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The San Francisco call., 1905-06-18

mimic gesture the contempt on Ad-
gates face.
The little wildcat" Adgate NUT
tered, which spurred Jimps on to more
atroeious self-defamation-
II never mind nobody, and nobody
dassn't tech me when / don't want
them ter. 1 SHES cups and saucers at
'em. 1 don't think nothin' of doin'-
thetI"
A heavy coffee pot struck the green
necktie with brilliant emphasis. Its
owner lodged angrily. and uttered I'M
precautions against the brat" r
..Thet's the kind of little gell be-
finished Jimps breathlessly. while Me-
lissy drew her skirts away from the
pool of muddy coffee on the floor.
"She-devil," CALCULATED Genus, ar-
preaching his wife, nraged both with
her and himself for the foolish position
in which he felt himself placed. rs
this the high jinks We wants goin' on
in our house? Let's TEX our things and
go. and be well rid of the rubbish
.'She tells the truth anyhow. don't
she?" returned Melissy. sheepishly,
ashamed to be the mother Of such a
violent mite.
AN / don't tell the truf, nuther.
Not hardly everl' disclaimed Jimps
with vehemence afraid to leave open
even this loophOle through which the
enemy might worm in. "Yestiddy in
the dogroom / telled a lie, the drefful-
lest one"-how much this confession
cost the child at bay no one could have
guessed. Il telled lie right clean out
of my own head about-about a little
squirt that bowed perlite and talked"
She could not keep from her voice the
note of creative tenderness. She glanced
around with the pride Of self-abase-
ment, for the boys, once her spell
bound audience. now must be witness
TO her downfall. 1t was the last drop
of the price she must pay to stay with
Jeremy '.forevern ever
Il said he talked TO me and called me
] lied, didn't /. boys? A drefful black
liei"
The blazing sprite. with hot tears be-
hind the proud pale look. appealed TO
the gray, weather-beaten men, who
were her boys"
You did. Jimps," came from them
in loyal unison
Little Mrs Adgate gathered UP her
skirts and stepped gingerly across the
cluttered floor. At the outer threshold
she turned, as If to speak. but Jimps'
face did not yield. Genus hurried her
through with an unceremonious hand
upon her waist His harsh laughter was
heard as he hitched up
Then Jimps flung herself on Jeremy's
breast in passion of weeping.
The boys 'uH never b'Iieve me again.
They'll gag me to def" she moaned.
but you know why. Jeremy. You
know why"
Jeremy could only pat her cheek with
hand that trembled- Eli rubbed the
horny back of his hand across his eyes.
L lied to that woman deceitfully. but
L telled the solemn truf at the end
jumps tears flowed afresh. for that
darling lie had been her fondest treas
ure. and now 1t lay discovered The
solemn truf'' had cost her the bitterest
pang.
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.'Fust rate! You'll do, all right"
said David cynically.
Jimps' brows went up in instant
comprehension. Now that she had
told her lie, she became its passionate
defender.
Gross my heart and die, it's solemn
truf."
I'm course it be- murmured Jeremy
lovingly.
''Aint she a corker, though. to tell
yarns?" said Mart when the door was
closed behind father and child. Takes
arter her mother all right in thet."
IN she'll bamboozle him jest the
same when she's growed big" added
Davy.
Notwithstanding. every man in
camp, with the addition of Garetta,
Ellis wife, the camp cook, loved Jimps
devotedly.
Jeremy's marriage had been the ro-
nance and the tragedy of the little
logging community some years ago.
peared in camp one stormy winter
night. unknown, unheralded and pit
fully in search of a husband" who
was in reality no husband at all. Paul
Lawless, who had deceived the foolish
young thing, turned on his heel and
by 1bis silence disowned her. Then
Jeremy, elderly, diffident and lonely,
> had risen to the supreme height of
his life. and claimed her as his own.
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IT want to see her sleeping" said
Melissy. May -"
She had never wanted anything so
much as at that moment she wanted
little Jessica. Jeremy kept alternately
cursing and blessing himself as he
took her up the steep stairway to his
sleeping-room.
jumps lay beneath the gray blanket,
one dimpled first curled lovingly to-
ward the mouth in dreamy remin1s-
cence of the days when thumb-sucking
was desirable and luxurious. Her black
lashes and furze of corn-colOred hair
made somehow pathetic contrast.
The red lips smiled half humorously-
Jeremy's big hand shook as he held
the candle close to her face. He dared
not look at the mother.
.Mother and child, mother and
child!' his heart kept saying.
Has she forgot me?" whispered
Melissy. coming a bit nearer. She was
softened by recollection of the time
when he and she first leaned over the
rude bed together. For even the shall
lowest woman has her moments OF
depth.
..She don't say much abaout you
naow," answered Jeremy reluctantly.
and turned his face the other way.
Melissy fell on her knees and buried
her face in the warm blanket by the
little head. She was not clever enuogh
for acting. but she could not have bet
ter calculated.
..Oh, my baby! my baby.' he heard
her moan.
He felt that even he had become
an intruder. and so he crept down.
stairs. Melissy that minute would
have given up Genus Adsate. shop
iewelry. store clothes and all. to have
had that little arm around her meek
and a baby voice cooling. Mama. "
Jeremy waited for her at the foot OF
the stairs. He had decided on his
course. but he did not want the man
Adeate to hear what he should say.
Melissy appeared, and even in the dim
light he saw that she had been crying.
He spoke hoarsely.
.Melissy. when sun-up comes. If you
still want her. you shall have her.
s'God help me-"
What he did not see was the faint
smile that lighted her delicate face
when she told Genus that it was time
for bed
..Jinps. Jimps." groaned Jeremy up
stairs. It'll break my heart. but Jer-
emy has got to keep his word
The next morning at breakfast she
was introduced to Melissy and Genus.
kiss her pretty" chirruped Garetta,
"she's your mother
But instead of kissing her pretty
the little girl fled to Jeremy's leg. in
the embrace of which fortress she sur
veyed the enemy warily.
II never sawed that woman afore,"
was her first plea in rebuttal.
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A quiet marriage had followed, ana
three happy years, happy for Jeremy,
full of discomfort and longing for self
lsh, pretty, lght-o-love Melissy. The
birth of her child stirred only the
1eeblest maternal instinct, although to
Jeremy it was the coming of heaven
on earth. Therefore it was not sur
prise to the camp when Melissy ran
away with Genus Adgate, a flashy
drummer from Malone. Melissy's 8
paopiing babe saved Jeremy's life
and reason in the bitter days that fol-
lowed. When he finally had strength
TO speak of her he was only known to
say that he pitied her and blamed
himself more than he blamed her.
After while he made it possible for
her TO get the divorce she wanted. The
child he always kept, and his whole
rugged nature was wrapped to abb
sorption in the fragile scrap of girl.
That night Melissy and Genus came
to camp. The woman wished to see
her child, the only child she had ever
borne, and he had consented to sat-
isfy her whim.
An if she's reel sweet and purity
We'll take her back to live with us,
won't we. zene,'' said she cajolingly.
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laughter at Jeremy's expense. The
simple-hearted old fellow accepted the
laughter as tribute to the success OF
his tale.
L were witness to a most astoundin'
occurrence last winter" began Mart
waggishly.
Yes, l reckon we've all sawed
mighty wonders said Dave dryly, 'ef
you give us time to think on EN- up.
Little Jimps, in Jeremy's arms. suf-
fered the agony of unworthy obscurity.
Here were all the boys" with such
marvels at the tips of their tongues,
while she must sit in extinguishment.
There was a silence, during which
Jimps meditated a hundred fine begin
nings, like one who trembles on the
verge of his first impromptu speech.
She slid down from Jeremy's knees and
began in an awe-struck tone: I've had
a wonder, too, 1 haven't telled no one
what l sawed on the tote road this
mornin'."
Her tone so deliciously echoed Jere-
my's own at his most inspired moment
that the men laughed, but We're si-
lenced by Jeremys gentle plea.
Let the young un' tell her story, and
you boys listen and hark to it,"
Il went out to the tote road this
mornin',' said Jimps, in the throes of
literary creation, Ito see how much sap
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"Come. Jessica, I'll show you nv
shiny brooch" teased Melissy.
Jimps turned to Jeremy in quick
wrath '-She doesn't know my name"
she whispered. She BENT my mother.
You be-
distracted by the new faces and the as
tonishing siege for which she was in
wardly fortifying herself.
Wipe off your month, little geli"
said Genus patrOnizingly, sousing his
mustache in the coffee cup for a sonor-
Gus drink.
You got driblets on your whiskers
your own SELF" retorted Jimps. when
he emerged. You look like my black
tomcat when he's been in the milk
PAN"
In this manner was the entente cor
dale established between them. Genus
was discounted by the applause that
Jimps evoked Poor Jeremy struggled
hard TO correct the opening negotia-
tions.
BE a good little gen. Jimps. She is
your mamma and will fetch you home
TO live with her. Show what a nice,
pretty behaved little child you kin be-
Where's the kids duds? There's no
more time fer foolin', said Zemus
with incisive brutality.
Jimps' quick wits rose to the situa-
tion.
II bent a nice little gell,' she
shrieked. stamping her foot with saw
age menace. Old man Joe and Eli
glanced up with slow interest. and
mild Garetta turned from her dish
washing.
II be the baddest little gell you ever
sawed. I screams when her combs my
hair"-she jerked an impudent elbow
toward the amazed Garetta- IT screams
awful-like this" and she let out a
blood-curdling sound that made Mart
stop his ears and Menssy look appre-
hensive.
IT stamps when he puts me to bed.
and once clum out Of the winder and
played In the snow all night. did,"
Her intoxicated fancy took wtds
range.
"One time hooked the hosses up
and druv clar off and made them go
galIumpin' all day. The boys was
awful mad but didn't keer." The
tossed head and the insolent laugh
were the very incarnation of desperate
wickedness. Eli had his mouth behind
his hand and his body shook. Simple
Jeremy's dazed look was gradually
growing to one of comprehension
Davy pointed out to Mart by panto-
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frozen pines-that had appealed. SO
had pathetic memory. But this, this
smiling person, he store clothes, the
plumes cooked up on the jaunty hat
this was repellant.
'.She is mine. mine, mine. They shall
not rob me of her." he fiercely thought.
He bit the stem of his pipe as Melissy
chartered on.
I'm her mother, you know, said
she plaintively, not thinking how the
simple words opened hole in the
wall of Jeremy's opposition.
Mother and child; mother and
child! Again his throat ached.
You know, Melisssy, 1t was becuz
of this promise that I let you get
the-the papers. That I should have
custodyship Of the child
II know" said Melissy, meekly, un-
able to argue where promises and law
were concerned.
But conseeder how much better of
the child would be with u.s." said Ze-
nus pompously.
You needn't say nothing" roared
Jeremy, glaring at the man. Il know
what you are, Genus Adgate."
Melissy tapped her foot warningly
and Adgate made no answer. He
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She had been thinking lately how nice

She had been thinking lately how nice
a live plaything would be.
"What'll Jeremy say?"
'.He won't say nothing when I tell
him how much I want her."
She had a shallow natures cheap
pride in its power.
The air was ba1my with melting
SHOWS and sprouting buds. Shadows
wavered across the moonlight. The
moon quivered as a golden cross in
black brock by the woods edge. Then
the log shanties came into view in their
clearing, low, dark roofs against
luminous sky. The fair full moon sailed
above Jeremy's candle fiickered red
through the slit of an upper window.
He had taught Jimps to say her
prayers.
And God forgib all my SINS" she
murmured with unsullied conscience,
land bless me and Jeremy. Amen"
Then he went downstairs-to meet
the childs mother. She smiled her
prettiest, mindful of her ancient sway.
But from the start she felt that some
thing of virtue was gone from her. He
felt it, too, remaining unmoved where
a year ago his heart would have been
in his mouth and his temples bursting.
The spell was gone.
The little forsaken girl of the bitter
night. the damp rings of hair beneath
the frosted hood-that had appealed.
The child-mother, nursing her baby.
with red winter skies cold through
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had runned into my biggest pail. And
l hearn funny noise and / looked,
and what do you think / sawed"-the
ecstasy of fabrication was upon her
up above me in the tree?''
The dramatic pause was busily en-
ployed with thoughts as to what she
did see.
"A little squirt. and he Sided down
the trunk just as fast, and when he
come to the bottom he spread out his
tail. so.'
Jimps illustrated with hands and
skirt
And sat down, and he looked like a
gray jug settin' on q fuzzy mat, just
zactly."
She laughed humorously at her
simile. taking meanwhile quick thought
ahead. She realized that her wonder
was beginning well. but she could not
hold her audience indefinitely without
some daring stroke.
And then. what dye think. he
bowed real Derlite--"
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withdrew instead to the long mess ia
BILE and ostentatiously picked his
teeth.
with me-" said Jeremy gently.
"Jimpsi Is that what you call the
poor little kid ?" Melissy spoke as if
this were the final and most outra-
geous grievance. And 1 that named
her Jessica Belle, with us standing be-
side her bed, when she weren't able to
raise her little head from the piller.
THE boys kinder got inter that
way" Jeremy apologized. "becuz she
was so quick in her motions. And 1
don't know as thet was a proper rea-
son, nuther."
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Jimps captured her audience by an
other bit of business"
And he says, Good mornin'.
ma'am. I'm the squirt what lives in
this tree, and I'll be obleeged eff you'll
step keerful, SOS not to wake UP my
children, ez air jest gone to sleep in
their little bunks., That's what the
squirt says to me-"
Jimps was now in the center of the
room and her brown eyes shone red
in the stove light. Her fluffy hair rose
up into a little peak of excitement.
What sort of voice did he have,
Jimps?" queried Jeremy respectfully.
Kind of chittery, like this" said
she with plausible imitation. And
walked away just as sof','' she tiptoed
up to Davy, "and-thets all.''
The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-06-16
WANTED-AM MAN.

A writer in The Outlook, who. Is rep resented to be "a manufacturer. a cit izen and successful man of affairs" in Pennsylvania, hits the nall pretty squarely on the head when, after de- scribing the conditions existing there, he says that "the great want and prime necessity of the State is a man at the head of its affairs, not as boss or po- -litical manager. but as Governor. rep resenting the real interests of the peo- ple." Commenting on this statement The Pittsburg Post says 1t "is unfor- tunate that the good people of Penn sylvania, because of their ring and ma chine servitude, have not made choice of such a Governor when they had the chance, and when they passed by such men as Pattison and Jenks for such machine instrumentalities as Stone and Pennypacker."
 While it is undoubtedly true that Pennsylvania is not the only State which stands in need of a real man, and an honest man in the executive chair. we think 1t perfectly safe to say 
 than the great State of Penn does, and has done for years. Dominated as it has been by Quay, Penrose, Penny packer and their sort, it is not to be wondered at that the affairs of the State have been fearfully mismanaged. or that the dlrtiest gang of politicians in all the Union has been footing the State In all directions. That the State needs a man at the head of affairs is beyond doubt, and he needs to be an entirely different brand from any one that has recently held the reins of the badly misgoverned commonwealth.
 And yet, for all that Pennsylvania suffers through the mismanagement of an unprincipled gang of political pi- rates, the people are principally to blame. They are, or should be, the source of all power. They can put down the wicked and exalt the good. if they have the courage and political honesty to do 1t, but they will not. That State, beyond almost any other, is ruled by machine Republicans, who rule for their own good, and without regard to the good of the State or tho welfare of the reople. Whether the people are indifferent, debased or cow ardly. the result is tke same. They allow the machine to run them and their State. and make no real effort to throw off the yoke. Even the writer in The Outlook. who affects to be so stirred up over the conditions existing In his State. refuses to sign his name to his statement. because, as he com fesses, he might be severely punished,
The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-06-16
Hia FIrst Rattle.

The following verses are copied from The Washington Post. Their author Is Phil H. Armstrong. formerly Of Scottsboro. Ala. but now holding government position. in Washington.
 His work frequently appears in maga- zines and in leading dailles:
 What! Have I killed him2 My God. can Look how his dying eyes stare straight I who have never in joy or in strife Deprived cen a worm or spider of life. I'd like to go beg his forgiveness-I He's only a boy with brown. curly hair, But in battle man must forget fell And kill like like devil whenever he can. Iii try to be brave. God! Whats wrong with the skies?
 They're flaring with red over where the day dies.
 And the moons turning pale. Der her face like a screen
 She's drawing cloud veil to shut out
 The captain said charge. and went with the rest.
 And all I remember aimed at his breast. a
 Fell, sweetiy smiling like one who Is
 Then the men swept away in furious pursuit,
 Swearing they'd shoot every bowling galoot.
 My God! What thirst. Now my throat feels all parched, | Like I'd swallowed one-haf of the dust as we marched. Oh, heaven, forgive me-I've murdered the boy,
 Perhaps he was some mothers pride | and joy, his breast
 Told him goodbye when he left with the rest Ye gods I'd forgotten this leg as I lay. It's bleeding. I must have been hit in the fray.
 The heavens are reeling-there's black everywhere,
 Ire screaming of shot horses rings on | the air.
 The pitying nights mantle covers the scene,
 But not before Allah. the great Judge. 1 has seen.
The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-06-16
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 These symptoms are but warnings that there is danger ahead, and unless needed life of suffering or a serious operation is the inevitable result.
 The never-failing remedy for all these symptoms is Lydia E. Pinkham's Veg etable Compound.
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 Dear Mrs Pinkham:
 |" think thaE a woman naturally dislikes to make her troubles known to the public, but restored health has meant so much to me that I cannot help from telling mine for the sake of other suffering women.
 " For long time l suffered untold agony with a uterine trouble and irregularities. which made me a physical wreck. and no one thought would recover, but Lydia E. Pink hams Vegetable Compound has entirely cured me, and made me well and strcng, and I feel 1t my duty to tell other suffering women what splendid medicine it isn
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The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-06-16
An Objection to Scheme for Using Re.
 frlgernted Air.

Felix L. Oswald, M. D., advocates cooling houses during the hot weather exactly as we warm houses during cold weather, says Medical Talk. He thinks this Is practicable, and should be begun at once. Several large buildings are cooled in this manner. A refrigerator. properly located in the basement, with ventilators circulating the air through lower the temperature several degrees, to the great comfort of the inmates The House of Representatives at Wash ington Is already cooled in this manner. Several hotels and opera houses,in this country are likewise provided.
 We are not quite sure, however, whether artificial refrigeration can be conducted, except on very large scale without doing more harm than good. Anything that prevents the continuous introduction of fresh air from the out side is worse thar the hot air.
 Yet every reasonable thing should be done to keep houses cool. The shade tree, which is so. very much neglected aged Many and many time we have ridden through the country and noticed Ia house standing in the blazInfehot sun, trees, furnishing ample shade. which no one enjoyed.
 Awnings, that prevent the direct rays of the sun from falling upon the win dows, are also an excellent device.
 The practice of shutting up the house, windows and doors to keep it cool dur fngVthe heat of the day IS or douOtrul benefit To be sure. the house Is kept cool in this way, but the air is vitiated and rendered nearly unfit for breathing purposes.
 Ample shade about the house and windows open, allowing the free circu- lation of air. especially If the windows are protected by awnings, are means within the reach of all, and probably the best means within the reach of all and probably the best that can be real ized by the average person. While 1t may give temporary comfort to have the air inside the house several degrees lower than the outside tempe rature. yet the difference in tempera- ture between the two places Is liable to work greater harm than to allow the house to remain warmer People cannot entirely avoid going outdoors To spend several hours in cool room and then go out immediately into the hot. stifiing air, has more risk to health in 1t than if the temperature of -he room had been nearer like the tempera- ture of the outside.
 We object to overloaded houses in the
 winter on the same grounds that we
 would object to artincially cooled houses in the summer. It puts upoT the human body a severe strain tc maintain the body at an equal tempera- ture; when there is so great a differ ence between the temperature inside | an doutside of the house. This should | be thought of always when cooling cl heating a house is attempted.