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" FOR GOP, FOR COUNTRY, AND FOR TRUTH."
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VOL. XV.
PLYMOUTH, Nr C, FRIDAY, JANUARY 20; 1905,
THE CONSERVATIVE
At twenty, as you proudly stood
And read your thesis, brotherhood,
3 f I remember right, you saw,
The fatuous faults of social law.
'At twenty-five you braved the storm
And dug the trenches of reform'.
"Stung by some gadfly iu your breast
Which would not let your spirit rest.
'At thirty-five you made a pause
To sum the columns of the cause;
"You noted, with unwilling eye,
The heedless world had passed you bv.
Edmund Vance Cooke,
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puny tho summer of 180G the
.Isi few ' families living at
T Clark's Crossing, in West
A pin Wisconsin. were
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thrown into groat exoi tu
rnout bv tho rininsr of a cow-bell. Per-
lvaps if it had been an ordinary cow
lell, or had been heard in any other
field, it would not have caused even
a ripple of excitement among the stolid
farmers; but that that particular bell
should ring in that one field and in
no other, just at that partlculav time,
ami that no one should ever catch sight
of the mysterious ringer, was enough
to cause excitement, even in a place
where sensations were more common
than they were iufthat little back
wood settlement jM tD
Ciark'sl Cussing had been nanied
After fheVealthy owner of the largest
farm in the township. It is doubtful
Jf this name would have been chosen
If the man who had first applied it
to- the cluster of houses that, stood
near the. spot where the railway
crossed , the main road had supposed
that' the neighbors would adopt Ihe
name, for, Mr. Clark was not popular,
.among them.? They distrusted and dis
liked him. ',. , .
He was an ignorant man, but no one
wuld sayirhe was positively dishonest
: He was too acute" to be caught in any
of the petty meannesses of which they
felt sure he had been guilty; therefore,
they could only , watch him closely' in
ji'.I their dealings;' and; probably be
, lieved him guilty, of .: many things he
t never thought of doing.
Feeling thus toward him, it was not
Grange that when Widow Garrett's
cow was run over on the track .just
below the. crossing, 'where, the railway
.fail -through a portion of Mr. Clark's
Mfarm, that there should be a number
ready to say that he had let. down the
fence and driven the animal on' to the
track: else, hew did she get there?
Not from the road; the cattle guards
..."vi prevented that, and the railway itself
' .was well fenced.
The cow was known to have broken
3 n to the wheat-field in the afternoon.
She wore a heavy, cracked, peculiar
sounding bell that was'well known to
all. Two of the neighbors had after
ward said that." returning home late
from the village, three miles away,
they had heard the cow there again.
Later still, .when the express train
went )y, several had been aroused
from sleep by its short, sharp danger
iwhistle; but the train had gone on.
i find afterward the cow had been found
by the section men beside the track,
dead. ' They notified Mrs. Garret, and,
' to save her any trouble or expense,
buried the carcass where it was found.
. Tommy Garrett, freckled, 'under
sized, big-eyed Tommy Mrs. Gar
rett's dull . .commonplace, fourteen-year-old
and only son went over and
.watched them, and Mrs. Garrett
. grieved, for the cow had been a help
to her, nuu sue could not aiiora to
replace it.
"Did they take the bell off Erindlc?"
I she asked Tc
A sat staring s
"So," he i
she asked Tommy that evening, as he
solidly into the fire.
eplied, "thought it wasn't
worth it It's burled, but not deep,
though."
"Well, wo can't get it, even if it
isn't deep," answered his mother. "But
I'm sorry it wasn't taken off. The
bell and strap would have been worth
fiomcthing at the junkshop: int town
'even if no one here wanted them.
Fifty cents, maybe." , .
Tommy's dull face brightened" some-
, ;what, and his wiry figure straightened
for a moment. .J .
.v The. old beir worth; - fifty: cental
a pity lie had mot known it!
V This was the way the matter 'stood
rr-v' .. ;.i .. L1! .rfT'l rfcht yftrr the cow
At forty you had always known 1
' Man owes a duty to his own.
Man's life, is as man's life is made(
The game is fair, if fairly played.
At fifty, after years of stress
You bore the banner of success.
All men have virtues, all have sins,
And God is with the man who wins.
'
At sixty, from your captured jeighis
You fly the flag of vested rights.
Bounded by bonds collectable,
m And hopelessly respectable!
in Philadelphia Saturday Evening Post.
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Cow-Bell.
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BETH DAY.
had been buried. Mr. Clark heard a
cow-bell in his wheat-field.
' He dressed hastily, grumbling mean
while about people who allowed their
stock to run in the road although he
was one of them lit his lantern and
hastened out to the field.
All the way from the house to the
wheat-field fence he could hear the
short "clink, clink" made by the bell
of an animal feeding.
"Get out. jwu brute!" he shouted,
as he set Ids lantern on a fence-post
and began to climb stiffly into the field.
It was a still night. Every sound
could be heard distinctly. There was
a sharp, "clank" of the bell, as if the
animal had passed, startled by" his
voice, and raised its head suddenly to.
listen, and presently the steady.' half
muffled "clink, clink, clink," began
again. --
Mrv Clark went out a few yards into
the wheat, and, holding his lantern as
high as he could, peered Into tho
semi-darkness.
"Clink, clink, clink.", sounded the
bell only a few yards away, it seemed
to him, but he could see nothing.
"Get out, you trespassing beast!" he
shouted again, stamping angrily
The bell rattled as if the cow had
shaken' her head, and then all -was
still. -
The field lay beside tho main road.
One of the section men, who had been
to the village and was late in return
ing, called to his neighbor:
"What's up. Clark?"
"Somebody's cattle in my wheat
again," replied the farmer. "Can you
see anything?"
The man stooped until his eyes were
on a eyel. with the top of the wheat
and looked .".cross the field. In the
silence the "clink, clink" of the bell
was distinctly audible.
"No," he answered; "I can't see
anything. But I can hear her. There's
only one, I think."
"SQunds like that cow of Widow
Garrett's," observed the farmer.
"Well, it isn't her." rejoined the
man "nor her bell, neither, for we
buried them both. But it does sound
like it" ' '
"It does that," answered ill? farmer,
"and there wasn't another bell like it
in the township. Well, I must get the
old critter out. or she'll have half
the wheat trampled down."
Ho shufiled away, following the
"clink, clink," of the bell, that seemed
to come froit just beyond the circle
of light cast by the lantern he was
holding.
Presently he stopped, for the sound
of the bell had ceased.
Mr. Clark listened for a moment.
Thenhe kicked some of the hard earth
loose, gathered a handful, and flung
it in the direction in which he had
heard the bell. , . , ;.
"Whey, you old fool!" he shouted.;
A light wind stirred the wheat, but
there was no other sound; nor did he
hear the bell again that night, although
he searched for some time; neither did
he find any cattle in the field. He ex
amined the fence, but could find no
place where an anlma! could have
broken in.
The more he thought about it the
more mystified he became., lie. feared
that the bell-ringing would be repeated,
nor were his fears In vain. . It began
somewhat. earlier than on tho previous
evening, and armed with his lantern
a stout stick which-he had provided,
Mr. Clark sallied out at the first
"clink, clink," of the bell, find for
nearly an hour fallowed ;'It, about, as
he had dtne o.n the previous flight,
and to as little purpose., r -. -'
'Two of the nearest neighbors threw
up their windows' and listened when
ihoy euv.' the lantern ia the licIJ, and
the singular affat began to be, talked)
of in the neighborhood.
t The only result of this second visita
tion was to fix the idea firmly in the!
minds of Mr. Clark and those who!
heard it, that it was really old
Brlndle's bell.
The next day Mr. Clark called on
Widow Garrett.
"I came," he began, with assumed
confidence, "to buy your cow-bell. I
suppose you'd as lief sell it, as you
have no use for it now?"
"I should be glad to do so," assured
the widow, "but they did not think
it worth keeping, and so buried it with
the cow."
"I'd pay you a good price for it,",
he continued watching her keenly.
"I'm sorry I have not got it," she;
replied. "I'd be glad enough to sell
it if I could."
The man turned a shade paler. -
"I I can't always tell my cow-bells
when I'm hunting my cows, they're
so like the others, aud that was so
different" -
"I'm sorry," repeated the widow.
"Oh, well, it don't matter' con
tinued Mr. Clark. "Now I come to
think of it, the bell was cracked and
wasn't worth much. You'll be buying
a new one, I presume?
The widow shook her head.
"It would be a great help to me,"
she said, "but I could not raise the
money to buy one."
That night the farmer decided not
to go out to tlie field, but he dis
covered, as did his neighbors, that the
bell rang just the same, whether he
went out or not.
Big boys began to whistle when they
had to pass the field' after1 sundown,
and little f boys would not pass it at
all after (darkr , . . t
The next nfght'the farmer lay awake,
and listenedj'he did not get up until
the sound of the bell came" through
the field, and went up and down, up
and down along his garden., .fence.
Then he left his bed, dressed himself
and followed it into the field. A num
ber of the neighbors stood in the road
and shouted out to him.
"Why don't you set the dog on it?"
called one.
Mr. Clark did not keep a dog, but a
neighbor brought one, and it was sent
into the field. -" . - - - v '
It went in fast enough, but it did
not come back. -; Later the owner found
that it had sneaked out on the opposite
side of the field and gone home.
The neighbors were standing outside
the fence, and Mr. Clark inside, just
in the edge of the wheat. With one
accord they seemed to .iave left him
to search out the mystery alone, only
helping by advice.
"Why don't you
before it; comes,"
go into the field
asked one, "and
watch?"
This he decided to do. Near the
centre of the field stood a huge stump.
The tree had been cut down years be
fore, and used for rails, but one cut
of the log a mere shell now lay
neartthe stump, and beside this Mr.
Clark seated himself, in the early
twilight, and waited.
For some reasou best known to him
self, perhaps, he had chosen to seat
himself facing the railway and with
his back to the farmhouse. His eyes
were on a level with the top of the
wheat; he could hardly fail to see
anything that might como within the
fence, either before or on either side
of him.
All was still; and at last he decided
to go back to the house. But. as he
arose from his cramped position and
turned, with his back to the field, he
found he had worked liimself into the
condition of a frightened boy. who
dares not" look back for fear he will
see, something, and dares not quicken
his steps for fear that he will run.
5 But' almost at the moment that he
turned, th a sound of the bell broke
out sharp, . distinct , and aggressively
near, behind him.
But when he turned at tho fence
there was nothing 'in sight; even the
wheat was still, except where he had
just passed through it.
The next day Mr. Clark took one of
his best young cows to the widow.
"It will be winter soon," he said;
"and Vv3 got more than I have stable
room . for. It will oblige me if you'll
take care other for. the milk and but
ter you'll get, and I'll bring a load or
two of hay to begin on."
The bell rang no more after that, and
it was more than a nine days', wonder
and talk; but, as has-been' futimated
before, sensations vere. scarce ia that
primitive neighborhood.,
Tears afterwards, some one found n
rusty cow-bell with a -broken toigue
in fc hollow log, and it revived the
story of the haunted wheat field.
"No." said Tommy Garrett a man
grown when they mentioned it to him;
"I did not Intend to scare Mr. Clark
the first time. I'd got the bell, and
was coming through the field, playing
that I was Brlndle, when he came out.
That made me think of getting him
out again. It was easy to take the
tongue in my hand when he'd get too
close, and it was fun! I'd have rung
it again, only I broke the clapper that
night I chased him. No. my mother
didn't know; she'd have belted me
good If she had!" Golden Days.
A Ketr Type of Microscope.
'A new type of high-power micro
scope invented by Mr. ,T. W Gordon
was recently exhibited in London.
Says The Scientific American Supple
ment: "It is well-known fact that
when high magnification is attempted
by a series of lenses arranged in con
ventional manner, the emergent beam
of light which enters the eye of the
observer is so small that vision is de
ficient, owing to the fact that the pupil
of the eye is not entirely filled with
light. It is consequently apparent
that in order to obtain satisfactory
results in excessive magnification the
emergent ray should be expanded iu
such a way as to fill the .-.)il of the
eye. This result is achieved in this
microscope of Mr. J. W. Gordon. It
comprises an ordinary microscope with
an eccentrically rotating glass screen
with a finely grained surface placed iu
the view-field. This is viewed through
a" second, microscope which has an
object-glass of half an inch.; by means
of which, a further, .magnification -ot
100 diameters is rendered possible.
The transmitted emergent beam is ex
panded by the ground-glass',? screen ,so
that it fills the second microscope, and
there are no imperfections whatever
in the magnifications. The inventor
demonstrated this by magnifying a
diatom to 10,000 diameters, and its
structure was perfectly clear and de
fined right to the edges. A compre
hensive idea of the extent of this ex
cessive magnification may be gathered
from the fact that if the eye of an
ordinary house-fly were magnified on
the same scale it would cover an area
of 312 feet. The idea of the ground
grained screen being made to revolve
is to prevent the grain thereon Up
coming visible and thereby interfering
with the magnifying of ' the' subject
under observation, while as it is not
in contact with either of the micro
scopes there is a complete absence of
vibration." .l. ;-' - ' ", :
Green Lamps Talk to Car Men.
The street car lines of New York
have their lantern signals the same as
steam railways. Different barns
they are still called barns, although
horseless have different signals with
red and green lanterns. On an Eighth
avenue car the other night two green
lanterns Avere swinging from the rear.
A passenger asked why.
"Them's the go home lamp-s," ex
plained the conductor. "On our down
trip the transfer men along the run
see the green lights. Then they know
that their relief will appear within a
certain time, differing according to the
length of the run, and that they caa
go home. Men who hand out trans
fers on the corners cannot think of
going home until they see them green
signals in the rear. A green signal
ahead notifies them to stay on until
further orders." New York Press.
Where Women Vote.
In four States Wyoming, Colorado.
Utah and Idaho women possess the
right to vote on equal terms with men
at all elections. Either full or partial
suffrage for women exists in twenty
six States. In eighteen States women
possess school suffrage. Iu Kansas
they have municipal and school suf
frage. Montana aud Io.wa permit them
to vote on the issuance of municipal
bonds. In 1SDS Louisiana granted
them the privilege of voting upon ques
tions relating to public expenditures.
With this exception, the Southern
States have been slow in advancing
the woman-suffrage cause. The
women of Wyoming. Colorado, Utah
and Idaho vote for Presidential elec
tors. Kansas City Journal.
How Japs Tt Arrows.
In Japan archers test their arrows
by balancing them oii tho nails of the
second 'afid' third fingers of the left
hand and rapidly twirling them by
the feathered end with the fingers of
the right. If the arrows make a whirl
ing sound it i-s crooked and must be
str3iUtcuel-
IN A PRINTING OFFICE..
Through dingy labyrinths that lead
When Dragon presses clank and roar,
And "Devils" moil that men may read,
She trips along the trembling floor.
A gleam of joy, a golden ray
In Giant Labor's grim domain .
The Princess of the olden lay
Whom naught could harm and naugh.6
, could stain.
So deftly every hazel hair
19 blent to form her shining crown!
Ni fleck nor spot is anywhere
To mar the trim and dainty gown.
The grimy pressmen laugh and nod;
Her laiigh resounds across the aisle.
The stonemen turn from 'type and quad
To catch the sunbeam of her smile.
And he the youth whoso dark eyes dar.ee
-And sparkle at the sight of her?
Oho! She meets his eager glance, :
And roses flush where lilies were.
Romance? Who know? The Fowler take
In wond'rous ways his gentle spoil.
All blcsings on the lass who wakes
The tender thought that brightens toil!
Arthur Guitermaa, ia ihe New York
Times.
"Are you up on music?" "So down
on it. A man in our flat is learning to
play a cornet." Cleveland Plain Deal
er. . . - -
y was knocked senseless :when a
small boy." "Well, doesit the doe
tor think you'll ever get over" it?"
Cleveland riain Dealer. "
And now in dreams the urchin sees
- In country and in towu, ..
A vision which doth hiphlv please
A schoolhouse burning down. 1
Philadelphia - luiletin.
Fuddy "Benson claims that he once
rode a thunderbolt bareback." Duddy
"Not bad foi' Bensou, but my friend
Titcum rides: a motor cycle every Sun
day." . . , , ,
. , IlT autosraph's not worth a cent,
. Vi'is treasured not, you know,
Though I've a promissory note '
lie signed some years ago.
j Fort Worth Record.
Dolly "Nell says that her engage
ment ring cost $2130." "" Polly "Per
haps 'PMo meant that she spent as
mucb'Siv.'thTit entertaining the young
man before she got it." Somerville
Journal. ,
Miss Verjuice "I saw Jane Staples
last evening. She was with -a mau,
ami I'll bet anything he was a married
map."VMlss Creamleigh "He is; he's
Jane's, husband. I supposed you knew
she was married." , r j
"What kind of sail are you going to
use on your yacht next year;" asked
the enthusiast. "Sheriff's, I guess,"
replied the owner, who had just looked
over tho steward's accounts. Cincin
nati Commercial-Tribune.
"If there's anything I hate it's a con
ceited person, and that Bloyley is cer
tainly the limit." "What makes you
think him conceited?" "He told some
one he knew as much as I know."
Cleveland riain Dealer.
"You'll take a couple of tickets, of
course. We're getting up a raffle for
a poor cripple in our neighborhood.'
"None for me, thank you. I, wouldn't
know what to do with a poor cripple
if I had him." Philadelphia Press. .
"I certainly was gratified at Mr. Crit
tick's comment," said D'Auber.';"What
did he say?" asked Knox. VW'by, you
heard him. Ho said I was unques
tionably a deft colorist." "I under
stood him to say 'daft.' "Philadelphia
Press.
Brown (staying at a farm house for
his summer holidays) "I like your
eggs, Mrs. Cheriton, but fish in the
country often has such a strong fla
vor." Farmer's Wife "Yes, sir. But
l:i London what you lose on the fish
you gain in the eggs." Punch -
Dunntawburc CastU.
Uustanburg castle is about to be of
fered for sale by auction. It vvas first
a British stronghold, then a Roman
fortress, and at a much later, period
was garrisoned for Queen Margaret,
after the battle of Hexham, when it
was besieged and taken after im as-
l sault, lasting three days. The legend
of "Sir Guy, the Seeker,' told in a bal
lad by M. G. Lewis, is connected with
the castle. . "Dunstan' diamonds'' are .
crystals found in the neighborhood.
A deep chasm i ctbe rock at:i&' east
of the castle is known rs the Rumblu