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Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26

time, and she had been delayed and
had heard no tidings for some days.
But such is the power of hopeful youth
to look on the bright side and throw
off dark foreboding that she found her
self wondering how Peter Grant had
succeeded in changing his trouble
some red hair of their school days to a
bronze brown, and what had become
OF the freckles that had married his
face as a youth before he went away
to the college at Wolfville.
L must ask Aunt Maggie about
him." she concluded. Hes a good
looking sort, although he did not prom
Use much in the old days, and he
knows how to ride and-he did not
recognize me-that pleases me-"
A few more miles of hard riding
and Miss West reached a farmhouse
Of the old Acadian type, with fifty
year MOSES on its implanted roof and
a well sweep of antiquated pattern,
picturesquely adjoining the yard. An
other horse was picketed there, and it
saluted her with a whinny-it was the
animal Peter Grant so vigorously be-
strode
"Ohr' she cried out in sudden
alarm, "can it be possible that Aunt
Maggie is the very sick woman he
was coming to visit? I pray that 1
may not be too later
AS she hurried into the kitchen she
found it filled with women of the type
of many Of Aunt Maggies neighbors,
and a murmur of strange unmusical
voices saluted her unwilling ears.
They had never in their lives had
chance to peer into the cupboard of
this house before; Aunt Maggie was
not of their sort, and to Evangeline
their presence savored of sacrilege.
They all started at the stylish figure
In the tailor-made costume, and they
failed to recognize Vangie West
How is she? My Aunt Maggie-is
she very ill2"
Jest alive-thats ALL The preacher
he's up there now-be you her Sis
ter's gal-what she brung up?"
Eyes, yes. What room is she in?
oh. takes me to her. 1t Is so long
since l was here l feel like a stran-
ger"
What Rendered We from comm
sooner, MISS" asked a rasping voice.
which Eyangeline remembered as be-
longing TO a layer-out Of the commun-
ity. Threading her way through the
hA ri
her sick relative lay. strange sound
Of monotonous singing leading her
thither. There, tossing and delirious,
lay the sick woman, burning with fe-
yer. The room was crowded with
neighbors-women who gathered at
death with the scent of hawks, yet
who felt-each OF them-that theirs
was a religious duty. There, too. was
Peter Grant. lining out hymn. which
was only sung to the dying. AS Evan
geline entered they were chanting mo-
notonously these hopeful lines:
For while the lamp holds out to
burn,
The vilest sinner may return"
Women with corrugated brows and
nasal tones sang the words in a weird
discord, to which the preacher added
a robust and melodious bass.
Evangeline held up a vigorous hand
and babe them stop.
Don't you see that she is far too
Ill for this sort Of thing? All leave
the room. please. and let her have air.
l will take care of her now"
'She should be permitted to make
her peace with God" the Rev. Peter
Grant spoke, partly from habit and
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26
A ROMANCE OF ACADIA.


"a VANGELINE WEST was rid
-tlEJx ing on an errand of grave i'm
port, but stopped long enough at
the foot of a steep declivity leading to
a babbling brook to give her tired
horse long cool draught of the clear,
swirling water before he forded the
stream. He was livery horse, hired
at the railway station, no other means
of rapid conveyance being available.
The young woman was home again
after several years of absence, during
which she had improved her time and
opportunities, and she was glad to re-
turn to her native heath, the land of
Evangeline, the Acadia of her heart
She looked far up the woodland brook
with a fond appreciation of its en-
chanted beauty. Evergreen trees,
pendent willows. silver birches and
graceful elms fringed the banks
speckled trout leaped and splashed I'M
afraid in the sparkling water. To
complete the symphony single must
cal note at intervals pierced the odor-
GUS silence, the call of the bell-bird to
its mate.
"Oh," cried the girl, longing to hear
human voice, surely
This is the forest primeval.
In the Acadian land on the shores of
the basin of Minas.
"Here, too, is Evangeline, but where
is her GabrielY'
eat your service" said strong,
masculine voice at her ear, startling
her so that she dropped her bride
rein over her horses head. She turned
and saw man in clerical garb, one
of the travelling preachers of the prov
ince, and looked at him ungraciously,
annoyed at his quick application of
her impromptu question addressed
solely to herself. Giving him a cool
NOD. she attempted to secure her pri-
die, which was entirely beyond her
reach. Her horse. feeling its free
dom. sprang forward. fording the
brook with a rapid bound and gallop-
ing up the further side at a pace that
nearly unseated his rider.
2 1t would have served her right If
the new Gabriel had left her to her
fate, but after lapse of time enough
for him to observe her plight, and as
she thought angrily enjoy it, he rode
I'D gently, not to hasten the speed of
Evangelines horse, and caught the err
rant bride and restored it to her hand.
peter Grant, at your service" he
said, touching his hat stitfiy. II am
on my way to visit very sick wom-
an. Pardon me-" and with leap his
:, horse shot ahead and was gone.
'He knows how to ride horse II he
Ia a minister" thought Evangeline.
:. Peter Grant! Why. we were school
mates, but he has forgotten me-"
Then she urged her horse forward.
for she, too, was going TO see sick
woman, her dearest friend, Aunt Mag
gle, who had been Riling for some
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26
A Hero.

The smoker followed the engine and
landed squarely on top of it. This al
lowed the escaping steam from the
engine to fill the car The smoker
was packed to it's utmost capacity and
all the passengers were cooked alive.
Not single passenger in this car es-
capped alive and it is estimated that at
least 40 of the dead were in the smoli-
eT.
Baggagemaster Thomas J. Baum, of
Hazelwood, who was in the wrecked
train, proved himself hero. With his
head and body frightfully cut, he man.
aged to crowl from the wreckage and
cropping his way along in the darkness,
tagged the westbound passenger train
No. 40. He had nothing with which to
dag the train except matches and
these he made use of in his despera-
ton, taking off his coat and setting
fire to it. He stopped the train Just
in time to prevent it from plunging
into the wreck and adding further hor-
ror. Baum collapsed when he saw he
had succeeded in stopping the train
and when the engine stopped he was
lying within few feet of it.
The dead bodies are all now in the
morgue piled up in a gruesome mass,
and it is impossible at this time to
pursue the work of Identification with
any success. 1t is presumed that
many OF the dead belong in Connells-
vile, but so disfgured are the faces
that they would be passed by as I'M
known even by their nearest relatives.
The clothing of many has been search
ed for some identification but this
means has proved fruitless. 1t is prob
able that at least half the dead will
never be identified.
Never were more terrible scenes to
be witnessed than those about the
wreck, the steam from the cars filing
the air and many of the stricken peo-
pie climbing out of the windows went
wild with bowls and screams of de-
llrium in the bushes and it is thought
that many have not been found Others
1t is thought, were caught in their
wanderings and cared for.
One man, after rushing into the
woods, came back again, went to the
baggage car of the relief train and sit
ting down, said: my God"
The next instant he dropped over
dead without another word. There
was not scar on him. He had in
hailed the steam.
An operator at "Vr' tower, on the
Pittsburg & Lake Shore road, across
the river, was the first to send word
OF the accident and to send for relief.
He was watching the Duquesne linn
tied as it was speeding along across
the river. He saw the cars pile high
IN the air and then sink back on the
tracks. The screams of the injured
and dying were plainly heard. In an
other second he was sending word to
the railroad officials at Dawson and
Connellsville.
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26
DOING THE FAMILY SHOPPING.


~-~-~~~-No~-~.~1~~
The group of men around the stove
In the country store looked up as a
shadow darkened the doorway. A
small girl, barefooted, barelegged,
freckled and tow-headed, stood tenta-
lively on the sill. Morning. said the
storekeeper, affably. "What kin do
for you, sis?"
The little girl looked stolidly up at
him. my mamma wants some beans"
"What kind O. beansT
Dunno"
"How many does she want?"
Dunno"
The storekeeper scratched his head.
"Well, sis, I'll give you some of my
ordin'ry beans, but how am l going to
know how many your ma wants?"
One Of the men round the stove
spoke. "She's got purse. P'r'ps the
money Is in that"
Sure enough. Gimme the purse,
sis"
The purse was handed over, and the
contents emptied out upon the counter.
There was nickel or two and many
pennies. The storekeeper counted:
Five-ten-fifteen-' three quarts
O beans'n do ye," and he measured
them out carefully. He was about to
pour them into the brown paper bag
when the little girl opened her mouth
again:
my mamma wants some soap"
'Some soap? Why didn't you say so
before? What kind O. soap?
Dunno"
Sunshine guess. How much
does she want?"
Dunno"
The storekeeper sighed "Lemme
see. I'll give you five cents worth O.
soap. Got any more money!
mo"
"Well, I'll take it outer the beans"
Once more the beans were measured
out. This time they were tied up, the
soap in a second package, and the
storekeeper pushed them with a beam
ing smile over the counter to the lit
tie girl. He was about to sweep the
money into the sill when she spoke
again:
my mamma wants some matches"
Matches! That beats the Dutch!
Why under the sun couldn't you speak
up earlier? Well, how many does she
Want?"
Dunno"
"No, o. course We don't Nobody
could have expected you to. They've
got ter come outer the beans, too, 1
s'pose."
The Greek chorus about the stove
looked on sympathetically as the bag
of beans was opened, and its contents
once more reduced. Then with the
three packages in her chubby arms,
the child started for the door. Half
way there She stopped, turned reached
up to put the bundles back on the coun.
ter, then delivered herself once more:
"My sister wants a stick O candy
for the baby"
The Greek chorus snOrted. The
storekeeper looked helplessly at the
beans, then at the child. But she
silently stretched out moist, fat hand.
A penny stuck to the palm. The man
picked it off and did up the stick of
candy-Youth's Companion.
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26
SONG OF THE DERELICTS.

From ocean to ocean we wander,
From polar to tropical tide;
Alone, and forlorn, and forsaken,
The wraiths of our time-faded pride.
Through the tumult and surge of the
tempest,
Wave beaten and battered we churn,
The ships of no name and no haven,
The ships that shall never return.
Boston Transcript.
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26
Seek Something Appropriate.

Eyes" said the old inhabitant. I'VE
thought we'd ought to do something
nice for Bill after his funeral. He
only had one fault. He couldn't tell
the truth"
what did you do for him?'
Carved little motto that his
friends would understandable him
lie in peace. Washington Star.
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26
Roasted to Death.

The killed were mostly foreigners,
who were in the smoking car just back
of the baggage car. They were liter
ally roasted to death, the baggage
and smoking car telescoping the en-
CINE and Immediately catching fire.
Many of their bodies are lying burned
to crisp in the baggage room of the
Baltimore & Ohio depot to be removed
later to the different undertaking
shops of the city.
peculiar feature of the accident
is the fact that not a woman was in
Jured, except few slightly.
The wreck was caused by the break
ing of castings on car load of bridge
timbers on a west bound freight train
which had passed Laurel Run not
more than Is minutes before the i'll
fated passenger train. The wreck oc-
Cured on curve and it was impos-
sible for Engineer Thornley, to see far
enough ahead to detect the obstruc-
ton on the tracks. A big Atlantic
type engine plunged into the timbers
at a velocity of 60 miles an hour. The
engine plowed into the embankment
and the baggage car was thrown into
the Youghiougheny river.
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26
Tribes Are RELAXED.

Mr.. Jochelson. chief Of the JesSup
North Pacific exploring expedition,
states that the tribes which he studied
in Siberia possessed characteristics in
common with the Indians OF North
America.
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26

| hogs s5@5.1O cwt.
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26

Although l have granted you this
interview" said the pompous new Of
hce-holder" 81 don't want people to
think I'm in the habit of talking for
publication"
They won't" replied the reporter.
when they see these remarks in
print. "-Philadelphia Ledger.
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26
SIXTY MEN KILLED IN WRECK
AND THIRTY INJURED, AT CON-
NELLSVILLE, PA.
Baltimore & Ohio Flyer Crashed Into
Pile of Lumber-The Killed Were
Mostly Foreigners-Were Roasted
AIive-Tom j. Baum a Hero-Not a
Woman Fatally Injured.

Connellsville, Pa, Dec 25-With a
terrible crash the Duquesne Limited,
the fastest through passenger train
from Pittsburg to New York on the
Baltimore & Ohio, plowed into a pile
of lumber at Laurel Run, two miles
west of Dawson, at 7:45 o'clock at
night, and it is estimated that fully so
lives were lost and 80 persons we're
injured.
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26
impossible.

Ethel-Gwendolyn Fadeaway's fiance
is thirty years older than she.
Jean-lmpossible, Don't you know
that Methuselah is dead?-New Or.
leans Times Democrat.
Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-12-26
Owns Hall the Shins.

Nearly half of the 1891 steamships
and II, 1872 sailing vessels in the world
are British.
The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1903-08-01
IN A VERY TIGHT PLACE.
A Thrilling Fishing Experience in
Northern Michigan.

Upon one occasion, in northern
Michigan, | was trout fishing in COM
pany with a veteran cruiser, a nan
who knew everything about the
rough bush-life, says a writer in the
Worlds Work. In time we reached
a bend in the stream where a lot Of
small logs had jammed during the
spring freshet, My comrade uncon-
cernedly ventured upon the logs,
and, before | could follow, by some
mischance he stepped upon a loose
one and instantly disappeared. Had
| not been looking at him it is likely
/ should have imagined he had
crossed and gone into the brush upon
the further side. One log of all the
mass was rolling and a hand showed
at one side of it. To dart across and
seize the hand occupied very few sec
onds, but, to my horror, | could not
pull him up through the narrow
space through which he had slipped.
To set a foot upon the log either side
of the opening and shove with all
strength was the only hope. For
seconds l chung to the wrist and
strained nightly. Slowly the logs
separated and up he came until he
was able to twist upon his stomach
across a log. Half drowned as he
was he had not lost his nerve; DO
don't let 'em squeeze back on mel'
he gasped, snd a moment later he
was on his feet. Most men would
have weakened then, but he was iron,
he had swallowed a lot Of water, and
had been cheek by jowl with an aw-
full death, yet he hadlno idea of prov
ing false. The logs were slowly slip.
ing farther apart and / was standing
like a certain large gentleman Of
Rhodes, unable to stand much
more spreading or to spring to either
side, while, Of course, to slip into tn,
water meant to enter the trap he hat
just escaped. In a few seconds h
seized my hand and one quick hau
carried me to a firm footing. Tn,
logs at once closed like a giganti,
trap. When we reached sole
ground my eomrade almost col
lapsed, and for half an hour he wa.
a very sick man. Later he said; "
hsld my breath as long as l could
calculatin' you might try to get ma
an pagdner, I'll.never forget that lit
tie turn. I reckon / was in q might
tight place.
The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1903-08-01

1t is proposed to use currents Of
electricity in place of aneastheticS for
operations on the teeth. One pole is
connected to an electrode nodded to
fit the tooth, and lined with wet ashes.
tos to counterfeit any heating effect on
the tooth itself. Five minutes %sutllces
to render insensible a tooth with a
single fang, Molar teeth aud those
with several fangs require longer.
The business men of Leavenwarth
are trying to interest capitalists IN the
building OF an electric line from Leav.
enworth to Platte City to connec with
the East Side Kansas Guy and ST.
joseph electric line, which Is in process:
OF construction.
The most profitable beef, pork o
mutton is hat which can be put upor
the market at the youngest age in
ripe condition.
Married-In Odessa Wednesday,
July %, Fred Bush and Miss Lizzie
Vance, Squire Taylor officiating.
Born in Higginsville, July %, to th,
H
wife of Will Perry, a girl.
Born in Corder, July 10, to the wifi,
OF John Djrnal, a girl.
Born in Higginsville, July %, 10 tn,
wife of VIM. Perry, a girl.
The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1903-08-01
HUMOR AND TRAGEDY.
Even Murder Trials Are Frightened
by Funny Episodes.

ANY trial in connection with which
the life of the defendant is at stakei is
a tragic proceeding, but once in
awhile something happens that
brightens up the solemn recital Of the
details of a homicide. Several days
ago. in criminal court No. /, says the
Washington Star, a colored man ap-
reared at the bar as if accused in a
murder case. One of the witnesses
introduced by the government was
the stepfather ofthe deceased. Upon
cross-examination an attorney repre-
senting the defendant inquired:
"You say you are the stepfather Of
the deceased?"
81 was two or three steps farther"
the witness FASTENED to say. GAS neal
as l can Judge, l was four steps farther
off than he was"
Even the dignifed co%urtenance Of
Justice Pritchard relaxed into q
smile. 1t required hard work on the
part Of the counsel to convince the
witness that the question had to do
WITH family relationship and not with
distance.
The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1903-08-01
CUR RUSSIAN IMMIGRANTS.
SuriOusly Enough Come Not from
Russia But from Austria.

Suriously Enough Come Not from
Russia But from Austria.
The statement that nearly all Rus
,ian immigrants in America come
from Austria may seem strange, but
IL is true, says Popular Science
Monthly. Last year $40 Russians
anne from Austria and only 1886
Russians from Russia.
The Russian Slavs are divided by
philologists into three divisions.
Great Russians, White Russians and
Little Russians. The Great Russians
occupy a large quadrangular area In
Russia consisting of the central gov
ernments, from Novgorod and Vol
CODA on the north to Kiev on the
south; from Pensa and Simbirsk OF
the east to the Polish provinces on
the west. The White Russians num-
Der less than 1000, 900 and occupy
some Of the western governments ad-
joining Poland. Great Russians and
White Russians do not emigrate. The
Little Russians occupy the great fer
tile treeless plain, the black mold
belt in southern Russia, which eX-
tends from Kiev to the Black sea.
They also people the two Austrian
provinces of Bukowina and Galicia,
1t is said that a line drawn eastward
on the map from Cracow in Galicia
through Kiev in Russia will divide
the Little Russians from the Great
Russians. The Little Russians Occu-
plying Galicia and Bukowina, Austria,
qre known as Ruthenians, They are
also called Russniaks and Red Rus
slams. Nearly all our Russian immi-
grants come from these two Austrian
provinces.
The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1903-08-01

The announcement cards Of the
marriage of MISS Rosamond b. Duvall
to MIR. Frank Neidlestate. both Of Ed.
ison, Wash. Mrs. Neidlestate was for
merly Of Odessa is much loved by her
many friends. She is a devoted Chris
ton and will make her chosen partner
q noble wife. Mr.. Nledlestate is a rail-
road engineer, otherwise he is I'M
known in this part Of the country
Their wedding was rather a surprise
to Missouri friends, who join in hearty
s.-Odesss Ledger.
The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1903-08-01
Taxing Used Stamps.

Rogues in this country are gener-
ally about as artful as we desire them
to be, but evidently they have some
thing to learn yet from the heather
Chinee. In West Java All Sin man
ages to cheat the post Office very in
geniously, On sticking a new stamp
on an envelope he smears the stamp
On the face with paste or a thin glue.
This takes the impression Of the de-
facing stamp at the post Office, and
can easily be washed off, so that the
stamp is once more seryiceable.
The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1903-08-01
FATHER OF ENGLISH HISTORY.
Cross to Be Erected in Memory of the
Venerable Bede.

venerable bede.
The plan to erect a cross in mem
DRY Of the Venerable Bede is a re-
minder that his is the greatest name
in the ancient literature Of Saxon
England. Although he is coming
late to the honor of monument, he
has long been respected by scholars
Is a fine old light in the dark ages.
The memorial to him, says the
Youths Companion, is to be erected
in Monkvearmouth, in the county
Of Durham, England, where Bede
was born about 673. It will be an
Anglican cross, about 25 feet high,
and will stand on ground once Occu-
pied by the twin monasteries Of
Monkwearmouth and Jarrow. Here
Bsde was educated by the abbots, to
whom he went an orphan in his lev
enth year. He remained in Jarrow
until his death, and devoted his long
life to reading, writing and teaching.
In those days Latin was the liter
Ary language, and in it Beds wrote
most Of his hymns, sermons, works
on chronology and grammar, and his
great Ecclesiastical History Of the
English Race" This work is the
chief source Of all our knowledge
about England before 1871. Alfred
the Great translated it into Anglo
Saxon.
Bede also loved the vernacular Of
his people, and translated into the
Saxon tongue the Gospel Of st.
John. His fine, calm spirit and de-
vOtion to his work and to God appear
in the beautiful story of his death.
He was at work on the last part Of
the Gospel Of st. John. His breth.
rem had all gone to a church festival
and the aged scholar was left alone
with one Of the clerks to whom h
dictated his work.
dearest master" said the scribe
"there is n chapter wanting, anC
it is hard for thee to question thy
self"
"No, it is easy" said Bede. "Tak,
thy pen and write quickly"
When evening came the serb.
said; "There is yet one more sen
tence, dear master, to write out"
write quickly, then"
Shortly after the boy said: "Kov
it is finished"
"Thou has spoken truly" reptile
the aged man. "Tt is finished"
So, say the old books, his sol
! passed to the Kingdom of Heaven.