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The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13

Walked away against drizzling rain.
game. The rain had let up. Every
body was there. The grand stand
was jammed. The bleachers groaned.
The entire field was shut in by black
parentheses of humanity.
The visitors began to score briskly
in the first inning. They made four
runs in succession, with out a man
out. At the end of the fifth inning
the score stood six to two in favor
of the champions.
Then it was that an eager face was
upturned to E. Wilbert Marsh from
the tier of seats below. Three to
one that the Chicagos win!''
"I'll take you," replied Marsh, with
fierce, desperate thrill of pride and
confidence in the home team. They
would win yet! Anyway, it would be
cowardly to go back on them in their
extremity. He would try to turn
their luck by betting beyond his usual
figure. LET it be X's!" he exclaimed.
"All right" responded the eager
voice below.
The Chicagos won.
"Ill trouble you for that x" said
the young man sitting at Marsh's feet,
as the bleachers rose with a howl, at
the completion of the last inning. The
champion of the home team be.
gan to search in his pockets in a
dazed way. He finally gathered to-
gether handful of coins and two
bills. "I'm stuck at $475," he said
ruefully. Didn't suppose I was so
short. Ought not to have bet. But
say" He looked desperately at the
resplendent overcoat lying across his
arm. you'll take this coat in pledge,
won't you? I'll meet you here to-mor.
row afternoon-right here on the
bleachers-with the cash to redeem
| it." =:
The other young man .>hesitated,
Then he took the garment which E.
| v7ilbert Marsh tragically handed to
him, and disappeared in the crowd
A few hours later, the temporary
owner of the new overcoat pulled a
letter out of pocket Of the garment,
and stared at the envelope with
startled and flashing eyes. I'D know
ther writing anywhere!" he muttered.
"And addressed to my rival, Sam Me
baum. Confound It! I'll open it,"
He impetuously tore open the en-
vetope and read: .@Ez
s. Dearest Sam What ., shame that
your invitation to the theater, to
night, came just after had accepted
as dernier ressort. one fro1A that
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13
The Blue Carpet.
BY FANNY BURLING.

copyright. 1902, by Daily Story Pub. Coz
The last amen fOated out from the
vestry over the kneeling people
bowed forward like field of wheat
before the wind. Upon the high altar
the acolyte was smothering out the
tall candles and to the rumble of the
organ the congregation-that is. all
but the Ladies' Aid-pulsed decorous-
" down the crowded aisles to the
day-lighted doorway.
But the Ladies' Aid poured itself
into the vestry, as green and gold
snake pours itself into its hole, and,
no longer awed by the sacredness of
the sanctuary, demanded in a chorus
of arpeggios and every tone of the
scale, Where is the carpet?"
The carpet?" echoed the abstract
ed rector, his spirit still uplifted from
his strenuous exhortation to his peo-
pie to be good, to live the higher life,
the carpet?'
Yes, yes, the carpet! Our car
pet! 1t was here last night" sang
the chorus inharmoniously.
Their rectOr's thoughts slowly set
tied to earth. "The new blue carpet!
The workmen finished putting it
down at six o'clock yesterday! Who
moved all those heavy pews, and took
it up again before morning! Who
took up the carpet?" rolled forth the
chorus antiphonal and feminine.
The beautiful blue carpet which
had been sewed for and sung for, and
cooked for in Ladies' Aid meetings
and musicales and rummage sales and
fairs all winter long, their beautiful
blue carpet, which had been finally
selected and paid for, amid much ar
gument, and at last had been laid
upon the church floor with the care
full supervision of the entire Ladies'
Aid in conclave assembled only the
day before; their beautiful blue car
pet had been spirited away in the
night
That sunshiny Sabbath morning
they had entered the house of wor-
ship, not one missing, to tread, not
upon soft, blue brilliance, but upon
noisy bare floor. The Ladies' Aid of
the Church of the Redeemer rubbed
it's eyes and surreptitiously pinched
itself, while the solemn service flowed
on.
Thou shalt not steal," declared DR..
Harrington, and softly the choir re.
sponded, Have mercy upon US and
incline our hearts to keep this law
"Who could have stolen their beauti.
full blue carpet, chanted the Ladies'
Aid mentally, "and grant that this
day we fall into no sin," murmured
the people, "but that all our doings
being ordered by thy goyernance-''
where was their carpet? Verify the
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13
NUMBER l6.

o6ious Fred Crombie, who has been
prosecuting me with attertions of
late! l should rot have accepted his
invitation, anyway, if l had not been
just dying to hear that particular
play. And. then came your welcome
but tantalizing note. What q con-
tretemps! But, Sam, I will go with
you, and will tell you how we will
outwit Fred and give him the slip.
Do you be at, or near, the head of the
stairway at the Brooklyn entrance of
the bridge at 7:30 sharp, tonight I
will drop my fan over the stairway,
as Fred and are going up. He will,
of course, run back to get it. l will
then seem to be pushed upward by
the crowd. Meet me at the head of
the stairs. Then, adieu, Mr.. Fred.
Lovingly yours,
OLLIE.
Mr.. Fred Crombie did indeed run
dutifully back for the fan that even
ing when Miss Ollie dropped it from
the bridge stairs. But instead of re-
turning, he buttoned his coat, raised
his umbrella against the drizzling
rain which had begun to fall, and
walked away to a street car. OF
course, Miss Ollie found &c dearest
Sam awaiting her at the head of the
stairs, since he had never received
her letter. She rushed fran1ically
about, got into jam, had her opera
hat crushed out of shape, her purse
stolen, and the better part of her
indignant wind squeezed into gasping
protests. Finally, she got free, but
having neither umbrella nor money,
had to walk home unsheltered from
the rain. She arrived in a drenched,
disgusted and hysterical condition,
and sneaked up to her room like
truant child.
Next day, E. Wilbert Marsh pre-
sented himself at the bleachers, as +,
had agreed, with the ransona money
for the overcoat After the game he
found precisely the same sum in the
pocket of that garment, together
with six of the choicest fifty-cent
| cigars ever swaddled in tin-foil No
| wonder he thought the world must be
| growing better! He had totally for
| gotten that he did not mail a certain
letter that was handed to him by a.
young lady. He will never think of
| it again, for the evidence necessary
to recall the matter to the masculine
| mind had, in his case, entirely disap.
| peared.
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13
A Unique Procession.

A correspondent of the London
Graphic writes: "The Church of the
Madonna del Rosario at Vale di Pom
pe1i, or, as it is. called, the Madonna di
Pompeii, is the best known shrine of
the Madonna in the south of Italy, on
account of ~the wonderful miracles
which are supposed to be performed
there. People from all parts, far and
near, come <on~ pilgrimage from the
far distant mountains, and even from
Sardinia. Some most wonderful cos
tunes are seen il and about the
church: The contadini come on foot,
or in carts often drawn by white oxen,
singing and playing on musical instru-
ments, tambourines, pipes, etc. Often
IN a case of illness, girls with their
Lair down and barefooted go in pro
cession to the church to intercede with
the Madonna for tho Sic person
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13
CHINESE AND HIS PEN.
Little Anecdote that Shows ,Dcftness
of the Oriental.

IL
of the Oriental.
A/certa1n newspaper man, who was
induced to ''try' a stylogra phic pen,
got it out of order by reckless treat
ment, and took it to pen-shop for
repair The man there soon showed
him that there was nothing serious the
matter with it, the only trouble being
that he had neglected to do some little
thing in using it. Then he began to
take the pen apart for the newspaper
mans anstruction, so that: he might
see how very simple a thing it is.
"Simple!" cried the indignant owner
OF the instrument, lit is as complicat-
ed as Chinese puzzle! I don't won
der that l can't make it go when
l want it to-"
The penman laughed.
You remind me-" he said, that
= there is a Chinese in this town who
used stylographic regularly. He came
mere to buy one several months ago,
and When showed it to him he began
to take it all apart. I hurried]y
stopped him, supposing that he would
DO it an injury, but he at once put
down the value Of the pen, saying
that it was his. and then continued
his dissection of it. l give you my
word that he handled that pen more
deftly than the man who made it,
and in five minutes he had it put to-
gether again, so that it worked better
than it did at first Those fellows
beat the world at understanding little
details. Now, an Irishman or an
Americana beg your pardon-couid
never have done that; and, rene n
Der, it was the first pen of the kid
the Chinese ever saw."-Philadelpl ia
Record.
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13

ME was SO happy over it, sir. s..
tackled it all down to-day" added the
janitor, almost enthusiastically. +
where is the rest of it?'' pursue
Mrs. Frances Almeron Warren.
In the basement" the CLEAN Of
sunshine vanishing from his face as
if lamp had been suddenly blown
out.
There was a futter among the La.
dies Aid.
do you know, Mr.. Brown, that you
have committed crime and can be
sent to the penitentiary?" demanded
Mr.. Warren severely.
The young fellows sallow skin
paled greenish-white.
= "The pen; oh, sir, don't send me o
the pen! What could Annie do with.
out me?" His gaze besought the sec.
retary
Thou shalt not steal," said the
president of the Ladies' Aid, impres.
sively.
A sweet spring wind from the blue
Ouirrh mountains against the blue1
Utah sky waved the gay plumage
of the Ladies' Aid, and a
murmur stirred among them.
Ladies'" interposed the rector, iii
Mr.. Brown replaces the carpet at
once upon the floor, just as it was
can we not forgive him this time?"
The Ladies' Aid tinkled and flutter.
ed and nodded like a summer garden
| full of birds.
Come into my study, my son,
competed the rector, and he and the
| janitor passed out.
Whereupon the chorus and arpeg
| gios of musical voices, fearful, pity
| ing, excited, resentful, thankful, i'm
mediately resumed in the only way
to resume.
Ladies'" suggested the subdued
president, finally, there is the old
red vestry carpet-couldn't we give
! her that?'
On the following Lords Day the
red vestry carpet covered the floor
of the adobe house on Seventh West
rejoicing to the uttermost the heart
of the janitor's wife, while the feel
of the Ladies' Aid sank into the blue
softness of the carpet for which sc
much had been sacrificed.
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13
The Ransom Of an 0Vercoat.
BY JAMES BUCHANAN

Copyright. 1902, by Daily Story Pub. Co..
Mr.. E. Wlbert Marsh sailed forth
one morning, with a brand new light
oVercoat thrown jauntily over his left
arm. About half way between his
lodging house and the station where
he was wont to climb up to that
abominable inconvenience, the ''ele-
vated," he observed young lady
dart down the front steps of one Of
the most imposing and least faxed
OF the veneered brown-fronts. She
carried letter in her hand. On her
head was nothing but great glo-
rious mass of piled-up saffron hair.
She was stril4ingly pretty and strik-
fngly conscious of the fact, if one
might judge from her makeup and
manner. It was evident that she vas
bound for the nearest letter-box.
Hardly, however had the little kid
slippers of this pleasing damsel trip
ped along the pavement dozen
yards when, with the exasperating un-
expectedness which nature sometimes
displays in her most perverse moods,
it began to rain. The attractive fig
ure stopped short, wavered a mo.
ment and then turned back-----just in
time to meet young Marsh, struggling
to raise his umbrella over his $25
overcoat.
With a silvery laugh and, apparent.
ly the most perfect Inconsistencies
of any improperly in thus accosting
a stranger, the girl exclaimed:
'How student"
E. Wilbert Marsh smiled, and rails.
ed his hat with gratified blush.
Would you have the kindness to
drop my letter in the first box you
pass?" asked the girl, putting the
little square missive into the young
mans hand, and gathering her skirts
preparatory to fight. { The next in
slant she fed, rustling and laughing
back to the shelter Of the brown stone
front, and E. Wilbert Marsh found
himself saying with plessure!" to
| the empty air. The young lady look
| ed back as she was vanishing and
nodded. 81 wo-der if she would rec
ognize me, if she met me again.
unused Marsh. Then he walked brisk
| ly on.
The rattle of an approaching train
fell on his ear. He had just time tc
reach the station and catch it. There
would not be another train for five
minutes, and it happened that he was
somewhat late that morning. With ar
inward VOW that he would mail the
young lady's letter Immediately or
leaving the car, he made wild dasi
for the stairway and rushed upon the
platform of the nearest car just az
the guard was closing the gate. The1
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13
DO IT YOURSELF, NY BOY!
Wise Words for Younger Generation
to Ponder Over.

Wise Words for Younger Generation
to Ponder Over.
Why do you ask the teacher or some
classmate to solve that hard problem?
Do it yourself. You might as well5let
some one else eat your dinner as, 'do
Your sums for you.
1t is in studying as in eating; he
that does it gets the benefit, not he
that sees it DONE In almost any
school l would give more for what
the teacher learns than for what the
best pupil learns, simply because the
teacher is compelled TO solve all the
hard problems and answer the diff
cult questions for the lazy boys.
Do not ask the teacher to parse all
the difficult words, or to assist you in
the performance of any of your duties.
DO it yourself. Do not ask for even
a hint from anybody. Try again.
Every trial increases your ability,
and you will finally succeed by dint
OF the very wisdom and strength
gained in this effort, even if at first
the problem is far beyond your skill.
1t is the study and not the answer
that really rewards your pains.
Look at that boy who has succeeded
after six hours, perhaps of hard study.
How his eye is lit up with a proud
JOY as he marches to his class!
He recites like a conqueror. and
we'll he may. His poor, weak school.
mate, who gave up that same problem
after the first faint trial, now looks
upon him with something of wonder,
as a superior The problem lies there
"a great gulf between those BOYS
who stood, yesterday, side by side.
They will never stand together as
equals again.
The boy that did it for himself has
taken a stride upward, and what is
better still, gained strength for great
er ones The boy who waited to see
others do it has lost both strength
and courage. and is already looking
for. some excuse to give up both school
and study forever.
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13

WheelbarrOW in the soft ground be-
hind the church-though it might be
bicycle.
Here the husband of Mrs. Frances
Almeron Warren brought in Brown,
the janito~, who was delivered to the
president of the ladies' Aid. ne
was young, with a suggested air of
good breeding about his small, VEIN
Gus hands, hopeless eyes and sensi-
tive lips under the dropping, soft
mustache. Life had defeated him in
the rather uncertain fight he had put
up. Mrs. Frances A. Warren's hus.
band took charge of the case.
''The carpet, Mr.. Brown, was on
the floor, as you are aware, at six
o'clock last night. This morning it is
gone. You are responsible for the
care of the building. Did you see any
light here last night?"
Yes, SIR
do you know who was here?"
''No one, sir, ,>ut me-
what time did you leave here last
night?"
1T was pretty late-after mid
night"
WAS the carpet here them" The
Ladies' Aid held it's breath.
f. The janitor did not answer. Mr..
Warren repeated the inquiry.
mo, sir hesitated the janitor, his
eyes sticking to the floor
The Ladies' Aid remembered to
breathe, while the president had to
grip her hands hard to keep from
taking the case from her husband.
See here, Mr.. Brown" continued
the prosecution, you'd better tell the
whole truth. What have you done
viii the carpet?"
Brown raised his long lashes and
looked helplessly into the blue, brown,
black and gray orbs of the Ladies'
Aid. His glances clung to the tear
splashed face of the secretary.
my wife wanted one so, ma'am,"
he murmured to the secretary.
WANTED what?" cut in the crisp
toner of the president
"A carpet, ma'am," his regard still
anchored in the fearful sympathetic
secretary. "She hasn't any carpet.
She used to have them at home be-
fore she was married. She wanted it,
ma'am, and 80 took it home to her,
ma'am. She don't have much now
The silence throbbed. = The secre.
tary wiped her eyes and DR.. Her.
rington went over and laid his
benevolent hand upon the young fel.
lows shoulder. .<t>s 4
did you take all that carpet up
last night, Mr.. Brown?" resumed Mr..
Warren. :. "a &...sa
"Yes, sir" gulped the prisoner.
And took it all home on q wheel.
barrow ?'' @.s *. &, 8 . q
"oh. no, sir! just part OF it. An.
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13

ed like unto Solomon's even in his
glory, she demanded the clergy, the
deacons, and the janitor. Thus it is
that Woman, however independent
calls upon man in times of real stress
and danger.
The clergy placed himself at her
disposal, likewise the deacons.
Under rigid cross-examination the
Senior Deacon did remember that
coming home late the night before
he had seen a light in the sacred edi.
flee. The Junior Deacon, who had
gone out to spy out the land, returned
with the discovery of tracks of a
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13
Her Sad Fate


She once was the queen of her fash
ion-crazed set, the fairest Young
quail in the covey,
A picture of beauty and eye-dazz7ine
style, with eyes most expressivelv
dovey. =. -. ~.
Her walk was sweet revelation of
grace, a soft, dreamy poem of
motion, -"
Her form undulating in willowy
curves as smooth as the sweus of
the ocean. Ill +. + +, s.. !.
Her hand at the terpsichorean blow
outs was sought by the masters Of
dancing. E,...4.= >..5": >>a..$55":> 2 -.
Her cling in the dreamy embrace Of
the walls they said was Just sim
ply enhancing. s. ..=a = s..tEs..@. s
But now In seclusion she Wrest1es
with pain, truly disconsolate
daughter, =s 81 i S@5s "a Ss .sz.: =55..:..
Her beautiful suburbs in bandapes
swathed. The ping I pong ankle
has got 'er! s5. #ez 81 49,. .z Is
~ Denver Post.
A wise man never takes pennv
for his thoughts. -. Is
A man who is q good fellow anon.
men generally IS questionable IL his.
.dealinxs with women. -:
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13
Good for Her.

The Living Church quotes this from
q Connecticut woman's diary, dated
1870: We had roast pork for dinner.
and Or. s.. who carved. held up a
rib on his fork. and said: Here. la
dies. is what Mother Eve was made
Of Yes, said Sister Patty, and It'll
from very much the same kind az
critter. g - -
The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-13

he slipped the letter into his. over
coat pocket, and straightway did what
all men do. under such circumstances
forgot It. III i. .=4 > :.*S@s >ss.@ ~ 5s.=
Presently another young man left
his seat, came up the aisle, and stood
smiling down upon Marsh. Going to
the ball game, this Afternoon? :" he
asked. ss s:s, 5s.SS =.ss. =.s= :.= .E 81 . 81
Why, hello! replied Marsh. recog-
mixing chum IN whose company he
tad atoretims done his part toward
loarssly eulokizing the national
The St. Louis Republic., 1902-10-05
TO READ BIBLE In ONE YEAR.

WRrT--gIcc FOR TIE SUNDAY REPUBLIC.
Northboro. Mass. oct. IA plan by which
the Rth, can BE- read from beginning 20
end with ease within a year. a calendar for
busy IiiLIe readers. has been aborlouSly
planned by the Reverend E. A Goddard. a
retired minister OF this town, who has had
this novel work copyrighted
Air. Goddard has divided the Bible In as
nearly possible equal sections as the gen
eral plan OF the book will permit
But he has bad no regard for weather and
season conditions and IN his subdivisions
takes Il for granted that the Bible student
is as willing to read numerous chapters
during July, August and September as he Is
during the cooler months. when there IL less
inclination 10 get out into the open air TO
seek amusement.
Mr.. Goddard suggests In his calendar that
IN the shortest month OF the year. Febru-
airy. ninety chapters OF scripture be read.
In the thirty-day months nlnety-eisht
chapters. and In the thirty-one day months
l0i chapters In that the way the whole
LIS chapters OF the Bible can be read In
twelve months.
But his plan does not stop here. he m
dicates in the calendar how many chapters
should be read on certain days. and nov.
many on other DAYS, and maps out Tor each
month the books OF the Old and New les
taments which should be read; ..
The minister dOeS not counsel = ~, vf.ltS
here and there books that suit nis pan
and tend TO keep Up the interest For M
stance the calendar counsels that Genesis.
Exodus, Ruth. Lamentations and AasSAl'
The St. Louis Republic., 1902-10-05
Tolstoi's Latest WORK.

Count Leo Tols,oi. the famous Russian
writer. promised few months ago TO write
a concluding chapter for a story. the preced-
ing chapters OF which had been written by
y. J. Kostamarow. and he completed the
work a day or two before he was seized
with illness. He wrote nothing during this
day OF two. and hence this chapter is his
latest work For this reason. exceptional
interest attaches TO il. and though Il only
appeared after the author became IN 81 has
already been translated into several Euro
pean languages.
That under any Circumstances II was
worthy OF this honor Is generally admitted
Indeed. Russian and German critics claim
that Tolstoi has seldom. II ever. written a
more vigorous work
The plot OF the story as told by kosta-
marrow. can be given in n few words.
In the village OF Mandrtka lives wealthy
farmer named spak. and Troehin. his farm
hand. Is In love with his daughter. Rlassa-
They decide 10 marry, bat Spak refuses 20
give his daughter 10 man without any
money. and poor Troehim. IN oespai, .
about to drown himself when he meets q
shrewd fellow named Pridbalka' VINO teils