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Total 17s 2S1sTe 81 esoses.17c 1892 s5s 100
The circulation capita January SOS 10 against
s25 13 January 1. 1900.
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MONEY IN CIRCULATION

The Government statement showing the amount
OF money In circulation on January l. 1901 COM
pares with the same date last year as follows:
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RECORD DAY IN STOCKS.
PRICES STRONG AND HIGHER.
ST. PAUL ADVANCES TWELVE POINTS
BONDS AND MONEY

Closing prices yesterday Of the principal ac-
tive securities and net changes from Thursday y's
final quotations were:
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IMPORTS OF DRYGOODS.
PORT OF NEw-YoRK.

r1,srs wsss ending M Jan = e. Jsae 80 1900 1901.
Thrown on tho market. 1.e4se3O 3as39o2 2.2sO sos
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OTHER CITIES.
BOSTON STOCKS.
NEW-YORK

.And interest TEX coupon
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STOCKS.

Tate.l period. BID ~.
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The DAYS OPERATIONS IN BONDS.
GOVERNMENT BoNDs.-Market Irregular

Final quotations follow
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SALES AT THE STOCK EXCHANGE.
RAILROAD AND OTHER STOCKS.

'--7ctual sales--j-C1osing-l Shares
open IHighlLow Fin Bid.i Ask sold.
The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1901-10-31

A wife in addressing her husband
says "her" children when they are
good, but when they are bad it is
"his" children.
A god way to test your girls love
is to send her letter and a present
together. If she opens the letter
first it's a clear case of love.
History is apt to repeat itself, es-
pecially when it is repeated by ones
neighbors.
A rolling stone , 'thers no moss,
excepting sometimes 'emorse.
With the actor it's apt to be a case
of starring or starving-only the diff
ference of letter.
by an experienced liar!
When fellow begins to start down
hill the devil is always ready with a
helping hand!
A man who searches for happiness
too strenuously rarely finds i'll
The apple of knowledge frequently
becomes the arpie of discord after
it is bittenl
The shorter the rainy day skirt,
the longer the man looksl
Like Oliver Twist, love always cries:
VI want some more!"
II you wish to catch your train
don't study the time table.-Walter
Pulitzer, in N. Y. Herald.
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aoutinucG 10 ,all k,.a, dld not return
one day to the litt!c yine-covered cot
tagc where he had concealed his pre-
cious model. She waited and waited
in vain in the rose Garden. while Dur
and from his secret studio watched
the dropping figure in the midst Of her
roses and lilies. He studied the beau
tiful face with eager interest.
Every day brings her nearer my
ideal. Nowhere in the world of art is
there another face like hers. 1t would
stir the heart of stone. What depths
of feeling in those eyes; what faith
full love her sweet dropping mouth re-
veals! But her profle-divinely beau
tiful! Thou hast not many days more
to suffer, dear love. On the morrow
/ must catch the immortal expression
which is to bring me the fame of an
Angelo" Thus meditated the artist
as he sat in his concealed studio and
painted the face of the sorrowing
woman in the garden.
On the morrow Durand waited long
for the figure to appear on the bench
among the roses At last she came, in
her white robe, and turned her beau
tiful face up to the sky. Mother of
sorrow, what despair, what agony
that face revealed,
The artist seized his brush and
painted as if inspired.
"'Tis well | delayed no longer, for
hairs breadth less of contour would
L In,
were feverishly bright, his breath
came in quick gasps. Already he
tasted the supreme triumph Of the
artist in the work which brings him
fame. After an hours eager work he
threw down his brush, crossed the
room and stood viewing his painting
with a satisfied smile.
There, my saint, / have your sad
sweet face on canvas and / shall no
longer trouble your faithful, loving
heart. I come to drive away despair"
A cry from the rose garden reached
Durand. He rushed across the room
and pushed aside the vines that hid the
easement.
God in Heaven, what had happened!
On the garden bench lay the lifeless
form of Carita, with knife thrust
into her bosom.
Durand leaped from the window and
llnelt in anguish before his love. The
ambition of the artist was lost in the
unavailing cry of the human heart.
The pictured face in the studio was
forgotten by the man who bent in an
agony of remorse over the dead one
in the garden.
The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1901-10-31
CASE OF MODERN CHIvALRY,
street Car Conductor Has UnsntIsfac-
tory Experience Trying to
Right Things

Why is it so many things happen on
the street cars? Because nowhere else
than on the street cars do our neigh
bors settle down and remain i'm one
place long enough 70 be watched, says
the Milwaukee Sentinel
This was a well-illed car on the
Third street line. In one corner of the
car sat man in working clothes. Next
to him sat little girl, and in front OF
the man stood woman who chung to
an overhead strap and was thrown one
way or another every time the car
started or came to a sudden stop,
The conductor came through and col
lected the fare, He saw the woman
hanging to the strap. The young lady
who held on to the clapper of the bell
SO that the curfew should not wiring
on a certain night could not have been
more desperately uncomfortable than
this woman.
little girl, I'll have to ask you to al
low this lady to sit down." SAID the con-
ductor. "She has paid fare and you
haven't"
"No, no, never mind" said the
woman.
YOU'D better sit down" said the con-
ductor. ut won't be so much trouble
for the little girl TO stand up
AT this the child, who had been looks
ing first at the conductor and then al
the woman, timidly slid down oil the
seat and the woman took the vacant
place The child leaned against the
seat between the woman and the man
in working clothes.
The latter said TO the conductor:
ITS pity you couldn't let the child
alone"
"She didn't pay any fare" explained
, the conductor, land so she didn't have
! first claim on the seat"
what difference does il make to YOU
who gets the seats, huh? Amt you
! hired to collect the fares?'
"Never you mind what I'm hired for
! | know my business"
81 don't know whether you do or
not"
well. ! do" and he furiously rang
! the bell for a cross street.
The woman appeared TO be consider
ably worried, and some of the passen-
gers expected to see her insist on the
little girl taking the seat, but she
didn't.
"If you want the child TO have a seat
you can hold her on your lap" said the
conductor to the man in the corner.
81 don't care whether she has seat
or not"
well, then, what are you talking
about?"
Jaw, that's all right. ! don't like to
see a man be too fresh"
IF you wanted the little girl to keep
her seat why didn't you pay fare for
her?"
"You go and tend to your little old
hve-cent pieces. You make me sick. !"
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- rne other pas

80 rne other pas
sengers to see if he was being suS.
tanned in his controversy.
81 guess you are sick; anyway,
there's something the matter with
YOU" retorted the conductor, and with
this brilliant repartee he passed out TO
the platform.
The man inNthe corner was not salts
fed to allow the discussion TO rest in
that manner, In a few moments he
arose and went out on the platform,
where he and the conductor began
heated conversation. ~
The passengers Inside could not hear
what was said, Lut they could see the
excited gestures and the exchange of
defiant glances. They expected every
moment to see a blow struck, but al
one of the crossings the man in work
ing clothes swuLr himself off the car,
and as he struck the ground he sent a
loud parting sho; at the conductor,
who was evidently surprised TO see the
man jump off, --~-r'tt e.. y.
After run OF two blocks the woman
who had been the innocent cause of the
disturbing incident waved her hand at
the conductor and he pulled the rope,
When the car stopped the woman, be-
ing still flushed and embarrassed.
passed out of the car, followed by the
| little girl.
| Then the conductors face was study
Of puzzled amazement He had COM
! PEELED the little girl TO give up the seat
| to her mother, and the man whose feel
ings were outraged and whose pater.
nal wrath nearly precipitated a fight
| had been total stranger 10 the child,
a rank outsider" with some original
notions of chivalry.
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Jim Henley, . p :
Remittance Man
By WILLIAM MCLEOD .

I'm HENLEY, manager and part
IL owner of the Bar u cattle ranch,
got his first sight of the new teacher
at the Half Way house just after he
had recovered from one OF his period
zeal sprees. He was riding along
gloomily with his cayuse at a walk,
and the young man was putting in
his time hating himself savagely. In
point of fact, Henley always despised
himself after one of his outbursts,
but they happened none the less reg
ularly on that account.
He was a younger son of an old
English family, a university man (Col-
lege of st. Ambrose, Oxford, and
gentleman; add to which he was the
pluckiest man in the San Joaquin
valley--or at least one of the nerv-
lest, and that is pretty large or
der-a splendid rider, good shot,
a handsome fellow in a devil-may-care
fashion, and was possessed of reck-
lessness enough to sink three-deck-
er. His vices were those which
sprang from Incidence and unsteadi-
ness OF purpose, but at bottom he had
the manhness out of which stanch
men are made. The trouble with him
was that he had always had more
money than he knew what to do
with. and unworthy companions who
were quite ready to assist him on
the downhill road. The result was
that he had long since come to feel
a cynical distrust about himself.
I'm a bad egg, and the sooner I'm
bowled clean in the middle stump the
better it will be for my people, he
told himself, in the mixed figures he
was won't to employ, "The devil OF
it is that I'm liable to live 100 years
yet. Hello! What's the matter here"
The matter appeared to be that
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PURSUING ONWARD.

I still pursue the path l trod-
An eager and aspiring youth
With upward longing after God
And earnest seeking for the Truth.
All that was long before l knew
How much from me he years would take,
How friends could ever prove untrue,
How hearts could bear, and still not
break.
The past, the future-each book
l may not pause and ponder Ger;
Into whose depths l dare not look
For joys to come, or gone before.
All that Would, ] cannot know.
The times and seasons" are Gods own;
This mine to trust anG onward go
Onward, and He will make 1t known.
In patient toll the present hour
Demands the best of mind and heart;
No signs. no tears, by Faiths calm power,
/ shall most bravely bear my part.
And climbing still the upward way
That pursued in days of youth,
I'll find the summit, some sweet day,
And rest upon the mount of Truth.
RACHEL @. Buttz, in Chicago Standard.
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johnny ON Autumn.

Autumn is the season of the year
when the leaves turn brown and your
feet get cold riding in the open cars,
In the autumn we go out meath the
shady woods to commune with nature
and gather various kinds of nuts. Il
is usually called rail- except when one is
in company Autumn is its Fourth
Reader name. In the autumn we ask
the janitor TO give us some steam, bu,
he haughtily refuses. Hence we do not
get il, and we sometimes sit around
the cold radiator and think We should
not murmur at providence, for provi-
dence is not to blame. Ii is the Jan.
tor. In the autumn we take our
books under our arms and trudge of
contentedly to school Education Is
an important thing. We should never
neglect TO get an education. Let Us
bear in mind, my friends, that without
an education we are apt to come short
in doing our duty. 1t is also improper
TO wear a straw hat in autumn.-John.
ny, in Chicago Tribune.
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;tudio. Carita's eyes grew brighter
han ever in those happy days. She
patiently sat day after day while the
lrtist painted her mouth, her chin,
1er eyes, but never all together.
"Why do you paint me in bits,
Maitre? Do you wish me broken in
pieces always?"
Not always, mon enfant. l am
not yet ready to put the pieces
together. ! am waiting for a GER
tain expression to come upon your
face, little one, then ! shall catch it
and my fortune is made"
when will it come, Maitre? Have
you ever seen it?"
"Only in dreams, but it is coming.
| see it dawning, surely" He looked
intently into the girls eyes, which
had taken on a deep, wistful express
sion of late. To look into Carita's
eyes was like quenching ones thirst
at some delicious newly-born spring
in the forest.
Her look wavered under the ar
fists gaze, and a sigh escaped the
coral lips which now wore smile
more sad than joyous.
"Yes, the face | have longed for is
almost ready for the canvas. 1t was
a lucky star that took me to the
green that night, Carita, dearest.
But why do you look so sad, little
one?"
"You will go away" she answered,
"and I shall see you no more"
"But you will go back to the green
and dance with Pierre and the rest
as happy as ever"
NO. no; never!" she exclaimed. 81
cannot go back"
'Then come with me, darling"
The look of joy that overspread
her countenance displeased the artist.
He must restore the ideal Madonna
face of his dream.
The snort glimpse Of paradise per-
mitted Carita was followed by days OF
anxiety. Her beloved "Maitre," as she
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philadelphia satu.,.~. .-,."'ng r. -
Last winter Gen. Lew Wallace lived
in the "Blacherne," his handsome In
dianapols apartment building, which
was erected entirely from the pro-
ceeds of "Ben Hur," the novel which
made his fame.
After dinner Gen. Wallace had just
settled himself TO the enjoyment of
a studious evening, when a servant
announced that a young Armenian
desired a short interview. He was at
once admitted, for Gen. Wallace
makes it rule to see all foreign call
ers without exception. Then the
young man stated his mission.
His brother, he said was under the
suspicion of the sultan's government,
and has found it advisable TO keep
out of Turkish domains. But de-
sire to see his sweetheart had at
length determined him to make the
, reckless experiment of going back to
the Turkish, capital. Therefore he
had written to his brother in Amer
lea, saying: "If you do not hear
from me inside of 20 days, you will
know that | have gone to CONSTANT
nople, and if you do not receive with
in 40 days a letter mailed from there,
make up your mind that | have been
thrown into prison, and be prepared
to help get me out"
Gen. Wallace's caller then said that
more than 10 days had passed and
| hat he had received no word from
the reckless young brother, and he
| added
~ know that there is not man
in this country so high in the favor
of the sultan as yourself, and so |
have come to beg you TO do what you
can for my brothers Iteration
"Al the world loves lover" and
! Gen. Wallace is not an exception to
! this rule. He at once took keen
| personal interest in the case. by
cabIegram correspondence with a
prominent Turkish official, whose
close friendship Gen. Wallace had en-
! loved while United States minister
! TO Turkey, he learned that the young
man mad been imprisoned on the
charge Of completely in a dangerous
revolutionary plot against the gov
eminent, and that his probable fate
was most unenvihble. Then Gen. Wal
lace made epistoiatory appeals to a
group of officials high in the coun-
1 ellis of the sultan, and finally re-
ceiyed notice that as a personal com
pliment to him, the prisoner would be
released on condition that he nj
once take permanent leave of the
country.
Immediately the novelist sent a
liberal check, sufficient TO pay the
passage and ether expenses Of two
persons travelling from Constantine
pie TO indianapolis, and directed the
young Armenian to marry his sweet
| heart and start at once with her for
America. This he did. and, if dis
play of human gratitude is compen
sation for an act Of unselfsh benevo
lence, Gen. Wallace was literally re
warded for mis- efforts.
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DURAND stood with arms crossed
on the low parapet watching the
dancers on the green. His eyes wan
dered frequently to young girl who
shone midst her companions like
starry Venus sparkling above dull
!eaden clouds.
"The face of my Dreams" muir
INJURED the artist. what eyes! What
profile. But the expression must
pc altered. The eyes are too spark
ing, the smile too joyous. Time
will soon change that" He loitered
up to the dancers and held up his
land for the fiddle which Pierre was
'udely saving.
$50, my friend, and take your
place with the rest" With a few
iurns of the bow Durand brought
'orth bewitching strains that intoX-
Gated his listeners. They whirled
md laughed in delightful abandon
nent.
"Now you play for me-" said Du-
and at length, to Pierre.
"Ah, do not stop" cried the girl of
he artists dream. "Pierre's playing
S like the creak of rusty wheels
over rough stones, and yours is like
he soft -patter of the rainbow foun-
ain in the square"
"Will you dance with Inc if / play
once more?" asked Durand, unheed-
ne the scowls of the youth who
sought special favor of the maiden.
"Carita! Is that what they call
you, fair one?" whispered Durand
when he clasped the girl in his arms
md whirled to Pierre's laundering
music.
She smiled into his eyes with a
badness that would have dazzleo
,nyone but an artist in search of his
iream face.
1t was but a step from the dance
IN the green to the sittings at the
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there existed a difference of opinion
between young woman and her
pony. The cayuse was circling
around at the end of a bride, aud
the young woman was serving as Tie
pivot of the circumference in a vain
attempt to persuade the animal to
1t her mount.
Henley flung himself from his
horse and rendered his services gloom
lily. In five seconds he had brought
the pony to time and was offering a
hand as mount. From the saddle
the young woman explained.
81 got off to pick some of those
columbines and found that Cal was
opposed to our renewing acquaint-
ance. I'm afraid I should have had
to walk if you had not happened to
come along, Mr."
Henley" said the young man Of
that name, briefly. you're all right
now, suppose"
"Yes all right, thank you" and the
young woman galloped away.
Doesn't EN- very friendly. He
might at least have asked my name"
thought Miss Lyndona Forsyth, teach
err of the school at the Half Way
house. 81 don't think I've ever seen
a face at once so sad and so reckless.
Looks like gentleman too.
shouldn't wonder if there isn't his
tory behind those great eyes"
With which Miss Forsyth, being en-
inently practical, dismissed the young
man from her mind for the present.
They met each other frequently in the
months that followed, though their
acquaintance continued to limp until
one morning she found him lying on
the ground in front of the school.
house.
"A new pupil, Miss Forsyth" he
called out to her with his cynical
laugh. Didn't want to be late the
first day. so / came last night. Afraid
you'll have to excuse me from rising
Fact is, my pony's foot went into a
prairie dogs hole and | came a crop.
per. Sorry to trouble you, but I'm
afraid / shall have to ask one of your
hopefuls to ride over to the Bar z
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,tudio. Carita's eyes grew brighter
han ever in those happy days. She
patiently sat day after day while the
lrtist painted her mouth, her chin,
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THE MEADOW LARK.
a of grass on either side

A sea of grass on either side
The prairie stretches far and wide;
Its undulating line of blades
Reflects the noontde lights and shades,
And brings before me one by one
The pictures wrought by wind and sun.
And silence reigns, save for the breeze
And muffied hum of droning bees,
Till in the summer hush hear
A prairie signal sweet and clear,
In mournful, piercing notes that mark
The whistle of the meadoV-lark.
Like one wild cry for loved and lost,
From lone spirit tempest-tossed,
IT walls across the waving grass,
And, blending with the winds that pass
1t scatters echoes at my feet
So full of pain. so deadly sweet.
OH heart of hearts, could my unrest
Find such a song within my breast,
MY passionate and yearning cry
Would echo on from sea to sky
Along the path of future years,
And touch the listening world to tears.
Ernest McGaffey in Overland Monthly
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LIKE WALLACE ROMANCE.
This, However, Is Not Imaginative,
hut of Real Occurrenee-How
He Helped n Lover.

Not all Of Gen. Lew Wallace's ro-
mances are done on paper. Occasion
ally this dean Of historical romances
takes hand in an affair of the heart
cessfully as if it were creation of
his imagination, says n writer in the
80 -
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Nautical Information.

Captain" asked the landluhber,
"from what direction do you get
spanking breeze?"
From astern," growled the gvuT
old seadsg, as he paced the quarter
deck.-Baltimor American.
Rosebud County news. [volume] (Forsyth, Mont.) 1901-1906, 1901-03-14
Disappearance OF tho Cha ,no,.

Attention is called in French scien-
tine journals to the disappearance OF
the chamois from the French Alps
These graceful animals, in spite of the
TACT that they conceal their homes and
places of refuge in the most inacces-
slble spots. at heights varying from
$500 to 1880 feet, are merciless,v
hunted out and shot down, SO that
there is danger of their complete ex-
tlnction. In Italy there is a large re-
serve On which the chamois are pro-
tected. and the formation of a similar
reserve in France is advocated.
Rosebud County news. [volume] (Forsyth, Mont.) 1901-1906, 1901-03-14
WOMAN HUNTS ALLICATORS.

sIrs. Nouberger Makes Havoc with Big
Reptiles at Night.
Mrs. Samuel Neuburger of New York
is the most daring and successful alli-
gator hunter of the season. She is
staying at the Tampa Bay hotel with
her husband, who shares with her the
pleasures of the chase. Mrs. Neu-
burger is tall, handsome woman Of
very striking appearance, evidently we'll
supplied with strength, courage and
determination. She hunts the dread
full alligator in the most sportsmanlike
manner, that is at night. This is the
only way to catch the reptiles in the
water. The other way is to prowl
around until you find them unawares,
on the bank of river or swamp,
rather tiresome proceeding. At night
Mrs. Neuburger. goes out in light ce-
dar canoe. She paddles along noise
lessly and every now and then flashes
dark lantern. Occasionally this re-
veals an alligator who loves to float
on the surface of the water at night,
and is hypnotized by the light. Mrs.
Neuburger then shoots the reptile and
harpoons his body and takes him in
tow. All this is very dangerous work
and requires great nerve, skill and pre-
cision. 1t is, of course, very hard to
shoot accurately by the light of a
lantern. A big alligator is quite cap
able of smashing canoe to fragments
with blow of his terrible tail, and
then swallowing a couple of human
beings. Recently Mrs. Neuburger
shot at a large alligator while out in
her canoe. The shot was a fairly good
one but it struck thick part of the
animals skin, and after tearing hole
passed on without doing much harm,
but greatly infuriating the creature.
He Immediately made for the boat and
started to climb In. AS he came par
TALLY out Of the water Mrs. Neuburger
realized for the flrst time his mon
strous size. She was sitting in the bow
of the boat. and as the monster put