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Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-10-20
WHAT HAPPENED.
BY MARY DILLINGHAM;.

sinclair was a restless boy when he
wasn't studying hard playing hard or read
ing hard. His mother had gone to the coun-
Try TO spend the day and would not return
until the o'clock train. A fierce storm
was howling outside and he thought prob
aDly she might not come at all. He had
been alone before. so he did not mind that
very much. but he hadn't been out all day
and ne was so restless he would just have
to go for walk. Mother wouldn't mind,
r-sht after supper. One room in a second
rate boarding house is rather narrow quar-
tiers for boy used to a country home.
But Sinclair understood that it was neces-
sary for his mother to economic closely
and he studied hard at school that he soon
might be ready to earn more money to
take her to better quarters. He was the
only man she had.
Buttoning. UP his ulster he started off
into the rain and darkness 1t seemed to
him that his life was very stupid In COM
parison with the lives of the men he had
peen reading and studying about. He was
very fond of history and when he read Of
the deeds of the great generals and valor
OF the statesmen who have made their
own names and the name of their
country famous it seemed as If little boy
was not worth nickel
Nothing ever happens to give fellow
half a chance to do anything brave" said
Sinclair to himself as he tramped along the
streaming sidewalks and muddy streets. Il
wish l had lived years ago with a chance
to fight for my country!'
Just ahead Of him he saw in the dim light
the figure of boy a little bigger than him.
self slouching near fence. and coming to-
ward him. some one holding an umbrella
down to resist the wind He did not notice
the two figures particularly till he was
abreast Of them. the storm was so strong
Then what he saw made his blood almost
boil. slight, fral looking little girl, who
was trying to hold her umbrella, was
grabbed roughly by the slouchng figure
near the railing. and before Sinclair could
spring to the spot. the boy had seized the
little girls pocketbook, hitting her a cruel
blow as he did so. which knocked her off
the curb into the gutter.
He would like to knock the fellow down,
If he could catch him. but what would
happen to the little girl? Oh, bother,
something always stopped him from being
brave. Sinclair sprang. then hesitated and
as the little girls figure lay motionless, he
let the thief go and turned his attention to
her.
The street was deserted and no one to be
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popped little head, surmounted by a fun
ny peaked cap. The owner of the head ant
cap drew himself forth from the inky
depths with a briskness that betokened
determination.
He had a pair of swapping black eyes, a
sharp nose and a very pointed chin, while
a few scraggly black hairs stuck out from
beneath the cap. His coat fitted snugly
and had long tails behind. much like the
ones Tom had seen in pictures. He wore
knee trousers finished with buckles at the
sides. and his long. pointed shoes were
adorned with buckles to match.
He swung himself around and sat down
on the edge of the ink bottle aand drummed
his heels impatiently on the sides.
Who are you?' demanded Tom in amaze
ment for he was a brave boy.
Who am r. snapped the queer little
man. Why, l am Inky Ike, of course;
who did you suppose 1 was?"
II didn't know" answered Tom, meekly.
The little man glanced at him very hard
so you were going to throw my bottle
house at Ray Brown. were your
81 did not know you were inside" re-
sponded Tom in sef-defense.
'Of course you didn't" retorted Inky
Ike. because you do not know very much
anyway; you need not say that you do" he
added in a vehement manner as he saw
Tom about to contradict him, for 1 say
that you do not and l guess 1 know.
Haven't l seen you fail day after day at
your lessons? oh. yes. you know a lot!
Why, boy, you do not even know enough
to have a decent respect for an ink bottle.
much less the precious ink that you daub
about on your face and books. Did you
ever stop to think what this world would
do without ink young MANI"
Use lead pencils" suggested Tom,
sulkiy.
Nice looking books you would have
printed with lead pencils. sneered Inky
Ike. They would last a long time and
never blur-oh. nor The little man doubled
up with laughter and shook so heartily that
Tom expected him to tip off his seat on the
rim of the ink bittle, but he did not.
Then, too" continued his visitor, when
he could get his breath, what would the
tons and tons of mail be worth that Uncle
Sam carries every day If it consisted of
blank pages?
perhaps some folks would rather have
blank pages than bills, anyway" replied
Tom.
"Ah. but you See" said Inky Ike. they
wouldn't even get the blank pages without
ink to address the envelopes; lead pencil
marks would blur in the mails"
We'll" Tom answered cheerfully. then
we could not have any tiresome school be-
cause there would be books out of
which to learn our lessons"
'Oh, yes. there would. too" snapped his
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-10-20
A Sorry Swim

Three little ducks went out to swim,
But when they came to the rivers brim,
I'm sorry to say. It began to rain,
And so they hurried back home again.
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tormentor, they would fix you up books
of raised letters like those they have for
the blind. and your spelling book would be
as large az an unabridged dictionary.
Wouldn't 1 like to you trudging, to
school with a half-dozen such booksn' And
Inky Ike went into a paroxysm of laugh
ter. -
Tom felt himself growing angry. I'VE
could have metal books. thin sheets or
metal with the characters engraved on
them
That would be so light and convenient
to handle the teacher would have even
more cause to complain of the racket than
she does now" and the little man looked
provokingly wise. Il think you will find.
young man, that there is a great deal
more wisdom than is generally thought in
that one line:
- a drop of ink may make a million think"
You would not amount to much" re-
piled Tom. sptefully, ''if it were not for
the pen and paper"
"Of course not" responded Inky Ike.
calmly; there is Penn Pointer" he said
with a wave of his hand"
Toms hair ia rly stood on end for, re-
garding him with a metallic smile sat an
other little figure about the same size as
Inky Ike. Penn Pointer was dressed as a
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for the first time He was in the open
country, the full moon riding ahead of him
and setting off his dark flying figure. an
excellent target for the pursuers. Sudden
ly Major gave out, a bullet in his flank.
and Brad was pitched over his head. He
landed unhurt, however. and. picking him
self up, tried to help his companion, poor
Major
THE message! If he were caught it
must be destroyed. He opened the paper
and committed the cipher sentences 10
sage might be delivered anyway If he could
get through
When the four cavalrymen arrived a
minute after, they found him standing by
his wounded horse and swallowing the last
mouthful of paper, which he had carefully
chewed to bits.
Brad would not have minded his capture
so much after he had swallowed the mes
sage, had 1t not been that one Of the men
said that 1t was poor nights work to
capture only a kid Then they searched
him, but they found nothing valuable-only
a curious. old-fashioned tea plate, with
Clipped edges.
Brad was sent to prison. but on the way
escaped with three other prisoners and
made his way to the Union lines. where
he delivered the cipher he remembered
it-too late to be of any use. Within half
an hour he was engaged in his first real
battle and was shot the bullet, well aim
ed at his heart. hitting the stolen plate con-
cealed in his blouse. breaking it to pieces,
but the plate saved his life, as he afterward
heard from the nurse who attended him in
the hospital. The pieces were saved and
proudly put together by Alice Holiness
who, after weary years of waiting. proudly
welcomed her brother home in 1868.
Shortly after that Brad and Alice went
south to live, and Alice became acquainted
with a southern family, who like most of
the southerners, had lost all their property
during the war. Lucy Carter was about
Alice's age. She happened one day to see
the mended plate. In great excitement she
produced its mate from among her treas
ures, and claimed the other as her own,
saying that 1t was one which had been
brought from England by her grandfather
when he was young man. Alice refused
to give ii up, saying that ii was Brads,
and that it had saved his life. And Brad,
when he was asked for it-well. Brad
wouldn't give 1t up, either. but later he
told Lucy there was only one way to get
the plate. and finally she got it,
Howl asked Katrina, eagerly.
You re silly" remarked Harold. Don't
you know Miss Lucy's name is Holmes.
and can't you remember that mamma said
Miss Lucy was the daughter of her friend,
Alice Carter Holmes"
And what became of Tom Lawler?'
Harold asked Miss Lucy. II wish I had
half a chance to be brave, and l guess
could be-
Tom Lawler was shot and killed in the
last year of the war. Brad never saw him
again. said Miss Lucy. There's more
than one way of being brave" she added,
smiling she left the room.
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LOWELL ANECDOTE.

The birthday Of James Russell Lowell.
which, you know. comes February %. the
same as Washington's, reminds us of an
anecdote the poet used to relate. Some
where up In the White mountains there Is
a certain spot from which one may look
at the face of a cliff and see the features
of giant man. 1t is well called 1.-The Old
Man Of the Mountains" When Mr.. Lowell
went there for the first time, he stopped at
a saw mill to ask workman from what
point the "Old Man" could be seen.
Dunno" answered the workman, never
saw him."
Mr.. Lowell expressed surprise that me
man had never stepped out Of his way to
see a sight which many people travelled a
long way to see. Presently the workman
asked, Live in Boston?"
Yes" answered Mr.. Lowell
Good deal to see in Boston?"
''Oh, yes" was the reply.
We'll, I should like to stand on Bunker
Hill, said the workman. you've stood
there often. reckon"
Mr.. Lowell had to confess that he had
not.
We'll. then, you see, mister" remarked
the countryman. that what folks can see
almost any day they don't seem to care
about seeing at ALL
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-10-20
A DOGS LETTER.
(Nello. black spaniel. writes to Jumbo,
st. Bernard)

(Nello, black spaniel writes to Jumbo. a
st. Bernard)
Dear Jumbo: I must write you my expe-
rience with a moving machine-I believe,
though, they call them clipping machines
but it's all the same thing; for, let me tell
you, my dear boy. If ever you get under one
you'll imagine you're a whole pasture Of
grass, and that 1t took two machines to
make hay of you. Well. the pesky feas
bothered me so that scratched and bit
myself sore. So my mistress concluded she
would have me clipped. Down we trotted
to Young's stable. where they placed on my
nose a thing they called 'muzzle' and
then set the clipper" working. It made
such a buzzing noise that I was at first
"skeered,' but 1 looked up in grandpa 8
face, and he looked SO unconcerned that 1
settled down again. Soon 1 felt something
going over my back. legs and sides. sort of
scratchy like, and then thought my kind
grandpa had noticed how tired 1 was
scratching. and had hired this man to do it
for me. But fancy my sensations, upon
looking in the mirror. to find they had TAX
en- off my overcoat. But Jumbo, I assure
you feel more comfortable, now that 1t Is
all over, and advise you to tease your pa
to have your coat taken off, and then the
fleas will have no nest to burrow in. think
could slip through grandma's hands IL she
were gazing to punish me. / am 80 smooth.
You see. / do love to jump on and kiss
callers and hear them squeal, and it makes
grandma lose her temper.
Oh, Jumbo, does you ma tuck up her pet
ticoats and run out in the garden every
morning to count her dahlias? And does she
squeal and say, Here's bud. and here's
anotherr' Sometimes get 50 Disguised. II
1t was nice, juicy bone, now, you and /
would not SO wonder. but a lot Of green
things! Pooh! / don't see anything to get
excited about! Any way, 1t Is fun to tag her
around.
I must close, as there's q big flea, after
all. biting my ear, and / need my paw to
scratch with. So goodbye. Yours ever.
NEI.I0
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knight of oIden time His armor and helmet
were composed of closely overlapping pen
points, so cunningly joined that they looked
| like the scales of a fish. A handsomely
! decorated pen dangled at his belt. Penn
Pointer bowed in acknowledgment of the
| partial Introduction.
| Il was a friend of the great William
| Penn he explained land was named in
his honor. 1nky Ike and / are brothers,
and we would serve you well. If you did
not abuse US: but 1 do not like to be jabbed
into the desk: 1t hurts my feelings: OF to
| be put away without being nicely dried, 1t
| makes me old and rheumatic he added
| mournfuly.
| Why do you carry a pen at your belt
| instead of a sword?" asked Tom, in hopes
| Of changing the conversation.
why. because" solemnly replied his
| armed visitor. the pen is mightier than
| the sword -
| rustic caused Tom to turn his eyes.
| This time he was not at all surprised to
| see little lady tripping along the desk in
| front of him. She was very fair to look
| upon. and was clothed in snowiest white
| that rustled as she skipped along. She
stopped in front of him and bowed.
Paper Pon-Pon." explained Inky Ike.
Our sister, added Pen Pointer. I'VE
would be nothing without her far lowell
ness to back our efforts
Spoken like true knight" answered
Paper Pon-Pon in a silvery voice, and
my life would be blank without you
both"
Miss Fon-POn mere stretched out lily
white hand to each of her brothers, and
then began the joliest little dance that
Tom had ever seen. Round and round
they whrled, until Tom burst into a merry
laugh at their mad gambols. He suddenly
became conscious that every eye in the
room was riveted on him.
Thomas Page" demanded his teacher,
Eat what were you laughing"
'Inky Ike" answered Tom promptly.
The teacher stared at him and the rest of
the room snickered. Tom looked at his
desk; not a trace of Inky Ike, Pen Pointer
or Paper Pon-Pon was to be seen.
II believe that you have been asleep"
said his teacher severely. You may re-
main after school. take pen, paper and
ink, and write out a complete account of
what you have dreamed"
And that is how this chronicle came to
be preserved.
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Then the RATS came in thousands, each day,
Till they carried his grain all away
And he found he must flee to his tower where he
Lived in terror of RATS night and day.
In the midst of the river it stood
But the rats knew the bishop had food
So they swan after fast ate him quite up at last,
And his running away did no good
Of the bishop crumb did they lose;
They devoured his inter and his shoes
And to prove this is SO, you have only to go
To the spot any day you may choose!
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BEHEADINGS.
Behead 1. At a little distance from and leave
the organ of hearing. 2. To double and leave not
new. 3. A vessel for holding liquors and leave q
bird.
CONCEALED WORD SQUARE.
One word is concealed in each sentence: 1.
There is the lamb; all the others in the fold.
2. Are apples plenty this year? 3. VIII he plead
for him? 4. Ella, dye that waist blue.
DIAMOND.
1. A consonant in liberty" q To attempt. 8.
test. 4. To bark. 3. A consonant in liberty"
NUMERICAL ENIGMA.
/ am composed of seven letters and spell an
tumn pastime. My T. 2, is a hrearm. My 3, 5,
is a metal. My G. 2. Is a fruit contained in
hard shell.
CHARADE.
NV first is overseer. my second is a weight
and my whole is the sixth largest city in the
United States.
CONCEALED STUDIES.
One study is concealed in each sentence: I. Go
spread the gospel. linger not at home. .. His
tory relative fed to England. g. They lived in q
fat In New York.
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TOMS DREAM.
HY MARY PERKINS.

The air was so heavy and close in the
school room that afternoon that 1t re-
minded Tom of the long, warm days of the
summer time. He wished that it was
summer. The buzz and hum of classes at
their recitations sounded not unlike the
bees and insects among the summer
flowers.
Tom leaned comfortably back and quite
forgot the physical geography lesson
which he had been studying, besides he
was not particularly interested in equatorial
currents and cyclone centers.
His eyes rested on an empty ink bot
tie that stood on the top of his desk. If
the teacher would only leave the room
for minute he would Ike to throw
that bolt at Ray Brown. just to let him
know that he appreciated the lump of coal
he found in his lunch basket
Just at that instant, out of the bottle
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A Funny Fear.

My baby bruvvoer's dus as sweet
A ever be can be,
But I'm afraid he'll never learn
To say words wight like me.
Before he twied to talk at all
He used to say "Goo-goo.''
And now he says fngs Eat same way.
Sos one word sounds like two.
II nurse says, Come. now. take your nap
He used to say "Goo-goo."
And everything dus Eat same way
I'm fwaid he doesn't twy.
So now you zee the funny way
Our baby's talk begfns.
And do you fink when he's growed up
He'll always talk In twinsi
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There bishop of old.
Who had the Rhine stronghold
When the folks had no grain they begged him in vain
For share of his grain and his gold!
Now simply the truth of the matter
Is, the bishop grew fatter and fatter
Kept all that he had, and was stingy and bad
A horrid old man, Bishop Hatto!
When the poor asked for bread, he said mo!
To starvation the beggars may go!
1t is nothing to me how hungry they bel
I'd as soon feed the rats-I would SOP
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seen. The little girl lay perfectly quiet.
stunned by her fall. Sinclair hesitated only
a moment Picking her up gently. he stag
gered along, hoping for policeman. None
came. His burden was heavy, but
he did not dare to stop. If only some per-
son would come along! Suppose the little
girl should die. His own home was only
few steps further, and with great difficulty
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-10-20

And many were the pleasant days SIN
clair spent in Aunt Patty's big home, and
when Elsie went back to Denver and her
grandfather. 1t was with a promise that
Brother Clair should come out to visit
her IL grandfather could be persuaded to
get him pass on the railroad.
Sinclair has decided that things do some
times happen after all.
Tombstone epitaph., 1906-06-24
The Passing of
 Mrs. A. H. Thompson

Yesterday afternoon Mrs A. H.
 Thompson di. d at her home after an
 illness of several mont:s The de- nise of this est emt d resident mark.
 he passing of another pioneer O: Tombstone and her kindly face will be
 ad!y missed by the community am. ng ,h"m she quietly resided with her 'amiiy for 6" many years. She lived the allotted span of life three .core and ten year, aud brav-ly met lies duties aud Cares with christian forti- tude aud woms'ly kindness. The funeral was held ', day fir m the Con. gregstionai church and tribute ol respect to the memory of the depart
 ed ~ss manif st by the large at. tendance oi friends q. the last sad rites. Dec-asei leaves two sons
 Gsnrge aHd Allan Tn mps n, to mourn her loss, and the PRosPEcTnH j'ins tue community in ex end ng heartfelt sympathy to the bereaved
Tombstone epitaph., 1906-06-24
Negroes For the
 Sonora Country

Miss s.'ppi Valley negroes TOT rail- roaJ work m Mexico Is an experiment. which will he tried hy the Sou h-rn P, cifc on is road from Gnay mas t. Guadalajs jsra. B,twe. 300 and 4tU oi tie d,rk-.kinn.d rep. .es-ntatives of Southern Missouri, Arkansas, Ten nes-ee and neigh oring Southern St .tes aill te brought to Arizona ai d sent to GuaS mas with grad ng outfits which have been engaged from Ar kar,as.
 That the negroes will be we'll able to stand the heat of Sonora the rail- road people h lieve, ior persons wfo have te, along :he Y.qni Valley in Sonora and who have so spent some time along the Mississippi in summer .tate that the heat of Sonora is far | les tryir than that of tie Mississip- pi Valley.
 IL has 'a en arn'd that the road wi he completed a- far as Alsmos by February l. Alanios Is l75 miles from Guaymas. The road a ong this section runs through the heart of the 1 Yaqni country.
Tombstone epitaph., 1906-06-24
Heat Too Intense
 For Mexicans
The Phoenix Enterprise savs:

The Phoenix Enterprise says:
 News reached this c.ty tnd~y that nifty Mexi an lahOrers who had he. n wnuki go the Ari. ma ard CalIsoI- m rail'osd just west "f Salome. had ,uit work on account of the int. ns- heat.
 The me were carrying new rails and they claim thit after the ste, had been in the sun few hours il hrcame so hot th,t man could not touch it without blistering h S Ina rds.
 All the men who quit had hsen in the employ of the A rizHna and Caii. Ornia for some time, and all were ons'antly complaining vf burn. d ar.d I -tered hands. The rlcn work d l"ng until last Saturday ard tl., T nit. They were n dissatisfied 'th the wages paid, but refused .hsoIutely to carry any of the hot -ails
Tombstone epitaph., 1906-06-24
Fast Ocean Steamer

An inventor has designed ship, or rather he has sppli d a syetem "f electrical propulsion to hi. invention which he teiieves xili cr"ss the Allan. tic m three days Whether 1t wIli be a sue csc Vr nut remains to be seen The success of Hostetter's Stomach BitteIs as a family med c,n- has been firmly established tor over 5iI years, so that then you take it you c,n rest a-sured that iI Is the best that science can pro duce. It Is IA specific remedy f"r poor appetite, insomnia, sick or nervous headache, bleacning, bioating, heart burn fl itulency, ,dy-peps a, indigestion costiv-ness, female iils, or malaria fever and ague Therefore we urge you to try a bottle of Hostetter's Stomach B,tts rs xt one. Good health will be
 your sure rews d. The genuine hss our Private Stamp Over the neck o the bottle.
Tombstone epitaph., 1906-06-24
A Receivership For
 PinaI Copper Co.

A St Louis, Mo, dispsic'i ss,s; A pett "n asking for receiver 't
 he Pimai Copper company WAS iil' here toi.v y ert X. Can,pn Il P,trsiurg snd J mes <. r Bag . c. Wa d and ". B Nicb |. of ln- c,nnati, stpckhu d ITS i. tI' com p-ny
 The triz. na B n ger C"pprr pany is m d c.,dei. nd n, as are d
 < Charles \. Lenp, W NJ. Kus " A ktmner-r. G-n -ge B. T. ssd,! all St. Loi,s bu-incss men, who -' m d AS dlfector. Id e h-. company Is capitalized at S2 O0OUt Pr or to ecenne 1, l9h3. the pc i,io. -tate-, there was compliant among the st. ch ho ders of the copper con.' l'any as tI it's manag 'msht,
 On that date the directors bOng!.' in the stock of the cOmpla ming st. ok holders, and short time later, 1t is charged, issued sl25 ,0Oo m bonds tu cover rhe expenditures of the stock. The copper company was then. it is alleged, sold the A'iz ma Banner Copper company, but the terrhs of the sale were such that the bonds were not affected by it.
 The petition says that this was a simulat, d ralr, and asks that the bond issue. the mortgage securing 1t, and the sale he declared void that the de. feLdants be rsstaint d from the sale oi the copper cOmpany's property, and that a r.ceiv.r be appo uttd.