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The Washington herald., 1909-04-18
MEANS DOING OUR BEST EVERY DAY
CONFINEMENT.

Contentraent Is natural wealth;
luxury. artificial pOVerty.-SOc-
rates.
The fountain ef content must
spring up in the mind, and he
who has so little knowledge of
human nature as 10 seek hnppi-
ness by changing anything hut
his own disposition viii WuSte
HIS life in fruitless efforts, and
multiply the griefs which he pro-
poses 10 remOge.-JOhnsOn.
The chief secret of comfort lies
In not suffering trifies 90 Vex us,
and In PrudenfIy cuItiVating our
underground Os small pleasures,
since very few great ones, alas!
are let On long Iease.-Sharp.
From IubOr health. from health
cOntentment spring;
COntentment Opes the source Of
every joy-James Bcattie.
Enjoy the present hOsr. be
AhoEktul Tor the past.
And neither fear nor wish the
approaches OF the last.
-COwley.
COntentment furnishes con-
stant Joy. Much eOvetOusnesS,
constant grief. To the content
ed, even poverty il Joy. To the
discORtented. even wealth is a
ysxstiOn.-MinE sum PaOu Keen.
in Chinese Repository.
NRuEht iS had, NIL Is spent.
where our desire II got without
coutent.-ShnkeSpe
Enjoy your own life without
comparing it with that OF an
Other.-COndOreet.
He Is richest who il content
with the least; for content il the
wealth of natlIre.--Soc=ates.
Alas: IL the principles of con-
tentment are not within US. the
height OF station and worldly
grandeur WiII sS soon add a
cubit Ca a mans stature a. TO
his happiResS.-Sterne
Our content in our best having.
shakespeare
The rareSf feeling that ever
lights n human face = the con-
tentment OF n loving sOul.-H.
W. BeScher.
We only see in n lifetime n
dozen faces marked with the
peace of cOntented spirit.-H.
". Beecser-
Contentment consISteth not in
adding more fuel, but I'm taking
away some FIRE; not I'm multiply
ing of wealth. but in subtracfing
mems desEres.-ThOmas Fuller.
The fewer desires, the more
pcace.--Thomas Wilson.
The Washington herald., 1909-04-18
THIS WEEKS PRIZE WINNERS.

FIRST prize S5-Fs H.
Second prize. akonla PHrk.D d
laird S2li
OF 81 Rufus
north"e stella A
Patent Offices Edward F. Fanagany
= - -
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The Decatur.

Everything in nature. from the smallest
plant 10 the human race has TO have a
beginning. nucleus. So in every dispo-
sition there has to be starting point. a
focus, something TO build the founda-
ton upon. and the man or woman who
has cOntentment as a basis for their
characters and dispositions can face the
temptations Of the world boldly and come
out a victor
Contentment is very apt, however, 20 be
wrongly defined. Il does not mean 70
qultely sit back and let things take their
course, believing that whatever comes is
meant 10 be and nothing you can do
viii better this condition or improve your
circumstances, This is not being content:
it is being shiftless and lazy. To be con-
tent is 10 be satisfied; yes. but only sat
The Washington herald., 1909-04-18

Then 20 his poor trade he turned.
BY which the daily bread was earned.
And ever Ger the trade he bent,
And ever lived on earth content.
lie did God 6 WIZ, 20 him al one
II on the earth or in the sun.
Robert Browning.
Mrs. VAN EENSsEIsaER
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II is good for our souls 20 accept our
daily bread as a gift straight from the
hand each day Of our Heavenly Father
II Is good. 10 speak witlEln ourselves our
tkankfulness FOR the work Of the day. the
activities Of body and mind. II is good 20
name our precious ones in the presence Of
the Lord. Every time we say IN our
hearts i thank thee. Heavenly Father
We lift ourselves toward the region OF
perpetual Gladness.-Eliza6eth p. Bond
T. T. WARD.
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"Contentment is not conditioned upon
circumstances. as many people believe
bur IL IS dependent upon character. and
nc who lives fer a great end in life and
beyonG lie viii find that the annoyances.
disappOintments. and leanesseS Of life are
the merest incidents Of the way. They do
not touch the real life: but when q man
plans for this world alone and when the
end OF his ambition and affection and
effort is in banks and bonds and social
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nadL Nd

The contentment that produces tie
happy lot Of which the poet sings IS bonn
only Of such an aI-peuaGing love for
The world and all that is therein. as VII
enable one 10 nestle down 20 a fun en-
1oymert OF the now, with an abiding
iaith IN the futures ability 10 take care
OF Itself and letting THE dead past bury
It's dead Goodness with such content
Ueut Is indeed great gain
GRACE PORTNER HOPKINS.
re- PARK rad
The Washington herald., 1909-04-18

Contentment lightens the burdens OF
our existence and cissipates its shadows.
II catches the reflected light o. heaven
and echoes back its harmonies. thus sup
plying sweet antdOte 20 the troubles OF
earth The dewdrops Of morning Hnger
Eot long; the sunbeams kiss them an
away. HEI.FS A. J0HNSoN
l5ls vermo1t a4erue.
The Washington herald., 1909-04-18

Contentment is a pearl Of great price.
and whoever prOCUres il az the expense O1
ten thousand desires makes q wise and a
happy purChase.-Balguy
KATE FERGUSON.
IL Second stVget northwest.
To possess ICOntentment under all cir
cUmstances always say. Thy viii be
done MARY T. REED.
1lS7 Irving street.
The Washington herald., 1909-04-18

ContentmenJ is an element Of faith.
This faith includes a belief that what
ever is, is the best that could be now.
with a deep feeling OF gratitude TO God
for the gift Of life and to all those human
souls who have sped the Fathers service
and so have helped make present-day life
what II is The deeper the gratitude the
The Washington herald., 1909-04-18

COntentment gives Us crown
Where fortune Oft doth frown.
And contentment IS e part
OF the optimistic heart:
Enough for natures ends.
Something left 10 treat my friends
Nr BELLE EDELIN,
The Washington herald., 1909-04-18

Like the robin redbreast. look up in
Aankfulness around YOU ar your many
lndeserved blessings; and then, with the
The Washington herald., 1909-04-18

One who possesses a Conteuted spirit
las seif-adjustins glasses through when
he views life They magnify all ifs
blessings and pleasures, they enable him
60 see ln the gloom Of trouble the worh-
inEs Of the law Of compensation and
through them he can always catch the
glea of the star Of hope
GEORGE o. CARR.
The Washington herald., 1909-04-18

Contenment Is the appreciation OF the
blessings we have resignation 10 those
We are denied, and whatever our environ
ment may be, 10 be cheerful. and phiI-
osophieaL Then. with a conscience void
Of ofense 10 God and man. happiness is
assured 1i1s ISABEL o. PRICE
Elsel.L u.
The Washington herald., 1909-04-18

A good definition of contentment is
this: The recognition by man Of tie fac,
that every life has troubles of It's own
and that il IS not only a duty but a priv
iese "a do the little things Of Hfe as well
as the great ones. To be ambitious and
content is q message from God to man
kind sent GORDON Il. LYLE.
l0G 9 street northeast.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06

very slowly, not raising his eyes from
the fire. she wants Il divorce, of
course. don't blame her. | can't.
I've been a dog, Tom.
| didn't say anything. The silence
made me uncomfortable. Presently he
spoke again.
II thought | had got used to living
without her and that | wouldn't mind.
But man can't always tell. After all,
it's pretty hard when it comes to the
showdown. But wish she'd had the
papers served yesterday or had waited
until tomorrow" lie leaned forward.
resting his elbows on his knees. This
is our wedding anniversary, Tom
| understood Jack Marryatt we'll
enough to know he'd kick me out of
the room If expressed any sympathy.
He didn't want pity. He wanted some
one to listen while he cursed himself
for strong headed, stubborn brute.
He was partly right, but | didn't be-
lieve he was altogether at fault. |
didn't tell him so: he would have
knocked me down.
So | dressed, and we lit our pipes,
and listened while he talked of her.
No lover ever spoke more reverently
of woman than he did of Amy.
listened 1t was his heart | heard
his big. honest, thrObbing, bruised
heart And as he spoke | saw where
the little thread had crept in-the lit
tie thread of diScord that had grown
to a cable and pulled them apart. Jack
was proud, and 50 was Amy, poor girl
too proud to see and to understand
that, after all, 1t was only a rope OF
sand.
When at last he ceased | gazed out
the window at the moonlight falling
upon the spires and domes and roofs
of San Francisco. Here and there
lights fickercd in the windows. BE.
low In the street occasionally footsteps
passed. Il touring car swept by, or II
hack from which came voices and
laughter.
Presently there drlftcd to us from
an all night restaurant a confusion Of
sounds, which gradually blended, bear
ing to us the melody of Home, Sweet
Home" For a moment Jack listened:
then he closed the window and re-
sumed his seat with sigh. From
afar off, on the still air. came the
deep tone of Il bell striking the hour
one, two, three, four, five. l started
and looked at Jack. 1t was morning,
and it had not seemed an hour! He
walked to window and stood with
his hands behind him, the waning
moonlight fringing his hair with pale
silver.
do not know how long he stood
there My pipe had gone out. The
ashes in the CRATE were dull and life
less. 4 wicked silence seemed to lay
on everything
Suddenly heard q sound as of rush
Ing wind and listened then got to my
feet, only to reel and cling to my chair
The walls trembled and creaked; the
floor rose and fell, a surging sea. The
building shivercd and groaned like
wounded animal. Old man Fear
knocked at the door. Something caught
me up and tossed me In the air, and
! fell-down, down down! Again
was picked up and whirlcd around.
once. twice, then dashed against the
wall. WIS dizzy. My head achcd;
my veins seemed bursting. grabbed
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toward her. His hat was in his hand.
head, and his eyeS-you could see
his soul through his eyes.
"Well?" she said haughtily.
saw Jack stagger. but he caught
himself raised himself up, up, until
he stood six feet and more, magnifi-
cent in his manhood.
"Amy"-his voice was calm in this
hour i belong here with you. 1t may
be the last time, but you'll let me-
Slowly she dropped her eyes, then
raised them. They were full of panic.
Her lips trembled Her small frame
shook
Jack" she cried, Il don't want to
die" She was sobbing.
He placed Il hand under her chin
and, raising her face to his, gaZcd
courage into her eyes.
Come" he said. He spoke firmly.
and she followed us her hand in
Jacks.
From a window we could see in a
dozen places where hell had broken
through-rcd arms that reached up
ward, graSping the sky Above there
was no blue, only low hanging can
opy of smoke, blood red rolling to-
ward the sea. Through the corridors
and up the stairs there seemed to drift
voice that yet was not the voice of
man. for no one could have told whose
voice it was. Shrieking with terror,
trembling with hOpeIeSSneSS, it came:
Fire. Fire. And there is no watcr!'
Set faces met us in the Street-a
food of humanity, Il dumb, sweeping
tide that bore us on and on. For hours
we walked; it seemed a thousand
miles. And always Amy and Jack
We're silent, and always her hand was
in his once | saw him look at her, Il
deep usefulness in his eyes, but he
did not speak. so we trudgcd ON.
Suddenly heard commanding
voice. Back" it cried. Clear the
wayw An automobile shot pasta red
flash. like Il meteor. The wind caught
my light hat and sent it spinning. !
saw Amy grasp Jack by the arm and
cast frightened glance over her
shoulder.
Jack" she whispered. did you see
that-that-in the auto?'
Yes" he said. 1T was dynamite"
She shivcrcd.
Dynamite, and the streets chokcd
with humanity, We knew what 1t
meant. Another hell was to be turned
loose-a he'll TO meet a hell, thought
fast, but did not speak. | could not,
We came to Il small park that over
looked the bay. The waves We're lash
ing themselves into red foam, leaping
high in air and falling in red rain.
The sun was Il copper ball.
We found Il clear spot between two
frees and sat down TO rest. Amy was
quite exhausted Jack famed her
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06
His Fathers Way.

Mr.. jefferson had not been alto
gether an exemplary husband and ia
ther, but he possessed certain engaging
qualities which secured him many
friends and made his death the cause
of sincere mourning to his widow.
mis- Jcff'Son, she's done broke up
over EbncZcr's being took off firm de
pneumony," said one of the neighborS.
"Shc sutt'nly is" said another.
"Mournin round de house all de time
she goes. Why, day befo' yistday
was thar hclpin' her, an she only stop
cryin' once an dat was to spank little
Ebcn for takin' m'lasses out'n de Jug
right into his mouf when her back
was turned.
when she spanked him good an set
HON down she say to me, He makes
me t'ink oh his pa so much l cyan't
bear it" and bus right out cryin'
again"'-Youth's Companion.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06
A Mean Trick.

A lawyer in n London court. defend,
ing a promssory note. went to lunch.
leaving his books and citations on the
table in the courtroom. The opposing
counsel sneakpd back into the room
and changed the places of all his book
marks. In the afternoon the lawyer.
taking up his books. referred the court
to his authorities. His lordShip noted
every volume and page carefully and
took the case under consideration In
rendering his opinion he said:
81 was inclined after hearing argu-
ment of counsel for defendant to non
suit plaintiff. but find after referring
to the authorities quoted by counsel
none of them bear on this case, and |
has been wilfully trying to insult the
court He has referred me to an aC-
ton of an Irishman who sued the pro-
prietor of a monkey for damages for
biting him, to case of arson, one of
burglary, two Of petty larceny and
three divorce cases, none of which
bears on an action to recover on Il
promissory note. Perhaps the groSScSt
insult to the court is referring to
Duck worth versus Bo0zyman,' an ac-
ton charging defendant with breach
of promise Judgment for plaintiff
with costs"
The lawyer never knew what the
matter was and to this day thinks the
judge was out of his mind.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06

iu"5 "", er,nu t" s-: =
dog"
Yes, yes" said t.ai1 ...ly. ''bu:
what do you want lur Iy u..'
lin dog! he repeated she had
none to protect her" Ilr pru- "
God, DO yuu UNDERESTIMATE Ills flc''
was savage; there WAS Il Wild iu'N in
his eyes. IF one hair Of her hoad"
The strong odor If smoke came to
me. could hear the cracking Of
flames. The gong of Il fire cmgiHo
sounded in the distance, drawing near
cr and nearer. Above us, between the
tall buildings. the Sky was Il ribbon a
pink.
In heavens name" cricG, "whcro
is she, jack"
He pointed toward the cross street.
in the middle of the block" he WhiS-
pcrcd, ION the left; Il large red hotel.
Look. Tom. is it thrrcE'
| looked. The air was hazy with
smoke and dust could not see dis
tinctly. But presently it cleared.
YES" | said 1T is there"
l SAW jack drop SNllltl IllIlS Illo MS
pockct-a glittcring barrel.
Side by side we rushed into the hotel
office. 1t was filled with people. They
were running here and there like ants
when You disturb their nest Yet all
was Silcncc-thc silence of intense
fright Amy was not of them. Up
the stairs we dashed, Jack in the lead.
On the third landing we met.
How utterly God forsallcn she looked.
But when she saw Jack she paused
and stood like stag ut bay, her head
poised proudly, her lips trembling, but
voicelcSS, the color coming and going
on her checks, her bosom hcaying.
Through window the red reflection
of the fire Strcamcd. 1t fell upon the
wall behind her a scarlet background
for her raven hair.
caught my breath. She was beau
tiful-bcauiful, could hear my
heart pounding. | could feel my veins
tingle. | forgot the hell that surgcd
around us forgot the red tOngucd
death that was reaching out. | could
see nothing. think Of nothing. but her!
amy Jack was standing notion
less; not upright, like she, but leaning
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06
Mother Was to Blame.

Jock and Annie were to get mar
ried. and she had contidcd to him that
her age was twenty. After the cere-
mony and festivities were over they
both went home and retired for the
night. Annie's mother resided next
door and. being up early the following
morning, thought she would give the
happy couple rap up"
On the way to their door she sud
denly remembered it was Annies
birthday. Knocking loudly at the
door she bawlcd out:
Come away, Annie. Get up! Ye ken
ye're thirty the day"
Jock, who was the first to hear the
voice. astonishcd his mother-in-law by
shouting:
For guidness' sake get up, Annie.
for we've sleepit ten years"
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06
The Finisher.

On board one of Engand's warships
a marine who had said he was by
trade n piano fnisher was employed
with the carpenters crew.
One day the carpenter was sent for
and asked if he could repair hole in
the veneer Of the wardrOom piano,
which had been burnt by an officer
laying down on it a lighted cigar. OF
course he recommended the said ma
rine. who was at once sent for
Somehow. however, work did not
seem to progress. and. being taxed with
the delay. Joe said:
"But this job is not in my line, sir"
Not in your line?" was the reply.
But you said you were a piano fin
isherr'
"Yes. so | was. sir" said he. but
the very last job on the piano is the
taking of it home"
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06
" The y
Book
Vain Sacrifice.

Apropos of examinations and their
terrors, the secretary of the depart
ment of education of New York told
at a dinner an odd story of young
African prince.
This prince" said the secretary,
entered Yale or Harvard | forget
which-and amused himself With mo
torcars and bulldogs till examination
time drew near Examination time
frightened the young prince horribly.
He began to study. and he Cabed
home to the king his father:
Examination next week. Most
difficult Implore aid of gods III my
behalf
"A few days later this reply came
back from the barbarous west coast
monarch:
"'Rites performed. Fourteen picked
youths. all sons of mobiles. have been
sacrificed. Omrns propitious.'
Yet. would you believe it," the sec
retary concluded. "the young prince
flunked."
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06
The Exclusive MESSENGER

"Of al hot weather charities there is
none better than that which gives
Slum children free week in the coun-
try" said an official OF New York's
charity depQrtment,
"If YOU could see some of the poor
little ragamuftins that avail them
selves of this charity! l once witness
ed the assembling Of a couple of hun
drcd of July country weekers. They
were so ragged, SO very, very ragged,
that tiny messenger boy who had Sc
cured ticket gave n start on behold
ing them.
IAN this gang going" l heard him
say to matrOn.
Yes she answered.
The messenger boy mused mo-
ment with knit brows.
"Well, scratch me- he said and
turned on his heel"
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06
Socrates.

The execution of Socrates Is and will
probably always remain one of the
most astounding cni%maS of history
About the greatness and goodness of
the man there is no room for dispute:
that he really corrupted or attempted
to corrupt the Athcnian youth. as was
charged against him by the prosccu-
tion. no one for Il moment believes. and
that he in no way deserved the death
that came to him is universally con
coded. And yet the foremost people
on earth in intellectual accomplish
mcntS decrcCd that he should die. 1t
might have been politics, it might have
been personal spite or jealousy, it
might have been WEAKNESS at his end
less questioning or 1t might have been
the conviction that by his philosophy
he was really destroying the influence
of religion upon the minds OF the
young that lay at the bottom of his
trial and cXecution.-New York Amer
lean
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06

1t has long been known theoretically
that the tides act as brake on the
rotating earth and tend to lengthen
the day. The effect. however, is so
slight that 1t cannot be measured In
any length of time at mans disposal.
1t may be estimated with the aid of
certain assumption, and, using the
data available, W. ID. Macmillan has
recently made the necessary computa-
tion by the formulas used by engi-
ncers. He finds for the Increase of the
length of the day one second in 100000
years.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06
The Poets Retort.

Joaquin Miller was once OvertAkcn
by countryman, who gave him
long ride. Tired at length of convcr-
sation. the poet took a novel from his
pocket
What are you reading?" said the
countryman.
"A novel OF Bret Hartes," said Mr..
Miller.
"Well. now, l don't see how an i'm
mortal being wants to be wasting his
time with such stuff
Are you quite sure" said the poet.
that | am an immortal being?'
"Of course you are"
IF that is the c@se," responded MIL
Ter. 81 don't sec why need be so very
economical OF my time"
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tremblcd. | saw something in her eyes
that made me want to throw up my
hat and yell. Then the blood swept
back into her face and left it glowing
Heaven knows she was beautiful.
That is so,' she said calmly. go.
Jack"
Something came into his throat, but
he swallowed it and walked away-a
man. every inch Il man \ moment
she watched him. her eyes dimming.
then ran and claspcd his arm.
"Oh, Jack" she cried. "be careful"
yes" he answered mechanically,
gazing at the changing shadows In her
hair.
"And-yOu'll come baCk?"
He caught her hand in his and press
ed 1t to his lips
Yes, Amy" he said There was
glory on his face
He hurried away. and as I followed
I saw something drop from the folds
of Amy'S dress. She saw it also ana
blushcd happily. for 1t was Jacks pho
tOgraph.
Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-11-06
One Soul.

Could any little lamp. though lifted high.
Tighten the void abyssos of the sky?
Could faint rose leaf blown into the sea
Perfume the oceans of immensely?
Could one chord sound in melody so far
That all space echoed to the farthest star?
And yet your soul amid the infinite
Makes all n fragrant harmony OF light!
Charles Buxton Going in Century.
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&c rushed into the office.

of her presence as man in mid,desert
quaffs his last drop of water,
Grace saw us coming and met us
in the yard Jack opened the gate
and Amy passed through. saw the
women throw their arms around each
others neck; | heard them sObbing
and turned my back, a smothering in
side of me Presently heard Grace
speak.
"But are you not coming in?" she
said.
"Nn' said Jack firmly. Amy was
ludEing at him, a light in her eyes
had not seen there during the hours
We had been together. Her hands
were clasped In front of her.