Grand Rapids Herald-Review Newspaper, October 13, 1900, Page 5

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No matier what's the matters one soll do you good, Ten. amples and. one thousand tsi monials sen: mail any address on receipt of price, by the Ripans Chemical Co., 1a Spruce St., NewYork City, The Herald-Review ' | The nateral nater of you—clear, KENTUCKY ROMULUS. 667 OOK heah, Eller—don’t look too skeerd ’caise I call yer Eller—you | hain’t no Miss Eller to me, my gal, ’catse ye been off ter the Salyersville cemitery, an’ ‘come home toatin’ er passel of Bluegrass | airs. Yas, Eller, I jist rode over heah this mornin’ ter fin’ out ef you want ter smash up that leetle contrack we writ in our hearts afore you went off, and sealed with | a kiss?” The girl at first widened her pretty brown eyes, as if shocked at his uncouth speech, but she met frank, ‘honest, exacting eyes that nothing could conceal except darkness itself. She colored, and, with a confused “Ab-he-em,” turned her face. Silence continued for about a minute, when the young man continued in firm tones, a note of pathos running through 1D: “Somehow or other, when I. hearn you was goin’ off, I felt like you’d never come: back to me no more—not as little Eller. sweet, an’ bright as our mountin cricks—would return bemuddied to simple eyes like mine. I’m not layin’ in no blame to you. I allers thought you, compar’d to me, a little git- tar beside a gourd fiddle. But I couldn’t help lovin’ you—my heart jist ren toward you just liké a dry chip to a suckhole. knowed, though, when you got ‘way off among town folks, you’d look at them ar fine hair’d doods, an’ them across their shoulders to the memory of rude l'red Cap- field, an’ it would make you curl yer lip an’ laugh. I know thar ain’t nothin’ about me to catch an’ hold a gal like you, an’ I | love you too well, an’ I think I’ve got a leetie bit too much spunk about me, to go draggin’ atter you like a briar, when you want ter free yerself. I’ve seed the day it would be like.a shot in my heart to be turned off, but I’ve been bracin’ myself for the lick ever since you went away. I’ve got all my ’rangements made, an’ in a month from now I’ll leave for Kansas, where I’ve got an uncle who offers me a place in his store. So, Eller, ef you say the word, I’ll take my medicine the best I kin, an’ never bother you no more.” When he had concluded Ella looked up at { him with a smile—a frank, bantering, kiss- able smile. Affectation was gone from her manner and speech. “Fred,” she said, with the genuine frank- ness of mountain natures, “I still think more of you than I ever did of any other man. I deplore your deficiencies in the way of education; but you are worth a thousand ‘doods,’ as you call the town boys. Still, Fred, I’m sorry to say, you are not my ideal, and unless I so consid- ered you, I don’t think I could live happily with you. I don’t think I shall ever marry. I’m too romantie in my nature—too exact- ing in the demand for qualities in my hus- band that don’t exist in these prosaic times. My reading has spoiled me, I know, I live in times long gone. My lover is your- self, but taken back a thousand or two thou- sand years. The modern man, of all de- grees, is too commonplace for my taste. Hundreds of times I have drearned of you as my lover, but in every instance you were either a Roman youth, or a knight of the~ middle ages, with armor on, going forth to do deeds for your lady love which the modern man could not even dream of do- ing. Of course, such a man, outside of books, I shal} never find, and unless my na- ture changes as the years go by, I shall never marry. Now, Fred, I’ve told you truly the state of my mind, and you will be pleased some day that you missed getting such a girlas I am fora wife. Such love as I have, however, belongs to you, but you know your- self it isn’t.the kind to keep house on. Oh, if we could only go back to the grand old Roman days, or to the days when knight- hood was in flower!” Fred arose at the conclusion of this novel speech, and, dipping his yellow curls, said: “Good-by, Eller. ” t “Say, mam, whar’s them old histories that that ar bow-leggad teacher leit heer two years ago?’ said Fried Capfield to his mother after he had arrived home. “They’re out, piled away in the smoke- house, sorhewhar among a lot of old trum- pery—what ye want with hist’rics, I'd like ter know?” After a long search among old shoes, trace chains, dried beans, corn cobs, and other debris, Fred finally fished out Gold- smith’s “History of Rome” and an old Eng- lish history. With some labor he read the Roman history as far as the rape of the Sabines, and, with a great grin and chuckle of exultation he laid it aside. Then he took up the history of the Norman ccn- quest, but dropped it when he read how great King William, when a duke in Nor- mandy,- won his exasperating wife. Then he threw it aside, and, plunging his hands | deep in his pockets, strode to and fro across the floor, his lips struggling to smile and whistle at the same time. “Mam,” said Fred, eerly the next morn- ing, as he appeared in his best “duds” at the door of the smokehouse, where his mother was compounding some soap grease, “I want you to drop yer soap-makin’ ter-day an’ go ter cookin’ up some good things.” “Why, what’s up?” “Never you mind, ole mammy! You jist mind yar han’some son, say nothin’ but yer prayers, an’ wait.” Fred ther strode rapidly out to the yard gate, where his big bay horse stood nerv- ously pawing the earth. Ile mounted him and went,with a rain of hoofs down the hard road toward the home of Ella McCoy. Riding up in front of the house, he yelled “Hallo!” John McOoy, big brother of Ella’s, came to the door. “Tell Eller to come out to the fence a moment,” quietly spoke the horseman. Ella responded, interrogation points in her eyes. “Step close’ to the fence a moment, Eller; I’m goin’ away, an’ I want to tell yer sum thin’.” She stepped up, her face quite pale, whén Fred, making a huge hook of his left arm, instantly caught her around the waist with it, lifted her up in front of him, drove spurs in his horse and dashed furiously away. Ella squirmed and screamed, but the big giant pressed her against his great chest and smiled gently. none papa and the boys will kill you!” she yelled. - “Possibly; but the Sabines didn’t kill folks like me, nor did the Romans you brag about. Besides, people don’t often kill sons- ‘in-law, no how.” “Oh, you villain!—boo-hoo! — I won’t marry you!” =» “No; , the squire that’s waitin’ down at the forks of the road will do that for you! Stop yer snubbin’! I’m a Roman an’ er William the Conqueror both at once!’ The little’ woman cou!d dono more. She jae ate We tee to laugh.. ‘ing up in the fine face of her modern Ea Or Share about his -was conquered. She had caused this law-| | FAIRBANKS, MORSE & CO. BEWITCHED IN SALEM HOUSE. { Olaim That Ghosts Visit a Young | Woraan in an Old Masga- chusetts Town, The people of Salem, Mass., are flocking to see a young woman who declares that she is bewitched. Her ; name is Carrie Peabody Bly. She lives } part of the time in an ancient house | built more than 160 years ago, an ad- dition to the famous house ‘at North | and Essex streets. The greater por- | tion of the day, however, Miss Bly spends in the witchhouse itself, eith- er in the upper chamber or in the gar- ret beneath the roof. There Miss Bly says she holds com- munion with their spirits, goes into trances and flies off into space and does numerous other stunts which have startled her townsfolk, She is controlled, she says, by the spirit of; Nathaniel Hawthorne and the spirits of Betsy Williams and other noted personages hover about her. ‘The day before Charles H. Hoyt re- ceived his freedom from the insane asylum in which he had been placed in Connecticut. Miss Bly says she | saw the spirit of his dead wife, Caro- line Miskel Hoyt, and she gave her a message to send to her husband. “T had never heard of the name of Hoyt,” said Miss Bly, “but the name! came to me as distinctly as could be. She said that she would not be hap- py until the judges had released her husband, who, she said, was not in- sane.” MINERS FIND STONE MAN. Image of Large Proportions Discov- ered at Depth of Twenty- Five Feet. In an upper story of a South Boston junk shop, carefully packed in straw and excelsior, there has been for days the stone figure of aman. With the exception of an upeven hollow in the abdomen and a few smaller imperfec- tions in the mold, the image is excel- lent. It is that of a man nearly siz feet tall, lying with bent legs, and one arm across the breast,modeled in gray- ish stone, Several weeks ago, the story goes, two miners digging a shaft in Sprung gulch, near ‘Reno, Nev., came upon the image of stone. They found it at a depth of 25 feet in a guleh,! They took out the figure rathe? care- lessly, breaking off the feet, which they recovered later, and sold. it to George D. Burton of Boston. It ‘has been examined by two or three per- sons connected with the Peabody mu- seum of Harvard university. Though the face is’said by some to be more typical of a white man than an Indian, the profile is distinctly Indian in con- tour. The image weighs more than 400 pounds, HONOR MISS LONGFELLOW. - Daughter of the Poet Adopted Into the Tribe by the Objibway Indians, Miss Longfellow, of Cambridge, Mass., daughter cf the poet, has been adopted into the Ojibway tribe of Indians. | The ceremony was _ per- formed on Longfellow’s island, and was done by the Indians as an honor to the descendants of Longfellow. The poct’s daughter was accompanied to Desbarata, Ont., by Mr. and Mrs. J. G. Thorpe and two sons of Richard H. Dana. Upon the arrival of the party a select corps of chiefs, braves, squawsandpappooses of the tribe who had perfected themselves in a drama- tization of the famous poem, “Hia- watha,” gave a special performance ‘beneath the primeval trees of the island. The performance was only given by the music of the wind in the treetops for accompaniment. The c were garbed in buckskin and a ue head dress of feathers. and her friends were a + i 5 FROST MFG. CO.'S AIR COMPRESSORS. =2 STEAM PUMPS 0 BOILERS. | French consul at Manila to his govern- : war department. ST. PAUL, MINN. ESTAGLISHED 1951. AUTOMATIC AND THROTTLING STEAM ENGINES. FAIRBANKS-MORSE GASOLINE \ | ‘FAIRBANKS AND CHIEF | INJECTORS. ° ; VALVES, BELTING, PACKING, ETC. LOVED AT FIRST SIGHT. Phe Romantic Story Which Will End | in a Wedding at an Early | Date, | a bit of romance in the love mm, whose aporte, Ind., and who is a relative of Gen. Henry C. Merriam, and Mary L. Crawford, one of Laporte’s most popular young so- ciety women. When they first met, over two years ago, it was a case of “love at first sight.” Each was under 20 and family interests forbade an en- gagement. The young people were put upon a term of probation. Young Merriam went west and was at Spo- kane when the Spanish war broke out. He wrote from there that he intended joining one of the regiments for ihe Philippine service. As this was the last letter Mis&’ Crawford received from him, she naturally supposed he had gone to the Philippines. A few months ago Miss Crawford saw an account of the death of an American soldier at Manila whose name was G. D. Merriam. The shock prostrated her, and she became dan- gerously ill, but after a number of | weeks she recovered, and when strong enough wrote to Merriam’s parents | at Spokane, Wash., condoling with them and assuring them that her love for their son would live forever. The | return post brought the astounding intelligence that George D. Merriam had never been a member of the United States army or volunteers, had not been in the Philippines and was then hard at work at college, where he would be graduated at the end of the present year. Miss Crawford's embarrassment was great, for she had opened her heart unreservedly to the parents of the man she loved, but joy overcame her embarrassment, and she faced the situation bravely. Investiga- tion revealed the fact that a false friend of Merriam had caused him to cease writing to Miss Crawford, but he speedily effected a reconciliation. It is understood by the friends of both parties that their engagement will be announced immediately after young Merriam is graduated. There i Btory of BUY SPANISH SHOES. Many American Soldiers in the Phil- ippines Are Wearing the For- eign Made Article, Many American soldiers in the Phil- ippines are wearing Spanish made) shoes. This strange fact was brought to light by a letter written by the ment, a copy of which has reached the | it says: “Shoes form one of the chief articles of commerce at Manila since the en- trance of the American troops. ‘The large number of regulars or volunteers | are forced to constantly renew their | footwear, So far Spanish manutac- | turers have mainly profited by this | trade. The few tailors now established | in this city have been overwhelmed with orders which, for want of capable i workmen, they have been unable to ful- | fill. The American army to-day forms their chief clientele. Uniforms of white, and espécially khaki, are made everywhere in proportion as troops ar- rive from the United States or return } to Manila from the front. Suits of | cloth or light. wool are ordered from the few European tailors. It is diffi- | cult to find out just what the amount of importation of these cloths is, but the kind made in France is too heary for this climate. ‘A light woolen cloth ought to be especially manufactured for tropical countries, where the warm and moist temperature requires the | use of materials extremely thin, but at the same time calculated to ward off | chills.” ‘ \'Phe Most. Excell {seh of s Dealer in Pine and Farming Lands. The tinest List of Agricultural and Grazing Lands in the County. facturing Enter tlers Located. Prospective Correspondence Solicited. Grand Rapiis, - - Minn. Register of Deeds of Itasca County. Pine and Farming Lands Pine Slumpage Bought, ABSEPRACTS OF TITLE. GRAD RAPIDS. Ttasea County Abstract Office KREMER & KING, Proprietors. BSTRACTS, REAL ESLATLTE FIRE INSURANCE, Conveyanees D, faxes Paid for Non- wn. dents, GRAND RAPIDS, - = W. E. MARTIN, MANAGER Traseu:Dan. Co: MINN PIHE AND FARMING LANDS Bought and pold. SEITLERS LOCATED. Shoice Farming Lands for Sate on Long ‘Yime and Easy Terms. met GRANDRAPIDS - ~-. MINN Notice for Publication. act of congre: ed “An act, for thi tute of Minnesof, filed is office her sworn siztement No, 5945, forthe purchdSe of the and sw of sc Of section No. 6 and nw of ne’ of on No, No. 149 Ne range No. 27 f to show t hiore val for ugrieultdral purposes, and to establish her claim to sai i betore the Register and Receiver of this office at. Duluth sotz, on Wednesday. the 4th day of October, 1100. She names as wituesses: James Bailey, Chester W. Robinson, Francis Caldwell a: James Anderson, the post office address of ali of whom is Deer River. Minnesotit. Any and all persong claiming a-ty the ‘above described lands ure req to Sle their claims in hts offee on or a suid 40h day of Oct hex. Fiend 83 Mac DGnwanp & SRAKet act 1S. B, Cubs salacties ees a Mineral: : inne-~ f ; ? ' +