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The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-10-10
then harded IL over 20 his new part
ner. saying:
"r think I never showed you tnis-
Perhaps IL may interest you

Jack read II with = puzzled express
stc1. then IS light broke. he said
NTH feeling:
He did serve me = good turn
L vas Jacks certificate OF charac-
ter.-Temperance Banner.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-10-10

j A few days ago Jack Brandon was
admitted to the bar, taken into part
nership with Judge Cary. Looking
over some old papers, In view of the
new arrangement. the Judge came
across one over which he smiled,
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
.ROBs OWN HOUSE
TO SAVE FAMILY
Chicago Woman FuIfiIIs Compact
Made With an Armed Bur-
glar in the Night.
THREATENS TO KILL
wife Gives Up Own vaiuabies, Babies
Banks, and the Contents Of Her
Husbands Trousers-She Re-
calls NeIghbor's Tragedy.

Chicago.-At two o'clock the other
morning Mrs. John c. Kuhns. whose
husband is assistant purchasing agent
Of a big railroad company. entered
into and carried out the terms Of an
honorable agreement with burglar.
The agreement was made in Mrs.
Kuhns' boudoir at her residence. 1920
Luella avenue. by the glare Of the
burglars flashlight. In a chamber ad-
Joining slept the woman's husband
and her two children In biissful igno-
rance Of what was happening.
The agreement was something like
this: Mrs. Kuhns was not to grow
hysterical. cry out, or waken her hus-
band. In return the burglar was not
to murder Mrs. Kuhns or molest her
husband.
And in the fulfillment of her part OF
the compact Mrs. Kuhns proceeded to
turn over her own valuables, slip into
the chamber beside her sleeping hus-
band, remove his trousers. rife them
Of ten dollars, break open the banks
Of her two babies. push the contents
into the hands of the robber. and then
escort that person to the front door
and bid him good night.
why did do it," Mrs. Kuhns re
peated. Please remember the case
of Clarence d. Hitler year and hall
ago. He was our neighbor. One
night a negro burglar entered the
room of his two daughters in their
house out here. Mr. Hitler. awakened
by his wife and the cries of the chill
fldren, ran up and seized the robber.
Mr.. Hitler was killed. The burglar,
Thomas Jennings. was hanged on
finger print evidence for his murder.
THAT all came to me when saw
the white circle of the burglars elec-
tric lantern creep slowly across my
dressing table. 1 sat up in bed. The
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28

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The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
ThouohtIess Man.

The servants were abed and the
doctor answered the bell himself.
A colored man stood on the steps hold
ing a large package.
rs Miss Matilda, the cook, at home,
sah?" asked the man.
Yes. but she has retired" returned
the doctor.
Can leab dis TO- her. sah?"
Certainly" said the doctor.
He took the bundle from which
flowers and buds were protruding. and
after bidding the man good night care
fully carried 1t to the kitchen, where
he deposited 1t, paper and all, in a pan
of water.
The doctor thought nothing more of
the affair until he heard Matilda's an
cry voice raised in conversation with
the maid.
"Ef 1 had de pusson heah." cried
the cook, dat put my, new spring hat
in dis heah dishpan I'd scald 'em TO-
sho'."
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28

Trying to Train His Shetland Pony.
the world would not make anything of
me If I were selfish and mean and
bad: but, If were dressed in rags.
might. if brave and noble and unset
fish. still become a great and good
man, and do lots of good in the world"
''Did your father say that, kid? honor
bright" and Jacks voice grew husky
with suppressed emotion"
Honor bright, he did" said Cecil
What is he-a preacher? That
sounds like parson talk"
"No-he's just business man"
'Wal. that's business all right, all
right. And | reckon 1t goes. and
means more if business man says 1t
than parson. When business man
says it. he means 1t; but, when a
preacher reels it off. he's just talking
shop"
well my papa said it, aud he does
It too
"Then all I've got to say" sait
Jack earnestly. SIS. that you ought tc
be good and proud of having such {
dad. A man that thinks poor ragged
chap like me can be somebody If h'
keeps straight and clean-why. mai
like that ought to be president"
THAT'S what tell him." answered
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
DOCTORS SHIFT.
Now Gets Along Without Il.

A physician says: Until last fall I
used to eat meat for my breakfast and
suffered with Indigestion until the
meat had passed from the stomach.
Last fall l began the use of Grape
Nuts for breakfast and very soon
found could do without meat. for my
body got all the nourishment neces-
sary from the Grape-Nuts and since
then have not had any Indigestion
and am feeling better and have in
creased in weight.
"Since finding the benefit I derived
from Grape-Nuts have prescribed the
food for all my patients suffering from
Indigestion or overlooking and also
for those recovering from disease
where 1 want food easy to take and
certain to digest and which will not
overtax the stomach.
81 always find the results look for
when I prescribe Grape-Nuts. For
ethical reasons please omit my name"
Name given by mall by Postum Co.,
Battle Creek, Mich.
The reason for the wonderful
amount of nutriment. and the easy
digestion of Grape-Nuts is not hard to
find
In the first place. the starchy part
of the wheat and barley goes through
various processes of cooking, to per-
fectly change the starch into dextrose
or grape-sugar, in which state It is
ready to be easily absorbed by the
blood.
The parts in the wheat and barley
which Nature can make use of for re-
building brain and nerve centers are
retained in this remarkable food, and
thus the human body is supplied with
the powerful strength producers, SO
easily noticed after one has eaten
Grape-Nuts each day for a week or
ten days.
There's reason and 1t is ex-
planned in the little book, "The Road
to Wel1ville." in pkgs.
Ever rend the above Ietterf new
one appears from time to time. They
are genuine, true, and full of human
interest.
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
Just a MonoIogue.

Scene-A cozy room. Mrs. Pansy-
pink sits engrossed in a novel. Time.
2 p. m.
The telephone rings furiously.
Mrs. Pansypink starts, toses he nov
ell aside and argues with herself:
Il wonder who on earth that can be-
My.suppose some accident has happen
ed to Edward! oh, wonder If he is
sick! Maybe momma has had another
spell l hope nothing has happened to
poppa. 1 wonder If it is that Mrs.
Skraggs. She was to get new gown
and suppose she wants to make mo
envious. Or maybe Ella is calling me-
up to make arrangements for the mat
tinee tomorrow. Perhaps Bob has
proposed to Zadie and she wants to
tell me the good news. hope 1t isn't
that gabby old Mrs. Johnson"
She rises and takes the receiver Off
the phone.
"Hello, this is Mrs. Pansypink."
Central-Party got tired and rung
off
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
Some Patriotic
Women of the
r evo1u tion

1t is really very interesting to see
how women are influenced by cir
cumstances. AS we look around upon
our busy self-important. sometimes
frivolous sisters. we can see nothing
heroic about them. Yet l believe that
in every woman's breast there lies the
possibility of great heroism. What she
can do when put to the test is amply
illustrated by the events OF history.
Anecdotes Of the women Of the Revo-
luton, showing what they suffered.
what they thought. what they did. are
positively thrilling. Can we do better.
in time OF prosperity like this. than
to recall to our memory the expert
ences of those women who endured
such hardships for their country's s
sake?
There Is a sprightly conversation
preserved for US In letter from the
fascinating. talented Mrs. Wilkinson
OF Charleston, which shows quite
clearly the attitude of the young ma
irons Of the Revolution toward their
British foe. She is describing her
feelings when asked by an officer to
play the guitar
Il cannot play: am very dull"
How long do you intend to con-
tinue 80. Mrs. Wilkinson"
Until my countrymen return.
sir"
Return as what. madame-prison-
ers or subjects!"
"As conquerors. oir."
He affected laugh.
You will never see that. mad
ame."
II live in hopes, sir. of seeing the
stripes hoisted once more
on the bastions OF this garrison"
DO not hope 30: but come. give
US tune on the guitar"
II can play nothing but rebel
songs"
Thus Mrs. Wilkinson, true to her
hopes and patriotic to the very core
of her being. withstood the advances
of the enemy even along purely per-
sonal lines. She is typical of every
woman OF her day. One of her let
ters-I am only able to quote bits of 1t
lis particularly interesting. for 1t de-
scribes scene familiar to every
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
The Censor,

Eugene Walker is making a great
hit in London with his strong drama.
The Easiest Way" said a manager.
81 dined with Walter at the Cafe
Royal last month. He talked lot
about the English censor.
HE gave me good illustration OF
the grandmotherly way the censor
treats play. He said a playwright
had this passage in a love scene:
""Then. dearest Mabel, we will meet
tonight at 10 in the old lane by the
ruined mill. There should be lovely
moonlight
1.-The censor ran his blue pencil
through this paragraph, and request
ed in the margin that 1t be changed to:
"'Then, Miss Mabel. we will meet
in the garden this afternoon at A.
provided, of course. your mother can
be present. The weather promises to
to be cloudless"
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28

the small boy in velvet proudly. But
he says[what do you think he says.
Jack?-that he would rather have me
the right kind of boy than to be the
president himself"
"Wal. reckon he's got his wish,
rather" and Jack nodded approvingly;
for can tell you what. kid. you've
got more of the right stuff in you than
a dozen OF the usual run OF men have
got: and you've done me more good
today. by Just letting me come In here
and be sort OF pal for half an hour.
than I've ever got out of mission
schools. or Sunday schools. or cross
my-heart' churches. So good-by."
But" Cecil cried. you must not go
without having some of my fireworks.
and shooting on my new brass cannon.
so you can have a Fourth Of your own.
The cannon's beauty; and. for noise.
she's got what l suppose you would
call the neighborhood beat a mile"
"But do you ever talk kid talk, like
that" said Jack. THAT sounds bully
for you"
"Oh. no! not very often"
"'S'pose you caught 1t from me.
didn't you? May be it's contiguous" ,
Contagious. r suppose you mean."
said Cecil. laughing heartily.
II thought It was the same thing"
well. no. not exactly. But we can
have the fireworks now.- I promised
not to have them around till after my
pony had had his exercise. and was
back in the barn. because the noise
might frighten him."
Gee! what does he mean by nod
ding his head that way? Seems as If
be understood what you was a-sayin'."
"It does seem like that. May be he
knows he isn't a war-horse yet"
But wouldn't he make funny war
horse In a circus?"
And both boys had a perfect spasm
OF laughter.
But see." said Cecil, here is my
cannon. all loaded and mounted, and
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
"KINDTITARTS
ARD MORO THAN
C0R0NLTS." (\
An Independence
Day Story =

Cecil. in the broad driveway. was
trying to train his docile little Shet-
land pony into a war-horse; and 1t was
his efforts in this direction which first
attracted Jack. and challenged his ad-
miration, when the boy in the velvet
suit sat erect in his saddle. and re-
fused to be tossed of into the grass
by the pony. which did not second the
desire for military tactics displayed
by his young master.
1t was Jack who spoke first.
Gee. boy! but you've got the grit.
II you do wear dude Clothes" he call
ed out admiringly.
"My name is Cecil" the young rider
replied, with a touch Of boyish dig
nifty: and then recognizing the spirit
of the boy who had spoken to him.
he replied as heartily. II heard boy
Wouldn't you like to come In and see
my pony? You can mount him too. II
you would like it."
And he jumped lightly to the
ground. making his invitation a real
one.
He was ever ready to share his
pleasures-this boy in the velvet suit;
and he was often lonely for con-
genial companion. who could be a COM
rRde
81 could not love a cad. you know.
papa" he used to say
Jacks eyes sparkled
Il never thought" he exclaimed in
a burst of boyish confidence. that a
boy that wears glad rags like velvet
could be SO chummy with rough
chap like me. It's awful good Of you"
mot at ALL" responded Cecil. my
papa says l must never forget No
blesse Oblige."
Whats that?" and Jack flung him
self down on the ground by the side
of his newly made friend. Say 1t
again. No bliss o what?"
"Noblesse oblige."
81 never had a father" he added
apologetically, "or I spose he would
have told me about It,"
THAT is too bad" replied Cecil
sympathetically: but now you just
help yourself to the oranges and the
cakes, and we will have fine talk.
wish papa were here. because he can
explain 1t better than can; but I will
tell you what he told me. 'Noblesse
oblige' is French. and means literally.
Rank imposes obligations: but my pa
pa says 1t means. applied to me. that.
i'll have more than other boys. I ought
to do more for them: that my money
is not to spend on myself alone. but
that must do all the good I can with
1t in trying to help others who are
worthy and needy. and that. II have
every advantage Of education and
happy home, where am loved and
brought up to do what Is right. should
be a great deal better boy than one
who never has had such advantages.
and that | ought to do great deal
more for others on that account"
Jacks face was a study.
Its the sure thing" he said. mo
mistake about that; but never heard
rich kid reel it off before. Most of
'em think. cause they's rich. their
money makes 'em better than poor
folks. and they'd no more let us divvy
in their play than they'd let us wear
their glad rags. No-they don't want
TO be bothered with us In any way"
But it's the boy himself that counts,
and not the clothes that he wears In
terposed Cecil earnestly. as he edged
closer to Jack. MY papa says the
most beautiful and costly clothes in
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
BathetIc.

General Marion Maus has keen
and delicate taste in literature. and
at a recent dinner at Vancouver Bar
racks, discussing popular novel OF
little worth. General Maus said:
1.-THE pathos Of the book is really
bathos. 1t reminds me of a private's
widow. The good woman was about
to sell her household furniture. her
rugs, plate ware and what not. AS
she was going over these articles her
eyes filled with tears. host of MEM
cries rose to her mind, and laying
aside half dozen knives, she said:
"'Oh, dear. l can't let these go.
They've been In poor Georges mouth
too often.'"
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28

burglar threw the binding light in
my face. In his hand was revolver.
"If you scream, lady. I'll have to
kill you,' he said. I wanted to scream.
But 1 didn't. After while I said:
My husband and children are asleep
in the next room. Please don't wake
them I'll do anything you say
= He pulled out the dresser drawers,
found few trinkets, put them in his
pocket, and then started for the door
of my husbands room.
"'Where are you going?' 1 asked
him. think he said: Through the
house.
"You promise me you'll sit right
here and I'll get you everything OF
value we have replied. 4 know
where everything is and l don't want
anybody to get hurt
"He thought awhile and then prom.
ised. He sat down in chair with his
revolver on the door as softly
opened it. I went to chair beside
my husbands bed. He moved in his
sleep and held out hand. l stroked
it quietly while 1 reached with the
other hand for his trousers. Then
slipped back to my own room.
I'VE went through the pockets-the
burglar and I together. We found 4
purse and ten dollars. gave it to the
burglar. Then 1 went back to the chill
dren's room. I took their two little
banks and gave them to the man.
He wanted to go out window OF
the dining-room, as he had come, but
induced him to tiptoe down the
stairs and opened the front door.
"'Thanks. lady he said.
"'Good night l replied and shut
the door.
"Then I went and awakened my
husband. I waited until the burglar
could get safely away so there was
nothing for Mr.. Kuhns to do but tele
phone the police"
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28

American family of Revolutionary
times. She says
Il heard the horses OF the inhu-
man Britons coming in such q furious
manner that they seemed to tear UP
the earth. the riders at the same time
believing out the most horrid curses.
but had no time for thought-they
were up to the house-entered with
drawn swords and pistols in their
hands. Then they began to plunder
the house Of everything they thought
valuable or worth taking. our trunks
were split to pieces and each mean
pitiful wretch crammed his bosom
with the contents. They took my SIS
ter's earrings from her ears and de-
manded her ring from her finger; she
pleaded for 1t. told them 1t was her
wedding ring. and begged they would
let her keep 1t. but they still demand
ed 1t. and presenting pistol at her.
swore II she did not deliver 1t i'm
mediately they would fire. I had for
got to tell you that upon their first
entering the house, one OF them gave
my arm such a violent grasp that he
left the print of his thumb and three
firgers in black and blue which was
to be seen plainly for several days.
Few women are called upon to en-
dure the sufferings Of Mrs. CASTOR. a
young patriot scarcely over twenty.
who saw her husband shot before her
very eyes. CASTOR was a physician.
most ardent in his sympathy for the
American army. While endeavoring to
escape with his wife. child Of three.
and an infant of a few weeks. he was
overtaken by party of British. With
out being allowed word with his wife
or moment of preparation he was
shot. THE musket which found his
heart was leveled over her shoulder"
1t was necessary for this wretched
young wife to drag her husbands body
to place Of safety and after his hasty
burial to make a way for her children
In the world. A witness to her sue
cess in life lies in the life Of her son.
who became a most learned and dis
tlnguished American gentleman. Mrs.
CASTOR survived her husband 81 years.
yet she never left off her mourning.
and kept the anniversary Of her hus-
bands murder in fasting and prayer
until her death.
The fascinations OF woman were sell
dem used to better advantage than
upon certain afternoon shortly after
the retreat from New York. when a
troop OF British soldiers were de-
tanned at the house Of Mrs. Murray.
who gave them besides cake and wine
sach sprightly conversation that they
remained two hours-just long enough
to allow General Putnam. the last to
leave the city. to make retreat across
the dangerous highroad. on which the
Britishers were lettering.
Think of the inner excitement Of
this gentle little Friend. how her eyes
must have shone and her cheeks GRIM
soned as moment after moment passed
und she realized that she had saved a
rart of the American army! Such a
situation seems almost impossible to
US now, does It not?
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28

ready to fire; and this is the fuse
ready to light-this way"
Both boys were SO interested In
watching the cannon that Jack said aft
onward 1t was wonder he happened
to look around; but he did. and his
sturdy heart was almost paralyzed
with terror. for the match which Cecil
had tossed carelessely aside had fall
en- on a newspaper where rested a
package of gunpowder and other com
bustibles. He could not get there In
time to put out the fire. and prevent
it; and Cecil-dear little Cecil-might
be blown to pieces. 1t was impossible
for them both to escape; but. oh! II
he could only save him. 1t would not
matter SO much about himself These
were the thoughts running through his
head. What should he do? A second
more, and it would be too late. Then
the inspiration came. Seizing the
smaller boy in his arms. he dropped
with him to the ground. covering him
with his own body; and. as he did SO.
there was a kissing sound. and the
crash of an explosion. which brought
ing to the grounds.
Cecil heard the agonized cry Of his
mother. and tried to call to her. and
then drifted away into momentary un-
consciousness.
They thought at first that both of
the boys were dead; but when they
tenderly lifted Jack. all burned and
blackened by the powder. they found
Cecil unharmed. save by the shock
and, with returning consciousness. his
first thought was for Jack-Jack. who
had saved him from injury at the risk
of his own life.
Dear, brave Jack." he sobbed
kneelng by the still and blackened
figure, his slender hands clasped
around the other boys neck. Garry
him to my bed. and do everything fot
him that you would do for me-all oi
YOU; for ! love him-Jack. who has
saved my life"
And Cecil was obeyed affectionate
w; for each one knew that, were il
not for the Strange boy lying there
one so endeared to all their hearts
would be lying In his place.
1t was evening", ana tne pursuing Vi
crackers and torpedoes. and the boom
ing OF guns and cannons. was silent
for the nonce; but the illumination o
the evening sky, by rocket and candle
seemed a celebration In honor of tht
fact that the boy who had been sc
willing to give up his life for anothel
was released from the sacrifice. The
| great surgeon had done his work skill
fully. and the pain was not SO bad
Jack said, as. swathed in bandages. he
lay in Cecil's lace-draped bed. Ceci
kneeling at the bedside with one arm
gently and lovingly around Jacks
neck.
"He belongs to us now. papa-doesn.
he?" the little boy in velvet sale
proudly. yet tenderly; "and all that
have is his. Yes. papa-you have two
boys now" and, bending over the pill
low until his soft cheek rested affec
tionately beside the other boys brown
one. he whispered fondly. God bles.
my new brother! 1t seems as 'thougl
'Noblesse oblige' was reversed on thi.
occasion for the Fourth of July
cALLIE BoNNEY MARBLE.
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
THE LAND OF THE FREE.


We hail the return of the day OF thy
birth.
Fair Columbia! washed by the
waves Of two oceans
When even from the farthest domin-
ions of earth
Rear altars to Freedom and pay
their devotions;
Where our fathers in fight. nobly
strove for the right.
Struck down their fierce foemen or
put them to flight;
Through the long lapse Of ages, that
so there night be
An asylum for all in the Land OF the
Free.
Abraham Coles. "The Microcosm.
and Other Poems," National Lyr-
ics"
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
The Wise Lion.

Paul Rainey, while showing private
ly in New York the wonderful cinema
tograph pictures of the African ION
hunt, told an amusing lion story.
"a man." he said. sat before ms
tent, when a magnificent lion stif-
fened for the spring, leaped and
missed the man. missed him by jump
ing three feet too high. 1t then SUNK
back in the forest. thoroughly asham-
ed.
"The next day the man came uneX'
pectedly on the lion by stream. 1t
had up-ended a log of wood and was
practicing low jumps
The Springfield herald., 1912-06-28
Hejrlooms.

"And is this an heirloom. too?
asked the visitor, picking up brick
that lay on the comfortable.
"Yes," said the lady of the house.
THAT is the brick my mother threw
at the prime minister"
"Ah, indeed, how very interesting.
said the visitor And whose portrait
is that on the wall?"
THAT is my mother herself" said
the lady.
81 see," said the visitor. The power
behind the thrown. as 1t WERE"