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La democracia. (Ponce, P.R.) 1890-1948, 1903-07-23

hOmDFs h0nradD resp0nds La alTTvE
dascarada aUt0rIdad Cisl desvarg0nzad0.
D8spuBs cue "a fatRIida6 nos cOndsns
q La mIsarIa, mIserls p0rquR p8rdI1B q
vRinr De nues1rGs pTOduG1Bs q T1quBza
dIsmInuVe, mlserIR p0ruus q capital
Sc ve ObfgadB q raEirarse tsmarDsD &
L. Rbs0rci0n CUE dla Eras dIa Sc vlans
Rcan1uEndD y como G0nsscusncia rgZO
nabls L. parahzaclOn dal braZ0 uus
produce y da Ti1R los pusbl0s.
Dsspues Dc I0d0 este squs nos es-
paraP La muarrs pOr c0nsunci0n-
IndividuOs hasEa agar de vida I'd
bustR y al8gre h0y vagEn p0r las Gales
rrigtas Y macilsnIDs-
FamlhRs cue syar "a feiicIdad las
sonrsiR, hDy ll0ran sn a rInc0n dal
hDgar.
IN pOrvanr rlsusnD cue nos augu-
rama nuesrrE auI0nOmIE, arrsDaTadR q
La fusrza pBr al invas0r, cambiadD de
urOntO Dor I'D p0rTsnIr ds lagrImas y
missrias
AyBr L. agrlcu1urH. La industrial y
81 cOmsrciO q RnvlGIR de- ah0ra: nov q
cDmsrclB, Ii agriculture 7 Ia industrial
81 La mas G0mpls1R rulnR.
E brazD cue lsvanER 81 RZad0n, e
marIiIlO q paEausrre 81 agiEaci0B CONS
rznte hOy, iRsrtes, SID 0cupacl0D az
gunAs
Ia Dalsta dsl pint0r. Ia puma dsl
psndOIszE, sl cOmp0ne0Or dsl -1pograID
La democracia. (Ponce, P.R.) 1890-1948, 1903-07-23

canIes , nR p-aS1gID y NJ puedRn nEJ0
u1ngun G0nE8pED cBmszar Il fal<a CaEi-
tc ne cue hElbEa 81 manci0nRdD perid-
dicD.
sDesds al barri0 De Barrie nusvn,
Jurisdiction Eie 8gvEm6n acOmuane dos
pDEIcIas nagrDs, cue NO c0nDcIEn q CO
mlnO, = q IlsCar q este pusblB unDs
c1anEOs muchRchDs dIJar0z. <Llecar0r DOS
EUaTdEas nsgrBs,p frRse cue bHJD .JurR-
manI0 pusdD sOs1snaT gue los 1ndiE-
du0s cue los nan TistD, puadan afirmar
Gus slscElvzlnan1e son nsgr0s, p0r4ue
10 s0n.
Stin esLs pushlB Hn IDS faasralas
81 los rspubhGgnOs no Sc G0n0csn tur
has
rGBmsrID Julio IL Es 1903.
sA1antamsnts.
J. 81 NTIAGOS
a re q pGls gue e malEIs 20 pue
na sar Il hrs el8cuEntR II mas Rxpra.
sivD. s. q .rSuns Is IN Dari3dicB sari0
rectihuus sua c0ncRptGs lnJuriOsGs nEra
III pns0lD quito = paclhcO, cue IL sun
q p9rlDdO slBcE0rEl, 40 Obs1RnTe las Erl-
quinuslEs de lbs advsrsari0S So lEnzb a
escendalD. manBs p0r DOS poiclas one
solo msrsceL compassion, que no De BErE
c0sa as dign0 quisn creyandBss IN San
CIrIRcD So a1revR prDv0car = Emana-
Ear un pueblo, solo pOrgus LsvEnde cs'
TaDInR = plRcR Sc Crss IuvulnarRbIs-
Para los pusbi0s No Sc escrIbsn sal
Re1as ma nEanci0nadBs, Sc las Informa
dc Ia TsrdRd O. lbs hachHs, ESQ No 10
hace q <SUnS orgEnO r8pubhcGnB.
8 ha crBId0 despresEIgiar q Come
RIO con 81 calumniOss information Sc
sGUIvOGO 81 grandB. 90narIO esEa muy
pOr sncimE De los cue tan mai pisnsan
Y misn1au tan dascaradamHuEs.
CA0NAB6.
GOmsrIp Julio L ds 1908
La democracia. (Ponce, P.R.) 1890-1948, 1903-07-23

GomsriD Julio L ds 1908.
The San Francisco call., 1903-12-20

I wish wsra," remarked tsntA-
lively.
You do well enough as you are.
IT isn't always the handsomest men
that are the best remember that
admired most about Teddy was that
he could wiggle his ears ana move
his scalp"
A suspicion oame to me. How long
age was thAtf" asked gternly.
"oh. don't know. 1t was the sum-
msr I was 1o.''
Another pause while meditatsd and
stole glances at Phyllis. How lovely
she was-brown hair, inclined TO curl:
brown eyes with little CLINT Of gold In
them. brown skin with q tinge Of heal
thy red; small, slender, captivating.
Phyllis" I said suddenly, IT have
been wanting to ask you for q long
time. I-I-what's the use Of putting
me orf -
She rose hastily. Il had nearly for
gotten Juanita, daughter Of Juan.
IL
Hang the daughter Of Juani" I az
claimed. Il want an answer. You don't
need q lifetime to consider. Phyllis,
dear, don't you know what am trying
to say? Can't you help = fellow out q
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"-WT1ERE THE LOVE VINE GPOWS--D n

"And We wfu HAETy"' ezIeA, Ey4ng
% catch her In my arms; but Shs ran
swiftly toward the cabin Of the daugh-
ter Of Juan. calling back ever her
shoulder:
But II may not hva, yUu know"
To-day we visit the sycamore" I
whispered to Phyllis when the week
had gone.
AT 4 o'clock" shs Whispered baak.
IT'S too warm now"
As though the heat had svsr before
mattered to the little witch. She had
disappeared, and my book was dun. II
was only 8. might a. well take a
walk till she was ready. Strangely, I
soon found myself at the sycamore
tree, looking around for our love yina.
It had not nvedl
looked across the cleaning, white
sand, and up into the cloudIesu Ukv. II
had to be done, OF course. 1 took on
my coat, and sighed: then out into the
relentless sunshine walked-out where
luxuriantly grew the dodder, elinEinx
and golden; = thief, and a murderer.
Yes. and har. too. but I would soon
remedy that.
In Few moments every bush near
me sycamore was resplsndent with
love vine. looking a. though It had
The San Francisco call., 1903-12-20

Gay, Rhy1hA what AGns DO yOu be-
nsvS INF YOu norgsA - tsIl u.s."
Tn the love vine"
hated to shSw my ignorance after
her rather severe criticism On my
comparisons, - folded my hands
ana waited In n moment she CON-
dnued:
You know n you put little scrap
Of love vine on q bush and you name
It for somebody you care fer ana It
lives. why, It's q sign that he loves
you; and If it doesn't live, he doesn't
love you"
"Ahi" 1 breathsd raHponaively.
'T tried II onoA. Teddy and each
got a piece
who's Tsddyf" growied-
"Oh, a man. We each got q piece
and put them on q nice. green bush.
We named them each others names
and II they grew we were to marry"
A pause, while I dug my heel saw
agely int the sand.
We'll why don't you aGk II they
grewf"
"Of course they grewf" 1 muttersd.
They did not grow" she said nrm-
~, ''and 80 did not marry Teddy.
He was very handsome" she sighed.
The San Francisco call., 1903-12-20

ming down the stspa. II baho0vSA me-
to be helpful to Aunt MyT1: for II was
only after much ca5oiery that ghs had
taken me az a summer boarder on hsr
ranch, bordering on the desert, and
bounded on three sides By foothills.
Half way to the cabin of Juanita are
log and q sycamore tree. We sat
down.
ia there anything more beautifm
than this dear old desert, with its sage
brush and cactir" she began "Looki
See that dear. cunning little lizArdl
Oh. he has lost his tall"
He Will grow another" answered
cheerfully. Yes. there II something
more beautiful then the desert You
are"
How amuEing your companions
are" bantered Phyllis, turning her
brown eyes Sideways on me. That's
like your saying that you admire that
Japanese death urn more than the In
dian bowl when j asked you II you
we're interested IN Indian pottery"
well, you can't deny that It was far
handsomer," persisted.
"Of COURSE" impatiently. But there
In no comparison. It's like comparing a
piano and cook stove"
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grOwn there Tor YoarA AsH pSdks4 m
eeLtAls thread from ths road. ana
SeraAghtened up TO admire nv handf-
work, I nearly fell nat upon TT Under
tns sycamore tree stood Phyllis. a
covered basket upon her arm and a
cold. cold look on her lovely faosl
am glad found you out" She
said Witheringly, sitting down upon
tne extreme end Of the LOG. before
1t waH forever too late"
sat down on the other sxtrerns
end
Phyllis" said, BoIemnIy. have
you not yet learned that q man would
commit any crime for a beautiful
woman? And surely what dld Il not
30 bad as murder, or--or-arson, Is it?"
mot quite so bad, perhaps" she
sighed.
I moved nearer. She set the basket
between US. As I scowled at II I saw
hanging from 1t a yellow thread.
pulled at It stealthily. 1t was dodder!
That creation OF willow was fun Of
dodder!
Then I set the basket deliberately
upon the ground and took Phyllis
into my arms.
There may have been sxtenuatfng
circumstances" she murmured.
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hitler" I haitsA and wiped my paF-
spAr1ng brow.
ct think you are trying 10 ask me II
I won't try the sign of the love vine
with you" she answered Sweetly.
''why, Of course will"
So, . trine gullxily, went ACROSS the
hot, white sand, and Phyllis went with
me, picking her way daintily ever the
rocks, avoiding the cactus plants,
which. though engaging enough to
call forth rare adJectives from Phyllis,
were not desirable at close quarters.
Here, luxuriantly grew the dodder. a
parasite, clinging and golden; q thief
and q murderer OF the plant on which
It feeds We each tore OF . piece and
went back to the sycamore.
I'VE will put It right here on this
BUSH" she said. You see there II none
for yards around, 30 we can't make
any mistake. We won't come here for
q week, and then We win come togeth-
er and see II 1t has lived"
"And II It hasf''
eff It has" she said shyiy, and II
Phyllis is charming when she smiles,
and delightful when she frowns. she is
altogether irresistible when she IL shy.
'Tf It has, why we love each other
truly, and-and-"
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Eesuvely.

gesuVely.
Phyllis held up her embroidery frame
q suppose that's what II wns) and
looked critically at her work. She
pulled the linen a little; she frowned q
little. Phyllis is charming when she
smiles. and just then discovered that
she is delightful when she frowns-
that ih when abe does not frUwn at
me.
I have done that stitch very well. :"
she remarked complacentiy. IT will
show my work 70 Juanita, daughter Of
Juan" and she left the veranda.
That childt" scolded Aunt Mvrs
instead OF sitting quietly here in the
shade, she must toll through the heat
20 learn drawn work OF that old Mex
lean. She has forgotten her sunshade,
tool"
I WI take It 10 her" / said. run
The San Francisco call., 1903-12-20

TT was called an open winter" IN
Western Iowa, IN a year late in
the '7os. Up TO the Christmas holi-
days there had been no freezing
weather. The swamps and marshes
were brimming full from late rains
and the roads were almost bot
tomless mud in many places. Rank.
decayinG vegetation was every
where. AA consequences. diph-
The San Francisco call., 1903-12-20

BELIEVE IN some
signs. said Phyllis.
speaking for the nrSt
time during the con-
versation. We turned
20 her inquiringly.
What ones1" ask
ed Aunt MyrA, guR-
The San Francisco call., 1903-12-20
Lalf Hour Storiette~~

,covyr.rht. lsss. b. Ina wnrAt-HAAsuaJ
The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1903-01-15
THE NATIONAL TRIBUNE: WASHINGTON

was brought to my new quarters as
roommate, the feeling of relief in fellow
ship was positive and refreshing; and as,
the day following. we learned that we
were actually to be forwarded to Column
bia to rejoin our fellow Union prisoners.
that life was no longer burden. and that
the gallows would not be preferable to
confinement in n Southern military pris-
on. Comfort is relative term, after all
Contentment depends not so much on
what we have, as upon what we are, and
the light in which we see our possessions.
From Charleston we were taken by a
night train to Columbia. We were in a
comfortable hrst-claSs car, with our ac-
campaigning guard. We slept and walked
by turns as we rode. with an occasional
glimpse of some peculiarly Southern sight
of those wartime days. At Branchvillc,
an important junction. where We made
quite stop. lunchtables in the open air
were along the station platform, Mt which
negro "mammies" were selling "snacks'
Of fried chicken and corn-cakes. with hot
rye coffee, to Confederate soldiers. who
were the only white men we saw on the
route, while blazing torches of Eight
wood" (pieces of dense pitch pine), swung
by negro men, or piled on standing NOR
tarboards on the platform, cast their
weird glare over the picturesque scene
sending their clouds of smoke outward
and upward as a relieving background.
Reaching Columbia in the early morn.
ing, We We're taken to the Office of Col
Preston, the post commandment, where we
waited for his representative to appear
On the arrival of the Adjutant, he receiv.
ed us as prisoners from the Charleston
guard, and we were taken to Richland
Jail for confinement. 1t is not often that
| going TO jail is JOY to n soldier; but, in
view of my Charleston experience in soil
| ary confinement, it was with glad heart
that passed the doors Of the Jail in Co
| lumbia. and found myself once more il
| the companionship Of my friend Adj't
| Camp, aid his fellow Union officers.
CTo be continued.)
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A confedera.s's story.

EDITOR NATIONAL TRIBUNE: When
Gen. LOngstreet was forced to raise his
siege of Knoxville, ard retire to the shades
of the mountains, full army rations were
seemingly a thing of the past. However,
our Quartermasters tried to keep up ap-
pearances by issuing to the boys three
days light rations and giving US five days
to consume the same.
After heavy fall of snow, when every
Yankee was believed to be in his tent, en-
joying his liberal IA atoms issued by kind
Government, l thought it was my time to
cross the lines in search of something that
would keep soul and body together. After
drilling the snow across fields for three
miles or more, / attempted to enter some
woodland, and there l met my man face
to face. No doubt, he had seen me at a
distance, but to be sure of his game he
had allowed me to approach within 30
PAGES of his post My first warning was
the click of his rife, and with a smile on
his face he bid Johnnie come in. My
face quickly turned for Dixie, and while
my legs were making the speed of an os-
trich, l heard the report Of his gun and
saw the snow turned up in my front by
the tipping mimic.
On looking back, to my surprise, l saw
the fellow had thrown aside his gun and
was giving hot chase No doubt, he had
III Spttu, Uut Ou tiiS OCtd-
sion his chase after boy who carried nc
extra weight inside of his belt, proved
more dangerous than the firing-line. The
race was long and lively. On looking back
n last time. I saw my pursuer reel and
fall. Giving him ample time to recover,
slowly ventured back to where he lay, and
found his eyes closed and without pulse
The poor fellow had run himself to death
in trying to catch a boy whose speed could
not be excelled when danger was behind.
1t is useless for me to say that l went
hack to his post, captured his gun, haver
sack, pipe and tobacco, and returned &c
my tentless camp much pleased with my
expedition, for the haversack contained
two days or more good rations which
consumed during the night. This was one
of the many close calls that had during
the civil war, and l might say this sol
der was the only man that ! ever killed
in single combat.-W. T. Bass, Boyce':
Battery, G. S. A.. Delta. S. G.
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ed something OF the ways of meeting an
enemy's searching questions. One OF our
officers answered readily the usual Gues+
tons concerning his name, rank. COM
mand. and commander; but when sudden
~ asked what was The present strength
of the force on Morris Island, he respond.
cd quietly, 1.-Two and n half millions.
Asked by his startled QuestiOner IL he was
speaking the truth, he responded by ask
ing if his questioner expected him to tell
the truth in answer to such question.
This was a polite way IF informing his
enemy that he could not be drawn into the
disclosure of information to which the
other had no right.
This going as a prisoner before one
captors was sometimes o critical matter
Mt least in the thought of the prisoner. AT
the time of the Fort Wagner affair, col
ored soldiers and their white officers were
in a peculiar position. A proclamation of
President Davis of the Confederate Gov
eminent declared that negroes taken in
arms would be executed, and that white
officer captured in command of such sol
diers would be denied the treatment of
an ordinary prisoner of war. Hence the
coIored soldiers and their officers in jail
| treatment. 1t may be said, however, that
none of the threats of exceptional sever
ity- were carried out by the Confederate
authorities; but Mt this time the prison
ers could not but be anxious. 1t was
about this time that an officer of cOlored
regiment recruited in the vicinity of New
Orleans, was taken prisoner Coming
| with other officers before Confederate
official to be examined, he was asked the
name of his regiment. He gave the name
ms the First Louisiana Corps d'Afrique,'
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| Will Cure YOn Of
RHEUMATISM
Else No Money is Wanted.

After 1000 experiments, l have learned
how to cure rheumatism. Not to turn
uony Joints into flesh again; that is i'm.
uossible. But l can cure the disease al.
ways, ut any stage, and forever.
i ask for no money. Simply write me
u postal and l will send you an order on
,our nearest druggist for six bottles DR..
Shoops' Rheumatic Cure. for every drug
.ist keeps it. Use it for a month and, il
IL succeeds, the cost is only $3.50. II II
fails, will pay your druggist myself.
| have no samples, because any medi-
cine that can affect Rheumatism quickly
must be drugged to the verge of danger
1 use NO such drugs, and it is folly to take
them. You must get the disease out OF
the blood.
My remedy does that. even in the most
difficult, obstinate cases. No matter how
impossible this seems to you, | know II
and take the risk. have cured tens OF
thousands of cases in this way, and my
records show that SO out of 40 who get
those six bottles pay gladly. l have learn.
ed that people in general are honest with
a physician who cures them. That is all
| ask. If l fail l don't expect penny
from you.
Simply write me postal card or letter
I will send you my book about Rheuma.
tism, and an order for the medicine Take
it for a month. as it won't harm you any.
way. II it fails, it is free, and l leave
the decision with you. Address DR.
Shoop. Box h31. Racine. Wis.
Mild cases, not chronic, are often cured
by one or two bottles. At al druggists.
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Dealing With Bounty Jumpers and Deserters

EDITOR NATIONAL TRIBUNE: 1 have
never been more impressed with anything
l have ever read than the Chaplain's story.
/ recall those incidents as if they had Oc-
Cured yesterday. was on the court mar
tial at Gen. Fosters headquarters the Win
ter of '64'G5, when most of the Bounty
Jumpers" of whom the Chaplain speaks
were tried. And what a time we did have
with those poor fellows.
l remember one case where a man had
gone home without leave. He had tried
hard to get n furlough, but it was refused
him. Members of his family were sick.
and lie went to them. After being home
sometime, lie was afraid to return to his
regiment, so went to work in a sawmill.
He WAS Mt work when arrested.
/ have forgotten the circumstances. but
somehow we failed to have any evidence
to convict him, but the Judge Advocate
said, before the prisoner was brought in
that he would plead guilty. The Presi-
dent of the Court told the Judge-AdvOcate
to tell him to not plead guilty; but it all
had no effect. The prisoner pleaded gull
ty; the man was honest. We gave him as
light sentence as we dared, and let him
go to his regiment. We then needed men
more than any other one thing.
recall another trial. l think there
were eight prisoners. They had planned
to induce a man who had just received a
large bounty, to visit the picket line and
there murder him. Two of the videts were
in the plot. All intended to at once desert
to the Confederates. One of the party
became frightened, and Informed his Col
onel. At the appointed time the Colonel
had squad concealed near the spot, and
arrested all involved in the plot. They
were found guilty and sentenced to be sho'
The leader in the plot was an English
man. One of the number was an Irish
boy. He said his father was dead. and
he was but 16 years old. and his mothers
only support. but the court sentenced him
to die. B. FERGUSON, Major 206tl
Pa, Lincoln, Neb.
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lKWar Me1rlOr les
Yg0 Chaplain
By II. CLAY TRUMBULI, Chaplain 10th Conn
By II. CLAY TRUMBULL, Chaplain, 10th Conn
COPYRIGHT. 1898. BY n. CLAY TRuMBuLL.

prison life would bring to us. The en-
forced quiet ard inaction were worse than
our severest conflicts and struggles in ac-
tive service We were fairly bewildered
by the, unexpected change in affairs. 1t
seemed like fearful dream, yet we knew
it was not.
Just after dark we were taken on board
a small steamer, on which were many OF
our wounded in the recent fight, together
with sound enlisted men, both black and
white, who We're also prisoners. On our
way up to Charleston We stopped at the
sallyport of Fort Sumter, through which
Mai. Anderson and his command had
passed out after the opening conflict
If the war. We realized, even then, the
historic associations and profound impress
siveness of that spot. / think we We're
the last Union officers who were there be-
fore the army aud navy bombardment re-
duced the imposing fortress to shape
less ruin, without, however, destroying its
value as fertilization. A way for our
steamer was opened, from that point,
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A Service Pension.

EDITOR NATIONAL TRIBUNE: Com
rade E. D. Lloyd, of Gaistown, Pa, fa-
vors very sensible and fair service PEN
sion bill, granting $40 per month to those
who served more than 80 days and less
than one year; $14 per month to those
who served more than one year and less
than two years; $1S per month to those
who served over two years and less than
three years; and SD per month to those
who served more than three years.
Comrade Lloyd. l move that the 90
days men be granted SD instead of $40.
Comrades will you second my motiOn2
Now, boys. how many will favor this7
1t is service pension that We want,
and we want nothing short of the above,
and We can get it if we only work for
it, too. We have everything in our fa-
vor, from The National Tribune to the
President. Line up, boys, and we will
get there all right.-JOsEPH HEIssER, Co.
b, 18th Iowa. Placerville, Cal.