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The Courier. (Genoa, Nev.) 1899-1904, 1902-06-20
Notice..

The annual meeting of the Stockhold-
ers of the Carson Valley Water Storage,
Irrigation & Canal Co. will be held at
Wilders hall in Gardnerville, June 25,
1902. All stockholders are urgently re-
quested to be present.
e. CHRISTENSEN,
Sec'y.
Gardnerville, New, June IA, 1902.
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Notice for Bids.

Notice for Bids.
Bids for hauling coke from Carson to
Smelter site near Rodenbah's station,
about % miles, one hundred tons per
month, more or less. Bids must be in
before June 25th, 1902. Address Car
son Valley Smelling & Refining Co.,
Gardnerville.
H. G. DANGBERG,
Pres. and Mgr.
A. J. PETTEGREw,
Secretary
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Stops the Cough

and works OF the Cold
Laxative Bromo-Quinine Tablets cure
a cold in one day. No Cure, no Pay.
Price % cents.
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Horace A. Meder and Miss niger M.
Aaroe were married in Carson Sunday
The Courier. (Genoa, Nev.) 1899-1904, 1902-06-20
Furniture For Sale.

Parlor, bed room, and
kitchen furniture for sale.
Singer sewing machine, large
new range, etc. Inquire at
the Parlor Drug Store.
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ROYAL PEDIGREE.
From This Account 1t VIII BE Seen
That Everybody in England
Must Have One.

Some years ago, says a writer in
London Truth, 1 had little passage
alarms with a gentleman who was
prepared to prove the royal descent
of almost any man in the street, for
a payment of $40 down. When I
limited some doubt of his bona fides,
he called upon me and showed, by
fairly plausible argument, that al
most everybody has royal blood in
his veins, if he only knew it. When
you remember on the one hand, that
you had two grandfathers and two
grandmothers, eight ancestors in the
previous generation, 16 in the gener-
alton before that, and so on, and, on
the other, that as, you go back the
population of the country decreases
at the time of the conquest it was
probably not a tenth of what it is
now-you can easily see that the
present inhabitants of these islands
could not all be supplied with an
ccstors unless the same people were
used over and over again. Each an
cestor must, in fact do duty for so
many descendants that the probable
ity is that we all of us have great
many of them in common. That is
why the majority of people have
royal progenitors somewhere in the
dim vista of the past.
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Gabriac, moves on slightly lower
plane in the same proud, exclusive but
rather dull circle.
There's no denying it: the older cir
cles are dull. They realize it. Some
times they take refuge in impregnable
pride; and more often, they copy the
ways of the lively foreigners if they
can. The money that pours into some
Golfers from magic America makes all
those living the Strengthened life Of
aristocratic poverty disconnected.
The cure? Set the son of the poor, but
proud, house IN turn to catch "une
belle Americaine"
Lively enough is the American coll
ony sometimes! Imagine Paris when
the senior w. r, Vanderbilt is in town;
when tom" Walsh, Of somewhere in
the mining west, is entertaining his
lively boon fellow, the king of the
Belgians; when Mrs. Delamar and Mrs.
George Law and Mrs. Mackay are ems
tertaining; Miss May and her set are
present; and for touch Of the comic.
when some Spartacus j. Best is trying
to "Parkhurst" the town and make it,
moral! Let John Labusquiere, the
only Paris alderman born in America,
PROFOUND at the sarae time some mirth-
provoking proposition like his famous
bill to tax every printed novel four
cents, and you shall see Paris talking
of the Americans, and OF little else:
and not averse to seeing more and
yet more American money coming. to
stay.
As-if the dear girls are really bent
upon titles-why should il not?
There are only two countries in Eu-
rope where an American woman NAV
marry titled husband and share his
place in society. One is England.
where the wife takes the husbands
rank, because nobody cares who she
was before; the other France, where
all tradition was upheaved by the rev.
olution. Why deny nobility to Nor
ton, whose American ancestors were
cultured folk when the ancestors of a
d'Abrantes was unable t., read? Why,
indeed? Especially when the govern
ment cares nothing for he matter one
way or another?
Wherefore, why not Paris? There
are compensations in democratic and
Napoleonic dwellings,; end let consis-
tency go with logic where it may!
The Germans are so beautifully log,
zeal. Either a person is "highwell-
born," or she is not; that settles it.
For in the dull Faubourg as in the
lively ones there is one thought as to
Paris. Once live there and you will
find there the world. So, at least, think
the American colony in the second gen.
Grafton.
Only they are net Americans, after
all. ARsENE D'ALEMBERT,
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familiar language is French; their
friends are French, their political as
pirations and prejudlces not only
French always, but aristocratic and
unpopular usually.
The American colony is no longer
exotic; it is self-perpetuating and how
firmly fixed in the affections of
France!
There was another international
marriage, little earlier than that of
the beautiful Comtesse d'Aramon.
The unimportant man was Comte
LEIPZIG; the lady was Miss Andree
Whitcamb, again a lifelong resident of
Paris, daughter of an American father
and a French mother, a Mile. Won;
thus again was the second generation
Of American blood remingled with the
best in France.
Vast wealth, yet not vast enough for
the absurd scheme of initiating with
q private fortune great historic pal
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peared in the darkness of the cellar
and was lost from sight. l descended
few steps after her.
Don't come down." she called
back in her low, soft voice, "you fill
up the doorway and cut off the
light" Whereupon l retreated from
my own cellar and from this master
full young woman.
l waited for few moments, and
then L heard the soft rustic of her
skirt-no, not n rustic, nothing
about her rustled; it was simply a
fap-f1ap of the front of her dress
against the stairs as she came up
ward
She held out her hands, showing
me the palms of her gray gloves.
They were stained deep yellow
''There is a bolt" she said, '.but it
sticks so that l cannot move it..
Could anyone break in from the out
side, do you think? I should die of
fright if l thought that some man
might burst the door down and come
up those stairs, in the middle of the
night, to this door. Has this lock? ?
oh, yes, l see, but it must have a
bolt too. Win you have one put
on? How much will it cost? Will
you-"
Il do not care to go to any ex-
pense," said /, unless / am sure that
you are coming to me. Those two
bolts will be- Is there anything
else that you will want? How about
the windows on the piazza?"
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was bishop of Autun. The Talley-
rands-Perigord of to-day are collater-
al. But they are a great family in
France, perhaps not the less great in
that the most illustrious of that name
was so closely linked with Waterloo
and ST. Helena.
For, on the whole, the American coll
ony is on good terms with the most
ancient of French missionaries, that
of Faubourg, of the names that ante
date the revolution, those that felt the
terror. The American girl who is by
marriage de Sagan moves by right in
this charmed but rather dull circle.
For variety, there is the lively Baron
ess de Sellieres, who was. stepdaughter
of John O'Brien, of New York: This
liz spicy title, redolent of piquantly
amusing tales from the boulevards.
And-again an abrupt transition
there is the former Miss Singer, who,
with dollars sewed together into
great fortune by the needle of
famous sewing machine, gained the
title of Princesse Polignac, which de-
rives anciently from that Poland with
which France for hundred years
maintained such close connection.
Miss Fithian, who became Comtesse do
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A Grateful Convict.

A curious scene took place IN a
court at Emporia, Kan, one day
lately, when convicted murderer,
who had been sentenced to five years
in the penitentiary, delivered an adj
dress of thanks, as follows: II am
entirely satisfied with the verdict
and the sentence, and 1 am conf
dent that not one jury in ten would
have been so lenient with me. 1 de-
sire to thank sincerely the court for
it's just and courteous manner of
conducting this trial, and l hope
that the blessing of God will remain
with you all."-To2elSa Capital.
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MYSTERIOUS
MISS DACRES
By Mrs. Schuyler crowninshield.
Copyright 1901, by j. b. Lipplncott Co.
CHAPTER I.

"Have you room for rent?"
looked up from the dish-towel which
/ was hemming. A bony young
woman stood before me. She wore
plain gray skirt and jacket, strong
shoes showed from beneath the bind
ing of her dress; her hat, plain
black felt was tied on and down with
veil, but in front bang Of curly
yellow hair peeped and struggled
through. She had thin face and
high cheek-bones, and laughing,
anxious eye-a curious combin-
alton.
"Come up on the piazza" I said,
"and sit down. How long do you
want it for?"
She entered the gate and covered
the few steps to the house. 1 no.
ticed with what quiet step she
walked, and the thought flashed
through my mind, "She at least will
not disturb Aunt Jane Mary" She
took two broad steps upward with
the same silent tread, and spoke in
low voice, now that we were close
together.
II cannot tell for how long," she
said, answering my question. 81 am
here on particular mission. That
mission may be accomplished in a
week, and it may take six months.
Are you willing to let me have the
room by the week?"
Now i had never said that had
room for rent, but evidently she
had heard somewhere in the neigh
borhood that 1 did let my lower
rooms when l could do SO at proper
rates. 1t helped me on with Toms
college bills; and Aunt Jane Mary's
electricity had to be paid for some
how.
"The room is on the ground floor,
suppose" said my visitor. 81 am
very much afraid of fire. I have
had very unpleasant experience. I
wouldn't go up stairs if you would
give me the solar system" She
looked down as she said these words,
and l was afraid she was going to
burst out crying.
Don't cry, my DEAR" 1 said
don't! Aunt Jane Mary might hear
you, and then"
ooh, have you other people in the
house? l did not know that. Then
perhaps l had better say 1 will not
take the room. / can't bear a noise
nor"
Neither can Aunt Jane Mary" said
l, Fastening to change the i'm
preston that / had given her, for I
really needed some income from
that room. 1t had stood empty now
for two months, and there was Toms
bill for his football suit already sent
in, and l was expecting another dun
every morning. Tom was a good lad,
but | thought that sometimes he
imagined that his mother was made
of money.
My aunt who lives with me,"-
really, ! lived with Aunt Jane Mary,
but that there was no necessity for
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THE GIRLS OF LONG AGO.

Oh, the dear old-fashioned girl, that
knew long years ago,
When the world, the girl and I, were
in our prime;
She was dear as early snowdrops amid
the springtime snow,
She was sweet as the wild rose of sum-
mertime,
And she knew just how to make
Pound and sponge and ginger cake!
She could spin and weave and knit the
summer through,
And the butter. cheese and cream!
Why. l think l have dream
OF our driving home the cows through
starit dew!
oh, these Wanted modern days! nothing
In them can compare
To the husking bees and spelling schools
of old;
Nothing sets my heart a-dance as the
music on the air,
Merry juggling of sleighbells in the cold
oh, those days of long ago.
When the winters frost and snow,
Held in close embrace the woodland vale
and pool;
Wrapped in robes and blankets warm
What cared we for wind and storm
When we gathered at the weekly singing
i schoo;!
oh, the o;S-ts-ne singing school, my heart
a-thouSht the faster
Beats at the mem'ry of those days Of
long ago;
1t keeps the very time of the dear old
singing master
Internationally I'm humming some tune
l used to know!
And in memory once more,
At the old red schoolhouse door
Tn waiting for we maid" of olden times
And L feel her fingers small
Lightly on my coat sleeve fall,
While our hearts are beating to the
sleighhells' chimes!
Oh, the dear old-fashioned girls have with
time grown calm and stately!
For sometimes meet them in the street
or store;
They nod their pretty heads, smiling at
me most sedately
With a flash of eye, or dimple, as of
yore.
And in gentle tones the while,
OF those days we talk and SMILE
When we all We're happy boys and girls
4 together!
And the happiest of our themes
Like the dearest of our dreams
Are the singing schools we went to all
together!
Oh, those days of long ago!
Oh, the boys / used to know!
oh, the girls who made life's sunshine
bright and fair!
When we've crossed the great
divide"
Passed on the other side.
We shall meet them. know them, greet
them, over there!
Leslie Griswold, in Los Angeles Times
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had no idea that he would die so
soon, and, in fact, neither had I.
Well, his troubles are over. But, do
pardon me, and do get the bed ready
for me, or shall go to sleep out
here"
She leaned back in my rocker, with
her eyes closed, her yellow bang
showing. Her hair, which was coarse
and curly, poked out beneath her veil.
j went into the room and opened
the closet-door. 1 took down the
sweet-smelling sheets and the pillow
cases. | removed the checked cover
from the spread and blankets and
then l went to the window, the pill
low between my teeth, the FELLOWSHIP
between my two hands. Don't you
think" 1 began. The rocker was
empty; there was no one there. I
put my head out of the window to
see where my new ledger had be-
taken herself to. There lay the
dress-suit case, and there stood the
wheel; then she had not vanished
just as l had become easy about
those baseball bills. AS looked, she
came round the corner of the house.
She yawned again as she saw me,
and said, II am trying to keep awake
until you get that everlasting room
ready. I have been taking survey
of the premises. You seem to be
pretty lonely out here"
ooh, mol" 1 said. "This is the high
road. Lawyer Jennison's house is
only half a mile farther on, and
Farmer Barker. you know, is just
little way back, not more than mile
or So
Getting crowded." said my new
boarder, with a laugh. and whose
is that large house that see way off
there on the hill? 1 suppose those
great iron gates that 1 passed are
the entrance? 1t seems fine place."
ooh, that's the Darlington place.
Don't you know about the Darling
tons?"
She turned and clutched the piazza
rail. II am so tired,' she said; and
really, saw that she had grown
pale under her coat of tan. 81 will
hurry" 1 said. $50 you haven't heard
about the clearinghouse" Country
people think that strangers must
know all about their magnates.
"The Darlingtons? How should I
know about the Darlingtons? What
should l know about the Darling
tons? 1 know nothing about any
one here; l come from another coun-
ty. All | know is"-she burst out
laughing and yawned again-"all I
know is that l must get to bed, or
l shall sink down on the piazza floor"
She flung herself into the rocker,
and 1 retreated from the window to
hasten the making of the bed. When
it was ready 1 called to her softly
from the open door, but she had
really fallen asleep, and so 1 left
her until l got fresh water and tow
els. Then l closed the window softly
and went to her side I rested my
hand lightly on her shoulder. 'sYour
room is ready" 1 said. She did not
awake at once, and l gave her gen.
tie shake. She sprang to her feet and
stood blinking at me, holding on to
the chair for support.
"Jim!" she said. Jim, is it you?"
Poor creature! My heart went out
to her. Thinking of that dead
brother. She had told me that he
was just IS when he went away.
Some people use that expression for
the more solemn word. death.
ITO Be Continued:]
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SECOND GENERATION OF THE
AMERICAN COLONY in PARIS

ARIS.-How we'll established
is the famous american
colony" here the recent mar
riage that gave to the
Counts d'Aramon the finan-
cial support th%ir ancient
house needed, and to fair
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explaining, and I thought that I
should retain my visitors respect
more fully if did not mention the
fact-"is quite an invalid"
"Does she never come downstairs 2"
inquired my prospective boarder.
"She never leaves her room," said
!. "The doctor promises now that
she may be able to get up by the last
of August, but hardly know"
ooh, that will be time enough for
my purpose" said the girl with a
short laugh. I'll mean that I
shall have accomplished what came
for, rest and change, in that time"
Perhaps you would like to look at
the room,' 1 said.
eyes," replied the young woman,
moving towards the hall door.
laid my dish-towel down in the
rocker, where had been seated, and
went into the house. 1 turned into
the first room on the right ssThis
is it, 1 said.
She entered and surveyed the
premises. The room was a corner
one with windows on the veranda-
two in front and two on the side
large, comfortable, old-fashioned
bedchamber. The great mahogany
bed, that had been my dear mothers.
stood ready for the next tired occu-
pant. 1t had only to be made up
with the sweet-smelling old sheets
that were laid away in the closet.
the pillow cases on top of them, with
sprigs of lavender between.
Its lovely room," said my
visitor. She opened the closet
doors-without asking if she might,
which 1 did not exactly like. 1t
shocked my old-fashioned notions.
for the room had not been taken bv
her yet.
what nice, deep closets! And
where does that door lead too" She
Indicated a door near the outer wall
on the side of the room.
'This room was once used for the
dining-room," said I, land those
stairs go down cellar, but we have
another small cellar, and with such
light housekeeping as mine, Il sighed
as | thought of dear Toms appetite
in the holidays, which was blessing,
even if I had to work hard to supply
it) we need no other, so this has been
abandoned"
81 couldn't have people coming in
to my room to go down cellar" said
she.
ooh, certainly not" 1 answered.
"If you take the room, it is yours, of
course. No one uses the cellar
now"
She opened the door and descend
ed the steps. 1 could not see what
she wanted in the cellar, but thought,
after all, it was natural that she
should wish to know what was I'M
derneath the place where she might
be going to sleep. "You needn't
come down." she called upward. l
could not hear her moving about; she
was quiet in all her motions. sAfter a
few moments she reappeared.
Zone of the windows is broken
she said, "but the hole is not large
enough for anyone to crawl through"
81 will have it mended,' said 1
meekly. l was sorry the moment 1
had said this. 1t showed her how
much l wished to rent the room.
"Well," she said, 81 don't know as
that is really necessary. There is a
good bolt on the door, suppose"
ssWhat doo1.2o said
"The door opening on those stone
steps leading up to the back yard
How closely she had observed every
thing!
81 hardly know" said I. 81 haven't
been down there in so long"
"Wait! I'll see," and before knew
what she intended, she had disap-
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ace, calls attention to the pretty
Comtesse de Castelsane, born Gould
christened Annie. Yet is she by NO
means at the head Of the American col
ony. Sharp as the descendants of Jay
Gould should be in business matter
the French title they acquired with the
fiery compile was none of the best.
What matter? Little Boni himself is
a lovable, boyish person, brave, buoy
ant, fond and proud of his comtesse
and of their beautiful children.
TWAS but such little time ago that a
daughter of New York and of states
man whom New York honors, came to
bear Il name that looms larger in the
history of France, that of the Talley-
rand Perigords. The great Talley-
rand--he whom Junot or some other
blunt marshal from the ranks called
"a shovelful Of 9th in silk stocking"
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What Worried Her.

Mrs. Meek-Of course am worried;
as dutiful wife l can't help feeling
so, for | am sure my husband is keep
ing something from me, and l shan't
be content until | know what it is.
Mrs. FrealS-My husband is keeping
something from me and | am wor-
RED because | know what it is.
Indeed! What is it?"
1T is money. '-Washington Times.
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NEWSPAPER LAWS.

Any person who takes the paper regularly from the
postoftce whether directed to his name or whether
he subscriber or not is responsible the pay
The courts have decided that refusing to take
newspapers and periodicals from the postofice, or
removing and leaving them uncailcd for Il priuad
5dcfe evidence of INTENTIONAL FRAUD.
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American proud title curiously
shows.
The bride was Miss Rita Bell; she is
the daughter of Mrs. Bell, widow of a
former United States minister to The
Hague. Since her husbands death
Mrs. Bell has made her home in Paris;
the girl was practically brought up
here. Mrs. Bell is sister of James
Gordon Bennett, the rich and eccen-
trio proprietor of the New York Her
aid, himself a resident of Paris for
more years than the span of the girls
life covers.
The bridegroom was the young
Comte Paul d'Aramon, son of Count
Jacques and of the elder countess, who
was, in her turn, New York girl,
Miss Fisher.
Thus the second generation of
Americans are marrying and giving
IN marriage. They are American in
name only. Their habits and their
Smyrna times., 1902-05-21
Nanny NIary.s Message.

In the course of her career, says a
writer in Current Literature, Nanny
Mary had met many distinguished per
sons, but her own Importance as nurse
for three generations in the family Of
General John B. Gordon of Georgia
kept her from being overwhelmed oy
the honor. =
When Mrs. Cleveland, during the sec
Snd term of her husbands presidency,
tosto ne GordcHs at the governor s
80 49, oonstAtlanta. she expressed a
ot Tue gam a genuine old negro man.
N.Y. So the carriage was hitched up.
and Nanny Mary was sent for at
Sutherland. the Gordon country place,
which she preferred to the noise and
excitement of official life When the
cOachman drew up, he found her smok-
ing her evening pipe. Not a step would
she stir.
"She done say" said the unsuccessful
envoy on his return to town, dat she
don want to see no presidents; she
done see 'nOugh presidents"
Mrs. Cleveland laughed heartily when
she heard this. Then she proposed to
90 to the mountain, since MOhammed
refused to bulge, and the next day she
drove out to Sutherland
Il am surprised, Nanny Mary" said
Mrs. Gordon before introducing the dis
tinguished guest, that you sent such
a message. You have never been i'm
polite before"
"An' dat nigger done tel! what l say
Well, he never did have no sense an
no mammals! COse 'spected he'd say
Ize sorry Ize indsposed"'
Smyrna times., 1902-05-21
Do Your Feet Ache

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