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The Virginia enterprise., 1907-03-29
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The PAINTING OF THE PICTURE
By BELLE MANIATES
Copyright. 1905, by Daily Story Pub.Co.)
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1t had been an intensely hot day.
now and then warm puffs of wind
scattered little whirlpoo1s of binding
white dust, but between these puffs
of breezes the leaves only stirred
enough to utter faint whisper. The
hot, close-cropped fields took on their
first suggestion of autumnal anticipa.
tion.
A tall, 1.-the farmer, leaning languid-
ly on his hay fork, was scanning the
country road that passed the field
where he was at work. At last he saw
the looked for cloud of dust, and then
came into his vision the little, fat pony
and wide phaeton which was reined up
at the fence, while a fair-haired girl
called to him. He went up to the side
OF the carriage and while he was talk
Ing to her, he felt that she was fairly
absorbing him with her gaze. He
looked straight into her eyes and in
their shining depths he beheld an ex-
preston of rapture that he had ever
longed to bring there, but he keenly
realized that he was only the sugges.
ton of some intense thought that had
brought this look to her dream-cen-
tered face.
DO you know what has happened,
Dorr? she asked breathlessly.
NO." he said expectantly.
1T has come at last! the inspiration
and idea for my picture-the picture
that Is to be hung and make me
famous. If can only persuade my
model to pose for mel"
II don't see anything picturesque
here, Ruth" he said looking at the
stretch of meadow land, unless you
can paint the heat; that would be
realistic"
1T is to be called" she replied
dreamily 1.-The Last Load. shall
paint the heat, your white horses with
their tired. dropping of the head, the
load of hay, and you with your fork,
just as you stood when l drove up."
Il don't think that will be much of
a picture" he replied discouragingly.
'Wait and see! Will you pose for
me, when your work is droning?"
"Certainly." he replied.
He sighed as she drove away. He
had loved her since he could remem.
Der, but Ruth was heart-whole and
fancy-free AMI entirely devoted to art,
Maybe when I have really accom-.
plished my desire and painted a great
picture will come to care for you.
Dorr, but like You better than any.
One!" ....~.----,.. .~.---
And with this slight announcement.
the hungry-hearted~ young farmer must
be satisfied.
One day Ruth in long-sleeved apron
and atelier manner was before her
easel and Dorr in shirt sleeves with
straw hat tilted on the back of his
head stood. pitchfork in hand, ready
for his A,st pose.
Il feel as did when they inveigled
me into some tableaux at school en-.
tertainment." he said grimly.
"And what is worse, you look it,"
thought Ruth. Before we begin let
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The Silver weddlnas

ounshins and guests. A pleasant room
And <1 fair gifts lying here and there,
M1ch silver and some goodly books,
Win not few bright flowers, where
EVer flowers could find q place.
q man and woman, middle-aged,
stood smiling in each others eyes;
Inc world and worldly things were far
from them. as on that wedding day
lust f1ve and twenty years agone
He stretched toward her his thin
And vein marked hand and touched
Mer Er pretty pink and dimpled palm,
Then drew It swiftly back, az IL
In fear Of sharp obs servant glance.
But no-the echo of the world
That floated to and fro had now
NO curious. new thoughts Of them.
~: f1e drew near once again and said:'
,Dear wife, we must go somewhere soon.
G is flgnt that we should spend with joy
Our last. best, silver honeymoon"
AND she; with happy, ripping laugh
ana mo1stened eyes, agreed;
lets run away this very noon!
Ia "a. like X it we'll. but, dear old love-
her !;Ir hand swept outward to their gifts
~, 1T VIII not be to spend our honey
.I,Wiu .IWiu be to garner in and hold
with glad content our harvest moon."
-Leslie's Weekly.
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Soulful.

= Slender Sarah saw Sandy Simon
sitting sadly. Simon said, Sweet
Sarah, so sunny, sing something soul
full. !" SO Sarah sang Sweet Hearts
STILL" 3 simultaneously Simon sang
stentoriousls s8sz. sss= ( .z.$.s. III /;
Suddenly Sarah stopped singing.
She saw snakes slowly sliding side.
wise. She screamed, Snakes, Simon!
Strike strongly! simon's single shot
struck squareiy Sarah. shud deringly
said, Saved! akillful simon z ]. So.
mon simply said Serving Sarah seems
sweet . sarah simpe Cd / simon stood
stnpidly atari1s Sarah Satfrically
said .sappy aiAao IS lilsnt! skipl5
Simply scookl Simon . ishrsrdly
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A oarret Slave.

They thought not of him ever-in the
garret far above .a
AS ne to1led with all life's pulses ebb.n1
slow; - - =
How he dwelt there in the darkness with
the solemn ghost of love
ana they all made merry down below
(They cared for earthly treasure
With Joy the moments sped;
For they were there for pleasure
And he was there for bread.)
They thought not of him ever as the
music rolled on high
Like reckless, rippled river in its
What to them toiler's dying? "Let him
live or let him die"
SO they all made merry down below.
(Oh, they cared for earthly treasure.
Not aching heart and head;
For they were there for pleasure
And he was there for bread.)
But Time hath his revenges''-unseen a
. dark day waits
The souls that leave the sons of God
In woe
And there'n be later echo from a dim
realms iron gates
They all make merry down below"
Atlanta Constitution.
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Stood speIIbound before the master.
piece.
sketch of herself that a fellow student
at the Academy had made.
Instantly his face grew full of ex-
preston, as she meant it to be, but
still that provoking radiance illumin-
ated it. y
MAY I have it?" he asked.
II have promised it to the artist who
sketched it," she sid, splashing some
brown ochre preparatory to an eye
production. Encouraged by his express
sion she began to paint rapidly, then
relenting, HE was only a mere boy.
OF course, I wouldn't give my picture
to man."
A look like the rushing of sunshine
In a dark place flashed across his
features.
II am only chasing his features from
one expression to another" she
thought ruefully. This see-saw must
stop.
II am going to the city to study
again in October" she said bluntly.
At last! Just the expression she
wanted! Leaving him to. his reflec-
tions and apprehensions. she painted
rapidly and in silence. At the end Of
the afternoon she looked at her work
with satisfaction, but Dorr was disap-
proving.
DO look as glum as that?" he
asked. why didn't you tell me to
look pleasant"
"This expression is more effective
from an artistic standpoint" she said
cheerfully, II feel that I am going to
succeed. and you shall not gaze upon
the picture again until it is hung"
The days and the work went stead.
lily on. Dorr came daily to pose, and
gazed pensively up through the sky
lights of Ruth's studio, seeing in his
gaze visions of harvest meadows ano
pastures green, towering stalks OF corn
bearing their burden of grain which
awaited only the first touch of frost to
bring their fulfillment. And while h>
sat and dreamed and hovered. between
his hopes and his depsair, Ruth paint.
ed as one inspired, putting her whoi.
being and his into the picture.
In October Ruth took the Last
Load" and went to the city. One day
there was an exhibition Of pictures
and her name was on everycnes lips.
Her painting had excited unusual and
marked attention. She. wrote Dorr
and asked him to come and see it. TO.
gether they went to the gallery. It
was quite early-long before the popu-
lar hour for visitors. Dorr stood spell.
bound before the masterpiece. The
meadow, the tottering load of hay and
the tired horses were true to. life, but
his eyes were riveted on the man
standing at the horses heads. The
1.-THE form with shoulders that
seemed made for bulwark, lean
of hip and small of waist
was at once athletic and mag.
netic. A low-setting sun sent slanting
rays where he stood. making the FORK
gracefully poised on his shoulder
CLEAN like gold. In his uplifted face.
the face of man who has toiled the
livelong day was the tenacity Of pur.
pose and the grim constancy that
make men. Behind the weariness and
gravity were nobility and depth d
heart. S.. is.
There was little heartache nndesr.
meath his pleasure ii her success. IS.
Ruth, Z he said wistfully, .R I ala
look nke that-if were Ike that
would yuu care Tor mo ss.ss.9'.
sDorr, tho picture cti1i paiiatsd its4l1f. iaIEnd
Nom svssy sflluS e hs ihl,il
k,sIsyv that I'D sivlaay3
1afsldls. & S q 4
..Rufh!! sasE1s
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;l~tr~e'~'2c.s~~o>~s>~~QN-.
= AN UNEXPECTED LOCATION
By ELLIOT WALKER I
Copyright. 1904. by Daily Story Pub. Coz q
"a ]p"vt~~~eh>>-,san>e->~ejl,sl

Branch looked up from examining
the mortgage deed spread upon his
DESK
A shadow had fallen across the pa.
per, blocking the light from the near
by door Of his dingy private Office.
well, sir!" he interrogated brisk
ly, what can do for you?"
You can give me your hand, Sam"
1T isn't Lewis Wix? Lew! It can't
bet"
"Yes. 1t u.s." laughed the caller. as
Branch sprang up. Same old six
pence. I'm tickled to dea;h to find
you. First thing did when l reached
the city was to hunt a directory. Ran
my finger down the BIS Branch, S
w. & Co.-that's SAM said (, and !
never even stopped for a bite to eat
Your old grip feels good. It's twelve
years since last felt it."
twelve years! Is that so? I'd lost
all track. Sit down, old man. You are
going to lunch with me at my house.
right away. Where have you been?
What do you do? You're looking fat
and gay. Made money? Married?"
"One thing at time." smiled Wix.
"Yes, I'm prosperous at last, after my
ups and downs. Mining properties
solid ones. I've been all over the
West. Denver's my home; that is, as
much of home as have"
mot married, then?'
mo, not yet. Hope to be in due
season. Think I've changed much,
Sam?"
mighty little. Pshaw! you want to
hurry up and settle down. Now, let
me see. I know some nice girls"
Hold on" interrupted Wix, grin.
ming. "The fact is, Sam, I've come
East on that very errand. and"
Il see. I see. And old affair, eh?"
That's it. Dear me! I've got to
locate her. It's SO long since heard,
and she--to tell the truth, wa both
stopped writing years ago. It seemed
so hopeless. l wandering around, Il
poverty-stricken prospector, and the
poor girl, waiting. Those letters grew
to be too narrowing. They dropped
on. simply couldn't bring myself to
worry her with constant reports of
bad luck. Besides, my whereabouts
were uncertain Finally, l wrote her
cousin, who knew of our feelings for
each other, telling him how things
stood. and he was to let me know II
anything happened to her. AS I've
never heard, I'm sure she is still in tho
old town, still waiting"
I'll bet she fs," cried Branch, en-
couragingly. You'll find her, Lew.
She will be lust as young in your
eyes, and yo' in hers. Say! Why
not be married at my house? It's q
real romance. I must tell my wife
about it."
II remember Mrs. Branch and your
wedding. It's splendid of you to be
so kind, Sam. Maybe we'll take up
that offer."
"Dear! Dear! my wedding! Lew.
you didn't know. Of course. I lost
Anna within year. Never thought
to find anyone to take her place, but
I've not regretted my second. step. No
sweeter woman ever lived About
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NJ and Vesuvlus.

l may net bs ~ swift as some are:
may not have the proper swing:
may not strictly be a hummer.
Although inclined to have my fling.
And yet I pride myself on knowing
A valuable thing or three, -.
And II I miss some Of what's going,
Ihats no d1scredit as I see;
Ana I'm glad-caring not q penny
FOR some opinions, not cuss-
MY smoke Is just as black as any
Emitted by Vesavius.
[ may not be the only pebble
Upon the literary beach;
NY voice, to some, may seem treble,
ihough bass it easily can. reach;
may not look bit heroic
Where Is the man of weight who
does?-
Nor smile as grimly as a stole
When stinging ills around me buzz:
But l rejoice to know-and many
Have been delighted, musing thus
MY smoke Is just as black as any
Emitted by Vesuvius.
st. Louis Post-Dispatch.
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The hollowness of their lives loath
come. w. '''..] ~. .'' Il g:
y.As-~fer Jasper Coouradt. Florence
was the first lady from the outer
world he had ever seen and his won.
der knew no bounds. All the women
he had ever seen were Indian
squaws and the few wives Of
the lumbermen and settlers-all
old and of & very different sort than
this dainty bit of Dresden China which
had floated his way. Her daintiness.
her beauty, her culture, her learning,
her marvellous clothes all impressed
him profoundly. AS a whole, she was
mystery to him.
Now, what do you think happened?
OF course, my romantic young wom-
an readers will shout in chorus: He
fell in love with her." And my ro-
mantle young women readers are
right. That is exactly what happened.
He fell in love with her so deeply that
all the sunshine in the world seemed
absorbed in that one little bundle Of
femininity and all the rest Of the
world was dark. -...,..
One day just before the Delamonts
were about to start home the woods.
man took Florence upon . hill which
commanded view of his rough cab
IN, and here he told her OF his love.
II don't reckon you kin love a great
rough 1njun like me-" said he. "And
( don't reckon you could live happy
up here in the woods-tf ye could
you'd make me the happiest man in
the world-but l couldn't let you go
without telling you Of it. want you
always to know that up here in the
woods in a rough little cabin there's 4
heart that's beatin' for you. Ill thu
time. don't know much of the world
and don't reckon I ever could do
much out yonder, but If ever there in
anythin' kin do to make you happier.
lot me know an I'll do it il it can be
done"
And all at once all the world faded
away from Florence save only the
woods and the lake and the little cabin
and the straight, Quivering figure be
fore her. And she knew that tho
world was we'll lost. ! s
"And If ! should stay?" she whis'
l,ered.I. s 's''>~''',.' -~S '.,>:.S-'' i
IF you should. stay?" he repeated,
looking at her in bewilderment. Then
t:ntching the s:gnific canoe Of her flushed
cheeks and her. dropping eyes, he ex-
claimed. "If you will stay will build
the biggest and finest cabin in Ill the
woods, and it will be my thought all
the day and my dream all the night to
learn to make you happy. Will you
can you . He clasped her tight
to him, unresisting.
And stay sbe, did despite Imperative
Papa and hysterical Mamma and
stoyming Aunt Mary and chatterina
sisters aud an amazed world ands .
be-pictured press and "A busy Mrs
Grundy. .z<
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served Wix. gazing about from the
hall; I'll model mine after yours, |

served Wix, gazing about from tho
hall; III model mine after yours,
guess"
The telephone in the corner rang
sharply.
my CALL" said Branch impatiently.
Wait moment"
Hi, wifey!" he shouted in his
CHEEKY way. "I've brought friend to
lunch. Come down."
very soon, DEAR" the clear voice
echoed from some room above.
The husband hung up the receiver
with disguised jerk, after a few
sharp words.
'Thunder!" he snorted. Lew. I
must go back to the Office. The man
can't wait, and the matter is too i'm
portant to go over. I'll return in an
hour"
"1'll go with you," said Wix in a low:
quick whisper. While you are busy,
I've bit of business to attend to-"
mo, Lew; stay and lunch with Mrs.
Branch"
Sam, I'd rather go with you. I
don't wish to be impolite, but
His tone was scarcely audible
well! come along, then. I've got
to hustle" Branch turned to the
stairs.
Jennie" he called, "wajt lunch.
have to see man who just tele-
phoned. Sorry; we'll be back by two
o'clock"
Not waiting for a reply, he hustled
out. Wix was ahead of him.
In silence they hurried along
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS !;
A DAUGHTER OF THE WORLD
f3N0I~~s~v1r~~ss-e0,~>,s.,nl,)
b. LUClU DUMB AR
Copyright 1905, by Daily StorJ Pub. CO. J

When Florence declared she would
rather go to the woods with Papa on
his hunting and fishing trip, than to
90 abroad with Aunt Mary or to Sar-
atoga with Mamma, they all thought
she was crazy.
What in the world one could do to
pass the time. for the life of me; I
can't see," remarked Mamma.
mo comforts, no luxuries, no balls,
no tennis, no golf-nothing that l can
see excepting mosquitoes and bugs
and cheap hotels" added Irene, toss
ing her queenly head.
And no men," concluded Myra.
struggling her shapely shoulders.
Florence laughed good-naturedly.
"Well. it will be different, at any
rate," she responded. I'm tired to
DEATH of Pullman cars and palatial
steamer saloons and stately hotel
rooms and the eternal breakfasting
and luncheon!ng and dining and sup.
ping. Yes, and I'm tired of golf and
tennis and automobiles and balls. And
the men in our set don't interest me,
They're all alike. So I'm going with
Papa and see how he has his fun. It
must be pretty good fun; l notice he
always escapes and goes on his out
ings alone when he gets a decent
chance. Maybe I won't like it, but I'm
going to try it this season anyway.
You girls needn't complain. It will
make one less girl to divide the men
with" -
And so to- the woods went Florence
with Papa. He demurred a bit at
first at the idea of dragging a girl
about with him, but Florence always
had been his favorite and they we're
famous comrades. He would have re.
belled had it been any other woman
In the world, but he knew that Flor
ence was sensible and would mind her
own business and not get in the way.
One of her good qualities-one which
had appealed strongly to him since
she was very little girl, was a GER
tain resourcefulness which enabled her
to be happy and contented with her
own thoughts and occupations without
depending on others. For the rest, he
knew he would enjoy her companion.
ship and her bright wit.
Nor was he disappointed. shestook
pot luck such as the rough hotel Of
fered without murmur. He taught
her to shoot and fish, but she declined
to 60 with him on his fishing and hunt
ing expeditions, realizing that she
would spoil them. They had gone
far into the Northern woods, many
miles from a railroad. to one of these
rare spots which the enthusiastic
sportsman smells out, where all is yet
wild and unbroken by the ravages of
civilization save for rough cabin or
two and the crude log structure la
beled Hotel" Delamont's pater was
an enthusiastic hunter and fisherman,
and each year sought some such spot
and plunged into the hardy out-of-door
life with enthusiasm for some weeks,
recuperating his. tired nerves for the
long months Of fierce professional
work. ~s><. .@.s =.
So day after day he went out with a
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What Bid She Meant

Culu1nbia lin the Gallery 81 the se1.
ate Chamber) to Her Escort Samuel.
dear Why do those men down there
spend 70 many days arguing abdnt
things When do tie results beiin5
@. show
Uneie, Sam with fnasculsls super.
iorityl 5h-h! Ny dear girl! Dom
sppak sorloud. Women cant seemstos
liitsr1tSbd ths Importance q procedp
lng nth deaibsration The millsgp1
~ rod 8 10 81
0olumbi = rs n " 8 ! s.
Arizona republican., 1907-01-14
fR0STS AND DR0UTH
 FLORIDA DRAWBACKS
Peninsuiar State Has Its Occasional Afflietions Just Like Any Other. Arizona Oranges Best of All.

George F.. Mowry of this city has a
 relative in Florida with whom he keeps up a regular correspondence and as usual with gentlemen of mature age their letters are confined mainly to practical things. Mir. Mowry. who has
 been hutsling ArizOnian for the last
 forty years very naturally keeps the virtues of this section somewhat to Inc fore and in his letter writing like all AriZonians cannot refrain from saying some good things about the country and forwarding from time. tO time. printed matter that sets forth the facts.
 This relative. cousin. is engaged in
 agricultural pursuits and was formerly
 quite extensively engaged in horticul- ture. He takes a keen interest in mat ters of that kind and is quick to
 grasp comparisons when the facts are placed before him. The following ex- | tracts from a recent letter have been
 secured for publication and will be Of interest to Salt river valley settlers.
 MT. Roger Sherman Lillibridge. the writer, says: "I note your enclosures.
 I see that Arizona oranges sell higher in New York than Floridas. They may be a better grade of fruit. They ship oranges from here too soon and they
 are not ripe enough to be good
 We enjoy your letters very much and hope we may get lots of them yet note what you say of this one being probably the last but so long as there is life there is hope and l will con- tinue to hope until I learn that you have raised the curtain and passed through to the Summerland. We don't | fear the passing through but only cling to life because we are made so. But why discuss the future We know so l little of. Let us live as long as we can, get all out of life We can and
 when we go hence we will meet our loved ones gone before. My belief is
 We will find the friends we want and
 those We don't want will be with their | friends.
 q am going to send you something you never saw in Arizona, Florida
 syrup. just as soon as l can get to ! the mill where it is made.
 We had a cold snap recently, mer- cury went down to 26 above zero; | froze my sweet potatoes, killed my garden and made me use cuss words | That did no good as l can see except to relieve my feelings for the time be- ing. It did not freeze my pigs or hens SO I am trOtting the soil yet. All send love and good wishes for the new year and hope this will find you feel ing better again. We are a long lived stock and don't die young; S5 is my figure and then l will borrow as much more time as I can. Write when you can. etc"
 In another brief letter on Jan. ,, MT. Lillibridge calls attention to a
 Florida drouth in the following lan-
 guage: Tt is hot and dry. no rain
 for months and none in sight" IL is
 apparent therefore that Arizona has
 no corner on dIOuths and even Flori-
 da. which is almost entirely surround
 ed by sea water. has her dry spells.
 Respecting NIT. Mowry, who has been
Arizona republican., 1907-01-14
STRIKE WEST OF PHOENIX.

Gabriel Lopez. who recently diScov- cred group of mines in the country tO the southwest of the old Vulture mine. near the Maricopa- Yuma line. is in Kingman. MT. Lopez Is very en- thusiasJic over the mining outlook of that section and believes he and CO., owners have some of the best pros poets in the territority.-M King man.
Arizona republican., 1907-01-14

When a couple has been engaged" for three or four years their romanCe is as cold as the love in one Of Henry James novels.-Atchison Globe
Arizona republican., 1907-01-14

i'll for a long time. his many friends will be pleased to know that he is considerably better than ne was a few weeks ago though still confined to his home.
Arizona republican., 1907-01-14

When a man buys a new necktie. his wife and daughters look at each other as if they would say: 70, well. papa meant it all right Globe.
Arizona republican., 1907-01-14

No. Maude. dear. a dentist charges by the tooth. not by the acre.-Phiia- delphia Record.