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Bisbee daily review., 1906-03-11

Everybody was busy on board the big liner. Passengers were cunning hither and thither with satcheis, baskets. trunks laughing, talking, pushing and crowding.
 Tn half an hour they were to be in New York, the threshold of the great un- known world. and everybody was nervous. and excited.
 On the deck near the bow of the great steamer an old couple are sltting far away from the bustling. noisy crowd They had nothing to put in shape. nothing to co but just wait--waIt and think. But they had so much to think about.
 It had been such wonderful time these last few months, more rich in events than all the rest of their lives, which had changed so suddenly.
 The change came, when 1t became clear that everything they owned must be sold. that they must leave the spot so dear to them. the little plot on which they had spent a whale lifetime and which had yield ed t'lem. in return for their hard work, their daily bread. scant though It were.
 Oh, how many tears Stine had shed during these months, how many times Peter had walked to the village in search of help to stave Of the threatening disaster. But
  what did the rich farmers care If poor old man was forced from hls humble cot tage homer That was nothing unusual. Let him go to the pocrhouse as many other old people worn out with toll had done before him. Had they done their duty when they paid their taxes which paid for the mainte- nance of the deFelicts in the poorhouse7
 But then stine scddenly took it into her head to write to John. their son. who had immigrated to America twenty years before and who, 1t was said, had made so much money, though 1t was many years since he had sent them q single fine
 And at last, after many weeks Of anxiors waiting. the answer came that they were fo come to him in the far-away country. and In tue letter were tive frss-ciass tick cts for the big steamer
 Two weeks later they had left They had felt so lonesome among tue big crowd. So homeless in the midst of aH the spIendor of the liner, where they knew they were out of place.
 They had kept 10 themselves all the time and most of the time they had spent in that coraer of the vessel Peter smoking his cd clay pipe and Ssine holding on to the oung birch tree which she never lost sient of but carried with her everywhere. Who could tell her 6 there were birch trees ia Americaf
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to be on his beat. The inspector sum moned him.
 .Hsye .!aye you seen him?"
 The eOnviet.n
 What coaVictS''
 You are \ fooll' cried the inspector. are here. in front Of this house and don't see convict. stil wearing the prison uni form. break Into 1t thu ough the roofg''
 The watchman looked at him in aston
 .'I assure you. sir''4- he stammered.
 Enough. He may be In the house yet. l am going to capture him, but If he's gone already I'll make it hot for you. you and don't move under any circumstances. l am going to kiock at the window. Don't let anybody In ol out or tho house"
 Thereupon the inspector knocked at the persana.
 protruded.
 of the Christmas lottery, few days be fore. he would have recognized the feeble old man who won the million pesos prize
 "Open the door" ordered the police of- feer. there is q burglar in your house.
 Tn my houseI HereI impossiolel I've not heard any noise.'
 spector. "I am positive that the IS man in your house and I've got t' arrest him. Open the door In the name or tae law!'
 And he showed the old man his badge The sight of it and the familiar face Of the night Watchman, whom he knew very welt of course. convinced the tenant or the ne cessity of opening the door, wnien ne niu-
 The inspector entered. followed by the policeman. and locked the door from the inside. The watcbnlan. obedient to the or ders he had received, remained out, ready to spring upon the burglar and arrest hlm the moment be would come out Of the house.
 or,enaS agafr and the fnsnecfor feaDDeAred. dragging along the escaped convict, whom he had securely handeufed,
 Here he is," said he to the waterman. T have caught him at last Don't quit the door yourself. The policeman remains inside If he does not come out in twenty minutes go in and relieve him.
 Half an hour later the watchman. not seeing the policeman come out of the house, pushed the door and went in himself.
 Finding nobody in the parior, he ventured Obtaining no response he passed through the bed-chamber and entered the Kitchen.
 He uttered cry of surprise Laying on the floor, securely bound and gagged, lay the unfortunate old man and his wife.
 The watchman released them. They were unhurt.
 A policeman's uniform and a false mus taehe rested upon chair, told the rest of the story.
 n. As to the money, 1t was all gone. with the exception of 10000 pesos, which the gentlemen burglars had left on the table, accompanied by the following note:
 We are not murderers, but plain. hon Orable thieves. Consequently we have not done any bodily harm to the old couple The million pesos we have taken, as they won't have known what to do with so much money. We are kind-hearted. though, and leave them 10000 pesos, with which they can lead . decent life.
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In the Fall he made a wry face
 Has anybody offered you a better job y, he asked.
 ''No," FredrIk replied
 Then I suppose you want higher wages" Lars growled. ''Times are hard and money scarce, but I will give you twenty kroner more year if you will stay with me an other year"
 "No, it is not that" said Fredrik
 Just then Lisa. his masters only daugh- ter, a tall, bony. freckled girl of twenty, opened the door and said that dinner was ready.
 When she had gone, Fredrik' arose. but Lars remained sitting, evidently In deep thought.
 "Fredrik," he said at last hesltatingly. q think Lisa has taken q liking to you, aud if you would stay'-
 Fredrik turned quite purple from embar- rassment. though he was well aware of Lisa's feelings toward him. but that her father. the proud peasant. would consent to his daughters marriage 10 a poor man, he had never thought possible.
 It was. indeed, a splendid match for him. though the girl was awkward and ugly, for storn ngaarien was the largest farm in the county. and Lisa was her fathers only child. If he married her he would be rich and in time be the first man in the whole county.
 But. no 1t was impossible, He could not do it. He lover Brita higher than all the riches In the world.
 T anu sure Lisa cares nothing for me-. he said and you can surely get much better son-in-iaw. thank you very much for your offer. but I cannot accept 1t, bo. cause I am already engaged and intend to marry when I leave
 Lars looked at him in astonishment.
 Marry i'' he exclaimed And whom? hope if is nct Brita from I.iliagaardeu."
 Tt is." said Fredrik quietly.
 ..lou will soon regret If you marry a girl without money You may manage to earn enough to make a miserable living while you are young. but al last both of you will surely end in the poerhouse You have letter take my advice and stay where
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- - - 1-s v psS v s~S Nk V lss v = V = -f LC you are. You will never have another chance like it."
 T cannot" Fredrik replied in a firm voice, "I have given her my promise and will never break it"
 Bslta's master. the owner of Lillazaar. den, wes widower with three children. Brlta kept house for him and looked after me children She had two girls under her. SO that she never needed to do any coarse work And John, the master, was Tar more liberal with money for the house. keeping than he had been while his wife
 When Br.ta told him that she intended 70 leave in the Fall he could hardly be- iieve her and begged her to stay
 Hoy will l find anybody who will take care of the children as you have done f'i he said peeyishly.
 ',oh, you will find somebody; there are girls enough who will be glad 10 take my But do not want anybody bu. vou .. ne ls, said in tone like a spoiled child, q are you going?''
 piled binsbiSgIgg a% giOIpg to get marriedg she re
 John jumped from his chair. "ob ca, iislas'he i,,as who 1t is who has put that crazs 'Hsa .1st mo your head It Is that good-for- been innnlug after you everywhere' 7, ni'c hc roared And what has he to offer yons NoIhine but poverty
 But 1 love him.
 John kept silent for a moment ana th,,, said: ~"u 'ne"
 And now. what if youId he vrf,iin, to marry you mvseIf7'r
 "Oh. you would never be so fcoiiss -, Brita replied with a laugh And besides have already promised to marry him And you aIe old enough to be my father you were cfazy.'
 They can go 10 the devil. am my own master and can do as I please with out asking them"
 "ft is of no use love Fredrik and were you ten times as rich as you are I would marry him anyway"
 snd in spite of their poverty and the advice of everybody Brita and Fresffk manied. and now they have q small farm paid for by their own work and even little money put aside. And you only care to look nt them 10 see that neither ever re- gretted following the voice of the heart.
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Therefore she had carefully packed dirt aro1nd it's roots. that she might plant 1t in the strange land. and at least have some thing to remind her of the dear old home.
 Nearer and nearer came the coast, and threatened 10 stop her breathing. Suppose John was not there to receive them. what should they then to in the foreign country. among people whose language they did not undefstand7
 The liner was at the Jock. hut Peter and Stine remained where they were. waiting for fS John, and suddenly he stood before 70 look at with his silk hat and his well fitting clothes.
 Peter and st'ne looked st him speeches.. Was It possible that their boy could have changed sof
 But he left them no time for further thought, and led them down the gangway 10 the waiting cab. plainly embarrassed friends might be there and see him with these poor old people.
 They drove straight to pig store, where new, wonderful clothes were bought. Stine felt that he was ashamed of them. and WAS barely able 10 hold back her tears but she must not let him know, and she kept up her courage brayeiy.
 Never in her life had she been so tired as that night, when she went to her room her room, she could not imagine this room to be hers, so different 1t was from the poor rooms at home. John would not hear of his parents having the same room. Peter had been given another across the biz half, as beautifully furnished as her own. but strange and not at all hoEeiike
 Suddenly she sat up and listened intent ly. Somebody touched the lock of her door Who conld 1t bel Sine who had never been afraid. felt terror stricken in this big house But she cried with joy the door opened and h came Peter, her own Peter. He had taken on the inc new suit which made him look so strange, and wore his old suit of homespu1s-
 Softly he came toward her and sat down on the edge of her bed. Tn his hand he held her little birch tree, which, strange to say. she had entirely forgotten. Caressing- iy he sfroked her hair with his hard. callons hand. and sobbing as if her heart would break she threw herself into his arms.
 .'Oh Peter,- she sobbed, 'T wish we had never came here. John has becor ~o fine a gentleman for us, and he is aamed of his old father and mother. OE aad we been far better than this great palace"
 Peter sat there quite speeches.. What could he say to comfort her who had shared all the hardships of his life. when he himself felt just as she didl How could he make her feel easier when his own heart felt Ike a lamp of lead?
 And thus the two old people sat there. her hand clasDed in his. until the sun rose Tor another day, just as cold and cheerless as the other
 But on fhe costly rug in front of the bed law a small birch tree. its leaves dry aud wltlered, its roots stiil surrounded by the soil of its old home.
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 All Madrid was up and about since early morning. strange occurrence. indeed. for Madrid never leaves the bed before noon.
 Hut something of unusual importance happened--something that only takes place once 8 year-the Christmas lottery draft.
 Just think, There are more than 5000 prizes, the first consisting of no less sum than one round. big. fat million pesos,
 Ten o'clock. The crowd moves toward the Hacienda, or State Treasury Building. where The draft is to take place.
 Two large globes. enc containing 5e.oo0, the other 5.0oo. ivory balls, are placed upon table The Minister of the Finances appears, followed by an army of clerks. The doors are thrown open and the public admitted. Everybody Is nervous and im- patient. All wonder if. by a miraculous turn of Fate. they are about to acquire Immense wealth.
 But, attention, The draft Is on.
 Two little boys from one of the charity asylums extract the balls from the globes lie whe has charge of the smaller globe calls aloud the number of the ticket, while the other extracts at the same time a bah from the larger globe and announces the
 
 the minister, who examines them and gives them in turn to the other officials, who corroboFnte the exnctness of the draft. By means of immense blackboard, much ike tine bulletin boards of the American newspapers the numbers and prizes drawn are shown 10 the crowd out Number s,74T." cried one of the boys. Wins enc thousand pesos" echoed Inc Number s5o7.r
 ssyNins ten thousand pesos
 Those among the public who have pur- chased tickets-and they are the many await with feverish impatience-
 Several numbers and prizes are an- nouneed.
 The fortunate ones retire with light step and beating heart
 TWINS ONE MILLION PESOS, cried the other. Long live the King!
 T Viva ei Rey:' answered the crowd A feeble llttle old man who had been watching the proceedings with uneontroll, able emotion uttered loud cry ana fainted.
 broken words. how he. a poer shoemaker, living with his wife in calle del Cato No: 30. had saved. at the cost Of thousand privstions, the forty pesos necessary to purchase a lottery ticket, how he had purchased one. and how he had been ble-ss-. ed with the good fortune or winning the first prize. Three days later the old man presented ! hIs ticket to the cashier at the Hacienda 4 and received one million pesos in gold certificates of the Royal Bank of spain. At about II o'clock that night police inspector, accompanied by n uniformed policeman. alighte,f from carriage at the door of 'callc del Cato No. 3o.''
 The night watchman on duty happened e,,.. r,5t ss.. .tsa, .sy-, 90 0
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 It was in the middle of the battle. The fields were full of struggling, fighting bodies of men. The air was blue with smoke ot powder and all around there were the crack ling noise of rifles and the laundering re- ports of heavy guns. + was a moment one would never forget
 AIen rushed forward. stopped, felI-baas and sank to inc ground dead or wounded,
 I was fighting furiously. whyf For whom? Who were the enemiesE And why should call them enemies?
 It was like a terrible dream. l fought like demon. I did not even notice the noise of the battle around me. I must not think. I must not stop,
 I was always in the thick of the battle. I shot and struck and stabbed whoever came near me.
 The enemy retreated There was now room to cock your gun and to take aim at somebody instead of merely firing into tho opposing crowd. And enthusiastically the eyes of the heroes sought the enemy. To kili-the duty of hero
 In front of me enemy appeared from behind q hedge.
 I took aim, fired and he went down. It was different from before, when you sim ply fired without taking aim at anybody
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 Early this morning an eccentric looking individual was shown into my office.
 He immediately made rush for me and caught my hand in an iron grip.
 Good morning." he cried. ''how do you feel this morningT'
 Thank you, not worse than usu''s I replied, looking at him in surprise, and how are youT'
 Do you k-.ow mel"
 '.Ho. regret to say that I have not the honor."
 sDo you know why you don't know mel First, because I have let my whisk- CTS grow and. second. because do not think you have ever seen me before"
 began to look around for some weafon of defense.
 q am an inventor" my visitor ex- v.3imed proudly.
 "Giad to know 1t. Indeed had al ready suspected it,
 "I come to you because I know that you are a man who Is not afraid to spend a few dollars, if you can do good deed"
 ! mutteIed few words of thanks. while held on to heavy paperwcight.
 The inventor suddenly started on on new track
 "would you rather rot or be cremated?"
 T beg your pardon. I do not quite un- derstaud."
 He repeated his question. and I felt that I must answer
 "well. my fiiend," l replied, 'I eau not say that idea of having my body rot in the ground stI ikes me as a particularly pleasing oue. but neither does that of be- ing roasted in an oven. at least not just at present"
 ..of coarse. not just at present. but when you die"
 .But''--
 There are no sbuts.H I have invented process which will make both of the old- fashioned methods superfiuous- I intend to have them supplanted by what I call in- acration.' New, what do you think of thatT'
 Not a bad Idea nt all.''
 s.i beg you not to pronounce m oPinios until you know ail about my invention But assure yoE''--
 Not another word, Ergo, you are dead.v
 With your kind permission. shoulJ prefer to wait little while"
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tssS v " v v s v v V v v 1 v -S ~ ~ As' >~s .
 "Listen. Brita," said Fredrfk, the over seer at Storgsarden, this Fall when my time Is up we will marry. Does that suit your
 She answered nothing, only nestled closer to him. But he was not satisfied He wanted to hear her voice.
 '.wm you marry me thenY' he asked again.
 Yes" she whispered softly.
 And when their first violent rapture has ealmed down little they began to talk of the future.
 Truly in the eyes of most people the future did not hold out many promises of happiness. Neither of them had been able to save anything; they possessed little more than the clothes they wore. He had a ehiffonier and she had an old-fashioned chest Of drawers. They possessed only their strong arms and their faith that they were to be happy.
 They intended to rent smftl room from one of the farmers of the neighborhood, and bed. table and couple of chairs they hoped to be able to buy at some que ton sale And then they would both go to work by the day on the farms until they had saved enough to buy small piece of land, where they could raise enough to make an honest living.
 When they parted and she offered him her red lips, thing she had never done before, he threw his arms around her and said:
 ~isrita, love you higher than anything in fhls world If somebody were to offer mo Sforoaarden ou fhe condition that ,fva you up, would refuse without stopping to think 1t over"
 And would never give you up. could I get Liiiagaarden and its owner for my husband" Brita said In return.
 How happy we are .' Fredrik exclaimed.
 When Lars, the owner of storgaarden. heard that Fredrik intended to leave him
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Hero or Murderer?
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v v - V es- - - - -7e - - In particular Now I had Killed a man knew I had killed him could see his body only few steps away lying notion less in pool Of blood.
 The noise of battle weakened and came from other parts of the battlefield. l stood there as if dreaming, still looking at my victim
 There he was. the enemy, whom I. hero, had Killed - went over and looked at his face. I hnd aimed well. His features were not and painless his death had been. His eyes were open and they looked at me Great blue. faithful eyes, with an expres- sion of pity
 Was il really necessary that I should have killed this young man, who had never done me any harm? Oh, God was t necessary?
 Why did not he Kill mes
 l do not know how it was, but I felt that l must kneel down and pray These lips. had they ever said word 10 hurt nv feeIinrsy These white wax-iike hands had they ever been lifted against me?
 l must pray--prsy God to show me that 1t was my duty to kill him, pray to get peace in my soul
 A hero? Or a murdererT Am I a mur- dereri No! But maybe I am. Oh, God Whoever kills Is a murderer, and I had Killed
 Thou shalt not kill -' But had been CTS. Who Is to bear the blamef
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Possibly yo1 may, but for the sake of argument, I say. you are dead. Your body Is turned over to me. push 1t into an oven"
 ''But that Is cremation"
 "You are an idiot. I shove you into an oven of special construction, invented by me. desiccatc you. do not cremate, or bake. or boil you. desiecate you. Do you know how great is the percentage of water in your body?.'
 "f assure you that''-
 You do not know anything. There ars so per cent of water in your body"
 "As much as thatT'
 "As much as that. Thus King Edward weighs 250 pounds, of which 200 pounds are water. and when you cheer him you cheer that much water. So much for the greatness of the mighty. Are you mar riedT'
 Not yet"
 Have you a sweetheartT'
 And If havew
 ''How much does she weigh ?''
 ''I must admit have never weighed her, but should judge about 125 pounds
 ''welI. then. remember that you are in love with 100 pounds of water
 You have A most prosaic way of speak ing of lover
 'I wish you would keep your foolish re mark to yourself when I am speaking abous serious things. But as l said. l dessjczfe your body and when that is done l treat you with preparation which Is my secret. but which I will confess to you contains ! nitric acid aud transforms you into a kind | of guncotton. I touch you of with match--a brilliant light, cloud If white l. smoke and YOU have become part of tha atmosphere. What do you think of my in yention nowf
 '.It is wonderful 2"
 But that Is not all. Instead of nnsk1 ing you an ordinary explosive, l can mako you sky rocket Roman candle, a wax taper. I am ready to inaerate poor people turning them in astar candies at the rate of Si0. Rich and more ambitious DeopIl F make into great fireworks which wffl zcsr to cheer up their widows and their hcir5 at cost of from S2,0oo upward.
 Splendid 7"
 Please do not interrupt me Army oni cers l make into shells whci may be used in actual warfare Is it not glorious r think how an officer may thus be of bend 1t fo bis country many years after hf death. Now. even though you are only business man. if you win place your orde now.
 But I should prefer Co wait llttle--
 .I am afraid you not much of patriot. It Is really disgusting
 And with these words my visife snafched his hat and gloves and rushd out.
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HOME RULE BY THE GOLDEN RULE.
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In \ oreign Soil.
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Temptations.
 By Sigurd Cormson

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When Lars, the owner of storgaarden heard that Fredrik intended to leave hin
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TheMillion Dollar Prize
 By Rapheal Conte.

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