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daughter of Mr.. and Mrs. John Buher,
north of town and is young lady of
many excellent qualities and accom-
plishments. She has for some time
been engaged in teaching school, at
present being employed as teacher
at Lost Creek. They will reside at
Lost Creek where the groom has en-
ployment.
Rev. and Mrs. ]. H. Raglan returned
Friday afternoon from few days
visit with friends at their former home
at Rose Hill.
Oscar Mayer, the youngest son of
Anton Mayer, north of town, received
quite bad bite on the hand Sunday
while attempting to separate two dogs
which were fighting.
Miss Julia Pidgeon spent Saturday
and Sunday at Oskaloosa visiting her
sister, Miss Angie Pidgeon. who has
been attending Penn college.
Rev. and Mrs. w. r. Yard returned
Saturday from a five weeks stay in
washington county. They visited with
relatives at Charlottesville, and Mr..
Yard was also engaged in conducting
q protracted meeting at Prairie Flower,
his other charge, for a few weeks be-
fore he returned home.
Mrs. Nancy Riggs and children were
Osks loosa callers Saturday.
Mr.. and Mrs. J. G. Wright. of Oska-
lcnsa, were over Sunday guests OF
Mrs. Wright's mother, Mrs. L. Mid
ellsworth.
Clarence, the little son of Mr., and
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kEB eLEE CLUB ENTERTAlNs.
Visit County Home and Give Interest
inn Prn1 ram

ing Program.
Keb, Nov 2.-On Saturday evening
the Courier correspondent in company
with James Shevlin and the members
of Keb glee club by special invitation
of Superintendent George Wilson
and Mrs. Wilson, visited the county
home east of town, arriving there at
4::30 p. m. they were met by Mr.. Will
son and his estimable wife. After ex-
changing greetings they were shown
through the magnificent building by
the superintendent, found one hundred
inmates there, male and female, wei!
cared for Everything showed neat
clean and well cared for appearance,
clean clothes for the inmates were TO
be seen on every cot. On looking over
the register we found the following
nationalities represented there; United
States, England, Wales, Germany, Swe.
den, and Ireland.
At supper time we were escorted to
the dining room and served a bounte
Gus repast, being waited upon by the
young women attendants. After supper
when all things were cleared away
seats of various kinds were placed in
the hallway and the inmates, OLD and
young, white and black. male and fe.
male. were brouhgt down from UP.
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Medley-Chorus.
Song, Down in the Coal Mined.
]. Lloyd.
Instrumental music-H. Sutton and
Miss E. A. Reese.
Song-Benjamin Lewis.
Recitation-Miss Lille Spears.
Song, Cheer Up Companions "-Cho-
rus.
Closing song, all present standing
up and taking part, Nearer My God
to Thee
Messrs. Jenkin Richards and D. J.
Lloyd were called back twice during
the program.
D. j. Lynch, of Ottumwa. was pres
ent and greatly aid Il in the program
Mr.. and Mrs. Wilson are royal enter.
tainers and the club desires to return
many thanks to them and their assist.
ants for courtesies shown while there
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EDDYvILLE,

Eddyville Nov. Mrs. c. r. Har-
per entertained the Epworth league
and invited guests at social at her
cosy home in North Third street Mon
day evening from s till 1880 o'clock.
The rooms We're nicely decorated with
oak leaves and Jack-o-lanterns appro-
pirate to Halloween. The crowd of
young people enjoyed themselves with
conversation and with various card
games. A talking machine also served
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happy and satisfied with himself. He
had practically concluded the difficult
work which he had been sent to
Clarkson to do; he had realized more
money from their assets than the Of
ficers of the trust company had ex-
pected; and they held out to him the
promise Of employment In their Bos-
ton office as a reward. So he walked
the familiar streets planning his fu-
ture anew. He had succeeded in
something at last. and he would stay
in Boston, having, he told himself,
earned the right to live there. The
assistant secretaryship Of the trust
company, which had been mentioned
to him, would be a position of dignity
and promise. He had never hoped to
do SO we'll. Moreover, it would be
pleasant to be near his sister, who
lived at Worcester. There were only
the two of them, and they ought to
live near together.
1t Is, however, an unpleasant habit
of the fates never to suffer us to
debate simple problems long; they
must throw in new elements to puz-
zle us. While he deferred going to
Orchard Lane new perplexity con-
fronted him. One of Margrave's 'tpeo-
ple' came from New York as the
representative of the syndicate that
had purchased the Clarkson Traction
company. and sought an interview.
John had met this, gentleman at the
time the sale was closed; he was a
person OF consequence in the finan-
cial world, who came quickly to the
point of his errand. He offered John
the position of general manager Of
the, company.
Margrave, it appeared, was. not to
have full swing after all. He was to
be president, but Johns visitor in
timated broadly that the position was
to be largely honorary. They had
looked into the matter thoroly in New
York and We're anxious that the pol
icy and methods Of the receivership
should continue. Mr.. Margrave was
an invaluable man, said the New
Yorker, but his duties with the rail-
he would be unable to give the neces-
sary care to the street car manage
ment. John should have absolute au-
thority. The syndicate would be
greatly disappointed If he de-
cllned. salary was named which
was larger than John had ever
dreamed Of receiving in any occupa-
a few days. John Saxton was
human, and it was not easy to decline
a salary Of $4,000 for services which
he knew he could not perform, offered
to him by a gentleman whom people
were not in the habit Of refusing. He
remained indoors at the club all day
smoking many pipes in a fruitless eff
fort to reconcile his resolves with his
new problems.
The next day he thought he saw ii
all more clearly. Perhaps, he re-
| Elected, life in Boston would become
endurable; there was his sister to con.
slider, and he owed something to her;
-l.1 y :
walked aimlessly thru the hot streets
little needing what he did. He re-
allied presently that he had gone into
a railway office and asked for sub.
urban time table. He carried this bacL
to the club, where the atmosphere OF
his cool, quiet room soothed him; anC
| he lay down on couch and studied
the list of Orchard Lane trains. He
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CHAPTER xIl.-Continued.
Retrospective Vanity.

HE bishop sat with his in
evitable hand baggage by
his side and read Whea-
toms letter thru.
IL How ignorant we are!"
he said, folding it. IT
sometimes think that we
who try to minister to the needs
Of the poor in spirit do not even
know the rudiments of our trade. We
are pretty helpless with men like
Wheaton. They are apparently
strong; they yield to no temptations,
SO far as any man knows; they are
exemplary characters. I suppose that
they are living little tragedies all the
time. The moral coward is more to
be pitied than the open criminal. You
know where to to find the criminal;
but the moral coward is an unknown
quantity. Life is a strange business
John, and the older I get the less I
think 1 know of it, He sighed and
handed back the letter.
But he's doing better than we
might have expected him to-" said
ISaxton. "a mans entitled to happi-
ness if he can find it. He undoubt-
edly chose the easier part in running
back here to face the community af-
ter all that had happened."
Il don't know that I can either.
Preaching Is easier than practicing,
and I'm not sure that I gave him the
best advice at the ranch house that
morning.
well, it was the only thing to do"
'Eaxton answered. II suppose neither
you nor was sure he told the truth
IL was a situation that was calculated
to make one skeptical. 1t isn't clear
from his letter that the whole thing
has impressed him In any great way.
He's anxious to have us think we'll Of
'h1m-a kind Of retrospective vanity
But his punishment is great. It's
not for us to pass on its adequacy. I
must be goings JOHN and Saxton
gathered ups the battered cases and
went out to the car with him.
Bishop Delafeld always brought
Wary back wildly to John, and as
they waited on the corner he remem-
lbered his first meeting with the bish-
OPP, in Warry's rooms at The Bach
'slors'. And that was very long ago.
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(The End.>

In the first place the presence of
Inc cOnceSs1onalre means money to
him; in the second place, if any dam
age is done to fences, crops or stock
by the hunters, the farmer knows who
is responsible for it. He also knows
that any poaching on that particular
preserve will affect its value when tffe
bidders come to figure on it the next
time-and he makes it hard for the
pOachers.
"Of course the German system as
have described it does not apply to
large estates. which remain the pri-
Vate preserves Of the owners. There
is also a provision in the German
law which allows any holder of land
to the amount Of about 100 acres to
exempt 1t from preservation and to
use it for his own hunting.
But as it often happens that the
exemption SO interferes with hunting
on that particular. district as to leave
1t unconsldered by the sportsmen bid
ders, and the other farmers, with
whom the system is popular for the
reasons l have mentioned, bring such
pressure to bear on the one holder
that he either gives up and allows
MS holding to go with the district, or
turns in, forms a club and bids in
the whole district himself"
Local Application of Method.
AS to the possibility of the local APP
pncatlon of this system, Mr.. Moulton
SAID: l see no reason why the sys-
tenn can not be most successfully in
troduced in this country. The need
for 1T in the west is not felt at this
time and may not be for number Of
years. But the far east where game
has become rarity, and where the
should offer exceptional opportunities
for the preservation of game in this
manner.
THAT it is very popular with the
farmer, who find it greatly reduces his
road and school taxes, is undenia BILE.
That 1T is popular with sportsmen is all
equal certainty. That it tends to
greatly increase the amount of game is
thing already established.
In the matter of relative expense
the advantage is in favor of the Ger
man plan.
Instead of spending large sums in
making long railroad trips, paying liv-
invests a smaller sum I'M bringing his
game within easy reach. At best,
hunting is game for the more we'll
to-do. But in the matter of compare
tive expense our present system suf-
fers.
''Take this county as an example.
Surprising six or eight Minneapolis
sportsmen We're to club together and
bid in the town of Edna. 1t is within
two Or three hours of each mans
place of business. A shooting lodge
could be built at the most convenient
point. Instead of one long trip dur
irg the season each member could
make six or eight trips at an expense
which would not exceed that, one he
would take under ordinary circunl-
stances.
In paying for the. game wardens
who did the patrolling under the pro-
posed system, tax of SIS for each
gun owned in the county could be
LEVIED. That would not be exorbitant.
IF man were not sportsman he
would not keep a gun; if he were he
would not object to the tax. The
| farmers would welcome an innovation
which protected them against damage
to their property and visibly reduced
their road and school taxes. This
system will be adopted before many
years or am mistaken"
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THE MAIN CHANCE ToRoY wrsTnRn sToRx OF REAL

- Il = : IL
'They say of him that ne always
'And that's a good deal.
That's right. It's a, whole lot" Por-
ter aSsented.
There were some. details connected
with the final transfer of the Traction
company. to Margrave's syndicate
which Porter had not fully understood,
or which Fenton had purposely kept
from him, and he pressed John for
new light; on these matters. John an
swered or parried as he thought wisest.
He was surprised to find how COM
pletelys Porter had freed himself from
business; the sometime banker talked
of Clarkson affairs with, an accentua-
ton of the past tense, as II to wave
them all away as far as poss1bl
Events in themselves did not interest
him particularly; but he took a mildly
patronizing tone in philosophizing
about them. He drew from John the
fact that most of the property Of the
Neponset Trust company in the Trans
Missouri region had been sold.
That's good. l guess you've done
pretty we'll for them, Saxton. But I
hope we shan't lose you from Clark
son. We need young men out there;
and I guess We've got as good a town
as there is anywhere west of Chicago"
I'm sure of that" said John, and
ne rose 10 go. Z.
E"I'm sorry the rest; of them are
not here" said Mr.. Porter. Evelyn
ought to have been home before this
But yOu~muSt come again. Come out
and try the golf course and have din
ner with us any time. I'm playing.
little myself this summer. Evelyn
and Grant can outdrive me all right,
ting. I'm one Of the warmest putters
on the links. You can find the shore
path this way" He led John to an
exit at the rear of the house, where
there was an old apple orchard.
after you pass the lighthouse you
come to road that leads right into
the village"
John left his greetings for the rest
Of the household and turned away. 1t
had all. happened much more easily
than he had expected. He had burned
all his bridges behind him now; he
| would mail his letter in the village;
not that it would be delivered any
spirit of remuneration that it should go
hence with the Orchard Lane post
| mark.
He took it from his pocket and car
ried it in his hand. He found the
walk very pleasant, with the rough
shore Of the bay on one hand and
pretty villas on the other Orchard
I Lane. was not wholly nCllOH VI
nomenclature. There were veritable
lanes that survived the coming of
fashion and wealth, and spoke Of sim
pier times on these northern shores.
The path was not altogether straight,
but described a tortuous line past the
lighthouse which crouched on a point
of the bay. There was a train at
o'clock; it was now 5, and he loitered
along, stopping often to look out upon
the sea. A group Of people was gath
cred about a tea table on the sloping
lawn in front of one of the. houses.
The co1ors of the women's dresses
were bright against the dark green.
1t was gay company; their laughter
f1oated out to him nockingly. He
wondered whether Evelyn was there
as he passed on beating the rocky
path with his stick.
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found that he could run out almost
any hour of the day. He slept and
woke refreshed, with the time table
still grasped In his hand. He had
been very foolish, he concluded it
would be a simple matter to go out
to Orchard Lane to call on the Por-
tiers and Wh1pples, and he picked out
one Of the afternoon trains and
marked it on the folder with lead
pencil. He spent the evening writing
letters,-in particular a letter to the
representative of the Clarkson Trac-
ton syndicate, declining the general
managership; and the next afternoon
carried the letetr sealed and stamped
In his pocket, as a kind Of 7talisman
that would assure his sfety.
It suited his righteous mood that he
should find no one at home at Red
Gables but Mr.. Porter, who played
golf all the morning and slept and
experimental at landscape gardening
all the afternoon. He Welcomed John
with unwonted cordiality, in the mex
plicable way people have of being
friendlier with a fellow townsman
away from their common habitat than
at home. He led the way to a cool and
coy corner of the broad veranda,
where Japanese screens made pleas
ant nook. The afternoon sea- skim
mered beyond the trees; the. lawn was
tended with urban care. Porter was
very proud of the place and listened
with approval to Johns praise Of it.
well, sir; it's cooler than Clark
son. 81.
"a trif1e, yes; the efforts of the
Clarkson papers to make summer
resort Of the town were never very
successful" Johns eyes rested on a
wicker table where there were books
and little sewing basket, which it
WY o. Iic fn -
Folks are all off somewhere. The
Whipples are in town. Grants gone
sailing and Evelyn's out visiting or
attending a, push of some kind up the
shore. But 1 guess know when I've
got good thing. You don't catch me
cool place to sit" He stretched his
short legs comfortably. IT hope you'll
smoke a cigar if you've got one.
They've cut mine off, and Evelyn won't
let me keep any around; thinks they'd
be too much of a temptation
temptation" said John, not thinking of
cigars. The sight of Porter and the
mention of Clarkson brought his
inconsistencies to an acute stage.
IT suppose our old friend Mar
graves enjoying himself running the
Traction company by this time,' con-
tinued Porter. well, sir, I guess he
| Call lldFS IL. CI1ouSllI. lOI d Wills
that I wanted it myself, but. Fentor
talked me out Of it. It will pay, il
they run it right; yes, sir; it's good
thing. But the trouble with Mar.
grave is that he won't play square
1t amt in him. He's so crooked that
they'll never find a coffin for him.
no, sir! not in stock; I guess it'll tax
| the manufacturer to his full capacity
to fit Tim. But he seems to have
those Transcontinental people on the
string, and they're smart fellows, too
I reckon Margrave's' a handy man fol
them. They used to say I was
crooked" he twirled his straw hat
and changed the position of his legs
"but I guess that for pure sinuosity
I was never in Tim Margrave's class
Well, Tins a good enough fellow
when alps said and dOne!"
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necessary for me to go back from
time to time, but it will not be home

necessary for me to go back from
time to time, but it will not be home
again"
you were to be of us. But I suppose
there is a greater difference between
the east and the west than any one
can understand who has not known
both" They regarded each other
gravely, as if this were, Of course, the
whole matter at issue.
ST can't go back-it's too much; T
can't do it, he said YEARLY.
81 know how it must be-this last
year and Wary! It was all SO ter
rible-for all Of u.s." She was look
ing away; the wind had freshened;
the blue sky.
John rose and looked down at her.
It was natural that she should in
clude herself with him in a common
grief for the man who had been his
friend and whom she had loved. She
had always been kind to him; her
Kindness stung him now, for he knew
that it was because of Wary; and
resolve woke in him suddenly. He
would not suffer her kindness under
a false pretense; he could at least be
honest with her.
II can't go back because he is not
there; and because-because you are
II!GTo. GU uO1l L. hH0W-"SOu Si1Oulu
never know, but I was disloyal to
Wary from the first. I let him talk
to me from day to day of you; I let
him tell me that he loved you; never
let him know never meant any
one to know He ceased speaking;
she was very still and did not look
at him. TT was base of me-" he went
on. II would gladly have died for
him if he had lived; but now that he
is dead I can betray him. I hate my
self worse than you can hate me.
know howl must wound and shock
you
ooh, no!'' she moaned.
! But he went on; he would spare
! himself nothing.
me to come here" His hands were
clenched and his face twitched with
pain. "Oh, if he had lived! If he
had lived!''
She rose now and looked at him
with an infinite pity. This is one Of
God sunreckoned gifts to mantle gift
of pity that He has made the great
were gray now, like the stretch Of sea
beyond her, where "a mist was creep
ing shoreward over the blue water.
eff he had lived,' she said very
softly, looking away thru the sun
! dappled aisles of the orchard, eff he
had lived-it would have been the
4 same, john
! But he did not understand. His
4 name as she spoke 1t rang strange in
his ears. The letter had fallen to the
ground and lay in the grass between
them; he half stopped to pick it up,
not knowing what he did.
1 She walked away thru the orchard
. path, which suddenly became to him
a path of gold that stretched into
paradise; and he sprang after her with
a great fear in his heart lest some
barrier might descend and shut he1
out forever.
Evelyn! Evelyn!''
It was not voice that called her;
it was a spirit, long held in thrall
that had shaken free and become g
name.
(The End.)
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By MEREDITH. NICHOLSON

rying it in his hand; his fingers were
cramped from their clutch upon it.
It was not easy to resist her mood, and
he now laughed in spite of himself:
Tn disappointed. thought they
had all the necessities of a successful
summer resort here-even mails"
Rather poor, don't you think?
suppose you were carrying the letter
to get an opening for that
They paused and John held open the
little gate in the stone wall. He was
grave again, and something Of his Sc
robustness communicated itself to her.
Clearly, he thought, this was the
parting of the ways. He had not re-
Taxed his hold upon the letter; it was
a straw at which he clutched for sup
port. ID,
Wont you come in? There are
plenty Of trains and we'd like you to
dine with u.s.
A great wave of loneliness and
yearning swept over him. Her invita-
ton seemed to create new and lfmitless
distances that stretched between
them. In fumbling with the latch Of
the gate he had dropped his letter.
The wind caught and carried it out
into the grass.
He went soberly after 1t and picked
it up. There was a logged resignation
in his step as he walked slowly across
bit Of paper, she sat down on rustic
bench and waited for him.
"The fates don't agree with you
about the letter, Mr.. Saxton. You
were looking for a letter box and they
| tried to thwart YOU
I'm not, superstitious," said John,
| smiling a little.
| "One needn't be-to act on the d.
rect hints Of Providence
| She sat at comfortable ease on the
| bench, holding her parasol across her
lap. There was room for two, and
John sat down.
Suppose it were q check on an
overdraWn account; would Providence
intervene to prevent an overdraft 90
! That's a commercial hypothesis; ]
think we should be above sucn consid-
erations.'' Then they were silent.
John bent forward with his elbows on
his knees, playing with his stick and
still holding the letter. The wind
came UP out of the sea and blew in
their faces. The brass mountings OF
| the yacht shone Respondent in the
slanting rays of the lowering sun. II
was very calm and restful in the or
chard. Two robins came and inspect
ed them, and then flew away to one OF
the gnarled old trees to gossip about
them. =
ct happens to be Important sai6
John, indicating the letter.
ooh, pardon me!'' with real contri.
| ton. It was not her way to f1irt with
a young man over a letter. Johr
help up the envelope so that she saw
held up the envelope so thatTshe saw
very we'll. It was constantly ir
the newspapers. and the owner Of i
had dined once at her fathers house
Hes the head of the syndicate tina
has bought the Traction company. HI
has asked me, to stay in Clarkson ant
run the street cars
That's very nice. But merit get
rewarded sometimes
But I have refused the offer,' h
said quietly. He had not intended t.
tell her; but it was doubtless just a
we'll; and it would alter nothing. "M
work In Clarksoni is finished" he wen
on. "Warry's affairs will make