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Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1904-09-16

The maximum speed az which street
cars can run IN Lincoln, Neb, Is seven
miles an hour Rather a slow town,
Lincoln
Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1904-09-16

People who live ln glass houses and
candidates for office shouldn't throw
stones.
Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1904-09-16

commitment from tho county authors
Ties.
From the date Of hls being taken TO
the hospital up 10 his death there was
mo- marked Improvement in his mental
condition. but fO FAR as the work in this
NE Was concerned, be has during the
years of bis confinement been as one
removed from lts activities by fate
more cruel than doath. What were the
causes leading 20 such q condition VIII
probably MOI be known untIl The great
judgment day
"lle was Joined in marriage 20 clara
O., daughter Of William tlar.shom, az
Sandwich Illinois. May 10. 1870 He
lived for time at Plano ana at Nau-
yoo Illinois so the last-namel place
% son, Ebert a, was born March s,
1871 ana with his mother survives him.
Giro uov.dH body wos brought from
Elnu by hts ou and Bro R s. sal-
yards reaching Lamont ON Wednesday
Angus. 80, and WIGS buried from tne
Saints church september f. services Zoo
charge of Bro John Smith. prayer by
Henry a stoDnins sermon By Bishop
E L.. Kelley prayer at On, grave by
Bro r. S. SlIyads. The attendance
was Hrce thc ceremonies peaceful and
bUutiuI Thp spirit attending seemed
to Indicate that whatever the Iifa 0f our
brother had been f1r thirty years Doe
Was accepted by the Muster
Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1904-09-16

TO speak OF dum-dum bullets always
sounds like euphuIstIc profanity
Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1904-09-16

Money makes tho campaign go, ana
campaigns make the money 30.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-03-28
DIES FROM AUTO FALL.
THROWN OUT IN PARK.
U'Oman Killed is amateur ActreSS-
4n0ther Guest Injured.

Miss Florence G. Mas died last night in the
Hotel Endicott Eighty-hrst-st. and Columbus
ave and Solomon Strook il laid up At his home
No ls2 West Eishty-sxth-st.. with broken collar
bone. while Jerome Yaervr. of No. 1893 Madison
ave. was arrested result of an auiomoolie
accident ia Central Park yesterday. Naeger was
taking his friends tor a ride through the park and
in the Transverse Road az Eizhtvheth-st. he tried
10 pass another automobile as he was going east
and Unexpectedly mot ore going west;
lie vas going fairly rapidly and I'm dodGinE the
two machines tls car Tilted 10 such an angie tha'
his guests were thrown out Miss Wass mn tNe
curb on her head and a fracture OF the shuH re-
suited she was picked up unconscious and a H's-
rita1 surgeon who Was summoned said she was
suffering also from conclusion OF the u'o'i
Strook was in tho seat with her.
Al,s-,u~h AIr Yae2er had his driver with MN ne
admitted that ne was il charge at the time OF the
accident The technical charge against nl"l W.
..e.,,l, and the Police sergeant in the East SN'5
sayerth-st station. TO which he had beeA l',ii7
ferrcd from me Arsenal refused all o'l''S Va
because they were uot accompanied DS d -.
clans certificate that Miss WaSS was H.' III
rer Of 4eotb Il IS said the family physician Wolla
rot 90 on record TO that extent one Irle"" S-''u
he had Broadway skyscraper 10 ofrer as se-1.''S
~ -. ss-rea-t tola him only $500 was required
= he could get the phy sician's ceT'ihca'e' -,
Mr. Yaeger IS a civil engineer. ana i repu'eN
to have considerable means. Ny 9'''oA -
yer. -.,,,,.vess
Miss Maas died without regaining cohsclousi.s9'
sbo was The daughter Of Mrs Sdrah il Mas
widow II Adolphus H. Mas entm,st ,so al she mad
H..r-s,-s. who died about g year az cue - -
a frofhsr Milton A. and two SIS sleGs LH'I -,
30 Years Old According 70 friends IN tne 'uJt i,b
-, - a., artotcur actress, having apIehtl VI
eile w a ,,r,,.,iction % Her Lord and Master
fI Sarnosie Hall recently. She was engastlN G NJ
I'D 10 sidney r. SchIl-lnE. a la"EtI, -. ~.
10 Wet -nrst-st.. although the 5ssiii
- - Laeu rulltCv aanOun'ed- NJ o'i,lIl'..-
had NOT, hot ~, t5iej before and after Miss Mas
Te.tb ana seemed greatly ahecteq i~''eI H' w"
MED That he had beer eng "a ,,c ~ woman Cor
,y t;oIdenkranz arrived and viewed the o9os, 9
~ ~. 80 ,jeusrtip he met Coroner Jackson ldce
~ - the latter having come on the same ei-
ranS r.IWbat are you doing here" demanded Coroner
Jackson. ,.t.r, ,,,ro - cor.rtered his
colleague. r- 90 ~, hailed ont in
,ha e,,yn Of g 600" said Coroner Jackson e-.--.
Tho two coroners questioned each olher lQL SUI sCV
time Later Coroner Goldenkranz salo an in4-'9'
would be held
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-03-28

Combining instruction and eutertainrneut with
beautiful .uustra tiOnS-The Four-Track News for
april Five cents at Eewsdealers.-Advt.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-03-28
FIRESHIPS AGAIN FAIL.
PORT ARTHUR STILL OPEN.
japanese Lose -Four Vessels IN 1T
tempt to Block Channel.

The japanese again failed in an at
tempt to block the channel at Port
Arthur with four steamers early yes
terday morning. One was sunk by
torpedo, and the others were driven
ashore by the Russian fire from gun
boats and shore batteries. Only one
steamers crew was saved.
The Russian destroyer Slim en-
gagged the SIX Japan torpedo boats
which preceded the steamers She
lost seven men killed, and her COM
mander and twelve men were wound
ed. The japanese. according to un-
official reports, lost two torpedo
boats
Admiral Togo's fleet of sixteen
warships appeared off the port at
daybreak. The Russian fleet sailed
out to meet them, but the japanese
declined an engagement, and steamed
southwark.
Martial law was yesterday pro-
claimed in the treaty port OF New
Chwang, according to an official an
nouncement at Tientsin-
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-03-28
DOTBLE MURDER; ARSON
Nan Beats Wife; Fires Fldt-W ON
an and Baby Dead.
- rr1rcnApn ro - TRInuNE.

Saratoga March 27-Vctor Z. Milward
.,ont,-t,vo years old. an employe in Laurence
7 scbaner's restaurant in the Delaware and
Tfu5son station, is locked up on the charge Of
murder and arson in the first degree. At ) Il
-, to-day he attacked his wife with heavy
niece of iron and fractured her skull in several
places. He then poured Kerosene amour theiI
e.. .Dd set fire 10 it. Partly rObed, te fed
f-,r, the building and gave the alarm
Resides being assaulted. Mrs Millwald was
se-fC,slv burned as was also their young baby
s-be mother and child died in the Saratoga
BospitaI an hour later Mhlward has been
married about two years The police say they
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New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-03-28
DOWIE THE UNAPPRECIATED.
Australia Closes Public Buildings to Him
A Mayors Rebuke.

Adelaide March 2T-In consequence OF a
speech insulting King Edward the government
has refused the use Of public buildings to John
Alexander Dovyie. The Mayor Of Adelaide wrote
TO Dowie telling him he was a disgrace 20 his
nationality.
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Bound to be when he gets right down
to the soil. He leaves convention with
the spring bee at home But you were
wise in your choice of time for Ieav-
ing. You'll be out of the country be-
fore mosquito season, which is a bless
ing your lack of experience will not
permit you to appreciate"
Il suppose not. But tell me about
yourself. about your life. What kind
of neighbors have you? Or have you
any?"
Il did have some" he replied. Mis-
sor- IN chaps, and a couple of Cornish
men, but they went down to FL Dorado
to work at wages for a grubstake.
Mrs. Sayther cast a look of specula-
tive regard upon the girl. But, of
course, there are plenty of Indians
about?"
Every mothers son of them down to
Dawson long ago. Not a native in the
whole country, barring Winapie here,
and she's Koyokuk lass-comes from
a thousand miles or so down the river. :"
Mrs. Sayther felt suddenly faint. and
though the smile of interest in no wise
waned. the face of the man seemed to
draw away to a telescopic distance and
the TERED logs of the cabin to whirl
drunkenly about.
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touch of your hand, each syllable that
fell from your lips. was a promise
And then-how shall 1 say?-there came
a man. He was pld-old enough to
have begotten you-and not nice to
look upon, but as the world goes, clean.
He had done no wrong, followed the
letter of the law, was respectable. Fur
ther, and to the point, he possessed
some several paltry mines-a score; it
does not matter: and he owned few
miles of lands, and engineered deals
and clipped coupons. He
But there were other things" she
interrupted, II told you. Pressure
money matters-want-my people
trouble. You understood the whole sit
uation. 1 could not help it. 1t was not
feed. have it as you wish. But, my
God! Dave. gave you up! You never
did me justice. Think what have gone
through"
Under high heaven there was no thing
to will you to this mans bed or that. "
But I cared for you all the time" !"
she pleaded. II was unused to your
way of measuring love. I am still un-
used I do not understand"
I'VE were speaking of this man you
saw fit to marry. What manner of man
was he? Wherein did he charm your
soul? What potent virtues were his?
True. he had golden grip-an al
mipbty~ golden grin He knew the odds
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in the old times? Have you no longer
any interest in the world? Do you
know that my husband is dead?"
Indeed, am sorry. How long"
David" She was ready to cry with
vexation, but the reproach she threw
into her voice >-sed her
Did you get any of my letters? You
must I've got some of them, though
you never answered.
well, 1 didp't get the last one, an
nouncing, evidently, the death of your
husband, and most likely others went
astray; but l did get some. I-er-read
them aloud to Winapie as a warning
that is, you know, to impress upon her
the wickedness of her white sisters.
And I-er-think she profited by it.
Don't your"
She disregarded the sting and went
on. In the last letter, which you did
not receive, told, as you have guess
ed. of Colonel Sayther's death. That
was a year ago. also said that if you
did not come out to me 1 would go in
to you. And as I had often promised,
/ came.''
IT know of no promise"
I'm the earlier letters?"
Yes, you promised, but as / neither
asked nor answered, 1t was unratified.
So do not know of any such promise.
But I do know of another, which you,
too, may remember. It was very long
ago." He dropped the ak handle to the
floor and. raised his head. 1T was SO
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He was versed in cent per cent. By So
cial measure he was not bad man.
But by your measure. Karen, by mine.
by ours of the rose garden, what was
he?"
Remember, he is dead"
"The fact is not altered thereby
What was he? A great, gross. material
creature, deaf to song. blind to beauty.
dead to the spirit He was fat with
laziness. and fabby- checked, and the
round of his belly witnessed his glut-
tony
But he is dead 1t is We who are
now-now! now. Don't you hear? AS
you say, 1 have been inconstant. I
have sinned Good. But should not you.
too. cry peccavi? If 1 have broken
promises, have not you? Your love
of the rose garden was of all time, or
so you said. Where is 1t now?'
1T is here! Nowt' he cried. striking
his breast. passionately with elenched
hand. "It has always. been"
And your love was a great love;
there was none greater she continued;
"or so you said in the rose garden. Yet
it is not fine enough, large enough, to
forgive me here. crying now at your
feet?"
The man hesitated. His mouth open
ed; words shaped vainly on his lips.
She had forced him to bare his heart
from himself.
Look at me. Davel Look at mel
am the same. after ALL And so are
you, if you would but see. We are not
changed"
Her hand rested on his shoulder, and
his had half-passed. roughly, about her.
when the sharp craclxle of match
startled him to himself. Winapie. alien
to the scene. was lighting the slow
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very long ago. yet I remember it dis
tinctly, the day, the time, every detail.
We were in a rose garden. you and l.
your mothers rose garden. All things
We're budding, blossoming, and the sap
of spring was in our blood. And drew
you over-it was the first-and kissed
you full on the lips. Don't you remem-
ber?"
Don't go over it, Dave, don't! I
know every shameful line of it, How
often have i wept! If you only knew
how 1 have suffered"
you promised me then-ay, and a
thousand times in the sweet days that
followed. Each look of your eyes, each
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in on the last ice Your camp?" He
glanced at the voyagcurs circled about
the fire in the open. and held back the
door for her to enter.
I came UP on the ice from Circle
City last winter" he continued. land
settled down here for a while. Am
prospecting some on Henderson Creek
and if that fails have been thinking of
trying my hand this fall up the Stuart
liver
You aren't changed much, are you?"
she asked, irrelevantly. striving to
throw the conversation upon a more
personal basis.
"A little less flesh, perhaps, and a
little more muscle. How do you
mean?"
But she shrugged her shoulders and
peered through the dim tight at the
Indian girl. vino had lighted the fire
aad VIZ frying great chunks of moose
meat, alternated with thin ribbons of
bacon.
Did you stop in Dawson long?" The
man was whiting stave of birch
wood into rude AK handle, and asked
the question without raising his head.
"Oh. few days" she answered, fol-
lowing the girl with her eyes, and hard
ly hearing. What were you saying?
In Dawson? A month, in fact, and
gl-d to get away. The arctic male is
elemental, you know, and somewhat
strenuous in his feelings"
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flying, eyes flashing, fury incarnate
passing the long hunting knife again
and again. Sweat started to his fore
head. He shook off the clinging woman
and staggered back to the wall. And
she, knowing that the moment had
come. but unable to divine what was
passing within him, felt all she had
gained slipping away.
"Dave,- Dave!" she cried. Il will not
give you up. If you do not wish TO
come we will stay. I will stay with
you. The world is less to me than are
you. will be a Northland wife to you
l will cook your food, feed your dogs,
break trail for you. lift a paddle with
YOU 1 can do it. Believe me, I am
strong"
She sank to the floor and threw her
arms about his knees. sobbing. "And
you do care for me. You do care for
me- Think! The long years I have
waited-suffered You can never know"
He stopped and raised her to her feet
Listen" ne commanded, opening the
door and Hitting her bodily outside. TT
cannot be. We are rot alone to be
considered. You must so. 1 wish YOU
a safe journey. You viii find il tougher
work when you get up Dy the Sixty
Mile, but you have the best boatmen
in the world and will get through all
right. VIII ycu say goodbye"
Though she already had herself in
hand she looked at him hopelessly eff
-if-if Winapie should She quav-
cred and stopped.
But he grasped the unspoken
thought and answered Yes" Then,
struck with the enormity OF It: 1T
cannot be conceived. There is no likeli-
hood. 1t must not be entertained"
kiss me" she whispered, her face
lighting. Then she turned and went
away.
Break camp, Pierre" she said TO the
boatman, who alone had remained
awake against her return. I'VE must
be going"
BY the freight his sharp eyes scanned
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the woe in her face. but he received the
extraordinary command as though il
were the most usual thing in the world.
Which way? Dawson?"
NO" she answered. lightly enough.
'Up-out-Dyea."
Mrs. Sayther waited till the luggage
was made shipshape and her nest pre-
pared
I'VE line up to de head Of de island"
Pierre explained to her while running
out the long tow rope. Den we tax to
das back channel where de water not
queek, and / t'ink we max good tam"
A scuffling and pattering of feet in the
last years dry grass caught his quick
ear, and he turned his head. The In
dian girl, circled by a bristling ring Of
wolf dogs, was coming toward them.
Mrs. Sayther noted that the girls face,
which had been apathetic throughout
the scene in the cabin, had now quick
ened into blazing and wrathful life.
What you do my man." she de-
manded abruptly Of Mrs. Sayther.
Him lay on bunk. and him look bad
all the time. I say What the matter.
Dave? You sick? But him no say
nothing. After that him say, Good
girl, Winapie. go way. I be all right
bimeby.' What you do my man, Ell?
think you bad woman"
Mrs. Sayther looked curiously at the
barbarian woman who shared the life
of this man while she departed alone
in the darkness of night.
Il think you bad woman" Winapie
repeated in the slow. methodical way OF
one who gropes for strange words in an
alien tongue. Il think better you go
away. no come no more. 1 Indian girl
You 'Merican woman. You good to see.
You find plenty men. Your eyes blue
like the sky. Your skin so white, 50
soft"
Coolly she thrust out a brown fore
finger and pressed the soft cheek OF
Karen Sayther. And to the eternal
credit Of the woman, she never iinched.
Pierre hesitated and half stepped for
ward; but she motioned him away
though her heart welled to him with
secret gratitude. IT'S all right, Pierre"
she said. please go away"
He stepped back respectfully out OF
earshot, where he stood grumbling to
himself and measuring the distance in
springs.
'Um white, um softy, like baby"
Winapie touched the other cheek and
withdrew her hand "Bimeby mosquito
come. Skin Get sore in spot; um swell,
oh, so big; um hurt, oh, so much.
Plenty mosquito; plenty spot. think
better you go now before mosquito
come. This way" pointing down the
stream, you go St. MichaePs; that
way pointing up. you go Dyea. Bet
ter you go Dyea. Good-by."
And that which Mrs. Sayther then
did caused Pierre to marvel greatly.
For she threw her arms around the
Indian girl. kissed her and burst into
tears.
BE good to him." she cried. BE
good to him"
Then she slipped half down the face
of the bank, called back, "GoOd-by,'
and dropped into the boat amidships.
Pierre followed her and cast off. He
showed the steering oar into place and
gave the signal. lie Goire lifted an old
French chanson; the men, like a row
of ghosts in the dim starlight, bent
their backs to the tow line; the steering
car cut the black current sharply, and
the boat swept out into the night.
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was warmer color than usual to her
face and a perceptibly extra beat to her
heart.
Look, see." Pierre pointed to the
scattered chips by the wocdpie. Him
fresh-two, tree day, nc more"
Mrs. Saytl,er nodded. She tried 10
peer through the small window, but it
was made Of creased parchment which
admitteS light while it blocked vision.
Failing this, she went round to the
door half lifted the rude latch to enter
but changed her mind and let it fall
back into place. Then she suddenly
dropped on one knee and kissed the
rough hewn threshold. If Pierre Foun-
taine saw he gave no sign, and the
memory in the time to come was never
shared. But the next instant one OF
the boatmen. placidly lighting his pipe,
was startled by an unwonted harshness
in his captains voice.
Hey. You. lie Goire, You maxim
soft more 5etter," Pierre commanded.
Plenty bearskin; plenty blanket
Dal 2"
But the nest was soon after disrupted
and the major portion tossed UP to the
crest Of the shore, where Mrs Sayther
lay down 10 wait in comfort.
All. him come thees tam" he whis-
pered, after a lon silence, his gaze
bent up the river to the head of TIE
island.
A canoe. with a paddle flashing on
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wick of the slush lamp. She appeared
to start out against a background of
utter black. and the flame. faring sud
denly up, lighted her bronze beauty to
royal gold.
You see, it is impossible" he groan-
ed, thrusting the fair haired woman
gently from him. "'It is impossible" :"
he repeated. 'It is impossible"
Il am not a girl, Dave, with a girls
Illusions" she said. softly, though not
daring to ccme back to him. 1T is as
a woman that 1 understand. Men are
men. A common custom of the coun-
try. 1 am not shocked. 1 OWNED it
from the first"
1T is impossible"
But it is not She was at his side
again, her hand touching lightly, ca
ressingly. the sunburned back of his.
mo. no." he protested. 1T is not
right"
Come, Dave, you must see. She is
not your kind. There is no race affin-
ity. She is an aborigine, sprung from
the soil, yet close to the soil, and i'm
possible to lift from the soil Born
savage, savage she will die. But we
you and 1.-The dominant, evolved race
the salt of the earth and the masters
thereof, We are made for each other.
The supreme call is of kind, and we are
of kind. Reason and feeling dictate it.
Your very instinct demands it. That
you cannot deny. You cannot escape
the generations behind you. Yours is
iot, I,o for
thousand centuries, and for hundred
thousand centuries, and your line must
not stop here. 1t cannot. Your ances-
try will not permit it. Instinct is
stronger than the will The race is
mightier than you. Come. Dave, let us
go. We are young yet, and life is good.
Come"
Winapie, passing out of the cabin to
feed the dogs, caught his attention and
caused him to shake his head and
weakly to reiterate. But the woman's
hand slipped about his neck, and her
cheek pressed to his. His bleak life
rose up and smote him-the vain strug-
gle with pitiless forces; the dreary
years of frost and famine; the harsh
and jarring contact with elemental life;
the aching void which mere animal ex-
istence could not fill.
Come, Dave, come. I have for both.
The way is soft" She looked about her
at the bare furnishings of the cabin.
Il have for both. The world is at our
feet. and all joy is ours Come! comet
She was in his arms, trembling, and
he held her tightly. He rose to- his
feet. But the snarling of hun
CRY dogs and the shrill cries of Winapie
bringing about peace between the COM
batants came muffied to his ear through
the heavy logs. And another scene
flashed before him. A struggle in the
forest-a bald-face grizzly. broken-leg-
ged, terrible; the snarling of the dogs
and the shrill cries of Winapie as she
urged them to the attack; himself in
the midst of the crush, breathless,
painting. striving to hold off red death;
broken backed, entrail-ripped dogs
h ling in impotent anguish and desc
Grating the snow: the virgin white run
ming scarlet with the blood of man and
beast; the bear, ferocious. irresistible.
crunching, crunching down to the core
of his life, and Winapie at the last, in
the thick Of the frightful muddle, hair
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"You do not ask why I came north?"
she asked. Surely you know" They
had moved back from the table, and
David Payne had returned to his ak
handle. Did you get my letter?''
"A last one? No, 1 don't think so.
Most probably it's trailing around the
Birch Creek country or lying in some
traders shack on the Lower River The
way they run the mails in here is
shameful. No order, no system, no"
Don't be wooden, Dave. Help me-"
She spoke sharply now, with an as
sumption of authority which rested
on the past. Why don't you ask me
about myself? About those we knew