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The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30

Russell divers home in the three
decker at 5 Carroll Street was ran
sacked early yesterday morning and
after the thief had secured $57 in
money he set fire to a mattress in
spare bedroom. Before making his es-
cape he took the pains to tack key
and a communication on a door lead
ing from the kitchen to the piazza.
The note read:
I'VE are even on old scores. You
know what | mean. You took what
my heart loved best. Now I take
from you what you love. kept
your key about long enough. l am
through and 1 used it,"
There is some writing at the bottom
of the note that cannot be deciphered
and it is signed with the initials &C.
B. f. S." The note was written on the
back of calendar page and is now In
the possession of Inspector Arthur +.
Roach who is working on the case.
As far as the police can learn the
family that lost the money cannot
throw any light on the robbery. Mr..
and Mrs. oliver are at a loss to give
even the slightest intimation to the
police as to who the gobber was and
the present standing Of the case leaves
the police in the dark.
Mrs. Oliver was awakened yesterday
morning shortly before o'clock by
dense smoke. She was nearly suffo-
Gated and it was with difficulty that
she got to a window to open It.
Later she called Harry Bailey and
Leon Powers. two roomers at the
house. and they located the fire in the
spare room. The mattress was blazing
away and the room looked at first as
though it was all afire. Powers ran to
Box 416, Hanover and Arch Streets,
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30

ace of being locked up. The tip about
the card game being in progress was
received at Station l through the jeal-
ousy of some of Charles countrymen.
Saturday afternoon two Mongolians
tiptoed into Station l and, in stage
whisper. told Capt. David A. Matthews
that a game would be in progress in
Charlie Sings back room all day Sun
day.
Yesterday morning the same Gilman
men made another appearance at the
station and repeated the story of the
game to make sure the officers would
endeavor to catch Charlie Sing. Chief
Stone decided to raid the place, owing
to the number of young women who
have been hanging around there of
late One of the women, according to
a complaint entered at Station l. has
been about the place so often that she
has been given the name of Chop Suey
Mag, and another is often known as
Chop Kate. They are frequently re
ferred to as the chop suey queens.
The officers got into the main room
of the restaurant about Ais O'Clock.
Standing in the hallway were four
Cinnamon and a girl about 16 years
old The officers swooped down on a
back room where the Jingle of money
could be distinctly heard. officer Dan
lei F. Sullivan was the first to break
into the room. and his appearance
caused all kinds of commotion. Seven
dollars in coin and bills lay on the ia
BILE and a namesake of Charlie Sing s
grabbed the money and attempted to
stun a hand of picture cards into his
mouth. He was saved from the pain
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30
CHINESE JOINT RAIDED===
FOURTEEN ARRESTED

of attempting to masticate them by
Officer Sullivan, who secured them as
evidence along with the ST. There were
about 20 Cinnamon in the room When
fine officers arrived. and when the count
of noses was made just before the
start for Station l. the number was IA.
When Officer Sullivan burst in the
door Sergt. Hill went around TO the
east side Of the room and there he
found a secret door. The find came
quickly and with a vengeance as four
boards. so arranged as to be opened
from the inside, were dropped outward
Continued on Page seven.)
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30
Young Wholesale Liquor Dealer
Leaped From Brooklyn Bridge
Into the East River and Is Still
Alive
WAS SENSELESS WHEN
FlSHED FROM WATER
After Lying Unconscious For
Three Hours, He AWoke and
Told the Officers He Simply
Wanted to See Whether He
Could Do it or Not

New York, Dec. 29.-John Pineover, a
young wholesale liquor dealer of Middle
town. N Y, and son of a retired dealer
in the same line, of this city, today
jumped from the Brooklyn bridge. He is
still alive at hospital. where the physi-
clans say It will be impossible to tell for
some hours whether or not he will re-
cover.
What caused Pineover to take the long
jump into the East River IS not known.
He managed to tell the doctors that he
simply wanted to see If he could do it or
not.
The leap was made In the afternoon
from the girders near the New York
tower. A motorman saw the man go
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30

Clearing weather Monday with slow
ly falling temperature during the day
and night.
Tuesday, fair weather, slightly
warmer during the day; fresh to brisk
westerly winds.
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30

The worlds best typewriter ribbon is
Burbank's Non-Fflling. w. H. Bur
bank, Worcester. Mass. Telephone.
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30

At all times and in all climates
George F. Hewett Company's Private
Stock Highland Whiskey. George y.
Hewett Company, 41-45 Waldo Street,
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30

Jennison- Ulricson Co., groceries, Or
aages. 80 Piedmont Street.
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30
CONTINUED on Page seven.)

The family trade is what we are after
and we deserve it, Your table ana your
medicine chest both need US AS
Waldo Street. George T. Hevett Co
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30

A dainty sort of candy is Scotch
Kisses, sold by Rebboli, zoe box.
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30

G. E. SIMPSON & CO.. 81 PLEAS
ANT STREET.
Modern Merchandise Co. for clothing,
The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-30

Modern Merchandise Co. for clothing,
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Catalogue Cabinets

Continued on Page seven)
The times., 1901-05-05
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The Intrepid Bee.

There lived a Bee-who. though quite small,
Was not a busy bee at all.
No aim in life-nO cares had he;
This bee had naught to do but be.
One day by chance he overheard
passing strangers passing word:
Deeply and long he pondered on it
Twas Of bee in some ones bonnet.
"A bonnet" thought the bumptious bee;
That would be Just the place for me!
What residence is so correct
For one exclusive and select:'
Now it fell out that very day
Miss Amorila came that way.
Wearing (as YOU doubt fOFSee)
4 rose-decked bonnet. Then the bee
Exclaimed: ''Hurrshl NIy luck is great
How all things come 10 those who wait,''
And with a sudden cry. Here gOest'
He plunged into the reddeSt rose!
It's honey he eSsayed to suck
But found instead that he was stuck
And from a snarl Of cottonwood
In vain his legs he tried to pull.
Within his mouth was such a taste
Aniline dye and glue and paste
While wires and Stiffencd muslin things
Scratched his poor eyes and tore his wings.
But though in dire and luckless plight,
He kicked and pushed with all his might,
And somehow managed 10 get free,
4 sadder and a wiser bee.
The Moral pointed like the bees own sting,
Adorns the tale. and should this lesson bring;
4 little learning is a dangerous thing.
Carolyn Wells.
The times., 1901-05-05
NiiseeIInueo eouS hooks.

Under Topsls and Tents" by Cyrus
Townsend Brady, is a book mainly taken
up with the personal experiences Of the
author al Annapolis and in the position
Of chaplain of a regiment Of Pennsylvania
volunteers during the war with Spain. To
some people II may seem that the autobio-
graphical element is little too pro-
nounced for real literary excellence. but
others may like it all the better for that
IL is difficult to see why Mr.. Bradys eX-
periences In the railroad business, as
deacon of the Protestant Episcopal
Church. and as missionary in the West,
are of enough Importance to warrant their
circumstantial Introduction in a note in
the front Of the book.
However there is much that is inter
egting in the volume. which is not very
,arge. and the life OF a cadet at Annapal $
Is not subject that has been written about
20 any considerable extent. There is moth
ing very extraordinary in the authors ex-
periences-he belonged To the class of 81
but a fair specimen of the anecdotes ana
fun in the book is to be found In the fol-
owing paragraphs.
"The lads all had nicknames. One
cadet who looked like another cadet
The times., 1901-05-05
Nav NaGaziHeS

The Nav number of 'McClure's Maga-
zine" is an unusually good one, even for
this bright and popular monthly. In it
appcars what is advertised as 'Dreyfus'
Own story" otherwise leaves from the
autobiography of Captain Dreyfus, in
cNudinc passages Of the diary kept by
him on Devils Island This will doubtless
urove interesting to most readers. THE
Deer is an article by William Davenport
Hubert. illustrated by Arthur Heming.
Clara Morris contributes an article which
IS decidedly fascinating TO anyone in
terested in the private lives of players,
and its title is Mr.. and Mrs Charles
Kean." In the way of fiction there are
More Dolly Dialogues" by Anthony
iiope. whose supply OF these things seems
inexhaustible, and drama by Elizabeth
Stuart Phelps. within the Gates" which
is practically revised edition of a story
with a similar title published by her some
wears ago 1t might also be said that
Mrs. Wards supply of heavenly literature
is inayhaustibIe a little poem by Paul
Kester. 'Beyond the Gates possesses
tb. neculfar daintiness and charm of the
work OF this author and there is poem
bv Wifrid Wilson Gibson, entitled The
song Of The Lough Maiden. Jack Lon
jpn contributes q Story OF ne IN tht
lSfondike region which he calls The God
If His Fathers" and which will be in
cIuGed In a new collection Of stories by
him which is soon to appear under the
anne title If they are all as good as
This one the book should be popular
George Madden Martin. who has made
something of a reputation by two or three
The times., 1901-05-05
Thomas md Nancy Lincoln.

Fit us for humblest service prayed
This kindly, reyerent man,
Content to hold lowly place
In Gods eternal plan:
Content. by prairie. wood and stream
The common lot 10 share,
Or help a neighbor in his need
Some grievous weight 70 bear
Then trustfully resigned the life
That had fulfilled his prayer
And she in Indiana grave
This many year who lies
Mother and wife whose yearning soul
Looked sadly from her eyes
Who. diving. called her children close
As the last shadow fell
And bade them ever worship God
And love each other we'll
Then to her forest grave was borne.
The wind her funeral kneil.
So drear-so Ione-who could have dreamed
Th, boy her bed beside,
Forth from that cabin door would walk
Among earth's glorliiedt
But 10! his name from sea TO s'd
Gives patriotism wings;
T-pou his brow crown Is set
Grandcr than any kings;
And To these fameless graves his same
Tender remembrance bring.
Ah, still the humble Cod doth choose
The mighty to confound;
still them that fear and follow him
His angel campeth round;
And while by Indiana's woods
Ohio, murmuring. flows.
And Illinois green levels shine
In sunsets parting glows-
While Lincoln's name is dear our hearts
VIII hallow their repose
Edna Dean Proctor, in the Independent
The times., 1901-05-05
LITERARY NOTES.

| Mcclure, Phillips & Co. will publish
during the coming year the Temple
| Moliere'' of which the first two volumes
are now ready lie Bourgeois Gentil-
homme'' and lie Medecin Malgre Lui
| This edition is the original French taken
/ from the text of NM Despois and Mes
nard and will be brought out in conve-
| nient 16mo. form in both cloth and leath-
! er. The same firm will also publish inn
medately, "Buch der Lieder," by Heinrich
| Heine, in the German.
"a Journey to Nature by ]. NJ. Now
bray, which Doubleday, Page & Co. are
to publish shortly, will be beautifully dec
Grated throughout by Charles Edward
| Hooper in a manner peculiarly sympa-
I thetic to the story, which is that of a
Wall Street man learning the delights OF
nature during forced sojourn in tho
country.
Blue Shirt and Khaki" by Capt. James
T. J. Archibald the war correspondent,
contains a revelation of large interest 1t
is the only detailed comparison between
the British and American armies ever
published.
In her book on Flowers and Ferns In
Their Haunts." Mrs. Mabel Osgood
Wright has treated her subjects in their
relation to the landscape and the whole
is bound together by thread of narra-
Z
| full-page plates of the flowers and ferns
as they grow by the river side, in woods
and along roadsides: together with over
one hundred cuts in the text made direct
from flower photographs. These photo
graphs We're taken at close range and the
result is unique with it's intimate glimps-
es OF nature.
The Vice Provost of Eton, the Rev. Dr.
F. W Cornish, has just completed work
on "Chiyalry' which the Macmillan Com
pany will publish Immediately. The au-
thors aim has been rather to sketch a
state OF society than to chronicle pc
riOd.
Dodd Mead & Co will publish in the
fall a book of short stories by Caroline
Duer entitled Unconscious Comedians
When the Isabel Carnaby birthday
Book" was issued in London the critics
coined new literary expression, the
"Carnaby" style. which was thus defined
in the London Academy:
He who would talk write Carnaby must grasp
its simple canon. which is this: To level ideas
down. Connect the ParthenOn with the pantry
or love with lozenges, or Shakespeare with boots,
and you are safe.
Messrs. Doubleday Page & Co. an
nounce the immediate publication of the
second volume of their Personal Edi-
ton OF George Eliot. 1hlS VIII De
Scenes of Clerical Life with the usual
personal introduction by Esther Wood
that lends much interest to the stories
Before writing this Eliot was not sure
she could write fiction, and her indecision
at attempting il finds sympathy with the
amateur. Henry Lewes, her husband
thought it worth trying, for if it were
not quite a failure, it might warrant an
other trial; and, still there was no telling.
it might be a chef-d oeuvre. When the
first part was completed they both cried
over it. and Lewes sent it to the publisher
Blackw0od without divulging the au-
thOr'S identity.
The times., 1901-05-05
CURRENT VERSE.
Henry Timrod.

Forever fair. forever young.
Leaving her loved. olyTupian hill,
The Goddess Of the rhythmic tongue
Visits her chosen still
Not with loud. tempcstuous rush.
Or sudden flash Of golden wings
Descends the highest Muse; hush
OF bslmy calm she brings.
Mysterious as spectral ship
Emerging from a spectral mist.
She comes with fresh with floral lip
BY winds auroral kissed.
To him She eame-thst dreamy boy,
Knight -errant through the vernal camps.
Where jasmines, in their virgin Joy
Relume perfumed lamps"
On him She smiled in many a glen.
by many q wild and weird lagoon,
Where erst the songs OF Marion's men
Rang to the midnight moon.
She gave him Of her grace antique
OF deeds divine. divinely sung;
She thrilled him with the surge Of Greek
And Rome's majestic tongue.
Deeply he felt that ancient grace.
That power. which bade the song outroH,
The song OF Helen's fatal face
And lIector's patriot soul.
So deeply-that in after days
To his own Troy, beIeaguered long,
Serene amid the battles blaze
He sang clarion song.
His Troy went down; but DER the hush
OF the spent storm Of blood and tears,
Sweeter than Tilt Of lark or thrush
Up the resounding years.
His lyric music echoipg flows.
Each vital note as cIystai-ciear
As dew of Morn upon the rose,
Or PHYS perfect tear.
Poesy, so quick to thrill
And soften cen fOemans breast,
No compass bounds thy scope and skill
No South, North, East or West.
The whole world trembles to thy charms;
Is chastened by thy mystic spell;
Art rose a victor over arms
When Hernes strung the she'll.
Measured by outward shows alone.
How sad our Poets life would seem
O'ershadowed by a Cause o'erthrown-
The chaos OF a dream.
How marked for grief and set aparti
Nay, whensoe'er the Muse is kind,
She makes hey-day of the heart
4 May-day Of the mind.
Music is aye its own reward,
Its own rich recompense IS Rhyme;
Bright, when the splendor OF the sword
Rusts in the sheath Of Time.
Thus now that Carolina calls
No longer on her soldier sons,
And Peace. with sweet oblivion. falls
Upon the "fsstai guns
The lyrist Of her valiant past
The limner Of her radiant land,
Receives his monument, at last,
From Carolinas hand.
Henry Austin.
The times., 1901-05-05
An Age of Ink.

OF all the ages ever known.
OF Brass or Bronze. OF Brick or Stone,
The blackest and the worst, think
Is this pestiferous Age OF Ink.
In volume vast the torrent pours.
Its volumes blocking all outdoors;
And fed and fattened as it flows
With verses scanned and potted prose
Though all would dam it-and some do
The DeIuge still is apres nous.
Lured to the brink women and men
moment pause-then dip pen.
H. deep OF keel and broad OF beam,
Some mighty monster stem the stream
Green paths and pastures boys forsake
To founder in the Bipiiug wake,
And giFis-not gunners nor marines
So swift could food the magazines.
Through many-st0Tied n0velettes
Their hero strides. in pant3lets
Naughty OF mein psilid OF brow,
And would be bad-if he knew how.
Pity they've not a special pen
That women must line up with men;
In the same field they harrow So
She with her Rake, ne with his Hoe;
And wonder wakes with every sereed,
II all are writing, who's 10 read?
And YOU ] hear some scribbler say.
Oh yes, I'm there exhibit A.
But one must live; small is my store;
4 wolf stands darkening the door;
He must be driven to his den.
And ] prod him with my pen.
When children for new granmars cry,
Can parents stand unheeding by?
Nay; my pluperfect babes I kiss,
Then dash of verses much like this
If any are my special pride,
Excursion tickets, I provide
That il none else the moral sec.
At least il VIII come home to me.
But my envelopes, as their crest,
Bear never the return request,
That in detail superiuous gives
The street whereon the Poet lives.
The door outside OF which elate,
His Muse a minuet treads in state,
With broidered skirt and lifted head
Inside a cakewalk does for bread.
Though few may know where Sappho sung,
OR Ossian once his wild harp hung.
And Homer's birthplace be in doubt,
Nv sins and songs soon find me out,
And with promptness none would guess
Turn up. and at the right address.
II this do not I'll say and think
There's one redeeming thing in Ink.
Charles Henry Webb in the Atlantic.
The times., 1901-05-05
"The critic for MAJ saws:

When Andre Castaigne first came to America,
eleven years ago, after six months sojourn in
England, he made his home in Baltimore devot
ing his great talents and energy to the rejuye
nation of the Charcoal Club OF that city. He
was then in his thirtieth year with his reputa
tion still TO make. At forty he is known the
world over as the most brilliant OF living il
Illustrators, with the possible exception of the
Spaniard, Verge. Most of his work has been seen
in the Century" Illustrating Prof. sloanes
Napoleon Bonaparte," ;" Richard Whteing's paris
OF Today, the revived Olympic Games Prof.
Wheeler's Alexander the Great" Mr.. Birrells
Down the Rhine" and Miss Bertha Runkles
Helmet OF Navarro
The times., 1901-05-05

quaint studies of child lite. writes one en-
titled Tho Right Promethean Fire" But
perhaps the gem of the collection, in one
sense is The Run of the Yellow Mail"
by Frank Spearman. which is not only
good in itself, but the best thing the au-
thor has yet done, and altogether the best
story Of the railroad yet written. 1t es
ia ablishes Mr.. Spearman's right to be con-
sidered the legitimate interpreter of this
feature Of American life. There is not
false touch in 1t.
The "Bookman" says in an article on
Bret Harte, which forms an interesting
feature of the May number;
There are today but six houses in Poker Flat
and but one woman ! have forgotten her name,
but upon my last visit there I remember her as
a very large person with very red face who
worse short green dress, heavy boots with spurs
on them, straw hat and a paper collar. And
she smoked a clay pipe incessantly.
In 1852, Poker Flat produced SI0O.o0o in gold
bullion in single month and celebrated the
event with triple hanging. Then came the
public spasm Of virtue which caused the John
Oakhursts and the "Outcssts of Poker Flat to
depart from thence and die of cold and starvation
on the snowbound road 10 Sandy Bar. There are
no "Oakhursts" nor Uncle Billys'' in Poker
Flat today and when the stranger makes the slow
descent and suddenly, by sharp turn in the trail.
comes upon the famous camp, he finds in that
hudde of cabins little to remind him of the
Poker Flat Of 1852.
The famous slope presents almost picture OF
utter ruin. There are but eight people living IN
the old town. while a hundred dead ones steep
in the cemetery. Some Of the graves marked
with wooden headboards, with stakes. but
many have nothing above them. Nearly all OF
them laid to rest without religious rites
save Bible reading by old Charlie Pond, VINO.
though professional gambler, selected for
the religious office, owing to his excellent voice
and oratorica ability.
In 1853 and 1854 there were two thousand souls
in Poker Flat, and fifteen stores, FIVE hotels three
dance halls and seven gambling houses. There is
but one man left today Of that original company.
He Is Henry Waggoner old and grizzled
veteran. who delights TO tell how in 1856 circus
came to town and sold fifteen hundred tickets of
admission at $40 each.
The times., 1901-05-05
NOTES AND QUERIES.

On what day of the week did september Is fall
in Is7os b. D. B.
on Tuesday.