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The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1903-06-04

A newspaper contributor was lately
admitted into the extensive suite of of
fees which constitute the headquarters
patients by the thousand. Among the
busy swarm of assistant doctors, clerks,
photographers and bookkeepers, DR..
Hartman stopped long enough to say q
few words.
GA large number Of female patients
are re- entered Oh my nv books as M regular
patients and are treated by correspond
ence is very much larger. Hundreds of
letters are received and answered free
every day. A yet greater multitude
are cured, of whom I never hear. Some
OF this latter class write me years after
their cure.
ct never allow a name published ex-
cept by the written consent of the
ratiesit. We make no charge at any
The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1903-06-04
FD1roEs LEISURE HouRs,

/ FD1roRs IE1suRE fouRs,
II DISSERTATIONS OF PASSING EVENTS. Il
commencenents judging
reported
lega State have done WELL One reads of
s'As oA''' every
than previous and for
Altogether North Carolina
upgrade
State shows we'll for the educational But after all
could school,
satisfied with doing and little Tor the i'm
proyemen Of their minds
fifty limit
.,.-,n, with threescore line may per-
~'Se Wv 'eS hars probably contemplate the following
the Elkin Times "The West and sometimes induce the girls
the far Western States He bad lived the road from
admire the pluck Of
trying his condition in life, he is S."
Duplin berry
ped nlastse expresses
'A 'A' great in berry
another and should
among acreage grown
may disadvantage
cooperation
growers and quality Of berries
growers through
should Immediately begin next season."
mora great moulders public opinion
drink evil. n his address
~ ~ the graduating class a Wake last week.
Taylor question
following
banshng
forms? They everything do with it. What they
already
bo than Hercules will required sluice
through colleges
strive wise practical legislation the next General Assembly will
of bghtng
protection andw
of a
either North West
quotes TexasH Houston Post
xA A " ~ ~ concerning the good foreign immigrants
quoted says:
powerful
swedes
responsible prosperity
thrift have in majority instances accumulated fair
beyond question
Peacefully naturally
abiding Immigrants Texas have valuable
history, becoming professional political
usual attendant OF their On
bis superiors"
BUTLER bob and then in
get papers Dispatch gives follow
= e., ing paragraph reference
~>-e - from huckleberry Senator Ma
Its deme Of
county Washington doubtless
nger
hmsef
reporters dull season. live matter
Offices In the his
great suppose
kicked BUCKET said
themselves
absurd that Popuist will support
The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1903-06-04

Chronic Ailments OF Cured
Pronnnen Casestn ulustratn
The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1903-06-04

Mexico raises $1,000 balss Of the
100000 bales of cotton used every year
In that country.
The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1903-06-04
Nervous Depression.

months of nervous diseases. especiallv
nervous prostration and other depressed
states OF the nervous system. People
who are not at all inclined to be nervous
or suffer from weak nerves find this
and electrical disturbances Of the at-
mosphere are probably the cause Of
this.
lnvalids need to be particularly care
full to fortify the nervous system by
the use Of Peruna.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15

+, err at the nearest station for the passage
Of the fast mail. grew into hair-raising to-
TENS of alright, but the green lights shone
kindly.
Walters. the veteran. with iron nerves. on
his seat for that long los miles. looked to
the stranger like AN angel of light. with
ever-ready hand. guiding the lives behind
him.. through the realms OF evil into Il
coming day.
With De Soto. the first stop out from the
Barracks, the effects of the strain on the
man new to sensations in an engine cab
were present In the lame back. the sore
muscles. distressing feeling of vacuum in
side and the severe headache. II was a re-
lief TO watch Walters climb down the gang
way to look his machine over and oil the
pulsing cylinders.
INTO II OZARKS
FOR \ STIFF CLIMB.
Water was taken into the 5.oo0-callon
tank. The baggage was hustled out of the
way and next run OF thirty-three miles to
Bismarck. where W. were to strike the
Ozarks. was begun. Out of Bismarck We
began to strike grades. 1t was one giddy
climb after climb.
Suess kept the shovel moving from the
tender to the furnace. The pointer on the
gauge shivered with the strain. Walters
damned the reverse forward to get the best
out Of the big engine. She painted like a
ICY pAoiltlio Il NtSttEu l9iI Oh
the mountain side. Hills succeeded hills. as
we ran into the footings of the Ozarks.
Bismarck was made in no time. We took
on coal. The fireman drove us out of the
cab to escape the choking dust as the an
thracite ratified into the ten-ton compart-
ment of the tender. Then all aboard and
we were away again for the heart of the
OEarks.
Mountain masses ciossed to night. The.
dark bulk of Iron Mountain rose in the
shadows Through the veil OF drifting snow
the dumps of mines spoke of mints of
money, removed when smaller engines than
the big locomotive at our head drew the
ore to market and turned it into circula-
ton.
Mists clothed the Ozarks. The air of the
mountains struck fresh and chill at mid
night. No. 1910 labored at her work on a
2-per-cent grade. The boom, boom of her
shortened breath found hollow echoes in
the rocky deflesl For once on her way, the
solemn stiffness of the hills dwarfed her
mighty clamor. As she felt her steel path
way to the summit the angry glare Of the
open furnace arose high into the heavens
and splashed lone trees and rocks with a
wild light. Ablaze with ruby color. the
mountains flashed their reflected glory and
shrank back into uncertain gloom
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15

left Union Station on No. 5 at $50, ten min
utes late. We were due at Poplar Bluff a
> in the morning.
Twenty minutes ahead No. I was grinding
the rails. Twenty minutes behind us No.
was coming like the wind. We were pocket,
ed in the middle of a space of forty min
utes. We were ten minutes nearer NO. !
than was comfortable for the stranger who
could not see the track in the rear. Yet he
felt in his marrow bones that his attention
WAS properly in front. SO he strained his
eyes for more green lights.
Walters was getting speed out of the en-
CINE. On a long tangent 1t was a breathiess
race. that became glorious for its exhilara-
ton. But something happened. There was a
sudden shock. The monster had struck a
curve at fifty miles an hour. An awful
slew. a lurch, lurch. Iurch-everything was
dashine over toward Walters's side of the
cab. Driving wheels seemed to have left
the short rail to churn themselves In the
empty air.
WALTERS THROWS THROTTLE
OPEN FOR A RUN.
The smoke from the stack whirled askew.
The storm seemed topsy-turvy and the
whole mass of steel, driving a wedge into
the n~othingness. was for that fearful mo-
ment writing to get on its feet.
Then the nauseating long roll as she
righted and staggered along the short reach
of rail toward the next curve. seen bale
fully in the electric headlight. 1t was brace
and get ready for the same crash.
What was Walters doing? His ready
hand sought the long lever. 1t opened the
throttle wider. TIL reverse was set at
center for speed. He was going to buck the
curve ahead with greater force. He hit 1t.
A green light shot from the right TO the
left across the startled vision of the stran-
ger. The burr of No. 1920 was lost in the
terrific jar of the impact. The engine gave
a c~onvulsive throe like a dying agony. The
mad6ened steel was hurled into an open cut,
through 1t, and came without warning on
white lights ahead.
4 hiss of air like the note of a RATHER
brought every one TO his feet. Walters
threw on the reverse and thrust his head
far out into the snow clouds. The whistle
screamed like seven kinds of fiends. Yet
the frantic pace was still headlong.
Box cars. miles of them. whirled past and
the red fires of another locomotive on the
siding. burnt a hole in the darkness. Five
seconds and they were forgotten in the
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. flight. So these phan-
toms of the night appeared to distort the
senses and die in an instant.
Farmhouses became monstrous shadows
of d.smay in the dimness of distance, rear
ends of freight trains. held by the dispatch
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15

to John Baptiste Trudeau. In both trans
actions lands were simply snapped, no
monetary considerations being mentioned.
The first official sanction of the convey
ances was made by the Spanish Territorial
Governor on October 20. 1893, when the title
held by Don Zeno Trudeau was confirmed.
In 1905 the Trudeaus sold the old stone
house to Bernard Pratte for $50. Since then
1t has changed hands many times, evidently
being a popular corner in old days. when
that location was in the heart of the busi-
ness district of the city.
ONCE SOLD FOR $50.
From $50 in 1sos the value has advanced
until the Terminal Company recently paid
more than $4,000 for the property.
The sidewalk along the side of the old
stone house is very narrow and was cut out
of a ledge of rock. In opening Chestnut
street the city fathers of several genera
lions ago evidently respected the venerable
pile. and also avoided the necessity Of blast
ing through the cliff in the rear. The width
of Chestnut street was made to conform 10
the original excavations for the stone house
at that point.
As n piece of masonry. the house Ia a
monument to the skill of the French settler
who built it. Evidently he used mortar of
ii KIM quite inherent from tnat which IN
put in many modern buildings. IL still
sticks after almost a century and a half
of war against the elements. The stones are
placed together in a way that makes It
appear as IL the building had been erected
only ? few weeks.
At one time the structure was a plain
One-and one-haif-story affair. setting back
several feet from the present east line OF
the Lsvee pavement. The old shingie roof
gave place many years ago to another
story. and che front was rebuilt. Along the
sides. however. the building. perhaps. is
the same to-day as il was when Laclede. the
founder. lived in st. Louis.
Old residents say that the stone house
was at the extreme eastern point of the
rock cliffs that formed the background to
the river bluffs. Parts of this old ledge
OF rock are still found at intervals between
Elm street and Lucas avenue. Soon the
terminal extensions will cause the remain-
der Of the stone formation to be reb.astcd
out.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15

WRITTEN FOR TIL SUNDAY REPUBLIC.
Green lights. changed to white on the sig
nal tower.
The conductor raised two fingers.
Veteran Ed Walters. in the cab. gave his
purring pet the steam.
No. 1870 doomed In her eagerness, as she
took the long train out of Union Station
into the night.
Fireman Frank Suess stuck his head out
OF the gangway 10 get q full breath. Then
he grabbed the shovel TO give Walters 200
pounds on the run.
The gauge was drumming two pounds to
the good as / settled myself in the teeth
Of a %rousing snowstorm. We were in for II
over 1s5 miles of Iron Mountain track. to
the end Of the division at Poplar BLUM.
r. c. Smith. superintendent OF that
stretch of track, made room for Suess to
swing eight tons OF anthracite on the way
down. The fireman unbucklcd the chain
guards ON the tender to let the black dia-
monds within easy reach.
The bell was moaning its alarm In the
Terminal yards. The 165-ton mogul felt her
ugly way through the maze of rails. Her
tones had deepened into thunder as she
poked her black shoe i'll the direction Of
Tower Grove.
Into the binding glare Of her electric eye
tons. but the green lights winked back
ssfe, safe and safe to the yard limits. Wal
tiers opened another notch. She quivered
like A maiden almost afraid, and vet glad
of her glide into freedom.
Suddenly Waltorss hand went to the air.
II rushed with a long-drawn sigh on the
big driving wheels. White ii~yhts-twirs in
the blackness-tooh Waiters's head through
the cab windows.
Tho monster locomotive shivered.
FIRST THRILL OF
THE NIGHTS RUN.
The rear end OF the train ahead faded as
she took her switch. a yard lantern waved
safe" and the first thrill OF the run had
chased down the spine OF the stranger in
the cab. Walters glanced searching V at
his guest. A grim smile played over his set
face as lie gave No. 1G2O her go ahead
Fireman Suess crafty sprinkied the crate
bars. In the leaping red glow of the open
furnace door he turned 10 the interloper
and Missed: I'VE haven't got started yet:
how do you like II far az you've goue:'
tlang went the furnace door and a gust
of snow chilled the mar looking for sem
satioRs.
ouivering with q heavier breath of steam
IN her cylinders the mcgul snorted into new
life as she struck a curve. Every wheel
biz the upraii Al a separate moment. The
cab lrrched toward the short rail. rolled
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15

| like a ship righting and sank back on the
| level with a sickening heaNe.
| Walters was evidently getting down 10
! business. But Suess said it was IA mistake.
! They were not fairly started. How good
| the green lights looked. Green lights meant
| sa fety and they sprinkled the night like
stars of hope. The stranger tried TO reas-
| sure himself by asking the fireman once
more If accidents could happen in the midst
I of green lights.
Green lights can't hold down a sprung
| rail-" came the response, as he opened the
furnace door and painted the whipping
| snow-hakes with a rudy LANCER signal.
The nerves of the stranger tingled as he
| grabbed the sill of the cab window and let
the cold snow strike him.
Mogul was pounding.
Her pistons hammered q dance diaboiic
and she shook from pilot to cab. Walters
was making for the river to reach the main
line to the Barracks. A breath of damp.
| ness swept into the windows. He gave
her another notch and she leaped forward
| with a deafening roar.
Her sooty back hair was trailing across
closed glass panes. smudginr them so that
the welcome green lights went out, one by
one. .
SOME PHANToMS OF
THE STORMY NIGHT.
Dim shafts doomed ahead. black boogies
of the stormy night. a distant CLEAN OF
water. the cfOah Oh Il siren on a Dig river
steamer and the stranger gulped Il lump
down his parched throat. Green lights
flashed just beyond.
The hand that had sought the sliding win
dow to open and Jump at the cry Of warm
ing sneaked back into the shadow. and the
grateful eye rested fordly en- tho row gil
gsntic figure of Walters. vigilant at the
other side of the cab.
1t was q fast run along the rivers brink
to the Barracks. The trim new little sta
ton of brick was like getting back home.
when Walters gave her the reverse art.
brought his steel horse standing with a
tight rein.
Straightaway for a f~orty-two-mile run
without a stop. we pulled out. and then
Walters really got to work. and Suess he
gan to give him 22 pounds. with 1.2T
shoveis of coal all the way. 1t meant OPEN
ing the furnace door 1894 times. twice to
each shovel. No. 1920 cooled in seconds.
There was no leaving her s~eething fires ex-
| posed to the air.
There are curves along the Father OF
Waters. Walters id not slow FOR any of
them. In this modern day the engineer bats
his pet over the head and keeps her going
at a high rate of speed. Suess said that he
could promise some running low. We had
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15

our time gliding by the summer homes OF
many ST. Louis residents. Gads Hill, a fear
some place, where. they say, in earlier days
bandits used to hold up trains. was passed
uneventfully. A helping engine plotted the
way up the long grade to Tip Top. the high
est point on the line. Piedmont finished
fifty-seven miles of the last run and stop
before making the Bluff.
1t was dawn as the Mogul made her last
stop at Poplar Bluff. The great engine
looked weary. ready for the shop. and Ter
earned rest. Walters climbed stif1v from
the cab and patted her softly.
7. r. MacMECHEN.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15

Smoke and snow was all one blast in the
speed of the engine.
Faster she hit the rails that shone wick
eddy in the searchiight. Walters was taking
a kink out of that ten minutes. He glanced
over his shoulder at the stranger to see
how he was taking it. He saw some one
huddled together in the other corner of the
cab. holding on for dear life.
This was the limit. On the level. it would
not have been so terrific. but the 2 per cent
drop of the track made the engine pitch
head first into eternity.
A long breath was coming when we
reached the bottom of the hill. and took
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15

Down we dropped into the peaceful Area
dia Valley at a seventy mic speed. The
mantle of night descended with the big
locomotive, for Suess had a resting spell.
1t was simply turn loose and runs like
creased tightening. We were merely play
ing before. The very devil seemed to possess
the Mogul.
DOWN PER CENT
GRADE AT SEVENTY MILES.
She jumped at the curves and arose in
the air to settle with a sway that shook the
teeth. The smoke wrapped its suffocating
gases about the cab. The snow drove by
like the Yalkyries on their furious ride.
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15

WRITTEN FOR THE SUNDAY REPUBLIC.
In tracing the title to the southwest cor
ner of Chestnut street and the Levee, which
Is included in the Terminal Railroads large
purchases for extensions along the river
front. the Title Guaranty Trust Company
has found the records to show that the stone
house-a familiar landmarks more than
1873 years old.
1t is said to be the first stone house erect
ed in st. Louis.
The original conveyance of this property.
the deed written in French, was made in
1863 by Joseph Marchetand to Frances Bes-
sonet. "A certain house, 45x20 feet. Is de-
scribed in the quaint. old document. The
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15

consideration mentioned was that the said
Frances Bessonet should take care of the
said Joseph Marchetand for the remainder
of the latter's days. providing him with
lodging. linen and board
This makes it evident that the stone
house was erected prior to 1863. and It Is
believed that Marchetand. a French set
tier. was perhaps the builder. 1t is pre-
sumed that he was an old man when he dis
posed of it to Bessonet under the agree
ment that the beneficiary was to take care
OF him.
!. At a subsequent date. not clear in the rec
ords. the property was transferred to Mary
Catherine Desnoyers, who In 1873 traded it
The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-02-15
His Sad Story.

Lady: 'oh. what caused you to drink 80
hard. my poor MANI
Tramp: We'll. mum. it's a sad story.
When l was a baby ! was found in a
basket"
Lady: What of that
Tramp: 1T was a champagne basket"
Chicago News.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1903-12-24
HORSES SENSE OF SMELL.
Will Leave Musty Hay Untouched and
Refuse to Drink from Some
Buckets.

A horse will leave musty hay I'M
touched in his bin, however hungry,
says the Agricultural World. He will
not drink of water Objectionable to his
questioning sniff, or from a bucket
which some odor makes offensive, how
ever thirsty. His intelligent nostril will
widen, culver and query over the dainti-
est bit offered by the fairest of hands.
with coaXings that would make a mortal
shut his eyes and swallow a mouthful
at a gulp. A mare is never satisfied by
either sight or whinny that her colt
is really her own until she has a certi-
fed nasal proof of the fact. A blind
horse, now living, will not allow the ap-
proach of any stranger without showing
signs of anger not safely to be disre-
garded. The distinction is evil
IDENTIFY made by his sense of smell, and
at a considerable distance. Blind
horses, as a rule, will gallop wildly
about a pasture without striking the
surrounding fence. The sense of smell
informs them of Its proximity. Others
will, when loosened from the stable, go
direct to the gate or bars opened to their
accustomed feeding grounds, and when
desiring to return, after hours of care
less wandering, will distinguish one
outlet and patiently await its opening.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1903-12-24

didn't come by them honestly-that is,
from his point of view. You won't feel
hurt, will you, brother? Papa is so diff
ferent from you"
So the brother, flushing red, took back
his barbaric gifts and went to bed. In
the morning, Don after breakfast, he
went out of the house, called a cab, and
babe the driver take him to 2441 Penrose
street. The doll and the battleship had
not arrived, and he Vas going after
them. He got out of the cab in a squalid
street, and went into the only house in
the block. 1t was a dirty, t%umbledoWn
cottage, built below grade and with a
sign For Sale" nailed to the rickety
fence. A thin woman, in an old, faded
wrapper, am to the door.
Il came to see if"
"Oh, | knew somebody I'D come" she
interrupted him. 81 knew they wasn't
for us, sir-won't you come in"
He stepped into the dingy room and
saw a %big-eyed, frail girl of seven fond
ling the great French doll.
"You see, sir" said the woman,
breathless to explain, "the things come
while | was out work over at the shoe
factory, and-my lame is Murphy, sir
and when the things come nobody was
home, sir, but Mamie and the boy. He's
mine, and he's out there now playin'
with tn steamboat, and when the wagon
came, Mrs. Tracy, she lives in the next
block, she seer it, and she ran wei and
signed a book, and the driver jumped
on his wagon and went away, an, of
course, the children seen the bundles
an nothin' would do but they must open
EN-. That's all, sir; we didn't want to-
hope you don't think we'd steal EN-"
She was out Of breath now, and the
two children-the boy, a sturdy lad of
ten, had come in-were staring, fright
ened, at the colonel. He looked at them
a moment and then at the mother.
81 don't understand you, madam" he
said, 81 called to look at the house. It's
for sale, you know"
He saw the look of anxiety pass from
her homely face. The children, delight.
ed with the reprieve, ran back to thei,
splendid toys. He made a show Of look
ing through the stuffy rooms, and when
he was going gave each of the little
ones a coin.
"Good-by, madam" he said to the
moth&'. you have two fine children" ~
And when he was in the cab again he
stroked his gray mustache and
chuckled:
ut was a lucky blunder, after all. I'll
go down to the store in the morning and
tell 'em it's all right."-Chicago Record
Herald.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1903-12-24

Ma'am Hickey's account of the Christ
mas tree at Singing River is so much
more interesting than any account l
could give of it, that l think it best to let
her tell about it in her own way:
You see, Big Dan an Joe Burke got
back all right the middle ofthe afternoon
the day before Christmas. They looked
like a pair o. pack peddlers, an they were
about tagged out, for they had had a hard
time Of it pullin' up over the mountain
trails in a snowstorm. Joe said he didn't
think he could have dragged himself an
other mile for love nor money. He had
two big turkeys on his back besides a
great lot of otherthings.
We'll, the men in the camp had been
busy, too. They had cut a big pine an set
1t up in the hall over the post office, an
the way they had decorated the hall with
evergreen was beautiful. You couldn't
see an inch ofthe ugly bare logs o of the
bare rafters. They set to an scrubbed the
floor an washed the winders, an strung
up a lot O. red, white and blue buntin' |
happened to have in the house, an l tell
you the little old hall did look scrump-
tious. I.kep' the children in the kitchen
with me, where | was maxim pies an
cake an d%oughnuts most O. the time. |
give 'em dough to muss with, an let EN-