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The Washburn leader., 1908-01-10
His Qualifications.


I am reminded, says writer, of the
little boy who applied for job at a
squires house, where he could earn 8
shillings week by making himself
generally useful.
Squire-Can you clean silver?
Boy-Yes, sir.
"Can you cook and light fires and
sing and dust old china and make
bedsT'
"Oh. yes, sir"
"Can you clean bicycles and repair
punctured tires and tune pianos?"
Certainly. SIR"
"Can you mend electric bells and do
plumbing and gas fitting. teach mod
ern and ancient languages, geography
and the use Of the globes?"
Il can. and also do anything else
that is required
"Then think you will do"
Boy-Thank you, sir. BY the way, IL
your house built on clay soil?
squire-Well, 1t happens that 1t is.
But what has that to do with it?
"Well, thought you would like me
to fill up my spare time by making
bricks" !,
He was not engaged for his inso-
lsnce.-London Answers. !,
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Miss Penelope.
By TROY ALLISON.
1907. by E. c. PARCELS.

She greeted her first an6 only board
er with shy dignity.
II think you will find 1t quiet enough
here, Mr.. Holmes. You said in your
letter that you wanted to get away
from home and the children while you
finished your book"
John Holmes put his suit case down
on the veranda and took the huge
rocker offered by Miss Penelope's col
ored servant, Aunt Dilsey.
1T looks nice and quiet" he said,
taking in the gorgeous coloring Of the
trees and the old fashioned flower gar
den, now gay with dahlias and gerani-
ums. II think will be able to work
after day or SO Of rest and wander
ing through the woods. When got
your mothers answer to my advertise
ment instinctively knew that it was
the right one to accept"
Miss Penelope blushed family.
"Not my mother's-I am your-host-
ess. keep house for my father" She
never in the world would have thought
Of herself as his landlady. "Aunt Dill
sey will render you any necessary serv-
ice. Take Mr.. Holmes suit case, Aunt
Dilsey, and show him his room. Sup
per will be ready in half an hour"
He went upstairs to the front bed
room, rather pleased that he would
have for company at supper pleasing
woman Of perhaps thirty instead Of
the middle aged farmers wife whom
his imagination had pictured.
Miss Penelope, giving final touch
to her supper table, with its centerpiece
of brilliant fall blossoms, talked to her
blind father. "If it's quiet he wants.
he certainly ought to be satisfied. But
he is a much younger man than l ex-
pected have read his last book, and
it doesn't seem that such jolly look
ing man could have written books so
serious.
"He said there were five children at
his house and that their mother be-
lieved that constant exercise of lungs
and muscles was good for their devcl-
opment Well feel really important,
daddy, having real book written in
our house or OH our yeranda or in our
back yard, wherever genius happens to
inspire him." And she ran on merrily,
giving the little details which for the
ten years Of his blindness had been
the pleasure Of her fathers life.
The novel progressed finely in the
next few weeks, and the boarder di-
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HE WATCHED IVY NORRIS COME ON UP THE
RUGGED TRAIL.

LIE WAICdEO 1t4 NOhhloS SoA4E OcN O1 LIN
RUGGED TRAIL.
est edition of her species that ever
struck these foothills. / wonder if She
knows where she is going. Shes a
good ten miles from the ranch house
now and still going on. Well, she's a
pretty interesting stray, and I'm going
to see that she doesn't get entirely
lost"
With this thought Warde Hughes en-
tered another trail, then cautiously
made detour, coming back to the
canyon just above Little Springs. Still
concealed back of some manzanita
bushes, he watched Ivy Norris come
on up the rugged trail. She was sing
ing stanza of an old school song that
he remembered, and the notes floated
up to him on the warm November air
sweet and clear as an Angels song.
Suddenly she ceased, and she glanced
quickly up the slope. Then, catching
up her revolver, she sent shot whiz-
zing off into the chaparral. A tawny
form dropped out of sight down the
ravine.
"Ah," exclaimed the foreman ad-
miringly, "she made Mr.. Coyote hit
the dirt as well as soldier could have
done it,
Guiding the pony to the springs, Ivy
dismounted While Pilot drank in
long, satisfying quahs from one Of the
little springs the young woman looked
about her. noting the steep granite
walls that surrounded her, the deep
azure of the sky and the golden glow
of the sunshine enveloping everything
like loving mother keeping winters
chill at bay. Then she saw Warde
Hughes approaching from an opposite
direction.
"May join you, Miss NorrisY he
asked.
Certainly, Mr.. Hughes" she an
swered. ut is noon, isn't it?'' giving
m odd little squint at the sun as If she
were already enough Of plainswoman
to estimate the time by its elevation.
ut is about $780," said Hughes, with
the old timers accuracy.
'Then It n time for my lunch, and
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darkness of the rainy autumn night.
One night he dropped into fashion
able downtown restaurant for dinner,
and at the next table were big man
and girl in dropping hat of pale
blue. Her gown was Of the same col
or, and around her neck she wore COL
lar of pearls.
She was vision of exquisiteness,
and there was about her a haunting
quality that made Luttrell look at her
more than once. Where had he seen
her?
And even as he questioned the vision
said in clear little voice: "Bob, I do
believe it is raining. If we 60 out, we
will have to have a cab"
It was the girl with the cherry hat.
No other had such voice, and there
was the wavy brown hair. And in the
brilliant light he beheld clearly for the
first time the gray eyes and the deli
cate pink and white Of the oval face.
Why, the little girl was beauty!
"You shall have two cabs if you
wish,' he heard the big man say genial
ly. 1--WE wouldn't want to christen that
stunning gown with rain"
At the sound Of that big, booming
voice Luttrell stared, and then he
bridged the distance between the two
tables and dropped his hand on the
other mans shoulder.
"Bob Raymond" he said, II thought
couldn't be mistaken in the voice.
But you've grown some, Bobbie, since
I used to pitch you off Of the campus
fence"
Raymond wrung his hand, beaming
ISIS" he said to the vision in blue,
"it's Mark Luttrell. You've heard me
tell about our college pranks. Mark,
this is my kid sister,"
She smiled up at Luttrell from un-
der the brim of the broad hat. bob
forgets that am grown up," she said
and Luttrell saw that as yet she had
umbrella episode.
81 remember your picture stood on
Bobs chiffonier," he told her. "You
wore your hair in pigtails, but you
were awfully pretty, and fell in love
with you."
ooh" she said, blushing beautifully
"Sit down and have dinner with u.s.
Raymond insisted. "Felicia and have
the evening before us. It's raining, so
we might as well stay here for
awhile"
He turned to give an order to the
waiter, and Luttrell leaned toward Fe-
licia.
eff you will let me-" he said, 81
will hold my umbrella over the cher
ries."
There was dead silence for a mo-
ment, and then she whispered nervous
ly: "Oh, you are the man! Oh, what
did you think of mey'
II wished that might hold an um-
brella over you for the rest Of my life y
he said fervently.
Her dimples came out in full force.
II am afraid you would get awfully
before his glance.
"Come up and see U.S." Bob said that
night as they parted.
"On one condition." said Luttrell as
he held the fur lined wrap for the vi
sion in blue "that you let me fall in
love with your sister,"
"Felicia" Raymond scoffed. "She's
nothing but kid"
II am old enough to know my own
mind. Bob" said Felicia with spirit.
"And what is your mind?" Luttrell
asked as they went down the hall to-
gether.
Her eyelashes swept her cheeks and
hid her eyes. Il don't know" she said
demurely. "Perhaps-perhaps you had
better come-and find out.''
The Washburn leader., 1908-01-10
A Spelling Reform.

One of the witnesses in q lawsuit,
who had just been sworn, was asked
to give his name. He replied that it
was Hinckley. Then the attorney for
the prosecution requested him to give
his name in full.
Jeffrey Alias Hinckley."
II am not asking you for your alias"
said the lawyer impatiently. "What is
your real name?"
Jeffrey Alias Hinckley."
"No trifling in this court, STRIP stern
ly spoke the judge. (Which is your
right name-Jeffrey or HinckleyY'
"Both Of 'em, your honor"
"Both of them? Which is your sur
name:"
"Hinckley."
"And Jeffrey is your given name?"
''Yes, your honor"
'"rhen what business have you with
an alias?"
81 wish l knew, your honor" said
the witness ruefully. "It isn't my fault"
"What do you mean, sir?' demanded
the judge, who was fast losing his
temper.
81 mean, your honor, that Alias is
my middle name. for some reason
which my parents never explained to
me. I suppose they saw it in print
somewhere and rather liked the looks
Of it. I'd get rid of it If could do
so without the newspapers finding it
out and joshing me about it,"
''The court suggests that hereafter
the witness begin his middle name
with an E instead of an A. Counsel
will proceed with the examination"
said the judge, coughing behind his
ndkerchief.-Youth's Companion.
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Why He Remembered.

The Lawyer (cross examining)-Now.
what did you say your first name was
The Witness Cautiously - Waal,
was baptized John Henry.
The Lawyer-You were, were you
How do you know you were?
The Witness - Waal, I was there.
you know.
The Lawyer-Huh! How do you
know you were?
The Witness-Why, couldn't have
been baptized otherwise. And, besides.
I think can remember it quite well.
The Lawyer-Ho, you do. do you?
The Witness ss-Waal-er-yes.
The Lawyer deeply sarcastic)-Kind-
ly explain to the court and jury, my
friend with the phenomenal memory,
how an infant in arms came to re-
member that ceremony so we'll, will
you?
The Witness-Waal-er-you see,
wasn't baptized until l was eighteen
years old.
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TITS MY BIG BROTHER" SAID THE LITTLE
CLEAR VOICE.
handkerchief and laid it carefully over
the big front bow of her hat 1t left
the cherries out in the rain, but with
a quick glance around she sped up
the sidewalk.
Iuttrell, taking long steps, reached
her without effort. ..
'If you will let me-" he said, II will
hold my umbrella over the cherries
She looked up, startled. In the gloom
she could not see his face, but there
was no hint of disrespect in his voice,
and her hat was new.
"Oh, If you will''- she said in a
prim little way, and for few minutes
they walked on in silence.
1--WE might talk" Luttrell suggested,
"about the weather. It's good con-
ventional subject and won't commit
YOU to anything in the way of ac-
quaintance.'
The girl laughed at that. 81 am not
quite sure. how to treat the situation.
You see, it's little unusual to let Il
man you don't know walk home with
you"
"Suppose we act as if we had known
each other all our lives and say the
things we would say under those cir
cumstances.'
"Under those circumstances" said
the little clear voice in the dark, IL
should say, Goodness, what an awful
night!'"
"And l should say" was Luttrell's
grave response, "'Little friend, why
are you out so late alone?'"
"Oh," came flutteringly, II went to
the library, and when 1 came out it
was almost dark and, to cap the ell
max, 1t rained."
"And your hat would have been ruin
ed If fate had not kept me downtown
late too. And it's such pretty hal" I"
he added reflectively.
.sOh!" said the clear little voice
again, and then there was another 81
lence.
Far up the street under a corner
lamp they could just discern a big
man plodding along, weighted down
by two umbrellas.
"Its my big brother" said the little
clear voice, and then timidly: "Would
you mind-going on alone? You see. he
might not understand my letting you
but my hat is new-and"-
81 understand perfectly" Luttrell
told her. "But big brothers are some
times dense. 1 have little sister my
self, and like to look after her pretty
closely, and that's why looked after
you.'
He had gone into the darkness be-
fore she could thank him. But from
the shadows he watched her fly along
the intervening space and come up to
her big brother. And he heard her say
In that clear little voice: ut was SO
good of you to come after me. Bob"
And then they went along together
through the driving storm. and Luttrell
was left alone.
After that OH his way home from
Office he found himself looking for the
girl with the cherry hat. But girls
came and girls went. but never the
right one, and so the months passed
and the winter came. and there were
no cherries on any of the hats. and
Luttrell gave up his quest in despair.
But always he held In his heart the
memory Of the clear little voice that
The Washburn leader., 1908-01-10

I'm as hungry as that wretched coyote
shot at. 1t is Thanksgiving day. Mr..
Hughes. I have beef sandwiches,
olives, cheese, crackers and some fig
waters in my saddlebags. With New
England hospitality ask you to help
me eat them.'
"While it is not the custom of us cat
tlemen to take lunch at noon," he re-
turned, looking into the bright eyes Of
the little woman before him, II am
glad to break the custom on this occa-
sion by accepting your invitation"
Under live oak they spread the pa
per napkins which Ivy had brought
and arranged the lunch upon them.
Hughes soon caught the happy spirit
Of his companion, and, throwing his
mask Of conscious restraint aside, he
talked and laughed with her with the
pleasure of boy.
'The spring must furnish us tea"
she said, handing Hughes her pretty
silver folding cup. He quickly filled it
from the spring near by. Then he
passed the cup to her. II did not think
Of having company" she said apollo
getically, touching the rim daintily
with her pretty lips. II wish had an
other"
"I'm glad you haven't" protested
Hughes heartily. II like this one BEST"
taking the cup from her hands and
drinking.
For minute Ivy made no reply.
Then she looked at the man sitting op-
posite her as if in doubt of his mean
ing. The next instant she smiled frank
ly and said:
"Well, I think do too"
The half serious simplicity of her
speech amused Hughes, and, throwing
joyment.
"I'm sure we'll get on all right" he
said, still laughing.
Hughes declared there never was
such lunch. The greatest Thanks
giving feast in the land was nothing
compared with this. The cold, pure
water which they slipped in such good
comradeship from the one cup he was
sure outrivaled the nectar Of all the
gods.
All too soon it was finished, and they
sat back under the live oak silent, but
happy. Suddenly Ivy realized it was
midafternoon and she had twelve miles
to ride back to the ranch. Tomorrow
there would be school and the old rou
tine of duties. Today held sunshine,
laughter, joy; the next would be filled
with the daily grind and hard tasks.
Watching her from under the wide
rim of his hat, Warde Hughes saw the
weary expression begin to settle over
Ivy Norris face, and he understood.
Left an orphan after finishing school
his loneliness had driven him west.
Here temperate habits and sterling
principles had won him success. Now
a woman, loving the freedom of his
hills as he loved it, had entered his
life. Suddenly he beheld a vision-a
vision of liberty for both. Immediate
ly he felt an intuition that the loneli-
ness of both was at an end. The new
life of sunshine, the sunshine of a
wonderful love, was glowing for them.
He yearned to tell her, to lift the shad-
ows from the patient face, but the
moment of realization was too blissful
for speech.
"Come," he said at last, springing
up to meet the new life and claim it
for them. Gently he took her hand
and lifted her to her feet. Then, look
ing into her beautiful eyes, he said
eagerly, Little woman, want you to
let me make every day of your life a
Thanksgiving like today
A soft flush stole into her face, but
she did not leave the strong arms
which held her.
The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1908-06-18
EXPIRES
OF PERITONlTIS

New York, June 20. II. p. Bel
mont. died of peritonits following an
operation for appendicitis this mornA
Ing.
Mr.. Belmont was SO years old. He had
not been actively engaged In business
for some years. He was graduated
from the Annapolis naval academy In
1876, served out his two years cruisa
following the graduation and then en-
gagged with his father and brothers in
the banking business.
He was a democrat, and in 1900 was
chosen as a delegate to the democratic
national convention. The same year he
was elected to congress from the Thir-
teenth New York district.
Mr.. Belmont's first marriage was
with Miss Sarah Swan Whitney. now
Mrs. George Rives. His only child.
Mrs. William Burden, died several
months ago. Mr.. Belmont's second mar
riage was with Mrs. Alva E. Smith
Vanderbilt, who, prior to her divorce.
was the wife of w. X. Vanderbilt. Mrs.
Belmont and her two sons. w. K. Van-
1erbtlt, jr., ard Harold Vanderbilt.
we're constantly at Mr.. Belmont's side
from the of his illness to the
critical turn. Mrs. Belmont's daughter
Consuelo, duchess of Marlborough. was
kept constantly advised Of Mr.. Bel
mont's condition.
The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1908-06-18
SHOOTS GIRL WHO
REFUSES TO ELOPE

Danbury. Conn, June ada Potter,
10 years old. a governess IN the homa
Of Robert A. Lake, was shot within
call of several hundred persons in Main
street by Edward Schurman Of Mid
dletown. N. Y, with whom she had re-
fused to elope. At the Danbury hos
pital 1t was said her wound. which 10
Just below the heart, probably would
prove fatal.
Three children who saw the shoot
ing attempted to overpower Schurman.
but he threw them off. They were
Mary Dunleary. 16 years old; her sis
ter, Florence, and Annie Ryer, IA years
old. They were just in front Of tho
Universalist church when they saw
Schurman seize his companion by the
arm and shoot once.
AS the girl fell Mary Dunleary ran
to her help. She caught Schurnan'a
arms as he was about to shoot again
and aided by her companions tried to
take the revolver from him.
Schurman broke away and leaped
over the wall into the church yard. He
forded the river behind the church AMI
escaped.
The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1908-06-18
COURTS
DIVORCED WIFE

London. June 12.-Another phase il
the romantic career OF the beautiful
and fascinating Mrs. Anterior. who
count Of Captain Yarde-Builer, the son
and heir OF Lord Churston, Is said Ia
be IN process OF development.
Thomas James Anterior. the
gallant soldier who sued for divorce
only after his wife's affairs had been
the subject OF discussion and gossip
IN every club in London, Is said to haya
proposed marriage once again. Mira
Atherton is now considering her reply.
Her suit for breach # promise
against Captain Yarde- Buffer was only
brought after she discovered that no
mad secretly married Miss Denise
orme. q highly popular actress. It wae
said before the hearing that in defense
Df his suit h captain would call a.
his principal witness the duke 81
Westminster, h richest peer In Engl
and. The duke was only al when Id
ELL under Mrs. Atherton's spell IN
Cape Town during h Boer war. and
10 have been $250,000. He was NOT
required to testify. !,
Miss Orme's friends regarded her al
Z daring woman when she married
Yarde-Buller after his passionate dec-
.aration Of devotion to Mrs. AthertoH
md his sudden flight from her, but the
match has turned out very happily.
The breach of promise suit was tried
asst December. Mrs. Atherton won IL
put her counsel said she was a woman
of Independent means and asked nd
money damages. Therefore Yarde-
Butler got off by merely paying tho
court costs.
In his suit for divorce Colonel Ather-.
ION produced letters from Yarde-Bul9
Ter to the wife in which he wrote exc
2ressions like this:
II could not owe you more. i trust
you from the bottom Of my heart. Aft
pr all we have gone through you must
love me well enough to stick to ms
forever"
The coloners return to the woman
who has brought SO much notoriety
lpon him is perhaps no more strange
han other i~nfatuations which the fas-
:inating Mrs. Anterior has produced.
The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1908-06-18
CALEB POWERS AND
jim HOWARD RECEIVE
A FULL PARDON
Governor Wilson AbsoIves Men
Accused of GoebeI's
Assassination.

Frankfort, Ky, June 16.-Caleb Pow
GERS and Jim Howard, who were con-
victed of completely in the assassina-
tion Of Senator William Goebel were
pardoned by Governor Wilson today.
Powers was tried four times, the last
trial resulting in a disagreement.
Powers was released from jail at
Georgetown and Howard from the pen
atentiary here this morning.
Howard was alleged to have been
the man who fired the shot that killed
Goebel. He was under a life sentence.
Noted Case.
By announcing the pardon of Pow
ers and Howard, Governor Wilson
closed the last chapter in one of the
most noted criminal cases in the his
tory of the state, in which people in
all sections of the United States have
formally expressed their interest by
signing petitions for a pardon.
In the closing days of January. eight
years ago, while the contest of Will
liam Goebel for the gubernatorial seat
occupied by William S. Taylor was be-
ing heard, Goebel was shot, dying later
from the wound. The shot was be-
lieved to have come from the half open
window of the secretary of states Of
flee, and as Powers then was filing
that position, suspicion at once was di-
rected towards him and his arrest fol-
Bowed.
Four Trials.
Four times has Powers been put on
trial for his life on the charge of COM
plicity in the murder. The first three
trials resulted in his conviction and
sentence, death being the penalty in
two trials. On the fourth trial, which
came after the case had been carried
to the United States court, the Jury
disagreed.
Thereupon efforts for a pardon for
Powers, as well as for Howard, who
had been convicted some years ago on
the charge of completely, were renewed.
Many hundreds of thousands Of sigma
lures Of people of all parties, of all sec.
tions. We're appended to the petitions
that poured in on Governor Wilson,
n for several weeks that official has
been considering the case. His deci-
sion was made known today in the
shape of a lengthy statement Of fact
and his reasons therefor.
In brief the reasons assigned by the
governor for granting the pardons are
that political strife and turmoil exist
ing in the state since the assassination
of Goebel may ease; that he firmly is
convinced that both Powers and How
ard are innocent of the crime charged
against them, n that further prose-
cution and imprisonment YOU be a
great wrong against the peace and well
being of the commonwealth.
The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1908-06-18
BET ON EVERY
RACE DESPITE LAW

New York. June 16.-Between 49,
600 and 10000 people, a bumper
throng for a Friday, %journeyed down
to the Gravesend track yesterday to
see the horses u and. if possible, to
make a wager on their favorites. Six
races were run and six favorites won.
There was betting, too, on every race,
despite the fact that the new Agnew-
Hart anti-gambling lay was In force
and that John Cavanaugh, the master
OF the betting ring, announced that
no speculation should be INDUCED in.
Nine persons were taken into custody
by the police. who, in uniform and
plain clothes. circulated among the
crowd in the betting pavilion. The
prisoners were charged with violating
the new anti-gambling law and each
man was held in $500 bail.
Orlando Jones, one of the leading
members Of the Metropolitan Turf as
sociation, the big bookmakers' club,
was the most prominent of the book
makers arrested.
1t was announced at the track that
James b. Haggin, owner of the Ell
mendorf farm in Kentucky. had de-
cided to send all his yearlings to Eng
land for sale.