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The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-11-11

casion Of Mrs. Hamilton's visits the
explosion was frequent, tho intermit-
tent, as she at once noticed. "A man
sat by the stove holding her sons lit
tie boy, while she hustled about frying
doughnuts.
you Jest walk right into the set
tin'-room, Mis- Hamilton, an I'll be
in in a fifty"
Constance walked thru, but not
without seeing that the man was the
same she had seen in church, and she
recognized the fact with a momentary
tremor.
AS for the man himself, he looked
with an eager regard that seemed to
pierce. the door beyond which she had
disappeared. The child set UP a dis
contented roar; which recalled him
to his task, for Mrs. Fry had set little
Johnny In his lap, asking him to mind
him while she fried her doughnuts.
The man resumed. the jingling of his
keys end the child was quiet. Finally
| the hot lard kettle was put away, and
with a capable sWOOp of her arm the
boy was transferred from the mans
| arm to her own, and a moment later
| Mrs. Fry appeared in the sitt1ng-room
EW'here her visitor was. -
| "a poor creetur as ever was, sh e
said to Mrs. Hamilton, with q, back
ward sweep to her head, indicating
| the man in the room she mad left.
| whats he ben an gone an done but
| git cold a-stayin' out nights, an me
that's got everything to do has got to
] take care on i'm.
1 "Is he sick?
'He amt able to work. He was took
with a faint spell this mornin', looked
white as a sheet, an Dan told him
Ehe'd best lay off a spell. He seems
sorter feverish this afternoon.
who is he?
ooh, he's one Of the mill men that
boards here; ben here most three
i weeks.
4 what sort Of a man is he ~
well, he amt quite SO bright as
some men, mebbe, but he seems
dreadful good hearted. He'll do any.
i thing I ask him; hold Johnny by the
Ehour, but if didn't put hin
in his arms straight he'd just as quicl
hold him upside. down. He did once
4 didn't he, Johnny 2.
Johnny gave q howl at the recol
i Election.
4 Constance could not help a feeling
of pity for man sick, and without {
home, compelled to care for trouble
4 some child, and she asked. Does h
8 like to hold him ~
81 never asked him" said Mrs. Fr.
4 with an air of super1atfve contempt
q. "no nore'n he asked me whether
like to have him settin' round. Tn
good to him. Z always be to every on!
that boards here.
DO you think he colors his hair o
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looking, she saw him walking slowly
and dejectedly, it seemed, down the
street. Poor mani" she whispered,
"he has seen trouble, or he was never
quite right"
Sunday he was at church again. and
as for one moment their eyes met,
Constance fancied a new intelligence
in his, as if he would establish a con-
nectjon between them. She immedi-
ately decided that henceforth the cur
tains Of her sitting-room should be
drawn as usual.
But what did it. mean that look?
Constance, pondered over it during the
week, it was SO strange and mex
plisahle. An intense, daZed, question
ing regard, as if he sought to ask her
aid. 1t WAS Il haunting look, hunted
look, g tortured look. It illunined his
ordinarily heavy, MOTTO say stupid,
manner for a moment only, but for
the time he appeared a different per-
son. 1t startled Constance, as have
implied, and for the first time caused
her to question her own prudence in
allowing him TO look in upon the
family sitting room.
The week following it. was hermet-
ically closed. but Constance more than
once caught a glimpse Of the detected
figure, and she thought of speaking to
her uncle to desire the man to go
away. But she dreaded to. wound him,
wlensit was only too evident that thus
| far the world had showed It's worst
front to him; and she fancied he
| would soon tire Of his self-appointed
watch. But he did not, and one even
| ing he stood outside in a pouring rain
gazing at the house long after the cur
tains were down, until Mrs. Hamilton
grew deeply vexed with his folly.
| ut mus. be stopped" she said to
| herself, decidedly, and she concluded
| to GO over and talk with Mrs. Fry.
| Perhaps she could learn something
which would explain his strange be-
| havior.
There was one popularity, aside
from the lisp, which-never failed to
Impress the beholder with astonish-
inert when Mrs. Fry was very busy
flying round as she termed it. Her
i bo1,es or joints would crack IN an as
tonishing mann like q succession OF
! low-voiced pistol shots. On the oc.
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office. There are nearly 5000 people
employed there receiving $4,0O0,000
in wages; consumption of paper
amounts to s75o,ooOes a year, litho-.
graphing and engraving cost $4,000,
$4,000 for thread and Irvine, $500 for
sponges and so on. One million six
hundred forty-f1ve thousand five hum
dred and nineteen documents are han
died in year, and the new building
has cost $2,500,000
In Illinois damage suits amounting
to $4,000,000 were tried in 1890; in
1902 something over $120,0O0,O00 of
suits were started on the same cause.
It is stated that 60 per cent of all the
business in the civil courts of New
York Is damage suits for personal In
juries and that Is per cent of that
number are actions, started in bad
faith.
Illiteracy and depravity seem to go
hand in hand: in Paris out Of 4,470
women of evil life who were exam
ined but 2 1000 could read or write and
only ITO could do both we'll. In Eng
land not 1 per cent of such women
can read or write.
In Germany the Increase in crime
committed by youthful criminals has
been 40 per cent during the past few
years while the population has in
creased but 10 per cent in the same
period.
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La moment, but only for a moment; he
seemed to be such humble and pa
thetic figure as he tinidly touched
little Clare's hair, that she could not
fear him. And again dawned before
her intelligence the sure If light re-
sem blance he bore to her husband.
This she felt would attract her regard
anywhere, but how could be explained
his interest in herself and children :?
She could think of no adequate reason,
| tho a yainer woman would have found
| its reason in her own beauty. Mrs.
Hamilton, however, had long ceased
| to find her own looks of interest to
herself and to speculate upon their
| influence on others. It is safe to say
she never dreamed Of the hopes be-
ginning to fiutter in the breast of her
minister, Mr.. Hammerly. She only
thought of him as an eloquent, ear
nest-minded minister who led her soul
into deeper communion with those
hopes and aspirations which it alone
afforded her pleasure to contemplate.
But this other man! She would about
as easily have looked on Dan Fry as
| an admirer. She thought she UNDER
stood the matter better when she
/ learned toward the last Of the week
that he was boarding at Mrs. Fry's;
lauding me in her usual partial man
ner, and naturally he has imbibed
something of her opinion. Being a
stranger in town, he naturally takes
the Fry estimate as his own" On
Saturday night. therefore, when she
saw the man standing under. the tree
as before, she did not draw the cur
tain until the lamp was lighted.
"Poor mani she said, glancine
about the pretty room and signing a
. moment later that Vane was not there.
V,tcr nd vy =, vryio l,o
4 to look at the room, or at the children
/ he may do so. A man with eyes like
1 Vane's may exact SO much from me-
4 And SO she left the windows undraped
s for half an hour or more, but she
i herself was not visible, being busted
q about some household occupation in
i another room. When she was ready
8 to sit down she drew the curtains. but
she peeped behind the folds to see II
q The went away. He did directly, and
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wears wig?'' asked Constance, with
sudden recollection of her first agita-

wears a wig?" asked Constance, with
sudden recollection Of her first agita-
ton at seeing him at; church.
mo, indeed; he don't care enough
for his looks to color his hair, an
most certain he hain't no wig on, for
I see him comb it every day by the lit
tie glass in the kitchen there"
Constance looked thru the door and
saw a seven by nine mirror just op-
posite. The man was not in her range
of vision, but they had talked In low
tones and, no doubt. he had not over
heard them. One thing she need not
fear, that. he would venture out for a
day or two, or peep in at her sitting
room.
A good-natured, harmless person
could do no hurt, anyway. She would
try to think nothing about it. Doubt
less he would himself turn to some
thing else very soon. Mrs Fry seemed
to think his intellect might be i'm
| paired, but she could not think this
exactly, remembering the eager gaze
he had fixed on her face at church.
Slightly nonplussed by this recollec-
ton, Mrs. Hamilton did not immedi-
| ately take her leave as she at first in
tended, but, instead, asked Mrs. Fry
I II she knew the mans name.
e No, don't said Mrs. Fry, with a
puzzled air.
| 95..why, how is that? Did he give you
no name when he came 2?
He said his name was Primus
Edes, and don't believe any man
ever had name like that"
"Oh, that is not SO very odd a name
Primus Edes. I knew family once
named Edes.'
s9 did you, now? But, what's his
clothes marked III. AZ. for if that's his
name? Not as he's man to be sus.
Ipicious off,
Are his clothes marked H. Az"
Yes, they be, what is marked
There's a handkerchief an a shirt
Are they nice? 2"
Jest common
ut may be some one gave them t.
him.
Yes, so they might Dan though
he might a. snapped with some othel
man. They do sometimes, sech folks.
That may be the secret of it., sait
Mrs. Hamilton, rising to go. IF hi
/ should be sick let me know, and viii
send over anything you may lack fol
i his comfort"
4 That's jest like you, for all tn.
world" said Mrs. Fry. If there wal
more like you, Mis- Hamilton tht
world would be dreadful sight bet
4 tern It's
You think too well of me, Mrs
a Fry said Constance, gently. am
a blushing a little ITO tell the truth
ii this man interests me strangely, 70,
in some ways he reminds me OF m.
i husband. does not he you q
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gone to work. He's ben real sick, tho
not so sick but he'd gone off to walk
last night, if Dan hadn't follered an
fetched i'm back"
MRS. Fry, I wish Dan would just
look after him little in gentle way,
house"
"Your house! You don't say he
never went to your house,"
Just into the yard, Mrs. Fry, and
under the trees, where he stands look
ing in at the sitting-room windows.
That's a sassy piece of business, an
Dan shall put a stop to it right off,
said Mrs. Fry, Indignantly.
But tell Dan to be kind about It.
The poor man means no harm, or
course. He only. likes to look in. l
think he took a fancy to Clare at
church, that is all. But, you see, l am
just, little uneasy.
Sure enough. an no wonder; tho as
you say he don't most likely mean no
harm He's dreadful fond of children.
an has a sight of patience with
Johnny. Wall, Dan'll see to that, Mis-
Hamilton
Eyes, Dan is very kind: and tell him.
| please, not to let Mr.. Edes know that
1 said anything about it. He might
show some other places Of interest,
some other streets, you understand, to
take up his attention.
| ..Oh. yes, Dan is real cute. He will
know what to dc"
And now, Mrs. Fry, I want to tell
you something that don't want you
to mention to any one. l have perfect
/ confidence in you.
AN wall you may have. Wild
horses wouldn't git out of me any
/ thing you didn't want told.
well, it is this. I am constantly
/ haunted by this mans resemblance to
/ my husband, tho no one else seems to
see it. But / seem to look beneath
the surface I see this man as he
i would look with light hair and
| straight upright form. in my magma
ton, you know, and then he looks like
/ Vane.''
But his hair amt light, Mis- Ham
ilton..''. s
II want to be sure sof it. and then
i the resemblance will not trouble me.
i Doesn't he color his hair [ will sit
4 here, and you look for bottle of hair
dye in his room.
Mrs. Fry tried hard to conceal her
surprise, and partially succeeded.
/ II think you had better come too,
4 and then you will be sure that I've
i searched thoro." she said, and Con-
/ stance. tho not without hesitation,
arose and followed her to the apar.-
ment occupied by Primus Edes.
TO be continued to-morroE
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AGAINST A FEMALE SENATOR.

ticket, ..just for lark Out of q
spirit of mischief they would like to
send a lady to the senate in order to
witness the sequel. The Melbourne
Women's branch Of the National Citi-
zens league has declared against her
candidature as 'inexpedient," urged
the election of men of honor and in
tegrity both in private and public life.
These Melbourne ladies have no SYM
pathy with Revolutionary socialism,
which strikes a blow at home life.
the sanctity of the marriage tie and
the ownership Of land
The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-11-11
"A C0LORED MANS LOGIC

.iJeronne s. :McWade,'' said Booker
T. Washington, seemed to me- when
] was boy, to be the. smartest colored
man in the world.
Jerome was a slave. He lived in
Virginia, at Hales Ford. One day he
appeared in a red velvet waistcoat, and
|straightway he was seized and taken
to the office, for this waistcoat was
the masters property. The master
had worn it on his wedding day.
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A CoFFIN's ODD ADoRNMENT.
Chicago Inter Ocean.

the "foral tokens" on the coffin. At
ter placing the bouquets, wreaths. pr
lows, broken wheels, anchors and the
usual run Of flowers in place, he
picked up the violet-covered hat and
tenderly placed it on top Of all the
rest. Several Of the "mourners" gig
gled, and the minister's wife wanted
to grab her hat and run. She had to
let it alone, however, until the close
Of the ceremony. When she marched
past the bier she lunged for the hat
and successfully made her escape.
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London Daily Chronicle.

London Daily Chronicle.
Miss Goldstein is still energetically
prosecuting her candidature for one
Of the Victorian seats in the common
wealth senate, and it is quite on the
cards that she will go down to pos
terity as the first to put to a practical
test the question whether a woman
can legally sit in a British parliament.
She is not likely to receive many votes
from members of her own sex, who
regard her candidature with uncon-
cealed aversion, but many men in
tend including her In their voting
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There is one woman in Chicago, the
wife of a young minister, by the way,
who has always had a liking for hats
Of the foWerbed variety. At present
she owns dream" Of a SKY piece
that is covered with violets. The pref
ty young wife wore this hat to a flu
neral recently, at which her husband
offciated. Going into the room which
contained the coffin, she removed the
hat and placed it on a stand. The
sad-faced, sleek-haired undertaken
came in a few minutes later to arrange
The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-11-11
DEAD CALF WAS ELECTRIFIED.
San Diego (Cal.) Cor. New York
So Herald.

az. Herald.
Frank Priestly, a butcher employed
in the Alameda city market, took a
dead calf from the butcher wagon and
hung it up on a hook on a rack. in
the market Attic headless, the calf
began to utter means and jerked its
legs in a lively manner.
Priestly uttered yell and fled from
the shop. When he returned with the
proprietor and several others the calf
was motionless. The proprietor
Laughed at Priestly for his fears and
stepped up to the calf and took hold
of it. He yelled and jumped away
from the carcass, for it was electrified.
IAN electric wire had come in contact
with the iron frame from which the
meat was suspended and had charged
the meat as we'll as the frame.
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AN ABERDEEN MAN IN LONDON.

! I'm dootin' it's a bit frost bitten, mis-
ter said he. ooh, no, sir, remarked
the waiter. Its an ice. "Gosh, do
i they eat ice in London?'' asked the
/ wondering Aberdeenian. Man, we
! slide an skate ont in Aberdeen
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The following was overheard in a
London railway refreshment room. An
Aberdeen man, noting a lady eating an.
ice, said to the waiter: Hi man, gle
me yin O. thae.'' Being supplied, he.
took a spoonful and made a wry face.
The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-11-11
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sparkles, and is dull and life2ess.


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Bless your soul, no, mot one mite"

Bless your soul, no. mot one mite!
said Mrs. Fry, turning a wondering
gaze upon her visitor.
1.-The resemblance is not striking,
perhaps, but it exists said Constance,
decidedly. well, good-by!"
"Good-by!'' said Mrs. Fry at the
front door, where she had accom-
panied her. WELL now!" shutting it
after her, whoever heard the beat Of
that? Looks like witchwork! A man
with Almost black hair. shorter and
sorter bent an not over an Dove
bright, look like Mr.. Hamilton! Wall,
I never did in all my born days."
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Hunter Of Virginia. All of the five
justices of the supreme court who sat
on the commission long since passed
away. ~
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SURVIVORS OF ELECTORAL COMMISSION

Only three of the fifteen members
OF the famous electoral commission of
1877 survive-Ex-Senat Edmunds,
Senator Hoar and General Eppa
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Be KIND.

Be kind to those who hold you dear;
Forgive, forget, whilst they are near,
The careless word that may have
stirred
The storm of pride that will not clear!
Let not misunderstanding run
From mornings dawn till set Of sun;
1t is not weak the words to speak
That mean for you a victory won!
Oh, right these things while yet you
may,
Lest there should come to you day
When, friend-bcrcft, alone is left
A sad remorsc to gloom your way.
Unlock yoIlr love: your pride forsake:
Remember. som" poor heart may
ache
For just what this hour can do
The bonds Of silence cOhl to break!
Sister Amadeus, o. $. F.
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Possibly So.

eyes, Children" said Uncle Henry;
"the fishes in the sea go in schools"
"In swimming schoolsY' asked the
smart nephew. who was planning to
enter Yale. Most of 'em," replied
Uncle Henry. "But the sea horses go
to riding schools, and the starfshes
go to astronomical schools, and the
seal goes to law school, and the
swordfsh goes to military school
and thc sawfish to Il manual training
school" And where does the lobster
Coz asked the smart nephew. HE
doesu', 70 anywhere. He stays at
home and practices his college yell"
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MY Beads.

My Beads.
Sweet, blessed beads! I would not
part
With one of you for richest gem
That CLEANS in kingly diadem;
Ye know the history of my heart.
For have told you every grief
In the days of twenty years,
And have moistened you with
tears,
And in your decades found relief.
All! time has fled and friends have
failed,
And joys have died; but in my
needs
Ye are my friends, my blessed
beads!
And We consoled me when I walled.
For many and many time in grief,
My weary fingers wandered round
The circled chain, and always found
In some "Hail Mary" sweet relief
How many story you might tell
OF inner life, to all unknown;
trust you and you alone,
But all! ye keep my secrets well.
Ye are the only chain wear
A sign that am but slave
In life, In death, beyond the grave,
OF Jesus and His Mother fair.
Father Ryan.
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STATE oFF1cERs-M1NNEsorA.

"A.
President-J. j. Regain, st. Paul.
Vice President-Thos. p Moran. Hast
ings.
Secretary-Thomas Connolly, PAPA Pleas
ant Av.. Minneapolis.
Treasurer-John Flood, Duluth.
President of Insurance Fund-R. ].
Clarke, st. Paul.
Vice President-Dan NJ. Clark, Brainerd.
Secretary of 1nsurance-John Mahoney,
22O Temple Court Minneapolis.
Treasurer of Insurance-John Sheehy,
Montgomery.
State Medical Drector-Dr. E. w. Buck
ley st. Paul.
Directors of Insurance Fund.-. ]. Da-
ley. Minneapolis: ]. D. Higgins, st. Paul;
J. II. Nightingale, Minneapolis; j. P.
Coughlin. Perham: Robert w. Nc
Garry, Saltwater.
State Board Of Audit. ]. Doyle, St.
Paul; ]. M. Hynes. Rosemount; J. q.
McGovern, Rochester.
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A. o. H. Directory

James e. Dolan. National President
Syracuse. N. Y.
James o'sullivan, Vice President, Phil
adelphia, Pa
James P. Bree. National Secretary.
New Haven, Conn.
M. ]. o'Brien. National Treasurer, In
dianapolis, Ind.
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WITH The POETS

The ssDaly's" Have the ca,


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The "Daly's" Have the Call.
Bring on your countless hosts of
Smiths and just set in the stack,
And name your game-the Daily tribe
can beat them there and back.
The Smiths out-count 'em out o'sight
when all in all,
But when it comes to sporting blood,
the Days have the call.
There are Days playing billiards,
there are Days ON the turf,
There are Days who've won medals
pulling "crampers" from the surf.
There's not game you've heard
about upon the land or sea
That hasn't an exponent in the Daily
family.
You have Days playing tennis, you
have Days dealing bank
You have Days on the cinder path
and Days in the tank,
You have Days on the ball field, you
have Days in the ring
And Days who can take hand at
almost anything.
There's Father Bill, the maker of a
dozen famous jokes,
And brother Mike, and Johnny, who
with Claude took home the rocks,
A sudden switch to billiards, there's
the debonair Maurice,
Who at caroms from the cushion
could make Slosson cry "Police!"
There's Phil, the king Of Long
Branch, and his pigeon shooting
And a dozen close relations, likewise
handy with a gun,
There's Joe Daily, ball player, who
does not seem to chill
He was playing ball three years ago,
and he's playing "at it, still.
And then the Boston Days! You can
count 'em by the score,
If you think that you can tie them,
just step in and lock the door,
There's Bangor Mike and Gotham
John, st. Louis Jack and Dan,
"Smoke up" with Smiling Peter, he's
member of the clan.
There is Clarence on the polo field
and Willie off the yacht,
There's Patsy on the wrestling mat
and Johnny on the spot,
There is Jerry spelling walnuts; there
is Derry riding bike
Their other names is DAILY, spell it
any way you like.
There are Days heeling chickens,
there are Days breeding dogs,
And Daily at the yards" can "bate
the divil thrimmin' hogs"
The DAILY strain of sportsmen and
sporting men and sports
Can give weight and licking unto
all the other sorts.
The record of their exploits for a
single year, wis
Would fairly glut daily about twice
the size of this,
The Smiths may fill directories, but In
all the "pinks" and greens"
The immortal name of DAILY beats the
Smiths to Smithereens.
Anon.