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The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-11-10
PAGES TORN FROM history. By Billy


as a good thing. Although the holder of accident
policy he had never been knocked down by cable
and during his years the lau dry Office learned
to detect counterfeit money. GIN ~
You could not get Chris in his ALL
but now he was his way to the big city He fought
shy of four-han6ed cars. and. with
time check hurry to go lookgat the but here
were pleasant days coming for G Colunbo.
The king of Portugal Solomon his king1y job
He had been holding down the front office
eral years before arrival of g. Coiumbo
position looked good for seyeNaf he
not bothered by the hurry Sthat compelled mayor
Genoa make his wrongSpay.
Chris set to the royal ear any swift for
his royal highness His majesty had read about the
Celunlo project in the morning paper and-we history
of time says he wise man, and that's
enough. 1879
1t looked like a lovely party to. Chris AS Josiah
Flynt the Portugal administration. the
king looked a. of the Il Hollidick
der. Before the lSingly attention would turned
the Coumbo idea Chris had to from soup the
and raisins the royal table
Chris ready to send for the family when he
connected with that night, telegraph
office was closed and the next day he found joy
knowing the laundry still working, things
happened the next day to Chris
king the first audience, and now it UP Chris
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somewhat abstractedly at the palm of
his nails. E
"Eh, what's that ' he asked suddenly,
as though just awakening. mo, 1 have
not seen a ghost" Them in lower tone
to himself Gust woman. Just one lit
tie woman"
The next morning when they awoke
they found themselves in the sunny
southland. Bixbee was up and looking
for the Cherub He found him in the
smoking compartment, and it was evident
that the Cherub had not been to bed.
Almost the first thing that Dan asked
was In regard to a regular army officer
who was on the train, a major he thought
he was.
ooh, that's Maj Buell., of the Fifteenth
Good fellow. On his way to join his reg
iment at Siboney. Who is he? I don't
know. Good-loolking chap, amt he? Play
ed poker with him all night.
During the rest of the journey Bixbee
was not exactly tallsative, and the
Cherub spent most of his time in the
smoking compartment, computing sums
with neat little red, white and blue pieces
OF ivory for counters. The regiment
arrived at Tampa in due time, and after
a delay of three or four days sailed for
the troublesome little isle of Cuba, and
went onto the firing line Immediately.
Bixbee fought as though every Gay was
to be his last. He exposed himself need
lessly and brought mild reDuke upon
his head from his colonel, who was fond
of him.
The Chefub demonstrated with him too
and when he saw it was of no avail he
told him that if he was going to commit
suicide he would confer a great favor
upon him. the Cherub, by making q, good
job of it, for he did not relish the idea
of nursing so amiable a patient as he
knew Bixbee would be-.
Meanwhile Bixbee was gnawing his
heart out. He had in his blanket roll,
three little violet-celored envelopes. ad-
dressed to him in well known hand. all
unopened. He would look at them pity
ingly and then thrust them into his roll.
He: was not an agreeable companion, for
he took to drink and when he was not
drunk he was morose and churlish. The
Cherub was puzzled.
Damn that Maynard girl he would
say. No, by Jove, it serves him right.
Maybe he'll know better next time. ST it
We're not for the liquor I would not care,
but whisky plays the very devil under
this sun and he'll be raving maniac If
Mauser don't get him in two or more
weeks of this. These women. Oh We
gods of grace and beauty how I thank
thee for having endowed me with neither
There's nothing to it. Think I'll have a
drink myself and keep that imbecfle
company
One sultry afternoon when the army
had just returned from an unsuccessful
attack on one of the Spanish block hous-
| es. Bixbee and the Cherub were partak-
ing of a light repast, consisting of hard
| tack and black coffee when tail, red
headed sergeant thrust his head into the
tent and saluting, said (:
The majors badly hort scr and would
| like to see you, and he dashed out.
Here, you Hiberiian idiot, called Blk
| bee. ssWho is the major and who the
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n First Engagement.
BY GEN. S. cANFIELD.

him before we get away if I don't look
out and the worst of it is she has played
the very devil with every single man In
the regiment, to say nothing OF some OF
the married ones. And here is a great
strong, healthy man, young and good to
look at plenty of money and friends,
lowering about a diminutive piece of
femininity like the proverbial moth
around the fame and the Cherub bit
the end of his cigar viciously and told
big trooper to look sharp in no very mild
tone of voice.
Meanwhile the object of his concern
was cantering up one of the more fash
ionable avenues with his orderly at his
side, discussing the probability of receiv-
ing marching orders before Saturday.
Pulling up before a brilliantly lighted
house BiXbee dismounted and throwing
the reins to the orderly, climbed the
broad steps.
A reception on social affair of some
kind was in progress, but the foetman
who answered the door had his orders
and Bixbee was shown to a small private
sitting room on the second floor.
Here he found 'the Maynard girl
waiting for him. She may be a flirt,
Bixbee things, as he approaches to meet
her outstretched hand, but certainly she
is beautiful. She had been attracted to
Bixbee thinks, as he approaches to meet
women in general and had set out to Win
his affections if possible. Just what she
intended to do with his more tender feel
| ings when she had safely corralled them
| no one knew For herself she never
| had an opportunity to discover, for the
pursued had become the pursuer and she
was the one to be caught. OF course
she would admit this, even to herself,
| although in her heart she knew that she
| loved him.
Bixbee lost no time. ..It was so kind
| of you to give me permission to come
up he said. II am not sure though
| that 1 would have waited for it much
longer
| 81 have something to say and you must
| know what it is. Still this is not the
time to speak or expect any promises.
| Miss Maynard, Ethel my feelings must
! have been plain to yeu for some time l
cannot say more now. 1t would not be
| fair. 1 am going. [ expect, to war l
4 may return and l may not. 1t is an even
| break, and yet not quite that either
! when the fever and bullets are taken
/ into consideration. To ask of you now
| a promise that / might not return to see
| fulfilled would be an injustice. L will
| not ask you to pledge yourself to me
/ and deliberately put two or three years
! between us. Still you must understand
that there is something 1 must ask OF
/ you Immediately upon my return You
| understand, you must
The girl had been red and white by
4 turns during this somewhat remarkable
speech and she replied in very low
! voice, without meeting his eyes.
! Il understand, and yet would it be ask
ing too much. 1t must bel feel 1t IN my
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Capt. Daniel Bixbee, u. S. V, was GER
tainIy good to look at as he stood under
a big electric light in the armory home
of the til New York volunteer cav
AIRY He looked a soldier from the
top Of his curly head upon which was
set dark brown campaign hat, to the
tips of his somewhat large cavalry boots.
I he gold letters on his collar and the
cavalry yellow stripes down his trousers
Shone out wildly as he gave orders in
a hoarse voice to a score or more of
troopers who We're collecting the COM
panys equipment.
BY his side stood his particular chum
and friend, Tommy HanneS. Hannes was
the second lieutenant of Bixbees troop.
He was not a tail man. but broad and
his smoothly shaver face was crowned
with a wealth of light curly hair. His
eyes We're dark blue and by reason of his
youthful appearance he was known to
the regiment as the Cherub.
The -th had been mustered into the
service a day or two before and was
expecting marching orders every hour
Consequently officers and men alike had
made the armory their home and had
cast aside their civilian clothes until they
should return from the war, covered with
glory or perhaps reach a place and con-
dition where clothing of any kind would
BE- d superfluous luxury. The packing
was accompanied by much good-natured
chatting and every once in a while big
trooper would approach Bixbee, salute
and ask if he might not step outside
where perchance wife, mother, or
sweetheart would be in waiting, anxious
to hear the latest in regard to marching
orders.
About 1890 messenger approached
Bixbee and his friend and handed the
former note. Bixbees face flushed as
he read it and calling his orderly he told
him to have his horse at the door at
once. Turning to the Cherub he said:
I've rather an urgent call here Will
be back in an hour. Please tell the col
onel if he should ask for me-" The
orderly appeared in the big double doors
and Bixbee hurried toward him.
Gone to see that Maryland girl I sup
pose muttered the Cherub as he ex-
amined the big black cigar he was smok-
ing. Funny chap, Bixbee,' he continued
to himself. Went through the uni
yersity with him and he Stunned the
.-co-eds" as he would the plague. Goes
through three seasons in New York with
out having his name mentioned once In
connection with q woman, married or
single, and there were plenty of both
classes anxious enough for his society,
Three weeks ago meets this little Mary
land girl at company dance. Behold
the result Gets into his dress clothes al
least three time a week, has opened ur
an account at the florists actually re-
fuses to touch strong waters and even
neditates upon the folly of smoking All
this in three weeks, and l. the friend OF
his bosom, well, I'm left to Shift alone
A beastly shame ! call it. She'll marry
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devil are you? What's your regiment
Maj. Buell. of the Fifteenth returned
the idiot
Buell.! Tell him to- That is, tell
him I'm coming" and out he rushed
after the sergeant.
The Cherub followed more slowly. It
was hot and after all Buell. was only
one of many and he felt that there was
no special reason why he should hurry.
Bixbee found Buell. badly wounded
under a small tree.
"Bixbee,' began the major with diff
f1culty, "there is something that want
to explain to you. have tried to speak
to you but you have always avoided me.
1t is in reference to Ethel Miss Maynard.
She was my, that is she is my-Oh my
Cod and Buell. rolled over, dead from
bullet that some dastardly Spaniard
had fired from an ambush.
Bixbee started and with an expletive
drew his revolver. He turned in the
direction from which the bullet came,
only to fall with a Mauser in his right
shoulder.
The Cherub rushed UP as he fell and
hailing a surgeon they managed to get
Bixbee to field hospital, where he lay
for two weeks. He was out of his head
for the first few days and muttered in
| coherently, calling for Ethel with almost
every breath. In his conscious moments
he never mentioned her name
The C'herub, who had scarcely left his
side for an instant, accompanied him to
Tampa. After a short delay they
| found themselves speeding away towards
home. During the journey Bixbee had
| frightened up considerably, but upon their
arrival in New York he suffered re-
LAPSE, and the Cherub took him to
| hospital
| He became unconscious, and called in
| cessantly for Ethel during his deliriun.
n
asked the nurse if she had called to see
| him. He asked the Cherub about her
once, and the Cherub turned his head and
| swore softly, but with terrible emphasis
Upon leaving the hospital one day.
! about week after their arrival, he
/ formed a resolution. 1t was a good idea
| He would call On the girl. and compel her
| to accompany him to see Bixbee. He
/ found himself in the spacious drawing
room, waiting for that Maynard GIRL
| He had sent up no card, for he was in
uniform, and card case was not con-
/ Sidered by him as a part Of his fighting
equipment.
She came down the stairs very slowly,
and the Cherub noticed she was in deep
mourning. She was pale, and there were
/ huge circles under her eyes, She look
ed anything but pretty, and if the Cherub
had not been angry he would have been
| sorry for her.
| Miss Maynard be began, stiff1y, t.rny
name IS HanneS- THOMAS HanneS, and
am second lieutenant of Capt. Bixbee's
4 troop, and his chum. You will pardon
this manner of Introducing myself, but
am here on an urgent errand. / trust
that you will not refuse what I am about
/ to ask. That is, that you accompany me
at once to the hospital where Bixbee is
4 lying in raging delirium, calling for
1 you necessarily.
He grew quite pale as he went on. and
the lines about his kindly mouth tighten
i ed. whether you care for him or not.
| or have cared for him. do not know.
| 1t is beside the question, anyway; but,
for the sake of humanity, if nothing more.
| you must speak to him, even if he is as
the dust beneath your feet, "and the Cher
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-11-10
70 THE MEMORY OF JOHN KEATS.

To feel the great God-impulse, mighty unknown,
guessed,
Racking like the spirit within thy breast;
To know that high-born feeds thy red
life.blood
And to vaguely wonder what whence-and then go
down in the flood;
To grope in the darkness skyward. seek for the
great white throne
Whereon for thousand ages Great Genius sat Alone
Till the flaming heart Shakespeare burst from it's
bonds of cline
And throned itself in its glory. Brother of God
Time;
To speak with the voice of the sirens in whisper
sublime
That trips, dawn tranced with cushioned down
the years of TIME,
Ana out of the deepest depths of the earth the
highest heights of the sky
It speaks in eadenced in the winds that
die, =
And when the heart was strongest fed with ce-
lestial fire,
And burst free from the earthly lured by a great
Desire
TO feel thy voiceless withered scorn and
And go the darkness-this was thy dreary
fatei
hel-lke darkness that blinked when you
went down
Into the Solemn Silence Knocked of cap crown
The mighty hand of the high God hath snatched
brand of light
And planted the hlltops illumne world at
night!
Whose writ in water." How well We spake,
O Keats!
Writ in the sea and the ocean and the wandering river
sheets;
Writ in the tinkling booklet sings sings on to the
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-11-10
A BALLAD OF ANCIENT ROME.

When Nero ruled in ancient Rome, some centuries
He made things interesting subjects, high and
With hand of steel he grasped the helm
the ships of state
And drove ahead Lies regardless of his
AS darkness fell across the hills he would
And history records he oft got fuller than goat;
BY those who Jagged round in his train he would
not be advised,
And every time down town he home
alyzed - Il K
He threw the Christians into dens of Wild ferocious
And capped his hands with glee to see Hons
such feasts;
In al the city no one knew where he she
Especially when the emperor was ON "a royal bat.
the flute fiddle too, and robbed folks of
their sleep,
Came rolling home at a. M, or wrapped in slumper
deep
Was the palace borne by slaves who whens their
task was done,
Would mutter maledictions FOSTERING
gur
One day as he was saving his stradvarius
servant into the and told this royal cuss
That half the city fire. and that there was
The flames would reach the palace unless they
put out.
But Ne-o calmly sawed away and said he didn't care
If every blessed house in Rome eignited then and
there;
And even ntinated that the slave his gratitude would
By carrying wor, he King; had cities cen
burn.
But Neros finish came day, clad in robes of
state
He sat withr the palace halls quite dignifed
date:
The while his steward to him the bills that
been sent
For groceries, and canned roast beef and wood
coal, and rent.
The king approved each ito with calm, complacent
smile,
Until at last the reader reached the last ore in the
pile: - =
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and Larry lilo.

And tie weary of mortas have quenched their
thirst in thee!
Sing, hearts by the he left to
menl
Sing of a Child of Sorrow, joy-born beyond ken
Wrap him. earth, in the spl ndor that mantles the
hills of God
And scatter the sun all him where he dreams be-
meath the sod!
Surely thine own lips whisper out of the Dreamand
dear
message kindred souls from thy Music mellowed
sphere
dream how thou singing, laughing child
of the
Where thou hast found thy brthrght, Shelley
thou
Larry 10.
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blinked his eyes rather rapidly.

Dlinked his eyes rather rapidly.
.Oh, you menr' she replied. How
blind, miserably blind and cruel you are
Whether I care for him or not, when he
is the only man 1 ever cared for. I am
not ashamed to say that love him even
now, after he has refused to answer my
letters and would not come to me that
terrible morning at the station. Wait
I will not be moment and She hur-
ried off.
WELL" said the Cherub, "she is not
much to look at just now, but l like the
way she went for me. She'll probably get
him yet, and I'll loose the best friend I
have in the world
She returned shortly and the Cherub
handed her into the cab, telling the
driver to hurry. Happily Bixbee was
conscious when they reached the hospi-
tai. They went Immediately to his room
and the Cherub entered softly.
Il say, old man, here's little woman
I'll leave you alone,'' and he made room
for Ethel to enter.
What was said or done behind that
door matters not. That is what the
Cherub tried to make himself believe.
He had not succeeded when the door
was opened and he was called in He
found Bixbee looking as though he had
lnlbibed an elixir of life, and as for the
Maynard girl, well, she just looked
Now said the Cherub. IT don't want
to pry into other peoples affairs, but 1
sideration in this matter, and who the
dev-. o, I beg pardon, who was our
departed friend Buell.? From what /
can see he was at the bottom of all this
foelshness.
.sHe was brother of Etheps dead
mother, and she had not seep him for
years prior to that morning at the sta
ton, and I have been an ass through
the whole business, but have received
my reward, and you will be best man,
won't you Tommy?''
Never did such a thing in my life
protested the Cherub. "Wouldnt know
how to act. you know. Better get
more experienced man for it"
.Oh, but you must and the Cherub
felt a soft hand slip into his and a pair
of pretty brown eyes gazed wistfully up
| at him. sDan,'' she blushed softly as
she spoke the name of him whom she
loved, Dan viii hear OF no one else, and
| no more will l.
. And he was, four weeks later at the
little Episcopal church. The church was
filled. The bride, of course, looked
cent illness, tail and straight in his cap
tain's uniform-Ethel insisted on the
authenticated just what he felt him
self to be, the happiest man in the
world. The best man, who was also in
uniform, ran him a very close second as
far as happiness went He was radiant
and never looked more like his mick
name than he did as he stood beside
the bridal pair, while the rector read the
service.
He is the same Cherub today, and often
says that instead of losing friend he
gained one by Dams marriage He re-
turned and Joined his troop went
through the hard fight to glory with
them. and since his return has made
| his home at the house up the avenue
There is real cherub there now, and
| his name is Tommy also. The two are
| great friends, but the Cherub No is
known in polite society that is outside
| the house. where he will always be
/ the cherub, as Thomas Hannes Bixbee.
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heart-and for my part I am sure that
o, what am / saying and she began to
sob softly.
There, little, girl believe me, my ar
rangement is best and he bent down
and kissed her upon her forehead and
moved toward the door.
81 shall be at the station to see You
off, she said as she tried to smile
through her tears, 80 look for me and
goodbye
Bixbee found himself going down the
staircase somewhat hurriedly. He was
feeling very happy and also very sad,
and he did not understand it at ALL But
this was his first engagement with either
woman or war.
+ The spring wind blew cool against his
forehead as he rode back in silence and
he felt ready to meet the world alone
Arriving at the armory he found every
thing on the move.
The Cherub hailed him before he had
dlsmounted and shouted: I'VE leave at
in the morning. It's Tampa first and
then Cuba Just got the orders,'
Inc deuce we do, exclaimed the cap
tain. Here to the orderly, "get me a
messenger and be quick And he wrote
| a few lines on a sheet of paper and adj
sengef.
Half past 6 o'clock Friday morning
found the Grand Central Passenger sta
ton filled with the officers and men of
the -th. There were many WON
en- IN the crowd, and they were mostly
noticeable because of the red around their.
eyes and noses
The men had~been safely chartered in
the train when Dan and the CherdD stalk
ed down the gloomy platform toward the
Pullman Dan looked to left AMI right
l. arJl1,
Looking for that little fiirt probably.
Catch her out at s o'clock in the morn
ing. Not She. But even as he was thus
d1scoursing to himself Bixbee turned to
him and said, Go in and nail couple
herths. I'll be with you In a moment
B1xbee's search had been rewarded Tor.
at the farther end of the platform. with
her back to him, stood Miss Maynard.
He fastened toward her and had almost
| reached her when a man in a majors
| uniform jumped from the plat of a
Pullman and enveloped the girl IN pair
of long arms The girl thus greeted did
| not seem to mind. In fact she actually
raised her face and kissed the major
| squarely upon the lips
| Bixbee stopped short and turned pale
| He felt as if he were going to drop to
| the floor. Without an instants delibera-
| ton he turned sharply upon ms heel and
MOI eAeu Oil cieStiy toWdTu the 0lneI end
OF the platform. His vision was blurred
and he tasted blood in his mouth. The
palm of his ungloved hand hume ather
holly as he continued his determined
! walk to the car, where the Cherub had
nailed" berth. He dropped into the
| seat without word
What's the matter, old man?'' he
] queried. Seen a ghost or jest wom-
| an? You must be careful on an occasion
/ of this kind Tve-met three women my
self that l would not care to introduce
! to each other" Bixbee apparently did not
heed his companions words ne had re-
gained his color and was pressing a hand
kerchief against his lips and was gazing
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By Il. Tins
A LOSING GAME.

A LOSING GAME
Once, Just the earth was waking
From nap it had been taking
While Boreas, gray frosty sat upon lis icy
throne,
I somehow acquired the notion
That my voyage Ger Life's ocean
Was drawing to finish and that should be
flown
/ was sure that I was ailing
Fancied that my cheeks We're paling,
And bet wife ten dollars
That along about September
Or October November
I'd be doing stunts great IN
known Hence.
But it CHANGED she was perusing
A small volume quite amusing,
Writ by Mistress Mary Baker Eddy, Christian Sci
And she said that it was silly
Tor to oe feeling lily
When I could &c completely an instant I
wished.
''For in this written"
Said she, purring like kitten,
That disease is condition of the mind and nothing
And you viii leave off thinking
Evil thoughts drinking,
Years may pass you'll be knocking good OLD
st. Peters door"
I decided I would do it,
Never thinking [ should rue it,
And 1 started in to live the life that people said
should:
Then it gave up smoking,
And, although 1 oft choking,
refused. to touch liquor endeavored
good.
But instead of growing rosy
AS that little volume prosy
Declared in words emphatic he would do who lived
Alright,
I grew daily thin thinner
And long, I'm a sinner,
Friends who met the highway said I looked
awful fright.
could see where loser,
So l hunted old
VINO believed in giving sick folks nasty drugs
bitter pills;
And 7 said to him. cold chappie,
you to make happy
Give decocton that will of
mortal ills"
Then he down beside
With his instruments he tried me,
Listened to my poor hearts futter, hit me hard
upon my chest,
Gave just small prescription