Minneapolis Trib-
une.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
NERo'S GOLDEN HOUSE.
Its wealth and Magnificence Seem
Almost Beyond Belief to Mod
ern Minds.

On that part of the ruins of imperial
Rome lying between the Palatine and
the Esquiline hills-a space which was
more than a mile in breadth-Nero
erected his celebrated Golden House,
as he called the new palace in which
he fixed his abode. The vastness of eX-
tent and the varied magnifcence of
this imperial residence and it's orna-
mental grounds almost surpass belief;
out II the details that have come down
TO US respecting it were not too well
authenticated to admit of doubt, they
might be regarded as fabulous.
Within its inclosure were comprised
spacious fields, groves, orchards and
vineyards, artificial lakes, hills and
dense woods, after the manner of
solitude or wilderness.
The palace itself consisted of mag
nlficent buildings, raised on the shores
of the lake. The various wings were
united by galleries, each a mile in
length. The house or immediate dwell
ing of the emperor was decorated in a
style of excessive gorgeousness. 1t
was rooted entirely with golden tiles,
and with the same precious metal also
the marble sheathing of the walls was
profusely decl<ed, being at the same
time embellished with ornaments of
mother of peari-in those times valued
even more highly than gold-and with
profusion of precious stones.
The ceilings and woodwork were in
laid with iron and gold. And the roof
of the grand banqueting hall was con-
structed to resemble the armament
1t was contrived to have a rotary mo-
ton, SO as to initiate the motion of the
heavenly bodies.
The vaulted ceilings of ivory opened
and let fall on the guests profusion
of flowers, and golden pipes sprayed
over them the most delicious perfumes.
The vastness of the plan prevented
the Golden House of Nero being fin
ished during his lifetime. Vespasian
drained the principal lake of this fairy
region, on which he built the Coliseum,
and pulled down all that Nero had
erected beyond the Palatine, reducing
the imperial palace to the hill that once
contained Rome. Domitian built up
what his predecessor had pulled down
and added to the palace the adones or
halls and gardens of Adonis, the splen-
did wonder of that age of magnifcence.
Septimus Severus made several addi-
tions to the south of the Palatine, es-
pecially the Septizonium, the site of
which has been much disputed. While
in later days Pope Sixtus V. carried off
to st. Peters the three orders of col
ulnns of which it was composed.
Among the modern discoveries of the
palace were room full of Roman coins
and a hall hung with cloth of gold, and
in another part of the Palatine a spa
cious hall covered with paintings
Philadelphia Press.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14

him before long, and he would escort
me on my way, leaving me always on
our return at the end Of the street lead
ing to our house.
Since your brother, who is your
guardian, dislikes me so, / cannot go
to your home," he would say, regretful-
~, and [ would blush and stammer an
apology. 'But l must see you in spite
of him." Perceval would add with a
melting glance, and 1 would go home in
the seventh heaven.
At last, after three weeks of this sur
reptitious courtship, Perceval could
stand it no longer.
BE my wife, Rosamond," he cried one
day. ''Never mind what they say at
home; [ must have you-I never knew
what love was before"
Poor boy, he had never known the
bliss of trying for what he wanted.
Before this it had always dropped into
his lap.
But L couldn't trust him even then.
''Oh, no." l said, timidly. II dare not.
Fred would kill you if he thought of
such a thing"
Let him try" said Perceval, valiant
ly. "I'll have you in spite of him. See,
here is the minister on his porch, Rosa
mond. Come, darling, he will give me
the right to claim you from your BROTH
err"
And before | knew what l was about
| found myself in the minister's par
Tor being married in a bicycle skirt
and pink cotton shirt waist.
Ten minutes later l walked into
Fred's office, leaving Perceval waiting
outside, looking little pale about the
gills, but with d combative CLEAN in
his eye.
Fred" l remarked, coolly, as 1
looked my brother square in the face,
Il want to thank you for what you've
done for me. I'm Mrs. Perceval Jones,
by your leave
Then a smile of incredulous relief
spread over his face.
"Gosh!" he calculated. ITO think
that the fellow actually wanted you!"-
Chicago Herald.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
BUTTER AND HONEY.
Delicious Dairties of the Native Ori-
entail MeaI-Treat for
Traveller.

In a small upper room furnished
IN oriental STYLE" says DR.. w. S. Mel
son, writing from Tripoli, Syria, 1--WE
sat on the floor with our legs crossed
under US. 1t was nearly neon, and as
looked out of the door [ saw the black
smoke coming out of the mouth of the
oven, and L could see my hosts wife
preparing the sweet bread for our mid
day meal. After awhile the daughter
brought large tray made of woven
straw and laid it on the floor between
her father and me. The fresh, warm
loaves of bread lay upon the edge of
the tray, and the dish of food in the
middle. After a word of prayer we
each took sheet Qoaf) of this thin
bread, and breaking off a piece,
dipped it in the central dish and pro-
ceeded to make out good meal. Aft
er few moments my host called out:
"'Oh, Gazelle!'
"'What, father?'
'Gazelle, bring a plate of butter
and honey.
"'Yes, father
''Soon she came to the room, bring
ing plate of strained honey, in the
center of which was large lump of de-
licious native butter. Dipping piece
of the fresh bread into this butter and
honey made most dainty morsel. 1t
was the first time | had ever seen this
way of serving honey, and | under
stood as never before the meaning OF
the words found in Isaiah 7;15. N. Y.
Tribune.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
PERSONAL AND LITERARY.

John Morley always has pet dog on
his lap when writing in his study.
Gov. Stone has a historical library of
1900 volumes devoted entirely to Penn
sylvania.
Clarence MCGOWAN, Santa Fe brake
man, can read seven languages, one of
which is Sanscrit
1t is not usually known that the real
name of Mrs. Alexander, the popular
novelist, is Mrs. Annie Hector.
There is remarkable uniformity in
Germany's output of books. In 1897 it
was 23,S61, and in 1898 it was %, ,739.
Anthony Hope, though he considers
author, does not regard it as neces-
sity, even to a writer of only average.
ability.
David, Starr Jordan, president of Le-
land Stanford, Jr., university, has made
a lifelong study of fishes, and is now
considered the best authority on fresh
water fish in this country.
Congressman Champ Clark the other
day sold for $125 to Frank L. Hanvey,
of Washington, a first edition of Eugene
Fields "Model Primer" of which but
seven copies are extant. Mr.. Clark act
ed for the owner, Mrs. Robert White, OF
Mexico, Mo.
The shah of Persia thinks that the
art of printing transcends all others
and has particular admiration for his
court printer. He has lately seen a
typewriter, and the idea that print
ing can be accomplished by the mere
tapping of keys was almost too much
for him.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
TREASURE TROVE.
The Innocence of One of the Prisoners
Saved Him from Punish
meut.

In 1868 man named Thomas Butcher,
laborer in the employment of a farmer
at Mountfeld, in Sussex, was blowing
field one fine day when his plowshare
threw up long piece of metal like
brass, with trumpet at each end and
doubled up like coil of string. There
were several other similar pieces in the
same furrow, the whole weighing alto
gether II pounds. Butcher, who had
very little imagination, thought moth
ing of the find and allowed the metal
to lie at the bottom of the field till
evening, when he carried it home,
thinking it to be the discarded orna-
ments of some gentleman S hall or par
lor. subsequently he mentioned the
matter casually to an acquaintance
named Thomas, who, after taking a
look at the so-called brass, and con-
sulting with his brother-in-law, Will
lett, went to Butchers house with a
pair of scales and great show of hon
esty and bought the metal at the rate
of sixpence a pound-five-and-siX
for the lot.
The plowman heard nothing more of
the transaction until his acquaintanees
began to annoy him by inquiring jest
ingly if he had found any more old
brass lately, and then it leaked out
that Thomas and Willett had sold the
brass" to firm of gold refners in
Cheapside for 1929 t3s. I'd. The crown
took the matter up, an inquest was
held by the coroner and Thomas and
Willett were at once arrested. Butcher,
whose simplicity had saved him from
temptation, was an innocent finder;
but the prisoners, who, knowing how
the metal had been found, had bought
it as brass and sold it for their own
benefit as gold, were convicted on the
evidence and punished severely. ly.-Cham-
bers' Journal.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
Mourned for Three Wives.

Visitors in the Presbyterian cemetery
at Dover. Del, found in distant sec
tion of the cemetery, some 40 feet apart,
graves of three young women. They
are the wives of Alexander McClyment,
former assemblyrnan and well-known
citizen of the early part of this century.
On the slab of Sarah, who died in 1911,
aged 81, is inscribed
"Oh, monster! My heart is torn
asunder by this ghastly wound"
In 1916 Elizabeth, the second wife,
died, aged 90, and her tomb contains
words even stronger:
''Insatiate Archer! Would not one
suffice?'
But il 1925, when Elizabeth, the
third wife, died at the age of 25, the
sorrow-stricken husband wrote:
THY shaft fell thrice and thrice my
Leace was slain!'-Philadelphia In
on
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14

Pretty Good Fishing

A sportsman known to Forest and
Stream was once on the beach at the
outlet of creek in New York state,
looking for shore birds, when he saw
colored boy, who was fishing for perch,
lay down his pole at the call of his
mother to do some errand. The sports
man put his gun aside and took the
cane pole and 6shed, adding dozen
perch to the boys string, and then
sneaked off. Presently a second sports
man, happening that way, asked the
boy the usual question and received
this reply: "Yess'r, dey's good fshin'
heah. Wen l stop to run to do sto'
fo' to get some cawnmeal fo' mann de
perch dey come outen de crick an yes
strings deyselves avn my string. 1
dom on stand it, but dey's jes' as good
fo' breakfas' IS if dey was cotched avn
a hook. ."-Detroit Free Press
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
"Ah, thanks" he remarked, looking

"Ah, thanks" he remarked, looking
disappointed.
And then mamma came in, and ii
spite of my previous warnings finished
things by treating Mr.. Jones as if he
were Albert Edward or Mark Hanna or
at least a royal duke. Mamma never
could resist millionaire.
Our visitor took his leave in less than
half an hour, and 1 knew that unless 1
adopted desperate measures Percival
Jones was lost to me forever.
But am not one to give up easily, and
after thinking hard thinks all night, I
finally hit on a plan and went to sleep
atdaybreak and slept till noon as sweet
ly and as innocently as child,
Early in the afternoon l telephoned
to Maud and asked her to 90 with me
out to the golf links at four o'clock.
Then l telephoned TO Fred to meet us
there, and proceeded to make fetch
ing toilet with light heart. When
we reached the links there was Mr..
Jones Che had mentioned that he was
going the day before).
lie was looking bored as usual but
cheered up when L treated him with
naughty cOldness.
| eiuded his attempts at conversa-
ton, however, and threw Maud in his
way whenever could.
L was rewarded by seeing him seat
himself by Maud's side and COM
mence a disquisition on Ibsen as Fred
came round the hill on his bicycle.
No sooner did Fred's eye light on the
couple than he commenced to glare like
a madman, and in spite of my innocent
efforts to keep him away he wound up
by being so outrageously rude to Mr..
Jones that that gentleman was con-
founded and Maud went home in tears.
As for me, l went to bed happy. My
plan was working to a charm.
A day or two later I got mamma to
ask Mr.. Jones to dinner and managed
to have him take Maud out. That set
tled~it; Fred treated Perceval in such
an insulting manner that even he could
hardly overlook it, and he left early,
to mammals distress and my secret JOY.
After that L began to meet Perceval
every time | went out of the house. No
matter whether L walked or drove or
rode a wheel, l was sure to encounter
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
The Court Wss MercifuI.

"You are convicted of bigamy," re-
marked the judge, impressively, while
the prisoner glanced over his shoulder
at three stern-yisaged women. "Now,"
continued the court, II intend to give
you the severest penalty the law al
lows" Here the prisoner covered his
face with his hands and wept. 81 shall
sentence you to prison for two years.
what are you grinning at?'
II thought" smiled the prisoner
through his tears, 'you was a-going to
turn me loose" ."-Tit-Bits.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
wonderfui Patience of a haitian.

AS far as l was able to judge, the
Haitian is entirely devoid of nerves or
feeling of any kind. Upon one occa-
sion l saw one undertake to split
stick. He stood it on end, placed his
machette on top, reached out for
another stick which he used as
mallet, and while doing SO the piece of
wood fell over. Twenty-three times
he repeated the operation before he ac-
complished his object. He never utter
ed a swear word, looked annoyed, or
hurried his action, and he was not
working by the day either-it was
piece-work, on contract, for my host.
Harper's Magazine.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
Was Proof Enough,

Wigs-Women don't get excited as
often as men.
Wags-Prove it.
Wigs-Well, when mans excited he
swears.
Wags-Yes.
Wigs-And when a woman's excited
she weeps.
Wags-Right again.
Wigs-Well, if woman should cry
every time a man swore we'd have an
other deluge.-Philadelph Record.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
Railroad Smoking Compartments.

European railroads have smoking
compartments for men and women.
They have now to deal with women
passengers who insist on smoking, and
will not 60 into the mems compart-
ment. Belgium, where the first cases
have arisen, now puts up the sign:
Smoking Forbidden" on all women's
soupartments.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
An IpnuirY.

Brownies; he's an English friend
of mine who is making a tour OF tie
United States. He considers US won
derful people-an amazing people.
Jones-Oh! of course! But, say, he
didn't have to come all the way from
London to find that out, did he?-Puck.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
His GufHarpa

Madge-Why did the minister refuse
to preach against the modern bathing
dress?
Marjorie-Because the Bible says:
''Despise not the day of small things.
flown Topics.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
1t Might BE Worse

Kelly growing pathetic)-Pity a
poor, unfortunate man, Keliiher, thot's
got to go home to his woife
Kelliher-Brace up, Kelly! Brace upi
Ye should be thankful ye are not the
slltan!-Puck.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
The Deadly NIicrnhes

Wickwire-Doctor, are microbes the
dangerous things they are said to be?
Dr. Bowless-They do great deal Of
harm. L think 1 could name dozen
persons among my patients who have
been scared into illness by the pesky
thirgs gs.-lnt annapolis Journal,
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
Prescription Wanted.

Mrs. Oldham-Doctor, what shall |
do to prevent these horrid wrinkles
from coming at the corners of my eyes?
Doctor-Stop getting old, madam.
Two dollars, please. Chicago Evening
News.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
An Awful Fling.

Mrs. Styles-I'd have you understand
that 1 know good many worse men
than my husband.
Mrs. Myles-My dear, you must be
more particular about picking your ac-
ouaintances.- Enquirer.
The Winslow mail., 1899-09-14
Her Fetching WAYS

The waitress is popular because OF
her very fetching ways. - Chicago
Daily News.
The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1899-02-10
BELOW ZERO List NIGHT.
colder Weather for To-day-The Cold
Snap Extensive,

Weather Observer Tarr said last aye
nlng that the weather would be colder
To-day than yesterdays. Yesterday
was one Of the most bitter cold DAVIS
OF the winter, owing to the sharp. bit
ing wind which prevailed. making pe-
destrianism burden and shopping ex-
ceedingly cold work. In consequence of
the cold trade was light at the Chapel
street stores and people who had bust
ness to do made haste to transact II
and get in out of the cold. The cold
snap will moderate a little tomorrow.
and snow fall may come before Sum
day.
AT 1880 o'clock last night the ther-
mometer at the weather observers was
at the zero mark.
At p. m. yesterday the thermometer
at Ford's drug store recorded S degrees
above.
A Consolidated railroad official who
was in New York yesterday said that it
was one Of the bitterest cold DAYS he
ever met with in the metropolis. This
was owing to the wind which swept
across New York from river to river
with great vehemence.
The weather was good for the coal
trade and the consumption of anthra-
cite coal this season generally has been
unusually large.
The present cold snap extends over a
large part of the country, as was indi-
Gated by our telegraphic dispatches yes
terday.
The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1899-02-10
WALTER CAMP BURNED OUT.
His Cottage at Savin Rock Destroyed
BY Fire Yesterday

| His Cottage at Savin Rock Destroyed
BY Fire Yesterday
Yesterdays high wind made the
breaking out of fire especially unde-
sirable, but at about half-past one
o'clock yesterday afternoon the hand
some cottage occupied by Walter Camp,
located at the corner of Beach and
Meadow streets, Savin Rock, took fire,
and before the arrival of the West Ha-
Ven fire department, which had been
summoned, burned to the ground. The
fire was first discovered by Mr.. Camp
himself, who saw smoke coming from
under the floor in the bath poom on the
second story.
In few minutes the whole of that
part of the house was in flames, and
aided by the strong wind the whole
house was in ruins in very short time.
So quickly did it burn that only a small
part of the furniture was saved.
The house was owned by Frank e.
Morgan and was worth about So 900. Mr.
Camp believes the fire started from a
defective flue
The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1899-02-10
A Pleasant Event.

The pupils of G. A. Booths Prepare
tory and Commercial Institute will hold
their second annual dance and enter
tainment this evening in the hall in the
Cutler building above their school
rooms. The affair promises to be one
of the most enjoyable events Of the sea-
son, only those being admitted who are
or have been members of the school.
Mr.. Booths school is not only the larg-
est private school in the city, but Is also
one of the best managed and instructed
in the state.
Previous to dance programme OF
eighteen regular as well as two extra
dances there will be an entertainment
consisting of the following numbers:
Tenor solo-FrGderick Smith.
Reading-Miss M. T. McConville.
Violin solo--Joseph Strauss.
Piano solo-Frank L. Phillips.
Reading-Miss McConville.
Bass solo-G. e. Avis.
The patronesses will consist of Mrs.
G. A. Booth, Mrs. Mcintosh, Mrs. Ar
thur Booth, Mrs. Mitchell and Mrs.
George Hurd. The committee in charge
consists of the Misses Hume, Fitzger-
aid and Koran, and Messrs. Phillips,
Smith and Allen.