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The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

, tleman and man of good taste.
He returns to the Senate at 2 o'clock
and receives the cards of his visitors,
meeting them in the Marble Room, the
long apartment utilized for the recep-
ton of people having business with the
senators. He has d throng of callers
every day. for the most part Montana
people and Westerners at large. Every
man from any part of the West, from
Butte to the Spanish Peaks. and from
the Platte to the Golden Gate. knows
Clark of Montana and if he has bust
ness in Washington, seeks his aid in its
transaction. The visitor may catch
him at the Senate; he will not find him
at home, if the Watchful butler sees
him first.
1t is interesting to watch these West
erners transacting their business with
Clark of Montana. Most of them are
typical men of the mountains and the
plains-big, brawny, open faced, CHEEKY
hammered, bluff and hearty fellows.
They come bustling in, with their
breezy way. g'rasping their soft felt
hats in one hand and the other mighty
paw extended to greet the senator.
There is Clark, slight, almost dainty
in appearance, reserved in manner,
looking the visitor through and through
with his hard, inscrutable glance, lis
tening intently and saying little. The
temperature seems to lower at once
and the breeziness dies down. The
statement is heard, the senator says
few words, perhaps to deny the request
off-hand or to make an appointment
for another day. or to refer the caller
to his secretary; then on to the next
one, who is greeted in like manner.
1t is a wonder how man of his
temperament and habit of manner
ever got into Western politics. He is
anything but the mixer" that a sue
cessful politician in the West is sup
posed to be. His method of business,
when dollars are at stake, is not to
hold out false hopes, not to be obse-
quious. not to solicit and he is the
same where votes are at stake. He
does not give the glad hand" to any
politician.
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

there.
Pretty soon 1 heard the clatter of
big boulders coming toward us; then
gigantic form, roaring like a bull,
only louder came pounding into the
freight. 1t was a bear, and at the
first glance 1 thought him about the
size of d small house.
RUM shouted Leon. and we scat
tered over the creek bed toward the
other fire. We got up the bank all
right. Meanwhile, the other fire had
blinded the bear and he had pelted
right into it. He roared and screamed
and sent big bOulders flying in all di-
rectiOns, and we just poured a steady
fire into him. which didn't seem to
bother him so much as the blazing
brush.
Finally he freed himself, although
his fur was smoking in a dozen spots,
and he made for the bank, where we
stood firing our repeaters. But he was
weakening, and about half way he
rolled over and stirred the river bed
up, some of the smaller boulders land
ing at our feet Finally, he gave a
last groan, a supreme spasmodic kick.
and rolled back, motionless.
Then Leon went down to rebuild the
half scattered fire. but 1 noticed he
gave the bear a wide circuit. He
might have a kick or two left yet My
gun barrel was so hot that l have a
scar yet where it burned my hand
well, when daylight came the
wolves left us with a last howl, and
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

To have an income of $l,OOO,OOO a
month, to manage gigantic business
corporations. to be a Senator of the
United States and to control the pol
itics of sovereign state of the Union
this is the lot of William A. Clark,
of Montana.
Senator Clark is in every way an in
teresting parsonage. He has put the
stamp of his individuality upon a great
section of this country. He has de-
veloped and stnl is developing a large
part of the Rocky Mountain and Pa
cific coast region. CLARK of Mon
tana" is a name to conjure with in the
West. and draw forth the golden
boards of Wall STREET He is not only
one of the richest men in America, but
men have made fortunes and lost them
one of the most successul. Other
and made them again. Clark of Mon
tana has never made a failure. Every
thing that he touches turns to gold.
Out West they are almost supersti-
tious about his luck. He seems to be
inspired to avoid the schemes which
are faulty, and when Clark goes into
a project men rush to join their for
sure to win.
His life is a lonely one. He is of the
world, but apart from his felow-men.
This is due in measure to the isola-
tion of genius, for Clark of Montana
is undoubtedly a business genius, and
there are few like him. He has been
compelled by force of circumstances
TO withdraw himself from companion
ship. Imagine how man of his
power must be sought. almost hound
ed. by every one who has a scheme to
promote or an axe to grind. 1t is more
difficult to reach him in his own home
than to see the President of the Uni
ted States at the White House.
During the sessions of Congress he
lives alone in great mansion in the
national capital, A housekeeper and
corps of silent. watchful servants
minister to his material wants. Since
his wife died his children have grown
and gone their ways. At dinner this
lonely, frail specimen of physical man
sits at the head of his table. with the
lights of the candelabra reflected from
costly plate and rare cutglass, and
eats his meal in silence. He elects
that is should be so, and it is his
pleasure.
He takes keen interest in the home
~ things of the household. He noses
around the stables and examines a
horses fetlocks, or notes "A frayed bit
Of harness or a missing buckle. He
knows the price of oats and the differ
ent kinds of hay. He will stop at the
market and select himself a choice
porterhouse or a bit Of game and he
keeps tab upon the state of his wine
bins. He Will thumb a turkey with
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

to the tree whose limbs spread over
! us. but now they were plunging and
neighing and Juggling at their halters
| in a frenzied panic. Beyond the glow
| that he fire spread about on the
! ground and the leaves overhead every
where was so dark that we seemed to
! be in a cave.
"At first [ thought it was the neigh
! ing and efforts of the horses to free
themselves that had awakened me,
I but suddenly, even above their noise,
! came the same unearthly racket that
l had taken for the walls of lost souls
in my dreams-a tremendous chorus
I that rose and fell likes the cries of d
mob
Il jumped to my feet, and my
body was covered with goose flesh.
The whole camp was circled by
wolves, and as my eyes got used to
the dark l could see them, daring
each other to rush in. Several times
| saw a big, husky beast sneak up
almost to the heels of the horses, but
each time he received d discouraging
kick from a hoof.
Il now saw why the two vaqueros
were working so frantcally at the fire.
1 1t still refused to blaze up. Then Leon
tore off his jacket, and ripped out
the cloth lining. He carefully fed it
by bits to the Goals, and at last a
tongue of fire curled up among the
sticks. Both Indians gave grunts of
relief. But the brush was green, too
sappy to blaze readily and we had
more anxious moments.
Suddenly there was a wild scream
! from one of the horses and miXup
of fierce snarls. A husky wolf had
fastened himself to my horses hind
quarters. Leon and Juan jumped up
and began blazing away with their six
shooters. Fortunately, the fire leaped
up good just then, and we could dis
tinctly see the horses and the snarl-
| ing wolves about them. The fire and
shooting drove the wolves off aagin.
THE brush was burning briskly by
this time. but there was no more fuel
that would burn on our side of the
wolves. 1t was about fifty yards to
where the dried bush was, up on the
river bank. But those two Indians
proved worthy of their race. Leon
picked up a blazing brand and made
a dash up the bank, Juan pelting along
just after and firing two six-shooters
in every direction. The wolves scat
tered like chickens, and they reached
the brush in safety. Then, while Leon
| held the blazing brush up before him
and danced and whooped Juan built
| houther fire, which was cracking
! briskly within a few minutes
Meanwhile, 1 was tending the
| camp fire. and just as it was dying out
again, Leon came down with an arm
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17
Being Laughed at.
From the New York Press.

When Charles M. Seay of the Proc
tor Stock Company was a callow youth
sporting amid the old red hills or
Georgia, where his native village was
situated, he was looked upon by his
friends as lacking so much in histr1onlc
ability that he was not even allowed
to take any sort of part in charades'
tableaux or school house exhibitions ex-
cept that of spear-bearer, torch-toter
or "omnes." On one occasion. When
he was insstent a stage manager sald'
s"They will laugh at you before you
open your mouth" That very man
nerism has brought Seay fame. Botn-
well Graham. then a country school
teacher, obtained Mark Twain's consent
to dramatic Tom Sawyer the WORK
was done by a local celebrity, ana
Graham, now one of the South leau-
ing educators, produced it. Seay was
one of his pets. and the teacher al
lowed him to hand out programmes un-
til the second act. when he sat as one
of the "omnes" in the school sceue.
TOO bad for Rome, Ca: good enough
for New York.
Speaking of Rome (Which, like tne
Eternal City. sits upon her seven mus
and from her throne of beauty ruies
the world, two OF the more poDular
Princeton professors were born there
stockton Arson, assistant professor oL
English literature, and Leroy VIZ 10y
McCay. professor of chemistry. ne
Axsons were originally savannah PEI
ple: the McCays came from Baum ~, =
Prof. Axson's father was pastor ol W.
Rome Presbyterian Church FOR many
Years. Prof. McCays father Wds
merchant.
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

usual for the Senate to adjourn every
Thursday until the following Monday.
Then Senator Clark takes the 4 o'clock
train for New York. The next morn
ing, bright and early, he goes to his
offices which occupy an entire floor at
40 Wall street, and plunges into his
business affairs. He has a staff of as
sistants and clerks, and goes through
the reports made to him of the opera
tiOns of all his plants. He makes con-
tracts, reads the conditions of every
paper himself, and leaves nothing to
the judgment of any man.
Monday morning he is back in Wash
ington again. the statesman and poll
tician. And all of this is said to net
him about million dollars a month.
Copyright, 1904, by II. C. Mcclure.
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

copyright, 1904, by Z. 3. Warner
when we fired our volley of buck
shot a while ago at a little tom-tit. I
was thinking of a week I once spent
in New Mexico, near the head waters
of the Pecos river said the western
er who was tramping the Long Island
marshes for snipe and marsh birds
mat was only two years ago, and
have every reason to believe that the
same conditions still hold good. When
you start out on sporting trip there,
you never know just what you're hunt
ing until you meet your game. It
may be bear, it may be antelope. or
deer, or panther. or it might be rat
tlesnakes and Indians. The week
spent out there came near including
all of them.
Il was spending some time looking
over the country on the upper Pecos.
representing a syndicate that thought
of going into sheep raising there
abouts My reports afterward were
unfavorable; why will develop. My
headquarters We're on the Los Cuer-
nos ranch, which is owned by a
wealthy Mexican of Guadaljara. who
shows up there only about once year.
His superintendent was a half breed
and the vaqueros We're mostly Mexican
Indians, so they had no interest in
misrepresenting things to me.
"One day | expressed a desire to 30
out on a. weeks hunting trip and the
superintendent detailed two vaqueros
TO go with me. He wanted me to take
more, but I protested against too big
a party, and he only shrugged his
shoulders.
We set out one morning and tray
eled all day upward into the noun
tains, without seeing a thing bigger
than a ground squirrel, and l was be-
ginning to think there wasn't much
game in the country.
That night we camped beside a
pool in a dry creek bed. The Indians
said we might find something there
during the night by simply waiting,
but l was rather disguised and tired,
so I rolled up in my blankets shortly
after our supper of jerkeG beef and
coffee, and was soon asleep.
Just what woke me l don't know,
but l remember dreaming that I heard
the walls of the lost souls from the
bottomless pit. l awole gradually,
and even then the long, agonizing yells
continued Then l sat up with a
start, fully awake.
THE fire was pretty low, but both
Indians, Juan and Leon, were alter
nately piling on more brush and blow
ing the Goals with a. nervous haste I'M
usual to the Indian temperament. The
horses had been tethered close by us
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

both boys and girls. Sailor collars of
pique in white blue and pink with or
without the shield and standing collar,
are exceedingly popular, and are sold
at reasonable prices. Some have a star
embroidered at each corner in silk,
with row of stars across the front Of
the shield. Others have the anchor or
f1eur de lis embroidered on them.
Heavy corded silk in dainty colors
makes beautiful collars, which will
clean easily One of the prettiest ones
seen was of yellow corded silk, and was
trimmed with a heavy white silk cord.
Of laces the Irish crochet collars are
the most exclusive. These are much
used on the Fauntleroy suits for boys
and for the outside of little girls coats
Other washable sets are shown in pique
with scalloped edges, with stitched
cuffs and tie ends to match. Some OF
these pique collars are set with en-
broidered medallions. Scrim, batiste,
grass cloth and linens are also i'm
mensely popular. These are trimmed
with laces and embroidery in the linen
shades.
1t is quite the fashion to use not only
shirt waist sets for children. but to
have buttonholes and use these patent
arrangements in lieu of buttons. These
come in pearl and gold, and some look
like crocheted buttons. but they are
made of a composition. Baby buttons
are more popular than pins, and they
are linked together with chains. This
idea is a good and economical one. as
buttons are apt to be crushed in the
WrinEer.
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

we knew there was no danger of their
bothering us.
Next morning we pulled stakes and
moved farther uD into the mountains,
and every day for the rest of the week
we had an encounter with something
that would have been too big for me to
handle alone. In fact, felt much like
baby in care of those two Indians.
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

we skinned the bear. which was half
grown grizzly. That kept us busy all
day, but toward evening Leon and I
went out and shot a wild goat, which
went well with the bear for supper. We
dragged most of the bear carcass some
distance eff from camp, and that night
we heard the wolves and coyotes bat
Ting as they gorged themselves, and
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

Scottish magistrate-"Now' my
boy, hope you fully realize the nature
of an oath. Do your Small BOY WI
ness-"Wel. l should say So. seeing
the times I'VE caddied for ye'-elas-
cow Evening Times
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17

eve returned on the seventh day to
Los Cuernos with the bear skin. five
wolf skins. two goat skins, and three
deer hides. I didn't enjoy it so much
toward the last-got satiated with kill
ing, as it were-but I've often longed
since to have another week on the up
per Pecos, where big game tracks are
as thick as autumn leaves"
The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-17
CLARK OF MONTANA

A WITH A MONTH WHO LIVES
PRICE
OATS AND THE CONDITION
The Birmingham age-herald., 1904-11-23

Thanksgiving was approaching, and each member of the household of Per rin was doing his or her part toward making 1t a day of rejoicing. Even Grandma Perrin was busy about the kitchen giving few instructions in the preparation of old-fashioned and tooth some dainties for the great dinner to be enjoyed on that day.
 The fine English plum pudding had been put in the cellar some weeks be- fore along with the rich fruit cake the two to grow better with age" Mince- meat was filling the house with it's de- licious sweetness as it cooked in the big porcelain kettle; and the spiced pickles. the peach preserves. the mar
 But why try to go through the list of delicacies in process of maklngT Suffice 1t to say that the house of Per rin woud-with it's invited guests.sit round q board on Thanksgiving Day that would fairly groan heath it's weight of good things to eat.
 Tom Perrin, the eldest child (and, be- ing the only son. heir to the name of Perrin), had invited his two best friends. Joe Lee and Walt Brown, to dine with hin1. Tom was no longer a kid being a high-school boy, in his sixteenth year, with college in the nearby perspective Then, there were the two Perrin girls Anna May and Gertrude, aged. respec77 lively 12 and 10. Their ''chums" had also been bidden to enjoy the Perrin hospitality on Thanksgiving. In addi- tion to the children's guests, MT. and Mrs. Perrin would entertain a few of their chosen friends and Grandma was to have her only sister. dear old Aunty Harriet. with her for the day.
 Thus 1t had all been arranged, and 1t was with happy anticipations that the throe generations of Perrin looked for ward to the coming event.
 One evening, about a week before Thanksgiving, Tom seemed very much preoccupied at the supper table. taking little part in the general conversation. His mother ever keen to discern her children's moods, observed this, and as soon as the meal was over she fol-
The Birmingham age-herald., 1904-11-23
Tom Perrin And His Thanksgiv-
 ing Plans.
Fly Helena Davis.

game Thanksgiving. and he said he couldn't even think of it. When asked him why he told me of the familys financial straits. Oh. yes, I almost for got to tell you-his father is dead, or the.r suppose he Is. for he went several years ago to the Klondike. and they have never heard from him since. George says it breaks him all up to see his mother sit by the window all day watching for his fathers return, hoping against hope that he is alive. But, of course, that Is all nonsense, for George says his father was not the sort of man to remain away if alive.
 And what is it you wish to do for George?" asked Mrs. Perrin.
 Well" answered Tom, when he said he couldn't afford to go to the football game I felt sorry for him, for all the class will be there. so l offered to give ham ticket in gratitude for the help he had given me on my lessons. Why when it comes to books he Is a corker He speaks German like limburger been raised in Latinville. But none of the boys take any notice of him--he dresses so. Then. he never spends a cent of money
 What did he say when you offered him ticket to the football game? ?" asked Mrs Perrin.
 At first he flatly refused; said he did not assist me for pay, but as one class mate should help another. But I told him l could not take his help without he would let me do something in return for him. Then he asked me how much a ticket to the game would cost and when told him he said that so long as I insisted on doing it for him he would rather have the money spent on some little extra fixings for Thanksgiving, so his mother and sisters could share his pleasure. He then begged me to allow him to come here twice a week evenings to coach me on my German and French for he says it will take a steam engine to pull me through the next exam un- less I study up little. But thought I'd better talk it over with you before promising him. Still, as Thanksgiving
The Birmingham age-herald., 1904-11-23
The origin of Thanksgiving Day.

Manufacturing Day in the United States of America is festival held annually to offer thanks to Providence for bouh- ties received during the. year. II IS oT nov held to be a legal holiday, ano IS n@od a,,d by proclamation of the fresiuehe o.4N states, governors. .x. rrnteconaI
 It was in 17S9 that tne oS fkha f,h,,rch recognized the authority oI lne Sr sIa1,arnment rn fo appoint such feast. ana t 5oN 1Soe inc Roman Catholic Church de- ti niaad to nllblicly observe the occasion Srhich had received such uniVersdi ap- ,mN,nrsal throughout the land.
 PtG PI tba New England States the day IS Aonorad with greater zest than Tn any nthe- section of the country IL IS heia 4o he the national family reunion day" o,,,.., ra+hars wbo first kent Thanksgiving Day. and tnis seo, op, iae,vance took place in Plymouth in l62l Ss,s tha form of Harvest home festi- wal It was in gratitude to their Maker foy the blessings bestowed upon them that they devoted the day to feast ana prayer. This custom they foiio"eo ah- i9ss Congress advised days of thanksgiv- ing each year during the Revolutionary War. and in 17S9 George Washington ap- pointed such a day in honor Of the adop- lion of the Constitution, and again m 1795 for the general welfare or the na-
 New York has annually observed the festival since 1877. and since lSo5 tne presidents have each year issued procia- nations naming the last Thursday h November as Thanksgiving Day.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1904-11-23

lowed Tom to his room. On entering she found him seated by his study table, his head bent in a thoughtful mood In his hands.
 What Is it, Tommy?" asked Mrs. Perrin. laying her arm about her big boys shoulders. (She always called him when the others of the family were by. and Thomas when in the presence or outsders)
 Then Mrs. Perrin drew chair near Tom and sat down, taking one of his big, athletic hands in her two delicate ones.
 For minute Tom did not respond to he- inquiry, but sat looking at the stu dents lamp on the table in an absent way. Mrs. Perrin did not urge him to answer, knowing from experience that her boy would speak his mind. when the time was ripe. And after a short si- lence he did so.
 Well, momsey'' he said using the pet name he had given her when he was a iisping tot. T have been worrying a good bit over a poor chap in my class. He's a clever fellow, and several times lately he's helped me over some knotty problems that otherwise I'd have gone wrong on. Today he assisted me with my German, without my asking him to. teered to give me boost. It was so good of him, you see, that l chatted a little while with him after the work was done-just to let him know I appre- ciated his kindness. None of the boys notice him in the class; he's held off like a sore finger"
 Why is that?" asked Mrs. Perrin, be- coming deeply interested.
 "Oh, he's as poor as a pauper. One of his sisters clerks in a cheap-john store for starvation wages; another one-I think there's only two-takes in plain sewing. Those two support the family and keep George-that's s the boys name--in school. Their mother is an invalid, can hardly wallS-and sits all day in her chair by the window"
 How do you know all this?" asked Mrs. Perrin, pressing her sons warm, restless hand.
 He told me-" answered Tom Tn our conversation-after he had made my translation in German for mel asked him if he meant to go to the football