anaheim-gazette 1903-02-19

April in Venice! The Italian sky smiled down on the rippling waters of the lagoon, but Marian Dane was blind to its loveliness as she leaned back languidly in her gondola. These months of traveling had failed to make her forget. It was all the fault of the pink roses, she told herself. Why could they not keep to their own proper season of June? But in these lands of summer, in Italy and southern France, even during January, their fragrance, like a breath of poison, had deadened her interest in new scenes and experiences. And yet pink roses had once meant happiness to Marian. They had first come into her childish life in pleasant dreams. When she grew into a slender alp of a girl and graduated from the Young Ladies' seminary, it was only the frantic clasp of her fingers on a bunch of roses that kept her voice from faltering over the prize essay. Jack Dawson's card was tied to the long stems, and Jack and she were boy and girl lovers. It had come about naturally, for they lived side by side, with no envious wall to bar their twilight confidences—only a low hedge. They were in that delicious stage when secrecy seemed to add a new tie of love—a tie that shutt out the rest of the world. So she wore the ring on a ribbon round her neck and stole down to meet her lover by the big pink rose-bush. Ah, how long ago that seemed! Aft erward had come a dreadful day, the day of the quarrel. Being their first, they took it far too seriously. It was in the old garden, whose charm for once was broken. Jack was impetuous, she cool and reproachful. Before either of them knew what had happened she had slipped the ring into his hand, and he was out of sight across the hedge. She had sat there at first too stunned to think, but pride came to her aid. day, and she was to be a bridesmaid and carry pink roses. She dressed at home, with the aid of her old nurse. Through the window came the garden events, and she could even see the pink glory of the old trysting bush. And were these not some of its roses that Nancy offered for her hair? She shivered as she put on the soft, elonging dress. If it were only her shroud! The carriage came and in a few too short moments she was at the house. They were finishing the dressing of the bride. Leslie was indeed beautiful. She insisted on stopping to embrace Marian. How poorly she looked, and it was a shame that the old steamer had to be late. But it would be all right about the procession; she need only follow the other girls. Everywhere pink roses! Their fragrance seemed to affect Marian like a narcotic, but she drew herself up proudly. Should she show the world how she suffered? Now came the signal to start. Marian clutched her roses so tightly that the thorns cut through her gloves, but she walked without a tremor. Suddenly her new found self possession vanished. There, before her, among the ushers, was Jack Dawson. Her head swam, but she walked on mechanically until she reached the landing overlooking the lower hall and saw, pale and nervous as ever a groom could be, John Thornton. She understood it now. He was Jack—the only Jack—to Leslie. A wave of relief, almost of happiness, surged over her. She never knew how she stood through the ceremony. As in a dream, she was by his side. He might have felt the trembling of the little figure and her secret in her face. Perhaps he did, for afterward, in a full, she found herself in a corner of the porch, while a dear voice was making impetuous explanations and appeals. And for answer she hid her blushing face in her bunch of pink roses. Escaped an Awful Fate Mr. H. Haggins of Melbourne, Fla., writes: "My doctor told me I had consumption and nothing could be done for me. I was given up to die. The offer of a free trial bottle of Dr. King's New Discovery for Consumption induced me to try it. Results were starting. I am now on the road to recovery and owe all to Dr. King's New Discovery. It surely saved my life." This great cure is guaranteed for all throat and lung diseases by J. P. Hatzeld, druggist. Price 50 cents and $1. BIT OF HUMAN NATURE A Hasty Conclusion About a Woman That Was Changed Later. Two little girls occupied seats together on an elevated train the other night. Both were scantily dressed, but low eyed and hungry looking. They we unmistakably of that class known "cashgirls" employed in the downtown department stores, for each dressed the other by a number in lieu of name. Directly opposite them sat a fashionably dressed woman who was accustomed by a well-groomed male escort. Upon their entrance the conversation the little girls stopped abruptly there was something pitiful in their nestness with which both watched every move of the woman so stunnin' gowned. Two pairs of abnormally kinky tired eyes thoroughly invigored every bit of finery in her apparel from the highest plume of her hat to the soft, natty shoes which incased shapely feet. "Say, 76," whispered the smaller two girls, leaning toward her panion, "she's a real lady, she is can tell by her make up. Ain't this beautifull of a hat, though? And look that diamond breastpin! Whew! bet that hat cost all of"— "Sh!" interrupted 76 in an untidone. "She'll hear you." There was spell of silence as both girls leaned with their heads resting against top of the seat. They were enjoying dazzling picture before them. After glancing over a section of newspaper which the man had got her the woman folded it up and handed it back to him. "Did you get the tickets?" she asked. "Yes," was the answer in an indifferent tone. "Let me see them." He extracted a small envelope from his vest pocket and handed it to "Ey the way," he remarked, "we have to go tonight. I couldn't get scents for tomorrow, and rather miss it I took these." "Tennight?" she repeated in a tortexation. "You know well enough we can't go tonight. We have and engagement"— "Which we can conveniently cool," he interpolated. Indeed we will not," she retorted with a determined stamp of her foot. A protracted argument followed which was not too low for the cash to learnt the drift. "You can go to Mrs Brown's alco world. So she wore the ring on a ribbon round her neck and stole down to meet her lover by the big pink rose bush. Ah, how long ago that seemed! Afterward had come a dreadful day, the day of the quarrel. Being their first, they took it far too seriously. It was in the old garden, whose charm for once was broken. Jack was impetuous, she cool and reproachful. Before either of them knew what had happened she had slipped the ring into his hand, and he was out of sight across the hedge. She had sat there at first too stunned to think, but pride came to her aid. Her cheeks flamed as righteous indignation grew. She planned it all out—Jack was too impetuous and must have a lesson, and she was quite firm enough to administer it. It was a very proud little figure that started for the house, defiantly pulling a bunch of pink roses out of her belt and flinging them into the grass. But the next minute she was down on her knees, gathering them up carefully as she whispered, "It was not your fault, poor dears!" Slowly the days passed by. If Jack were having a lesson, he was learning it in silence, for no overtures came from beyond the hedge. Her anger was dead, and in its place was the growing fear that he would never again come to her. In vain she had called up all her pride and tried to follow his example. It was too hard a task when he was so near. She grew restless. She would go abroad and leave even his memory far behind. Mr. Dane did not suspect what was the matter with his motherless girl, but if she wanted a trip to Europe she should have it. Jack must have known about the plan, but he made no sign. They sailed from New York. Among the gifts sent to the steamer were no pink roses and no card from Jack. Now the splash of oars could not rouse her from her bitter reverie, but as they turned a corner a breath of the old fragrance brought a stash of pain to her heart. They floated close to a tiny garden set like an emerald between the dark buildings, and over its low wall hung a blooming spray. At sight of the roses came renewed longing for home. She would fight against it no longer. She went back to the hotel filled with peace. A letter was waiting for her. As she opened it, leisurely, she wondered what had moved Leslie Prince to write to her. Leslie had been one of the belles of the home set, but she and Marian had never been particularly chummy. The letter began effusively (Leslie was always effusive): My Dearest Marian—I have a surprise or you. I am engaged. And you can't guess to whom—to Jack. The sheet almost fell from Marian's trembling hand, but she forced herself to read on: It is all very sudden. I had no idea that he cared for me, but he does—awfully—and insists on being married in June. Now, I want you for a bridesmaid. Do promise that you will come home in time. You won't have to bother much about the dress. It will be a pink and white wedding, just white mull with pink roses. There was more, but she could read no further. "To Jack" that is what her brain kept repeting. So soon—to marry another so soon. And they wanted her to be a bridesmaid—it was too cruel—at his wedding—never! She explained an Awful Fate. Mr. H. Haggins of Melbourne, Fla., writes: "My doctor told me I had consumption and nothing could be done for me. I was given up to die. The offer of a free trial bottle of Dr. King's New Discovery for Consumption induced me to try it. Results were starting. I am now on the road to recovery and owe all to Dr. King's New Discovery. It surely saved my life." This great cure is guaranteed for all throat and lung diseases by J. P. Hatzeld, druggist. Price 50 cents and $1. Trial bottles free. ARITHMETIC 1700 B.C. Suma Over Which Egyptian Children Puzzled Their Brains. Probably the oldest copy book for home lessons in arithmetic was recently unearned in Egypt. The papyrus, which was found in excellent condition, dates from the period about 1700 B.C.-that is, about 100 years before the time of Moses, or almost 8,600 years ago. It proves that the Egyptians had a thorough knowledge of elementary mathematics almost to the extent of our own. The papyrus has a long heading, "Direction how to attain the knowledge of all dark things," etc. Numerous examples show that their principal operations with entire units and fractions were made by means of addition and multiplication. Subtractions and divisions were not known in their present form, but correct results were obtained irreversibly. Equations are also found in the papyrus. Among the examples given is this: Ten measures of barley are to be divided among ten persons in such a manner that each subsequent person receives one-eighth of a measure less than he one before him. Another example given is: There are seven men, each one has seven cats, each cat has eaten seven mice, each mouse has eaten seven grains of barley. Each grain of barley would, if cultivated, have yielded seven measures of barley. How much barley has been lost in that way? The papyrus also contains calculations of area, the calculation of the area of a circle and its transformation into a square, and finally calculations of the cubic measurements of pyramids. Shaking Hands. Men shake hands with strangers of their own sex with far greater readings than do women. Two men, on being presented to one another, will frequently extend the hand in a grasp of greeting, which gives opportunity to form a general idea of each other's make-up, and know whether they are attracted or repulsed. Occasionally there is a man with sufficient good nature and courage to refuse another man's hand without causing offense. There are men who have been so impressed with the discoveries of bacteriology that they maintain handshaking to be the cause of dissemination of disease germs. The bare hand comes in contact with innumerable germs looking for pasturage on some vulnerable spot of our anatomy. A cut abrasion on the hand leaves a door open for the admission of the enemy; therefore it is with reason that men argue against promiscuous handshaking out of the home among the men not He extracted a small envelope his vest pocket and handed it to "By the way," he remarked, "we have to go tonight. I couldn't get sentes for tomorrow, and rather miss it I took these." "Tenight?" she repeated in a tortexation: "You know well enough we can't go tonight. We have and engagement" "Which we can conveniently cool," he interpolated. "Indeed we will not," she retorted with a determined stamp of her touch. A protracted argument follows which was not too low for the cash to learn the drift. "You can go to Mrs. Brown's aloofly exclaimed the man," and "I take your mother to the theater!" can call for you on our way home you insist on going." "You'll not go to the theater anybody." You must and will give Mrs Brown's with me." Thus anyone once that what was then thought he be Great American desert ought he planted with Canada thistles so give nature some sort of a green when other vegetation might be so follow. But the trouble is Caucasian thistles, like any other thing insisted by "pure cussiness," will only find it and thrive where they ought not Find a place where their presence wo do some good, and, as in the Hu Dumpy case, "all the king's horses all the king's men" could not fail them there. This perverseness suggests in a certain way the small boys' ception of good and bad—his enchirion of nature and life." "What's fun," he said, "is all wicked; what we don't want to pious." Mr. Greeley would out down alders in the spring. When I mildly gesteted to him that our agriculture thrifter preferred the autumn for work, when nature could not so did their struggle for existence thought this reason was a mere effort for not cutting them at all—Joel con in Harper's Magazine. Dr. Nansen, on his recent return London, said to a newspaper reporter "Peary is taking a good route to pole." He is in the foremost rank of the explorers, and I believe he will successful. I do not think there is doubt of the possibility of reaching pole in the way he is going to or will be comparatively easy man of his caliber. The story that tend to accompany him is not true report being, no doubt, based on statement that Peary was going to ship that brought me home." The sheet almost fell from Marian's trembling hand, but she forced herself to read on: It is all very sudden. I had no idea that he cared for me, but he does—awfully—and insists on being married in June. Now, I want you for a bridesmaid. Do promise that you will come home in time. You won't have to bother much about the dress. It will be a pink and white wedding, just white mull with pink roses. There was more, but she could read no further. "To Jack!" that is what her brain kept repeating. So soon—to marry another so soon. And they wanted her to be a bridesmaid—it was too cruel—at his wedding—never! She would stay abroad always. But as she thought it over, through long hours of the day and of the night, she found herself feverishly eager to go. Deep in her heart there was a longing to see him once again before he was gone from her forever, but this she would not admit, even to herself. She wrote that she would accept the invitation with pleasure. The wedding was to be on the 8th of June. The Danes should have arrived in New York on the 6th, but their steamer was delayed by storm, so it was not until noon of the wedding day that she found herself walking through the well remembered garden. The roses were all in bloom, and as their fragrance met her it seemed that the past year must be a hideous dream. But no, it was his wedding All Stuffed Up That's the condition of many sufferers from catarrh, especially in the morning. Great difficulty is experienced in clearing the head and throat. No wonder catarrh causes headache, impairs the taste, smell and hearing, pollutes the breath, deranges the stomach and affects the appetite. To cure catarrh, treatment must be constitutional—alternative and tonic. "I was allotted with catarrh. I took medicines of different kinds, giving each a fair trial; but gradually grew worse until I could hardly hear, taste or smell. I then concluded to try Hood's Sarsaparilla, and after taking five bottles I was cured and have not had any return of the disease since." Eugene Forbes, Lebanon, Kan. Hood's Sarsaparilla Cures catarrh—it soothes and strengthens the mucous membrane and builds up the whole system. Megamicrocosus, as we shall call our man of the earth transported in his sleep to the new Mars, wakes up, opens his eyes and finds himself in bed in his room. All the things in it are familiar to him—the furniture, clothes, books and ware are just where he had left them overnight. He does not suspect the trick that has been played on him. He stretches himself, throws up his arms, leaps from his bed, goes to the washstand, lifts the pitcher, puts on his clothes—and is greatly surprised. All these actions are of a common character and consist in raising masses to a certain height. His water pitcher, or instance, holds two liters, new measure. On the earth these two liters, representing two kilograms, require a certain effort to be raised, say, to the weight of 30 centimeters. But on Mars these two liters weigh only two Martian kilograms, or 16 times less in a earthly weight. Further, he does not save to lift them to a height of 30 centimeters, but of only 15 centimeters. His size being diminished one-half, so that the work to be performed is reduced to one thirty-second. On the other hand, his strength, which is proportioned to his volume or the mass of his muscles, is only reduced to one-eighth. Consequently the effort he is required to make is four times less. His water pitcher seems extremely light, so do his clothes. He probably remarked the same thing when he threw up its arms and jumped from his bed, but simply thought he was in unusually good spirits.—M. J. Delboauf in Popular Science Monthly. Dr. Nausen, on his recent return London, said to a newspaper reporter "Peary is taking a good route to pole. He is in the foremost rank of the explorers, and I believe he will succeedful. I do not think there is doubt of the possibility of reaching pole in the way he is going to and it will be comparatively easy for him of his caliber. The story that tend to accompany him is not true report being, no doubt, based on statement that Peary was going into ship that brought me home." The ills which vex so many women the change of life are entirely avail or cured by the use of Dr. Pierce' vorite Prescription. It makes women strong, and enables the woman to pass through this trying change the tranquility of perfect health. "I have been a very healthy woman, at time has been very hard with me," writes Maggie Morris, of Munson Station, Clea Co., Pa., Box 16. "I am come to the change of life, and I have been sick a great off and on. When Mrs. Hemmis moved me I was sick in bed, and when she came me and we were talking over our sickness Hemmis told me to try Dr. Pierce' vorite Prescription and 'Golden Medical Disc also Pellets.' I got her to bring me a box each from the drug store and I used them did me a great deal of good, and I gave more bottles of 'Favorite Prescription.' I saw such a wonderful cure. Before I menced your remedies I was good for now was in such misery I hardly knew what with myself, now I can do all my work and feel well." Dr. Pierce' s Pleasant Pellets are pleasant to take. OF HUMAN NATURE. My Conclusion About a Woman That Was Changed Later. Little girls occupied seats to on an elevated train the other Both were scantily dressed, hollow and hungry looking. They were makably of that class known as girls" employed in the down department stores, for each ad- the other by a number in lieu of actively opposite them sat a fashion-pressed woman who was accompanied by a well groomed male escort. Their entrance the conversation of little girls stopped abruptly and was something pitiful in the ears with which both watched every bit of finery in her apparel, the highest plume of her hat to nutty, natty shoes which incased her feet. Two pairs of abnormally keen tired eyes thoroughly investigated every bit of finery in her apparel, the highest plume of her hat to nutty, natty shoes which incased her feet. FIRING ON THE MOB. The Scene After the Death Dealing Volley Had Done Its Work. The yelling mass below neared the walls. A whistle pierced the tumult. From the windows jetted swift lines of flame, and a shattering volley tore the air. A crash, and then stillness on the mob, an intense hush, a swift parlysis; a blue gray smoke cloud floated up the walls and out over the jailyard. Men gasped, then held their breath. From their nests in the caves startled sparrows flew above the crowd with frightened twitterings. In the jail corridor sounded the clink, clink of empty shells falling to the floor as nervous fingers fumbled at boxes or shoved fresh cartridges home with a snap snapping of breechblocks, while staring eyes were fixed upon the scene outside. From below came a new sound, the noise of agony. On the outskirts of the crowd men were running. The mob surged back from the jail walls. In the space left clear lay prostrate forms outstretched or huddled in attitudes of grotesque horror on the stone paved way. One figure half arose, wavered backward and then fell toward the retreating mob with a gasping cry. Men running back from the crowd with apprehensive glances at the windows carried off the limp forms. In the crowd men bore up other men who reeled and staggered to and fro. The corridor was very still. The guard stood in silence. Here and there one drew a long breath, with a slow heaving of the chest and a lifting of the eyes smile too—when your eyes smile too, It's then I know your hidden heart is laughing out with you. It's often I have seen your lips go searching up a smile. And, oh, I somehow knew your heart was grieving all the while. And the sky was dark and gloomy and the bird songs were so few. And the sun forgot its shining—till your eyes smiled too! When your eyes smile too—when your eyes smile too, Oh, the listen of the willows and the glisten of the dew! Oh, the brightness of the meadow and the lightness of the grain. And the music of the little winds that laugh along the lane! Oh, the whisper of the valley and the deepness of the bine. And the glory just of living when your eyes smile too! New York Press. FACTS ABOUT ANAHEIM. Sketch of the industries and Resources or this Most Beautiful Part of California. The City of Anaheim, with a population of 2500, is situated in the northern part of Orange county, in Southern California, 12 miles from the ocean, 41 miles from the foothills, and 148 feet above sea level. It is 27 miles from Los Angeles, the second largest city in the State of California. The climatic conditions are the most favorable for out-door life to be found in Southern California. The temperature is extremely uniform, seldom rising above 90 degrees in summer, or falling below 32 degrees in winter. The abundance of sunlight and the absence of sharp frosts and cold winds make it a place especially acceptable to those desiring to escape the severe climate of the east. The country is very attractive. It is practically level, with just sufficient slope from the hills to afford adequate drainage. The roads are level, well graded, and well kept, affording excellent opportunities for cycling and driving. The soil is a rich sandy loam which never bakes, making it a very easy ground to work; thus lending itself readily to the cultivation of berries, nuts, oranges, etc. The variety of products, and the possibility of procuring small tracts of land at low figures, and on easy terms, make our section of the county very attractive and advantageous for truck raising, or for farming on a small scale. The following are a few of the products: oranges, lemons, walnuts, grapes, peaches, apricots, sugar beets, berries and vegetables of all kinds. Anaheim is the possessor of a Building and Loan Association, Water company, two railroads, fruit cannery and drier, large oil industry, ostrich farm, bank, several adequate commercial houses, two hotels and SOME CLOSE CALLS INSTANCES OF NARROW ESCAPE TOLD BY RAILWAY MEN A Locomotive's Remarkable Jump Sleeping Car Passenger on a Road—Trains That Left the Train Returned Running at Full Speed There is no question that we hinticated cases are on record disastrous wrecks of railroad cars have been averted by almost sixty miracles. James E. White, genetically oriented of the railway mail at Washington, relates the parts of a remarkable jump of 28 feet by a locomotive. As Mr. White tells it, it was on the 1st of September, 1892, when a New York and cage mail train on the New York Central, which was behind time and ning at a very high rate of reach New Hamburg where a draw of a bridge was open, which space it is claimed the engine landed safely on the main bridge, rest of the train running down through the opening. The engine, it is said, made the street in safety; the engineer and men not having time to jump both killed John H. Cain, a sleek, was killed, and M. E. Tucker in charge; was seriously injured in other postal clerks escaping. While none of the local railroaders knows of any locomotives that good jumpers as White's or that bounding jockey act, some know of miraculous and hairy capes. Carlton Paris of the old Mississippi for many years and recently with B. and O. S. Vitton that he and Ed Swift a number ago were riding on a train on Ohio and Big Sandy road when incident was narrowly averted. Paris tell the story: "The road was about the route that time I had ever ridden over were only a few passengers on this Swift and I were in the forward talking to the conductor when my sleeping car passenger canering in and said: 'Mr. Coeur your road is so rough I can't get my berth. I have been pitched my berth twice in last quarter hour. There must be something matter." "The conductor picked up his hand and said, 'Come on, I'll go.'" Extracted a small envelope from a pocket and handed it to her. The way," he remarked, "we will go tonight. I couldn't get good for tomorrow, and rather than I took these." Night? she repeated in a tone of concern. "You know well enough that you don't go tonight. We have another cement—which we can conveniently can be interpolated." Induced we will not," she retorted, a determined stamp of her foot. Protracted argument followed was not too low for the casing in the drift. You can go to Mrs. Brown's alone," and I will your mother to the theater! We call for you on our way home if assist on going." You'll not go to the theater with body. You must and will go to Brown's with me." Thus asserted, deliberately tore the candle containing the tickets in minutes and throw them on the floor. They left the train at the next station with a disgusted look on his hand and she with head crest and a deglare in her bright eyes. Recently had the rustle of her garments ceased to be heard when 76 sage observed: "You're all off, 27. She is a real lady. It's only her fine duds makes you think so. She's onlyitation, and no clerk would take to a window if she wanted to make it." — Boston Herald. Horace Greeley's Eccentric Ideas. On his eccentric ideas were made visible by his treatment. He heard him once that what was then thought to be Great American desert ought to hunt with Canada thistles so as to mature some sort of a green start, other vegetation might be made allow. But the trouble is Canada lies, like any other thing inspired pure cressness," will only grow thrive where they ought not to be a place where their presence would come good, and, as in the Humpty case, "all the king's horses and the king's men" could not fasten there. This perverseness suggests certain way the small boys' connoisseur and life. What's fun," he said, "is always what we don't want to do is." Greeley would cut down his hins in the spring. When I mildly suggested to him that our agricultural autumn preferred the autumn for that, when nature could not so well their struggle for existence, he right this reason was a mere excuse not cutting them at all. — Joel Ben-Harper's Magazine. Nausen, on his recent return to town, said to a newspaper reporter: "I am taking a good route to the He is in the foremost rank of explorers, and I believe he will be successful. I do not think there is any of the possibility of reaching the in the way he is going to work, it will be comparatively easy for a of his caliber. The story that I into accompany him is not true, that it being, no doubt, based on the event that Peary was going in the that brought me home." Mysterious Circumstance One was pale and salow and the other fresh and rosy. Whence the difference? She who is blushing with health uses Dr. King's New Life Pills to maintain it. By gently arousing the lazy organs they compel dig digestion and head off constipation. Try them. Only 25 cents at J. P. Hatzfeld's. Curled Horsehair For Market. South America furnishes the greatest amount and best quality of curled horsehair, used for filling mattresses and stuffing furniture. On the wide pampa many thousands of horses are bred especially for the hair of their manes and tails. These between the round ups, which sometimes do not occur in three or four seasons, grow to great length, but owing to the lack of care and the state of the "camps," as the open country is called, the hair is usually tangled in what seems an inextricable mass. All over the camps grow many kinds of burs and thistles, and the animals as they graze or roll themselves about become covered with them. Their coats are naturally rough, the hair growing in an uneven, shaggy way. Stuck all over with burs and with mane and tail matted into nearly unwieldy masses, the poor creatures present a comical appearance. After they are shorn they seem to delight in the freedom of croped nocks and short tails. The hair when cut off is freed from dirt and roughness of all kinds and wound into ropes, by which means it is made curly. It sells for 38 cents or 48 cents a pound. The longest strands are kept separated and used for horshair furniture, cloths, etc. — New York Tribune. THEFORD'S BLACK-DRAUGHT crowd men were running. The mob surged back from the jail walls. In the space left clear lay prostrate forms outstretched or huddled in attitudes of grotesque horror on the stone paved way. One figure half arose, wavered backward and then fell toward the retreat-mob with a gasping cry. Men running back from the crowd with apprehensive glances at the windows carried off the limp forms. In the crowd men bore up other men who reeled and staggered to and fro. The corridor was very still. The guard stood in silence. Here and there one drew a long breath, with a slow heaving of the chest and a lifting of two shoulders. Turning their eyes with an effort from the mob, they glanced at each other as though seeking confirmation for their thoughts, to be assured that all this thing had happened, that the dark forms on the pavement below had been a grim reality. A slight, pale faced private threw his rifle to the floor and turned his face from the window, with a burst of shuddering sobs. Others swore apparently at nothing and busied themselves with their weapons. No one paid any heed to the private who wept except that his next rank man stooped and picked up his rifle. The smell of burned powder hung in the air. — H. H. Bennett in Lippincott's. FACTS ABOUT ORANGE CO. The census bureau has issued a bulletin on agriculture in California which we quote from extensively in another part of this issue. One of the interesting features of the report is the paragraph giving the number of farms and acres of farming lands in the five Southern California counties. The pre-eminence of Orange county is apparent: Counties: No farms. Acres. Los Angeles: 806,963 Orange: 806,480 Riverside: 2490,477 San Bernardino: 2191,152 San Diego: 806,410 But it is in the acreage of irrigated lands that Orange county takes easy precedence over the other counties of Southern California: Counties: Acres. Los Angeles: 806,963 Orange: 806,480 Riverside: 2490,477 San Bernardino: 2191,152 San Diego: 806,410 The area of Orange county is 780 square miles; that of Los Angeles, 3880; that of Riverside, 7008; that of San Bernardino, 20055, and that of San Diego, 8400 square miles. Orange county thus contains one-fifth the area of Los Angeles; yet its irrigated lands approach in area to one-half those of its neighbor to the north. Riverside embraces nine times its area, yet it irrigates 9000 more acres, or a fourth more than the belauded county on the east. San Bernardino is 25 times its size, yet its irrigated acres exceed those of this jumbo county by nearly 4000, approximately ten per cent. San Diego is eleven times its size, yet it irrigates 25,000 acres more than the county on the south—300 per cent is the former's irrigated area as compared with that of the latter—almost the irrigated area of San Diego and Riverside combined. Orange county possesses the finest system of irrigation, the most secure water rights, that exist in Southern California. That is what we have said many a time and oft. These figures prove it. It is the handsomest and most productive county that lies outdoors and is settling up faster than any other in the State. SLIGHTLY TEMPERED Mrs. Newrich—Now, here's my latest portrait in oils, and I must say I'm perfectly satisfied with it. I'm sure it terms, make our section of the county very attractive and advantageous for truck raising, or for farming on a small scale. The following are a few of the products: oranges, lemons, walnuts, grapes, peaches, apricots, sugar beets, berries and vegetables of all kinds. Anaheim is the possessor of a Building and Loan Association, Water company, two railroads, fruit cannery and drier, large oil industry, ostrich farm, bank several adequate commercial houses, two hotels and two newspapers. The city also owns its water and lighting plant. FACTS ABOUT ORANGE CO. The census bureau has issued a bulletin on agriculture in California which we quote from extensively in another part of this issue. One of the interesting features of the report is the paragraph giving the number of farms and acres of farming lands in the five Southern California counties. The pre-eminence of Orange county is apparent: Counties: No farms. Acres. Los Angeles: 806,963 Orange: 806,480 Riverside: 2490,477 San Bernardino: 2191,152 San Diego: 806,410 But it is in the acreage of irrigated lands that Orange county takes easy precedence over the other counties of Southern California: Counties: Acres. Los Angeles: 806,963 Orange: 806,480 Riverside: 2490,477 San Bernardino: 2191,152 San Diego: 806,410 The area of Orange county is 780 square miles; that of Los Angeles, 3880; that of Riverside, 7008; that of San Bernardino, 20055, and that of San Diego: 8400 square miles. Orange county possesses the finest system of irrigation, the most secure water rights, that exist in Southern California. That is what we have said many a time and oft. These figures prove it. It is the handsomest and most productive county that lies outdoors and is settling up faster than any other in the State. SLIGHTLY TEMPERED Mrs. Newrich—Now, here's my latest portrait in oils, and I must say I'm perfectly satisfied with it. I'm sure it makes our section of the county very attractive and advantageous for truck raising, or for farming on a small scale. The following are a few of the products: oranges, lemons, walnuts, grapes, peaches, apricots, sugar beets, berries and vegetables of all kinds. 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railingswerevery near,the ends,and hadThe train gonetofurtherThe tiesforwe never knew.The night wiltand it was raining very tookThe men at least three hoursThe sleeper on rails againThe sleeper on railingswerevery near,the ends,and hadThe train gonetofurtherThe tiesforwe never knew.The night wiltand it was raining very tookThe men at least three hoursThe sleeper on rails againThe sleeper on railingswerevery near,the ends,and hadThe train gonetofurtherThe tiesforwe never knew.The night wiltand it was raining very tookThe men at least three hoursThe sleeper on rails againThe slender THEDFORD'S BLACK-DRAUGHT FOR CONSTIPATION Constipation is nothing more than a clogging of the bowels and nothing less than vital stagnation or death if not relieved. If every constipated sufferer could realize that he is allowing poisonous filth to remain in his system, he would soon get relief. Constipation invites all kind of contagion. Headaches, billiousness, colds and many other ailments disappear when constipated bowels are relieved. Theford's Black-Draught thoroughly cleans out the bowels in an easy and natural manner without the purging of calomel or other violent catarrhies. Be sure that you get the original Theford's Black-Draught, made by The Chattanooga Medicine Co. Sold by all druggists in 25 cent and $1.00 packages. JOSEPH BACKS, Undertaker and Embalmer DEALER IN Furniture and Bedding Repairing Done. SLIGHTLY TEMPERED Mrs. Newrich—Now, here's my latest portrait in oils, and I must say I'm perfectly satisfied with it. I'm sure it does me justice; don't you think so? Mrs. Cutting—Yes, indeed; justice tempered with mercy. Nasal CATARRH In all its stages, Ely's Cream Balm cleanses, soothes and heals the diseased membrane. It cures catarrh and drives away a cold in the head quickly. Cream Balm is placed into the nostrils, spreads over the membrane and is absorbed. Relief is immediate and a cure follows. It is not drying—does not produce sneezing. Large Size, 50 cents at Drugstores or by mail; Trial Size, 10 cents. ELY BROTHERS, 56 Warren Street, New York You May Need Pain-Killer For Cuts Burns Bruises Cramps Diarrhoea All Bowel Complaints It is a sure, safe and quick remedy, There's ONLY ONE Pain-Killer Perry Davis'. Two sizes, 25c. and 50c. The Advance of Dutchwoman Most people think that the Dutch woman has been on a stationary if not a retrograde but in one respect at least ahead of most European nation little monarchy, which has a its head, women during the years have made greater progress perhaps any other nation next year, in token of this Dutch women will hold a woo at The Hague, which is to be solely to the exhibition of woo activities and industries. Side with this progress of women there has been an advance in the field. This year, says The tarian, the government has law conferring almost an equa upon women and making them to nearly all municipal offices, land women have learned the of co-operation and organization instead of being divided against themselves as in other countries they are winning all along the HOME CLOSE CALLS. TANCES OF NARROW ESCAPES TOLD BY RAILWAY MEN. Locomotive's Remarkable Jump—The Keeping Car Passenger on a Rough Road—Trains That Left the Track and Returned Running at Full Speed. There is no question that well-autotized cases are on record where astronauts wrecked railroad trains that have been averted by almost seeming brakes. James E. White, general superintendent of the railway mail service Washington, relates the particulars of a remarkable jump of 28 feet made by locomotive. As Mr. White tells the story, it was on the 1st of September, 1892, when a New York and Chicago mail train on the New York Central, which was behind time and running at a very high rate of speed, hit New Hamburg, where a 28 foot row of a bridge was open, which opened once it is claimed the engine cleared landed safely on the main portion of the bridge, the rest of the train go down through the opening. While engine, it is said, made the leap of feet in safety, the engineer and fireman, not having time to jump, were killed John H. Cain, a postal worker, was killed, and M. E. Towney, a banker, was seriously injured, and other postal clerks escaping unhurt. While none of the local railroad men rows of any locomotives that are as good jumpers as White's or that do the standing jockey act, some of them show of miraculous and hairbreadth cues. Carlton Paris of the old Ohio and Mississippi for many years and more recently with the B. and O. S. W. tells that he and Ed Swift a number of years ago were riding on a train over the Ohio and Big Sandy road when an accident was narrowly averted. But let Harris tell the story: "The road was about the roughest at that time I had ever ridden over. There were only a few passengers on the train. Swift and I were in the forward coach going to the conductor when the solitary sleeping car passenger came staggering in and said: 'Mr. Conductor, our road is so rough I can't sleep in my berth. I have been pitched out of my berth twice in the last quarter of hour. There must be something the matter.'" The conductor picked up his lantern and said, 'Come on, and I'll go back.' Swift now sees what it's Swift looks like fellow-boarder who was tortured by dyspepsia. "Hello Smith," he cried, "aren't you feeling well?" And Smith growled back: "It's none of your business how I'm feeling." Talk about adding insult to injury! What could be any worse than asking a man who had suffering stamped all over him, "Aren't you feeling well?" It’s rather hard for the dyspeptic to make a stranger to the disease understand just how much suffering dyspepsia can cause. Words don’t express it. That terrible gnawing sensation in the stomach is past description. Even after you have recited the specific aches and pains there are no terms to express the cumulative and combined effects of them all upon both mind and body. DON'T CULTIVATE DYSPEPSIA. HOW DYSPEPSIA IS CURED. There is an almost certain cure for dyspepsia and other diseases of the stomach and organs of digestion and nutrition. Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery always helps and almost always cures. In ninety-eight per cent. of cases in which the "Discovery" has been given a fair and faithful trial it has wrought a perfect and permanent cure. It has cured the most severe and obstinate conditions of stomach trouble which have failed to yield to any other medicine. Mr. Ned Nelson, the Irish Comedian and Mimic of 577 Royden Street, Camden, N. J., writes: "We fulfilled an engagement of twelve weeks and the constant traveling gave me a bad touch of that dreaded disease called dyspepsia. I had tried everything possible to cure it till last week while playing at B. F. Keath's Bijou Theatre, Philadelphia, in the Nelson Trio, a professional friend of mine advised me to try Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery. I tried it, and thank God, with good results." "For three years I suffered untold agony," writes Mrs. H. R. White, of Stanstead, Stanstead Co., Quebec (Box 115). "I would have spells of trembling and being sick at my stomach, pain in right side all the time; then it would work up into my stomach, and—such distress it is impossible to describe. I wrote to the World's Dispensary Medical Association, stating my case to them, and they very promptly answered and told me what to do. I took eight bottles of Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery, and five vials of Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets. Thanks to Dr. Pierce and his medicine I am a well woman to-day. Dr. Pierce's medicines also cured my mother of liver complaint from which she had been a sufferer for fifteen years. We highly recommend these medicines to all suffering people." Diseases which seem to be remote from the stomach, but which originate in the stomach are cured through the stomach. For this reason diseases of heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, and other organs are cured by "Golden Medical Discovery," when it has cured the disease of the stomach and its associated organs of digestion and nutrition. It has been a surprise to many people who have taken "Golden Medical Discovery" for stomach "trouble," to find that as the stomach was cured, diseases The road was about the roughest at that time I had ever ridden over. There were only a few passengers on the train, and I were in the forward coach taking to the conductor when the solitary sleeping car passenger came staging in and said: 'Mr. Conductor, our road is so rough I can't sleep in my berth. I have been pitched out of my berth twice in the last quarter of the hour. There must be something the matter.' The conductor picked up his lantern and said, 'Come on, and I'll go back with you and see what's wrong.' Swift and I sat where we were talking, and very soon we saw that the bellcandles being very violently pulled and the engineer was whistling for brakes. The train finally came to a standstill, and swift and I kept our seats and kept on walking. As after five minutes or more, there were no signs of the train going head, we concluded to go back and see what was the cause of the delay. The conductor and trainmen were grouped about the sleeper with their turners, and we soon found out that the sleeper had left the track and had been running over the ties for how far he never knew. The night was pitch dark and it was raining very hard. It took the men at least three hours to get the sleeper on the rails again. The wheels were very near the end of the tracks, and had the train gone 100 yards further the sleeper would have been off the ties and over a high embankment. Frank Martin of the Missouri, Kansas, and Texas said: "I remember of a disastrous wreck almost miraculouslyverted on the Memphis and Little Rock road long about, 1883. A passenger train was traveling at a high rate of speed when the engine threw a piece of rail about three feet long out of the track. This piece of rail was thrown at least 50 feet from the track. Strange as it seems, the tender, luggage car, coaches and sleepers went over this place where the rail was out and gained the rail again without one of the cars leaving the track except when the wheels went down on to the ties at one end of the broken rail, only to mount the rail again at the other end of the track. About all the inconvenience the passengers experienced was a slight shakiness." Assistant General Passenger Agent Ryan said: "I remember two instances when the lives of engineers and firemen were saved by a seeming intervention of providence. A number of years ago a snow trestle was being put in, and false works had been erected to permit of the temporary passage of trains. The workmen had failed to put in some necessary bolts. The first train that came along was a freight. As soon as the engine truck the false work it gave way, and down went the engine. The fall was one of 50 feet, and in falling the engine made a complete revolution and alighted on the ground upon its wheels right up, and the engineer and fireman both escaped injury, although they were probably pretty badly jarred by the fall. "The other case I know of is that of a train running at a good speed when the engine ran into a large rock that had fallen on the track just at the mouth of a tunnel. The impact caused the tender to bend up from the rear end Smith," he cried, "aren't you feeling well?" And Smith growled back: "It's nose of your business how I'm feeling." Talk about adding insult to injury! What could be any worse than asking a man who had suffering stamped all over him, "Aren't you feeling well?" It's rather hard for the dyspeptic to make a stranger to the disease understand just how much suffering dyspepsia can cause. Words don't express it. That terrible gnawing sensation in the stomach is past description. Even after you have recited the specific aches and pains there are no terms to express the cumulative and combined effects of them upon both mind and body. DON'T CULTIVATE DYSPEPSIA. That would seem unnecessary advice, yet it is a fact that in the main, people who finally become dyspeptics seem to have studied how quickest to bring on the disease. They eat irregularly. They eat unwholesome or innutritious foods. They eat heartily when they are tired with a day's work and the stomach needs rest instead of exercise. In fact if they made a study of the quickest way to dyspepsia or disease of the stomach in general and its allied organs of digestion and nutrition, they could not practice more successful methods. When dyspepsia once has its grip on the stomach the man who has experimented with tablets and powders and other palliatives without permanent relief finds himself asking the question, "Am I ever going to be well again so that I can eat with appetite and enjoyment?" The one necessity to the recovery of health is the cure of the diseases of the stomach and other organs of digestion and nutrition. Tablets of soda, mint, etc., will for the moment alter the condition in the stomach, but they won't alter the condition of the stomach itself. These things are therefore merely palliatives. Not only do they not cure but by affording temporary relief they lull the victim into a false security until he probably finds himself some day very much worse for their use. Headquarters for all kinds of SEEDS AT DICKEL'S Barley Alfalfa Wheat Beets GARDEN SEEDS 1902 Improvements. Barley Alfalfa Wheat Beets GARDEN SEEDS 1902 Improvements. THE SANDERS-ARNOTT DISC PLOW. The solid cast frame now being used on the Sanders-Arnott Disc Plow is the most valuable feature added to the Disc Plow since they were placed on sale. See them before buying. No more sprung beams out of line or belts sheared off. We have a new pattern four gang plow for the largest ranches. 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