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Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1909-06-11
y MARGARET MAYO
COPYRIGHT. 1908. BY DoDD. MEAD AND COMPANY

an old circus song that the children
had learned to love, and the little ones
huddled about her In a circle to hear
of the wonderful "van Amberg" who
used to walk right into the lions cage
and put his head in the lions mouth"
The children were in a state of nerves
that did credit to Polly as an enter.
tainer when Hasty broke In upon the
song.
when yo' get a minute I want ter
tell yo' somethin'.'
II have one right now" And, turn
ing to the eager mites at her side, Pol
ly told them to run along into the
grove and that she'd come pretty soop
to teach them a new game.
The youngsters went screaming and
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laughing on their way, and she breath
ed a sigh of relief as she threw herself
down on the rustic seat that encircled
the elm tree.
what is it, Hasty1" she asked, sus-
pecting that he was In trouble with
Mandy.
TITS bout de circus,s Hasty inform
ed her bluntly.
1.-The circus7 r She rose and crossed
to him quickly.
TITS in wakeffeld-an' mex month
it's a-comin' here"
"Here?" Polly gasped.
II thought yo'd want ter know"
said Hasty, a little surprised at her
lack of enthusiasm.
Eyes, of course" She turned away
and pretended to. look at the flowers.
"Don' youse tell Mandy I been talkin'
bout dat circus,'' said Hasty uneasily.
He was beginning to fear that he had
made a mistake, but before Polly could
answer Mandy came out of the house,
carrying baskets of food, which Has
ty was to take to the Sunday school
room. She looked at the girls trou-
bled face and dropping shoulders in
surprise.
what make yo' look so serious.
honeyT'
"Just thinking" said Polly absently.
MY Don yo' look fine In your new
dressi' She was anxious to draw the
girl out of her reverie.
do you like it?" Polly asked ca
gerly, forgetting her depression of a
moment before. do you think Mr..
John will like it?'
'Massa John? Mercy mel He neb-
Der takes no notice OBJ dem things. |
done got a bran, spankfn' new ALA
paca one time, an do you think he
ebber seed 1t? Lawsy, no! We might
jes' well be goin' roun' like Mudder
Eve for all dat mar know" Polly
looked disappointed. But udder folks
Sees" Mandy continued comfortingly,
IAN yo' certainly look mighty fine.
Why, youse Just IS good now as yo'
was afore yo' got hurtedr
Eyes, I'm well now and able to work
again" There was no enthusiasm In
her tone, for Hasty's news had made
her realize how unwelcome the old life
would be to her.
work Yo' does work all de time.
Ny stars, de help yo' is to Massa
joint"
"Do you think SO? Do l help himl
Do IT'
"Of course yo' does. Yo tells him
things to do in Sunday school what the
ehfllun like, an yo' learns him to
laugh an 10y himself an a lot Of
things what nobody else could a-learned
pim."
you mustn't say learned him.
Polly corrected. you must say taught
him. You can't learn anybody any
thing. You can only teach them"
"Lordy sakes! l didn't know dat"
She rolled her large eyes at her young
instructress and saw that Polly looked
very serious. "She's gwine ter have
anudder n a dem 'ticiar spells"
thought Mandy, and she made ready to
protest.
'6ee here, amt you nebber"-
She was interrupted by q quick
Have you never" from Polly.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1909-06-11

DOUGLAS was turning toward
the house when the Widow
Wiloughby came through the
u wicker gate to the left of the
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1T done make no difference what yo'
say" Mandy snapped. 80 long as
folks understands yo'.' She always
grew FESTIVE under these ordeals, but
Polly's firm controlled manner gener-
ally conquered.
"Oh. yes, it does" answered Polly.
"I used to think it didn't. but 1t does.
You have to say things In a certain
way or folks look down on you"
"I's satisfied de way | be-" declared
Mandy as she pumped herself down
on the garden bench and began to
idget with resentment.
"The way l am" Polly persisted
sweetly.
"See here. chile, is dat why yo'
been ~a-settin' nm NIGHTS nm keenin' de
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Mos 4 o'clock an dat Sunday school
room amt ready yet"
Hasty picked up the empty box and
the stepladder and went GU through
the gate. He had barely disappeared
when a peal OF laughter was heard
from the hillside, and before Mandy
could get out of the way the young.
sters came tumbling down the path
again.
"Lawsy, lawsyf" she gasped as Polly
circled around her, lodging the chill
dren- "Youse cheeks is red as piniesl
honey"
Tag: you're itr Polly cried as she
touched the widows auburn haired of.
spring on the sleeve. There was much
weiling when While passed the tag to
little Jennie, the smallest girl in the
crowd.
II wont play no more" she sobbed,
~'cause rs always It"
[ To comfort her Polly began to sins
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"But / wants her," Hasty insisted.
SIS been on very 'ticular business
what she ought to know bout"
"BusinessT she repeated. what
kind OBJ business"
81 got to fix de Sunday school ROOM"
said Hasty as he perceived her grow
ing curiosity.
you come heah, nigger" Mandy
called, determined that none of the
village doings should escape her. "Out
wild it!s
"Well, it's bout de circus" Hasty
answered, seating himself again on the
box. "Dey's shown in Wakefield to-
night, an next month days comm
here
dat same circus what Miss Polly
used to be widr' Mandy's eyes grew
large with curiosity.
very sama and H6sty nodded
mysteriously.
How yo' know dat7' Mandy was
uncertain whether to believe him.
"'Cause da's a big red wagon down.
town wild de name OBJ de show painted
On 1t. It's de advertiser one what
goes ahead wild all de pictures what
dey pastes up
AN yo' been hangin' roun' dat
wagonr"
T done thought Miss Polly might
want to know"
'See here, lazy Niger, dom yo' &c
putin no circus notions into Miss Pol
ly's head. She don are no more
bout dem things since her Uncle Toby
done die. She done been satisfied righi
whar she am. Jes' yo' let her be-"
81 amt done nothin'," Hasty pro
tested.
'Nebber do do nothin'," growled Man
dy. go long now an get a-work
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my children do not play In promtsctt-
Gus games," said the aotdos1 tctly.
shook their heads at his hopeless stu
pidity.
Strong was not accustomed to crit
icism. He prided himself upon his
acuteness and was, above all, vain
about his connection with the church.
He looked from one woman to the 9TH
er. He was seething with helpless
rage. The little deacon at his side
coughed n~ervously. Strong's pent-up
wrath exploded. "Why didn't you tell
me, Elyerson, that people was a-talk-
IMP" he roared in the frightened mans
ear.
Elverson sputtered and stammered.
but nothing definite came of the
sounds; so Strong again turned to Miss
Perkins:
what is goin' on?" he demanded.
The spinster shrugged her shoulders
and lifted her eyes heavenward, know
ing that nothing could so madden the
deacon as this mysterious inference of
things too terrible to mention. She
was right. Strong uttered a desperate
"Bahr' and began pacing up and down
the garden with reckless strides.
Mrs. Willoughby watched him with
secret delight. and when be came to
a halt she wriggled to his side with
simpering sweetness.
what could folks say?" she asked.
a minister and 4 young @4eds gin
living here like this with no one to-
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.so4Fol

Are you a subscriber to the JOUR-
NAL? 1t will pay any person big who
owns a lot or has business interests
on the island to invest a dollar q year
for the paper to visit you weekly and
keep informed of the doings here.
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Continued from last week
SYNOPSIS

Chapter Polly, a child of the cir
GUS, is brought up by Toby, a clown,
and by q boss canvasman called "Muv-
yer Jim.n She learns to ride Bingo, a
circus horse, and grows to womanhood
knowing no life except that of the cir
cus. ia church neal the circus lot
interests Polly. Jim reproves her for
her reckless riding. III-Polly urges
Bingo to unprecedented speed and
falls. Toby and Jim carry the injured
girl t o the parsonage nearby. IV-The
Rev. John Douglas, much to Deacon
Elverson's disgust, takes Polly into the
parsonage. Toby and "Muvver Jim"
are received kindly by Douglas, who
has placed Polly In charge of his col
ored servant, Mandy. Douglas prom
ises to care for the girl until she is well.
V-When Polly becomes conscious she
declares that she must rejoin the circus
at once. "Are you a sky pilot ?" she
asks the minister. Her mother was
killed riding a circus horse, and her
father ''got his'n in a lions cage"
The minister reads to her about Ruth
and Naomi, and Polly says, II guess
I'd like to hear you SPIEL" VI-Doug-
las offende Deacon Strong by defending
boys who play baseball on Sunday.
VII-Polly receivers her health, but is
saddened by the death of Toby. Jim
sends the news and promises to keep in
touch with her.
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interrupted Mandy disgustedly.

Her 'don'tsT"
"She done been set-slt-settin' up
nights tryin' ter learn what yo' done
tole her." suffered Mandy.
Dear little Polly" he murmured,
then closed the book and put 1t into
his pocket
The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1909-09-09

Copyright, 1902, by w. r. Hearst.)
J And the angel took the censor and
filled 1T with fire at the altar, and cast it
into the earth" Over the sacred spot
whore a golden censer had rested in the
ground arose one of the most magnificent
cathedrals in northern Mexico. Though
rich In adornment, with priceless altar
treasures and aluable paintings. its most
priced possession was the colder censor
discovered by it's founder. The blessings
that had enriched the great stone church
and the small community were credited
to the angel gift. 1t was carefully guard
ed by an aged priest.
Night descended upon the vast, empty
vault of the cathedral. Great patches Of
moonlight fell from windows far above
the ground upon the white marble slabs
of the flooring. In a square of unearthly
blue light shone the golden censor. A veil
of feecy cloud swept lightly across the
face of the moon, and when the blue light
, again rested on the golden and gemmed
articles of the altar the censer had disap-
! peared.
The widest CONSERVATION prevailed
when morning light discovered the theft.
Only the old priest remained calm and I'M
moved. There was a strange woman In
town. She had come in advance of the
party of Ell Toreador. People had noticed
her as IN unusually tall woman for one
of Spanish race, dressed in black and
heavily yelled. She was a devout wor-
shipper. daily polishing with her knees
the marble floor of the cathedral from the
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great carved door to the golden altar rail.
The day of the great loss she did not at
tend service, and it was found that she
had left town.
Your punishment shall fit the crime for
neglect of duty" pronounced the Judge
when the aged priest was arraigned be-
fore him.
The priest tapped his forehead TRANCE
ly. Then he spoke slowly. THE thief will
surely die. He who fills a holy vessel with
a strange fire shall perish by violence"
The wise men listened to the priest pity
ingly. Had he gone mad and hidden the
censor? They would keep him under strict
surveillance. On his way to the monas-
terry he asked for Manuel, a pretty choir
boy. An hour afterward Manuel left the
priests room. He was Immediately ques-
toned by priests and persons in authority.
Eel Padre has found the thief
Who is he?'
II do not know, though Ell Padre says
I told him"
Eel Padre is himself the guilty one"
remarked the lawyer.
The door opened and FL Padre APP
preached the suddenly silent group, Come
with me tomorrow afternoon. L shall
point out the thief
The priest returned to his stone cell.
With his gaze riveted on the damp, dreary
WALL, he fell into a deep reverie. The wall
- u oddSS u
tain between him and a cheerless cham
Der. The curtain ~thickened and became
the rising, swaying smoke from the gol-
den censor, resting on the stone floor. In
the midst of a white, curling cloud stood
a woman of wonderful beauty of face n
form. She was thrusting a long sword at
an imaginery enemy. In the background
a gaunt, emaciated man smiled approy-
ingly. There vas a strange resemblance
between the cloud-veiled faces. but the
ravishment of disease had marred the
beauty of the man in the gaudy, striped
serape.
The cloud t%hickened, and the dreamy
eyes of the priest rested on the white
wall. "Manana," he smiled. Tomorrow
we may expect a surprise"
The town forgot its grief in the arrival
Of Ell Toreador, the hero of the arena. 1t
seemed scarcely creditable that his slight
ly built young man possessed sufficient
strength to repel the fierce onslaught OF
bulls, maddened by the torture of ban
d%erillas; yet his fame had spread through
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tracted, and the bull impaled him on his
death dealing horns, tossing him high in
the air. Matadors swarmed over the bar
ricade and baited the bull away from his
out to be butched.
There lay upon the yellow sand a slight
figure with a coil Of black hair ripping
from under a jaunty cap.
"A woman" the crowd shouted.
Silence" commanded the priest. The
angel of death hovers near"
Kind hands succored the dying woman
in the arena, while the priest drew Man
uel and three others into the office.
Ell Padre placed Manuel in a chair and
made a few passes over his face. Child,
where are your"
7 am in a room with a stone floor. A
donble door opens on a court. Through
the gratings in the door, the setting sun
streams blood red. A man who appeare
10 be III lies on a bed. His lips move in
prayer. White smoke curls from under
the bed where the golden censor stands"
The party, staring with fixed eyeballs
at the hypnotized lad, moved with one ac-
cord.
Go on
He sits up, staring wildly. Now he
falls back, m~otionless."
The man is dead" said the priest. His
sister is also dead"
Is the woman in the arena the mans
tS WV SS i6 luONGu
to the door.
She is answered the priest, arousing
Manuel from his sleep.
Yesterday" continued the priest.
through Manuel's eyes L saw Ell Tore
ador and his twin sister. He was in
structing her TN the art of bull fighting.
lei Toreador accepted the challenge to
fight the Texas bull. He hoped thc
wounds from the last encounter would
heal in time. His courageous and we'll
trained sister offered to save his honor
and secure the prize. She knew the vir-
tues of the golden censer-who does not"
and she planned to obtain it, believing
a miracle would be worked in her favor.
She came here and accomplished her sac
religious purpose. This morning the twins
exchanged clothes and arrived in town.
The lawer announced. The woman Is
dead"
The story ends at the hotel said Ell
Padre.
20 la fonda" the party shouted ITO
the hotel!!'
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Mexico.
A bull fight is the usual Sunday after
noon amusement in Mexico. People f1ocked
to the large, stone amphitheater, the are
ma being open to the sky, but the tiers
of seats covered. A stone wall five feet
high protected the people from a mad
rush of ell tero.
This Sunday an unusual interest drew
the crowd because of Ell Toreador, with
whom none could compare Some inferior
fighters tried a little bull batting with
meek-spirited bulls. The crowd grew i'm
patient, and a number arose, drowning
the cry of the vendors of. dulces and
pulque.
The vast amphitheater was ringing with
vlvas and braves when the priest and his
party arrived. Ell Toreador was giving
exhibitions of throwing the lasso on horse
back and on foot. His dress jingled with
reals and pesos as he cast the lasso with
a wrist of steel.
The crowd grew breathless as the door
at the side of the arena was flung open,
and a Texas bull, with flaming eyes and
hoofs that spurned the ground, rushed In
charging upon the toreador. The young
man sprang aside, presenting his crimson
cloak to the bull. The animal was borne
past by the impetus of his charge, but
turned as ON a pivot, and made another
pass at the calm toreador.
as Eel Padre" die, thief of the golden
censer!" he shouted. s.
The attention of Ell Toreador was dis
The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1909-09-09
Why They Didn't Like 1t.
Prom the Taller.
60 fAIl 80 ,n

A story is told Of a well known ac-
tor-manager when on tour last wear
On he first night Of his stay in a GER
tain border town there were cries for
a speech, and at last the genial actor
stepped before the curtain. He thanked
the audience for its gratifying demon
5stration, and let fall in conclusion some
pleasant remarks about the beauties Of
the town, but the speech was received
in frozen silence. When he got behind
the curtain he remarked to- the local
manager that the good people of -
seemed ~singularly unresponsive.
YES" replied the .yo1
sec, your speech was all right except
in n particular. You kept mention
inc a. name of h towisl where You
We're playing last week.
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OPENING OF THE STANDING
ROCK AND CHEYENNE RIVER
INDIAN RESERVATIONS.

The opening of the Standing Rock
and Cheyenne River Indian Reserva-
lions in South Dakota and North Da-
kota in October will give thousands Of
people $50 acres of fertile farming
lands for a small sum per acre.
Aberdeen, South Dakota, on the
CHICAGO, MILWAUKEE & ST. PAUL
RAILWAY, and Mobridge and Lennon,
South Dakota, on the CHICAGO, MIL
wAUKEE & PUGET SOUND RAILWAY, are
points of registration. You can regis
ter any day from Oct. 4 to %. The
drawing will take place at Aberdeen
on October 26.
This land opening will also give you
q splendid opportunity to see. the coun-
try via the new line to the Pacific
Coast.
Descriptive folder free.
F. A. MILLER,
General Passenger Agent. Chicago, Mil
waukee and st. Paul Railway, Chi
cago.
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Convincing Evidence.
From the Pittsburg Press.

lHZ9SaaMiN CAA SAAS iItSpGIS < - HE g
Colonel Plummer, Of New York. .yI,c
hates the sight of an automobile,
bought the other day. a handsome
brown mare to match Barbary Belle,
A day or two later he asked his groom
what he thought Of the new arrival.
John replied:
She's certainly a fine lookin' 'oss,
sir. but I'm afraid her temper's a Bit
too touchy.'
What makes you think 500" asked
the colonel.
She don't appear to take kindly to
nobody. sir; she don't like me to go into
the box to feed her"
"Oh. she'll settle down in a day or
two. The surroundings are strange you
know. I do not think there is anything
wrong with her temper"
Il didn't at first, sir" said John. but
vol see h kicked me out o. the box
twice, and when you comes to think
about it-that's sort o. c%onvincin'.n
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ETHE WILD GEESEA0
~ BY Stanley j. Weyman. 80
tcopyrlght. 1909. by Stanley j. weynan.
CHAPTER discontinued.

fcopyright, 1909. by Stanley ]. Weyman.
CHAPTER discontinued.
Colonel John had risen. He watched
her go with deep feeling; he turned te
his seat again with a sigh. He was 6
shade paler than before. and the eyes
which he bent on the board were darl
with thought. He was unconscious OF
all that passed round him, and. II
aware. he was needless OF the strength
or n passions which she had I'M
bridled-untfl a hand fell on his arm.
de gianced up then and saw that al
fhe men had risen and were looking al
him-even Ulick Sullivan-with dark
races. A passion Of anger clouded
their gaze. Without a word spoken
fhey were of one mind. The hand that
{ouched him trembled. the voice tina
weight OF the speakers feelings.
4oum be leaving here this day." the
mar muttered.
IT, the colonel said. taken by sur
prise. Not at ALL"
I'VE wish you no harm. but tn SEQ
your back"
The colonel, his first wonder sub
oued' looked from one to another. Il
am sure you wish me no harm" he
said
None, but to see your back" fine
man repeated, while his companions
lookcd down at the colonel with a
strange fixedness.
But cannot CO." the colonel an
swered as gently as before.
And why2" the man returned. The
McMurrough was one of the speakers,
put stood behind them, glowing at him
with a dark face.
Because" the colonel answered, II
Am in my duty here. my friends; and
nothing"
H can die the man rcpljed.
breathing hard. The men who were
on the %colonels side of the table leant
more closely about him.
But he seemed unmoved. That" he
replied c~heerfully, lis nothing. To die
IS put an accident. Who dies in his
duty suffers no harm. And were that
not enough-and it is all" he continued
slowly, what harm should happen to
me. a sullivan among Sullivans? Be-
cause L have Jared far and seen much,
am SO changed that, coming back,
! shall find no welcome on the hearth
OF my race and no shelter where my
Fathers lie?
And are not our hearths cold over
many a league? And the graves
Mhisht!" a voice broke in sternIy,
as Uncle Ulick thrust his way through
the group. The man says well!" he
continued. He's a Sullivan
Hes a Protestant"
He is a Sullivan, I say" Uncle
Uifck retorted. were he the blacklist
hereto on the sod! And you. would
you do the foul deed for a woman's wet
eye! Are the hearts OF Kerry turned
as hard az its rocks? Make an end Of
J, paaelns and foolishness! And
you, saInes' McMufrough, these are
WIS iuSn ana TINS IS your house.
v umi yuu pe teillng them at once that
hor r IN, VIZ 20 s.ahaing " him and
rrarn. DC ne a hereto 10 times over?
c.ssn nc e,a an. Is lt Tor raising the
~ nroas ou Sl Michaei from his grave
INT MI, 4.,,..,
rene1nhar AN, ne SAD. You cannot
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The Water Bite,

From the New York Times.
He was 6 years old and had never gazed
into the mystic lens of a microscope.
Several slides containing anima1cula had
been displayed to his astonished vision.
He was too amazed to make any
until he came to one slide that seemed
more wriggly than any of the others. It
was merely a drop of water.
The little fellow gazed at it a long time,
with all its nimble particles of animal life.
and finally exclaimed to his mother:
"Oh. mamma, now 1 know what it Is
that bites when you drink soda water!"
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twentieth centurv Loule.

Philadelphia Inquirer: Johnnie had
been arguing with his mother and had
got rather the worst o [ the interview,
which landed with a sound of smack,
Johnnie said his father, eI'm sur
prised to hear that you have dared to
dispute with your mother
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But she was wrong. pa" replied
Johnnie.
Tina has nothing to do with It,
said the old You might lust az
nee for all that when q woman savs
q thing is so. it Is SO. whether 1t is %
- lot"