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4 ."FAREWELL" ' (ProYoked by Caverley's "Forerer, .') - Farewell!" Anothergioajr word ; As ever Into language crept. Tie often written, never heard Except . ' ' s. In handcuffs from our pitying view, ""Farewell!" he murmurs, then exit ; B. U. Farewell!" It .is tod sighful for . ' An age that has no time to sigh. We aay, 'Til see you later," or "Good-by!" ' When, warned by chanticleer, you. go From her to whom you owe devoir, "Bay not 'Good-by,'" she laughs, "but Au Revoir!" A - '';.'. '. . ' ': ;. '.' ' Thus from the garden are you sped;j And Juliet were the first -to tell " ' jJru,you wre silly if you said ELEN MARTIN lived -with her widowed mother in a lit tle Lake View cottage. Helen tapped the fender before the crackling wood fire a bit nervously with her tiny foot. Then she turned to her mother and said: "Well, dearie, Tve answered it." ''Oh, Helen, you ought not to have flbne It. There must be something sin ister, perhaps a crime, behind an ad vertisement like thaU" Helen laughed. "Criminals don't tuiye first-class references, dearie, and then you know we need the money." "Read It to me again." The girl took up a morning paper and ad this: "Wanted by a man" thirty arears old, comfortable room' in subur ban residence, where there are no vis itors; absolute seclusion the first con sideration. Applicant will refer to peo ple of standing; highest price paid. Se clusion, bos 85, Breeze office." There was a step on the veranda. Helen exclaimed: "Dearie, there's the answer." A moment afterward a man with a tall, well-knit figure stood in the Slttle parlor. One side of -his face was shrouded In the folds of a scarf. This lde he kept away from the lamplight. The voice had in it a ring suggesting Chat I at times its keynote was com mand. "Is this Mrs. Martin? I have called In response to an answer to my adver- BUT HE SA"V tU&ment sMy name Is George Sld-'aiey;.-,I know, Mrs. Martin," he con tinued. "that my advertisement may lurve seemed strange. I do desire ab . flolnte aeeitision and freedom .from .call .' My reference is General Nelson, army headquarters, Pullman' Building. should like to "see the room, and if 3T0 mid my credentials satisfactory, I lhhik other details may be arranged raadtty." "; ; . . . , -.. Helen led the way up a winding stair ' a well-appointed room. Lighting the; gas she turned to look at her fol lower. He was in the act of drawing atilT mote closely the folds of the scarf ." about the rieht side of hia tnot: xtrhn : ,ne cpnld. see xt hir countenance was strikingly, handsome. "Mother and I live here alone," she said, "Aften mr lather's falhirte- andi death t tantclty. Wehayefew tiieuus aira no visitors." "I like the room," said the stranger; ""kindly; look me up and le me know I snail make a satisfaptorv Antbrarv Then he sald good night and left the .vv- .-Well. mother wfiat' rtfi vftt fVitr 1 I "a. wn r: asKea Helen, "n4 why does he H "Fare well," meant long ago, before It crept, tear-spattered, into ' song. "Safe voyage!" 'Tleasant journey! 'of - "So long!" , . 'V. ; - - - '. ' " . But gone ita cheery, oM-time ring; The pote made it rhyme with knell Joined.1 it became a dismal thing Vnr.Trpl1!" Into the lover 8 torn You seis fate plunge the cruel iron. All poets use it. Ita the whole Of Byron. ' "I only fsel farewell!" said he; And alfvays .tearful-was the telling. Lord Byron was eternally-" Fareelling.- .' v,.'.. "Farewell !" A dismal, word, 'tis true And why not tell the truth about it 7) But what on earth should poets do Without it? Chicago Tribune. covei up half of his face like the tal ent thatvwas buried in a napkin?" "What I saw of his face,-Helen, had something of nobility in it. As for his hiding one side of it, I suppose that has something to do with his seeking se clusion." Helen called on General Nelson In the Pullman Building. Did he know Mr. George Sidney? "Yes, well. He Is an officer In 'the army, retired for disability received in line of duty. Mr. Sidney Is now work ing on some ordnance plans, and for reasons of his own h works only at night. He is a soldier and;a gentle man." For .two months the members of the little Lake VIcv household saw George Sidney infrequently. He left for his work after nightfall and returned just before daybreak. At 1 o'clock every day a closed cab was driven to the doorstep. The recluse drove, away la it, presumably to his breakfast. When ever Helen caught a glimpse of their niysteriois lodger she saw the ever present f carf concealing the greater part of h! tar-features. One morning her surprise almost overcame her when she heard his voice calling from the upper floor. Lirutenant Sidney was standing In the 'doorway of his room with his head averted. "I am sorry to trouble you. Miss Martin," he said, "bat I .wish you would ask the cabman when he ,X)W. comes to go for Dr. Glrard, the head quarters burgeon, at once." - The surgeon came. He saw the Mar tins' lodger, and then going to the lit tie parlor said to Helen: r Mr. Sidney is suffering intensely. I have expected this trouble and have urged rest. Now i9 must take it. He must keen his room and on no account is he to use his Thus it was that Lieutenant Sidney became the patient as .Well as the lod ger of the Martins. : For weeks he sat in a darkened corner of his room while Helen "read td him from where the light f 6ijlndv its way through a; half x opened shutter. How she had come tVdo this sjie did not 'just : kno yr, but it came ; about naturally. feThe girl's life had been a lonely bne,r and it Qeeds but to ;say that there slowly stole into her heart ; something deeper than a mere interest in her charge. As for George Sidney, he knew, and the thought was like a knife; to him. thnt omethlifg was once more creeping, into . nis breas which he thought was forever barred.' The day for the - patient's Crelease from the dark room had come. -- Helen fceard hi voice falling her. The giri ED HIS FELL '. ' i Ml . "' tM A went to the . doorway:? aiaey.uau thrown wide the shutters and the room was bright with sunlight. He was standing with folded arms at the win dow .where she had sat when, reading. The strong light was full on his face and the scarf which be had ever worn was gone: The girl gave one search ing look at the face so long concealed. Sidney's eyes were on her. A cry came from her lips, and she -recoiled with a fenMrn? half fear, haif horror. v Sidney saw theSaction and heard, the cry. In an instaSt he had closed the door (julett ly. Helen with a white fh.ee fleil to tier mother's room. ' - "Child, what Is it?" exclaimed Mrs. Martin. v.'-' "v :- "Mother, I saw his face. He showed it purposely. Mother, it is the' face of a fiend.",. '- . . ; i' V:.o- The mother led the girl to a sofa and took her in her arms. They heard him pass on to the veranda, and both moth er and daughter felt that' George would not return. A month ' passed Helen went about her duties as usual, striv ing to be cheerful, but the mother knew. . " ' Y ' . V At the end of the month General NcK son called. Mr. Sidney had not. re turned to his work as expected after his recovery. Did "Mrs. Martin know of his whereabouts ? Tf o. Well, for years Sidney had been a man of moods. "You see," -said the general, "when Sidney was in active service he risked his life to save a brother officer.. It's an old army story. It's enough to say that Sidney jumped between his friend and a 'shell the fuse of which had become accidentally , ignited. The shell exploded.' Sidney received a f ear f uj wound and was marked for life, but he saved his fellow. Marked for life, did I say? Yes, marked worse thanHugo's 'Man Who Laughs.' That shell fragment gave to the handsomest man In the service the half-face of V fiend. He was to be married, "poor chap, but the girl saw his face and fled. She was the sister of the man whose life he saved.v What a world it is! The face of a devil and his life a hell. That Is George Sidney's fate." It was the anniversary of the day that George, Sidney left the Martin cot tage. Helen was standing at the gate looking down the moonlit road. A bush partly hid her. She heard footsteps. Leaning forward she saw a figure ap proaching. Her heart gave a sudden s throb, and she muttered the half smothered cry, "Mr. Sidney!" The' man heard and turned as if to hurry away, but there was something In the tone of the cry that held him. He saw the girl's face In the moonlight, and In a moment he was a her side. "Helen," he said, "I left because I loved you." She looked up. "Then stay because you love me," she said, and saying It: she drew the scarf from the side of his face, v and, - kissing him gently, said: "It Is God's mark of :,manhood."r-Ed- ward B. Clark, In the Chicago Record Herald. " Blaine's SprncKanm Adre&tnr, Few men possess the talent for re membering faces such as that of the. late James G. Blame. Here is ah in stance which has not appeared In print before: " Inthe early sixties he was traveling In a sleeping car through Canada. rpeep In the Canadian forest the, en gine- orojce uown, ana tnsre was a de- la of several hours. A little girl of ftYe years was a fellow passenger. Mr. Blaine made friends with the child. and to pass the time of .waiting pro posed that they should go in search of spruce gum. They came back laden with sticky spoils, which were shared With their companions. r Fifteen years went by. and the child had grown to be a college senior with out again seeing Mr. Blaine. One after noon she heard Jiim speak at a large public meeting, and at the close- of the address she. made her way to him. She said simply: - "Mr. Blaine, I don't suppose you will remember me. I am Marcaret Sar-' jQuick as a flash came the answer. emphasized with a hearty hand-grasp : "Ha vo you ever tasted any spruce gum since that was; as good as that was? V Of course the recognition made that girl his friend for ilf e.Youth's Com panion. ' ;,,;-: : ' : r -. ,A v. , v lIanrTho Make Bed. Making beds Is commonly considered; a woman's .work, but there are neTcr theles8 . quite a : number of r men ? who ' follow bedmaking as Sllib finding regular steady ' employment ' ihlsr work 4nimany of the ; lodging-hVusea. f or " menThis is - especially true! of those in ewXork City (lV6r ihany; years all the bedmakers in these places of many; beds were men. - For example, in k big Iodging-house,with from 400 to 500 beds, there is a bedmaksr to every floor, having perhaps ninety beds to make daily, incidentally he sweeps the floor and keeps it clean and in or der, The bedmaker goes .on dnty at a. m. and works until G p. ni.-The; bulk of his work, however, is over by 3 p. m. V Some men bedmakers, like wdmen, make untidy 'beds, and some ony ;1qulck but ar?f ul, ' and make a ed Jtha t iooks Inviting; The ; p?y! of the man bedmaker ' small an4 commonly he sleepa ia th bovsa whero' aa empioyea STRANGE-PENSION' CASE HOW A SMALL SUM HAS CROWM INTO A FORTUNE. On &30 a Montli "the Eitt of Henry V Wentler, nn Inue Union Soldier, Jiow Amount! to 833,000 Stor of the Vet eran and Hie Accumulated Ttealth. : Starting $11.37 in debt thirty years ago, tatid depending f or av41vel!hood wholly on a pension of $50 a month from 'the. Government,! the estate ot Henry WehsleV of Spiken Wabash County. Ind., now amounts to more than $25,000, and is rapid rate. What is st growing at a 11 more curious, the G oy errimeiit, hav4ng paid Wensler this pension for a generation, will,, at his death, receive back the $50 a month and $S000 in addition.! Such a state of affairs has never before come within the ken of the bureau otRcialsas re ported by Special Agent Stephens. The story of Wensler and his accumu lated wealth is an interesting one, "and is thus related by the Wabash corre- spondent' of the Indiapaolis News: "During the war he enlisted from Wabash County in the Eighty-ninth Indiana Infantry. While on the march in the South he suffered from prostra tion by the heat, which! caused mental derangement, and though ho has not at any time been violent; he has been, to an extent, incapable of managing his affairs! For twelve years after his affliction Wensler was confined In the hospital for the lns'ane.xit Indianapolis, and was discharged as being harmless and requiring no attention. Applica tion was made- for a pension on ac count of his mental condition, and the case was pending some time. ' In 1S67 his wife was divorced, and he was left comparatively friendless. "At that time his condition was such that Jonathan Talmage. ja local banker, was appointed guardian, and Mr. Tal mage's report to the Circuit Court in September, 1870, showed that Wensler had overdrawp his account with his guardian $11.37. In the next report Mr. Talmage 6howed that the pension of $50 a month, with a considerable amount as arrearages, had been paid, and as Wensler had been supported by the State while at the Hospital, the ar-. rearages amounted to a tidy sum. - "In this way the foundation of the present fortune was laid, our years ago Mr. Talmage died, and Thomas P. Payne, a wealthy land owner of Wa bash, was appointed guardian. The Pension Eureau required, about that time, that all reports of guardians of wards receiving pensions should be made to . Washington, j In his report of May 1, 1900, Mr. Payne set forth that the amount of funjls belonging to Wensler In his hands was $23,430, and that the total cost of j administering the guardianship was $1214. With a few exceptions the funds were" loaned oh gilt-edged security, at ten per cent. Interest, and later at eight per cenL Some of the4 later loans have been made at six per cent. This Interest tvas compounded, and. the tota.L mounted higher and higher. Wensler . was ac tive, and contributed to his own sus tenance. For year he piled ;hii voca tion as a huckster, and drove about the county with his little wagon, on which were printed in sprawling letters the words: H Wensler, Hugster , "Recently he went into business in a small way at Spiker's Station, four miles from Wabash. He lives alone, and his expenses for food and clothing are almost nothing. His guardian pays $3.50 a week for his food, and Wens ler takes $25 a month j for other ex penses. The rest of the $50 pension, and the handsome Increment from the $25,000 at interest, is re-in vested as it comes In. ' '. "The reports of the guardian to the Pension Bureau, making this remarka ble exhibit, induced . Commissioner Evans to send Special Agent Stephen to vv abash to look into the case, and ue uucoverea tne facts as stated. The special agent says that as Wensier has no friends the money at his deathi will revert to the Government. : Wensler Is perhaps sixty-flyeearstold' and never speaks unless addressed. He is ex pert in handling horses, and on several occasions has been injured in. runa ways, but he does not seem to know ,what fear is. Probably no' estate in the country has been so capably man aged. ;;-.v v ,:.- . , :f . "It is said of Wensler that a few years ago hewas seized with: a desire to manage hla property, and went to tne office 'of a well-known Wabash, sawyer, to state his. case:; . 'See here. Mr v cam wensler, ! am not in sane, and I want my funds turned over to me. The lawyeeazed at him in tently fora momenind then replied: 'You're drawing a good pension, arenU you r Wensler v. admitted he was; Well, then,' drawled the lawyer, 4if you are , not; IhsahV your Derision win stop, : for that's why : you are-getting xv Wensler looked wild, arid shot out of the, door.:; And after that he was content. to waive all right to the man agement of his estate." t V ; i ; A Bicycle ' Sweeper. - Bicycler can be fitted with a new pavement cleaning device to keep- the wheel frpiti getting muddy.; which is ;maae: pr-atcy under brushy held in n frame ahead of Uhe front wheel arid geared to the axle to revolve arid secp wweoi bs tne wueeiman ridei alonff. : THE QIC PACE IN TheIT Glffantie TisaRe That Startled a a,,, : - , Norwegian Steams Uo -A-real but gigantic Santa v.u I Cbmlng down from the frozen W according to reports brought lal fhp- Norwezlan stoampr Sophia, y' On the blotter at the time Exchange the vessel's renm 'Four , icebergs passed six miles aorr I northeast ; from Cape St. Franei rtTnirt f tiit iiixif cinr nr ina but an interview with the CcptaJf brought to-llht a most curious of Nature. :r ) . f xne snip, wiu uer cargo or iron for this port, passed ; the four bt. when two days out from Wabana, F. . But little 'attention was paid k i them until the ship was just abtetat I or tne' largest vuv. u cry irom oie the crew on watch attracted all Ihiq; Captain Kordahl at first thought ir--he sawf wa s an optical illusion, mt let. I ; eled his glasses, and then ordered t j course of the' ship changed. j The Drottling Sophia sailed nrowmf the end of the berg, and all raemb . of the crew saw at close range vkx gigantic head ;of a man in profile, jj f clearly, defined in the ice as ihnwX chiseled by a sculptor. The forehead was at the very top, depressions the appearance of eyes, the. noso t'2u ' clear cut; and the bottom of the hl seamed by tiny rivulets . of inelnpji ice, had every resemblance to a i0a.f flowing beard tapering off Into i water. T1k iceberg was over 200 f ' feet high,; and was evidently agroani5 in ' about ninety fathoms of watcj The face and head,'-said- CaptaV, Nordahl, bore great reseplflncc iuS the familiar Santa Claus. Philadelpliit North American f WISE WORDS. Shallow waters flow with vexed cc: rents. 1 The homes of a nation are the bt.s rometer of Its life. . K We', m iist answer for bur riches,-tor our riches cannot answer for us. We put a price upon riches, bat? riches cannot put a price upon us. The gem of truth bears all tests ?ift-l out diminished lustre or clearness. f The meanest use for money is fci make it cover a multitude of sins. ! It is a great deal better to cheer $, man than to be cheered bv a thousand. .. Better a pair of clean bare hanal than the most expensive soiled whits I gloves. ' " x Call another a fool and you are tfca fool; call yourself a fool and yon ho- gin to; be wise, f v Goodness outranks goods. A burst- ing barn and a godless heart proclafrj a fool without hope. No lot in life is small enough to sttrn&i a soul.- Lowly circumstaiicfta aro vol bar to high thoughts. ) 'Tin a sad thing when a man caa Thave no comfort but in diVcrBioas, v joy but In forgetting himself. ! When' two hearts cease to beat sj I one, It will not be long until theowfr era will want to beat each other. . i Costllstt Thimble on ltecord. Think of it, a thimble which coat $65,000 in American money I Aad think of a husband who presents lb wife with such a gift! It belongs f the Queen' of Slam. : T i Thimbles were not in ua In Siara until a comparatively recei-tdate TfifX iang seeing tnat ingiisn anu -amtf j lean women visiting his court nac; thimbles, had one made for his wifo The thimble is of gold,' enrl ched precious stones. It is shaped like partially opened lotus flower, eacir petal Rearing the Interlaced initials rf me sovereign ana nis wne m auio-j thysts, rubies, emeralds and topaaei. Around the rim of the thimble J ' ; be. read the date of the ; marriage the royal pair according to the SiaiBfS and European calendars, each nuinWs' arid eachjettcr being of alternate dis monds and pearls. " i ; HI Sweetneart'a Xetter. '; A' colonel, on his, tour . of inspection ( unexpectedly entered the drill rooa f When he came across a couple of sl diers,' one of them reading a letter aloud, while the other waflisteniuft and, at'the same time, stopping up tbe earstof the reader. V - t "What .are you doinj, therer fi. puzzled. officer inquired of the forfflj "You see, : colonel, I'm reading to kins, who can't read himself, a lctt. Which has - arrived by this afternoon post from his sweetheart. I "And you, Atkins - what Jn the wor: are you doing r; , ' ; i f - "Please, colonel, I am stopping ; Murnhv'a - nr - with hSfh hnnrtsL I cause . I , don't mind . his "reading sweetheart's : letter, but I don't wa.: him to hear a single word of she has ' written." Tit-Bits. - dates In Norway. . Anrlons feature to ;traycler in high" roads of Norway is tth'e great na bers of gates upward of 10,000 in & Whole countrv whlrh have to " opened. ? These j gates, which el!! mark the boundary of the farms or w arate the home fields from- thd has to stop 'his ' vehicle and get lahds.cbnstltute a .considerable iaT venience aula delav tothettrar?Ier; and open them. - . - J
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