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The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1904-10-01


"A MIDsHIPMAN IN THE PACIFIC"
by Cyrus Townsend Brady.
published by Charles Scribner's Sons.
New York. For sale by Preston &
Rounds, Providence. Price si2O metz
The author OF this tale needs no intro
duction to the reading public-either the
young. midde-aged or elderly. His stories
are always welcome and this one will
prove no exception 10 the rules
II can be read by any boy with undis-
suised pleasure and by old heads with al
most the same interest. for the story Is
instructive, exciting. we'll written and at
tention holding: consequently II will ap-
peal 10 any reader.
The hero-the youngster-is kidnapped q
from a Bristol whaler in the Pacific and
is later shipwrecked and drifts about In
the open sea IN an open boat until res
cued by a passing ship This ship is cap
tured by the Indians and the crew mas
sacred but the boy escapes and is again
rescued by whaler, which I'm turn is
captured
The story II filled with stirring incident =
and climaxes which make the blood OF
the reader course lively as he becomes
more deeply interested at the probable
outcome OF the heros wanderings The
tale r. instructive as Il gives a true pict.
| ure of life aboard a United States war.
ship a century ago and cannot fail e
please both young and old.
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new BOOKS.

OUR FRIEND THE DOG" by Maurice
Haterlinck.
published by Dodd. Meade & Co. New
York For sale at Gregory's book store,
Providence Price 81 metz
A clever little story or essay In which
the author defends this friend OF man
the dog, and plcturing In words what
canine might say in defense Of himself,
telling his thoughts and emotions and
what mitch he flls in the world
1t is cleverly written and certainly
should appeal to all lovers of this animal
and tend to show that every one who has
the milk OF human kindness In their veins
should give to the dog more care and
kindness than In manly cases is bestowed
upon him.
The story Ia filed with interesting ex-
pressions which If thoroughly understood
mean much--one in particular In which
the author says 1.-The dog who meets with
a good master Is the happier OF the two
In truth this little book can be road
with much pleasure and something gain
ed in its reading.
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NATIONAL LEAGUE GAMES.

Boston took both games from Pitts
burg yesterday at home by soo hitting
and poor fielding of the visitors. The SEQ
ond game was called in the sixth on ac-
count OF darkness Attendance 22ss.
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Clara-Did you lose your presence o
mind when he attempted TO kiss your
Maud-Yes, for a rnomer. WHY,
nearly told him 20 stop New xs..sr.
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GAMES TODAY.
Boston at St. Louis
New York at Chicago.
Washington at Cleveland.
Philadelphia at Detroit.
AMERICAN LEAGUE STANDING.
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THE KNITTING OF THE SOULS" by

THE KNITTING OF THE SOULS" by
Maude Clarke Gay.
published by Lee & Shepard, Boston
For sale by all booksellers. Price N.50)
To the New Englander or. in fact 10
any reader who is interested in the trials
and fluctuations OF the early settlers of
this land and those who landed on tho
shores OF New England to seek religious
freedom. this story will prove of the
greatest attraction.
II tells. and impressively. OF the earlier
history OF Boston and the author has, In
tho midst OF her word pictures OF tho stir
ring life at that time. woven a story OF
love and adventure which will appeal 70
even the most Indifferent reader
The hero is Kenneth Brooks foster son
OF Governor Bellinsham, while the hero
Inc is Lady Virginia. the noble wife OF an
unscrupulous commissioner sent by King
Charlie. III 20 surprise n too rapidly rising
strength in the Massachusetts Bay
colony
II Is indeed n clever tale Of dramatic In
cident In which the author well placed
her different characters The side plots
are well drawn and put before the reader
I'm an interesting manner. and tho book
cannot fall 10 make n hit and assume n,
proper place among the books OF it's kint
dealing with the earlier days OF America
and especially OF New England.
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cII1cAan fak NEW YORK "a.

Loose. careless playing and free hitting
were seen at the polo grounds yesterday
at New York The New Yorks lost ootn
games McGinnity and Elliott were easy
marks In the first Home runs were
plentiful and won the second game for
Chicago. Attendance 24co. Scores:
Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-11-14

''I'il end in a madhouse eff it keeps
up" said Mrs. Hillyer, with little.
forced laugh. I'm goin' to crawl in
yore bed. I'm not to say afeard o
sperits, but am of niggers an tramps.
Phew! I'm all of a SILVER Let's COW
er up. Hortie, you've always said l
was good woman Well. | try to be-
but L hain't perfect by a long shot.
say l hain't perfect. an I mean it.
You'd say so eff you could see through
my outside. I've got one whalin' big
fault, an that is suspicion Somehow
cayn't root it out. Now, like George
Buckley as well as you or Mr.. Hillyer
does. but what on earth has made Mr..
Hillyer so wrapped up in that boy an
tho whole layout O. Buckleys? Why,
hes as crazy as a bedbug right now
about this trial an Georges condition.
Oh. l know you kin say he likes the
boy an all that, but thar are heaps
O boys in the county an heaps o folks
that's Jest as worthy of assistance as
the Ruckleys"
oh. Aunt Martha. you surely don't
mean
y don mem nothin'." interrupted
Mrs. Hillvc~. ''but I'm as sure o one
thing as am that got my cold feet
agin yore'R. an +I~t is that Mr.. Hill
yer hahn -" everything about
them mev tHsnk l
woulG.. -.- i. ;a hain't LET me
on to Ia o."."
Horter i..i i--.' -.:'+-.s I'm to make,
and the -~ c" several min
utes. TIE ;..e IL. e9olze:
George could really bear it much
better if he had not net Lydia Gran
ston. l don't blame Linz for caring for
her, Aunt Martha. She's splendid
girl; we all like her; she's Just as frank
and open as can be. She's always
making fun of her fathers family
pride. He's got Cranston tree in the
library, but Lydia gets all mixed up
when she tries to tell any one who her
connections are. l was just thinking
She'll be apt to be Disguised with
George if she hears that this has driv
en- him to drink, and"-
Don't you bother about that" retort
ed Mrs. Hillyer. Thar never was
WOuldu ludL tuEleU dSIA d man Sh'
cared fer on that account; they'll maxi
excuses fer 'em, an the Lord knows
she could fish up good many to JUST
t fly George 1 know / could. Pore fel
t low. Jest think O. him tryin' an tryin
e to git his head above water an that oil
e scamp of a daddy jerkin' i'm down
n an right now when he was gittir
d sech fine start He could "a Marie
that Cranston gal eff this thing hadn
e come up-I mean he could in time
g beca'se it was in i'm"
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CHAPTER ".

T7ILLYER went out into the star
AI lit night and made his way
jill down to the business portion Of
the town He was about to
Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-11-14
Warned by a Photo.

Here is a curious little story told
by a solicitor. He had among his
clients a few years ago a notorious
comnanv promoter whose financial
affairs came to grief. One day hap
penino to pass by stationer's shop
his attention was attracted by a
portrait of Mr.. -, the well known
barrister. Mr.. was attired in
wig and gown, and in his hand he
held a paper on which the solicitor 5
sharp eyes caught the-name of his
client. His curiosity aroused, he
purchased the photo and proceeded
to decipher the words of Mr.. IS
brief, speedily discovering that they
indicated that a warrant was "out
for the arrest of his client. In a
few hours the man of finance was
out of England, to which country
he has not since returned.-Londor
Globe.
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CHAPTER III.

-7EORGE BUCKLEY did not come
to supper as usual, and the
Il meal passed awkwardly. Even
81 the efforts Mrs. Hillyer mace
Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-11-14

+. once" answered the woman,
never shall forget If. fer it show
e palmer what a fine character
e has than anything he ever
Thar's a lot o. meddlin' folks
the Cove. Mr.. Hillyer. an the
got out that since George got
hOOlin' an you tuck i'm in with
bat he was ashamed O me. They
this talk up, an when be got 10
here an yam with Lydia Gran
I got wuss. an some of 'em low
at the girl didn't know what sort
rub kin George had. This got TO
Re somehow, an one day when !
t Grove Level camp ground with
O. my neighbOrs. George fetched
bit along with some other couples
wn folks. An when he seed me
tin in front O. Mrs. Fellows tent
some more women he fetched the
tight up to me. He was sorter
an excited, but he retched down
uck my hand an lifted me up,
Bays he, Miss Cranston, l want
to make the acquaintance o my
ler'-nO, that wasn't 1t exactly
was ii, Miss CranstOn, want you
beet my mother an me n he1
3 k hands. 1t was awful, Mr.. Hill
I've got a little more sense n
bird, an seed through it. l seed
lover, that while she was a perfec
she was sorter set back. She go
in the face an was all fiustered IL
she said. but he stopped that tall
Dur way an showed what he was
es, he's all right, Mrs. Buckley.
old man swallowed.
Iaybe," ventured the old woman
atively, maybe he's in love wit
gal, Mr.. Hillyer, an knows sh
t the sort-that her folks hahn
sort-to overlook IA
that's just it, Mrs. Buckley" sal
merchant with firmness, "an' tina
Dunts for his misery an the wits
This thing has hit i'm away b'
the belt. Thar's no two way
ut it. I'm dead afeard it's goil
hndo all that's been done"
he old woman raised her eyes to tn
hbled face before her and stare
IDLY. Lets hope not" she sail
orely the Lord will show us son
toto avoid that"
{illyer dropped his eyes, and, tur
toward the door, the old woma
sYly shambled out.
Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-11-14
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Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-11-14

BUCKLEY did not come
II to supper as usual, and the
IL Il meal passed awkwardly. Even
the efforts Mrs. Hillyer mace
to enliven the little group fell fiat ana
she soon found herself as moody as the
others. The merchant gulped down
CUP of hot. black coffee, ate very Ilgnt-
" of what was on his plate and then
went out on the front veranda TO
smoke.
The evening passed slowly, and about
10 o'clock the family retired. Hillyer
could not sleep. His wife, tired as she
was, was kept awake by her nus
bands constant movements. About
midnight he got up, half dressed hlm-
self and took his hat.
"Whar are you goin'?' asked his wire
"Pm a-goin' down to satisfy mysef
about George" he said sheepishly
THAR amt no use tryin' to hide it; I'm
worried"
"Well, I'll be switched exclaimed
| his wife. But l reckon you mough'
| as we'll 1 don't believe me nor yor
nuther is goin' to close our eyes to
| night unless you do. I'll bet you'll
| find I'm in bed No doubt he jest wen
to the hotel an got his supper rather
than let US know he was drinkin'. HI
still sleeps at the warehouse, don
he?"
Yes, he still rooms thar" answered
Hillyer, AN eff thar's no light II
come right back. Sometimes wheI
he's bothered he sets up an works O.
his books"
When her husband had gone Mr.;
Hillyer crept up the stairs to Hortens
Snowden's room. The girl was sittin
/ UP in bed.
: why, are you awake" Mrs. Hill
t yer cried. I declare, we are all Sc
5 O. night owls"
= Il haven't slept wink" was the r
|. ply. DE yoa know, every sound
= your room comes right up that stoH
e fue. l could hear the creaking of yoI
f bed, an just now I heard you talkin
e Oh, Aunt Martha, where do you thin
e it's going to end?"
Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-11-14

bales. Hillyer stood in the doorway of
the young mans room. In a cloud of
cigar smoke George Buckley sat near
a little table. without his coat, his col
lar off and his powerful neck showing
through his open shirt He glared up
at his employer and then rose to his
feet and looked straight at him.
George" the old man began in
voice that quivered through excessive
embarrassment, II was troubled so
much about you that couldn't sleep
so l got up an come down. | seed
yore light an couldn't keep from COM
in in"
81 don't see that you need bother
about me-" was Buckley's surpri7ing
rctort. I'm no blood kin of yours,
Mir Hillyer"
George, I'm as good a friend to you
as I know how to be- an 1 jest want
you to know that, an eff thar's any
way under the sun that l kin help you
| I'll do it"
Then let's me n you come to an
| understanding, said Buckley. Il don't
know exactly how to size you up. I've
| been thinking about you all this even
| inc. and if l don't understand you bet
| ter than | have done for several years
YOU and l will part. You can keep the
| money I've made and saved up, and
if I could Go it I'd throw the education
/ YOU gave me in your face. My intelli-
gence has been insulted. You have
done all these things for me under the
| nnf that
Now let's understand each other"
Hillver turned as white as death
could have made him. His eyes sank
to the floor, and, with hating step, ne
went to the young mans bed across
the room and sat down on the edge
of it,
you do me great wrong, George,
he faltered 'If you knowed my
heart
"Well. that's all I'm asking. l want
to know what it all means. [ tell you
I'm no fool. It's not whisky in me
talking either, for I've puzzled over i
for veal S. an now that this thing ha:
happened-an' l don't care whether
stay in your town anyway-Fm goin
. to be told the truth. What did yOl
: give me my education for, and Thu
J start in the world? Why, as | lool
at you gazing at me now it seems t
me you are the very personiication o
the fate that has Knocked me ever sine
l I was old enough to know l was alive
= Curse it, what's the matter with you
Can't you talk?'
i Hillyer rose to his feet. I'm goir
t to leave you, George" he said. etc
:, morrow We'll talk this over. You ar
in no condition to-
Taking a swift, steady stride fol
ward the young man laid his hands o
the merchants shoulders and force
y him back to his seat on the bed. mo
r he said; "you don't leave here tonigf
= until you have answered my questo
l. and satisfied me-"
# Hillyer leaned forward, his face
$, his hands, and groaned.
q "Then, George, I'll be obliged
ID speak of something that has not pass'
v my lips in thirty years, but maybe it
% best fer me to do it, cOnsiderin' ever
n thing Set down. I kin talk better
a you won't stand so close an lock
Or me 80 straight. You've had yore tro
n BILE, an eff you have the heart | thiI
a you have you'll be sorry fer me, an 4
e. an you maybe will be truer friends
I'd the future. CT me time. I'll git
ed out"
| q
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fro BE CONTINUED
THE FORCE OF FEAR.
Fright Was the Cause of the Death
of Frederick 1. of Prussia.

Fright Was the Cause of the Deatn
of Frederick 1. of Prussia.
There are several well authenticated
cases where fright was the cause Of
death. An English surgeon tells Of
drummer in India across whose legs a
harmless lizard crawled while he was
half asleep. He was sure that cobra
had bitten him4 and it was too much
for his nerves, and he died.
Frederick l. of Prussia was killed by
fear. His wife was insane, and one
day she escaped from her keeper and,
dabbling her clothes with blood, rushed
upon her husband while he was doing
in his chair. King Frederick imagined
her to be the white lady whose ghost
was believed to invariably appear
whenever the death of a member Of
the royal family was to occur, and he
was thrown into a fever and died in
| six weeks. -
But perhaps the most remarkable
death from fear was that of the Dutch
painter Pentman, who lived in the sew
| enteenth century. One day he went in
to a room full of anatomical subjects
| to sketch some skulls and bones for a
/ picture he intended to paint. The
! weather was very sultry, and while
sketching he fell asleep. He was
aroused by bones dancing around him
and the skeletons suspended from the
ceiling clashing together. In a tit OF
horror he threw himself out OF the
window Though he sustained no serI
| GUS injury and was Informed that
slight earthquake had caused the com
motion among the ghostly surround
| inos. he died of nervous tremor.
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7T was now about shutdown, and
HiIIver started home. He pass
ed the postoffice, went into the
little building, looked absenty
10 his lock box, and then, taking a
eet that led past the town park !
several of the most pretentlous
alrches. he soon reached his house,
8ich was a two story brick building
In an old fashioned white veranda
n anil. The house, like many others
the place, stood on big lawn shad'
by large oaks, magnOlias and null
rry tres. A wide walk bordered
tn stunted rosebushes of some cheap
rietv and covered with gravel
ached from the gate to the steps.
long the side fence was row OF bee,
YES. and frlsking about in the yard
his a young calf. 49,
Mrs. Hillyer was in the sitting room
ith her niece, a rather plain girl OF
8irty. Miss Hortense Snowden, who
Rd been living with the Hillyers since
10 death of her parents, twelve months
Ipfore. They both rose at the SOUND
the merchants step in the wide, IN
brpeted hall. and when he had enter
h they stood waiting for him TO 81
own before resuming their seats at TIT
|pen fireplace. in which some dry NICK
~ Iogs on old fashioned brass heade
no irons were cheerfully ablaze, tul
gisbing the chief light Of the shade
Dom.
"Wen anybody would know frol
is Looks how the case come out, san
Mrs. Hillyer as she sat down al
snread out her calico skirt. An el
lod a, been dark l could "a read Il
news in the way he put his feet 90"
n the hall" She was a short, cheerI
looking woman past fifty. Her ey'
were almost black, very keen, ana th'
flashed at all times with a merrlIhe
that seemed as much part or her
Electricity is a part of an electric u
s+orv Her hair was abundant ana re
dish brown and fell in ntractal
waves over her brow and ears. .
Eyes, 1t not only went clean agln
old man. but Judge Moore plnteoIy
fused to cut it down to fine. ID
ver's voice had a tone of deep
lection as he said this, and he kept
eyes on the fire. :,
AN kin see you mighty nign u
q snasm over it." replied Mrs. hlliy
s.Iawsy me, eff l never found anyIhl
70 worry about till worrleu over
inst punishment leveled on the he
., that old scamp I'd go to my or,
without gray hair or d WIN" L
Tbat,s tbe trouble with you an Geo
moth. You are not carryin out
Scriptural injunction not 10 AleA q
the bricks. l don't kno" eAac!
the GOOD book says about it dis
member. In fact, don I Aho" t1a
nrar run acrost it in print myself.
YOU bet it's thar. NJ! la'ne
eat an slep' with the ploie III
hand. used to always Keep Sd! III '"
folks was continually Hlpiai !
Don't kick agin the plIoA' Al
vas right. Eff you set down on DO
With a tack in it, the harder you
the more tack you git an lhat
with life. It's full Of tacKs' an q
YOU forgit 1t. The Lord put oio 81
ley in jail TO keep I'm In Ouhen Oh
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EIILLYER went out into the star
EAI lit night and made his way
jill down to the business portion Of
the town. He was about to
pass the barroom run by Luke Hill
house, when, hearing the clicking Of
billiard balls and the rapping of cues,
he looked in at the screened door. Two
countrymen, without their coats and
under broad slouched hats, were play
ing at the green table, over which hung
a glass lamp under a tin shade con-
structed from new dishpan with
hole cut in the bottom, and three or
four half drunken negroes were en-
gagged in betting small amounts on a
fortune wheel against the wall. See
ing the merchant, Hillhouse, fat, red
faced man with a dyed and waXed
mustache, came round to him from
behind the counter.
'Lookin' fer George, I'll bet" he
said in a friendly, half confidential
tone Hes jest gone. squire" Hill
| yer had years before been justice OF
the peace. Il went with i'm clean to
the door Of the warehouse an seed
| that he went in"
Then he was"-
THE wust | ever seed, squire. vi,
he could walk all right an knoWed
what he was about, but he's a reg idr
| rippin' terror He come in here, L
reckon, about an hour ago an tuck a
| couple O. drinks an then set down
over thar at the little table. L lowed
he was asleep, he was so quiet, an l
reckon everybody else did, fer Bascom
| Truitt from over in the mountains
| come in an begun to talk about Ole
man Buckley's sentence. He hadn'1
said a word that was wrong, but
George heard it an riz suddenly an
come I'D to him. 'YO're a-sayin' tha1
to insult me- he said, right in TRUTHS
face. AS big as Truitt is you could
"a knocked i'm down with a feather
but he told George as straight as h
/ could that he never knOwed he was
thar an didn't mean no harm nOhOw
but, sir. George hauled away an hi
i'm in the jaw. 1t popped like the re
port of a pistol, an Truitt mighty nigl
went down We parted 'em withou
any trouble In fact, Truitt thinks tn
world an all of i'm. George did i'm
favor a long time back, an instead {
glttin' mad about it Truitt is worryir
over offendin' the boy. He would hav
apologized to i'm, but we all persua(
ed i'm to wait till George was at his
/ self"
The merchant took a long, tremblin
| breath.
{ 81 wish, Hillhouse," he said, 'thf
r Won wouldn't let i'm have any mol
: LIQUOR if you kin git around it."
+ s.Git around it?' laughed the pa
keeper. eff you'll show me mixer
! drinks in this county that would !
i fuse that Teller when he's off Ia iie
n to see i'm. 1t would cost I'M his -
n He's one man, squire, that oi.n ~, ;,
fetch a drap, an between you a. ~,
). 1 don't think anything ouI tnia a. 81
q of his daddv's would have star'eo II
. George Buckley is the high strung 50
: So $50 p'1 oi+ber the finest citizens
! the scum O. creation
~ 81 reckon yo'rs right" agreed Hilly'
and turning, he went down to {
= Irorobo,se. which was in the ne
:, blooir below. He found the front do
:. aiar and saw a light burning in
- clerks room in the rear. Enteri
o and softly treading over the roui
y floor. which was strewn with chaf a
grain and the metal ties Of colt
Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-11-14
CHAPTER II.

IT was now about shutdown. and
HiIlyer started home. He pass
ed the postoffice, went into the
little hniIding. looked absently