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Show 0 Utan County Democrat - PROVO - UTAH Knowest Thou That Land?0 The Wakening of Wildwood L By F. NEWS SUMMARY Fire in the oil fields of Santa Maria. Cal., cost two lives and a monetary less of 150,000. The Elks reunion of 1908, held at Dallas, Texas, came to a close on July 17. The next reunion will he held in Los Angeles. The town of Baltic, Ohio, containing 500 people, was practically wiped cut by a fire which raged all night, starting in a flour mill. President Roosevelt has refused an offer to make speeches into the receiver of a talking machine for the purpose of making records for public use. Mrs. Walter Teage, wife of the Standard Oil official, who shot herself at her home in Los Angeles, died without having regained consciousness. Mrs. Hannah Inilsa Whitman llelde, the last surviving sister of the poet, Walt Whitman, died at her home in Burlington, Vt., on July 18, aged 81 years. Five men were burned, two perhaps fatally, by an overflow of molten metal from a furnace in the plant of the Wisconsin Steel mills in South Chicago. In compliance with orders jubt received at the Mare Island navy yard, the work of overhauling the cruiser Raleigh, at a cost of nearly $100,000, will begin as soon as the Pacitle fleet pails in August. That Hazel Drew came to her death as a result of an accident instead of being a victim of a foul and deliberate murder is one of the theories put forth as a possible solution of the Teal Pond, N. Y mystery. The cost of the Pacific coast extension of the Chicago, Milwaukee & St. Paul railway, which it is expected will be open for traffic on July 1, 1909, will be about $5,000,000 more than the company originally reckoned. childrens hundred Twenty-fivon went who strike in makers jacket New York five weeks ago against a reduction in wages have won their strike in all but a few shops ond returned to work at the former pav. In view of the unsettled condition at Porto Cortez, Honduras, and the revolutionary movement there, the navy department has ordered the gunboat Marietta, now at Port Ajitonio, Jamaica, to proceed there without dee lay. by Shortstory s d bearing the following inscription: The Georgia railroad commission has ruled that the newspapers of the in elute may accept transportation exchange for jidvertisements. This decision is of particular interest in view of the ruling of Federal Judge Rohlsaat of Chicago. military Comprising the greatest jageant ever witnessed In Honolulu, The first stranger to notice the od5,500 men of the Atlantic battleship fleet paraded on the morning of June dity of this bit of mortuary sculpture was a touring bicyclist. What could 17, arousing enthusiastic cheers from the dense crowds which lined the way it mean, he wondered. The sexton, whom he happened to catch on the along which they passed. denied all knowledge of the premises, According to the Czech newspap-.sof the inscription, but he significance Narodny Lysty, the Princess Amelia grinned. The bicyclist was followed Louise of Furstenberg, and Gustav not long afterwards by a visitor in a Kozlan, an employee of an automobuggy. Soon the country swains, with bile firm, with whom she eloped last their companions, drove from places May, were married last week In the 25 miles away to read and ponder castle chapel at Kammerbunr. upon the strange inscription. Picnic Contrary to the rumors that Mrs. parties came and gazed upon it and, Frank J. Gould has been reconciled after eating luncheon in the grove of to her husband, and that their dif- tall pines now known as Wildwood ferences had been amicably settled, went away to spread the intelligence on , Mrs. Gould's suit for divorce is Co.) Twenty years ago nobody went to each bringing new curiosity-seekerWildwood, and jet, 20 years ago, its from a wider radius to behold the inmountains were as picturesque, its explicable legend and exercise their sunsets as gorgeous, the white moon- ingenuity upon its interpretation. light, streaming through the tops of Summer boarders began to come from its tall, dark pines, was as glorious New York and Boston, and tourists and impressive as But now, from the Bouth and the flat, treeless from an unknown crossroads, it has regions of the middle west, to whom become one of the most noted and im- the towering peaks and dense, sweetportant places on the White Mountain smelling woods were as Inspiring as map of summer travel. The little they were unfamiliar. place that slumbered is bounding with Then, to the amazement of everylife. From the first day of July to the body, when Abraham Jenkins became first week of October, every year, a widower for a second time, the lonemore baggage is handled at Wildwood ly slab was discovered to have a comJunction in a single day than had en- panion on the opposite side of the tered the township in the whole family lot. It was thus inscribed: , course of its existence prior to its awakening. And its awakening was brought about by the great transformer, Death. This is how it came to pass: In the "best room of the lonely hillside farmhouse of Abraham Jenkins a room seldom opened except to the minister and book agents were This second dazzling gravestone apassembled, one November day, the clans of the Jenkinses and Perkinses, peared one day in March. Before the to attend the funeral of the late Martha Perkins Jenkins, the farmers wife. season was over Wildwood had built A stalwart son, the eldest of a family its first summer hotel and planned and of nine children, had, after Abraham subscribed the capital for the narrow himself, given voluble testimony to gauge branch around Swallow Hill tc their high appreciation of the depart- connect with the railroad at what is ed. The leanest of a covey of maiden now Wildwood Junction. The new road had hardly been runsisters of the deceased took the widower aside and said: "I only hope she ning two seasons when Abraham Jenand tottering, folknows how ye'r feelin fer her; it kins, white-hairewould be a good bit satisfyin to her, lowed his second wife to the graveI'm sure. She sez to me once, sez yard to which, after his funeral, all bhe, Ef I go, I know that Abe'll marry eyes were again turned. Among the some young thing that neverll tek no townspeople it had always been bus interest in the young ones, and theyll pected that the first slab was put up be left ter shift. But ye wouldnt do by the Perkinses and the second with money left by the consort who had that, would ye, Abe? Disregarding this pointed appeal, been Matilda Brice. These conjee, Abiaham Jenkins cleared his throat tures were confirmed when the will of and addressed the assembled com- Abraham Jenkins was read and a gravestone was erected in accordance pany: "Ive jest decided ter tell ye, slongs with his last instructions, between yer all here, that I've sort o felt ez those of his departed partners, and it ef I shd foller her soon. So I've was also conceded that in death he bought a lot in the graveyard to be had proved equal In wit to all his paid fer in instalments and when I wives relations, for this was the sculpdie I want yer ter put me by the side ture it bore, surmounted by hands atof Marthy. Then I shell rest in peace. tached to arms spread out as if in benediction: Them's my final instructions. Turnto lathe maiden of sisters his ing mented wife, he added: I know yell tek good care o them thar youngsters that Marthy sot so much store by." Then he broke down and sobbed wildly, "Oh, Marthy, Marthy, why hev ye ' gone? e at Jefferson, Iub. of the peculiar monument in Wild- FELEG AND THE GOBBLER HAVE ENDURANCE CONTEST. and W. S. McGANN 3E (Copyright, Illegal transactions, shady business deals and violation of trusts were charged against the supreme lodge of the A. O. U. W. by the grand lodge Four months after the funeral anof Wisconsin, in a lawsuit involving half a million dollars, filed at Des other Mrs. Abraham Jenkins was installed in the lonely farmhouse, and Moines, la. Commander Robert E. Peary sailed she was all that the first Mrs. Jenkins from Sydney, N. S., on June 17 on the had foreboded. Young and frisky, steamer Roosevelt in another attempt pretty Matilda Brice had attracted to reach the north pole. His last re- Abraham Jenkins at a Grange sociamark as he went over the ships side ble, and his mourning had ceased from was that he expected to accomplish that moment. That there should be great indignahis purpose. tion among the Jenkinses and more or Robert Gardner, a deputy marshal, less astonishment in the community-at-largwas fatally wounded and at least a was a matter of course, but it dozen miners were more or less seriwas some months after the wedding ously shot as tho result' of nn attack of the widower before a marble slab on a train bearing strike breakers to in the new mysteriously take the places of striking union min-e- Jenkins lot inappeared the village cemetery, Ala. POLLOCK By Stanley E. Johnson (Copyright, A MERRY CHASE IN " a-- Tourists throng to Wildwood greater numbers than ever. Tournaments are played on the golf links of Hotel Wildwood and the tennis courts of the Minster, near the Cloister Pines. Bear Nook glen, Artists point and Lectern ledge are visited by shoals of sightseers in Wckboards, in to-da- y in automobiles, awheel, on horseback and afoot, and the views from Sunset rock were never finer. But the tide of curl- osity has ebbed away from the little cemetery on the hill where the bones of Abraham Jenkins rest between those of his two wives, and they and the feuds of their families are almost forgotten. Breaking the News. At a recent dinner of The Fossils, given recently, James M. Beck was one of the speakers. "The Fossils is an organization composed of former amateur journalists, and Mr. Beck, as one of the organizers of the National Amateur Press association In Philadelphia in 1876, has never lost his interest in this most admirable training school for young writers. "In looking back upon those days when the publishing of amateur papers soempd the most fascinating thing in the world, said Mr. Beck in the course of his address,' "I feel indeed that I am quite in the fossil class. The organization of the National Amateur Press association seems almost prehistoric. In looking back through the years It is almost as misty as the stone age. I was a very small boy when I took part in those weighty deliberations. I feel like the youngster who said to his fa- the motion calendar and wfll bo wood cemetery and extol the charms brought to trial within tho next few of the neighborhood. weeks. The years sped swiftly by, and bits ther: When the auxiliary cruiser Buffalo of moss and lichen gathered in the Father, was writing done on tabsails on August 15 from San Fran- deeper lines of the carved index and lets of stone in the old days? cisco with supplies for the Atlantic clung to the angles of the son, my the dutiful sculptured 'Yes, replied battleship fleet, her cargo will in- letters, but an increasing army of vis- parent. other 600,000 eatables, clude, among itors noted that the traces of time and C.ee! mused the boy. 'Then it pounds of flour, 400,000 pounds of po- decay were periodically cleaned away must have taken a crowbar to break tatoes, canned meats and dessicated by unseen hands. The seasons passed, the news. vegetables, William Campbell, a New York bricklayer, who on June 3 killed his WASN'T USED TO IT. , stood wife Carrie with a like a man unconscious of what was about him when the judge sentenced him to twenty years imprisonment. Campbell was intoxicated when the crime was committed. John W. Tomlinson, the Alabama member of the national Democratic committee, announces that volunteers ,o assist in the campaign throughout tiie United States would be accepted, and asks all speakers to advise him immediately as to states and time desired by the oretors. Edgene W. Chafin, Prohibition candidate for president, and Aaron S. Watkins, candidate for met In Columbus, 0., last week, for Visitor Look on the bright side, old man. Although youre laid consultation with tho national wife is all devotion to you. your decided to was the It open Crabbed Old Grouch Yes, confound it: I don't know what's ailing campaign at Lincoln, Neb., August 10 wlen Chafin will speak. bread-knife- t, com-m'tte- 1 by Shortstory Pub. The prince had just come from the hospital, leaving behind his sympathy and good wishes, the grand cross of St. Stephanius, and his equerry to represent him at the bedside of the wounded man. The whole capital was already ringing with the news of the explosion and the heroism of the domestic who had risked, and probably lost, his life to save his prince. To the group of eminent physicians that the royal orders had summoned it was clear that neither the favor of kings nor the applause of people could prolong the man's life many hours. He was quite conscious, however, and lay looking about him with one eye, for the other was covered by the enor- mous mass of bandages, and with a curiously anxious and alert expression in his glance. He had been a servant of the household; he had the deformed hands of a peasant, but the eyes and brow of a gentleman. He seemed quite aware of his approaching end and, a little while after the prince had gone, he asked that extreme unction might be administered to him, according to the rites of the Greek church. When the patient was ready to make his confession he beckoned to the prince's equerry and to the hospital house surgeon, begging them to remain, to witness his confession. It was Irregular; the priest hesitated and objected, but as the man insisted he decided that 'an exception might be made. The room was then cleared of all others. "There is no use in going into my early faults," began the dying man without any of the customary formulas of confession, and in an unexpectedly strong voice. I do not know that I shall have strength enough even for the things I particularly wish to say. My real name is of no concern to anyone, either. I left it where I left my soul in the mines. It might have been famous throughout Europe by now, for when I bore it I was a violinist, and I think that an audience or two in Vienna or Berlin may still remember my playing. ago. But all that .was 12 Ca) a bar near the middle of the song. The phrase goes thus I could never forget it and to the astonishment of the listeneis the dying man hummed a few notes: "But it took me some time to decide where to conceal the thing. I determined to put it near the grand piano in the prince's private drawing room. No one ever played there but himself or the princess, and she never in his absence, so that I was sure of producing my effect. Just above the piano hung a very large boars head mounted on an oaken base against the wall, and finally I took this down under the pretext that it required insect powder, and carried it to my room. It was an easy matter to conceal my bomb Inside the great skull. It fitted exactly, and I restored the trophy to its place above the piano. "By a lucky chance I was on duty in the hall yesterday evening. The prince and princess came from dinner together, which was a rather unusual thing, and they entered his drawingroom. I approached the door and waited. There was no one else in sight in the great hall. Presently through the closed door I heard the piano opened and the princess, who is, I must say, no great performer, rattled through two or three Hungarian dances. There was another long silence. The door had not been tightly closed, and I pushed it an inch and peeped in. As I did so I heard the first bars of the expected song. I ought to have made my own escape at once. I do not know what was the matter with me. My heart beat so as almost to drown the music. I had When I came home from the conservatory, full of success and in a of young enthusiasm for light and liberty, I became connected with a sort of secret association oh, a very innocent one, but its object was the dissemination of literature and instruction which the police chose to consider seditious. There was a raid; a quantity of our papers were seized. Half a dozen of us were arrested, most of us students, and we went from prison to the salt mines. I spent four years there, by order of your prince, and I left my music there underground, for the labor and the rheumatism crippled my fingers, as you see them, so that I was never able to hanfe-v- revenge itself thuB. "It was clear that our order commanded some Influence at court, for I was taken Into the roj'al service upon my first application, and presently placed in attendance upon the prince's apartments. For, six weeks I lackied it, studying the ground and laying my . plans so as to remove all possibility of failure. "My bomb was In a small wooden box, containing half a pound of nitro-gelatialong with the musical device. It was not hard to decide how the wires should he tuned. You all know the prince's favorite piece of music, the one that is played to him most often a setting of Goethes Kennst du das Land? It indicates some taste, I admit, but it has sentimental associations for him. His fiancee, the present princess, used to play it for him; she plays It to him yet. It was a love match, they say; and they Bay that she was at the piano when he propose 1 to her. The man must have a heart, after all. I hate such a character-ful- l of inconsistencies. So I tuned the wires or my bomb to "Squashville is all het up about the excitement last Satday, when they was more family quarrels started than the minister can patch up in a year. "It wms started by Mary Ann, who ain't quarrelsome, takin it day in and day out. And Mary Ann bays she's glad it happened. "She says to me, Sat'day morning, Peleg, that old gobbler that we been keepin around the barn for years, jest because he is thin as a rail, is got to He's got to be killed, if I be killed. have to do it, and you ain't the kind of man that'll have it said your wife does the chores. Y'ou ketch him, Feleg, and I'll cook him, if he's poorn the turkey Job had, as the minister says. Maty Ann, I says, that turkey ain't fit to kill. But if you say kill him, kill him it is. "When I got outside, there he was, sunnin himself south of the barn, lie never was shy before, specially when they was anything to eat, but when he seen me cornin, he dropped his wings and flew for the henhouse. Danged if the old boy ain't wisei'n an owl, 1 say, runnin away that way, I dropped my ax, and took after him. He run in the coop, and I thought I'd git him easy, but when I got in he sailed over my head, scralehin' out more hair'n the barber cuts off for a quarter, and out he went and down the road. My blood was up by that time. Mary Ann seen it, and she conic out the kitchen. 'Peleg, bhe says, don't do anything des'prate. 'Keep your tongue out of this,' says, bein riled up so I wouldn't take advice from my grandfather. But didn't have time to stop. That gobblei went down the road, me after him. At met Squire Ez Jenkins, the corner goin home with his groceries. The turkey run between his legs, trippin him up, and I run bang into him. Dod rot your hide, he says, gittinr of 1 1 w-- e up. "I was real mad by that You old jestice faker, years dle a bow again. "The police do not seem to know that they make a dangerous animal of a man when they ruin his life. I was 50 years older when I came out, and not cowed, but only more cautious. When I joined a secret society next it was a really revolutionary one. I made myself useful in a variety of ways to my comrades, and I even gained a certain reputation for skill and nerve, so that in our last attempt I was given the post of honor and of danger. For a long time we had recognized the prince as a most dangerous enemy to the countrys freedom, and when he published his last edict the one of last November we decided that he had provoked his own fate. In solemn council It was determined that he should die. "I was to be the agent, and I had invented my own instrument. I have never been quite able to get music out of my head, and this was a musical device to set off an explosive. The case containing the powder was fitted with a series of small steel wires, each' tuned to a certain note. When these same notes were struck in the right order on a piano or any other instrument within hearing, the wires of my bomb of course vibrated sympathetically, one after another, each releasing a catch, till the last fired the cap. The merit of it was that it required no fuse, no electric wires, no personal management of any kind. It was the fancy of a musician, and I took a certain pleasure in making my lost art Task of Catching and Killing Eyesore of the Barnyard Proved Exciting And the End Is Not Yet. time. 1 sajs, git out of my wav. With that I left him, the turkey bein some ahead. Jay Home was drivin in from the Corners with a travelin man, and danged if that turkey didnt scare them colts so they run half a mile. Last I seen of Jay he was pullin on the lines and fellin somethin. I heard afterward that the travelin man refused to pay for the rig, and Jay has served notice of a suit in Ez Jenkins court for damages. I ain't seen Jay, but from what I heard he was riled up some. "I never would of caught that turkey if Mis Home and Mis Busby hadn't come out of Hen Busbys store together. lie run between them, and they got him. Mis Home always was good at ketchin poultry, specially if they belonged to someone else. "When I got home, carryin the gobbler, Mary Ann was in hysterics. She soon cooled down, though, when I had the danged thing layin on the ground with his head off. "But I says to her, Mary Ann, if they is any other fowls .around this place that ought to be killed, trot 'em out. I feel like killin anything that looks at me. Dont let me cool off, I says. Bring on your fowl. " Peleg, she says, git in the house and shut your gab. You been makin show enough of the family. ' A. Furnace Seemed to Burst Up denly in My Face. Sud-- . . never seen any side of the prince before but the rigid autocrat, and this unexpected domestic picture upset me. think only of the hideous wreck and destruction that another half minute must bring. I could just see the curve of the princess cheek as she locfked up, saying something that I could not catch. I could not endure it. I lost my nerve. I forgot my purpose; I forgot everything but the danger, and when the music was within half a dozen bars of the fatal phrase I opened the door. "The piano stopped as I rushed in. The prince stared at me, angry and amazed. I brushed past him, tore down the great head, and was back in the. corridor almost before he could speak for wrath. I ran down the hall toward the balcony, intending to throw the bomb down into the garden. "A blaze of light met me as I stepped out through the French window. The garden was full of torches. There xvas a roar of music from the lawn. The band of the Grenadier Guards was serenading the palace with the princes favorite air, chosen out of honor to the anniversary. In my excitement I held the bomb stupidly in my hands, and before I could drop it the orchestra crushed into the fatal phrase. A furnace seemed to burst up suddenly In my face, and then I knew nothing. I did not even hear the report. The man glanced from one to another of his auditors with a half smile at their horror-strickefaces; and then the smile faded as if it had been wiped from his countenance. He tried to speak again, but failed. The sup geon picked up his wrist. "Is is the last rally. He will not b conscious again. The uniformed equerry looked I could n across at the priest, then at the physi- cian. All this is under the seal of the he said. "The prince confessional, must never know. And the other two men nodded So it happened that a brass tablet In the palace preserve tho memory of the assassin whogave his life for his sovereign. And the band still plays "Knowest thou that Land? sometimes in the gardens, but there are a few men in the city who do not care any more to hear that version of song. Goethe-world-famou- s And I shut. "But if I have to stand suit for that rig, danged if Mary Ann won't hear from me further. Inquisitiveness. The small boy who would investigate the inner workings of the family clock or the mechanical secrets of a music machine should be encouraged. Nature is working out his best impulse. His curiosity is healthful. Later in life he will aspire to different things, though he may always harbor a secret belief that he can assemble a modern lock or set up a gasoline motor better than the man who made it. The impulse of curiosity is the making of many a man. The progressive spirits of the age are those who want to know how things are put together. So when Johnny tackles the clock do not be harsh with him, and like the mother mentioned in recent dispatches, cane him. That mother's boy ran away, and now she would like to knowr where he is. That caning may have diverted to a wrong channel a curiosity that, properly developed, would have been the making of the boy. He Would Return. "Fifty dollars is the price, said the magistrate, and I hope, sir, never to see you here again. Never to see me here again? Why, you're not resigning, are you? And with a nonchalant laugh threw a crisp $50 bill to the clerk, entered his waiting racer and set out to break another speed law. Toor-ing-Ka- A Professional Paradox. "That family of acrobats whose specialty is to stand on one another's heads are very successful, I understand? Yes, notwithstanding the fact that their whole career is a series of farm pw reverses |