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St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16
A Case in Point.

Crabshaw-That's so. My wife begged
me to get her chinchilla coat and now
she wants to go south for the winter
Puck,
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16
American Capital in Canada.
out Of the Hurly-Burly.

Jane-I never had such miserable
Christmas month in all my life.
Martha-What's the matter?
why, I got silly fit, and did all
my Christmas shopping two months
."-Detroit Free Press.
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16

= Commercial Importance)
proved much harder than was expected,
but in time all obstacles were removed
and the canal was constructed. To the
merchants and traders of southern Eu-
rope the canal is bound to prove OF inn
mense service, since by passing through
it their vessels can reach IN few hours
points which it formerly took them sew
eral days to reach. ALI the maritime
countries of Europe have cordially well
coined the canal and therefore there is
every reason to believe that the money
and labor spent on it will bear good
fruit @
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with. 1t is little known or soon forgot
ten how nearly the Williamsburg bridge
came to being costly failure for this
cause.
In sinking the caissons, huge boxes
of solid timber, bottom side up to keep
the water out, air pressure must con-
stantly be increased to balance the pres
sure of the water. AS the caisson sinks,
AZ the pressure increases, the danger
grows. Men can at first work almost as
long as upon the sarface; then only four
hours, then three, then two. There
comes q time when they cannot work at
all. Beyond that limit caisson work is
impossible, or can only be prosecuted
= few minutes at time by men of the
hardest physique-conditions that
would make it all but impossible. In
sinking the caissons for the towers of
the second bridge this limit was nearly
reached. Men came up gasping for
breath from their titan struggle with
the water far above them; others went
to relieve them, and the engineers faces
crew longer. Work was far advanced
mon the foundations upon the Manhat-
tan side before bottom was finally
reached on the Brooklyn side and the
caisson could at last rest on solid rock.
The Manhattan caissons were founded
K feet and 70 feet, respectively, below
water. That is bad enough. Those on
the Brooklyn side are 81 feet and IS feet
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16
In Truining.
'Whe-a's the old man?"

w DC. e Tue UIu HALT
"Goin' to school"
What! At his age?"
Eyes; you see, they're a-goin' to rum
him for Office, an he wants to Farm how
to count! atlanta Constitution.
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16
Collexe Paper I'M French,

City college. of New York, will pub
lish a French paper, the s.s. OF its kind
published in any American university
It will make its first APPEARANCE u
December Is,
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16
To Prevent Rust.

To prevent rust on iron aid steel
take half pint of fat oil varnish mix
ed with two and a half pints of highly
rectified spirits OF turpentine and rub
it on the metal with sponge. This
varnish may be used for iron stoves
and even on bright steel mathematical
their fine polish and rust will not touch
them .
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16
GOSSIP OF new YORK
Rapid Transit Is Costing the City
Vast Sums of Money.
PROBLEM OF BRIDGE BUILDING
The Metropolis Has Before 1t One of
the Most Brilliant Social Seasons
In Its History-Gossip of
the Opera.

New York.-When New York under
took, after long deliberation, to expend
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16

A Brilliant Society Season.
The most successful horse show ever
held has given place to the most sue
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16

inst come to town. It is his purpose to
speak eloquently as the blood gives him
eloouence for the ancient language that
was in danger of perishing until the
modern Celtic movement began, with
w. B. Yeats and Moore and Sharp and
a few others in its van. These rescuers
of the Erse tongue from oblivion gave
plays in Dublin in Irish. They would
find in New York more people who could
understand them than in the ancient cap
ital of Erin itself.
Now the devoted band of Irish patri-
OTIS give plays in the vernacular in Con-
naught. that ultima Thule" of Irishry
when oppressed in the bad old days, with
talented and equally devoted working
men as the actors. It is one of the most
interesting literary REVEALS in day OF
many such.
Mr.. Yeats Is poet, very real poet ii
not a great one His song has the Celtic
melancholy, the yearning, the musical
cadence. The trick of the refrain is his
and he does not lecture for money. He
talks before college audiences where
there is more interest than gate receipts.
Hence the most suspicious persons can
concede his main purpose to be just what
he says it is--to awaken interest in the
Irish drama and literature. Can we not:
OWEN LANGDoN.
American Capital in Canada.
American capital is rapidly invading
part Of the dominion near Sherbrooke,
and the near future will see the erec-
ton and equipment of many large
manufacturing plants, which Will
greatly increase the wealth and bust
ness of the section and promote trade
with the United States.
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16
An Irish Poet Comes.

In truth, there is no roora for an Amer
lean opera in New York, because there
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16

sit in quiet omceS
year after year, uE-
d i 8 t ur b e d b y
changes Of admin
istratiOn. T h e y
pla n and order;
and out on the gt-
ant spider web the
structure gr W 8.
M e n workt at q
height of over 300
feet above the city.
Occasionally on 9
falls. II 1t is over
the river there is a
chance for him.
I have said that
the tower founda-
lions upon one side
of the river have
m,,d to contend
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16

rboss who go to the opera house to hear
:. .c ~, par.icular sinxas go" Carmen or
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16
Saved by Toss of Nickel.
Indfa's Immense Tea Crop.

The half million acres cultivated in
tea in Indian produces 190,O00,0Oo
pounds, the investment being about
800 an acre. The labor required is 13
persons to the acre. One pound of In
dian tea will produce seven and one-ha1f
gallons of tea of given strength, while
the tea Of China will produce but five
gallons.
Eagle II q Good Faster.
An eagle can live 20 days without food,
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16

The Romance Of the Bridge Builders.
Building the big bridges is the ro-
nance of the engineers art Quiet men
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16

Why Not an 'American Opera:'
Some OF the memories evoked by the
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-01-16
Eagle II = Good Faster.

An eagle can live 20 days without food,
and Z condor 10 days.
The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-09-04
The Vast
Mass Of Light
at St. Lot1is
Beats All the
Worlds Records

THE City of Magical Architec-
ture you behold by day at
u St. Louis; the Lighted Won
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01
NOT EQUAL TO POSITION.
"Groom of the Feather Cloak" Fell
from Grace.

"Groom of the Feather Cloak Fell
from Grace.
When King Kalakaua of Hawaii Wis
tied Japan twenty years ago he was
very anxious to exhibit to the Japa-
nese his famous royal feather cloak
1t did not look we'll draped over the
regular costume of the king, which
was based on European military mod
els. It was out of the question to
wear it draped over brown cuticle,
as was the ancient fashion. Finally
it was decided to let Robert, one Of
his attendants, wear it. William N.
Armstrong, the kings attorney-gener-
al, says: This additional service de-
lighted Robert, who now, according to
a confidential statement made to his
Japanese attendant, was keeper or
the royal standard groom of the
feather cloak and valet in ordinary.
While in the imperial car, on the way
to Tokyo, the kings suite had sud
denly seen Robert, sitting in state in
the luggage car, dressed in silk hat,
white gloves and with the gorgeous
royal cloak hanging over his should
ers, the tableau being completed by
group of Japanese attendants who
were standing before him, lost in adj
miration." But Robert was scarcely
equal to the dignity that was his. In
his capacity of valet he preceded the
party to the palace assigned to them,
and discovered there abundance OF
wines and spirits, which he consumed
until they arrived. He was found
asleep in the kings bed chamber, with.
the silk hat far down over his head
and the gorgeous cloak askew on his
shoulders. He was at once deposed
from his Office Of groom Of the feath-
err cloak"
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01
CHAPTER v.-continued.

For such a stroke there was nc
parry. Canute threw his shield be
fore him, but the blade cleft wood and
iron and golden plating like parch
ment, and falling on the horses neck
bit it to the bone. Rearing and plung
ing with pain, the animal crashed into
those behind him, missed his footing
and fell, entangling his rider in the
trappings. Bending over him, the
Ironside struck again.
But the son Of Lodbrok had still
his left arm. Bearing his shield, it
shot out over the body Of his king.
The falling brand bit this screen also,
and Topped off the hand that held it,
but the respite was sufficient. In a
flash Canute was on his feet, both
hands grasping the hilt of his high
flung sword.
1t was a mighty blow, but it fell
harmless. A sudden surge in the tide
of struggling bodies swept the Iron
sides out of reach and engulfed him
in a whirlpool Of Danish swords. He
laid about him like mad, and was like
to have cleared passage back, when
a second wave carried him completely
from view.
Canute cursed at the anxious faces
that surrounded him. What means it,
this swaying? Who are fying?"
1.-THE English" beloved Rothgar.
'"The English are flying-Edmund'
head! Yonder!"
Frode's daughter had Viking blood,
but she hid her face with cry. There
it was, high upon spear-point, drip
ping, CHASTITY. Could the sun shine
upon such thing?
To stare before him, Rothgar let
the blood pour unheeded from his
wounded arm. "Yonder Edmund rides
now!" he gasped. "You can tell him
by his size Yonder! Now he is
tearing off his helmet"
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

him lie. He will bleed his life out be-
fore morning"
While the warrior was turning, a
new voice spoke.
"Canute's page?" it repeated after
some unseen informant. rs he dead?"
1t was a young voice. and deep and
soft, for all the note of quiet author
ity ringing through it. Randalins
eyes rose dreamily to find the owner
Above the black hedge, the square
strength of his shoulders and the
graceful lines of his helmed head were
silhouetted sharply against the starry
sky. Why had they so familiar a look?
All! the noble who had followed Ed
mund.
A sound on the soft turf told that
the horseman had alighted. "The
bantling is of too good quality to
leave" he said good-naturedly. Catch
my bride, Oswin. Where is she
wounded?"
He made e quick step toward her,
then paused as suddenly, his chin
thrust out in listening. A gesture of
his hand imposed a sudden silence,
through which the sound became dis
tinct to all ears-a trampling and
crashing in the brush beyond the
moonlit open. AS they wheeled to
face it, a shout came from that direc-
ton.
What no! Does the Lord of WARS
dale go there?-
He whom they had called the Ethel
ing drew himself up alertly. II make
no answer to hedge-creepers." he said.
Come out where you can be SEEN"
Il am the messenger of Edric of
Mercia. Misgreet me not. Before
cockcrow we shall be sworn brothers.
bear a message to King Edmund"
The Etheling's anger leaped out like
flame; even in the starlight it could
be seen how his face crimsoned.
mo, as God livesl" he answered
swiftly. at is not to Edmund alone
that the Gamer is loathful. Should he
pass the Kings sword, a hundred
blades wait for him, mine among
them. Seek what he may seek, he
shall not have peace of us. Take
yourself out of reach if you would
not be sped with arrows"
A jeering laugh was the only answer
but the tramping Of hoofs suggested
that his advice was being taken.
When the sound had faded quite
away, the Lord Of Ivarsdale breathed
out the rest of his resentment in a
hearty imprecation, and, turning,
came on his patient. With a touch as
gentle as It was strong. he put aside
her resisting hands and began SWIFT
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

a yell, and used his one unbroken arm
to thrust upward his broken sword.
The blade cut her leg to the bone,
and she shrieked with pain; but her
startled horse had no thought OF stop
ping. Making his way with plunges
and leaps, he carried her out of the
press sooner than she could have guild
ed him out. Once on the edge, he
broke into a run. The agony of the
shaken wound was unbearable. Shrek
ing and moaning, she twisted her
hands in the lines and tried to stop
him. But her strength was ebbing
from her with her blood By and by
she dropped the rein altogether and
chung to the saddle-bow.
They reached the wood at last cool
and sweet, and hushed in holy peace.
The frantic horse plunged into one OF
the arching lanes, and the din OF the
hunt dies behind her; silence fell like
a curtain at their heels; even the thud-
ding hoof-beats were softened on the
leafy ground. Randalin lay along the
horses neck now, and her senses had
begun to slip away from her like the
tide from the shore. Somewhere,
there was the soft thud of a falling
body; then the cool greenness closed
around her and held her tenderly,
crumped leaf that the whirlwind had
dropped from its sport.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01
The Ianis Eatuus Of Fame.

Somehow it seemed to James Cor
don Benedick that he could write thus
forever! How nimbly the fitting
phrases tumbled from his typewriter
keys. How pat they were! How sub
tile! How musical! In vague sort
of way he realized that he was writ
ing the most beautiful pictures Of
| modern times, that he was inscribing
the greatest thoughts since Shake
speare!
All! how the magazine editors
crowded about him applauding,
snatching up each leaf as it fell from
his touch! And how they quarreled
over the great stuff" like pack OF
hungry coyotes over a chicken wing.
Hal" He laughed exultantly. This!
This was fame! How the critics
fawned at his feet! How the papers
printed his name in black display key
lines. And the nosegays, the scented
billet douX, the messages from rose
bud lips that came to him unasked!
Was this not worth all the strug-
gle, the denial, the hunger of past
years?
And now he was great!
Great!
GREAT!
He felt of himself. Yes, it was him
self. No bigger than before for all
his greatness, but
Somebody was extending a million
dollars toward him on bediamoned
platter!
He reached forth his hand greedily!
1t came in contact with the wall.
He awoke with start! He looked
about him, startled and confused!
Yes, there was the soap box, the oil
stove, the burlap rug, the Oh, cruel
fate, the rejected poem of yesterday!
Then he got up sadly, cooked his bit
of dog-meat, donned his celluloid col
lar and placing the poem tenderly In
his breast pocket, went out once more
into the cold and cruel mart to hawk
his literary wares!
"Ah, if that dream would only come
true" he muttered, sadly, but I'll
write just that kind of stuff some day!
See if | don't!"
Moral-We all have 'em.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

Nor was he mistaken; within spear
throw the mighty frame of the Iron
side lowered above his struggling
guard. AS he barred his head, they
could even distinguish his face with
its large legantly-formed features
and Ethelred's prominent chin. Bran
dishing his sword, shouting words of
reinsurance, exposing his person with
out thought of the darts aimed at
him, he was making heroic effort
to check the rush of his panic-stricken
host.
Randalin stared about her, doubling
ner senses. But light had begun to
dawn on Canute. He wheeled sharply,
as Thorkel pushed his horse to their
sides.
Whose head was that?" he de-
manded.
Thorkel's face was lineless mask.
81 believe his name was Osmaer," he
answered without emotion. at was
unheard-of good fortune that he
should be so like Edmund in looks"
The young kings face was suffused
with bitterness. Good fortune!" he
cried sharply. Good fortune! Am
a fool or a coward that l am never
to win except by craft or good for
tune? Had you let me alone"
But what else he said Randalin
never knew. Some unseen obstacle
turned in their direction the stream of
rushing horsemen. In an instant the
torrent had caught them in its whirl-
ing eddies, and they were so many
separate atoms borne along on the
flood. To hold back was to be thrown
down; to fall was to be trampled into
rags. The battle had changed into a
hunt.
laundering hoof-beats, crashing
blows, shrieks and groans and falling
bodies-a sense of being caught in a
wolf pack took possession of the girl;
and the feeling grew with every side
long glance she had of the savage,
sweating, dustgrimed faces, in their
jungles of blood-clotted hair. The bat
tlemadness was upon them, and they
were no longer men, but beasts OF
prey. Amid the chaos of her mind,
new idea shaped itself like a new
world. II she could but work her way
to the edge Of the herd, she might es-
cape down one Of those green aisles
opening before them.
A little opening showed on her
right. Though she could not see the
ground before her. she took the risk
and swung her horse into the breach.
His forefeet came down upon the body
of a fallen man, but 1t was too late to
draw back. The man turned over with
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

|E2GRAtSS
.MfHI % By
NV ID BYRON WILLIAMS
The Lost Charm.

My mind reverts. with tingling joy
To when, q dirty lad.
/ wore a patch upon my seat
And had a stone-bruise bad!
Upon the bridge with pole and line
l angled for the fish.
Deep down within the pick'rl hole,
l hooked EN- with a swish!
Great suckers and the red-horse long
/ deftly did ensnare!
oh! what in this more modern day
Can exc with that compare?
All, yes! I know I've lost the grip
had beside the brook
For now upon the business street
No fish will bite my hook!
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01
BY the Lake.

They were sitting on the pier beside
the tapping lake. y
"Look!" she cried pointing.
"Er, what is it, Miss Silversmith?'
"a fishing smack" she answered
softly.
"Ah, yes, to be sure" disinterestedly
"See how it hugs the shore" color
ing
1.-THE waves are pretty tonight" he
suggested blindly.
Indeed they are! See that one
there! Look how ii rolls toward us
here! All, it comes proudly, caressing.
ly-and-kisses the shore!"
He started.
"Yes," she lisped, ''the scene is
beautiful. How affectionately the tide
enfolds the strand! How --
But her musing was cut short by a
mustache. The young man was slow
but presumptuous.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01
pvthnn on the aNest.r

At the geological gardens, Manches-
ter, England, a python laid fifty eggs
over the heat inlet Of her cage and Is
now incubating, being coiled about
them. The eggs, which are shellless,
are about the size of a turkeys, are
dirty white in color and in texture
like parchment
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

Bostons Twentieth Century club
has discussed mastication, and was
told by one expert of woman who
chews every morsel of food 200 times.
Now does this lady eat to live or does
she live to eat?
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

Another bank teller has confessed
that large shortage in his accounts
is due to speculation. And it is en-
couraglng to note that the news
papers refer to him as thief instead
of an embezzler.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01
CHAPTER vi.
Taken Captive.

Lying drowned in cool silence, the
girl came slowly to a consciousness
that someone was STOPPING over her.
Raising her heavy lids, her eyes rest
ed on a mans face, showing dimly in
the dusk of the Starlight.
He said in English, "Canute's page,
by the Saints! Were Pagan Dane,
| would run my sword through him.
But am a Christian Englishman. Let
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

A Worcester (Mass) man, who forg-
ed check for $500, said he did it in
his sleep. The size of the check,
however, was not convincing. 1t seem
ed to indicate that he knew perfectly
what he was about.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

A Youngstown man dropped dead
from sheer excitement as the last
man went out in the ninth inning the
other day. So happy death does
not fall to the lot of every fan.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

We suggest the following subject
of world interest for the sweet girl
graduates essay: Will the Russian
blouse ever be entirely superseded by
the Japanese kimono?
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

That the emancipation of woman is
now complete has been demonstrated
in st. Louis. The leader Of them all
exercised her prerogative of liberty
and went from the parlor into the
kitchen
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

And the bank auditor. after he had
stolen the funds of his employers.
blamed the actress for his ruin, just
as Adam blamed Eve. OF course. the
man was not in any way at fault.
The woman tempted me and did
eat" is still the resort Of some COW
ards.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01
Too Fiqurative.

Jones-Bings has only one window
to his soul nowi
Wings-You don't say-er, what did
you say? .,.a.t o..
Jones-I said Bings has only one
window to his soul nowl
- wings-Ho, hol Yesl Ha, ha!
Been drunk again, has he? Strange
he can't ttttt' tt tfN
Jones-No, mol He lost
Wings-well, why don't he hustle
around and have another glass put in.
Glass is
Jones-Don't you understand? He
was playing pop-gun with the baby
and she shot one Of HIS eyes outi
wings-well, gee whiz. why didn't
you say so? l thought you was talkin'
about that new automobile Of his'n,
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

The latest fad among Yale students
is going barefooted through the streets
of New Haven. 1t is supposed to have
been started by some young gentle
man whose father could not be
reached by telegraph.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01
BIG DROP IN BINDER IWINE.

We are selling the highest grade standard
binder twine made. shipping Il TO any address
in any quantity and at a much lower price than
dealers can buy in carload lots For our
special inside price, our guarantee and money
refund oner, for our insurance proposition
against hail OF storm. for the lowest price, the
most liberal binder tvine o1er that will be
made this season. cut this notice out and mail
10 US to-day and you win hear from US BY return
''-': SEARS RoEBUcK & Co. Chicago. Ill.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

Even though Mr. ]. P. Morgan has
just paid $13,570 for miniature por-
trait of the duchess of Norfolk, by
Holbein, Mrs. Morgan has no reason
to be jealous.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

King Edward recently received in
private audience Capt. Mahan, U. S.
N, (retired)-the man who knows
pretty much everything about all
kinds of ships excepting lordships.
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

A scientist has discovered that loaf
ing is conducive to health and longev-
ity. Come to think of it, who ever
saw a tramp suffering from arterio'
SclerOSiS?
The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1904-07-01

The Russians are not the first peo-
pie to float mines. Wall street has
been in the business for years. And
many an innocent craft has been
wrecked thereby.