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The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30
Arc Lights of History

Marcus Tullius Cicero was a well
known speaker and writer of Rome.
who first attracted attention Jan 3.
100. 3. G., when he was born. From
his early days until his death at the
age OF 63 Mr.. Cicero was in trouble
pretty much all the time and was en-
gagged chiefly in defending associates
who had been caught With the goods
on. Mr.. Cicero's foot race with retri-
button came to an end in As b. G.. when
he lost his head. His most noted ar
gument to the jury was his defense of
Archias. a Greek poet. who belonged to
Mr.. CiceTOs fraternity and was aC-
cused of evading the naturalization
laws. Mr.. Cicero once ran for justice
of the peace on the same ticket with
Bill Catalina. a man with q dusty past
Mr.. Cicero. always a strong party man.
undertook the defense of Bills char
aCter with the result that Bill was de-
feated while Mr.. Cicero was elected.
Bill got nasty about it afterward and
Nj. Cicero at once put the officers on
Bills track. with the result that he got
life, which meant death in those days.
Mr.. Cicero. however. mOnkeyed too
long. He played in with all the ad-
ministrations for a long time. but at
last they got after Mr.. Cicero, who
jumped to foreign parts. He sneaked
back to Italy within a short time to
try to collect a poker debt and was
pinched. A gentleman named Popihus
undertook TO remove Mr.. Cicero's head
and did IL with the utmost neatness and
dispatch. There is nothing TO show
that Mr.. Cicero learned to-speak clear
~ By talking for hours with a half
brick in his mouth.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30
A seasonable Thought.

To him who. in the love of baseball.
HOLDS communion with IL day by day.
There come some mixed emotions
When the teams are right the world is
gla6ncss.
And nc smiles and takes joy i'm his living:
Bat DAYS when everything Is yellow
He feels that he were wen away from
that
Place where al the bum work is
And busy al his desk.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

The Herald Acknowledges receipt of
an invitation to be present al the
eleventh annual camp fire OF the Utah
Indian War Veterans association,
which is to be held this year at the
Provo lake resort Aug. Il. y. IS and
"A. 1t is sure that everybody FORUM
ate enough to be present will have a
delightful time.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

or course the women. in order a
even up an old score. are sure to saw
there Hust have been a man in the
Hodge-Ryan case.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

The government has spent over ST.
0oO.OOO,OO0 in lighting and educating the
lrdians which is more than the value
received. judging by the usefulness of
the Indian survivors.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

Banker Seligman of New York says
that the United States treasury de-
partment will come to the relief OF the
Wall street stock gamblers il such a
step should be considered necessary.
And it wouldn't be the first time a Re
publican treasury department has come
to the relief OF Wall street, either. The
precedent has been well established.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

More than 80 books on the war in
South Africa have been published.
which shows that the war has proved
supposed.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

Orlando w. Powers is a noted orator
and writer. who was first heard of in
Michigan, Like Mr. Cicero Judge Pow
ers has ever stood ready 20 jump 20 the
defense Of any one who has the price
and has achieved great success and
much means thereby. AS d speaker he
is Justly celebrated for d profundity
OF thought and an elegance OF diction
not surpassed by any 14-year-old school
boy In America. Like Mr.. Cicero again,
Judge Powers has been or several tick
cts but unlike Mr. Cicero, has not al
ways been able 10 land himself by
spiking the rest of the ticket. Judge
Powers has also given much thought to
poetry and has found that touch of
high sentiment viii often avail 10 con
a jury. even when ali the evidence is
the other way, Judge Powers has
never lost his head. but. il is proper TO
add, he is not 63 years of age yet. He
generally speaks without notes and fire.
quently without due prOvOcatiOn. His
voice is ever raised in behalf Of those
who he thinks will dO-the best by him.
He is generally regarded as a leading
citizen who dislikes notoriety-for
others.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

Mr.. and Mrs. John Dern and Miss
Title Dern will leave Saturday for a
months visH in California.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

1t was rapturous moment On my arm
Fair Marian's head 7 felt.
But. on the square. she shouldn't wear
Those darned pins in her belt.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

The Mexican post and w. r. c. will
have an outing at Liberty park next
Saturday
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

Mrs. c. Stoddard is in the city from
Fillmore and is visiting her daughter.
Mrs. George A. Snow, at 764 First
street.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

Miss Jennie Bishop. sister of Mrs. NJ.
F. Cunningham left yesterday for her
home in Decatur, III.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

Il. 70'IE
TO
When Nature eleaved the
mountains of Utah and created
majestic canyons through w4Mch
streams dash and roar in an
eager seeking of a peaceful level.
the one to which we are going
became the masterpiece.
The canyon by moonliSht-ean
you imagine a spectacle more
fnspiring-grander?
Can you conceiveNof great mas
ses of granite. reaching through
uncertain light and rearing their
SUBMITS till they nestle close to
j twinkling stars? To be up
amongst these mighty unheavals
and feel the utter insignificance
of mapkind? Up there where the
water whirls in mad fight. its
roar Notwithstanding?
Then the thrill as the engine
shrieks while the train sweeps
around bends. fitting toward the
s quiet valley below. the moonlight
breaking through the divided
heights?
And the ride through the val
ley. enchanted by the moons soft
Il nght-a ride full of richest seen
ery-a ride awakening keenest
admiration. Truly a delightful
journey awaits US.
y We are all going-management
department heads-clerks-all
even the little fellows.
The announcement of the
Keith O'Brien excursion Friday
afternoon at o'clock on special
train to Upper Falls in Provo
canyon was received by the pub
Il lie with expressions of appro-
= walls.
The fare for the excursion is
q $125; children half price.
Tickets which we have pur-
chased at this price are being
a sold at the store 10 relatives OF
employees at S1.O0 for the round
trip.
Management and employees are
Il going-all going to have a good
i time. in which friends will join.
Trout dinner will be served ~
50 cents per plate.
Fast time Will be made. The
y train Will leave at O'Clock; stop
Il briefly at Provo, where we have
engaged q band, then hurry or
4 TO Upper Falls, arriving there al
4sp. m. We will leave there at 9,
i and arrive at Salt Lake at IL
p. m, in splendid time to catch
cars for different parts of the
city
The store closes at l D. m.
Friday.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

4 bird in the hand is sometimes
stolen.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

People may find in the experience Of
the crew OF the Galloping Tiger one
reason Why there are not more pleas
ure boats in commission on the Great
Salt lake.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

The south is recovering. A negress
has been lynched in Louisiana
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-07-30

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The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-10-06
Under The Rose
By FREDERIC S. ISHAM,
Author Of "The StroAers."
Bow Merrill Company.

(. Nay; I'll go out in the air awhile
hurriedly replied the s-vagabond-
scholar, and quickly vanished.
All, how he loves met she con-
tinued.
so. much he prefers a cony-bur-
row to his own freside," said the fool
dryly.
"A hole T. the earth is too good for
such a scurvy fellow she retorted.
tBut what would you here, fool? A
song,a jest, a dance? Or have you come
to: learn a, new story, or ballad, for the
lordlings you must entertain?' I'm
abashed, she approached step near
er.
your stories, mistress, would be
unsuited for the court, and your ball
lads best >unsung." he retorted. 1T
came. not to sharpen my wits, but to
learn from whom the thief-friar got
the small piece Of silver you gave your
consort, and, also, to procure horse
Her brazen eyes wavered. "a horse
and a fool flying" she muttered.
Even what the cards showed. The
look crossed her face. But the duke
is here?" she continued to herself.
"A strange riddle! All the signs
show devilment, but what is
Good Nanette,' Interrupted the
jester, satirically, Il have no time for
spells or lncantation.
How dared you come here she
said, hoarsely, AFTER
After your mate proved but an
inefficient servant of yours ?'' he con-
Guided, meeting her sullen gaze with
one SO stern and inf1exib1e that before
1t her eyes fell.
Do you not know" she said, en-
deavoring to maintain hardened
front, Il have but to say the word.
and all these friends Of mine would
tear you to pieces? What would you
DO, my pretty fellows, an I ask you ?''
she cried out, her voice rising audaci-
ously. Would you suffer this dukes
Jester to stand against me ~
s Chances Of suspicion and antmosity
shot from a. score Of eyes; fists were
half-clenched; knives appeared in 4
trice from the concealment Of rags.
and low naurmur arose from the
The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-10-06
CHAPTER X.

The Fool Returns to the Castle.
AS the dukes fool suddenly ap-
peared in. the crowded apartment, the
hubbub abruptly ceased; the MINISTRIES
and mountebanks gazed in surprise at
the slender figure Of the alien Jester
whose rich garments proclaimed him
a parsonage Of Importance, one who
had reached that pinnacle in buffoon-
cry the high office Of court PLEASANT.
his fear of the newcomer as great as
his body was large; the garnet min
strels stopped strumming their instru-
ments, while the woman at the fire
uttered quick exclamation and
dropped the spoon with a clatter to
the floor, where it was promptly
seized by the dwarf, who, taking adj
vantage of the woman's CONSERVATION,
thrust it greedily to his lips. But soon
recovering her wonderment, the gypsy
soundly boxed the dWarf's ears, recov-
cred her spoon and set herself once
more to stirring the contents of the
pot.
The jester observed her for a mo-
ment-the heavy, bare arm moving
round and round over the kettle; her
sunburnt legs uncovered to the knee;
the masculine attitude of her figure
with the torn and worn garments that
covered her-and she seemed to him
g ver1table trull of disorder and squa-
Tor. The gypsy, too, looked at him
over her shoulder, and, as she gazed,
her hand went slower and slower,
until the motion ceased, and the spoon
lay on the edge Of the pot, when she
turned deliberately, offering him the
full sight of her bold cheeks and
shameless eyes
Are you Nanette, wife of this
philosopher ?" asked the dukes fool,
approaching, and indicating the mis-
cradle scamp who chung near the
doorway as one undecided whether to
enter or run away.
Yes; I am Nanette, his true and
lawful spouse. she answered with a
shrill laugh wilt come to me. true
lover she called out to her appre-
hensive yokemate.
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wooden beads of this scottish counted
felt of >a4friar trailed from his girdle
on the ground. From stall in a far
corner large, bony-looking nag
turned it's head reproachfully, as if
mentally protesting against such foul
quarters and the poor company they
offered. It's melancholy whinny upon
the appearance Of the woman was a
sigh for freedom; a sad suspiration to
the memory of radiant clover fields or
popy-starred meadows.
why, here's a holy man worn out
by too many paternosters," COM
mented the dukes fool, standing on
! the thresholds; and then gazed from
the gold piece in the monks hand to
the woman. 81 need not ask where
you got the silver, Nanette. It's a,
chain of evidence leading-where 2"
The gypsy replied only with dark
looks, regarding his intrusion in this
| ton for her just displeasure. The
jester, however, paid no attention to
| these signs of new acerbity on her
face.
Crossing to the couch, he shook the
monk vigorously, but the latter only
! a miser whose treasure is threatened,
and snored the louder Again the
| fool essayed to waken him, and this
time he opened his eyes, felt for his
beads and commenced to mutter a
prayer. in Latin words, strung to-
gether in meaningless phrases.
why, CONNIE nted the jester, his
learning is as false as his cloak. Wake
1 up, sirrah! Would you approach
heavens gate with a feigned prayer
on your lips and a toss-pot in your
4 hand %
"Christe tuum-I .absolve you! I
absolve you'll" muttered the friar. go
! your way in peace. -
Hear me, thou trumped-up monk !;
do you want another piece of gold?
.Gold! repeated the other, tipsily.
.sWhat-what for? Toto help some
4 fool to paradise--or purgatory? IT'S
4 for the church I beg, good people.
i The holy church-chureh I say!'
Winking and blinking. seeing moth
i ing before him, he held out a trem-
i bling hand. The piece of gold-give
it to mel" he mumbled
u Yes; in exchange for your cloak =
answered the Jester.
g My cloak, thou horse -leech! Sell
my skin for-piece of gold! Want
4 my cloak? Take it!'' And the dis
4 sembler rolled over, extending his
arms. The Jester grasped the gar
i ment by the sleeves and with some
difficulty whipped it from him.
Now hand me-the money and
cover me with rags that may
4 sleep continued the beer bibber. $50"
las he grasped the money the fool
gave him and stretched himself lux
/ uriously beneath a noisome litter of
4 cast-on clothes and rubbish-.'I LAM
Ruish in ecstasies! The angels-are
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There it is notwithstanding over. the
bits Of pasteboard on the table. "The
duke, here! And the fool on horse
back! What do the cards mean?''
That I must have the horse, Nam
ette," said the dukes jester, standing
mot1onlesS and trim before the fire
place.
Are you the fool? ?" she asked, more
to herself than him. why does he
wish to ride away?''
Will you sell me the horse 90 he
demanded. r.
She hesitated. Around them danced
the shadows of the kettle-gourmands
a kern and drole, varlet and blade
A drab and a rep, a skit and a jade"
sang the street poet; the dwarf and
the morios Ca lilliputian. and Gulliver)
fought mimic combat; the juggler
and the clown, who could eat no more
were keeping time to a chorus by beat
ing with their empty trenchers on the
table.
Sell you the horse? For what?''
asked the gypsy.
For five gold pieces
"A fool with five gold piecesm she
exclaimed, incredulously.
Here! You may see them" And
ne opened purse he carried at his
girdle.
Do not let them know" she said,
hurriedly. They would kill you
you would not get the money" he
1 added, significantly. If you act quick
~, lind me a horse and let me. go; it
Is you, not they, who will profit
Abruptly she rose. It is fate" she
remarked, her eyes greedy.
His glance, as he stood-there, proud
and stern, cut her sharply. Say GU
pidity, Nanette,n he laughed softly.
/ 1T is more profitable not to betray me.
In the one case you get much; in the
! other, little" 8..5
Stay here, she replied, hastily.
I'll fetch the horse And vanished.
A moment he remained, then reso-
lutely turning to the door thru which
she had Disappeared, opened it, and
found himself In a combined sleeping
/ room and stable; a dark apartment
4 with floor of hardened earth and a
ls1ngle window, open to wind and
i weather. The 5 atmosphere in this
4 chambe for man and beast was i'm
Ipfegnated with the smell of mold and
,iidry-rot, mingled with the livlier efflu-
yium Of dirt and CRIME of years. but
Iamid the malodor and naustiness, on q
couch under the window, slumbered
i and snored the false Franciscan monk.
j BY his side was a tankard, half filled
with stale sack,E and In his hand he
clutched a gold piece as tho he had
had an intimation it would be safer
there than elsewhere on his person
during the liant sleep he ha5 de-
Iliberately courted His hood had fall
len back, displaying a bullet head, red
i cheeks and purple nose, while the
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have question to ask. Have you done
that which you were to do ?"
The friar nodded his assent. The
fool will trouble the duke no more,
he answered.
"Ah, he is''-began the soldier.
Even so. And now pray let me
pass
Eyes: let him pass!'' urged one OF
the soldiers Would you keep some
longing trollop waiting?"
The leader of the troopers did not
answer; his glance was bent upon
the ground. Yes, you may
GO" he commented, when ana
suddenly thrust forth an arm ana
pulled back the enshrouded CLOAK:
sThe duke S. fool!'' he cried. CLOSE
in. request! 5Eet him not escape"
FierceIy the fools hand sought his
breast; then swiftly realizing that It
needed but a. pretext to bring about
the end desired by the pretender In the
castle, with an effort he restrained
himself. and confronted his assa1i-
ants, outwardly calm.
"'Tis a poor jest which fails" he
said. easily.
"Jest!' grifnly returned he of the
red mustaches. Call you it a jest,
this monks disguise? Once on the
horse, it would have been no jest, ana
I'll warrant you would soon have LETT
the CdSIle fldT. DGIliIlu CO, diiA SSs
for the cloven foot, the jest, as you call
it, would have succeeded, too. Had
it not been,'' he added, for the
pointed, silken shoe, peeping out from
beneath the holy robe-a covering OF
vanity, instead OF holy nakedness-.
you would certainly have deceived
me, and''-with "a brusque laugh
slipped away from your master, the
duke"
THE duke % said the Jester, as cast
ing the now useless cloak from him,
he deliberately scrutinized the rogue.
THE duke returned the man, stol-
idly. We'll, this spoils our sport for
tonight, knaves, y he went on, turning
to the other troopers. for we must
cen escort the jester back to the
CASTLE"
.eBeshrew him!" they answered, OF
one accord. ga plague upon him"
And slowly the fool and the soldiers
began to retrace their way across the
moon-lit fields, the trooper with the
red mustaches grumbling as they
went: Such luck to turn back now,
, with-,all those mad-caps right under
our nose! A curse to a dry march
over a dusty meadow! An I'M
sanctifled dog of a monk! 'Tis like
a campaign, with naught but ditch
water to drink. The devil take the
friar and the jester! Forward! the
fool in the center, and those he would
have fooled around him!''
And when they disappeared in the
distance. the gypsy woman might have
been seen leaving the house by the
stable door and leading in the horse.
Go be continued to-morroW.l
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the first only make scholar while the make
fellow
particular thing did him good but tel which did him
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atnosd sgr M PVT meyer could quite hold Of that
the that gave
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alone captain started get him job that would suit
than the and about political than the board
friend.
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gathering. Even the inbecile morio,
natures trembling coward, became
suddenly valiant, and, with huge
frame uplifted, seemed about to spring
savagely upon the fool. An express
sion Of disgust replaced all other feel
ing on the features of the dukes
PLEASANT.
"spare me your threats Nanette,"
he replied, colby. Had you intended
to set them on me, you would have
done it ere this
The woman hesitated. His calm
almost contemptuous, confidence was
not without it's effect upon her Had
he trembled, she would have spoken,
but before his disdain, and the gay
splendor of his attire, corAicuous
amid rags from rubbish heaps, she
felt a>sudden consciousness Of her own
unclean environment; at the same
time unusual warnings in her con-
Jurations REQUIRED to her. Somethins.
about hirn-was it dignity or pride or
nameless fear she herself expert
enced but could not understand -
beat down her eyes and she turned
them tdoggedly away.
Abruptly she moved to the fire. and
again began to stir the mess while the
suppressed excitement in the room at
once subsidized. A minstrel lightly
touched his battered dulcimer;@ a poet
nummed a song in the dialect of
th1eves; juggler began practicing
some. deft work for. hand and eve. and
he Of the hare lip sank quietly into a
corner and patiently watched the sim
merfng pot. The dwarf, with some
m1sgly1ng, as a dog, that is beaten
craWls cautiously out. of its kennel
crept from beneath the table.
| On, mistress, he whimpered.
some Of it has boiled ,overp' -
bo1led overt! echoed the morio
mournfully. -
AZ the same time the woman
grasped the handle Of the heavy ket.
tie, lifted 1t from the jack, DISPLAY.
ing 1naher barred arms the muscles. al
a man and, staggering beneath the
load, bore 1t steaming to the tab4e
Amid the subsequent confusion. the
gypsy held aloof from the demolition
OF the rabbit, and, seating herself al
the foot Of the table, began noodily
once more to turn the cards. -
"A merry droll acted as host and
dlpped freely for all with the lone
spoon, commenting the while he dis
pensed the mess according to the
wants of the miscellaneous gathering
Pot-luck! lis luck, and they're nc
neld mice IN it! There's everything
else! or A bit Of rabbit, nv mas.
tiers! I'll warrant he'll hop doWr
your throats as fast as e'er he jumped
hillock. And, when one ate toe
| greedily, slap went spoonful Of gravy
Ger him with: thought you would
/ catch it, knave! =
Are they not blithe devils round
the caldron ~ muttered the woman