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measles or not but / clearly remember that grew
very tired of the suspense l suffered on account
remember that l got weary of it and SO anxious
to have the matter settled one way the other
and promptly, that this anxiety spoiled my days
and my nights. had no pleasure in them.
l made up my mind to end this suspense and be
done with it. Will Bowen was dangerously i'll with
the measles, and thought would go down there
and catch them. l entered the house by the front
way, and slipped along through rooms and halls
keeping sharp watch against discovery, and at last
l reached Wills bed chamber. in the of the
house the second floor, and got into it uncap-
tured. But that as far my victory reached
His mother caught there moment later. and
snatched me out of the house and gave me most
competent ScOlding and drove me away. She was
scared that she could hardly get her words out
and her face was white.
/ saw that must manage better next time. and
! did. l hung about the lane at the of the
house. and watched through cracks in the fence
until l convinced that the conditions
favorable then l slipped through the back yard
and up the back way, and got into the room and
into the bed with Will Bowen without being OBJ
served. l don't know how long was in the bed
/ only remember that Will Bowen. society, had
value for me; for he was too sick to even notice
that l was there. When heard his mother COM
ing, covered up my head; but that device was a
failure. 1t was dead summer time,-the cover was
nothing more than limp blanket sheet, and
anybody could see that there were two of us under
it. 1t didn't remain two very long. Mrs. Bowen
snatched me out of the bed and conducted me home
herself, with grip on my collar which she never
1oosened until she delivered me into my mothers
hands, along with her opinion of that kind of boy
1t was good case of measles that resulted 1t
brought ME within a shade of deaths door. 1t
brought to where l. no longer took any interest
in anything; but, on the contrary, felt total alb
sence of interest-which was most placid and en-
chanting l have never enjoyed anything in my
life any than enjoyed dying that time. l
was. in effect. dying The word had been passed,
and the family notified to assemble around the bed
and see me off. l knew them all. There
doubtfulness in my vision. They were all crying;
but that did not affect me. took but the vaguest
interest in it. and that merely because l was the
center of all this emotional attention and was graft
fed by it and vain of it.
When DR.. Cunningham had made up his mind
that nothing more could be done for me, he put
bags of hot ashes all He put them on
my breast, my wrists. my ankles; and SO,
very much his astonishment, and doubtless to
my regret, he dragged me back into this world and
set going again,
II be eonhraea Sanaay after next
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fortunes. imaginatons became Injured to the
work.
Stupid and unprophetic lads We were doing
this in play and never suspecting. Why, that cave
hollow and all the adjacent hills were made of gold!
But we did not know it. We took it for dirt. We
left its rich secret in its own peaceful possession
and grew up in poverty and went wandering about
the world struggling for bread,-and this because
we had not the gift of prophecy That region was
all dirt and rocks to us yet all 1T needed was to De
gold That is to say. the whole region was cement
mine And they make the finest kind of Portland
cement there now, five thousand barrels day, with
plant that cost two million dollars.
FOR little while Reuel Gridey attended that
school of ours. He was an elderly pupil,-he was
perhaps TWENTY-FIVE twenty-three years Old
Then came the Mexican War, and he volunteered
A company of infantry raised in our town, and
Mr. Hickman, tall straight, handsome athlete OF
twenty-five, made captain OF it, and had
sword by his side and broad yellow stripe down
the leg of his gray pants. And when that company
marched back and forth through the streets in its
smart uniform, which 1t did several times day tor
drill its evoutions attended by all the boys
whenever the school hours permitted. can see
that marching company yet, and can almost feel
again the consuming desire that l had to JOIN It,
But they had no for boys of twelve and thirteen
and before had chance in another war the desire
to kill people to whom had not been introduced
had passed away.
l saw the splendid Hickman in his old age, He
seemed about the Oldest had ever seen-an
amazing and melancholy. contrast with the snowy
young captain mad seen preparing ms warriors Ior
carnage many, many, years before. Hickman
is dead.-it is the old story. AS Susy said What
is it all for?'
Reuel Gridley went away to the wars, and we
heard of him no more for fifteen sixteen years
Then one day in Carson City while l was having
difficulty with editor on the sidewalk-an editor
better built for war than l was,-I heard voice
say, Give him the best you've got, Sam; I'm at
YOUR back!' 1t was Reue Gridley. He said he
had not recognized me by my face but by my drawl-
ing style of speech.
he
that time and presently he lost election bet in
his mining camp, and by the terms Of it he was
obliged to buy ffty-pound sack of self raising
music, and deliver it to the winner of the bet. OF
course the whole camp present and full of fluid
and enthusiasm The winner of the bet put up
the sack at auction for the benefit OF the United
States Sanitary Fund. and sold it.
The excitement grew and grew. The sack was
sold over and again for the benefit OF the
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fund The news of it came to Virginia City by
telegraph 1t produced great enthusiasm -, and
the sack and have an auction in Virginia City.
He brought it. An open barouche was provided.
also brass band. The sack was sold over and over
again at Gold Hill; then was brought up to Virginia
City toward night and sold-and sold again and
again, and still again. netting twenty or thirty
thousand dollars for the Sanitary Fund. Gridley
carried it California and sold it at various
towns. He sold it for large sums in Sacramento
and in San Francisco. He brought it East, sold
it in New York, and in various other cities; then
carried out to great fair at ST. Louis and went
selling it. and finally made it up into small cakes
and sold these at dollar apiece.
Fnst and last, the sack of flour which had origi-
nally cost ten dollars, perhaps, netted more than
Fund Reuel Gridley has been dead these many,
many years,-it is the old story.
IN that school were the first Jews l had ever
SEEN It took me good while to get the
of it. To my fancy they were clothed invlslbly in
the damp and cobwebhy mold OF antiquity They
carried me back to Egypt, and in imagination l
moved among the Pharaohs and all the shadowy
celebrities of that remote age. The name OF the
boys was Levin. We had a collective name for
them which was the only really large and handsome
wittcism that was ever born III that congressional
district. We called them Twentytw .: and even
when the joke was old and had !. been worn thread
to make that it would be understood: Twice
Levin,-twentv-twO
There were other boys whose names remain with
me. Irving Ayres- But matter, he is dead.
Then there was George Butler, whom remember
as child of seven wearing blue leather belt with
brass buckle and hated and envied by all the boys
on account of it. He a nephew of General Ben
Butler, and fought CALAMITY at Balls Bluff and in
several other actions of the Civil War He is dead
long and long ago
Viii Bowen dead long ago., Ed Stevens dead
long ago., and John Briggs special mates of
mine. John is still living
IN 1S45, when l was ten years old. there an
epidemic of measles in the town, and it made
There funeral almost daily, and the mothers
of the town nearly demented with fright My
mother greatly troubled. She worried over
Pamela and Henry and me- and took constant and
extraordinary pains to keep from, coming into
contact with the Contagion.
But upon reflection believed that her judgment
was at fault. 1t seemed to that l could improve
upon it if left to my own devices l cannot re1nem
Der whether l frightened about the
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impressions therefore, when the time arrives for the
aerial guide book, enterprisng publishers offer
ship
Seen from above, the larger cities of the world
present definite color tones. Some blue some
red. some gray; but majority of them green
In few, colors mingled; har-
noniously blended in cases. in others, oddly
contrasted.
The color tone of the city of Washington is green
"a bright, green in June and gradually darken-
ing as the leaves of the trees mature. There are
nearly half million ornamental trees and numerous
extensive parks in the Capital City which accounts
for its color tone. From above the eye looks down
vast of green, along the southern ex-
tremtv of which winds siverv band the Potomac
To the a white island dots the waving mass of
green and little beyond island of glistening
gold shmmers in the sunlight. The first is the
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ming to take notice. Descrip-
tons of balloon trips occa-
sionally contain references to
the color of some city, and i
may not be very long before
some one gives the subject
careful study.
Reference is also made to
the smell of cities; the pre-
dominant odor thrown off by
them. The gases rising from
q ha1Sx, CITY r,a11cf cart a in1,-
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carry odors and the odor of that which most char
acerstic of the place would naturally be stronger
than all the Others and be recognized The of
the dominant odor cannot always be traced, how
ever; for the combining of several odors of nearly
equal strength might produce an odor entirely
different from what would naturally be supposed.
For this it is difficult say why st. Peters
burg smells like old leather. Leather is by means
the characteristic product of that city. Nor
cranberries extensively cultivated in the city OF
Moscow; yet the latter sends up an odor that sug-
gests them. The odor of London that of SCOT,
is easily traced the great volume of smoke thrown
from the factory and even the dwelling chimneys,-
the same smoke that causes the disagreeable fogs
for which that city is noted 1t is this smoke that,
viewed from some distance above, gives London its
blue tone Paris odor Of burning charcoal is quite
readily traced.
The cities of the United States so far has been
observed, have smell peculiarly
their Opportunities for observa-
re ton have not been numerous In
foreign countries. where ballooning is
he while fad; but the fad is rapidly becoming
popular on this side. and there is no
eart aoide doubt that the smell of American
; cities will eventually be recorded SO
the aerial tourist may verify the guide
~ book color description by the sense
of smell.
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gress \ brilliant white dot in the
west, surrounded by specks of yellow
and red, marks the White House
and the cluster of gardens around it.
The color of New York is without a
dominant tone; it is amazingly vari-
colored. If anyone color predominates,
it is a shade of maroon, in which the
new buildings and the parks make dots
Of cream and blue. The shape of the
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WIHEN the airship is
" fact, travellers that
take personally conducted
aerial tours will begin to talk
about the color and smell of
cities, and Baedekers of the
air will include information
on this subject. Aeronauts
are already talking about
these things. They have OBJ
served them while riding in
balloons. and recorded their
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The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20

foot pressed the accelerator and the ear jumper intoits top speed
 She can go!' exclaimed the pretty girl by his side
 Walt moment and you'1 see, re turned the driver proudly.
 The wind vhistled past them Be hind. a cloud of dust hid the read To Che two i'll the car there came only a soft purr of smooth-running ma ehinefy; but they were eating ID dis tance
 "For6.fye. or I'm DutchmaH 's shouted the man as they raced smoothly along
 The words were hardly out of his mouth when d big man with dark mastache Jumped into the road a hundred yards ahead One of his hands was raised in warning. the other held watch smaller man came through the hedge and joined him
 Trapped by Jovei1 cried the mo t5rist For moment he hesitated whether he should stop or not, then be shut eff power and applied the brakes The ear came to a standstiu before the i've men
 This won't 9o said the man with the dark mus;3che in a tone of seseri- ty "po yea know what pace you've beeu go.ug:s He consulted what. to the motorist. was the inevitable police step@wateh
 q say. look here" returned the man on The car trying to bluff Whats your authority for stopping me?'
 Very sorry. sir; county police, you know He extracted printed paper from pocket and held it for a mo. ment before the others eyes. Must do my duty. he added in an apcio. getie tone.
 But We couldn't possibly have been exceeding the speed limit said tae sirl bean. ;ng sweetly CD the dark
The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20
BABY CRIED AND SCRATCHED
All the Time-Covered with Tortur- ing Eczema-Doeter Said Sores Would Last for Years-Per-
 feet Cure by Cuticura.

My baby niece was suffering from that terrible torture, eczema. It was all over her body but the worst was on her face and hands. She cried and scratched all the time and could not sleep night or day from the scratch ing. I had her under the doctors care for a year and a half and he seemed to do her no good I took her to the best doctor in the city and he said that she would have the sores until she was six years old. But if l had depended on the doctor my baby would have lost her mind and died from the want of aid But I used Cutieura Soap and cutieura Ointment and she was cured in three months. Alice L. Dowell, 4769 Easten Ave, St. Louis, Mo, May and 20, 1907."
The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20
Evinn Letter Boxes.

Hungary's postal department has devised d flying letter box to relieve the Buda Pesth postmen, who (writes our correspondent are few in num- bers and have hundreds of flights of stairs to climb in the great tenement houses.
 The new letter box can be sent up to it's destination from the ground aeor by a spring. IT stops al the floor required and remains there until it is empded or until the next delivery, when the postman can. by touching a spring bring il down.
 Each box contains the necessary number of lockers, each fitted with a safety lock. according to the number of residents. The boxes are moved up and down between iron girders by eleetrieity-Da Daily Mail
The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20
When Home Is Not Home.

Mrs Margaret Sangster calls atten. ton to the fact that the home is not a prison nor reformatory- It is well to emphasize the fact that it is not a reformatory and that it should be lib erty hall. where every one may cut as wide a circle as he pleases as long as he dees not cut any other fellow $ circle Many good people seem to have the idea that a home is a re tormatory and that every one except themselves is in need of reform
 Those who are eonstitutionally op- posed to being constantly called to ac- count are not likely to stay in such homes longer than necessity requires
The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20
TRAPPED By JOHN CHESHIRE
By JOHN CHESHIRE
Wopyrisht1

man. "1m sure. policeman, you wouldn't-''
 Timed you over the straight mile, miss. One minute forty three seconds. That makes 1t 35 miles an hour" He pointed down the road My mans posted under the trees wonder and sig naied when you passed him Got the cars number, Williams" ." he asked the little man,
 The little man pulled out dirty notebook and wrote in it hurriedly.
 sIll trouble you for your drivers license, please. sir went on the dark man in a tone of authority.
 The motorist was weighing matters in his mind For answer he beckoned the dark man to his side Just [ word, he said
 Williams, said the dark man. "ster Q one side a moment. Now sir, what is il 2''
 Look here" began the motorist in ah HndeTtone. cant We settle this be tween ourselves. constable2'
 Cant be done. sir. was the reply. made with vigorous shake of the head Then. after pause, Got wit nesses. you see.
 The motorists hand vent to his pocket If a ten dol -
 The dark man shook his head again
 "Twe?e said the motorist.
 The dark man did not seem to hear.
 George The girl whispered something
 eoh. well. was the reply. All right"
 The dark mans hand rested on the mud-guard conveniently near. The little man caught the "ehink"-the un- mistakable 'ehink"-of gold. An open throttle began talking. The dark man stepped aside.
 My mistake. of course. You'll nof hear anything about this little matter. sir he called whimsically after the car az 1t gathered speed.
 For a moment or two they stood in the dusty road silent Then asked the little man: How'd you kid him about the county police?"
 Dog license" said the dark man. m baekin' Velyeteen. Come on.'
The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20
WHEN WALL STREET ls WILD.
Millions at Stake in the Game, But
 There's Little Excitement.

In the arena itself are none of the scenes that one might expect when men see the fortunes of score of years leave their grasp in perhaps an hour, says D. A. Wiley ill Putman's in describing a panic in Wall street. It Is a fine display of nerve which the true American possesses. If anything is needed 10 prove the adage that he is a good loser" a panic day in Wall street is proof enough.
 Again look over the floor. Here is man strolling up and down. hands in pockets. apparently as unconcerned as if pacing the lobby of the hotel with his after-dinner cigar Over in a corner are two others, talking to- gether. They are not smiling, but might be discussing a mere trifie, to judge by their calm attitude The mes senger boys, who seem to be about as numerous as the brokers, go from place to place with the same mechani- cal precision as if it were a 100,00 share day in midsummer and every body gone to the ball game or into the country The men at the posts have no time to go out for luncheon, but munch an apple or sandwich. selling or buying S1 1000 at a bite.
 It is a game with millions in the balance, but no men ever sat around poker table and played for 25-cent corner with less excitement than most of those to whom the toss of a hand in this place may mean the gain or loss of 10,0o0 for their patrons.
 They call this panic day because 12 stocks alone had sold, when the day was oTer, at ten points less than when it began. and because the 2,5o0, 900 shares of stock that had changed ownership during the i've hours were worth S25.000,0 900 less than when the market opened.
 But the man with the watering pot sprinkles the floor just as on other days.
The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20
READ SOMETHING LIKE CIPHER.
Fearful and Wonderful Memorandum
 ef Baltimore Cook.

In the family of a former Bald- moreau now residing in Providence, R. l., there is a middle-aged German weman-a relative of the family-~ho, though having lived in this country over a quarter Of a century has not yet thoroughly mastered the English tongue. The expressions of this reia- tive, who keeps house for the fam fly, sometimes afford much amusement to those unaceustomed to her peculiar ly characteristic pigeon English
 Happening to visit the kitchen seV- eral days ago the head of the house discovered tackled up against the wall a crude memorandum pad. Inquiry developed the fact that it was re- hinder of the days culinary needs This is what was written in e0mbina- ton English-German chirogFaphy on the little sheet:
 Tapioca
 pruns
 corn Starsh
 Shradded Wieth
 Sardien
 saman
 Egs cie
 Salse
 sellerie
 The memorandum was eonfscated and sent to friends of the family in Baltimore It is being preserved as a classic.-Baltimore News.
The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20
As He Understood 1t.


 A youngster who has been living with his grandmother in Nutley, N. J.. was brought to the city for q visit a short time ago, and while here was taken to the theater for the first time in his life In one of the scenes a but Ter comes on the stage and announces, My lord. the carriage waits,
 When the little fellow returned to his grandmother's home he started in at enee to describe to her the play he had seen.
 And then, Granny he said. in his excited description, big man with gold buttons on his coat came on the stage and said: My God, there's a hack outside "-N. Y. Times.
The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20

The man with the dark mustache groaned painfully; the other merely shook his head in silent agreement.
 They were decently clothed but ob- yiogsly depressed in spirits There was that in their deiected attitude which told of disaster. and the way in which the bigger mans hands fidgeted | in his pockets plainly indicated their emptiness.
 Between sunlit but silent fields the l level white road on which they stood l stretched away two miles ahead. where i it's perspective vanished in q point
 What luek'' muttered the dark man for the twentieth time
 Oh dry up, do,' snapped his com panion What's the good of keeping en like thatea
 The chance of 6 lifetime' went on the other in the monotoneHs tone of enc renecting on lost opportunities. To think that We are the only two people in the wnrld-besides the sta ble-Who knew that Velyetecn can win tomorrow Simply And here are We without so much as the railway fare to take us to the meet. ing"
 "You got q watch an chain"
 ePah' Silver Couldn't get dollar on it. and the
 Well. whose fault is it?@ interfrpt- ed the little man viciously. Who would play billiards with a stranger lae+ t,fgIt =at,i tfga a1 a YaIte f,,opav a q well as his own2 Who" He changed his tone to one of ridieule. Nice sort 0 partnership upon my word,"
 The dark man took no notice what eyer of this outpurst.
 "A trial at six in the morning strippedi Us in a straw-stack watch ing the finish. Velyeteen, by ten lengths! Was there ever such luck?' he pondered
 The other turned away with short exclamation of annoyance, went to the side of the road and sat down mood fly. The dark mans lips moved He was making calculations. Presently he looked up; his expression changed; he listened.
 A Spll HulH IOSt pll lIt diI ZNttg faint. very distant-rose and fell again For few moments the dark mans eyes searched the horizon where the road seemed to end. Then he gave q start as black speck showed where earth and sky touched. The hum be- came a rhythmic throb
 By jingo yes, I'll do it,' he said, l,f. h. other man. Quick. quick!a he cried. Behind the hedgei"
 The little man jumped up suddenly. Mediterranean? he asked anxiously.
 Before he was aware of it the dark man had him by the arm and was pull ing him through q gap in the hedge. Down. he admonished. dropping to a crouching attitude.
 The motorist looked along a mile and a half of deserted road.
 That's all right" he said. as his
The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20
,,,..,. u. Huns Out Most.

She was sulhng over a broken res oI,,tion anent late hours, but forget. ting this for one tl' nonce ne saiu'
 Do you know. rling. l never lite If looking at this snapshot of yon
 You might have it framed ana hung m in the lodge, then, she an swered tartly.
The Monticellonian., 1908-02-20
HIS o,lg AVAILABLE ASSET.
Mir. Johnson Willing to Give Weli-Writ-
 ten Note of Hand.

The financial prospects of Mir. Wash lngton Lafayette Johnson were dacid edly clouded, but he still preserved a sanguine spirit, which his friends did not always appreciate.
 Td like to borrow ies a little money ob you" said Mir. Johnson, con fidentially, 10 a friend. Fl wouldn't ax you fo' it. but I ain got single cent left in de worl'."
 What secuIty can you glb me?' asked his friend, without any enthusi- asm
 Why, gib you my note ob hand - and Mir Johnson looked pained and amazed at such a question. T reckon you don know what a good, clear handwriting ] got in de ebening school Youths Companion.