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The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1902-10-25
ELECTION NOTICE.
Michigan,
Department OF State,
Lansing.

Department OF State,
Lansing.
To Henry Girard,
Sheriff of Baraga County,
L'Anse, Michigan,
Sir-You are hereby notified that
at the General Election to be held
in this state on Tuesday, November
fourth, 1902, the following officers
are to be elected, and are to be voted
for in Baraga county: Governor;
nt-Governor; Secretary oil
State; State Treasurer; Auditor
General; Attorney General; Superin-
tendent of Public Instructions; Com
missioner of the State Land Office;
Member OF the State Board OF Edu-
cation, for full term; Member OF the
State Board of Education, to fill
vacancy for the term expiring De-
cember thirty first, 1904; Justice OF
the Supreme Court, to fill vacancy
ror the term expiring December
thirty.frst, 1907; Representative -. -.
Congress for the Twelfth Congress
sional District, OF which Baraga
county is a part; Senator for the
Thirty-First Senatorial District,
comprising the counties OF Baraga,
Marquette, Dickinson, Iron and
Alger; Representative in the State
Legislature for the Iron Representa-
tive District, comprising the coun-
ties of Baraga, Iron, Keweenaw and
Ontonagon.
In Testimony Whereof, have
hereto attached my signature and
the Great Seal of the State, this Fiji
teenth day OF August, nineteen hun
dred two.
[SEAL] FRED M. WARNER,
Secretary of State.
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LEGAL NOTICES.
First pub. Sept. 10, last oct. 25, 1909.
Notice.

To W. J. Law, owner according to the last re
corded deed In the regular chain of title,
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An Artificial Pearl.

A ball of beeswax introduced into the
Shell of n living fresh water mussel has
resulted In producing the most remark
able artificial pearl In existence. 1t Ia
| about an inch and a half in length, oval
in form and pink In color and is now
the property OF the Smithsonian insti-
| tuition. The ball OF wax was placed
near the hinge of the bivalve, which,
| being kept in n tank of fresh water,
was carefully watched. The irritation
| Of the wax caused the mollusk to pro-
tect Itself by coating the foreign object
with Il smooth coating of pearl stuff
the same material as that which is used
In lining the inner surface of its SHE'LL
In the case In question the result was
an enormous pearl. Owing to pressure,
however, the wax ball lost its spherical
shape and became oval In form. At the
end of two years the mussel was taken
out Of the tank and opened and the
pearl removed. The wax afterward
contracted, owing to dryness, which
caused the pearl shell to crack This
accident, while destroying the CONNER
cial value Of the pearl, made 1t posi-
BILE to observe the thickness of the
nacreous covering, which is somewhat
greater than that of an ordinary sheet
of letter paper IL the pearl were not
fawed, 1t would be worth an enormous
sum of money, but even as 1t Is it Is
priceless as a curiosity.-Washingt
Star.
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Copyright. 1909, by the
= 4 McC1ure

81 don't see what you want gun
for" said Tom GROSSLY. Tom was clean
ing his golf sticks, and 1t always makes
him cross. Margaret lay in the ham.
mock and watched him.
II don't see what you want gun
for" he repeated.
ITO shoot WITH" she explained.
You're getting very sporty" he re-
marked, scowling at his midiron.
You're getting very slangy," was her
quick response.
81 can't lend you NINE" he went on
after pause, during which he pushed
| back his cap and left n streak of dirt
on his forehead. ~ can't let you have
mine because it's too heavy"
II would not have thought of asking
such a favor" she said. Mr.. Gresham
is going to send me one"
"Gresham! That long cared English
MANI"
Ellis ears are not long, and he's a
Canadian"
"Oh, of course, IL you are willing to
accept
"You gave me my golf sticks"
"That is very different"
"Yes, they are rather dissimilar. Golf
club, hit, no go; gun, go, no hit" Then
Tom was angry.
ooh. IL you wish to be fllppant." he
began.
"Flippantls said Margaret. 81 wish.
ed to be funny. 1t was rather good
| CHI, Tom"
But Tom would not relent.
"My wishes are evidently nothing &c
you," he said, rising and standing very
straight and tall beside the hammock
She did not contradict him. What are
you going TO shootr he demanded.
pigeons"
"And they call you tender heartedp
"Clayw This laconically. He turned
| toward the house.
you would look better without that
smooch," Margaret called after him
He looked around inquiringly. THAT
dirt streak on your forehead" she ex
planned. at really is not bit becom
ing"
He walked toward the porch of tht
old inn without raising his hand to hi
face, but II must have been n struggle
Then she knew he was provoked.
After he was well In the house sh
scrambled out of the hammock. Sh
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you button your collar the wrong
way" said the salesman as he was
selling neekwear to a customer.
"How Is thatT"
You have buttoned the right side
last. Now, when you go to take 1t off
you will have to tug at the end of the
collar and crumple 1t, because you
can't get proper hold Of 1t, but IL you
had the left end on top you could get
1t off easily, then loosen the collar be-
hind, and the right end could be easily
detached. That's why men have 81
much trouble taking off well launderet
collars. Remember to fasten the RICH
side first and then the left, and yot
will save your collars and your TEN
per-"
II never supposed there was a right
and a wrong way of putting on col
lars"
'"Try both ways and you Will see."--
New York Times.
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/ his cuffs. Ills handkerchief was tuck
ed about his collar, and woman with
a hard face was "slanging him." as
Jim put 1t. When she left, a young
person with pale, pompadoured hair
and an indolent manner took up the
cry: Say, Mr.. Pearley, you're n gem!
l s6ess you must be dabbling in love
from the bulls you make. This Is the
third identical time you've brought me
mp here this morning. Now, say, IL
Mr.. Moses hears OF this, out you'll go!'
Mr.. Pearley did not answer, but WHIP
/ ed the Precipitation from his strained
and worried brow with one hand while
he drove his pen with the other. Mary
was silent and fairly jumped when Jim
said: Say, Mary, meet me at our docks
after supper tonight We have Il Span
fish bark to rig, and I'll be through
about 8. You'll come, won't your"
Mary nodded her head and looked
back at Pearley, and when she turned
| Jim was gone.
! At 1880 she was at the appointed
place. A full rugged ship lay at the
dock, its hull dark in shadow, but its
shrouds and rigging thrown into bold
relief by searchlight. And there on
the crosstrees, balancing himself with
/ dexterous grace, was Jim. He was
shouting orders at the top of his voice.
And then Mary saw the well dressed
and much reyered Mr.. Hogan point his
cane at Jim and call out: Say, Hollis.
have you got that mainsail halyard
wove right in that block? 1t looks
twisted from here
"All right, Mr. Hoganw shouted Jim,
Il did 1t myself"
That's the boy for my money" said
Mr.. Hogan as he moved away.
"And | think" said Mary refectlyely
to herself, raising her straight little
eyebrows and pursuing out her cherry
red llps-"I think he's the boy for mine
too. He can't wear a necktie right.
but he don't let any woman jaw him."
And when Jim offered her his arm as
they walked away half an hour later
she said tlmidly, Jimmie you're my
steady still, amt you?" And IL the
policeman hadn't turned his head the
other way he would have seen Jim
kiss her.
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Though 300 years have elapsed since
the death Of Tycho Brahe, 1t appears
that we are in many lines almost as
far from the ultimate goal as when he
began the great work of exploring the
skies before the days Of Kepler, when
all Europe was slumbering In intellec-
tual darkness. The science of the stars
indeed has been refined and perfected
in an unparalleled degree and infinitely
extended In all directions, but with the
bounds OF darkness pushed back step
by step the goal is not and never will
be In sight. An innnity of objects and
causes and an endless variety of phe-
nOmena are yet to be explored, and the
work Of the mind Is rather n process
OF development to the perfect under
standing of the universe than the solu.
ton of simple mathematical problem.
Atlantic Monthly.
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The installment house lay at the bot
tom of the trouble. Mrs. Mitchell,
yielding to seductive advertisements,
furnished the third story front and
found herself obliged to rent the room
TO meet the weekly payments.
The roomer introduced himself as
Mr.. James Pearley, entry clerk Mt the
Empire department store. His fellow
clerks called him dressy. Mrs. Mitchell
coat and silk hat. Mary pronounced
his taste in ties as Just lovely And
Jim Hollis? What he thought of Pearley
and what he said at times are not for
publication.
The circle of society In which the
Mitchells and Hollises moved did not
consider the formal announcement of
an engagement necessary, but that a
wedding would follow JIm's years of
devotion to Mary none of their ac-
quaintanees doubted-that Is, until Mr..
Pearley rented the third story front
She, of course, told him all about
Jim, but explained that he had been
friend of her father, covertly trying
to give the impression that Jim was
nothing more to her than "a humble
| friend"
When jim called one Sunday, Mary
had gone to church with Mr.. Pearley.
He didn't feel jealous exactly, just
hurt and depressed. He realized that
he looked clumsy" In his Sunday best
clothes, and his gloves were wet with
| persplratlon He was aware that his
necktie was never just right, because
Mary always criticised It. 1t seemed
that styles In these things changed
over night
Jim regarded his work as very ordi-
nary also. He was glad to know that
| Hogan's ship rigging firm considered
him their smartest man. The most diff
| hcult and dangerous pieces of work
were his by right. This did not make
him look less like fool In high hat
and for that reason brought him nc
| nearer to Mary 1t Is doubtful IL he
| would ever have known how to solve
the problem If one of the daily papers
had not sent reporter to write up the
rigger's trade Jim was dumfounded
at the reporters admiration.
why" he explained afterward
when l drapped down halyard from
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cts the Cut"

An aged country rector who had an
old tailor as his clerk, returning from
his church one Sunday with the latter.
thus addressed him:
Thomas, cannot think how 1t is
that our church should be getting thin
ner and thinner, for am sure preach
as well as ever did and ought to have
far more experience than had when
first came among YOU"
Indeed" replied Thomas. "Pll tell
you what; old parsons nowadays are
just like old tailors, for Pm sure sew
as we'll as ever did in my life, and the
cloth Is the same. but it's the cut, sir.
ah! It's the new cut."-Pearson's.
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AN INCENSE PARTY.
odd Etiquette of an Interesting Jap
anese Function.

If you ever receive an invitation to a
Japanese incense party, accept it
promptly and thankfully. 1t has no
counterpart In our own social system
and is as merry and pleasant an affair
rs can be imagined. The people of the
mikado's land have trained the nos
trils for generations the same as we
have trained the eye and ear, and they
display skill which at times is star
Ting to westerner. There is an odd
etiquette to be followed in these social
Affairs. For the twenty-four hours
preceding the party each guest must
avoid the use of anything which can
produce any odor whatever. Scented
soaps, perfumes, odorous foods and
even spices must be avoided. These
prevent the user from smelling accu-
rately and also interfere with the other
members of the party.
When You dress, be careful to put on
no garment that has been kept In the
neighborhood of camphor wood, tobac-
co, bouquets, dried blossoms or scented
powder. When you reach the house of
your host, enter 1t as softly as you can
and as slowly as possible. This Is to
prevent making draft by the move
ment Of your own body. Be equally
leisurely In opening and closing doors,
as u quick movement induces sud
den rush of air. In the drawing room
the hostess burns series OF incenses,
usually four or five in number. Each
guest is allowed to take three shifts of
each Incense and must then jot down
its name and number upon a card.
Each of the four or five incenses Is
burned two or three times, so that the
number of cards will vary from eight
to fifteen. At the end the cards are
laid out on the table, and the hostess
reads the names of the incenses EN-
ployed which are checked off upon
the cards. The guest who has guessed
the largest number receives n pretty
prize, which il sometimes n silver or
bronze incense burner, statuette or
carving. Among the Japanese the aver
age woman guesses correctly about six
times In ten, while with the American
women the ratio Is three In ten.-New
York Post.
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A sailor in the custom house the 9th.
er day took out of his pocket some sill
yer coins that had strange yellow
hue, and clerk said TO him, what
makes your money such funny color,
Jack" "Well," replied the mariner,
1--WE just got In with cargo OF fuel
oil. It's the oil that turned my money
yellow. Fuel oil has that effect on ev-
cry kind Of metal. You ought to be on
a fuel oil steamer some time. 1t would
surprise you to see the cabin silver.
ware, the kitchen tins and every blast.
ed bit of metal on board all having the
jaundiced look. There Is sulphur In
fuel oil, and it's this sulphur that does
the following Nitric acid will bring
bdck the original color again. "-Phlla.
delphia Record.
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HER ANKLE TURNED, AND DOWN SHE WENT.
had seen the expressman put brown
leather case on the horse block and
felt sure It was her gun.
There were several people in the Of
fee when she went in, and Toms
cousin Mabel, n silly thing with yellow
hair and lisp. cried:
ooh, Margareth, are you really going
shooting? What doth Uncle Tom thay"
Uncle Tom was Toms father and
Margarets guardian. She had not told
him about the gun.
Mrs. Talbot looked up from piece
the last three seasons and said. How
mannish some of the young girls are
gettingw And Mrs. Peters clutched
two of the small Peterses who happen
ed to be near and cried: "a gun! oh,
my dear Miss Caldwell. don't point It
herep
Margaret took the offending gun and
went up to her room. A little later she
was looking out of her window and
saw Tom, with his clean clubs, starting
for the links His face was nice and
clean too. He looked so handsome that
she was sorry she had quarreled with
him. She was Just going to tell him
that she would go along when she
heard Mabel's voice:
ooh, Tom, wait minute! And then
MS she got nearer: 'Did you know
Margareth's gun hath come? Shetb
tho plea,hed" Then Tom glanced up
ut the window and looked so black that
the girl leaned out, calling michievous'
~, pretty Tommy" lie turned on his
heel and walked away with Mabel.
that afternoon Mr.. Suydenham over
In the cottage lent Margaret his pigeon
tray and colored boy
"You can't hurt the trap" he said,
"and Rastus can look out for him
self"
SO Rastus set the trap up away over
on the shore. where no one goes. 1t
was the hour when all the women were
taking maps and the Peters children
had gone with their nurse to the VII
lage for Ice cream.
And Margaret started In to shoot
clay pigeons. She had shot a few cIara
shells Before, but she knew this would
be harder because the shells az. still,
while the pigeons sail about in Tie air.
The gun was little beauty, light
enough for her to lift easily and firm
against her shoulder. Rastus got
down behind his shelter. He raised
his black head above the boards.
"Better shoot while dey's high up,
Miss Marg'ret," he suggested aud duck
ed again.
Ready she called in a loud, firm
voice. The DISLIKE object rose from
behind the shelter and sailed away into
the air. She followed its course with
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HAVE WOMEN iNTuiTloN9
one Writer Says They Have Never
shown IL In Literature.


shown IL In Literature.
Literature is the final expression of
human thought. If women can lay
claim to n special faculty of intuition,
why do they not manifest 1t In their
writings? Intuition. If 1t means any
thing, means the faculty that gets
down to the germ of actions and char
acterisucs and focuses external traits
into central verify recognizable to
the general public. Now, there are
more female writers than male. No
woman poet has ever written an in
evitable line, line that flashes spon-
taneously out of the unknown and casts
an Illuminating light upon the abyss.
Woman has added practically nothing
to our stock of famSiar quotations.
Take down your Bartlett or your an
thology, and you may be surprised to
find that from Mrs. Browning to Mrs.
Meynell women have never coined n
phrase which has passed into the CON-
mon currency Of speech. Mrs. Brown
ing has indeed written fine lines. but
nothing of hers can be said to have be
come household word.
Nor has any woman novelist created
any character that is generally recog-
nized us typical. George Eliot has
come closest with her Tito Melema
and Mrs. Poyser. You would appeal
only to the educated few II you de-
scrlbed person as Tito or Poyser.
But call n man Don Quixote, n
Micawber, Dogberry, Falstaff, n
Colonel Newcome, Bilfil. a Parson
Adams or Bob Acres, call q woman n
Mrs. Malaprop, Becky Sharp, a Bea-
trice, Diana Vernon, Meg Merrilies,
and even the illiterate will mentally
classify the individual as you wish him
or her to be classified.
"Ah, but" you say, "in real life wo
men are the true intuitions. They. size
up man or woman at glance
They are never mistaken when they
trust to their instincts"
can only testify to my own expert
ence. l have not found that ,women's
snap judgments of character are i'm
bued with any special verify. They
form likes or dislikes quicker than Il
man does because they are quicker on
the trigger of conjecture. They cor
only be one of two things, right OF
wrong. If time proves that they are
right, as they must be In 30 per cent Of
cases, the right guess is remembered
and treasured up by the slower minded
man as an extraordinary instance o
intuition. The wrong guess is forgot
ten.-William S. Walsh in Era.
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the crosstrees to the deck. he grabbed
hold of my hand and told me not to do
1t again, that he'd got the idea, and he
didn't want me to risk my life I'M
necessarily. Say, l nearly fell down!
And when told him how much made
In good season he broke the point off
his pencil he was so astonlshed. Why
be says, that's about double what a
bookkeepcr makes! | asked him what
he pulled out of his trade. and he said
that forty was his limit"
The conversation with the reporter
showed Jim relative values as applied
to himself and Pearley. then he went
to see Mary.
He found Mr.. Pearley before him,
and Mary introduced them in her
grandest manner:
I'm proud to make you acquainted
with my friend Mr.. Pearley." And then
to Mr.. Pearley, This is our old family
friend, Jim Hollis, told you about"
Jim sat out the evening somehow,
his mind apparently working double.
He heard dimly the flippant conversa-
ton led by Mr.. Pearley and at times
tried to join in the topics which SEEM
ed to entertain Mary. But all the
while he was thinking how he could
outflank this Saffron colored counter
Jumper" as lie dubbed Pearley. 1t was
not until he rose to leave that the In
SEPARATION came to him. He recalled
his chat with the newspaper reporter
and spoke firmly, SO firmly that Mary
looked bit astonished, then worried.
Il want to see you about something
most particular tomorrow, Mary. Meet
me at Grey's drugstore by the soda
fountain. Don't fail me-"
In vague way Mary realized that
Mr.. Pearley would have called for her;
that this was another evidence of Jim's
lack OF good manners, but she held her
peace. Something In Jim's expression
and a sudden memory of his patient
years of waiting made it impossible
for her to refuse his request.
The next morning Jim took Mary to
the Empire department store. He made
no explanations, but led her up stairs
to point where they could see the ex-
pert handlers of money make change
and dispatch the cash carriers. And
beyond these stood Pearley. He had
his coat off and paper pinned around
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her finger on the trigger, but some way
she did not seem to find the right time
to fire, and the pigeon floated unshat-
tered to the ground
Rastus' head popped up again.
"Nothings the matter" she said at
went rather fast, that is ALL" Rastus'
grin as he disappeared was annoying,
and she called Ready for the second
time determined to shoot without fail
and also to give Rastus only 80 cents
instead of dollar. Up rose the second
disk, and she followed its upward
course to where it began to descend.
just then she saw two people coming
along the shore-Tom and Mabel. Here
was her chance to show them what she
could do. Down came the pigeon faster
and faster. She pulled the trigger,
stepped back, her ankle turned, and
down she went in most ungraceful
heap.
The report of her gun, the twinge of
her ankle and her fall all seemed to
come at once, and she thought, 1--WE
shot myself" and then tried to laugh
as she realized the gun did not shoot
out of that end. Then everything turn
ed black and she felt no more pain.
The next thing she heard was Tom
| talking In strange voice and in a
most peculiar way.
my darling" he was saying, my
own little girl" She thought he was
speaking to Mabel. She had suspect
ed
Some way the pain In her ankle and
the thought of losing Tom-men never
are the same good friends to you after
they are married; wives seem to make
a difference-all brought big bunch
to her throat. Then she felt Toms face
close to hers. and his voice sounded
more natural.
"Oh, Margaretv' he said. "Look at
me. Open your eyes, sweetheart" And
she opened her eyes to find that he had
been talking to her all the time Won.
anlikc, she did not let him know she
had heard anything, but murmured
where Is my gunr
Tom said, "Confound the gum And
Mabel seemed annoyed about some
thing too.
Rastus and Margaret were the only
cheerful ones. Rastus said, "You done
hit de pigeon, Miss Marg'ret," in a
comforting tone
Tom WAS still ON his knees beside
Margaret The latter exclaimed, my
ankle pains me quite bit, but If you
will help me up, Tommy, think can
hobble back to the inn" SO Tom rails
ed her gently, and she smiled sweetly
ut Mabel over his nice broad shoulder
Then she gave little moan.
let me carry you, Margaret" Tom
said. Mabel bit her lip.
I'm afraid l am dreadfully heavy
Margaret murmured, but it does hurt
So" Then, as Tom lifted her In his
arms, she said, "oh, Mabel, dear, if yot
don't mlnd-I will be ever so mucl
obliged-will you carry my gunY
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"Put your right foot foremost" is n
piece of advice that has been offered
to most folk, young and old, in the
course Of their lives. 1t is generally
equivalent to saying, "Now's your
chance; do your very best and show
what you are capable Of" Like great
many common phrases. this expression
has an old origin. In the days of an
Gent Rome, when people were usually
the slaves of some superstition or 9TH
er, 1t was thought to be unlucky to
cross the threshold Of house with the
left foot first; consequently boy was
placed at the door OF the mansion to
remind visitors that they were to put
their right foot foremost. The use of
the phrase In the wider sense became
obvious.