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Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1899-02-27
MR.. GLADsToyNEs CoUNrENANcB.
Described b an English Liberal Who
Did Not Love Him.

Pitt, Fox and Burke were painted
by the best portrait painters that Eng
land has produced, but l much Ques-
ton whether a stranger who saw
their portraits with no knowledge OF
the men they represented would rec
ognize in any one OF them a man OF
pre-eminent power. No one could
stand before good portrait of Glad
stone without feeling that he was in
the presence of an extraordinary man.
Yet the greatest painter could only
represent one of the many moods OF
chat eVer-changing and most express
siVe cOuntenance. Few men have had
so many faces, and the wonderful play
Of his features contributed very largely
to the effectiveness of his speaking.
1t was a cOuntenance eminently fitted
to express enthusiasm, pathos, pro-
found melancholy, commanding power
and lofty dis0ain. There were mo-
ments when it could take an express
sion Of intense cunning, and it often
darkened into a scoWl of passionate
anger. In repose it did not seem to
me good. With it's tightly compressed
lips and fierce, distracted gaze, it
seemed to express not only extreme de-
termination, but, also great vin0ictive-
ness, a quality, indeed, by no means
wanting in his nature, though it was,
l think, more frequently directed
against classes or parties than against
Individuals
He had a wonderful eye-a bird Of
prey eye-ferce, luminous, and rest
less. when he differed from you," a
great friend and admirer of his once
said to me, there were moments
when he would give you glance as il
he would stab you to the heart" There
was something, indeed, in his eye in
which more than one experienced
judge saw dangerous symptoms of pos
sible insanity. It's piercing glance
added greatly to his eloquence, and
was, no doubt, one Of the chief ele-
ments OF that strong personal mag
netism which he undoubtedly pos
sessed. It's power was, believe, part
ly Que to a rare physical popularity.
Boehm, the sculptor, who was one OF
the best observers Of the human face
l have ever known, who saw much OF
Gladstone, and carefully studied him
for bust, was convinced of this. He
told me that he was once present
when an alteration between him and
Scotch professor took place, and that
the latter started up from the table
to make an angry reply, when he sud-
denly stopped as if paralyzed or fasci-
mated by the glance Of Gladstone; and
Boehm noticed that the pupil of Glad
stones eye was visibly dilated, and
the eyelid round the whole circle Of
the eye drawn back, as may be seen
in bird of prey
Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1899-02-27
YES"
They stood above the world,

Ihey stood above the world,
In world apart;
And she dropped her happy ewes
And stilled the throbbing pulses
Of her happy heart.
And the moonlight fell above her.
Her secret to discover;
And the mOonbeams kissed her hair.
AS though no human lover
Had laid his kisses there.
Look up, brown eyes," he said,
And answer mine;
Lift up those silken fringes
That hide happy light
Almost divine"
Inc jealous moonlight drifted
TO the finer half uplifted,
Where shone the opal ring
Where the colors danced and shifted
On the pretty, changeful thing.
Just the old, old story
Of light and shade,
Love like the opal tender,
Like it may be to vary
May be to fade.
Just the old tender story,
Just a glimpse of morning glory
In an earthly Paradise,
With shadowy reflections
In g pair of sweet brown eyes.
Brown eyes man might well
Be proud to win!
Open to hold his image,
shut under siIken lashes,
only to hold him in.
y glad eyes, look together,
For LIES dark, stormy weather
Grows to fairer thing
When young eyes look upon it
Through slender wedding ring.
R. D. BlackmOre.
Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1899-02-27
MET AFTER MANY YEARS.
Romantic Reunion of a Separated
Family.

Not all the romance of life is fOun0
in the pages of a novel and realism
frequently out-distances idealism. A
tale of family reunion in Nashua,
N. H., reads like an interesting chap
ter from the pen of some eminent
delineator of character.
The people interested are Mrs
William e. Davis, Stephen A. White
of Boston and Belle Lavero, a reader
of some note.
In October, 1871, Mr.. and Mrs.
Stephen A. White of Weymouth,
Mass, after struggling hard to keep
the wolf from the door, decided that
they must part with two of their
three children. After consultation 4
was decided to place the two daugh-
tiers, one aged and the other 5, in a
adopted. The boy, who bore his
fathers name, was to remain at
home.
The father took the two daughters
to an institution in Boston. The
younger one, Rose, was adopted, but
there was no call for the elder one,
who was late turned over to the care
of an uncle, and in the course of time
she married William e. Davis of this
city.
The boy, Stephen A. White, Jr.,
started out at tender age to make
his own way in the world. He pros
| pered fairly well. and in 1896 was
working in Boston.
One evening in the fall of that year
he attended an entertainment, and
there was introduced to the star of the
evening, Miss Belle kavero, reader.
With him it was case Of love at first
sight.
Fate threw them in each others
paths and an acquaintance soon ripen-
however, fearing that his suit would
not meet with favor, kept his love a
secret until just before Christmas
day, 1898. One evening he told Miss
Lavero "the old, old story" and to his
surprise and delight found that his
love was returned. He was accepted,
subject to the consent of the girls
parents.
That night the girl told her falAer
and mother of the proposal. Neither
offered any objection, but the father
told the girl for the first time thai she
was not his daughter; that she was
adopted by him from an institution.
The next day the girl told her lover
the story told her the night before by
her father, and together they sought
the institution from which she was
taken-he with the determination to
make her his wife, no matter what
the records might reveal; she with a
fear that it might be discovered that
she was a poor nameless waif.
The superintendent of the institu-
ton questioned the girl at length anu
then began to look over the records OF
the institution Finally he found
what he was looking for and read:
Brought to this home in October,
1871, Rose A. White, daughter of Mr..
and Mrs Stephen A. White of Wey-
mouth Mass, aged years.
In an instant Mr.. White grasped the
meaning of the situation. 1t was a
sister, not wife, that he had found
and loved. The girl tainted, and after
recovering consciousness was told the
story of her early life.
AS soon as she recovered sufficiently
from the shock she accompanied her
brother to this city and for the first
time in a quarter of a century met ner
sister, Mrs. William E. Davis. The
reunion can better be imagined than
described
Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1899-02-27

Mantegazza has written a Utopian
romance, in which he expresses his
opinion that in the year 5000 all conn
tries of the world will form one fader-
alton, the United States of the World.
and there will be but one government.
with only four ministers-of agricul-
ture, hygiene, education, and COM
merce.
Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1899-02-27
Poultry Hints.

See that your house is kept clean
this weather, as cleanliness is a good
lice destroyer.
Always have a dry location for the
poultry house; there is no animal life
that can stand damp quarters.
Laying hens require more feed than
those that do not lay. Remember this
and feed more Of the kind Of feed that
makes eggs.
Cracked corn is a good food for
growing chicks Of fair size, provided
plenty of sharp grit is furnished, but
not otherwise
Luck has nothing to do with poultry
keeping. Good honest attention to
business is what counts in the fall.
The lazy man is unlucky.
1t costs one cent each in the East 20
Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1899-03-01
Hello, Oahu Lumber and Building Co."

"Hello p
"What kind of house can you build for S5oo?"
"Almost as good as you can get in California"
elbow can you build them so cheapl"
"Because we import all our materials direct
from the factory, and employ the best work.
men. The best is the cheapest"
"Where is your business place?"
"Our Office and Yard is on King street, near
o. R. & L. Co.'s Depot; our Planning Mill cor
ner King and Bethel streets. Telephones s.
and 1873. P. o. Box 367. We can give you
hundreds of frst-class references, among the
leading people of these Islands.
Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1899-03-01

The Alameda will take away
the following I, SIN Francisco:
Robert e Slrahorn and wife, Mrs
L p Williams, q L Ecksrdt. Mrs
r A Tones and dsnght.r, Ms W
VI Young, Mrs G I Hancock, Miss
M Mitchell, Mrss Jane Young, @
II Young, E A Young, Mrs
Oliver, Edward Biarer, Mons
Version, Mrs s l. Rtberts, Mrs
w r. Dewitt, Mrs Van Norstrand,
Miss Goodwin. W II Anderson,
r T Burke, A II Upton, Mrs A II
toomer, Mr. Boomer, Mr. McNsbb,
Misses MrNahb, ] b Ageu. Il Re-
gan, Fred w Waldron, r b
Buns aud wife, j Caurmau AID
wife, J l. N cholas, Mr. Arnold,
Capt + w Watson, Charles W
" G ay, Mrs j Lycstt aud three
children, Fed Harris aud wife
Mrs Kaiser. Mr. Mary F. Whar-
ton, Mr. Mclean aud Owen Cur
| tin.
Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1899-03-01
LOCAL AND GENERAL,

Cyclone Cameras are the best
aud cheapest.
Wheels rented; J. j. Richard.
son, Hotel street.
G. W. Dickey and family have
returned to Maui.
Attorney General Smith has
gone to Maui on business.
Remember the Hawaiian Relief
SOciety's luau gu Saturday ut the
Maternity Hume.
Captain Ly dig, Chief Commi.
sary, left for Kauai 10 the W. Il.
Hall yesterday atteruoon.
M, site Lrdge, No. 2, Knights
of Pythias, meet at Castle hall this
evening. Wuk IN I'd RaLk.
The Min Kep r, staurrnt, Ala.
k q, near Rug, Advertlses u lopd
lunch for 10 cents. See New 70
uay
DIR. Walters aud wife will re-
turn TO the States in tie M ana
DIR. Walters has some mining IN
teiests in Colorado TO att, nj to.
Attention is drawn to the card
of j. Nj. Kapeskua, attorney and
counsellor at law whose offices a'e
,tuat,d il the Occidental hotel.
See New Today.
A COED chance to invest in fve
cottages on LrlIha st'eet, near
School Present rental $50
month. Apply VIM. Savdge
See ad on p re 8
Do You like TO drii k pure whis-
ky? Then it you do call f"i
"A. A." Je Sc More H, any "f the
-sl,ols. Lovej y O. Co, dIstr'bu.
t re- for the Hawaiian Islands.
Que THOUSAND New Books
The Golden Rule Bazaar rece'v. d
este'day the above number OF New
Boz k, by all the popular aut, ors
of the day. Thee are all 10 paper
binding and retail for rs and so
cents each. See the list.
Prof. and Mrs. Geo. Hendricks
of Minneapolis, Mimi, have
ought block of GIT los in thu
Kaimukl trace. they will b gin
erecting splendid re-idence IN
M, di tely. Mr.. aid Ms. Hru-
dricks are charmed wi h tie beau
tiful climate of Honolulu II, d the
mag pific-ut scenic views Of the
new residence tract.
Stray horses still roam the
streets at night ard persist in
tearing up peoples ysrd-. Nearly
every night, horses may be seen
on the dri shed grounds and The
residents of Be,etap,a and King
streets ar. 10, at all quiet abou,
the complaints Reading these
estrsys. II a pourd master would
ride the s'rr, Is for couple of
hours at each night for while,
he would make money.
The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1899-05-26
ENGLISH JOKES FROM RIVAL,

Grocer: What are you grumbling
about? Dye want the earth?" Gus
toner: mo. not in the sugar."
Miss Makeup wears her hair just
the same as she did ten years ago."
Yes, Tom, but not the same hair.
SIS it trua that sailors, after becom-
ing quite old, always stop swearing?"
Old Salt: my friend, you'll have to ask
some one older than L."
Grocer: well, little one, what can 1
do for you?" Jenny: please, sir,
mamma says will you change a sover-
eign for her, an she'll give you the
sovereign tomorrow"
Have you broken off your engage
ment, old man? What's the matter?"
well l was hard up, you see, so I
quarreled ard had all my presents re-
turned, and was able to realize upon
them. Couldn't possibly have raised
the money any other way"
"Auntie, dear, Mr.. Mailer, the artist,
has asked mi for my photo; he wants
to make use Of it for his next picture.
Ought / to send it to him?" asked Alice.
Yes, you can do so, but be sure to
inclose with it a photo of your mother,
or some elderly lady. It would be
highly improper to send your photo by
itself!!' exclaimed her aunt.
The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1899-05-26

1T isn't me-but 1t is some union
soldler buried for me-, and he shall
have some flowers. Yes. I'll deco.
rate my " grave" and with q
chuckle Merrill Fremont started brisk.
ly down the path.
AS he neared the gate it opened, anc
a tall, slender figure clad in black en-.
tered, followed by an old negro fairly
staggering under the weight of mag.
nolia blossoms. Something familiar in
the two figures made Fremont pause.
But they did not notice him. The lady
turned up a side path and walked
quickly toward the end Of the grounds
Merrill had just quilted, followed more
slowly by the old serving man.
Merrill faced about and watched
them. He was certain now that the
woman was Erma. He expected her
to enter the Ralston lot, but she only
paused, waved her hand toward the
1ower-hidden graves, said something
to her attendant and passed on her way
until she stood beside the undecorated
grave.
Fremont rubbed his eyes and stared.
The lady motioned to negro to lay
his fragrant burden down.
Merrill fastened up the path. He
was near enough to hear the well-re-
membered voice say, you may 20,
Uncle Sorney; I'll arrange the flowers
myself"
The eryan shufled away down the
path he had come, while his mistress
knelt to place the blossoms.
Merrill Fremont paused, hat in hand.
Erma believed him dead and forgave
him. How would it be when she found
him alive! He stood in dumb uncer-
tainty. She vas his only love and to
lose her again would be more terrible
than not to have found her. Dead,
she surely loved him; her action prov
ed it. Would he not better go away
In the certainty Of that love than, by
staying. perhaps revive the old bitter
ness which his return to her unframed
while all her beloved family lay dead,
might recall?
He was about to retreat. 1t was toe
late, the lady turned and saw him. He
stood awkwardly before her. She look
ed at him in puzzled inquiry.
Suddenly he cried out "Erma."
She moved back a pace in surprise at
being SO addressed by an apparent
stranger.
Once his tongue loosened Merrill gave
her no chance to escape. In quick,
incoherent words he poured forth the
mistaken report of his death, his love,
his sorrow for her grief. and at last an
earnest plea hat she would prove more
kind than in the past.
AS she listened a delicate flush crept
into the lady's pale, sweet face. The
shadow that rested in the deep, blue
eyes lifted. She looked searchingly at
the man before her. Could this really
be her young lover, returned in the
guise Of this impetuous elderly man?
She had neve rthought Of him save as
The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1899-05-26


Garlands and songs.
(Memorial Day.
Brothers, a song to the friends that
have left us.
Friends Of q distant, memorial year,
Comrades In times e'er death had be-
reft us
OF those who were dearer than life
is dear
Shall we not bring them a garland and
sing them
Stories and songs that were fair to
them here?
But the, garland, ah, shall it be OF
roses,
Bright as with Joy as with life. blood
red,
Or OF jonquil pale, that at eventide
closes
Its petals and earthward hangs, heavy
Of head,
Dr. Of sad. dropping flowers from rain
beaten bowers,
Shall the garlands be made for our
comrades, dead?
!
Nay, for I know Of a fairer flower,
Growing in quiet, where winds are
not.
Il opens its heart as the sun and the
shower
Nor faints when the summer-sweet
ons wax hot
Far meeter to strew for the friends we
know
Remembrance blossom, forget-me-
not.
And the sorg, shall It be Of the years
behind us,
Our sleepless nights and our sadder
days,
When cannon could deafen and volley-
ings blind US,
The bugles arouse US to wearying
ways,
Of the blue wreaths curled round our
banners unfurled.
The boom Of battle, the murk, the
haze?
Nay. but brothers, here, hopeful
hearted.
Let us not think Of the days OPP
pressed.
Count not Y dead with the things de-
parted,
Their glory yet lives by their sons pos
sessed-
Lat the bugles be still Ger our friends
on the hill.
Their song be now one Of peace, OF
rest. s.
&C. Fred Gauss.
The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1899-05-26

uUHLE A4A81A y AVA 1 %NkAVxHs
then came the war. How quickly had
followed that awful day when he went
to say farewell and she would not look
at him, because he wore the hated
blue. He tried to argue, tried to per-
suade. but she would not listen.
She was a southern girl-Col. Raj
ston's daughter. If he fought the
south, he fought her and was her dead
ly foe. Was 1t not cruel enough that
the dreadful war should deprive her
OF her lover, without calling him to
fight against instead OF for her?
How clearly he could see her as she
stood then on the low, wide steps, a
slim. girlish figure clad in clinging
white. Her cheeks were flushed and
her mouth tremulous, but the chin was
firmly set. All through the war he
had carried in his heart the memory
OF her as she stood in the sunshine,
framed by the stately pillars of the
gallery; while he. with despair in his
heart, but q logged determination In
his eyes, turned, when half way down
the broad avenue of live oaks, and lift
Ing his union cap murmured. God
keep my southern ~sweetheart!"'
How often .he recalled her words.
He could almost hear them now. go.
You are a traitor. l never want to. see
your face again."
n old man shook his head sor-
rowfully. No. she would never forgive
him, not even now after all these
years. Well, he would go back north
ON the morrow, SO what matter?
He and the Ralston boys had been
college students together. He would
pay Q visit to their last resting place.
He opened the gate and slowly made
his way among the fowerscoyered
mounds. When he reached the Raj
ston lot, he looked about him sorrow
fully. He felt. sadly desolate.s He
alone wa left OF all those merry.
laughing fellows.
Presently his eye wandered to q
grave somewhat apart from the rest.
The scarcity Of its flowers drew his at
tention to 1t. He wandered idly "a.
ward i, thinking. Some poor friend
less chap.
49, SAVAN OnHGU upOui
hts knees in his eagerness to read the
simple inscription on the headstone. II
ran:
MERRILL FREMONT.
Born 1888. Killed at Gettysburg.
1861
Why. that's my manner" and the
old man looked about him in a dazed
manner Is though for . moment he
doubted his identity.
my name is Merrill Fremont
and was born In IS, but though i
wal woundedI did not die at Gettys-
burg. Aunions soldier In a~sconfedarate.
graveyard. At. that accounted for the
lack 81 memorial MOVERS. and he
smiled grimly. But I'm not dead
ana he thulnped his cane vigorously.
upon the gravel path.
IN leaned his hands On his stick;
md stood gazing intently IL His own
name.
The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1899-05-26

young blood still flowing in his veins,
started down the street II the warm
spring sunshine. The square shout
ders, erect head and firm tread all be-
spoke the soldier.
AS he came in sight of Miss Erma's
house his steady walk became jerky
and finally settled into an uncertain
amble. For the fraction of a second
he paused at her gate, then beat a
hasty and confused retreat. Complete
ly out of breath he drew up beside the
high arched gate which opened upon
the soldiers last tenting ground.
by Jove! It's no use. I couldn't
face her" and the old man mopped his
brow. "Whew, how her eyes did blaze!
Facing a cannon is play to standing
the fire Of Erma's angry eyes,"
He leaned against the post. The
light died out of his face and he
thought of that long away time when
he ard Erma had been lovers. And
The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1899-05-26
A Bellicoae Youth.

The boy is still father to the man.
A certain prominent political hustler,
who, like the British tar in pima
FORE" is ever ready with his fists,
showed his pugilistic taste at an early
age.
The first day he went to school the
family was, of course, anxious to know
his impression Of the new occupation.
well Sammy" said his father,
what did you learn our first day at
school?"
Strengthening up and assuming a
bellicose attitude, Sam replied, Faith
er, l learned I can lick every boy in
my class"
A few days later his love of pugilism
and frequent battles led to his expul-
sion. He came home that day and
surprised his good mother with the
remark. "Well mother, thank the
Lord l have been turned out."-Cleve-
land Plaindealer.
The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1899-05-26
kAFFlR'S ANTlDOTE.
Which Made serpent's Venom Harmle

Which Made sorpent's Venom Harmless.
A road party, comprising the usual
gang of from fifty to sixty Kafirs, was
employed, says a writer in the London
Spectator. on the construction of a
road in the Tuegla valley, Natal, about
thirty or O years ago. In the
course of their work they came upon
a huge stone which it was necessary to
remove, but beneath it was the home
of a large black mamba, we'll known
to the n~eighboring inhabitants as being
old and, therefore, very venomous.
The mamba is the most deadly of the
South African snakes, and the super
intendent anticipated some trouble
over that rock. He offered a bride for
the snakes skin, and the gang
'wow'd!" and sat down to "bema
gwi' (take snuff. But a slim youth
sauntered forward and, amid the jeers
and protestations of the rest, declared
himself equal to the task. He took
from his neck what looked like a bit
Of shriveled stick, chewed it, swal-
lowed some of it, spat out the rest on
his hands and proceeded to rub his
%glistening brown body and limbs all
over. Then taking up his stick and
chanting a song Of defiance he ad-
vanced with great confidence and
swagger to the bowlder. There he
reused up the mamba, which, in great
fury at being disturbed, bit him in the
lip. The boy took no notice of the
bite, but broke the snakes back with
his stick and, bringing it to his master,
asked for his reward, obtaining which
he went back to his work, and the
bite of the reptile had no effect upon
him whatever. No bride, not even
that of a COW DIETER than any gold in
the eyes of a Kaffir) would induce the
native to disclose the secret Of his an
tidote, which, he said, had been handed
down in his family for generations.
The snake was a very long one, and so
old that it had a NAME. 1t is a we'll
known fact that certain of the Zulus
have a%ntidotes for the more deadly
snake p~oisons, which they preserve as
a secret within their own families.