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AN INDEPENDENT WEEKLY

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THE HEHALD. CAPE MAY. N. J. After Uic rtcU- came Uie nalo. after | the auto—we do Dot know, but ou •eronaut la quoted as saj'lng. ' Aerial j »afixation will rival motor car toar- I Incln ten jeare." Tbe limited eipreas. | tbe i>rrU wbrel. tbe ioop-tbe-loop are 1 Ancient history i

AN IRISH MELODY.

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“Ah. nreet Eittj Neill nee up from your wheel— Your oeet little foot will be weary from epinnifi*; Cmjie, trip down with me to the eycaroorc tret , Half the pariah is there, and the dance it l«pcmn*. The tun is gone down; but the full harvest moon .... r 0 ” sweetly and cool on the dew-whitened velleyt " hile ell the etr ring* with the eoft, loving things Each little bird sings tn the green shaded alley." Wth a blush and a smile Kitty rose up the while. Her eye in the glass, as she bound net hair, glancing! i)s hard to refuse when a young lover toe*.

So she couldn't but cl

The Puritan, successful defender^of the America s Cup twenty years ago. has been sold at Boston as junk. As evai thrones have been known to come to the auction block, the famous yacht cannot be said to have been hardly treated by fate, points out the New

Now Fclia Magee puts his pipes to his knee. And with flourish so free, seta each couple in motion; .With a cheer and a bound, the lads natter the ground— The maids move around luat like swans oo the ocean. Cheeks bright as the rose—feet light as tbe doe's— Now cosily retiring, now boldly advancing; Search the world all around from the aky to the grounds No such sight can be found as tbe Irish last dancing! Sweet Kate, who could view your eyes of deep blue. Beaming tumidly through their dark lashes so mildly— i our fairy-turned trm, heaving breast, rounded form— Nor feel bts heart warm, and his pulses tbreb wildly? Poor Pst feels his heart, as he gases, depart. Subdued by the smart of such painful yet sweet love; The sight leaves hn eyes as be ones with a aigb, "Dance light, for my heart it lies under your feet, love!"

Frefl Wildbnrfl waa sifting orer • smoldering Are. Inwardly cursing tu storm that kept him In. It wav not < plensrnt home—there was that ezeusi for him. The wgllg'Vere dingy wltk smoke, the floor waa bare nod dirty, the chairs and table* were broken and

dilapidated.

“How the wind blows! Thin is the J

third time "

He paused suddenly, for. framed lit j the door, the wind and snow whirling j madly about her slight figure, stood

Uessie Upton.

•■arcAt Heaven, Bcsnle!" he ejaculaf- I ed, and then stood gazing at ber in dumb amazement, while sbe closed | door, and catnc and stood befoi

RICHEST BOY IN THE WORLD.

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t so mew tier

"Modern industry, by Improving and multiplying its methods of action, has Increased tbe danger for the operatlve. who depends for his livelihood on his dally labor. Machinery, to-day replacing and decupling human force, constitutes not only an admirable ■oorce of production, but also a terrible source of danger, says M. Ricard In L« Revue Technique.

| A Trust Fulfilled.

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If all the bacteria which the biologists can cultivate on walls, doormats and greenbacka were to live np to

their undoubted acientlflc possibilities, j between themselves and him. both we should all of us be dead. Happily. ,imc and - (err ily- Perhaps it tended

however, those of us who do not

HE people of Melstone W not uncharitable, yet

bard

find three persons who llered there was any good Wlldburn. A rude, ungoverned child; a lawless, vicious youth; a reckless, dissipated man. In ail his thirty years of life he had done no good thing that anyone over remembered of him. The people of Melstone were a very moral sort of people, and did not hesitate to give this one Isbmaellte to understand the impassable gulf that lay

have hysterics about genua i

? able .

Among the inhabitants w

a family

to live In comparative comfort, and j of the name of Upfon. From time 1mother people worry along till such timi ■ memorial there had been a feud be- «. nervous prostration carries them oft '™ n Wlflburns .nd Uptons, kept . alive and aggravated by each succesThera 1. too much noise ererywber. ; ^Tw^hunf ba” and chiefly because the people wh« m arrled sisters, and through some nice make It don't know any better, jfcrtly ^ bi; of diplomacy on tbe part of Upton, because they don't care. Door-slam | his wife was made heiress to the^pa-

nting, stamp up and down stairs will

ternal fortune, and tbe wife of WIUJ-

, ^ , . burn cut off with a paltry hundred

sound like the hoofs of a colt, alngln* , Later, Henry Upfon had succeeded In

loudly In the early morn In the variom tasks of making one's toilet when oth era who sleep In the same bouse an not yet awake, playing on musical In etrumenta after the ordinary bedtime keeping cats that howl, are all of tenses against the peace of one’s fel lows, and those who practice them an either thoughtless or selfish and ceithej one is to be excused In any grown-uj

The'average educated man gets • •alary of (1000 a year. He works forty years., making a total of (40.000 In a lifetime. The average day laborer gets (LS0 a day. 300 days In a year, or (4M in 'a year. In forty years he earn* (18,000. Tbe difference, or $22,000’ equals tbe ralne of an education. Tc acquire this earning capacity require* twelve years at school of 180 day* each, or 2103 days. Divide • 722.000

getting the whole of a large legacy, left by some distant relative, which should have been equally divided between Fred Wlldburn and himself. Naturallly. this tended to widen the breach, and fearful and bitter were the vows of vengeance which Fred breathed against Upton. Indeed, his ungovernable pasafon might have led bim to some art of personal violence, but for one restrain-

ing influence.

Ten years before tbe commencement of our tale, when Fred Wlldburn was about twenty years old. be bad one of hfs wrists broken In a fight he had himself provoked. His mother was, and'had been for year*, a bedridden Invalid, with an intellect weakened by long Illness and abuse—for ber husband drank heavily at times, and liquor made him wild and furious. „

The broken limb

geob in a neighboring town: but the prospect of payment being exceedingly

. he paid very little subsequent o bis petlrnt. It was warm

- i — , «nd the arm was badly torn number of days required in getting It ' , nd bruigpd bMid „, ^

needed dally

we find that each day st school It J attention. Good, charitable, pious peoworth a little more than $10 to Qu ] P'*. ^ho gave munificently for tbe

pupil. Can't afford

from this heathen at their own doors. Timid women shrank from entering tbe house, because, perchance, old Wlldburn might be on one of his “csrouses;" and. so the bruises became inflamed, and tbe danger that the arm would have to come off grew imminent. Fred wasn’t used to bearing pain, and raved fearfully, while the M^flhlnded Invalid cried and fretted by turns, and Wlldburn senior drank more perseveringiy than ever. Into this pandemonium there came one morning a alight, delicate girl, bearing a little roll of snowy linen in

It turns out that the “microbe of laziness" Is no Joke after aD, hut is a living actually. In his report to tbs Legislature of the Island, Dr. Bailey K. Ashford, U. 8. A., states that probably ninety per cent of tbe rural population of Porto Rico suffer from anemia. People thought the deficiency ot blood and red corpuscles and the tStronic prevalence of “that tired" feeling were the result of poor food, worry, destitution, etc., bn*. Dr. Ajsbford has Identified the condition as the aame disease that lessens the powers of tropical animals, which is so trouble some in Mexico and elsewhere, and <s caused by a parasitic worm in tbe intestines. Tbe worm usually gains eu-

intce through the akin.

When tbe Weather Bureau waa «*- tablttbed in 1870 the public made al!

f fun of it Newspaper para-

“I have come to dress your arm. Fred.” she said- quietly, laying aside her white sonbonnet, and revealing a thin, rather pale face, with steady, fearless brown eyes. “Who sent yon here. Bessie Brae don?” asked the elder Wlldburn, in a

blustering voice.

"No one, sir. I came because 1 thought h right for Frederick will lose bis is cared for speedily.” “Let him lose It, then." was the

gruff answer.

“Not If I can help it sirr And the brows eyes were lifted fearlessly to his face. Mottering somethin*about "meddling neighbors." be seised his bat and staggervtl oat of the room, and Bessie at •Of art herself to the wort of caring lor tha wounded trie. It was a shocking sight, and the trm lips grew last a little white, *, she stripped off the matted bandage*; bat

at the other band, which he for the first time realized, with a faint emotion of shame, to be almost ts sadly In need of washing as the other had been. When Bessie came the next day, she noticed that it was almost as white

her own.

Every day for four week* Bessie sited the Wlldburn* on her errand of mercy, undismayed by old Wlldburn,

the ridicule of ber frienda.

T should have lost It. I dare say, if it hadn't been for you. Miss Bessie, FYed said, the last day she came. "I’t_ miserable wretch. Heaven knows; but I shan’t ever forget this," touching

his arm.

I am so glad 1 could help you,” abe said, gently. "Well, you’re the first one,” he said, little bitterly. As I said, this was ten years before, snd, though the years had brought many changes, tbe ameliorating Influences had been few In tbe life of Fred WHdborn. The drunken father and invalid mother had both died, leaving Fred quite alone In the miserable, shabby old house where he lived. He had not Improved with the years; on the contrary, he had grown more reckless and disorderly, until people said be was utterly and totals depraved, without one good Impulse Ts his heart. One thing bad happened during these n years. Bessie Brandon had married Henry Upton; but no one ever knew of the terrible night which Fred Wlldburn passed when he heard of It. "Nobody ever should know what a miserable fool he had been," be said,

fiercely.

He need not hare feared —his secret ras safe-for no one ever was wild enough to suspect him of feeling or sentiment particularly where the petted daughter of Squire Brandon was concerned. Henry Upton was an honored and highly respected dtixen. He was intelligent. educated and wealthy, and If be looked down from his sublime height of virtue and attainment a little contemptuously upon poor, miserable Fred Wlldburn, It was certainly no —re than his neighbors did. And if. any possibility, there had been any little trickery or unfalrneks In the settlement of that legacy, he could easily excuse himself upon the plea that it •ould only be a curse to WWdburn if e had it, leading him into deeper debauchery, whereas he could use it wisely, and for the benefit of morality and religion. The fact that-Wildburn Mt see it in Just that light was only another proof of his innate depravity, people said, piously. Upton had a mill some four miles from Melstone. by the main road, but scarcely three by^a but across country. It was little more than a bridle path, though Upton sometimes drove through with his light drag. He started with It one wild, chilly December morning, promising his wife to return early if I: came on to snow, as it promised to. It was piercingly cold, and the wind blew in' fierce, fitful guata all the forenoon. Just after noon it began anow-ing-not as usual, in fine, light particle*. but with a wild, tempestuous force that carried all before it Long before nlfpht the streets were blockaded. and the wind roc red and shrii up and down them like a madman. “ Upton paced the floor of her pretty sitting room, more excited and nervous than sbe had ever been in ber life before. She bad, latnrally, a cool, quiet temperament “If only be bad not started." she said, anxiously; “if h» aaw. the fierceness of tbe storm in action to stop at tbe mill, instead of attempting ta brave it!" , Tbs night came down early; hot tbe mill owner came not. and his wife, though still anxious, had settled down to tbe belief that be would not i

'Frederick." she firm voice, "Henry

In this storm. Tbe horse has come | home alone. If he came the forest I mad. he can never find his way home, | jnd he could not live till morning in | this storm. There is nobody I dare ask bot you to go to him. It is a great deal i -to ask, 1 kiow; but I think I know { your heart better than anyone else j does, and 1 shall trust to your courage j and bravery in this dreadful emer-

gency.”

A fierce spasm of pain crossed his ', face. Then he turned away without i -peaking, and took down bis hst and i coat, and they walked together to the j door. He paused on the doorstep, look j Ing wistfully down at her. "How can you get homfff’ be said. ! “It Is dreadful, I know, Frederick"— ; nobody but sbe ever called him any- I thing but Fred—“but I think I can get . along,” tbe wind neafTy taking her from ber feet as sbe sp<^;c. “If I might accompany you,” be said, hesitating, and adding, “If yon arc not afraid of being contaminated." For answer, she put her hands In his, confidingly. While she lived. Bessie Upton never forgot the close, nervous clasp with which he held her bands; bet be took her carefully and tenderly to her door, and thrn turned away into tbe storm and darkness. One, two, three hours—and, oh, such ! long. Interminable ages as they ;

seemed 1

"Perhaps I have sent him to his ' death, "too," she moaned, sadly. “Oh, i If I could only know and see Just where If she could, she would have seen slight, determined figure, battling with the strength of a giant against | the winds that disputed his progress step by step. Falling sometimes over'; prostrate trees, anon borne down by j sudden drifts of snow, yet struggling . with unabated seal, till be comes at' t to a still, white figure lying across | tbe path, entangled and held down by j the debris of broken wheels and tree j

limbs!

Two hours later, when poor Bessie had nearly given them both np for dead. F'red Wlldburn staggered into tbe room, and laid her husband at her

WILLIAM ZIEGLER. Fourteen years old and worth (80,000,000

feet.

T have fulfilled the trust,” he said, faintly, and sank down beside Upton, who was slowly rousing from the terrible chill and torpor that had over' powered him. “Oh, Henry! be has fainted! And She grew suddenly white as sbe ointed to a small stream of blood that stained his shirt bosom, caused by a sudden hemorrhage from the morning before they could get a physlclia there. Wlldburn had laid hi an unconscious state all night; but tbe flew of bl od had ceased, and they only the torpor of exhaus-

tion.

“Poor Fred!" Henry Upton said, ‘there was some goal in him. after all : owe my life to his bravery, and I shan’t forget it In a hurry. I have been thinking, Bessie, that I will take him Into the mill, and see if I can't make something of him yet. X intend to reward him handsomely for this.” doctor came at last; but his grave face told the story before he opened his HpT “There is no chance for him to recover," he said. A little after noon the dying man opened his eyes, and looked about him. “Fred” Mr. Upton said, feelingly, Tve not treated you as I should have done in times yaa%w.Mt^ X didn’t deserve this at yina«in«. I want yon to forgive me, and—" “Bessie—where U Bessls?" he interrupted. faintly. “Here, dear Frederick, here.” And abe took bis hands in hers, and bent over him till be felt a warm tear fpjssN on Ms face. “Oh, Bessie! it’s a miserable life. I now; but it’s all I have to give, and I would give it a hundred times over to save you from sorrow," be said, with a smile that glorified his coarse face. “It waa my good right arm—the arm you saved for me, you know. dear. I toM you I should never forget, and I never did! Nobody but yon ever trusted to the good there waa in me— little enough there was. I know."/he •aid. dreamily, his voice growing suddenly weak. Bessie was crying softly. He opened i eyes, and gave one leg ~ _ her face, and in that Bessie Uptoo read the secret no oo# else ever knew or guessed.—New York Weekly.

BOY WORTH $30,000,000. A fourteen-year-old boy struggling to maintain his bald to the claim of tbe ''richest boy In tbe world," and three women fighting equally hard for a portion of the wealth that gave him the title, is the situation disclosed In dispatches from I-or Angeles, Cal., where Mrs. Henry K. Shields, a sister; Mrs. Arthur IJttle and Mrs. Russel Price, nieces of tbe late William Ziegler, began a suit to contest tbe will of the multi-millionaire, who bequeathed the bulk of his Immense fortune to his adopted son and namesake. They declare that they, closest of kin with the exception of Mrs. Ziegler, tbe widow, were completely cut off by tbe baking powder magnate and patron of Arctic expeditions, and ask tha! the law give them a share of the $80,000,000, which represents the valne of the Ziegler estate that young Willie Ziegler inherited. Coming so soon after the death of Mr. Ziegler this salt renews the wide Interest In the lad who, though only fourteen years of age, is considered the wealthiest boy In the world, and one with a great future before him. For it was an unwritten legacy left to him by his foster father that he must find the North Pole should tbe Fla la expedition sent out months before Mr. Ziegler's death fail In Us attempt. Mr. Ziegler died late last May after s long Illness. Before his death it was known that be wonld make little W1Ulam.hls adopted son, his principal heir. The story of young Ziegler’s life, what It has been and what It holds for the future, U an extremely Interesting one. Tbe son of hi* foster father’* brother, he was taken into the million-, alre’s household at a very early age. Childless themselves. Mr. and Mrs. Ziegler determined to give him all the love and attention of parents and to this end they decided to legally adopt

him.

TO CATCH THE BAIL A hammock mall receptacle Is a veritble novelty which also deserves attention because of Its many merits. In first place. St is readily attached to letached from the usual letter-drop opening, the advantages of which are obvious. In the second place. It shows a glance wbetber (here Is any mall e third place. Its ample proportions ow It to accommodate a large nnmr of magazine* or similar bulky artl-

dlnarlly take np an appreciable amount of space. Tbe common rigid box has be made large enough for maximum requirements, while, as a matter of fact these are only called Into use seml-occasionally. The distension is accomplished by means of a wire framework from which the netting depends. The modem particular housewife, if appealed to, would probably some stress on the fact that a receptacle of this kind does not form a lurking place for an accumulation of dust.—Brooklyn Eagle. /

AUTOMATIC MATCH-BOX.

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BHOWIXC TBK XKD OF THE HATCH XEADI >«£ WITHDmAWAI..

instead of being forced out of tbe box head-first is simply ejected a short distance and is then in position to be - withdrawn by the hand. In the illustration here shown a portion of the hex has been cut away to show the telescoping action of the two sections, and a match is seen projecting from the discharge opening ready to be withdrawn. To place the match in the position here seen it U only necessary to contract the telescoping sections in tM hand, when the ejector engages the head of the match lying in the bottom ,of the V-shaped compartment inside the box and exposes the end of

however; igniting the head. The Ignition la accomplished by the passage of the match head between two roughened surfaces located Jut inside the

The Carthage (Mo.) Preaa says that a Joplin boy asked his Sunday-school teacher Mat Sunday if the James hoys wrote the Book of James.

Komi WmIaimI of Helatngfor* height of •cv-a growing A bee tin.' w<

» Prlnci

■■a* crossing II..- : after nlgnit

■ their Ught-givlng iw weighing fifteen all way eon tractors. Ii-toria Falla bridg<

hing ■

i the i

driver pnll-d up to ascertain the I nature of the obstacle, and was considerably snrpn*ed t.. find an enormooMeopard lying terribly ‘njored between tbe rail* Tbe b.-ute expired in a few I momenta, it ir-asured eight feet in | length, and a marvelous feature of the I incident is that the engine waa not d<-

j railed.

I In ac fiddree* delivered before the Section.of Anthropology of the Amer. i ran Association for the Advancement | of Science. Mr. E I. Blackahear maintains the proposition that the scarcity I of islands, peninsulas and bays along most of the coast line of continental Africa has directly exerted a profound influence on the character of tbe inhab Hants of Africa, by IsolatiQg them from al! the groat world movements of history. Deprived of the stlmulns of | commercial and maritime Influence*, j they have remained stationary and dor- | mant with regard to the organic life of

i the human species.

man by the name of Moon got married, and that was a change in the moon; In due time hia wife presented with a daughter, and that was a moon; then he went to tows and got busy for Joy, and that was a full i; when he started home be bad twenty-five cents In hia pocket, and that was the la*t quarter; bis mother-Ih-lavr met him at the door, and that was a total eclipse—he aaw itara.— Concord Times.

IMPROYED DUST-PAH. The following Is an improvement on the dust-pan which has been In general use for a great many yean. This heel

deal purpoie, that, in the first place, of elevating the rear part of the utensil so a* to facilitate the operation of sweeping the accumulations of tbe floor tnto it and also forming a convenient receptacle for the said sweepings, preventing them from being spilled or otherwise scattered after they have been once gathered. On one tide of the heel there la a door through which the sweepings may be readily empaled.

. Tha ceariaat growth of tbe trade of Kan* is sonewhat remarkable to view of the unfavorable condition of tha country, an* It is explained only fay a cocaidsration of the co®pArat!v«ly Inn* and but partially developed re»o Areas of the com try. It la safe to •f tha

An Atchison man who was compelled to spend yesterday at home because of tbe rain bad neglected to lay In a supply of newspaper*, and had to fall back upon his wife’s kind of reeding matter to kill time. At 11 o'clock be picked up her favorite. ^TVhen she called him to dinner at 1 o'clock she noticed a wild glare in his eyes. He *te in silence, putting olive oil in his roffee and sugar on his encumber*, but gtill she suspected nothing. B< returned to his reading after dinner, and at 4. when she was Sitting in a chair near him reading ‘The Dreams of Gladys," and thinking bow lovely it was to have a rainy Sunday and bee husband all to herself, giving him opportunity to read what she liked end lo discuss it with her afterward, be suddenly gave a loud yell, threw down tbe book, grabbed ber by tbe hair and tried to cut her throat with a hairbrush. Tbe man had read her favorite aovel through and had gone mad. It required five neighbor men to hold him til night, but this morning be was some quieter. He has bad a violent attack only once to-day. and that was when his eyes, wandering around tbe room, fell upon some of his wife’s favorite iterature on the side table. It was »ec rssary upon this occasion to give him morphine.—Atchison Globe.

Street car conductors regard inquisitive women passengers with superstitious dread. Tbe other day a fuse blew out in a Broadway car end that car was hitched on as a trailer to tbe One ahead. Presently a woman began to ask questions. "What would happen,” she said, “If the fuse were to blow out in that car ahead? What would become of ns? Would the car ahead of that be able to drag both these caraT’ "I don’t know,” said tbe conductor. “But don’t worry. Wc won't have a chance to find out A double accident of that kind lias never happened to a car of mine yet. and It Isn't likely to happen once in a hundred years." Just then there was an explosion ahead and both cars came to a standstill. The fuse had blown out "Confound that woman.” growled the conductor. “That la all her fault. This wouldn't have happened if sbe hadn’t asked so many fool question. She's a Jonah.’ —New York Frees.

Still Cs*A! “Since you have installed dynamite guns to check tornadoes and whirlwinds,” said the Eastern man; “I suppose you have no further use for your

"Yaas, stranger." drawled tbe Kansas farmer, “them cyclone cellars is mighty useful sometimes. Here! Here! lAwk at- that cloud on tbe bo risen! Bun fer tb’ cettarr Grasping the Eastern man by tb* arm be whirled him off on tbe run foe that refuge, and battened down tb* dooor Just as a rumbling sound as of eartbunaksa filled tb* air. “Waa that a cyc!on*r sake* tbe ‘ «*-