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The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20
Church and Society Directory.

u. C. Church. services every Sunday m ,rning
and evening; Intermediate c. L. Sunday after
noon; Senior c. L. Sunday evening. Prayer
meeting each "Wednesday evening. Rev. j. l..
Read. PASTOR
ST. Patrick's Catholic churclr. services every
first and third Sunday OF each month Rev,
Fr. Oily, Rector
Crested Butte Lodge No ~, A. r. X A. NJ.
meets every Tuesday evening Mt Diers hail.
II. Z. Roth, ". NJ, F. L. souEer, Sc
Elk Mountain Lodge No -, l. o. o. f. meots
every Thursday evening at Diel's hall. j. NJ.
Jameson, n. G., G. L. Miller, Secy.
Snowy Range Lodge No. i3, X. of p. meets
every Wednesday evening at X. OF p hall
Tho. Campbell, c. C., Jas. Harris, X. of r. & s
Elk Mountain Camp No. 100, woodmen of the
World, Pacific Jurisdiction, meets every Friday
evening at X. of p. hall. A. L. Taylor, c. G..
w. d. Allen. Clerk.
Rachel Rebekah Lodge No. A., meets every
Friday evening at Diers hall. Alice Clark,
n. G., Susie Miller, Secy.
Silver Temple No. % Rathbone Sisters, meets
every Tuesday evening at X. of p. hall. Mrs.
Harris, NJ. +. C., Mrs L. Lovesy, NJ. of X. K S.
Croatian st. Mary's Society, No. 20. meets ev-
cry third Sunday of each month at Croatihn
hall. Anton Fisher, Pres, Martin Kuretich
Secy.
Croatian Sisters of St. Mary, No. 1S3, meets
every second Sunday of each month at Croat.
ian hall Mrs. Mike Muhch, Pres. Mrs. Mike
MuiIich, Secy.
Bon Gelacic Lodge, No. 21s, meets the 9th OF
each month Mt Croatian hall. Martin Shut
Pres. Anton yerzuh, Seoy
81. Josephs Society No. 81. meets every third
Sunday a. Lucas Orchnick building. Wm.
Kolas, Pres, Martin Kraschowetz, Secy.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20
HE WAS NOT IMPRESSED.
CID Indian Chief Turned Up His NoGc
at GORGEOUS TrappinQs

at gorgeous iTdpPInSS.
One of the civilians at the state
house has good one on the me1l
bers of the gilded staff which he is
telling with great glee, says the Cape
Ann (Mass.) News.
Down in Old Town a few years
ago, says the man who tells the story
they were entertaining the governor
and his gold-encrusted staff.
The Indians were enjoying the
staff as much as the staff were en-
joying the Indians. One old chief of
lost tribe had been watching the
gliding from distance.
Finally he came up to one of the
aids, who was standing bit apart
from the rest. He looked the colonel
over. He studied him attentively
from the front and rear and sides.
Belong to the armyY'' he asked.
NO" said the colonel
The Indian paused and studied the
effect anew.
Navy"
mo"
Another long contemplation of the
gold lace.
"Milesh?" queried the Indian.
There was whitening contempt II
the mo" of the answer.
The Indian went away back and sat
down. He had run his limit, but still
he wanted to know what all the trim
mings stood for.
Once more he loped up to the
colonel. and catching hold of his
aiguiilelte, put the question squarely
What do you belong to, neh?'
THE governors staff" replied the
aid, addirs littie strain to the
double row of brass buttons that
chased themselves down to his gold
lace belt.
"Oh, HI" said Lo. and he walked
! srav with his head in the air.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20
ADMINISTRATORS NOTICE.

Estate OF John Pogna Deceased.
The undersigned, having been appointed Ad-
mini-trators of the Estate of John Pogua late
Of the County of Gunnisoh and State Of Colo
rado, decea ,cd. hereby gives notice that they
Will appear before the County Court of Guuni-
son County, nt the Court House in Gunnison at
the Septsmbar Term, on Monday the 9th day OF
November. 1913, at which time all persons hay;
irg claims against said Estate are notified and
rcquested to attend for the purpose OF having
-afne adjusted. All persons indebted to said
Estate are requested to moke Immediate puy-
mcut to the undersigned.
Dated this 3rd day OF October A. ID. 1903.
a. ALEXANDER,
DoMENTCA PoGNA,
Administrators.
First pub. Oct 6 1903. Last pub. Nov. 1905
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20

Employers throughout the coun-
try are going to meet in Chicago to
form an international federation of
employers. After the labor urions
and employers union we shall have
to form a public urion.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20

The Germans of Brazil are ar
pealing to the German government
for aid against the Americans who
are beating them commercially.
AS Brazil is Germany's stronghold
we ought to feel satisfaction at the
news.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20

King Alfonso is about to make a
tour of Europe to find II wife. Judg-
ing from the condition of Spain S
finances it would be good policy to
marry an American heiress.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20

d. j. Stuart and associates are
preparing t. work their Italian
mountain property during the win
ter. The former went to Denver
last week but will soon return with
winter supplies.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20

Christian Scientists have begun
to treat animals. AS wi!l-power is
an important factor in their cures,
they ought to be able to work won
ders with the mule.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20
DESERT LAND. FINAL PROOF.
NOTICE FOR PUBLICATION.
United States Land Office
Gunnison. Colorado
Octobcr II. lgu3,

uuTTl1sbfi. 0UIpTNtiOf
October II. 1913.
Notice is hereby given that Joseph Sunki OF
Mount Carbon. formerly Baldwin, Colorado has
filed notice Of intention to make proof on his
d.sert-iaud claim No. ~ Ute, for the y = of s
4 OF Soc 81. Twp. II S X. ~ W. 9Th p. NJ. be-
fore the Register and Receiver at Gunui-on.
Colorado ON Saturday, the 9TH day of Decem-
ber, 1903
He names the following witnesses to prove
the complete irrigation and reclamation OF
said land:
William Webber,)
Severiu Peel, All OF Mount Carbon
.ipscph Duvitt, } Colorado.
joseph +. Heincr, OF Gunni@on. Colorado,
NJ. 4. DEERING,
Register.
Fist pub. Oct. 20, 1908. Last pub Dec. l, 1908.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20
TIMING COLU1N.

The Gothic concentrator still
promises to do business this sea-
son. A large amount of ore is said
tc be waiting the starting up of
this plant.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20

It is understood that the recent
ore shipments made from the
Augusta have been more than sat-
isfactory and that the Salida smelt-
ing company are making fair
treatment charges and giving good
returns on ore values and prompt
settlements.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20

The rumor that the Ruby Chief
had changed hands has not materi-
allied as no one has put in an ap-
pearance to look after the large
plant of machinery low idle and
going to obstruction. If these are
not looked after, another winters
snow will likely crush in the build
ing and complete the wreck.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20

but it is not unlikely should the
weather remain as at the present
time.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20

Geo. Russ and associates are
= pushing their work along rapidly
and hore to be under cover before
the snow interiors with their oper-
ations. A main working shaft is
being sunk and crosscuts run to
ore are to lie driven later on. The
mill is to he constructed and put
in operation just as soon as pos.
sible.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1903-10-20

The new house at the Yankee
Blade tunnel is nearing completion
AID it is expected that work on
this bore will he resumed at an
early date and he continued during
the winter. The drift will be eX-
tended on the vein until the Ex-
J. celsior territory is reached and it
is then purposed to follow the vein
the entire length of the claim. An
immense block of stopping ground
will thus be opened up to work up
on the coming season. The pro-
posed Augusta tram will take the
.esore down the mountain by spur
connected With the Yankee Blade
and both tunnels will thereby be
furnished transportation through
the one main line which will be
something over two miles in length
The Augusta saw-mill is now en-
gagged in cutting heavy timbers to
be used in the construction of the
derricks and buildings connected
with the line. The work of en-
larging the buildings of the Angus
tn tunnel hls begun and nearly all
of the lumber is now on the ground.
Drifting on the Augusta vein is
being pushed vigorously and is to
be continued during the winter
All ore is to be left standing on
the walls of the vein as nearly as
practical and the ground prepared
for ore STOPPING on an extensive ba-
sis as so On as the tram and mill is
il readiness to receive the same
Tt is not deterimened whether the
a .tual construction of the tram will
be started upon yet this fall or not
The Washington times., 1903-08-23
PLAYED A BOLD GAME
AND WON HIGH STAKE
Nerve OF a Railroad Superintendent
Fighting a Flood.

Did you ever see a man in poker
game bet every cent he had on three
aces? Well. that is what w. S. Carson.
superintendent of the Missouri Pacific
terminals at Kansas City. did But the
stakes were bigger. probably, than were
ever played In poker game. He bet
seven locomotives and his job that the
Missouri Pacific bridge wouldn't go out,
and this in the face of the fact that
seventeen bridges across the Kaw had
already been washed away And he won
Now, the Missouri Pacific has the
only bridge across the Kaw at that
place, When Mr.. Carson saw that his
company's bridge was likely to go the
way the others went he look desperate
chance. He decided to weight the bridge
down with mogul locomotives. Seven
of them, representing value of si25,- -
600, were run out on the trembling struc-
ture. He knew, as did everybody else
that II the bridge went the engines
would go with It. but he took the chance
and took IT alone. for the city was cut
off from communication with the other
heads OF departments. and there was no
one to consult with
Had the bridge and engines gone his
job would have gone, and with ii a
large share of his reputation as a man
of sound judgment But the plan was
a winner, and now his stock is away
above D2r--Louisville Herald
The Washington times., 1903-08-23

The hideous night wore on. and the
curiosity of the earlier evening return
ed to her The aIarum in the matron's
room kept changing. The ofr-scourings
of the city were gathered up. Mrs Cow
slip watched though crack IN the door
of The matron's room, in which she was
finally allowed b. that good-natured
woman to stay The procession OF erect,
painted creatures and of shambling. dis
heveled ones passed by. this with a
purple stain on her cheek where she
had fallen. those with the marks of each
others fingers on throat and forehead.
The whole shocking array she saw. She
heard the screams. the oaths. the songs
from the corridor, into which they pass
ed. in the firm, unmoved charge of the
small. kind unsentimental matron. Her
ruling passion mounted high. She wish
ed to address. exhort. Improve, direct
them.
Finally she persuaded the matron to
let her walk through the prison before
the tiers of cells At the sight of her a
silence fell, so strange an apparition was
she to that place, in her homely, grand
motherly garb. with all the records OF a
clean and simple life set fair upon her.
When she had passed. some laughed
harshly and broke into singing, that none
might deem them weak, but others sill
entity turned their faces toward the
whitewashed wall against which their
boards were propped. and hid their
faces.
Before the cell of Irish Maggie, the
early conner. the matron paused.
This is the one you heard singing
earlier in the night she told Mrs
Cowslip. Maggie. this is lady from
the country who was lost too late to
go on with her journey. and she is
looking about her. 1t makes her very
sad to see you foolish girls. and the
trouble you bring on yourselves.
Maggie had been asleep for some
hours She had walked to address some
pointed observations to her unseen COIN
panions on the subject OF their noisiness,
Now she eyed Mrs. Cowslip surlily.
IF it makes her so sad. she ain't
under any force to look, is she?'
For shame. Maggie, Have you no
respect for gray hairs?''
mot when they come a-pryinr"
"PryinI" cried Mrs. Cowslip. II ain't
pryin', you unfortunate creaturei I'm
only wishful TO have you see your wrong
doin' an your sin, an to"
"Bahp cried Maggie. There was
rustic throughout the prison, denoting
a movement of the occupants Of the
collie tonard tho Oraffn1s Mag turned
away. as one done with conversation.
Then she whirled again.
What do you know about it7" she
asked hereely. "Was you brought up
a foundlin'? Was you, say?"
The Washington times., 1903-08-23

The matron shook her head gently.
They have new ways nowadays" she
said. Best let them try them, don I
you think"
NO, I don't! Not on my grandsont"
snapped Mrs. Cowslip, her eyes flash
ing little sparks behind her spectacles.
Mercy on us! Amt brought up three
children-one of them the Apaches kill
ed; my dear; he was a soldier, my Oldest
boy. and only twenty-five, only twenty
two-an' amt / buried three babies? q?
What experience has LuelIa Johnson had
alongside of me?''
The drunken lady, safe behind the bars,
began discordantly to relate the adven-
lures of some one who stood between
love and duty. Mrs. Cowslip listened,
her face divided between repugnance,
fascination and righteous Judgment.
"I never saw drunken woman in all
my life she said, solemnly and a lit
tie fearfully. "Oh. it's awful. It's aw
full, But maybe, if could see her. l
could say something TO her to lead her
to a better life
The matron's discreet lids futtered
down over her shrewd eyes.
I'm afraid not" she said, refraining
from even an inflectional comment on the
connection between missionary zeal and
curiosity "She's an old hand. But go
on about the baby.
"Oh. he's a dear boy. Mrs. -, Mrs.
Matron! You'd love him. You've got
children of your own, l guess"-she
nodded toward the red hood in the mat
ron's indefatigable ingers-"an you
couldn't help but love him. So round
But Luella has got no more feelin' for
him than a clock--not a bit Feeds him
on the hour. puts him to sleep on the
hour. airs him by the hour! UGH"
For you'll never know a blessing like
a mothers lovei' caroled the old Of
fender from the corridor of cells, with
inebriate pathos.
Are you sure couldn't exhort herr"
begged Mrs. Cowslip. "Our minister
maybe you've heard of him. the Rev.
Orlando Green? No? Well. he says
have a real gift for exhortin'. an that
he otter wouldn't be able to get pray
er meetin' started If 1t wasn't for me-"
The matron shook her head. about
the baby?" she reminded her guest.
We'll" Mrs. Cowslip's face settled
into lines of grievance, yesterday
Luella went to a meetin' OF the womans
club of-of the place where come from
this mornin'. She left me an the hired
girl-Luella keeps hired help an John
keeps a man: he needs one. of course
for the barn work. but as I tell her,
always got along without hired help. an
had a big family, to hers; not but
John can afford IL. though. Anyway,
she left us TO take care of little Jaclky
The Washington times., 1903-08-23

| He was colicky an cross. He fretted
rocked him, but il didn't seem to do no
manner of good. SO told Emma-she's g
the help-to go to the apothecary's an
get me a little paregoric She was
scared to, for Luella had made her as
notional as she is herself about pare
goric; but l told her I was mistress
there when her mistress wasn't at
home, an she went. An I was just
putin away the bottle when Luella
came in. She came early because she
was anxious about baby"
BE IL ever so humble" quavered the
voice from the corridor. there's no
place like home"
well, what LuelIa said to me. an
what my son John stood by her IN
sayin', and what my own husband-my
own husband, Mrs. Matron, that ain't
crossed me before in forty years-not
since we was first married-what he
stood by her in sayin'. IL"
Her fine pride and ire gave way. Her
lips lost their determined line and
shook; her firm old chin quivered and
she sobbed
So this mornin' I took the egg
money" she went on brokenIy. 'T kent
the hens at John's-an' started for nv
daughters. l didn't go to our station.
for they'd find out from Dan Simms that
keeps it that I'd come to New York.
walked-an' it's four miles an there
m
village. Twice 1 was scared. The
Fowlers were gathering in their pump
kins down at their roadside patch. an
thought if Sam Fowler saw me he
could tell Pa which way / had gone,
but he didn't An the Lahey children
were up in an apple tree near the fance.
but they didn't see me. either Nobody
stopped me. went on. past our own
farm, that I'd left 80 be-to have my
own husband stand by LuelIa Johnson
against mean I'd have gone in there
an never left Il again. but the people
that rent it-I could see some of Them
UP around the dooryard, weedin' out my
chrysanthemum border, maybe. Well.
anyway, went on TOTO the next sta
tion, an 1 bought my ticket, an then
had only seventeen cents left But
wouldn't go back. They sha'n't know.
none of them, where 1 am. till I'm with
Josephine. She'll stand by me. not with
Luella Johnson. An do you think she'll
like the butter dish?'
The song stage of inebriety had passed
from the occupant OF the cell, and she
n
tions. whey she found herself in sur
roundings so distasteful to her But
the old lady. lost in the bitter recolIec-
tien Of how another ruled in her stead,
no longer listened.
The Washington times., 1903-08-23
MRS COMSIIPS REPENTANCE The

slip after the sepulchral whiteness of
at the flre-it was cold evening in the
the early autumn-and cast a wistful
glance at the tea kettle The matron
observed it.
"Bless my soul!' she cried. energet-
ically. when did you have your lunch ?''
II left home in such a hurry"
Wen have you cup of tea in
iiffy." declared the proprietor of the tea
pot, as Hospitality as If the city paid
her TO dispense food and drink to her
charges. Now you tell me all about
everything while put the water on to
boil. -
But Mrs. Cowslip did not begin until
she had slipped q cup OF the steaming
beverage and had eaten a slice of the
matron's emergency loaf. Then she
spoke with heat and bitterness.
I've stood everything from Luella
Johnson-shes Luella Cowslip now. for
she married my son John, DR.. John
Cowslip. he is, and, II do say it my
self. the finest doctor and the best son
in-in our part of the country, I've stood
everything from heri Twas her per-
suaded father-that's my husband-that
we was too old to stay out on the farm
alone any longer, an that we'd better
come into the village an live with her
an John. Now l knew well enough
that l didn't want to live in any other
woman's house. but pa-well. pas sort
of easy-going."
SO I should imagine nodded the
matron, as she took note OF Mrs. Cow
slips resolute chin
Anyone can wind him around their
little finger, an he sets a good deal of
store by LueIla An don't say that
she wasn't sought after right an left
before John married her. But anyway
pa was gettin' old. an we moves down
to Luella's."
The sunken lips grew a grim line now.
THAT girl had more notions than any
one 1 ever saw. What's that bell, my
dear?"
But the matron had vanished to re-
ceive the next of her poor prizes from
the sergeant. When she returned. she
said briefly, "A prisoner-drunk" But
as she volunteered no more, Mrs Cow
slip went on.
Didn't believe in fried food-Luella
didn't. an set no store by pies. II that's
what comes of sendin' girls to college.
I'm glad my Josephine never went. but
got married when she was nineteen. But
anyway, when the baby came. it's q
blessing Luella didn't kill him. No
rockn' him 10 sleep. she said. No cradle
at all, Just a crib Rockin' would make
him nervousl Nervous! A baby nervousi
Did you ever hear the like of that! An
IL he hollers. let him holler, An in
human mother, called her. an an in
human mother she was"
The Washington times., 1903-08-23

sober combing Jacket were rolled to-
gether with a pair of knitted slippers in
the bag. and a pressed glass butter dish
was carefully swathed in tissue paper in
one corner of it. Mrs. Cowslip's eyes
clouded as this was drawn ruthlessly
out.
I'm bringin' it," she faltered. "to my
own daughter that I'm on my way to see
at Mystic. It's my own; l always had
the egg money. an bought tea with
enough OF it to get that dish as prem
ium. Real handsome. ain't it?"
The matron nodded appreciatively.
But your daughter will be awfully
worried when you don't come. and she
doesn't hear from you" she urged.
Mrs. Cowslip smiled superior.
'She don't know I'm comm, my dear, &"
she whispered. "An' If I'd told that
young policeman in there her name an
let him telephone to Mystic she'd just
up an telegraph her father back in
back in where l come from this mornin'.
An 1 won't have that
The matron tried sterner tactics.
"Oh. very WE'LL" she said. with an
air of elaborate indifference. Just
as you please. But I'll have to rut
you in a cell This is my room and
there's no place in it for you to
sleep or anything. But I'll make you
as comfortable as I can in cell
"A celI!" Mrs. Cowslip grew per-
ceptibly taller.
Yes" The matron nodded with Der
most business-like manner. Il won't
lost. And you can come around here if
you get lonesome or frightened in the
night. But there's no other place for
you. This isn't hotel. you know
Mrs. Cowslip seemed to waver in her
purpose OF silence. Then she COM
pressed her lips in token OF unchang-
ing resolution and stalwartly followed
con IN the women's quarters of the
prison. But the sight Of it unnerved
her.
"Oh. I can'ti 1 can't!" she cried,
clutching the matron's arm and looking
through the grated doors in which The
key was turning omniously.
Then Just tell us where to telegraph
said the matron. kindly. land tiff
everything's all right, we'll send you on
ourselves"
"Oh, you don't understand. you don't
understand" half sobbed the older wo-
man.
Then you come back to my room and
tell me all about 1t. and we'll see If
can't persuade you to let your people
know"
The grimy little room, blocked to
overfowing with its stove. its chair. its
table. and its shelf where the tea ket-
tie stood, seemed homelfke to Mrs Cow
The Washington times., 1903-08-23
no" faltered Mrs. cowsiip.

No" faltered Mrs. Cowslip.
moi You wasn't An was you put
out to service before you was twelve2
MOI An was you a slave for boardin'
house before you was fifteen? No. An
was you glad enough to marry the first
loafer that ever spoke a soft word %
you? No, Or to take his beatin's IL
he'd only make up with you again2 Not
Or TO work the flesh off your bones 20
get him money. SOS he stay with your
MOI An he never left you. did be,
Your husband amt never deserted you.
has he? He's a nice, whitehsired. old
gentleman with a cane-oh. I see him
an he thinks you're wonderful good be-
cause you amt never done none OF tbs
Things you amt tempted 10 do An
your ehildren-they amt robbed you an
cast you or III bet fits mother this
an mother. that an where's mothers
armchair an Mamie. run upstairs for
your grandma's glasses!' on. know
I knowi"
lone away. come away. Mrs. Cow
SIP urged the matron. 'sTbsrs,s no
use trying 10 stop her when she gets
going on like this"
NO, no. said the old laav xbaL,,
on the hand that would have led bar
away. u ner
Neat an warm your house" went =,
Mag singsongily. "Lovin' an wtIIfn, u.
hands about you. What cause would vo,
have to go an drink But are vo,,
grateful for what you've got7" She cans
close to the barred door OF her cell sns
peered out. her hands above her bjearad
eyes, the better 10 see. You're rot,
You're not. OF course, you don't steal,
You've no cause to! or course vo,
don't drink. What have YOU got ~
forget? But you've got your sins-r
know-you've got your sins an no sx-
cuse for them,''
She turned and paced to the end Of
her cell. Then she wheeled about.
Go down on your knees" she said
hercely. "an' thank God for a good hus-
band an good children an a good
home"
The bell changed peremptoriiy in the
matron's room She caught the culver
ing old lady by the arm. and hurried
her away to that dismal shelter. She
pressed her gently down into the chair.
There. there" she said, soothingIy,
stay here and III be back in an in
stant."
When she returned from that visit
TO the sergeant's desk. the slow tears
OF old age were crawling down Mrs.
Cowslip's finely wrinkled cheeks.
There" she said. putting a slip OF
paper into the matrons hand-"there's
the address-for the telegram: an he
the policeman. you know. in there-he
might say that I'm sorry if-if they was
upset at home. New York Evening
Post.