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The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

,oves him and he is all hers, while l.
he said that a love not worth dying
for was nottingham God, forgive
me-
.The next morning, Julie was calm
and smiling. She made light OF her
trouble of the night before. and her
roommate thought she haH orgotten
the cause of 1t. This wasV e reason
why VIC were not told, Paul.
well. Julie posed, and Metcalf
nainted fast, for the painting was
completed as you see 1t, about three
IN the afternoon. At hat hour there
was n commotion in the Americans
studio, and frantic calls for help. We
rushed in, and there was the Ameri-
can kneeling before Julie. rubbing ner
a and trying to revive her from an
apparent faint. We all thought, at
first, that fatigue had overcome her,
hut I laid my hand upon her forehead
and It was so cold | suspected worse.
A quick examination and | arose with
the remark:
"'This Is a case for the police, o
sieur.' And so it turned out to be.
Julie had opened an artery in her
left arm, carefully concealing 1t in
the heavy drapery, and while the
artist was painting her acting she
was slowly dying. Metcalf was so abb
sorbed in painting her changing ex-
pressions, that he was not aware OF
anything extraordinary until he laid
| down his brush and danced for JOY
before the completed picture.
IAN American millionaire paid him
half a million francs for the painting,
agreeing to leave 1t on exhibition at
the Salon for a reasonable time, and
Put left Immediately for the United
States to marry his betrothed.'
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aversion to going back at all. Ny
ticket had been bought to the college
town and It, too, had disappeared with
my pocketbook. But the walking was
good and I could make it in q day. So
I went my way.
an the course of time I came to
the college. faced the president with
my story.
I'VE can set you to work in the
barns said the president. Can you
sort grain?' Could I? II was my
trade, as 1t were. l sorted grain, leav.
ing the small kernels and picking out
the big, at the rate Of 1914 cents an
hour. I worked hard, too. The con.
gresham came once and stood watch.
ing me. Finally he filled his pockets
with the packages Of wheat and I'll
bet every one Of the samples made
him a vote.
Wheat gave out after a time and I
was given other grain to sort until
vacation came, and then I was like
the boy who wanted to go to the cir.
Gus and couldn't. wanted to go back
to the town with. the elevator, but
didn't have money enough. So I went
to the college president with my trou-
bles and as a result I worked while
others had a good time. Most all the
students ven home, but well, |
sorted beans and did other things
throughout the Christmas holidays.
That is the way I got through
school. The next nov l made was
to get an interest in the elevator and
finally | anne to Chicago as a grain
expert. After that | started an Office
here In the board Of trade.
But all self-made men will tell you
much the same story"
The self-made man turned to his
desk with his letter-opener, for the
mail carrier had come in and thrown
down a bundle of buy orders.
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THE DEAR OLD SLAVES"
But Few OF the Old Style, Faithful
Negroes Now Left in Virginia.

That Is n very touching story which
comes from Radford concerning eX'
Gov. Tyler's old servant, Lewis ARMS
stead. When notified that he was
free he went about his business as
though nothing had happened. He
was at home as a slave, ana he did
not propose to leave because he way
free. He was a member of the fam
lily and remained a member until
death removed him to his home up
yonder. He a devoted to "Marse
Jimmie" and his wife and childreD.-
and they in turn were devoted to him.
In his strength he served them faith
fully and affectionately, and in his
declining years they took care OF him
and made his life sweet.
We said in Sundays paper that
there was never such humane slav-
cry as negro slavery in the South, and
here is a beautiful illustration. There
was very little slavery about 1t. II.
was a family service that the slaves
rsndered and they received for their
service not only food and raiment and
shelter, but protection and the kind
est attention in health and sickness.
There are few of the dear old
slaves left, and it grieves us as we see
them pass away. Gov. Tyler's Lewis
was a type of the old Virginia negro
gentleman. II was a noble type; tho
old Virginia negro gentleman was
every inch a man. He had a strong
physique; he had a stout heart: his
t~n ,,,I,-. ,u 1t. u...
ton was amiable; his amer were
perfect. God bless his memory. We
only wish that the type were pre-
served In the new generation of
negroes.-Richmond Wa.) Times.
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Quiet and the ~janitor reigned sr-
preme in the big o on the board of
trade where pandemonium had existed
n little while before. Graham swung
back and forth before his desk In a
side office I'm the hall below, talk
ing to a friend. Look here!" he was
saying, III you knew grain d know
1t you wouldn't have been soA
when | was a boy, you see; there
was an elevator in my town and |
hung around there till the proprietor
had to give me a job from sheer des.
peration. The first thing I knew there
was a course in the agricultural col.
lege to be given to some one and |
thought | would aspire to It. Well, |
got 1t from tho congressman of the
district and went away with my sum.
mer's earnings in my pocket.
you sec, ] vas making my way and
paying as | went. At least that is
what | expected to do. There was to
be a reunion of soldiers at another
town and | thought | would surry up
a bit before school and get to the en-.
campment. where some n could do
an odd job or two for the command
ers. The thing worked all right, and
| counted out $3.50 to put in the bank
in the agricultural college town. But
one night every cent was stolen.
When | got up in the morning
slipped my fingers under the pillow,
where the purse should have been,
and nothing was there. No matter
how | looked the wallet could not be
found, and at last I went to the hotel
keeper and told him. or course he
was sorry and slid If he yer heard OF
the money he would notify me.
Il was in a quandary. | suppose |
could have gone back to the elevator
man and told him my troubles.
had every aso to think he would
have believed me, but | had a strong
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When Miss Smith suddenly gave mp
the certainties of her position as Tom
kins' stenographer to brave the uncer-
tainties OF N trimony the office was
stormed by Nh army of aspirants to
succeed her. Then caWe one, a per.
feO specimen of thefo,s of woman
easiest described as well got up
She tripped daintily up to the railing.
Pardon me-you are Mr.. Tom.
kins?"
Tomkins brought his scowl into
view.
VI thought so. Funny | knew you,
wasn't II? Thank you"
Herr Adyship pushed open the gate
and sat Down alongside the desk. II
saw your al in the paper to-day and
| thought I'd come in and tell you I'd
take the position. You said you'd
pay $40 to start. | guess that1l do.
III let you know when | want more.
I've just got through my course, you
know. SC | don't want to ask too much
at the start. Now about"
IF you will leave your name
my name? Certainly. Would be
funny for me to go to work for you
and you not know my name, wouldn't
ief Here's my card-Miss Jigby. OF
course that AT home Thursdays,
count. l suppose youM want ml
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REVERSED ORDER OF THINGS.
Sons Pants Are C~onfiscated to Fit
the Father.

the Father.
State Senator Bernard +. Martin
was reminded by the story of The
Man in the Street last Sunday about
the boy of twelve, with pants marked
sixteen, Of the following:
II had a constituent, Wiegand by
name, a little, thin, wisp of mankind,
who was the father Of four big girls
and n small boy. Wiegand's in.
come WAS small. and to make ends
meet the fathers trousers had to be
cut down to fit his boy. This work
the lads sisters did although they did
not relish the task. When the boy
grew so tall as to have reached the
long-trousers stage, the event was
celebrated by the purchase of a brand
new pair with money the lad had
earned. After awhile the boy bought
another pair for himself. At this pc
Rod his sisters noticed the fathers
only trousers were shabby, so they
confiscated the boys first l~ong.legged
pair and gave them to Wiegand,
senior. When the old man appeared
in them, n of the girls said to the
others:
"'Ain't it nice? We won't have to
do any altering for awhile, for Benny's
pants will now fit papa. New York
Times.
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Burton had but one fault. That,
however, was an objectionable one
He possessed a self-assertive, irrepres.
s1ble memory which would intrude It,
s4lf in season and out of season.
I II was the morning of an important
Nial. "As Bumpus, the head OF the
firm, prepared to leave for court at 10
o'clock he delegated to his various
clerks their duties. Burton being ig-
nored in the assignments.
Jenkins. you take the little widow
NJ charge, Perkins and Wilson, you
dAVotc your powers to entertaining
old NElderkin. He's the witness who'll
win fhat case If it's Won Take him
into my private office and keep him
there until you get a telephone from
me. no anything and everything to
keep Him here. and keep him good
nature1. It's worth thousands OF dol
lars, do\yon understand"
Elder1., q Ny arrived. To call him
a difficult - OPPOSITION is to put 1t fee.
bly,. Hee sisted that he must go i'm.
mediatelN to the courtroom, and his
insistancd was a vigorous AFFAIR. At
last he grew so rampant that the help
less youths, his appointed custodians.
called B1mpus up on the telephone
| and informed him that, much as they
regretted 1T, they would be obliged to
resign their trust.
"COnfound It," said the irate Bum
pus. IL say there, turn Burton loose
on the Old man and see what will hap
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day, and wouldn't want to stay away
unless 1t was something awfully i'm
portant. AS | was going to say when
you interrupted me, | presume you
want me to start Monday. Now, what
time
You would start at s o'clock-sharp
If you--'
Pretty early, isn't it? Well, | guess
| ian make 1t. I'm awfully glad it's
settled. Good day"
Two weeks later there came a morn
ing when Miss Jigby failed to appear
at her usual time. Tomkins looked at
his watch frequently and his scowl In.
creased In ferocity as the minutes
passed. When she did arrive a half
hour late he was at the boiling point,
AS for Miss Jigby, she carefully de-
posted her jacket and hat in her
locker. gave a gentle pat to her hair.
turned to the senior partner, smiled
sweetly and said:
"Oh, Mr.. Tomkins. | had an errand
to do, so / couldn't get here on time"
Tomkins stared at her for a moment
In q dazed way. Then he picked up
his hat and marched out, and did not
show up again until after lunch.
IF Tomkins isn't mighty careful
~sa b1Tbv ~fs Al ,tays tcGIf. commenAu
t~2tould be the first. ~
im coming.-Chica
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K& ~

pen. If that doesn't work, lock the
door"
Burton walked ca~relessly into Bum
pus' private Office and remarked casu-
ally. with a cheerful smile: Pardon
me. Mr.. Elderkin, but your unwarrant-
ed detention reminds me OF the story
Of Col. Thompson, the witness in the
famous Dobson case. Ever hear it,"
Elderkin stopped midway in his
walk and listened while Burton told.
His loud laughter reminded Burton
one more. Elderkin listened greed
lily.
II was the third day afterward that
Bumpus. returning from court after
hearing the verdict of the jury in
favor OF his client, approached Bur
tons desk and in a tone audible to all
inquired: Burton. how many stories
did 1t take to keep old man Elderkin
from breaking out the other morn
ing?"
Burton ruminated a minute, then
quietly replied: On a hurried esti-
mate ! should say about twenty, sir"
Twenty is in 10000 500 times" irrel.
evantly reiOined Bumpus. Burton.
our verdict was for 10000 in our
favor. We hadn't q show OF winning
without that old fellow, nor with him,
either. unless he could be kept anna
BILE. II I'm correct In my computation
| should say the value Of those objec'
tionable reminders of yours would
average $500 apiece"
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to every other m He wanted to
become famous for her sake--to make
a bold stroke with a new subject"
"Yes, I remember" interrupted
Landelle. ut was the death of Venus,
the title of this painting"
81 will paint that subject or no 9TH
err he kept saying. Where will you
get a model he was asked, but he
did not know; he knew only one
thing, which was, that he was going
to rest his fame on that subject alone.
Every day for two months. Julie posed
for him, but he got no farther along
than when he began; his Venus
wouldn't die. you know. He was more
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1.-THE model who posed for that pic.
ture expired under the finishing
touches of the painters brush. No
one ever imagined so realistic a death
agony"
The trained eye Of the artist saw
more in the painting than any of the
crowd that stood s%pellbound before 1t.
There was an indefatigable something
about 1t which compelled a sensation
Of reverential awe in the breast OF
the average spectator, but the al" In
stinct Immediately detected the cause.
ut represents a tragedy" he said
half aloud as he shifted his position
to one more favorable for a further
and more critical inspection.
It was the portrait of a beautiful
woman in a semi-reclining pose
against a mass Of family outlined
cushions. There was nothing In her
shapely, w~ell.rounded limbs to indi'
cate disease, nothing in the surrounds
ings to manifest the approach OF
death, yet it was apparent, even to a
novice, that the woman was dying.
f1eT leIt It'll, III tuC uain co,N
ground, was pressed close along her
body, while the right arm. In the fore
| ground, was flung out listlessly. the
hand clutched tight as II to nerve her.
self up to the contamination, Of some
| Sapreme act which her will was bent
upon committing.
The lower limbs appeared cold in
the pallor Of death, and one could al
most see the dread shadows slowly
creeping up toward the seat of life.
Masses OF raven hair, tumbling in dis
order around her head, were dank
with perspiration, and upon a clammy
brow stood drops Of sweat like clus-
tiers Of beads. The lips of a half-open
mouth were colorless and cold, and
through the film gathering owe her
eyes shone the Pickering brightness
tenement. The gaze Of the eyes was
on the line of vision and followed
the spectator whichever way he
turned, with so pathetic a look OF con-
centrated entreaty that more than
one strong man turned away In de-
spairing helplessness, and feminine
eyes filed with tears Of sympathy.
Overspreading her pallid. death
Swallowed countenance was a smile OF
ineffable content, as pure and joyous
as that Of a martyr who sees the
heavens opening to receive her racked
spirit and relieve her body from earth
ly torture.
Turning mechanically to his cata
logue, the artist read: The Death
Of Venus. p. Metcalf."
Can that be our little American
Put Metcalf?" he queried aloud in his
surprise.
"Our little Put and no other" wills
pered a friend at his elbow, who add
ed: What do you now think o.
American genius. Paul?"
81 take off my hat to it," replied
Landelle, suiting the action to the
words; but | see a fearful sacrifice
in its awakening"
"You have interpreted the painting
correctly" said Chavanne, do yo,
know the story?"
How can | when I have beer
sketching in the land Of the midnigh
sun for the past six months?"
"Julie Coomans was tae model WHIT
posed for hat painting. Paul." begal
Chavanne. You remember herr"
All" calculated Landelle, ("
noticed something familiar IN tn
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26
The Stream Of Life.
o stream descending to the sea,

o stream descending to the sea,
Thy messy banks between,
The fow'rets blow. the grasses grow.
The leafy trees are green.
In garden plots the children play,
The fields the iaborers tin,
And houses stand on either hand.
And thou descendest still.
o life descending into death.
Our waking eyes behold;
Parent and friend, thy lapse attend,
companions young and old.
strong purposes our minds possess,
our hearts affections fiji:
We ton and earn We seek and learn,
And thou descefN still.
O II to which our currents tend.
Inevitable sea,
TO which We flow, what do we know,
What shall We guess OF thee?
a roar We heal upon thy shore,
As We our course fulhll;
Scarce we divine a sun will shine
And be above us still.
Arthur Hugh Clough.
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face .
than kind to his model who could not
come up to his concept; he sympa.
thized with her for her failure to re-
spond to his brush. He was SO kind
and ~gentle-ah, yes, that Is where
models make a mistake.
Late n afternoon, Julie went
home w~oebegone, and throwing her.
self upon a couch began to sob hyster-
ically. Her roommate drew the cause
of the trouble out of her piecemeal.
From her we learned it-but after
ward, Paul, after the-the sacrifice
you have suspected"
at seems that the American. that
afternoon, had thrown down his brush
in despair.
Its no use, child, | can never
paint my ideal with you for a model.
You are growing lovelier every day.
Instead Of posing for the death of
Venus. you are a glorious model for
the birth of love. See for yourself
but can you not put in the proper
colors to represent death?' she asked.
with a timid look into his face, but he
was unconscious Of her gaze.
"'Pshaw! You do not comprehend,
child?' he replied. The reality must
be before the artist, or exist in his
mind. Looking at you destroys the
reality, the concept. No, | must give
it up aud then give up ALL
"'Does failure mean much to you?'
queried the girl.
Much echoed Metcalf. AT means
everything l hold dear on earth. 1t
means the loss of her l love, my
promised wife, who expects me to sue.
ceed.'
""The mi you love, your prom.
Used wife, repeated Julie, In a trem.
bling voice and paling lips, scarce
comprehending.
Certainly, my Charlotte. She
| lives in New York City, and we are to
be married as soon as | shall have
finished this picture. have prom
ised to complete it and she is wait
ing for me to keep my word
"'Do you love her SC very much?'
persisted the girl with dry lips.
"'Child | would die for her sake. A
love weaker than that is nothing
"Then you will be very unhappy
should you fail?' she said gently.
my whole life will be blighted,
answered Metcalf.
"'Well, then, you shall be happy.
said the girl, with a bright smile, and
choking back a sob In her throat. You
shall paint the death of Venus from
the reality. Nay-do not look so
doubtful. ! have a plan. am inter
ested in your success, for am | not
the model? | never told you | was an
actress. Yes, indeed, | have studied
many parts. Now, my plan is this:
will come tomorrow prepared to enact
ltnesers, -" a aySpg Venus. but you
will haze a~ndsrsSVory fast, my friend
You will Promise me that, for 1t will
be a terrible strain upon me, you un,
derstand.'
During that night jules compan
ion awoke to find the girl kneeling by
the window, gazing up at the bright
stars. She was praying. This also
we learned afterward, Paul, always
afterward, you notice. Her accents
were broken, but this much was
heard:
Dear God, forgive me for what
mean tQ do. 1t is for mis- sake. and 70,
the sake of her across the water. sh,
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We wonder and we wtrder
What's ahead;
What well see, and how we'll see II
When we're dead;
II it's worth the while, or worthless,
Foul or fair:
And we wonder how we'll know II
When we're there.
We ponder and we ponder
What's to come.
And OF all the good about ~
We are dumb.
When WI all might be enjoying
What In here,
We are guessing II the futures
Full OF fear.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

M, Delyanni has the qualities of n
statesman. Campaigning in Greece,
he tells the Greeks that their coun-
try is on the brink of financial ruin
and will topple over into the abyss
unless he accedes to power.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

A Russian duke, officer in a German
regiment, has lost his place under the
kaiser because he married a divorced
woman. II would keep more than an
emperor busy to try to adjust such
matters here.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Four thousand dollars worth of Gus
tunes were worn by eight actresses
on one New York stage last week, and
people who looked at them felt i'm
PEELED to exclalm, so much for 50
mlittle!"
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SOME PHILOSOPHY.

We worry AMI we worry
over fate.
When Wen answer that ~conundrum
Soon or late.
What's the good to guess IL II b.
Smooth or rough?
What's the use? Wen know pN-RLswer
Soon enough. I'M
We wonder and we wonder
In the dark,
And we can't, with all our guessing,
Raise "a spark.
Let us. then. enjoy our living,
Ere we fit
And the future, let us make the
Best of II.
baltimore American.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

THE doctor who defends vivisection
because it enabled him to save a foot
BALL players life Is iahoring under an
Terror II he thinks that will make any
friends for vivisection.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Agriculture is now a science, says
Secretary Wilson. How does the
change affect the boy who is forced to
I"pick up potatoes" when he has an en-
igagement with the boy on the adjoin'
ing farm To go somewhere and do
tomething?
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

A lunatic in Poughkeepsie was re-
stored to sanity by hearing an orches-
ira. 1t must have been the playing of
some other orchestra that made him
insane.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

King Edward has wished Mrs.
Langtry success in America. Are we
to regard this as a royal command?
II SO, society may as well begin to
hump itself.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Senator Clark of Montana has given
his baby grandson 81 ,000, 900. Fairly
profitable employment, being Clark's
grandson.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Rural free delivery costs Uncle Sam
about : 5000, 900 n year. The young
man who has just received a letter
from his best girl thinks that sum is
not exorbitant.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Patti Is going to mako another
farewell tour" of America. She says
mis- is positively TO be the last one
But without wishing to cast any re-
hections upon the lady's yeracity, we
may say that she has made similar
declarations before.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

There were 1S9 weddings in Chicago
Thanksgiving day. We do hope that
these 1S9 couples will De just as
thankful next year.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

A man who fought at She battle of
Waterloo has just died II Pennsylva
mia. This seems to rob Tho world of a
chance to have another book on Napo'
con.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Football is In high favor with,
the modern Indian. This is a case
where civilization has scored q tardy
touchdown.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

A Philadelphia man died the other
night while suffering with nightmare.
Really. the people Of Philadelphia
ought to wake up.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Marconi confirms the statement that
he has talked eros the Atlantic. Now
why cant he tell us what he said?
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Since William r, Stead is opposed
to nit. 1t is probable that Emperor
vii liam and King Edward will prompt
" I abandon their project for an Anglo
German alliance.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

A Michigan man went to jail for
kissing a girl six times. He said II
was worth 1t. How rare Is such love!
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

The man who teaches to
smoke always marrics one who won't
let him do Il himself.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

San Francisco has 230 divorces to
every 1000 marriages. No home Is
complete there without its misfit par.
Tor.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Another man is about to proclaim
himself president of Hayti. Their
methods save lots OF spell.binding.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Steps are being taken to cultivate
American oysters in Europe. Wnero
will the invasion end?
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

They've made the gold dollar the
unit of value in the Philippines. Have
you got a unit?
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

The Sultan Of Bacolod continues to
remain behind the fence and hurl his
defiance through a knot hole.
The Red Cloud chief., 1902-12-26

Unfortunately President Castro is in
no position to marry q lady with
money.