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Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1901-02-04

For sale cheap. Cedar posts, second
hand two-horse Iumber-wagon; road
buggy. q. w. Comstock, Barton, VT. 21tf
1 have No. 1 Baldwin and Greening
apples at 2 for a short time. w. c.
Twombly, Barton Landing. ct
We have top collar and standing collar
and yoke patterns for battenburg and also
the lace and fan cy braids for that work
You will find some nice embroidery hoops
silks, and doilies, picture frames, table
spreads, and handkerchief cases stamped
for EN- broidery at S. d. Stones.
Great reduction in the price of Oak
stoves for the next three weeks. A. E.
Clark, Barton, VT. 4-5
Miss Hamilton of Newport will be at he
choolhouse in Barton village next Thurs
dayat O'Clock p. m. to meet all who are in
terested in getting up class in elocution
and physical culture.
The White Bros. will cut ice on Crystal
lake Tuesday and Wednesday, Feb. 5 and
6, and on WilIoughby lake Tuesday and
Wednesday, Feb, 18th and 18th.
The following are few of the things
we keep: Mop wringers, washing ma
chimes, tubs, pals and clothes wringers.
We have lot of Universal food choppers;
you can't afford to be without one. Great
reduction in parlor stoves, now is the time
to get good stove cheap. Plumbing and
heating a speciality. A E. Clark.
Young calves wanted.-Until further
notice l will give the following prices for
young calves delivered at my barn: 80 to
90 lbs, 1c per Id. 50 to 20 lbs. &c. 20 to 80
lbs, 1dc NJ. J. Owen, Barton.
Having sold my stock of merchandise to
AIessrs. Beede & Cowles, 1 wish to thank
my patrons and friends for a kindly pat
ronage for a long term OF years and cheer
fully commend You to the new N whom
1 trust will do far better by you than I
have. Again I thank you all, E. E.
Stafford.
have removed my Office up one flight
of stairs WHARF 1 can finish up my maya
zine cards. Please hand in and get your
magazines. Would like to settle up my
book accounts before March 1st, and
oblige, Z. f. Stafford.
WANTED. -Tuo orthrse god choppers.
Call at Ho5el Blr5on. 2. E. Pills. bury. 1t
Dr.. Martin, the ocuIist, will open an
office Feb. s at the hotel in Lowell, remain
ing until Feb. II.
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Barton.
Rev. A. L. Cooper was in town Monday.
A. ". M7arsl was = in -MyIorrii:syilllse, . I last
week.
Miss Kittie Hough is visiting at E. w.
Merrill's.
John Heating was in Portland, Maine,
last week.
A. w. Mears was in MarshfieId last
week visiting his brothers.
George Owen and his son Bernie OF Cabot
were in town last week.
Jessie Comstock is in the employ OF E.
H. Perley of Barton Landing.
Mrs. Harvey was called to Canada last
week by death of her mother.
Mrs. Edward Thrasher of Detroit, Mich.
visited Mrs. F. II. PiIIsbury last week.
Edwin s. Abbott of Derby is again
reading law in F. w. Baldwins office
Grip has become quite prevalent here and
the doctors report good many cases.
L II. Parker of West Burke made the
MONITOR office pleasant call last week.
Mrs. G. Q. Baldwin, who has been Wis
iting at NorthfieId, returned home last
week.
Mrs. A. B. Owen goes to Hardwick to
live with her son George Bickford during
the winter.
Mrs. E. E. Foster, who has been in Bos-
ton few weeks on a visit, returned Thurs
day night.
Regular meeting of Orient Chapter No
13, o. E. s. next Fridry evening. There
will be work.
Miss Helen Beckwith, who is now stop
ping at Newbury, visited at 2. L. Web
ster's last week.
Mr.. and Mrs. George McKenty of VOL
colt were the guests of Charles Abbott
Thursday and Friday.
o. II. Mossman has opened an Office in
James Cassidy's block where he will be
pleased TO meet his friends.
Mrs. l. F. DooIan, who has been stop
ping at the Crystal Lake Hotel, returns to
her home in Wolcott today.
Mrs. Merton Wilson and little son have
gone to West Charleston for a short stay
with Mrs Wilson'S parents.
Miss Nellie Wright, who has been visit
ing at E. H. Webster's, returned to her
home in Newport last Friday.
classification by Faith" is the subject
for the discourse at the Congregational
church next Sunday morning.
Mrs. NJ. VI. Turner, who has been visiting
her parents, Mr.. and Mrs. J. w. MurkIand,
returned to Boston last Monday.
Mrs.Amos Tower visited her brother,
n. L. Foster, who is in very poor health,
at hi nome in Newport last week.
Mr.. and Mrs. Melvin Drown are in East
Orange, where they were called by the ILL
ness Of Mrs. browns father, Mr.. Burgin.
J. Batchelder has sold a portion Of
MS /. n to Noah Brooks, retaining the
Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1901-02-04
Probate Courts.

Probate Courts will De held at the Probate
Office in Newport each Monday. At the othce
of z. W. Baldwin IN Barton on the second
FRIDAY of each month; at the Office of B. F.
d. CARPENTER at Barton Landing in the fore.
noon OF the tn ird Friday of each month Par
ties having business with the Court at Bartou
or Barton Landing concerning pending es-
tstes will please inform the Court in advance
that he NAV take the necessary papers with
him. e. Z. ALFRED, Judge OF PROBATE.
Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1901-02-04
Local Advertising.

Advertisements and notices, as prone
nsdes, shows and other entertainments will
be published under this head for t1OO cents a
word for first insertion, one cent word To ere
sitter. We shall run no advertisement among
local items. Cash must accompany the Or
der. No charge t0tLl be made Of less than
orty cents.
Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1901-02-04
Coventry.

SONCnbENs
The w. G. 7. u. will meet with Mrs. Ell
nina Collins on Tuesday afternoon.
George Herman Is very sick with grip.
Mr.. Joseph Kidder is quite sick also.
Schools close Friday. There will be ex-
ercises in the intermediate and primary
departments and the parents and friends
are cordially invited to attend.
Miss Mile NJ. Martin from the New
England Deaconess home is here assisting
the pastor in a series of meetings. There
will be meetings every night this week.
A free popular lecture will be given at
the Congregational vestry on Thursday,
Feb. z, at p. m. No admission, no col
lection, but a first-class lecture. Not
dull moment from beginning to end. Rev.
p. B. Fisk of Greensbo ro is the orator and
his subject is to be 1.-THE Cost of a Boy"
The lecture will be preceded by an oyster
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TIME TABLE.
IN EFFECT OCTOBER 14, 1900

Passengers and checked Inspection of
 l5O pounds baggage will and 75 pounds with
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C0raIca.

In the main Corsica, where 1t has no French officials to leaven its politics, Is still Corsican rather than French, and In the mountains the old spirit of inde pendence Is far from dead. For these and other obvious reasons France is bound to keep active garrisons in the island, though she would do better by much with the more acceptable chains of maternal administration. More railways, drained marshes, increased education and a daily steamboat serv ice would bind the island to the conti nent in self interest and gratitude. As 1t Is it is scarcely too much to say that Corsica Is only kept from open revolt by the element of prosperity brought to her by the tourists of winter.- Chambers Journal.
 "In a minute she opened her eyes, and then she sat up, and then she saw me. She was always quick to take in a situation, and she held out her arms to me. l kissed her just once for luck, and then looked at my watch. It was 4:59.
 'Parson,' said I, the church Is still standing '"-Denver Post.
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Too Self Confident,

MT. Bodkin, Q. C., tells the following anecdote of the late Mir. Francis Mac donagh, Q. C., who was for upward of 40 years the recognized leader of the Irish bar:
 'I remember once in the early glory of my wig and gown got case for an opinion. The solicitor thought 1t very simple case, or he would not have sent 1t to me. I thought so too. With the touching confidence of the neophyte l took my pen and began:
 "I am clearly of opinion
 "Now, it so happened that sat in the law library beside the silver haired sllken Nestor of the Irish bar, leader of unfathomable astuteness. This eld- CT chanced to glance over my shoulder as wrote
 My dear young friend he said softly-we were all his dear young friends-'never write that you are clearly of opinion on law point The most you can hope to discover is the preponderance of the doubt" Green Bag.
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been ruined. The mine was still there, but it would take $10,0O0 to get 1t in working condition.
 "And that money will never come to us," said old Mrs. Sparrow sadly. q have knowledge of that. It has been told me-"
 'You are fortunate if you have friends who can look into the future," 1 replied lightly. She reproved me gently.
 "You speak ignorantly," she said. "And it is natural that you should. But, unlikely us 1t may seem. l have friends who can see into the future even as they can remember the past from the begin ming of time."
 You interest me, Mrs. Sparrow" I confessed.
 She arose from the black wooden chest on which she was sitting and lifted out both arms full of closely written manu- script. These she put upon the well cleaned deal table. She laid her hands reverently upon them, and then, looking me straight in the eyes, she said in her queer little singsong voice:
 Nights when I and my husband sit here lonely, remembering how we have been bereft of all that makes life dear, u peCulldr COuIOrt COIlleS IO us. \ UT lHe room is filled with the spirits of the dead. all eager to know us. Some of them are simple people, but others have been great in the worlds history. Some of them died only a few days ago, but others have been dead thousands and thousands of years. We had one man here who helped to build the pyramids. These peo- pie are all grateful to me for helping them to return to earth. They say that the living are selfish and few of them ever help the dead to return. And then, to help MT. Sparrow and me pass the time, which sometimes hangs heavily upon our hands, they tell us stories."
 'Tel you stories! Do they speakT interrupted.
 "No, not audibly. But sit down at the table, take pencil in my hand and write the words that come to me. The most wonderful tales are told mel Old mysteries which historians have puzzled over have been solved for my amusement. have been told of the most ancient things and been given insight into recent scandals. And here in these many pa pers are all my wonderful stories written down."
 But why don't you sell them?' I in- quired promptly, being of practical turn of mind. "Is there any need for you to be so poor with all these in your head ? The world wants good stories and is will ing to pay for them."
 Tt would be sacrilege," she cried, her old cheeks flaming. Do you imagine I
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Furious, he knocked as if to break down the house, There was no neces, sity for such violence. The door was quickly opened, and 1t seemed as if he were expected, for the valet de pied without asking him his name showed him into luxuriously furnished apart ment, a boudoir draped with choicest tapestries and laden with delicious odors.
 Letting his eyes roam over the vari- ous articles of virtu with which the room was adorned, he felt spellbound as his gaze rested on the mantelpiece. Surrounded by frame of flowers, one miniature stood out in bold relief, portrait of himself, the one which had been painted after the African cam- paign. It was almost masterpiece and had the signature of his dear sis ter, Guys mother.
 "Here am. What is the matter, generalT
 The little baroness had come quite close to him, silently as fairy.
 "There is--' The devil fly away with me! don't know what to say! have come to tell you-explain to you. What am doing there on that mantelpiece"
 Docs that displease, you" ! q did not say so. But I cannot quite understand"
 "It is present had from my sweet heart"
 "Your sweetheart You are going to be married?"
 A joyous voice answered from be- hind:
 eff you are willing, tincle."
 Guy! My nephewv'
 The little baroness shrugged her shoulders, saying with her merriest laugh:
 "Oh, no! He will not permit you to marry a woman old enough to be your mother"
 "Old! You! An, If were only 20 againv' And, kissing the sparkling face, he murmured, "Disarmed"
 For the first time in your life, my general" said the little baroness proud ly.-Translated From the French For Chicago Times Herald.
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Photo by Barley.

ward the end the general seemed to get somewhat restless. He could not re- strain three or four formidable "hems," and he sent tine attendants flying about in all directions.
 We are not here for amusement" she remarked. Drink your coffee."
 He drank it. mentally feeling any thing but amused. Certainly he had met women of many kinds, but never anything lS;e her. Was he afraid of the little creature he wondered2 He recalled their meeting just a month before in Paris. He remembers still how the moment the train was starting a little squirrel and taken seat be- side him in the compartment, settling herself so cozly and coquettlshly and arranging her packages with pretty order. Then little by little the eyes closed, the head leaned heavily for ward and was soon lying in sleep against her neighbours shoulder.
 "Thunder and lightning" One does not disturb the sleep of little child, but when she opened those big aston ished eyes and looked about it was diff ferent. He might surely be forgiven for stopping to get kiss. Unfortu nately 1t was the greasy cushion of the seat which received it, while ma demoiselle moved into corner for the rest of the journey. Not very vexed, however, for he saw slight smile hoy ering about her lips.
 It happened that both were going to the same place.
 Two days after the garrison was up- side down, and the funniest part of the affair was that while she seemed to know everybody nobody knew her. A handkerchief which she unwittingly let drop had a baron's wreath embroider- ed in the corner, whence she came to be called the Little Baroness"
 If only that animal his nephew, who was so shrewd and was keen on the scent as a bloodhound, would turn up, straight But no! Guy was sulking. It was three months now since they had that quarrel. The imbecile, not to wish to marry the young girl who was being specially trained for him at the Con- vent of the Assumption and to take it into his head to marry a widow! A widow! He never would consent to Guy uniting himself to woman old enough to be his mother. Never!
 So the fine captain had taken his de- parture and the pleasure of the gener- al's sister with him. For the two were all that remained of the old family. and nothing ought to have separated them.
 Yet mere caprice had done it. The uncle of course made up his mind to disinherit the nephew. His money would go to some charity unless
 And the image of the little baroness
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came before nm nylng over the hedges and the ditches, with her sharp little speeches and clear ringing laugh. Yes! Why not? He would marry her! Guy of course would retcrt, You should be her father" Well, every one to his taste.
 This resolution taken as the result of the reflections which had prevented him from swallowing his coffee, his an- ger against Guy became stronger and stronger.
 But what a dance the little baroness led him! Though each day seemed to add to her charm, 1t also seemed to add to her capriciousness. Not word could he get with her. The moment he opened his mouth to say anything to advance his suit there was pirouette, and she was off like flash.
 One morning she said:
 "Our last promenade, general"
 "WhyT
 "You will soon know. Would you mind having this last ride without company"
 Oue Wcht Ut hci Sfciyuhy ihnuSaP pace, all the time leading the way. When she came to the wood, the gen. eral thought for q moment she was go- Ing to give her usual laughing fare well and disappear forever from his sight Now or never he must make his proposal. Let Guy think of 1t what he might In two bounds he was by her side. She coolly demanded:
 What, you are not out of breathT
 Whether he was or not had little to do with the matter. He murmured Through his mustache in a voice which slightly trembled: "Listen. I have something to say to Jou very serious"
 She shook her head In tender raillery.
 ''Let us have gallop. Seriousness Is so fatiguing."
 Never had she looked so- beautiful; never was Guy farther from the gen. erals thoughts.
 They were now going along a well kept avenue. The chestnut of the little baroness neighed. She touched him lightly with her whip--a fiash-the gen. eral was alone.
 A sudden turn in the avenue brought him in front of large square. and he was just in time to see a glimpse of a riding habit disappearing through door
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woulu so Drtray tne cunraence or my friends"'
 I could not persuade her to hold any other view. Nor would sho even read the stories to me.
 "But when l die" she added, ''they shall be yours. You are writer, and you will be able to get some ideas from them. I have perfect confidence in you, and l know that you win never use the true names of the persons who figure in these narratives"
 'But will not some of the stories lose their interest if you make that stipula- tion. Mrs. Sparrow?"
 "'rhe dead are defenseless," she replied. 'There is even more occasion for being loyal to them than to the living"
 l had talked about the matter out of polite indulgence merely. had not an idea that the sketches had the slightest value. They were, without doubt, opin- ed, the verbose maunderings of this lone ly old creature's brain.
 The associated charities kept Mrs. Spar row and her failing husband supplied with necessaries all that winter, and had thoughts of advising that in the spring they be sent back to old friends in the west.
 But they frustrated my amiable plan by dying within a week of each other both of pneumonia. It was I who saw to their burying and the erection of little wooden headstone, which bore their names. And 1t was I who saw to the distribution among neighbors equally poor of their pathetically few effects.
 As for the black chest with the manu- scripts, I kept that for myself, as I had been given permission to do.
 was an unknown writer then. de- served to be unknown, l suspect for, while I possessed an eager impulse for writing lacked originality. My imag- ination was hampered with convention al point of view. I stood for the usual, the approved, the desired.
 Now have reputation as the writer of singular and haunting stories. My name is identified with all that Is in- genious, weird and mysterious in litera- ture. I know well that my name has only to appear in the prospectus of magazine to increase the sale of that is- sue extraordinarily. The announcement of a novel by me means that the first edi- tion will be sold before 1t leaves the press. But l cannot say that am hap py. Indeed I sometimes think of myself as the most miserable of women. For my reputation is not honestly won The work for which have received thisl credit and fame is not mine. It is the work of many who have passed into sDirit ;a-s
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l)l@ALRMIIE[D: FOR THE FIRST TIME {
 IN HIS LIFE.
BY ED0WAR[D DIE|LPl1r.

A light touch from the aid-de-camp, a spring, and she is in the saddle. Away she goes. "Who loves me follows me-" They invariably follow her. One should see her as she passed through the town, flew over the roads and gained the country. Nothing seemed to stop her, neither wood nor field nor flood. Then came the sudden wave of her hand, a gay "Goodby" to the general, an "Au revoir" to the young officers, and she was out of sight, leaving never a trace behind.
 "Thunder and lightning!' grumbled the general. How does she do 1t? We have once again been outwitted."
 The next morning found her again at the commandant's, saucy as ever She gave the sentinels a merry little military salute with her dainty riding whip, delivered up her horse to be talk en care of and moved straight toward the dining hall, where covers were set for the generals breakfast. They breakfaSted together quietly, but to-
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THE WHITE PASS & YUKON ROUTE.

Pacific and Arctic Railway and Navigation Company Britt h Columbia Yukon Railway Company
 British Yukon Railway Company.
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A WtiiTEThORN WOOD.

Oh. King Arthur's court went a-dancing to the
 Maying, Meath the springs new sky, mid the springs
 new blossoms straying; Light laughs laughed they, and sweet words they
 saying In a whitetLorn wood in the Maytimel Sir Launcelot and the queen from the Maytime
 strayed apart; In his eyes was dark Loves passion; in her breast
 was dark Loves smart. Sir Launcelot and the queen they clasped
 heart to heart In whitethorn wood in the Maytime! Oh, Loves pain wakes with the widening of the
 spring, And it crowns lass queen though she ne'er be
 wife of kingi Best stay at home and spin, for, oh, Loves
 perilous thing In a whitethorn wood in the Maytimel Evelyn Greenleaf Sutherland in Smart Set.
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MY TURN 0F LUCK.

was a member of the corps of friend ly visitors for the associated charities one winter, and in, my rounds made some curious friends.
 Among them were Mir. and Mrs. Spar row, an old couple who had known pros perity in other days. They, had been en- riched by the silver boom at Virginia City in the remote daysof her greatness, but their mine had filled with water ow- Ing to their bad fortune In encountering an unIionara,,rS .A~Aa~A e>A thA- h~A
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A new line of carpets in ingran, tap estry, velvet and axminster, at Peoples.
 No. I, Wellington coal, in sacks, at Ju- neau wharf. Telephone CT. IooIm
 The Seattle Bohemian Draught Beer Is the best and most expensive draught beer made in Seattle. For sale at the Seattle saloon. corner State and Sixth avenue.
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And when 1 meet them rnere. as sure ly must some day. how shall l be re ccived ?-Chicago Tribune.
Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1901-06-29
HURLED THROUGH THE AIR.
THREE MEN TERRIBLY INJURED IN
A QUARRY EXPLOSION.
One VIII Die as the Result of his Injuries
and the Others Will be Permanently
crippIed-were Tamping a
Blast at the Time.

Winchester Va. June 27.--An ex-
plosion which will result in the death
Of one man and espermanent injury
OF two others occurred at O'Clock
Yesterday afternoon at Lane Brothers
stone auarries. one mile from Sirius
burg, Va, The accident was the re-
sult Of premature explosion of a
blast where the three men were work
ing. The injured are:
William Bauserman, arm torn off
and will die.
Frank Ritenour, quarry boss, arm
broken and other injuries.
William Bott, internal injuries.
Ritenour and Bott, under direction
of quarry boss Bauserman, were en-
gagged in tamping heavy blast. 1t
is thought that the steel struck rock.
making spark, which ipnited the
fuse. A second later there was a ter
rifle explosion, and the bodies Of
three men were hurled into the air
and landed some distance from the
blast. All were unconscious and
bleeding when help reached them
Word was telephoned to Strasburg
and physicians hurried at once TO the
seence. Bauserman is the worst in
jured of the men. His right arm is
blown entirely off and he received
internal injuries which will prove
fatal. His right arm is blown en-
tirely off and he received internal
injuries which will prove fatal. Rit-
enour's right arm is broken and his
face is terribly mangled by the flying
rock. Bott is badly hurt about the
head and and is thought to be hurt
internally. Ritenour is a resident Of
Strasburg Bauserman lives in Fishers
Hill, and Bolts home Is in Tom S
Brook.