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The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1907-05-16

The man who loudly bawls of the tyr
amy of the trusts and who islands pat"
on the tariff issue shows as much judy
ment as the man who fights fire with gas
oline.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1907-05-16

Congressi ,nal junket to Panama, con-
gressional junket to Porto RIGA, con-
gressional junket to Hawaii-and yet
people wonder why those "insular pos
sessions" are retained.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1907-05-16

Pennsylvania republican legislature
has refused to endorse President
Roosevelt for another term. "Roose-
welt luck" is certainly not myth.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1907-05-16

When you find man who is too busy
to think of religion you usually find one
who is afraid to stop and look at his
own record.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1907-05-16

This time there will be no denial of
the story told early every spring to the
effect that "the peach crop is all killed..
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1907-12-27

George, and returned late?" She hest
tated. why, come" said, rallying
her, I'D ha' done the same myself,
although you would not credit it of a
prim and proper youth like me. You
was back late?"
Yes" says she, in low voice.
WELL" said l., ''old hunks shall take
you in, never fear; so come along Of
me, and show me where Nunky lives
and fumes and fuses"
At that l threw Calypsos bride
over my arm, and began to go along
the road, the little miss walking by
my side, something reluctant, as
guessed, but cheering as she went.
Her uncle, says she, was a draper in
the city with good custom and a
deep purse, while this George was
but prentice with small prospects.
well, have no prospects myself"
said I, "but I warrant l can get what
l want in the end IT'S the same with
George. Let him worry at it as dog
bone. I'll wager he is a handsome
fellow to have taken a pretty girls
eyes,"
He is very handsome" says miss,
with enthusiasm; "and he is the best
judge of calico in the city"
D mel" says I, smacking my
thigh as we walked on together quite
friendly, d me! that's the lad for
my money, and I don't wonder at
you.' said 1.
Whereat, poor chit, she brings me
forth tales of her blessed Georges
goodness and estimable virtues, and
how his master trusted him, and how
his neighbors loved him.
WELL" l said, best let 'em not
love him too much, or maybe this par
agon will slip you"
And on that she came to halt, and
falling very tremulous again, pointed
at a house.
"'Tis my uncle's," she says, "but
there are no lights and he is gone to
bed"
$50 shall you," said I, and forthwith
went up and banged upon the door.
Now I could guess very much of
what had happened in that house and
how old hunks had taken a fit of
choler and choking on 1t had sent his
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1907-12-27

gain his spirits. He whistles snatch,
which was his favorite drink.
Irons" says |, "a man Of heart and
tenderness like you would be all agog
to do service to young lady that
was in trouble and l winked at
I'm meaningly across the table.
"Service!" says he, starting up.
"Why, I've just been pining, Dick, all
this time for you to come to it.
What's Dick got?' says 1 to myself,
and says myself to 1: Maybe land ]
hope) he will be for letting me strike
blow in behalf of youth and beauty?
Stab me, Dick! those were my very
words to myself"
WELL" says 1, bluntly, you shall
have your wish, old man. and this
young gentleman, too, who l see is
regularly jumping to join u.s."
Il know not what you mean
suffered the peacock. Having sup.
ped, and being called on to retire to
my lodgings, which is far hence,
will take the opportunity to thank
you, sir, for your hospitality, and be.
gone"
Now at that 1 only confirmed in
the opinion l had formed Of him as
nothing but cur of no spirit: for
here he was willing-nay, anxious, to
fly off and leave his lady in the hands
of those he knew not, with never a
roof to cover her. He had taken a
fear Of Irons. maybe, or perhaps his
suspicion was due to my masterful
air. But 1 was not going to let him
escape that way, specially as he was
a part of the plot 1 was laying against
old Nunkey. So I put my hands on
his shoulder.
"Sit down." said 1, cheerily. "You
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1907-12-27
THE DRAPER'S
NIECE
Copyright, by Joseph B. Bowles.)
A DICK RYDER TALE
" H. b. MARRIOTT.wATSON

her stature, which was small, and her
body, which was slight, but was to be
undeceiyed in that presently.
"'Tis my uncle" she sobbed. "He
has shut the door on me. He will not
let me in. He vows he has done with
me-"
Maybe" said I, "he has some cause
for his anger. But uncles are not hard
masters even to young misses that
know not the world nor their own
minds"
"Nay," she says, che has a reason
for his anger and he will not reient.
He will not have me back" she said
in voice of hesitating timidity; and,
seeming of sudden to have taken in
the shame of her situation, she began
to withdraw into the night.
"Not so fast, young madam" said
l, "you have broken my mares leg, l
believe, and I must have a talk with
you. What's the reason" says I.
She paused, and then in tremulous
quick voice says, "He will not hear
that George Riseley shall marry me"
"Oh, ho!" said I, Il begin to smell
powder. And he has turned you out
of doors?"
NO." she faltered. "He would not
admit me-"
81 begin to see beyond my nose,"
| said; you were walking with this
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1907-12-27
A Parchment.

Laugh today; you may run a nail in
your foot tomorrow.
Be good; it is the only safe invest
ment that pays ten per cent. on the
dollar.
Be kind; it makes your life like a
June day, attracts friends and con-
POUNDS enemies.
Be just; you never can tell how
soon the fellow to whom you were I'M
just will have the screws on you.
Be liberal; you may be hungry your
self some day.
Be joyous; there is but one life to
live and to miss having had any graf
ification out of it is calamity, indeed.
Be true; then you may expect 9TH
ers to be true to you.
Be sincere; others noting your sim
certify, will give you their condolences
and be likewise sincere with you.
Be thoughtful; the iron enters the
soul in after life when we have been
neglectful of those who have loved us.
Be careful; otherwise trouble may
follow in your wake, the con man will
Sell yOu SOlu UTlChS anu Tie pTOuuOtGE
will brand you as an easy mark.
If you smoke, smoke good cigars
and fewer of them.
If you drink, go the linton tenn
perance drinks and stop there. No
man ever built a success on the basis
Of moderate or immoderate drinking
of intoxicating liquors. To trif1e with
them is more dangerous than trying
to count the teeth of buzz-saw in &C
ton.
Don't overeat. Success, money or
fame never brought worn out man
new stomach.
If you can afford good clothes, wear
them; otherwise be happy in what
you can afford. No matter your in
come, select the quiet garb of a gen.
tleman. No man was ever heard very
far by the loudness of his costume.
Live right and give others chance
to do the same. Don't underpay your
employees or overcharge those who
deal with you.
These are simple rules, yet few fol-
low them all. He who does will be
happy and life, to him, will be worth
living.
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ed her hands. "Oh, must thank you,
sir!" she cried.
NAY, never thank me-" said I, "for,
If I mistake not, Old Irons has taken
thanks for us both. and would have
had more IL it had not been for young
Jack-a-dandy."
"Split him!" cries Old Irons.
would had hit him harder"
Hit" she cries, and clutches at
me.
NAY, never fear" I said. Twas
not Irons, but Nunkey's blunderbuss.
Faith, he took both wounds like a
lamb. l would had his courage, and
was to be comforted like him. But
he is in no danger"
"Oh, sir" says she, gratefully, and
If she were fool she was pretty
enough, and her innocence touched
me, for she had scarce understood
anything of what we spoke.
But run home" says I, "and I'll
warrant you'll find him a-rubbing Of
his head, and Nunkey a-hugging him
for Joy and gratitude"
But even ere had finished she was
gone, flying lightly into the grey Of
the coming dawn, and, as heard at.
forwards from Costley, what I had
forecast was pretty accurate. But !
had finished with the miss and the
next business was to divide with Old
Irons. Twas the first time that l
had ever engaged in job with him.
and 1 VOW twill be the last; so sour
Wy was he in the partition. But then,
had always detestation of so un-
gentlemanly game as cracking crihs.
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must not begone till you have put
something inside that brave coat Of
yours. Moreover" says I, here is a
lady in trouble, and if read your hon.
est face Alright, you are not the man
to leave poor maid in the lurch, not
you"
rip me, no!-he's a brave young
gentleman. can see it in his
cheeks" chuckled Old Irons.
II do not know what can be
DONE" said the other, in confusion. II
am willing to help in any way. But
her uncle refuses"
WELL" said I. looking on him at
tentively, you may be thankful that
you have met one who, however infe-
rior in courage does not need to cry
mercy to your wits. For here's my
plan plain and pat" and l gave it
them there and then. It had come
into my head as 1 walked along the
road with Miss Nelly, but had the
whole form perfect only when en-
countered the apprentice and heard
Irons was in the tavern. Old Irons
and we're to make an entry into the
house, and the peacock was to make
the rescue, by which means, as you
will see, the way would be clear for
Nunkey's reconciliation with his
niece's choice. But no sooner had I
told them than cried the peacock,
stammering-
DIT hut
seemly. I will be no party. IT'S time
l was gone home"
"Oh, very WELL" says /, then we
will adventure without you, and it's
I will rescue miss from old Irons"
The girls eyes lighted up. you
will do it, George?" says she beaming.
II believe it will convince my uncle
of all have said of you"
He hesitated, and being pushed into
the corner, knew not what to say
But" says he in a troubled voice,
and glancing from Old Irons to me,
and from me to Old Irons, anxiously.
81 do not know who these gentlemen
are. /"
Sink mel" says Old Irons in a COZ
ening voice, "d'ye think we are really
on the toby? Why bless you, young
master, we are both noblemen in dis
guise, so we are, and would think
shame of this job if 1t was not to
make an honest girl come by her own.
We're only a-posing as crib-crackers,"
says he.
"George!" says the girl, in a voice
of soft entreaty that would have per-
suaded topsman.
mo good will come of it," said he
with an air of protest. Twill fail"
and he cast his eyes in despair.
Agreed like brave lad" said l.,
clapping him on the back; "and you
shall drink to us and success" with
which filled him up a pot of humpty-
dumpty, well laced.
He drank and coughed, but the COM
pound mounting in his blood, fired
him presently, so that he began to
talk lightly and proffer advice and
boast of what he would do and what
part he would take.
why, yes," says Old Irons, "a pis-
tol clapped at the head, and bang goes
the printing, out flows the red blood.
Sink me! there you are as cold as
clay, and with no more life in you
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1907-12-27
AFkJN WITH
HgHT UNCLEN
Copyright: 1907: by Byron Williams
Analvsis
Analysis.

Upon the window-seat they sit
And seek to analyze a kiss
A stalwart youth of psychic mind,
Likewise a most inquiring miss.
She Said:
"a kiss is love expressed, think;
A seal that binds two hearts in one
And VOWS protection through the years
That follow, until life is done.
IF it is not, what think you, pray?
l truly am not versed in this
Is oSculation more or less
Than 1 have said? What is a kiss?"
He Said:
"A kiss is heaven here on earth,
A throb of ecstasy and bliss,
A flash of Paradise regained,
Utopia at last-a kiss
otis nectar of the roses bloom
The brew of Hebes dainty hand,
The fragrance of the mignonette
Distilled through leagues of meadow.
land!
" tbs subtle necromancy's charm
That steals within the human frame
And thrills through every cell and nerve
With f1ushes of impassioned flame!
"'Tis all the world to one who loves
This sanction of his fond caress.
tbs home and peace and hope and faith,
The browning sheaf of happiness!
"And is it all of this?" she asked
With wonder in her pretty face
Alas, I fear extravaganza
Is leading you a merry racew
But when he took her in his arms
Explaining in the good old way,
She bluShed a rOSy red and said.
II understand it perfectly!
But tell me, dear, why linguists fail
To tell the rapture of a kiss?
Are there no words within their ken
To speak a language such as this?"
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1907-12-27
The Literary Life.

was born and raised in the stats
of Iowa and the following from a news
paper of Hawkeyedom reminds me of
the good old days of my early re-
porting:
Some pretty girl has been visiting
Miss Helen Anderson for several weeks,
but the local reporter on the Democrat
Is too bashful to ask her name.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1907-12-27
Cash in Advance.

Some brother editors having Dragged
long and loudly about how much they
had collected on subscriptions, one
North Dakota editor facetiously says:
"The majority of our subscribers have
paid so far in advance that we doubt
II the paper ever gets caught up to
them!"
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1907-12-27
Specific.

The following advertisement APP
pears in Texas newspaper:
Does your baby nurse bottle? If so
90 to Connally and get an alcohol stove.
One minute to heat it-(not the baby but
the food0
The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-09-08

ended. and might know the worst or best.
 T must go. You must leave me. dear,"I said. ''But I've some good news for you when there's time to ex- plain. and a great surprise. can't give you minute until the last for you know I've almost to open the third and fourth acts. But when the cur tain goes down on my death scene, come behind again. I shan't take any calls-after dying, it's too inartistie, isn't it? And I never do. I'll see you for just a few more minutes here. in this room, before I dress to go home.
 For a few minutesr' Raoul caught me up But afterwards? You prom ised me long ago that I should have supper with you at your house-just you and alone together--on the first night of the new play
 My heart gave jump as he remind ed me of this promise. Never before had I forgotten an engagement with Raoul But this time I had forgotten There had been so many miserable things to think of, that they had crowded the one pleasant thing out of my tortured brain. I drew away from him involuntarily with start of surprise.
 "You'd forgottenf' exclaimed Raoul. disappointed and hurt,
 Only for the instant I said, "be- cause I'm hardly myself. I'm tired and excited, unstrung, as I always am on first nights. But--'
 would you rather not be bothered with me?" he asked wistfully, as I paused to think what should do.
 His eyes looked as if the light had suddenly gone out of them. and I couldn't bear that. It might too soon be struck out for ever, and by me.
 Don't say botheredr' l reproached him. That's cruel word The ques- ton is-Im worn outA don't think I shall be able to eAt supper. My maid will want to put me to bed, the minute I get home. Poor old Marianne! She's such a tyrant. when she fancies It's for my good. It generally ends in my obeying her-seldom in her obey ing me. But we'll see how feel when the last acts over. We'll talk of 1t when you come hereafter my death" I tried to laugh, as I made that sorry jest, but I was sorry when made 1t, and my laugh didn't ring true There was a shadow on Raoufs face-that dear, sensitive face of his which shows too much feeling for man in this work a-day strenuous world--but I had little time to comfort him.
 Tt will be like coming to life again, to see you" I said. And now, good bye! no, not goodbye but au revoir."
 I sent him away, and flew into my dressing room next door. where Mari anne was growing very nervous. and aimlessly shifting my make up things on the dressing table, or fusslng with some part of my dress for the next act"
 (Continued TOmOrrOw.)
The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-09-08
Copyright, 1907, by c. N. q A. N

ness; and had 1t not been for the sol- emn warning of the Foreign Secretary, and the ytsk for Maxine, l would giad- ly have put more efficient weapons In Girards hands. by telling him every thing.
 By the time that the detective had been primed with such facts and de- tails as I could give, 1t was past 10 o'clock I could see my way to do nothing more for the moment. and as was half famished, I whizzed back in my hired automobile to the Elysee Palace Hotel. There had food served in my own sitting room, lest George sandford should chance inconveniently upon some acquaintance of Ivor Dun das. in the restaurant. I did not hurry over the meal for all wanted now was to arrive at Maxine de Renzie's house at 12 o'clock, and tell her my news or lack of news. She would be there waiting for me- I was sure, no matter how prompt I might be, for though in ordinary circumstances, after the per- formance of new. play, either Maxine would have gone out to supper, or in- vited guests to sup with her, she would have accepted no invitation. given none, for tonight She would hurry out of the theatre. probably without waiting to remove her stage makeup. and she would go home unaccompahied, except by her maid.
 Maxine lives in charming little, old-fashioned house, set back in Its own garden, a great find" in good quarter of Paris; and her house could be reached in ten minutes drive from my hotel I would not go as far as the gate but would dismiss my cab at the corner of the quiet street, as 1t would not be wise to advertise the fact that Mademoiselle de Renzie was re- ceiving a visit from a young man at midnight. Fifteen minutes would give me plenty of time for all this: there fore, at about 8 quarter to twelve started downstairs, and in the entrance hall almost ran against the last person on earth I expected to see--Diana For rest.
 She was not alone, of course; but for A second or two I saw no one else. There was none other except her pre- cious and beautiful face in the world; and for a wild instant, I asked myself if she had come here to see me, to take back the cruel words of misun- derstanding. and to take me back also But it was only for an instant--a very mad instant
 Then I realized that she couldn't have known I was to be at the Elysee Palace Hotel and that even if she had; she would not have dreamed of coming to me. As common sense swept my brain clear. I saw near the precious and beautiful face, other faces: Lady Lord Mountstuarts, Lisa Drummonds. and Bob West's.
 They were all in evening dress, the ladies in charming wraps which ap- peared to consist mostly of lace and
The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-09-08
CHAPTER VIII

Maxine Acts on the Stage and on.
 How I got through the play on that awful night, I don't know.
 When I went onto the stage to take up my cue, soon after the beginning of the first act, my brain was a blank. I could not remember a single line that I had to say. I couldn't even see through the dazzling mist which float ed before my eyes, to recognize Raoul in the box where I knew he would be sitting unless-something had happen cd. But presently, I was conscious of one pair of hands clapping more than all the rest. Yes, Raoul was there. I felt his love reaching out to me and warming my chilled heart like a ray of sunshine that finds its way through shadows l must not fail. For his sake. I must not fail I never had failed, and I would not now--above all, not now.
 It was the thought of Raoul that gave me back my courage; and though I couldn't have said one word of my part before I came on the stage to an- swer that first cue. by the time the applause had died down enough to let me speak, each line seemed to spring into my mind as 1t was needed Then, got out of myself and into the part. as l always do, but had feared not to do tonight. The audience was mine, to play with as I liked, to make laugh. to make cry. and clap its hands or shout "Brava- bravaw
 Yet for once I feared it, feared that great crowd of people out there, as a lion tanner must at some time or other fear one of hls lions.
 What if they know all I've done? The question flashed across my brain. What if a voice in the auditorium should suddenly shout that Maxine de Renaie had betrayed France for money English money How these hands which applauded would jingle to seize me by the throat and choke my life out.
 still with these thought murmurlng in my head, like a kind of dreadful un- dertone. I went on. An actress can al- ways go on-till she breaks think that she can't be bent. as other women can: and envy the women who haven't had to learn the lesson of hardening themselves. It seems to me that they must suffer less.
 At last came the end of the first act. Rut there were five curtain calls. Five
The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-09-08
frnntinnsdA

N (Continued.)
 4 Al my own hotel enduired of the manager where I could find a good private detective. got an address and naotored to it. the speed pracing my nerves. Fortunately, Gas l thought then) Monsieur Anatole Girard was at home and able to receive me. l was shown into the plain but very neat lit tie sitting-room of a flat on the fifth floor of a big new apartment house. and was impressed at first glance by the clever face of the dark. thin French man who politely, bade me welcome. It was cunning, as well as clever, no doubt: but then, I told myself. 1t was the business of person in Monsieur Girard's profession to be cunning.
 introduced myself as MT. Sandford. The name had been told to give at the Elysee Palace Hotel. This seemed best. as it was in the hotel that I had been recommended to Monsieur Girard, and complications might arise if George Hnudford suddenly turned into Ivor Dundas Besides as there were good many things which I did mot want brought to light. Sandford seemed the man 10 fit the situation. Later he could easily disappear and leave no trace.
 I said that had been robbed of thing which was of immense value to me. but as it was the gift of a lady whose name must nOt vi any 0SSVNiAS appear in the case, I did not wish to consult the police. All I asked of Mon- efeur Cirard's weIl-known ability. was the discovery of the supposed thief, whom I thereupon described. add cd the fact that we had travelled to- Eether, mentioned that I had not sus- pected my loss until I arrived at the Eiysee Palace Hotel.
 Girard listened quietly, evidently re- nIizfng that I talked to him from be- hind q screen of reserve, yet not seek ing to force me to put aside that screen. He asked several intelligent questions, very much to the point, and Ii answered them-as seemed best. When he touched on points which considered too delicate to be handled by stranger, even a detective in my employ, I frankly replied that they had nothing to do with the case in hand. ehruggfng his shoulders almost imper- eeptibfy he took my refusals without comment: and merely bowed when I said that If the scoundrel could be un- earthed within twenty-four hours, would pay a hundred pounds: if within twelve, hundred and fifty; if within six. two hundred. I added that there was not a second to waste, as the fell low might slip out of Paris at any minute: but whatever happened, Mon- eieu Girard was to keep the matter quiet.
 The detective promised to do his best, (which was said to be very good), held out hopes of success, and assured me of his discretion. On the whole I was pleased with him. He looked like man who thoroughly knew his busi-
The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-09-08
Working for Fairbanks.

Omaha, Neb, Sept. 7.-J. P. Good rich of Indianapolis, Republican Na- tional Committeeman from Indiana, is making our of Western States in the interest of Fairbanks as a Presi-
The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-09-08

dential candidate and is holding con- ferences with prominent Republicans in Iowa and Nebraska. There is not even talk that Indiana will not be for Fairbanks next year." said Goodrich. Tt Is solid for him. Taft will never get Indiana.t