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THE FELLOW WHO
The fellow who fights the fight alone
With never a word of cheer,
With never a friend his help to lend.
With never a comrade near
'lis ha has need of a staiwart hand
And a heart not girr to moan
He struggles for life and more than life.
The fellow who fights alone!
The fellow who fights the world alone
With never a -father's smile, ' " '
With never a mother's kindly tone
Jlis sorrowful hours to guile,
WTho joins the fray at the dawn of day
And battles till light is flown,
Must needs be strong, for the fight is long.
The fellow. who fights alone!
'. Denis
YOUNG lady to Gee you,
Mr. Delivers."
Ralph Delivers, the bead
of the great banking firm
of Brandon & Denvers, looked up from
the pear he was peeling, but no hint of
the surprise be felt at bis butler's an
nouncement was allowed to creep into
bis face.
"I am not expecting anyone, Harris,"
be said, quietly. "It is a mistake, prob
ably. Did she send in any name?"
"She would not give ber name, sir;
she was very persistent or I would not
Oiavo troubled you, sir; sbe seems in
distress." . ,
. "In distress? What is she like, Har
ris?" :
It was a listless question; be was ab
solutely without curiosity concerning
.the appearance of this stray young per
son who sought an audience of bim,
but it was lonely in tins oak paneled
dining room of the great bouse in
whicb he lived, and it was more for
the sake of talking to somebody that
be detained Harris now.
Ralph Denvers had more dinner invi
tations than be could accept, but at
thirty -three be was grren to , telling
himself that tbe dinners eaten at other
men's tables were' too heavily paid for
in the toll of epigrammatic conversa
tion that was exacted of the guest who
would justify the reason of his appear
ance in the brilliant set In which Ralph
Denvers moved. Ralph was just a lit
tle tired of brilliancy. ' ' - . '
"She is very young, sir; a child, al
most," Harris broke in upon his reflec
tions. "A lady, I should say," and be
added beneath his breath, "pretty as a
picture."
It may be that Ralph heard hini.
'Show her in," he said, briefly; "I
may as well see what she wants."
Harris disappeared, and presently his
. place was taken by a slim slip of a girl,
who stared at the man who rose at her
entrance with a pair of frightened eyes.
Ralph Denvers saw the eyes, and his
glance wandered to the quivering, smil
ing mouth.
"You wish to see me?" he said.
''Won't yoiiisit down?';,
The girl sank into the chair be of
fered her, and sat there, clasping and
unclasping her fingers in an agony of
nervousness.
"Well," he said to her, and there was
a note of encouragement in his voice.
"Is it very difficult to tell?"
It was more difficult than be knew.
Aline , Tempest rose to her feet and
stood with her band resting on the
tablecloth.
J'lt is "hard," she said, "but I must
say it, I came to say it. It's about
Dick, my brother, you know." .
Sbe stopped and looked at him, and
he looked at ber. How was be to know
about Dick?
"He never meant to do it," she went
on, and drew a step nearer to him;
4"there were men outside who tempted
him. and he was young, and we had
.- so little, and he hoped to make a for
tune for me. You see I was to blame;
It was oil for me."
"Were you anxious for a fortune?"
said Ralph, looking at the quaint little
figure in the quaint, unfashionable
gown, and then at the lovely, childish
face.
"I wanted nothing," she said, "and I
did not guess until it was too late. You
see, it has been so different since father
wont."
Jhe under lip trembled, and a tear
gathered and fell, and Ralph Denvers
stared steadily at the. painted pheasant
on his dessert plate.
"I should like to hear all about it,"
he said. "Please sit down again and
tell me what is your name -and Dick's."
"I am Aline Tempest," she said, sim
ply, 'conquering her emotion with an
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FIGHTS ALONE.
Ah. bitter enough the combat is
With every help at hand,
With frmvda t seed to bid godspeed,
Wkn spirits that undere-nnd;
But rer fr is the fight to one
Who straipglea along unknown
Oh, brave wn4 grim is the heart of him,
The felloir who fights alone!
God bless the fellow who fights alone,
And arm bis soul with strength!
Till tafaly out of the battle rout
He eonquariBg comes at length,
Till far aad near into every ear
The faava of hii fight is blown, ,'
Till friend and foe in the victor know
The fellow who fights alone!
A. McCarthy, in the New York Sun.
A Complete Short
Story.
DY M. FRASER.
effort that cbmmandett his admiration,
"and when father died Senator Mande
ville got Dick into your bank. He was
going into the law, you know, but it
had to be given up "with the other
things. It was all very altered for
him, and I am afraid," with a little
watery smile,- "that he did not like the
bank. But it gave us money to live on,
and I meant to teach when I got pu
pils. I haven't got any yet it seems
every one can teach something. And
Dick grew tired, and these men came
to him, and there was 'some horse that
was going to make a fortune for all of
them." .
"We have heard of that horse be
fore," said Ralph, and then was
ashamed of his jest.
"Have you?" said Aline. "We never
had. They persuaded him, and Dick
oh, how could 'he do It? took money
from the bank; a little at first, and af
terward a great deal. It Isn't known
yet, but to-morrow it will be known.
They've given him money to get off
with, and he's going to "England to
morrow from Boston. He must go, I
suppose, or else" something worse will
happen. But I hated him to go like
that, and I thought if I brought you
these they're mother's pearls, the only
thing of hers they let me keep and I
thought they would help to pay some
thing, and perhaps you won't let it be
known to-morrow."
She handed him the pearls as sbe
spoke and Ralph took them in bis
hand. A short string, worth, perhaps,
$500 if the full value were given, and
this child's mother had worn them.
He looked at them and wondered what
be should do, and a timid hand was
laid on h!s arm.
"Isn't . it enough?" said Aline. "Ob,
I don't know how much it was, but
they will help a little. And will you
keep them and let me go home and
tell Dick that he need not go? And
afterward, when I get work, I can pay
it back all of it."
"I will keep them."
Ralph Denvers stood up and slipped
the chain In his pocket.' ,
"I will keep them," he said again,
"and you can go home and tell Dick
that he must come into my room at the
bank' to-morrow." ,
What made bim do it. be, Ralph Den
vers, cynical man of the world, given
to jesting doubt over such vague words
as faith and charity, given to denying
the hope that has led men to stumble
on so long? What made him do it? It
may bo that he knew even then. And
when she was gone he stood and called
himself a fool for his pains, and it was
perhaps as well be did not see the girl
he had befriended sink down before
an empty chair in an empty' room and
weep her heart out because Dick was
already gone.
Ralph tookup the Invitations on his
mantel shelf. ' lie had all that evening
before him Where should he go? He
put them down again and paced the
room. What was this thing he had
just heard? It bad sounded simple
enough, but it may be that it meant
a big thing. Those men outside sound
ed ominous, what if they were also
going to England to-night?
Hastily snatching up a list of sailing
steamers he saw that a steamer was
due to leave Boston at dawn. His
mind flew to ways and means;, to get
down there to-night a man must go
by the 10 o'clock from tktTGrand Cen
tral. He looked at bis watch and
found, to his relief, that he had time
and to spare. Why should he not
profit by the information he had re
ceived to be his own detective? And
if only Dick Tempest were there why
should he not bring him back to the
sister whose heart he was , going to
A'
breakj She must not be allowed to
weep any more that pretty child who
had come to him In her dark hour.
It promised a little more excitement
than an evening spent in listening to a
srng'er .whose repertoire be knew by
heft'rt. ne went upstairs and changed
into a lounge suit, and, with a eoat '
over his arm, he walked quietly out
of tbe house in West Seventy-second
street and had himself driven to tbe
Forty-second street station.
He knew who they were now. They
wero Richard Tempest's children, and
he remembered that old Senator
Mandeville had said something to him
about looking after the lad. But when
one is good looking' popular and thirty
tbreey what time is there for looking
after stray boys? Ralph had seen
young Tempest once, and had asked
him how he liked the bank, and had
not waited to bear his answer, and
straightway bad gone away and for
gotten that be was in tbe world He
.wondered if be should know him again
as his cab pulled up at the main en
trance of the railroad station.
It was early yet, and the platform
was not overcrowded. Ralph walked
the length of the train and saw no one
who was likely to be Dick Tempest.
He went to the ticket office and got
himself a ticket; it might be necessary
to go to Boston, it was just possible he
had caught an earlier train. He walked
up and down scanning the faces of
those who passed him with keen, leis
urely glance. The time sped, the mo
ment of farewells came, and Ralph
was wondering if he had thrown his
evening away, when suddenly.be saw
him. Dick Tempest came quickly
down the platform, a small handbag
for all hisluggage, surely a poor outfit
for a trip to Europe. The train was on
the point of starting, and Ralph was
the last person in the world to desire
"a scene."- He stepped out to meet the
lad coming toward him.
"Ah, Tempest," he-said, pleasantly,
"I thought you were not coming. , I
have a stateroom."
Dick Tempest looked into the face of
the man he had robbed, and knew that
bis story was told. He hesitated, but
the other's glance was compelling, and
in answer to it he got into the train
and took his place in Ralph Denver's
stateroom.
The journey to New Haven and back
is not a lpng one, but there is time in
it for a pitiful tale of weakness and
temptation and a too late repentance
to be told; there is time in it for for
giveness to be sought and not denied.
It was early morning when these wo
strange traveling companions arrfved
again in New York. Ralph 'Denvers
ptit his hand on the shoulder of the
younger man.
"Go home," he said. "Remember
that a sister waits for you, and that
you are to come to the bank as if noth
ing had happened."
He drove borne himself in the keen
morning air, and almost for the first,
time in his thirty-three years of life ho
realised bow pleasant it is to be a rich
man. There was a big check drawn on
his account that morning and the firm
of Brandon & Denvers never knew how
it had been swindled to the extent of
nearly $25,000.
It was shortly after this that host
esses began , to complain that Ralph
Denvers was never available for even
the most attractive of their parties.
And it was nearly a year later when
one morning there was a quiet wed
ding in a little church round the corner
a wedding to which the world was
not invited, a wedding at which only
three happy young people were pres
ent. They left Dick standing on the steps
of the church, and as they drove to the
station Ralph slipped his arm round his
wife's shoulders . and dropped some
thing into ber lap.
"My first present to you," he said.
"I have given you nothing yet."
Aline Denvers took the little string
of yellow pearls in her fingers.
"Oh, Ralph," she said, "and once I
was silly enough to think" -
He stooped and kissed her.
"They are tbe most wonderful pearls
in the world," he told her'. "They have
brought happiness for three peop'e."
New York News.
The Cynic's Wisdom.
Engaged people put on magnifying
glasses when they look at each other's
virtues. The day they are married they
take them off. New York Press.
The Onion State.
New York State ranks first In the
production of onions, the last year's
rrop being 2,177,271 bushels.
Canada's Mineral Product.
The total value of Canada's mineral
product ;ln 1900 reached over $G3,000,
000. or 42 a head" .of tbe populatkw.
HANDLING SLAG;
IMiposlng of the Kefnge of the Iron
Furnace.
When it is considered that fori every
ton of iron taken from the furnace
there is produced from 1000 to 1000
pounds of slag, and that this slag oc
cupies from two and one-half to three
times as much space as an equal
weight of Iron, it is easily seen that
the problem Is of ho small importance
to the economical working of the plant.
There has been recently introduced
In one or two plants a system of hand
ling the slag by means of a cram
skull bucket, which moves along on
the overhead framework, carrying tbe
slag to the cars, cement plant or any
desired place.
The plant, says the Iron Age, con
sists of an overhead runway spanning
the slag pit and railway track, and an
electric trolley, which carries the hoist
ing machinery and operator's cab and
handles a clam-shell grab bucket. With
this apparatus the molten slag is run
from a furnace into a brick-lined pit
prepared for the purpose. As the slag
enters the pit it strikes on a flat jet
of water, which comes in from below,
and is disintegrated by the contact
and becomes of the consistency of fine
gravel. It i-i then dug out with the
clam shell and loaded into cars, which
etand- directly beneath the runway,
or It may be carried directly to the
cement plant or other of the various
works which make use of this material.
The length of tbe runway varies from
120 to 300 feet, according to the room
available, the number of cars to be
loaded and tbe size of furnace.
The trolley is constructed with a
structural steel frame supported on
four track wheels. The hoisting and
lowering are done with one motor,
and the traveling along the track with
a separate one. An electric brake in
series with the hoisting motor auto
matically clamps the' motor shaft
whenever the current is cut off, either
purposely or accidentally. The oper
ator rides with the trolley in a cab,
which automatically protects him and
his controllers from the weather. The
cab is built of steel and has glazed win
dows. No Profit on Bressed lleef.
This is the way the packer proceeds
to demonstrate that the sale of dressed
beef has yielded him no profit since
,the first of last April. The pres
ent average price of a 120.0-pound
"prime, corn-fed beef steer" is $7.50
per 100 pounds, that is, $90 for the
animal as it stands in the Chicago
stockyards. Adding to this the cost of
slaughtering, which is 1.50,. the car
cass ready for dressing, has necessi
tated an outlay of $91.50. Practice
has shown that such an animal will
"dress" about fifty-six per cent, of its
live weight, that is, G72 pounds. Upon
the other., forty-four per cent., which
is hide, horns, hoofs, blood, surplus
fat, trimmings, and oft'al, the packet
realizes, on an average, $14.75. So the
two "sides" of the steer, as they hang
in the packing-house refrigerator, have
cost $70.75. The moment the packer
moves the G72 pounds of dressed meat
his expenditures begin anew. Sending
the carcass to New York, for instance,
costs $7.05, which is the aggregate of
freight at 40 cents per 100 pounds, and
of refrigeration during the journey
and selling charges at 50 cents per 100
pounds. So, when the time comes for
the retailer to negotiate for the meat,
it has cost the packer $S3.S0, 'or 12.3
cents per pound. Since April 1 the
highest wholesale price for dressed
beef In New York has been 11.5 cents,
or eight-tenths of a cent less than the
cost of production. Pursuing this
arithmetical process with an average
steer, of 1100 pounds at $7.10 the hun
dredweight, the usual price, it will be
found that the dressed carcass on sale
in New York represents an expendi
ture .on the part of the packer of 11.4
cents per pound, nearly one cent a
pound more than he can obtain for it.
From "The So-Called Beef Trust," in
the Century.
- Hospital Balloons.
Dr. Naugier, of Paris, in a paper on
ballooning, at a recent meeting of tbe
Academic de Medacine," made the as
tonishing assertion that a two hours'
voyage in the air cause's a marked
increase in the number cf red corpus
cles, and the condition persists for ten
days after an ascent. Two such as
cents in the course of six or seven
weeks, he said, are more beneficial to
an anaemic than a sojourn of three
months in the mountains. Dr. Naugier
urged that the municipal council be
asked to provide a large balloon capa
ble of taking to the upper air daily
fifty patients who are too poor to afford
a change of climateLondon Globe.
A FICKLE WORLD.
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He was tbe hero of the hour:
And be was strictly "in it."
He seemed so quickly tied his power
The hero of a minute. '
He gently mourns his present lot;
The hear him 6oftly say,
The pet of yesterday is not
The darling of to-day." s,
The books that pleased our fathers so,
- We view them with disdain;
' The eongs we sang some time ago,
We scorn to sing again;
And smiles and sighs alike forgot,
Time's hand has swept away;
The pet of yesterday isTaot. ,- '
The darling of to-day. ,
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"How much did your daughter's '1
wedding cost?" "Oh, about five thou
sand a year." Life.
Bobby "Say, 'pa! What's, barbar
ism? Wben a barber cuts your hair?" ,
Pa "Yes; very often, my sou."
Trinceton Tiger.
"That photographer's wife is very
Jealous of him." "No wonder. Just
see how many other women he flat
ters." Philadelphia Bulletin.
, Customer "Yon said-this suit to: 14
wear like .iron." Clothier "Weil, didn't
it?"'" Customer "Too much so. 1 1 V;
getting rusty already." Judge.
Ijife's full of strange surpdserj .
Thus sometimes it's deciee-d
The flower of a family
Turns out to be a weed. '. '
Philadelphia Record.
"I never saw anybody so daffy about
tbe men as Fannie is. I think she must
have wheels in her head!" "Ob, no,
not wheels; only the fellows." Com- .
forr. '
Penn "I don't see how you can call
Vau Meter a genius. His poems cer
tainly do not show it." Brushe "No;
but the fact that he sells them does."
Judge. ,
Bank Director "How did you come
to examine his "books?"-His Associate
"I, beard him address his Sunday
school class on 'We are here to-day and
gone to-morrow.' "Puck.
Mrs. Justwed (house hunting) "Ob,
Charlie, here's the loveliest little linen
closet." Janitor (interrupting) "Dat
ain't no linen closet; dat's de dining -room."
Detroit Free Press.
"I," says the garrulous person, "was
always the apple of my father's eye."
"Maybe," muses the weary listener,
"maybe that Is why you are always so
seedy." Baltimore American.
"Il'in! The composer of this song
was conceited enough, I must say."
4lTT-t,r.A tii Vilnl- crnV "Whir
here in one place he has written
'Fine.'" Philadelphia -Bulletin.
Her Mother "May, why do you treat
Jerrold so shabbily, while he treats
you so good?" May "Why, the deaf
boy couldn't treat me any better, no
matter how I treated him." Judge.
This'life is a procession I
And some must march and do the work a
While others stand and cheer.
Washington Star.
First Tramp "Do you believe in
signs?" Second Tramp "No more; I
haven't had a bite to eat in twenty
four hours." First Tramp "What has
that to do with it?" Second Tramp
"A rood deal: I've been up against
twenty doormats to-day with the word
Welcome' on 'em." Yonkers States
man. Mr. Wabash "Yes, I'm stopping at
the Bongtong House." Miss Eastern
"Ah! that's our most fashionable ho
tel. The service Is splendid,- don't you ,
think?" Mr. Wabash "Well, I've seen
better in Chicago. All he swell hotels
nnt- nnr wnv furnish silver-mouated
1 - T 1 T-Jfr 1.1, -.-r. -.--...-m nAWn f K
instance.'-Pbiladelphia Record.
Elephant's Tusks Stolen.
Thieves sawed off the great tusks of
Jumbo II. last night and carried them
away. The elephant was the property
of Bostock, and on account of bis ugly
disposition had caused his owner much
trouble. He was known as a man
killer, and the deaths of a number of
men are credited to him. "When Bos
tock left his summer quarters, Jumbo
II. was left behind. Friday he died.
The thieves came prepared for a hard
job, and their 'work was far from easy.
Tbe Ifon band which surrounded ono
tusk was almost sawed in two before
tbe vandals decided to saw on each
side of the ring. - The tusks were four
inches In diameter and three feet l:ng
In(3?'MPolis News.
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