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The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31
The River Jordan.

The Jordan. during its course. falls
over i.2O0 feet At no point In II navi-
gable. even by n small craft, To any
considerable distance, and u presents
tho unique spectacle Of a river which
has never been navigated fiswipg into
the ssa which contnins not one living
creature.
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31

Il is said that when NJ. Nisard. the
French ambassador. was received IN
solemn audience by the pope recently.
the beautiful clock preserted by the
kaiser was covered with q veil. the Vat
lean fessing that the sight OF Y might
call IT, " Of the ambassador the haul
OF cl0, Hade by the Prussians y Paris
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31
Particulars Of the Crime.

80 Bilgus has cut you ont. has hsSS
asked the sympathetic friend.
yes, blank him!" exclaimed the DE-
consoiate lover. II wish could klj)
him. but he's too big for me. 0on1
dare 10 go nj him with my bar9 0gE4
Take one os your sighs. !" od1uu1oo1
the sympathetic friend
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31

London IL considered crowded city.
yet only o. per cent. Of It's Inhabitants
occupy One-room tenements. whereas IN
Bombay II Ia 80 per cent.
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31

The London Chronicle reports that J.
J. Hill has bought the China Mutual
Steam Navigation company. which
owns 13 large steamers trading between
Liverpool and the Orient.
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31

Richard Mansfield, tho actor. prom
ises for next year the eTeateet revival
OF Shakespearsau drama that bs1 teen
nrnuented since the days Of B0oe4 on4
Barrett. His repertoire WI inelU6o ~
u the ereat tragedies. y
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31
A chimney II feet high will sway 10
inches In high wind without danger.

Dispatches ffom Martinique
about $4,000 miles To the hewspaps
the United States. golng 10 Dutc
French Guiana. Brasil, Cape We're
Mnderia islands. Portugal the Azores
and 10 New York.
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31

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The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31

1T looks very pr<sty. (" ~ - es
Miss Blugore. who ~ sn1pS1nH 49,
u certainly isn't ~ 3 & :.
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The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31

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The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1902-07-31

One on the Author.
A good story related by a well-knowr
publisher. Is being told on the author
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-01-04
Silver Catechism Is One That Few
Women Kn0w Well

Silver Catechism Is One That Few
Women Know Well.
1t is a wise woman in these days who
knows her forks and spoons. With the
individual pieces she would pass muster,
but there are nine chances out of ten
that she could not say her silver cat
echism correctly if asked to call off a list
of the pieces of silver made for the sery
ice of the different articles of food to De
found on the ordinary family table. This
is not to her discredit, for the originators
of novelties in silver will confess that
without a tag they are not at all sure
to put the right name to the right article
every time.
A wealthy New York bachelor noted
dinner giver, living at one of the large
hotels, is famous for the fineness of the
linen on his table, the beauty Of his
china and silver, and the absolute appro-
priativeness of every article. His friends
never tire of telling how, upon the occa-
sion of one Of his dinners, finding that
the asparagus to be served was excep-
tionally fine, in large and heavy stalks,
he hurried down town to the silversm1th's
for a heavy set of individual asparagus
tongs, those used on previous occasions
being too light to look well with this
fine large vegetable.
Pretty little pieces of silver are the
sandwich tongs, with one broad fiat end
and one fiat claw Silver sugar nippers
for crushing loaf sugar are pretty and
practical An ice s~oon has perforated
. bowl, or there are ice spoons with two
perforated spoon-shaped ends or one
spoon and-one claw end.
Chests of silver are used at the present
time more than ever before. The chests
are attractive in themselves, made IN
mahogany, maple and oak, lshed with
brass on the outside. The most popular
chest is the compact as opposed to the
display chest. In the latter the same
amount of silver occupies twice Tie space.
The compact chest takes up less room in
the house, and is more convenient for
putting into safe deposit. The silver
is arranged in the bottom and two trays,
each compartment having the name Of
the piece of silver which belongs IN II
printed in gold upon the velvet.
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-01-04

etbook for the reason that there wouldn't
be even q finger available for extricat-
ing it when the conductor shouted
fares"
All this story of heroism is familiar to
every woman. She has lived it many
times. Small wonder that when the
chatelaine bag did arrive she Just literally
empt1ed her possessions into it, Ask any
feminine friend to open her bag 70 your
observation, and you'll readily believe
that. 1t holds everything from pair
OF manicure scissors to hairpin and
latch key.
The reckless abandon with which she
entrusts yaluables to so hazardous a re-
ceptacle appals masculine intelligence,
But she smilingly dares it all the same.
And the astonishing part of the situation
IS that there are so few Of the chate-
LANES lost or stolen. 1t is a mans favor
tie homily read to his women folk.
When he wishes to sidetrack the CONVEX
sation from his cigars and late hours.
etc., this about their utter carelessness in
wearing that bag where any thief can
snatch it,
But for all such talk no woman ever
heard of any "thief's snatching it,
mat bag, the dearest of her earthly nos
sessions. has developed within her a spe-
clal sort of inner consciousness ever on
the alert to guard it against depreciation.
And it's joy that a woman dwells on
IN her waking moments and dreams Of at
night.
With such place to stow away so
many belongings her carrying capacity
mas been increased hundredfold
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-01-04
PERSONAL.

Miss Grace Saunders, Of Cleveland is
the guest OF Mrs. E. N. Saunders, of
Summit avenue for a few weeks.
Mrs. /. H. Harger, Of the Buckingham,
where she has been spending the past
two weeks.
Harry Robbins who has been spending
the holidays with his parents, Mr.. and
Mrs. d. M. Robbins. Summit avenue, re-
turns next week to Yale.
Mrs. Brunes, of Dawson, Mimi, is the
guest of Mrs. George Gottschmer, Arun-
del street.
Mr.. and Mrs j. B. Meagher and Miss
Kelly, of the Aberdeen, will leave next
week for the East.
Mrs. Fl. B. Carroll Holly avenue. has
returned from Chicago.
Mr.. and Mrs. Oliver Dalrymple have
returned from Duluth.
Mrs w. S. Thorn, Arundel street, is
visiting in Chicago.
Mrs. Buell., Summit avenue, has gone
to CharlestoWn, N. c.
Mr.. and Mrs. Eugene Burt have re-
turned from New York
Mrs. D. r. Moves ard Winthrop G.
Moves, Summit avenue have gone to
Lenox, Mass.
Miss Goldman, the guest of Miss Miller.
Summit avenue, has returned from Red
Wing.
Miss Carroll, Marshall avenue, has gone
TO Des Moines, Iowa.
Miss Metcalf, of Duluth, is the guest of
Mrs. c. A. Travis, Laurel avenue
Miss Belle Pitts, Dayton avenue, will
leave the latter part of this month for the
South
Mr.. and Mrs. George Gottschamcr, Day
ton avenue, have removed to the NenniI-
worth.
Mrs. Andrew Cattanach, Iglehart. street,
is visiting in Menomonie Wis.
Miss Lillian and Mabel St. Aubin Cap
itol boulevard, will return next week
from Chicago.
Miss Ethel Wallace, of the Virginia,
has returned from Canada.
Misses Van Duzer, of the Genesee, gave
a progressive euchre party this after
noon.
Miss Elsie Nicols and Mrs. Wilson,
Nelson avenue, will leave about the mid
die of the month for California. Mr.. and
Mrs. Ross Nicols will leave about Feb. 1.
Mrs. G. K. Hairland, of Evanston, Ill.,,
is visiting her sister, Mrs. V. j. Roths-
child, Fairmont avenue.
Mr.. and Mrs. A. L. 10y, IT'S Wabasha
street, have returned from Pennsylvania.
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-01-04
USES OF CHATELA1NE BAG.


The chatelaine bag which now bangles
from the belt of every woman isn't the
simple ornamental accessory that 1t
seems to be. It's the most useful adj
junct in a woman's wardrobe since the
dressmakers took her pocket from her.
When it appeared on the counters OF
the department stores femininity en- masse
appropriated it, and the manufacturers
awoke the next morning to find the thing
which they had brought out chiefly as a
toy, had become fashionable.
Every woman has gripped the chate-
laine bag with determination never to
let it go. 1t has come to stay as surely
as the shirt waist did, and all the world
of women is wondering how it ever got
along without it.
No mere man can appreciate the situa-
ton. The advent of the chatelaine bag
was equal to the creation of a new set
of limbs. Women wouldn't have been any
more thankful is wings had suddenly
grown out on their shoulders.
Just as the coming Of the short skirt
kicked off the tran1mels that bound them
for generations to trailing dresses and
gave them the use of their feet and legs,
SO the chatelaine has liberated a woman S
hands.
For now she has place to put things,
and she puts them there with a glad
abandon that fills the bag to bursting. A
man blessed with a whole suite of peck
cts can't comprehend the joy which the
acquisition of one small receptacle af-
fords. For he has never tramped around
in the rain on a shopping tour holding on
to an umbrella and a dress skirt, a roll
Of silk that's got to be matched, millin-
ers box with new hat in it, pound
Of candy Tor the children at home, and a
few other little extras picked up in an
afternoon, besides a handkerchief, a pock-
etbook and street car transfer, the
latter not being put inside the peck
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-01-04

was, and l Won t-so help me God, T
won't. I'll stay right here in this God.
forsaken country and turn into a dog-eat-
ing Indian before /" write to her /
hate her-God! how I hate her!-and I
never want to see her again-neverr'
He gritted his teeth and cInched his
fists in rage, and his slow pacing in
creased to savage stride and suddenly
ne took his hat from a peg and dashed
out into the night!
lie cared not whittier he went Aim
lessly he walked on, across the level.
dusty plain. Above him, the stars shone
p1tylngly, and around him the night hung
its ebony curtains.
When the two red-eyed engines came
together on the curve, awful was the
crash. For miles around the impact
shook the earth like the rumblng Of
a volcano, and the cattlemen, awakened,
dashed out of their cabins into the night
their nerves tingling with nameless fear
over where the mesquite bushes grew
the thickest and the shimmering rails
stretched east and west across the sand,
red-tongued flames leaped up and licked
the dome of heaven. And above the roar
OF fire and of steam, the groans and cries
Of human beings crushed and mangled,
arose upon the desert air.
Coyotes, dashing from their hiding
places, paused a moment in wonder, and
with paws uplifted gazed at the awful
scene, then turned and ran, affrighted,
into the depths of the friendly shadows
Rabbits scurried from the sage brush,
their long ears laAd low upon their backs,
their bodies quivering with their haste,
their eyes shining with the fear that
seized them.
And the flames Of the burning coaches
cracked and roared in mad delight, the
steam of the shattered engines Kissed in
hate, and men, women and children, on
whose faces but a moment before smiles
Of happiness had cleaned now twisted
and writhed beneath the heavy timbers,
or lay with startled, hopeless faces, re-
fiecting the scarlet of the flames and
watched with agony in their hearts and
prayers upon their lips the approach OF
the remorseless, ed-tongued messenger
of death.
The few who had escaped unin1ured
or with minor bruises the first awful
impact huddled together on the prairie
like frightened sheep, their faces pale,
emotionless, stricken with the blightng
daze of helpless horror.
Like phantoms. through the darkness,
came the hurrying forms Of the plains
men-on foot, on horse, from their cab
ms, came these powerful, fearless, COM
passionate fellows.
And they fought the fire with strong
arms and determined hearts. Beneath
their axes glistening edges timbers
snapped in two like twigs, and their
rough, brown hands dragged men and
matrons and maidens from the wreck,
nor paused for thanks or praise.
Swiftly, surely swept the fire onward;
sharper, heavier faster fell the strokes
Of axes, glistening in the light. But at
last the heat became so fierce, so in
tense, that even the bravest was driven
back. and forced to listen, helpless ana
aghast, to the pleadings and the groans
or those they could not help.
And so they huddled on the sands, the
rescued and the rescuers, weeping, sob
binG, praying, pitying, but-helplesR.
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-01-04
= Out of The le)reck. =
BY EDGAR WELToN COOLEY.

Copyright, 1901, by Daily Story Pub. CO.
Valentine leaned back in his chair
showed his hands into his trousers peck
cts and contemplated, with a suddenly
awakened SaVageness, the unfinished let
ter before him.
Again and again he read the. carefully
written lines, the frown on his face deep
ening with each perusal. One sentence
particularly displeased him.
Looking back VIII. a Judgment So
oered by the intervening three years, =
this sentence ran, II realize that my
1mpetuosity misconstrued your display of
just indignation at my unfounded charge
OF duplicity, and that my temper, always
too hasty, forced by lying lips to utter
those foolish and heartless words of
farewell-words l would give my soul al
most to recall
For the twentieth time Valentine read
that sentence over. Then he drew the
point of his stubby pencil through the
words and jumped to his feet. For many
moments he paced the floor of his cabin,
his eyes cast down, his lips compressed,
his hands in his pockets.
And finally he paused at the table and
again read the letter slowly carefully.
Then he laid his broad brown hand upon
the sheet, and hesitated, looking out the
door at the gathering dusk and thinking,
thinking, thinking.
Suddenly his hand closed angrily upon
the paper, crumpling. crushing it be-
tween his fingers. Silently he scowled
at the wall, the letter clutched in his
tightly closed fist steely glitter in his
cold, gray eyes. Then the paper dropped
to the floor, and, walking to the door,
the man gazed meditatively across the
plain.
long time he stood thus, while the
darkness deepened and one by one the
stars in the cloudless sky and the lamps
in the lonely cabins on the prairie We're
lighted
And after while he CROPPED his way
back into his cabin until he came to the
table. Then he struck match and
searched upon the floor until he found
the letter he had written. Picking it up
by corner, he touched the burning
match to it and held it between his fin
gers until the fame almost licked his
hand; then he dropped it and watched
it burn-watched it until it was all con-
sumed
Never" he cried aloud, again pacing
the cabin floor. mo, by HI! I'll never
write her. III die right here before Iii
let her hear from me again. III die and
rot-rot like dead coyote In a gulcf.
What if it is lonely here in this id
country; what if I do go loco-who in
HI cares? She? Hal ha! Why she
she'd laugh if she knew l. was as crazy
as a-thirst-maddened bronco-she'd laugh
and shake her yellow curls and go dan
cling away with some of those Rock Lick
fellows.
II loved her-God knows / loved her.
Who would't love her? Who doesn't
love the sunshine and. the blue sky and
the wild birds? Everybody loves those
things and she is all of them together.
Nina is-all Of them; the sunshine and
the blue sky and the wild birds. But
she's a fiirt, and-and-d-n heri
Write to her? write to her? Hal
ha! No! No, I say. I'll go out there
on the prairie and let the id coyotes
gnaw at my worthless old carcass before
I'll write to her. / told her when / left
that I would never let her know where
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-01-04
The Globes Daily Short Story

And above the flames wild cosr, abovo
the groaning of the dying, woman's
piercing cry rang out upon the night. a
GOD! Save me; oh, some one save
metz
Above the heads of those who huddled
, round about and through the darkness.
over the sage bush and the cactus, the
cry sped on its way unil at last iEf
Tell into the ears of one who lay prone
upon the sand-one who had lain for.
hours, a pain within his heart, his mind
oblivious to all surroundings
He raised his head and listened and
IN his eyes the vacant stare gave place
to the light of reason.
Again the voice came to him: "Godl
Save me; some one save meT'
He sprang to his feet and, with cry
OF Nina! Nina"' he sped like a coyote
towards the red glare that seemed beck
on1ng to him through the darkness
With the woman's name still upon his
lips, he sprang into the midst of those
huddled upon the sand ana Selling an
ak, leaped desperately into the burning
wreck.
Fiercely rose and fell his ak; the
flames Tapped his feet, and cim-lng up
and up. fed hungrily upon his garments
and his eyebrows and his hair. Bug
still he worked still his ak rose and
fell; still the name Of Nina" came from
his parching lips.
And then, with his flesh blistering in
the fire; with his muscles quivering from
the red hot kisses Of the flames he
reached womans hand and dragged her
from the reach Of the devouring element.
Tenderly he lifted her and laid her on
the sand, then he reeled and sank upon
the ground, quivering mass Of scorched
humanity.
With the dawn a relief train came ana
among those on board was a tall young
man who went eagerly from cabin 10
cabin, where the injured lay, searching
for one he loved.
And the woman for whom he searched
was sitting beside a rude bunk, on which
a man lay dying. The man had hold of
her hand and was drinking In the light
Of the woman's eyes.
Il am glad you were not badly injur-
ed, Nina he whispered, then pressed his
lips tightly together to stife a sob Of
pain.
The woman smiled family and laid her
hand upon his pillow, pityingly.
Il thought I-hated-you, he faltered,
after pause. "But God-Nina! | don't
4 DON'T can't-I-love-''
Hush the woman said, firmly, but
kindly lowering her eyes before his gaze.
He watched her in silence, and when she
raised her face again to his, he said, with
painful effort:
II was to blame-Nina-I thought
thought you didn't care for me. But
you did-didn't you-Nina?"
His eyes were fixed upon her with
wild intensity, and she trembled.
Eyes. John, did care for you,' she
said. quite low. And the man smiled and
closed his eyes.
Then it was that the tall young man
came softly into the cabin and saw the
woman weeDiny beside the still white
face Of the dead.
He spoke her name and CLEAN Of
joy came into his eyes, but she held
up hand and he paused, wonderingly-
For moment she gazed sadly upon the
face of~the dead, then reverently she COW
cred it with a sheet, and walked softly
out into the sunshine where the tall
young man was waiting for her.
II thank God for sparing my wife to
me-" the tall young man said happily,
as he stopped and kissed her.
And the woman sighed.
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-01-04

real art Of making lace is not more than
three or four hundred years old, and
seems to have been in a flourishing state
IN the sixteenth century. Perhaps the
most beautiful lace ever produced IL
raised rose point. 1t is remarkable for
the holiness Of design, and was fret
made in the period when the Renaissance
had induced all workers to become
artists. Flemish lace derives its exaut-'
site ffneness from the flax which was
used; 1t was spun in damp cellars. in tho
dark, with only jet Of light at the back
OF the worker, thrown on to the threadd
which was so fine that the eyesight of
the spinner only lasted few years.
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-01-04
STORY OF Her LIFE
MRS. WINNIE HOxsIE. THE sCULr-
TRESS, TALKS AT THE
BETHEL BOAT
ANECDOTES AND EXPERIENCES
Mrs. HOxsie, Unassisted, Gave One OF
the PIeasantest Entertainments
Ever Held I'm the Ven-
cradle Craft.

Mrs. Winnie Ream Hoxsie, the sculp-
tress, who has recently taken up her resi-
dence in st. Paul, gave an exceedingly
interesting talk yesterday afternoon at
the Bethel boat before the Bethel boat
mothers. The announcement that Mrs.
Hoxsie was to speak was doubtless re-
sponsible for the large number of visit
ors who were present yesterday. These
included number of women from Min
neapolis, who are interested in philan-
thropic work there.
Mrs. Hoxsie's talk was delightfully."- in
formal. 1t had to do chiefly with a
history of her own life, her travels and
her sculpture work. She told of her
work on the famous Farragut statue
and the Lincoln statue, giving many per-
sona1 "reminiscences of President Lin
coin, whom she knew personally. AL
though Mrs. Hoxsie's career has been so
remarkably successful, her listeners yes
terday were able to read between the
lines and realize that one of the great
reasons of her success was the hard and
continuous effort. Of the sculptress. The
speaker gave a chatty account of meet
ings with many famous people and told
little anecdotes about her travels and
studies in Europe-anecdotes that con-
Veyed in an interesting way bright bits of
information about the manners, customs
and people of the different countries she
has visited. In addition to her talk, Mrs.
Hoxsie, who is the possessor of rich
and sympathic contralto, sang several
selections and gave some recitations The
entertainment on the whole was one
of the pleasantest that has ever been
given at the Bethel boat. Mrs. Hoxsie
was unassisted.
Yesterday was board day at the Bethel
Nearly al the members of the board re-
ceived, including Mrs. Chester G. Higbee.
Mrs r. G. Dunn, Mrs. James H. Skinner,
Mrs. Robert Burns, Mrs. G. II. Bridge
man, Mrs. II. R. Moss, Mrs. William
Henry, Mrs. F. E. Easton, Mrs. Coyken-
dali, Mrs. Richardson, Mrs. Kirk and
Mrs Whitney. Following the meeting
the women of the board rendered Mrs.
Hoxsie an informal reception.
Super was served to almost one hundred
Bethel mothers yesterday. Through the
courtesy of friends of the Bethel an
oyster supper, with mince pie, coffee and
cheese was served Between thirty and
forty children were cared for in the
Bethel nursery, which was in charge of
Miss Agnes Watson and Miss Lanphece.
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-01-04

The earlier rules for this favorite cake
called for the whites Of given number
Of eggs, but later recipes measure the
egg by the cup. This is because eggs
vary so in size and because the tendency
to be accurate increases in cooking reci-
pes.
A good rule is to beat until stiff and dry
one cup of the white of egg with pinch
of salt which is less than can be meas
ured conveniently. Have one cup of fine
GRADUATED sugar sifted twice and fold it
into the egg carefully in order not to
break the air cells of the egg, add also
one-half teaspoon extract of vanilla and
one teaspoonful of almond extract Then
fold in one cup Of -four, in which one