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Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13

and won easily. Taking the three
years that have elapsed since he be-
gan treatment as evidence of the per-
manency of the cure. a claim has been
filed with the National Locomotor
Ataxia League for the payment of the
100000 DR.. Gilbert J. White of suite
q, Auditorium building, who has the
matter in charge, III explaining the
case said:
Il am not after the money for my
self, or for any selfish purpose. | am
acting as the medical director of san
itarium association winch is utilizing
goats lymph as remedical agent in
ailments of this nature, and by the use
of which Skeletons cure was affected.
We do not ask the league to pay over
the $4,000 to the association We
want the money deposited in a ChItago
bank in trust as an evidence of good
faith. Then we want the league to
select two Or more poor patients WHO
are afflicted with the disease and send
them here for treatment The $4,000
fund will be drawn On only for the
board and similar expenses of these
patients, and when the fact that cures
can be effected is well established the
rest of the money is to be used in the
establishment of a sanitarium where
other poor patients may be cared for.
II the offer Of the National Locomotor
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13
WANT PRIZE FOR CURE.
Doctors Who Treated for Loconlotor
Ataxia Sue for $4,000.

John Sexton, a Chicago cornet
player, won a foot race at Mackinac
last summer, friendly, impromptu
dash in which the sole stake was the
price of two cigars, but out of which
has grown a novel claim for s10, 1000
that is likely TO attach worldwide
notoriety. This result has been
brought about in the following way:
In New York there is an organiza-
ton known as the National Locomotor
Ataxian League, which is composed Of
about 5000 men and women who are
suffering from this distressing ailment
its main purpose is to assist poor peo-
pie who are afflicted with locomotor
atagia and kindred diseases, and to
this end the organization has cor some
years mad standing offer of $4,000
for evidence of permanent cure in
well developed case.
Nearly three years ago Shelton was
stricken with locomotor ataxia and
became badly crippled. He was treat
ed by Chicago physicians and last
summer was so much improved that
when challenged to a foot race by a
good runner at Mackirac he accepted
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13
LOVES SILENCE

Because I breathe not love to everie
one,
Nor do not use set colors for to
weare,
Nor nourish special locks Of vowed
haire,
Nor give each speech a full point of a
groane--
The courtlie nymphs, acquainted with
the moane
Of them who on their lips Loves
standard beare,
What! he?" say they of me. Now
I dare sweare
He cannot love: No, no! let him
alone"
And think so still-if Stella knew
my mind.
Profess, indeed, do not Cupid's art:
But you faire maids, at length this
true shall inde-
That his right badge is not worne in
the hearte.
Dumb swans, not chattering pies, dc
lovers prove:
They love indeed who quake to say
they love.
Sir Philip Sidney.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13

Ataxia league is made in good faith,
which have every reason to believe.
don't think there will be much nasi-
fancy about the acceptance of our Of
fer"
Seton, when asked if he was con-
Vlnced OF the permanency Of the cure
in his case, said: Il ought to be Il
is now nearly three years since 1 was
afflicted. Then l could barely struggle
along with cane in a most pal full
way. Now as you see, walk as Wei!
AS anybody, and there has been NJ. ,,
currence of the attack. The foot race
wen, [ won it all right, but had no
Idea at the time that was making his
tory for the doctors, but several OF
them have told me since that it was
an epoch in the medical profession.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13
GAMBLING IN SOCIETY.
Women Go to Card Parties for the
Prizes They May Win.

women Go to Card Parties tor the
Prizes They May Win.
The gambling spirit is rampant in
the Dorcas Society as well as in Wall
Street. Unfortunately we have ceased
to enjoy coming together for the sake
of delightful exchange of the
thoughts we have CLEANED along life's
pathway, or the opportunity Of giving
helpful greetings from our abundance
Of happiness and experience TO those
less fortunate. 1t is a pity that the
spirit of gain enters our social life,
and it is a deplorable fact that the
eagerness to secure the almighty dor
lar or it's equivalent has become an
epidemic in many social circles. fear
we are all too familiar with the spec
tacle of drawn, anxious and sordid
faces around the card-table, all eager
to carry away the spoils, which are
often useless bits of bric-a-brac or like
trumpery which the spoilee has no
room for, or could well afford to buy
if she had. To the intense disgust of
those who are better bred the display
Of ugly temper or the tears Of d1sap-
pointment makes evident that there is
woeful lack of self-control ana high
thinking.
Nevertheless it is not our province
to heal the sick or secure moral re-
form, as we are not physicians nor
| clergymen; but we are sufficiently
| responsible to hope that we may pos
sibly help stamp out that most distress
! ing disease of modern society, "priz-
it's for it is not only contagious, but
| moralizing.-Linda Hull Larned in
| Woman's Home Companion.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13
JOKE ON THE DOG.
It Was Also on the EngIisnn1an Who
Could not See 1t.

Could not See It,
A big, goodnatured farmer yas
awaiting the suburban train. accoDaa
MED by handsome Gordon setter
Two sons of Britain stood near hirn
The dog strayed away from his owner
who was reading a newspaper.
Hey" called the farmer. Come
here, Iocksmith," and the dog ignme-
diately ran to his feet.
One of the Englishmen approached
the farmer
May | ask he said, what yoz
called that dog?'
'Locksmith.' said the farmer.
And why, pray?"
Because every time | kick him ne
makes bolt for the door,
There was a general laugh, In which
the Englishman joined.
When ne returned to his companion
he remarked:
Most extraordinary name that man
over there calls his dog"
"What?' asked his friend.
"Locksmith,' replied the first Brttom
And why such a name?"
Because, he says, every time he
kicks I'm he bolts for the door."-Ba;-
timore Sun.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13

its best a great JOY. She was glad to
even be an onlooker at the intense,
! eager life, the constant excitement.
the strain which everybody from
pressroom TO composing-room shared
when there was big news" to handle.
At its worst-that is when everybody
was wearing his nerves on the outside
and had no time to be agreeable-it
was haven of refuge
On this particular day Anne went
| out thoughtfully She was not Drill
liant. Hard work was more in her
line than scintillating ideas. At the
| same time she liked 70 please the Sur
day editor. He was a good friend in
spite of his brusqueness. Moreover,
she needed the money. There was the
matter of shoes, for instance-not to
mention anything else. Clearly, she
must think of something capable of
being worked up into a valentine
story. But what?
She ran over in her mind all the
stories she could remember There
was the time-honored plot of the val
entine sent to the wrong girl with all
the ensuing complications. There were
the instances of elderly adorers in
spired by the day to the pitch of indit-
ing the fateful lines that make two
faithful hearts happy. There were all
the delicate shades of feeling as ex-
pressed by large punches of violets
and ive-pound boxes of sweets. There
were books of poems with marked
passages intended to reveal fearful
things, but never discovered until the
recipient was sunk in hopeless spin
sterhood and the ardent sender the
head of large family. There was the
havoc wrought by the dastardly
comic"
She was little tempted by the
idea of a father brought to consent to
his daughters marriage through find
ing valentine he had sent to her
mother years ago. But she reflected
that the modern daughter is given 10
pleasing herself in these little mat
tiers, swapping her fingers gayly att
papa's objections. So with a sigh
Anne gave that UP as futile, alongl
with the others
She walked slowly down State
street, hoping that that busy thorough
fare might hold suggestion for herI
somewhere in its teeming life. It'll
was the list of February and the shop
windows were filled with Valentines
gay bits of cardboard with their pic |!
lures and verses, varied occasionally !
with oId-fashionad lace paper confec-
tons.
Anne went into one of the biggest OF
the shops.
Perhaps I'll find my hero buying
some of these silly things she
thought.
but although people were crowding !
about the counters upon which the |
valentines were displayed there was
not a suspicion of romance about
them. Mothers were smiling to them
selves over the pleasure they were
about to give their children; children
We're busy picking out gorgeous of
ferings for their small sweethearts:
somebody was giving a large order
for a valentine party and one young |
husband was buying a lace paper at
fair with a big envelope. embossed
with cupids to put it in, explaining to
the girl behind the counter that it
was intended as Joke on my wife, |
you know"
1t was all discouraging to a young
woman in search of a plot, and. al
though Anne did not like to acknow1-
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13

The Sunday editor looked up I'M
patiently 1t was the twentieth in
terruption in busy morning.
Yes" he said, scowling a little al
the young woman who stood beside
his desk. I do want a short story
But, unfortunately, want a clever
one
The Sunday editor was sometimes
frank before he remembered TO be
courteous. Realizing that this had
been one Of the occasions he softened
a little
What | want is cracking good
st. Valentine story. A love story, OF
course. 1t has to be sentimental to fit
the day; but something absolutely
original. Nothing that suggests lace
paper, or bleeding hearts, or cupids
or any of the rest of the fiubdub.
Think you can do it?''
The young woman lifted her eye
brows-the were pretty eyebrows,
by the way.
Il don't know" she said. 1T isn't
easy. I can't think of anything just
now, but I'll try"
"AIl right. Try then. This is
Wednesday. Copy in Sunday night
without fail. Let me know if you
can't do it. Mornin'."
The Sunday editor chuckled a little
as the door closed and wipked
sagaciously at his pigeon holes.
''That'u floor her highness," he
thought, "and let me out for week.
That girls getting to be nuisance in
spite of her good looks
Anne Sargent's good looks were I'M
deniable. Those pretty eyebrows
arched over a pair of good gray
eyes, rubbed in with a smutty finger"
There was some brown hair to her
credit, too, and good teeth, with
mouth always ready to smile if it had
half a chance. The trouble was that
it wasn't given many opportunities
for laughter-a fact which the eyes
duly recorded-and thereby made the
girl, to most people, even more inter
esting.
Since even editors are human il was
due to these attractions that
she was enabled, in the first instance,
to "break into" the Traveller Office
with special on How Women Wear
Their Hats" or something equally i'm
portant. But the girls own eagerness
for work, her adaptability, and the
actual necessity which made her con-
centrate all her energies and ambi-
tons on what she was given to do,
were the means of keeping her there.
Not that she was ION the staff The
Traveller didn't believe in having Wc-
men on its staff. Even decade ago
when its contemporaries were print
ing with staring headlines the exploits
Of young women who had had them
selves arrested as Migrants or were
shut up in insane asylums or had
crawled through sewers the Traveller
had stood cOldly aloof. But Anne was
given enough special work to keep
her going" in the language of the of
flee And because she was sensible
as well as good to look at she had
won a place in it's esteem.
1t was only when the Sunday editor
was busy or had been disappointed in
some special feature or hadn't ideas
enough to go around that he was dis
posed to fall back on the popular
theory of woman in business" and
call her nuisance. Even then he
had twinges of conscience afterwards.
AS for Anne, who happened to be
left without any one to take much in
terest in her career, the office was at
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13
RIVALRY IN LOVE

OF all the torments, all the cares,
With which our lives are curst,
OF all the plaques lover bears.
Such rivals are the worst
By partners in each other kind.
Affections easier grow;
In love alone we hate to find
Companions of our woe.
Sylvia, for all the pangs you see
Are laboring in my breast,
| beg not you would favor me-
Would you but slight the rests
How great soccer your rigors are
With them alone I'll cope;
| can endure my own despair
But not another's hope.
William Walsh
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13

cage II, depressing too. All those PEG
pie seemed so happy. Even if they
weren't romantic they had somebody
to buy valentines for, she reflected
The thought did not cheer her. By
the time she reached her own small
room her spirits were dropping per
cepibly. The story seemed farther
away than ever and she permitted her
thoughts to wander from it to her OWL
affairs.
They were poor little affairs when
all was said. A great deal of work
little play, a clearinghouse. a friend
or two, no one near or dear-that is
no one very near Anne blushed at
this point in her reflections. She had
had her little romance. 1t wasn't
a satisfactory one, but such as it was
she cherished it.
Dick Whitney, the Travellers star
reporter, the brightest man anu great
est madcap on the paper, had made
love to her. For a time life looked
rosy. One day Dick walked home
with her from the office. AS they
were about to part he squared his
broad shoulders and turned to her as
if with great effort.
4 am going away, he said
Away" echoed Anne dismayed.
Yes. I should have told you before,
but I didn't know myself. can see
nothing for me in this business to
give the woman | love. I've been of
fered what seems a good opening in
Montana. I'm going to take it. If
l fail you'll never hear from me again
If | succeed"
He was silent. They were at the
door CT the clearinghouse, alone in
the dusk. He took her little gloved
hand and kissed it.
IF l succeed you shall have a val
entine,' he said.
That was eight months ago, and she
had heard nothing from him. She had
almost given up hoping.
Today she thought of Dicks parting
speech and laughed a little-not
mirthful laugh.
Il wonder what the Sunday editor
would say if he knew about it," she
thought. He'd probably put it under
the head of F1ubdub.' I'll drop in to-
morrow and tell him that I'll give up
the story to some one who has more
ideas than l. II don't believe I'm
exactly in the mood to write a Saint
Valentine romance"
That night between editions the
editor of the Traveller in
accordance with a time-honored Gus
tom, was playing checkers with the of
flee boy in the telegraph-room The
telegraph editor had stepped out of
the room to interview one of the
operators. When he returned his
brOws were knit.
Say, Vic he observed, addressing
his chief. Ut was a democrat office
There's the darndest mess coming
over the wire from some little hole
out west, Can't make head nor tail
OF it. The operator at the other end
must have bowled up a few. Come
and see it,"
The managing editor gave a com
prehensive glance at the checker
board. He saw that he was in bad
shape, so he arose briskly.
Sorry, Johnny, but, of course, Il
should have beaten" he said. and
made good his escape.
The operator handed him part of the
message which was still coming il.
Why, this is addressed to Miss
Sargent" said the managing editor.
20. that's it, said the telegraph
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13
Moods.

Who Bullets in mad endeavor
The might of a frowning tide,
Beaten and baf1ed ever,
May perish thro' mis- pride.
VINO waits in a free surrender
The will Of flowing sea,
Is borne on her bosom tender
To the port where his hope may be.
-Harper's Weekly.
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13

editor, relieved Il couldn't see what
in thunder woman's name was do
ing on il. | forgot all about her.
Mighty queer that it's coming over
our wire, if it's a personal message"
Just then the operator tore the
last of the message from the type.
writer. The managing editor looked at
the signature and whistled long and
loud
Personal! l should say it was," he
exclaimed. If that isn't Just like that
young fiend, Whitney. Listen to
this:
"Okone, Mont, Feb. l. 1901.-To Miss
Anne Sargent, Traveller Office. Chi
cago, ILL.,:
Can't wait for Valentines day
Can't wait for mail
Don't know your address,
Must reach you without fail.
So I'm sending to the office
To let you know, you dear,
That struck luck, or luck struck me
At the beginning of the year.
Although it's out of season,
[ beg you to be mine
If I'll come to Chicago
Will you be my Valentine?
P. S.-This means my wife. Pr
leaving for your town tomorrow,
Dick Whitney.
The managing editor. the telegraph
editor, and the operator looked at
each other dumbly. The managing
editor was the first to recover.
Keep quiet about this, boys" he
said 1T will be a shame to have it
all over the office. It's too late to
send the message over to Miss Sargent
tonight. I'll put it in an envelope and
let MacNeal give it her in the morn
ing. She's sure to be in about her
Sunday stuff. If she isn't he can
send it to her. He's the only chan in
the office that knows her address, /
guess. Whitney! And nobody knew
he so much as spoke to her. OF all
the"
Words failed him and he strobe OF
to the mposing-room, shaking his
head.
After all, women don't do all the
gosslplng. Somehow everybody ia the
Traveller office heard of Annes mes
sage before she did. One or two re
porters managed to get down early
the next morning, and hung about the
Sunday room until MacNeal turned Oh
them
Clear out o. here. all you Indians!"
he said fiercely. Haven't you any
decency about you? You act like d
pack of old women. Git!"
There was something compelling in
the Sunday editors eye, and they
vanished. Anne found him alone
when she appeared.
Il came to tell you that can't do
that Valentine story. she said. 81
can't think of anything that isn't lace
paper or-or flubdub.'
The Sunday editor felt something
queer rising in his throat. He didn't
attempt explanations, but seized the
bull by the horns.
Here's message for YOU he said
gruff1y. You'd better read it,
She took the envelope with trembl-
ing fingers. The Sunday editor
walked over to the window farthest
from the desk and looked out at the
smoking chimneys. After what
seemed long time re walked bark
again. One glance at .Annes flushed
face and shining eyes told him what
he wanted to know He made no
pretense Of ignorance Of the contents
OF the message. He held out his hand
Anne gave him hers.
You're good little girl" he said
Il hope you are going to be happy.
We've shall miss you, you know"
Did his voice break ever so litter
Anne wasn't sure.
after ALL he laughed, you've got
hold of valentine story that isn't
lace pa er Or t1ub-dub VIII yoE write
it?''
Tears were in Annes eyes She
smiled and shook her head
Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1902-02-13

ut is the naked truth" said he.
She answered. Never mind:
1t will not shock my modesty,
So long as love is blind"
Windham County reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1901-1906, 1902-12-12
CHESTER.

Monday and Tuesday were the cold
est days on record for this time of
year.
Snow storms last week have given us
good sleighing. which is being i'm
proved by our lumbermen.
Annual fair and supper given by the
ladies aid society at St Luke
church was held last week and about
$50 cleared.
L. E. Sherwin was in Woodstock at
tending court last week. -Perlie Head
has returned TO his work in Boston. -
Darwin Dow has hired Mrs. Sloan s
farm on Springfield road.
Mr.. and Mrs. Henry 5. Wheelock cell
ebrated their 50th or golden wedding
anniversary with their children and
invited neighbors and friends at their
home two miles below the village Fri
day afternoon. Mr.. Wheelock has al
ways resided in Grafton and Chester,
with the exception of eight years. when
a young man, he was in Weymouth.
Mass. Ever since he was 10 years old
he has worked at the soapstone bust
ness, and during the time has man
aged quarries in Grafton, Chester and
Perkinsville. and is an expert in that
business. Mr.. and Mrs. Wheelock
have six children: Mrs. Mary NJ. Lit
tlefeld of Putnev, Mrs. Ella VI. Stew
ems. who is in Florida, Mrs. Lucia \
Rounds. Harvey H. Wheelock and Mrs.
Addie Clark of Grafton. and William
5. Wheelock of Chester. They have 10
grandchildren and five greatgrand-
children living.
Windham County reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1901-1906, 1902-12-12
WESTON.

Gale Peck froze his cheek and nost
coming from Derry Saturday morning.
p. D. Peck is building barn on tbs
property he purchased of the Sprague
estate
Alonzo Clayton has rented farm il
Mt Holly and will move there in the
early spring.
The H. C. Jaquith Co. finished pill.
ing their logs on the Hale lot Saturday.
They had nearly 5000.
No service was held at the Congrega-
tonal church Sunday Oh account OF
Miss Barber's injury received from fall
/ ing.
I Our first hard snow storm came Fri
/ day 1t sent the men home from the
woods. More snow Sunday and Mon
/ day.
James Waite, our enterprising but
terbox merchant, has just purchased a
nice flock of young sheep, 30 in num-
Der.
One of the Shepherd twins has pneu-
monia. Several Italians are employed
on the different lumber jobs in town.
They are fine help.
H. c. Jaquith who has been trying
to ascertain the cause Of the water not
running TO his house for the last week
or more. finally found that piece of
the pipe lying above ground was full
of roots.
Horace Kyle who has been sick with
pneumonia at ". S. ShattucF :, is i'm
proving. There are some people en-
titled TO pensions besides soldiers. Mr..
Shattuck is one of them; he is always
caring for the sick, taking them right
into his home.
Mrs. Gilman Waite of whom mention
was made last week as being i'll with
pneumonia. died Wednesday, Dec. 3,
after an illness of three days. The flu
neral was held Saturday at her home.
Her granddaughter, Mrs. Nellie How
ard of Templeton, Mass. cared for her
in her sickness. by her expressed wish.
She leaves a son and daughter and
nine grandchildren.
Village schools commenced Dec. l
with the same corps of teachers as last
term. Miss Clark of Rutland in the
higher department. NJ iss French of
Weston in the intermediate, and Miss
Follett of Townshend in the primary.
The furnace which was put in the
school building a short time ago proved
to be anything but satisfactory There
is more smoke than heat.