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The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06
FORGOTTEN Novelist.

Ninety years ago there died a nov
elist of whom 1t would have been con-
sidered sacrilege to suggest, in her
own time, that she would ever be for
gotten. The friend of Mrs. Montagu,
Mrs. Piozzi and all the blue stockings,
she married William Radcliffe, editor
of the English Chronicle, and set the
town on fire with her novels. Scott
wrote of her that 'the praise may be
claimed for Mrs. Radcliffe of having
been the first to introduce into prose
fiction beautiful and fanciful tone Of
natural description and narrative
which had hitherto been exclusively
appropriated to poetry" For "The
Mysteries of Updolpho" she received
$500, and a later book produced
GS00-great sums in those days, and
beyond the reach of many excellent
noyelists today
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06

smiled at me, land so l just acted like
a man, walked into the barbershop,
sat down in the chair and ordered a
massage.
when the night of the first day
came, my face was as sore as boil
The next day decided that had bet
ter change my method until my face
got over the various rubbings it had
received the day before, and so found
that my hair was giving me head
ache and needed good combing.
Ten times that day | went into barber
shops and had my hair combed then
dressed by the manicurist. No luck.
Nor were the candy stores any
more enlightening. The men l saw
were sordid brutes. They had no more
poetry in their systems than a block
of wood. l began to realize that was
working on mighty slim clue, to be-
gin with, that it was wild in the ex-
treme and that there was little chance
of me winning out in my fight to catch
man simply through the fact that
there had been some poetry written
on tissue paper. But persisted just
the same.
And things steadily grew worse.
The loop district was covered, l did
every barbershop and every candy
store in the radius of the confines of
l. structures which go to make up the
real business district of Chicago. In
not one of them could find a man
whose face or whose personality at all
Tailed with that of the one l sought.
After all, had been foolish. | had
spent lot of good money on a quest
that I should have known, before
started, would be fruitless. Yet some
thing impelled me to keep on.
Il visited every shop in the tougher
districts of the city. Not an item of
evidence did / find. / went out into
the residence districts; and then, in a
small, two-man shop, saw some
shaving paper of exactly the kind Of
which the fake money bundle had
been prepared. / took hope-then lost
it again. The owner of the shop was
small and dull-eyed and a glance at
him showed that by no possibility
could he the man described by the
various victims. The other barber
was nearer the size l sought, but it
seemed that there was a plodding
something, characteristic about him
that never had been described. But
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06

I for a few moments we walked along
In the mist, I whistling, she taking
in the bright freshness Of the trees
and the grass and shrubbery with her
swapping, liquid eyes. BY and by she
took up the thread of her narrative.
IT resolved that II 1t took me a
month. l would get that man to talk to
me. And the next day / began my
campaign by walking into the barber
shop and climbing into his chair.
"T believe you are a wizard said
to him.
"Whyr
"'Why?' laughed. For three months
have been suffering from afternoon
headaches. Yesterday came in here
and had you comb my hair. And when
l walked out, my headache was gone
I'm back for another dose of the same
prescription
"Oh, fiattery!" laughed Miss Gle.
ment, your power is greater than
even gold! My little speech pleased
him. He laughed and there came q
bit of the light to his eyes that had
seen in them on the street.
Live in the city?' he asked after
a long time.
"'Yes,' answered. 4 just came here
! from Louisville. | had always lived
! there, but when my husband died,
! Just determined that I'd sell out every.
thing and move away to bigger city
1t took a great deal more time than
imagined l added innocently, be
cause when we came to look things
up, my husband had about three times
as much property as | had thought
THAT was just another bit of bait
upon the hook and | was wondering
whether or not he would swallow it
He gave no evidence of interest How.
ever, there was smile of geniality on
| his countenance as he finished the
brushing of my hair and stood to one
side while / dressed it.
"Does your head feel better now?
he asked.
Very much I answered.
"'Then perhaps you will come back
tomorrow
'Assuredly so,' I laughed in an
swer. You are the best doctor l ever
knew I reached into my bag and
handed him $40 bill. He did not &c
to the cash register with it. Instead
he took from his pocket three SIS bills
and four ones and handed them to me
l saw that they were absolutely clean
and new, evidently just procured from
some bank that morning. And
walked from the shop with a little
thump of gladness in my heart.
knew he had been impressed by my
story of wealth and had decided that
he would get portion of my supposed
fortune
"And he began to play on me a game
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06
Remold it nearer to the Hearts De.

Remold 1t nearer to the Hearts Do
sire?'
"'Do you mean anything especial by
that?' asked in half joking way. He
turned quickly, saw that the proprie-
tor was out of the shop, and then
came close to me.
eyes, do he whispered.
"'What?' / appeared surprised.
"Mrs. Marion he said, Chat was
my name, you know Have you
noticed anything queer about that
money l have been giving you for the
last two weeks?'"
"'No. Why?'
because it has all been counter.
felt, that's ALL
"He was mine at last! My eyes
danced as he hurriedly went into his
bogus confession of how he had
learned the secrets Of the Bureau Of
Printing and Engraving at Washing
ton. He told of his money machine,
how 1t could turn out cash like so
much printed calico-and then came
the real nubbin of the whole affair.
He told me of his poor old mother,
blind, dying. She was about to be
thrown out of her home for debt of
$4,000 He could make the money, it
is true, but il he went to the bank
with that many fresh bills they would
suspect. And so, could let him have
$4,000 providing he would turn me
out $4,000 on his trusty machine?
Wouldn't do this for him? Couldn't
/ see that he loved me, that he held
me above all other women on earth?
"I would talk like this to no other
Some of these days I am going to ask
you that most important of questions
that man can ever ask. / have con-
fessed to you what l never would have
confessed to anyone" he added, and
his eyes shone with passion l could
hardly believe was feigned. L have
confessed to you; it is within your
But you won't do it, will you? he
pleaded You'll help me-just for
this last time, and then l will be
through forever. l will be straight
from then on, I will lead the life that
l should lead And won't you help
me?'
"I gazed at him steadily moment
Then held out hand.
Terry 1 said, I'll help you
HE sprang forward.
"Tonight then, at o'clock, meet
me here There will be taxicab to
take us to the place where can make
the impressions of the money. Will
you have the $4,000 with your
"T WILL l answered.
Then Miss Clement stopped and for
ten minutes as we walked along, she
added nothing to her narrative.
"Well?' 1 asked finally, whats the
rest of it?"
"The rest?" Miss Clement turned to
me and laughed. What rest need
there be! There was only one more
| detail, you see l met him. / had the
| $4,000 and we went in the taxicab.
ut,'-and there came that mischiey-
Gus light into her eyes again, there
were certain persons who tagged
along behind, who followed that taxi
cab, who fingered outside of the door
to the room in which he took me, and,
at the crucial moment, walked in. And
when they walked in, Mr.. Terry Laf-
fan walked out, with a couple Of
decorations on his wrists. He's still
walking-in lockstep."
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06
A MOdernized Green Goods Game
Copyright. by w. @. Chapman.

AT last grasped one close and held it
closer to the light. l read:
Sunset and evening star
And one clear call for me,
And may there be no moaning of the
bar
When l put out to SEAL
Il whirled Something had flashed
through my head. Here on the evil
dence of thievery, someone had writ
ten stanza of Tennyson's Crossing
the Bar. l approached the captain,
for wild idea had come.
If you please, would like little
expense money on this case l told
him. may be wrong in my belief,
but I've got little lead that may turn
out something
i received the money, and then
started out. The loop district looked
like the best chance for me and so
started around there. The first day
made eight barbershops and"
Made them?" | interrupted. 81
don't believe / quite understand"
Why" Miss Clement answered, Il
SONcISu LuSlu line d Sdl0SIldu
would cover line of stores. And in
cidentally, / had become a salesman.
had figured it out that my man would
be either a poetic barber or a poetic
candy merchant of some kind. knew
someone who had something to do
with tissue paper of that size was
either barber or a candy man. In
one place it would be used for the
shaving. In the other, it would be
used in putting the dressing in candy
boxes. And SO, got job with a
candy manufacturer knew and start
ed out to drum up trade.
And you know" Miss Clement
added with a smile, "in walking around
Chicago, where the wind is always
blowing, ones face gets mighty grimy
and dusty. There is nothing that takes
the dust away like a massage. And
so, between every candy store, would
manage to become grimy enough to
need the assistance of barber. | al
ways did hate to go to these feminine
hairdressing establishments, she
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06
Rock Cannon.

When the island of Malta was under
the rule of the Knights of ST. John
they defended their Notifications with
cannon bored in the living rock Each
one of these strange weapons con-
tanned an entire barrel of powder, and
as 1t was not possible to vary the aim
of these cannon fifty were made ready,
facing various directions from which
the enemy might approach. When the
fame of these arms of defense became
known to the world the idea was taken
up of transporting rocks to cummits
to serve the same purpose, but it was
soon recognized to be impracticable,
and the cannon of Malta, bored in
solid rock, have passed into history
as the sole weapons of the kind ever
known.-Harper's Weekly.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06
FertiIize the Language.

Surely there must be something the
matter with the vocabulary of ouI
young people when they have to de-
pend so exclusively upon such words
as "Sure!" Dandy" and Wonder,
full" to express their principal emo
tons. What Is most extraordinary
about all this is that the Vocabulary
of young women does not seem to be
improved by a college career. One
would think that it would be quite i'm.
possible to study Latin and French
and German, literature and philosophy
for number of years (even though
studied in the most superficial man.
ner) without acquiring enough variety
of words to carry one through any
common experience. The method of
studying English in our schools is
entirely wrong. There should be
classes in adjectives.-Life.
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of love. The next day when l came in
if I was not late.
81 hardly think so,' l answered
'why?'
Nothing he said slowly, only il
just seemed had been expecting you
for good while, that's ALL.
Cute, wasn't it?" Miss Clement
laughed. Let me tell you that Ter
ence Laffan (Which wasn't his real
name at alb certainly knew the game
of love. They tell me that a barber is
the most dangerous love-maker in the
world, anyhow; at least, that's what
the new detectives down at headquar.
tiers always have said. And certainly
Terry didn't miss out on any of the
fine points when he was going to col
lege-."
Barber college, of course" / sup.
piled.
Here, we're getting away from
the story, Miss Clement broke in
What I was trying to say was that
within the next two weeks, Terry LAT.
fan managed to work up the finest
case of love at first sight you ever
heard Of The fact that he was only
a barber while l was supposed to be a
rich woman, didn't worry him in the
least And then the poetry began to
spring forth. And all the time, under.
stand, he was changing the bills |
gave him and handing me back clean
new money. Once or twice, Just to
see what would happen, / asked him
what it meant, how he happened al
ways to have new money. He only
smiled at me. Then he would recite a
little strain of mystic verse to me as
sat in the chair, something that
would show he was far better read
than l. And then one afternoon came
the clincher. He pulled bit of tissue
paper from his pocket and handed 1t
to me-
al was thinking of you when
wrote that this noon. It's a bit of
Omar's philosophy. often pick up a
scrap OF paper here and scribble on
it.
And then, I read:
All love! could you and I with Him
conspire,
To grasp this sorry scheme of things
entire,
Would we not shatter it to bits and
then.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06

Extremes in age - baseball age -
have been prominent in the big league
pitching this season, prominent by eff
fective work. Such pitchers as
Mathewson and Plank are arguments
in favor Of reversing the fixed custom
and building up with age. Each has
begun the 1913 year with display of
form up to anything displayed in more
youthful times, as if the further away
from youth they get the more youth
full they become.
We find considerable number OF
veterans going along with no appar-
ent diminution in skill and effective
ness, among them Mathewson, Plank,
Ames, Hughes, Rucker, Walsh, White,
Falkenberg, Sallee, Richie and Cam
nitz. If any of these men have gone
back nothing that has happened this
year is a symptom to that effect; and
if any or all Of these men have passed
the inevitable time at which a pitcher
begins to go the other way the signs
of that retrogression are hard to dis
cover and the retrogression very
slow. Crack pitchers such as Matty,
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06

Walsh. Rucker and Plank seem to
travel along for years on a plane
which may have its occasional depres-
sions in the way of effectiveness, but
which to all outward appearance
maintain an almost level standard of
excellence
But the king is dead; long live the
new king. The sos were in another
century. The year 1913 A. d. not only
finds veterans going at their best, but
has brought out dashes of tip top work
by youngsters. Notable among these
are Seaton, Heating, Demaree, Perritt,
Mayer, Russell and Johnson (the In
diam, all Of whom have pitched one
Or more games of conspicuous excel
lence. Also such pitchers as Hub Pur-
due, Gregg, Alexander, Weilman, Al
len, Steen, Hendrix and Robinson,
comparatively late corners, are going
we'll
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06

Then l gasped. l heard him begin to
whistle the first few bars of The
Melody in F.
And then / understood. | was on
the right track after all. Putting two
and two together, judging from the va.
rious descriptions of the men who had
been fleeced, here was man who had
the power, seemingly, of not only
changing his face, but his whole
bearing whenever it suited his pur-
pose had studied his appearance in
the barbershop, l had taken in every
detail of his clothing, and had it not
been for that and for that fact, too,
that had seen him leaving the shop,
l never would have been able to rec
ognize him. But now l was sure!
"A great feeling of relief surged
through me; l knew now that | could
go to the captain and tell him a diff
ferent story from the one | had BEEN
planning short time before. More
than that, l would be the means of
bringing in a criminal who was dan
gerous in the extreme, who would rep.
resent all the finer arts OF trickery
and whom it would be a triumph to
put behind the bars of penitentiary.
Hurriedly / started toward my car,
that l might hasten to police head
quarters and arrange for the arrest
the next morning
Then, just as suddenly, l halted,
and although queer fear ran through
me, / could not help laughing at the
funny possibilities of the situation.
Just suppose" Miss Clement began
to chuckle as she thought of it, lust
suppose that this man should have
still another face which had never
been used, so to speak, and no one
/ could identify him? And that iden-
tity would be all upon which l could
have my case. had none of his para
phernalia, not witness had been able
to tell where he was taken when the
money machine did it's work and
ground out the supposed fortunes, and
SO all would have to show to a
court would be group of disgruntled
men who would swear that they had
been robbed but in place they could
not point out and by man they could
not identify. I decided all at once
that this was not a time for making
arrests. There must be evidence and
1t was up to little Alice to get it."
She smiled as she said that, and
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06

just the same. determined to take q
chance. got into his chair and called
for q massage.
CAS- he worked I tried to study his
face whenever I could keep my eyes
OPEN to see if2there could find the
criminal lines that would depict the
kind of man l sought; or II I could
find that softer something which
would show that he was the sort of a
man who could appreciate poem Of
the depth and the beauty of Tenny-
sons Crossing the Bar But 1t was
useless. For once in my life was
stumped. 1 have always prided my
self that can read faces and see the
character outlined there, and in every
case with the other man had studied
| had even been able to tell what
their best girls looked like. But
here"
Miss Clement shrugged her shout
ders, pursed her lips and spread forth
her hands to the drizzling rain. I
turned a pair of inquiring eyes to her.
What was the trouble?" I asked.
Simply this: that mans face might
as we'll have been dough, as far as any
expression was concerned. There did
not seem to be a single bit of express
sion to the eyes, and his face did not
change once. 1t interested me, that
countenance, studied it and studied
it, yet l could derive nothing from it..
l determined that as soon as the mas
sage was over, l would get my hair
combed for about the 900th time and
see if conversation would do any good.
"And for half hour 1 talked, trying
to draw him out, endeavoring to learn
whether or not he knew anything Of
literature; but his answers were al
most invariably in monosyllables.
gave up the attempt and left the shop.
"That night as l was returning to
my apartment. l CHANGED, in changing
cars, to again pass the little shop
where / had wasted so much Of my
good time. I was tired, more than
that, 1 was weary, ready almost to go
to the captain and tell him that l had
made failure of everything and that
my great clue had been nothing more
than the wild dream of a woman's
brain, intangible, impractical 1t was
just about at that moment that
noticed my shoe string had become
united. l stopped to retie it, and as I
rose, a figure approached and passed
me. That figure l knew, there was
something about the general bearing
of the man that was familiar, mighty
familiar to me. And yet, it seemed l
had never seen the face before. True,
the contour was similar, the color Of
the hair and the eyes was the same as
that of the man in the barbershop.
But that was ALL Almost involuntarily
turned and followed him a few steps.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06
Where Tommy Came In.

Saucy Tommy had been listening to
the talk of his elders, and when his
stern father, angry over the young
sters neglect Of his simple farm du-
ties, took him to tasN Tommy was
ready with his provoking reply: You
don't do a thing that you should, and
almost everything that you shouldn't
do you delight in," stormed papa. 'Td
like to know what good you are in
the world, anyway" What good am
II" retorted the naughty lad, putting
a safe distance between himself and
his parent "Why, dad, I'm a con-
sumner, and I'd like to know what
would become of the farmers If the
consumers were not around?"
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06
|AI1|on9the|
|Boseb1|B&l
|PlQyerI1,

Hank ODay likes to watch Cincin-
natl play.
Walter Johnson is called the human
gatling gun.
Bill Dahlen's team is trying to live
up to that new field.
Joe Tinker predicts the Dodgers will
finish well up in the first division. :.
y--~~.- .--rs"-'s
Billy Lush has been engaged to
scout for the New York American
club
Bert Shotton, the Browns out
fielder, it leading the batters Of the
ST. Louis team
The Mackmen continue to wear
those atrocious looking caps, the style
popular years ago.
National league batters consider
Christy Mathewson the greatest pitch
er In tnelr league.
Casey Hagerman, one of the reliable
pitchers of the Denver team, is study
ing to become a doctor
Manager McGraw says that Connie
Mack needs one more good finger to
keep the Athletics up in the race
Ed. Konetchy of the Cards will prob
ably be the only pitcher that will
have 1000 average at the end of the
season.
Evers will keep his hand off his nose
for the balance of the season when
talking to any of the National league
umpires.
Manager Jennings would like to get
a first-class baseman. Hughie would
take Hal Chase of the Yanks if he
could get him.
Outfelder Reilly Of the Indianapolis
club Of the American association in
recent game. poled out FIVE hits in
as many times at bat.
The ball players are having the
time of their lives kidding the UNI
pires on Lynch's idea of department
becoming a gentleman
Meanwhile of the Doves is said to
cover as much ground as the great
Hans Wagner ever did in the days
when Fred Clarke played left field.
, You can't keep the Corbetts down.
One of the family, and his first name
is Jim, is to get trial with Connie
Mack. He is a pitcher hailing from
Georgetown university
The Red Sox, no doubt, are still con-
tident, but we fail to see where they
can hand Washington and the Ath-
letics the edge and hope to head of
either later in the season.
Manager Chance declares that hit
ting Is what wins ball games and has
decided to have walloping machine
installed even II he has to sacrifice
all the speed at his command
Chief Meyers, the Indian catcher OF
the Giants, says that the pitchers viii,
win the games for the Gothamites.
Meyers thinks that McGraw has ths
best twirling staff in the league.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06
WASHINGTON Hoodoo.

In speaking of Cleveland's fine
showing to date Grantland Rice re-
marks: "It depends now as to how
far Manager Birmingham can travel
against the ancient Washington hoo
doc. The Senators have bumped the
Maps out of every race for ten years.
Last season they won IS out of %
games from the Lajoie-Jackson artil-
lery. If Birmingham can handle the
Washington hoodoo he has a great
chance of finishing in the first three. "
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06
HCincinnafi Hitv

In regard to the Cincinnati hit"
Fielder Jones, president of the North
western League, has instructed all his
official scorers thus: 1T goes in this
league only as a fielder's choice or as
a sacrifice hit, depending upon the
scorers Judgment. but never as base
hit"
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06

UEER, isn't it. how you'll
be talking to someone
upon some very, very abb
sorbing topic, suddenly
to awaken in a sort or
way and ask yourself
how on earth you ever
happened to get started
on that subject. AS l
remember it, Miss Gle
ment and | had been dis
cussing the high price of
real estate along Lake
Shore drive when all at
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06

Chief Meyers, the Indian catcher OF
win the games for the Gothamites.
Meyers thinks that McGraw has thai
best twtrling staff in the league.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-06-06

Manager Chance declares that hit
ting is what wins ball games and has
decided to have walloping machine
installed even II he has to sacrifice
all the speed at his command