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Show THE WORLD. AMERICAN FORK, UTAH, SATURDAY. APRIL 0, VOL. V MRS. FURGESONS STORY. BY S. T. about your invalid friend. Yea. And you mustnt think I mean any hints or anything. And he told us he couldnt put his feet to the ground, sad Md-n- t, for ten years. And what would he do In case of fire? says Mrs. Tibbs, who was timid. do and I Furgeson I should rescue him, of course,' take boarders; but you say 7 o u r said Mr. Becker, our young boarder, friend is an Inval- who was In a dry goods store, and who was as big, take him altogether, as one id, and I cant, indeed I cant, think of the Invalids arms. But youd have the ladles to save, of It Yes, sir, no know, said Mrs. Squlzzle, the widyou exmost doubt, a cellent gentleman, ow, who always flirted with everything I have ever7 rea- and anything like a man, from 80 to 18. son to The ladles first,' said Mr. Becker, since 70U tell me so; and as you say course.' Only If he'd started with of attendance would be well paid for, and Mrs. Squlzzle hed never have got back It is airy here and very pleasant, doubtless M would be very beneficial for any more, for she weighed 200 to the poor, dear gentleman, but I pounds, and hed have been squashed cant take him. I dont take Invalids. at the first step. I shall keep my eye on him, Because of the trouble? Oh, dear, no. Mrs. Smith, and Ill tell Mr. Smith said That Isnt It Trouble I never mind. do so. Ill step in tomorrow and tell to What is It then? Wouldnt the boardabout magnetism. I ers like It? Let the boarders mind him ourif views ever wonder tried hes magnetism. their own affairs, If It was nothing Poor gentleman,' said Mrs. Jercatching, and neuralgia and nerves rup. How he is afflicted, to be sura alnt catching that I ever heard of. Ive had neuralgia myself, and I know. No, no, but a scalded dog dreads He to go to the Sulphur Springs; ought cold water, and I have had Invalids is what cured me. I shall tell him that before. One Invalid, he was enough so. for me. It aint boarders, I think of And I shall pray for him, said though. I had twenty-fou- r silver small Rev, Mr. Spicers widow. And I shall and twenty-fou- r heavy plated, that you take him my late husbands excellent couldn't tell, and a dozen tables, solid, tract, on the Uses of Affliction," toand four salts and ten desserts, and a morrow. scallop-she- ll shaped that came two In 'And I wouldnt mind reading the a velvet box a present to me when I Bible to him one bit,, said Miss Annie was married. Boarders? No, of Spicer, if he liked it. course I dont mean boarders. Spoons. How express yourself, said I had that number when I took the In- her mother.you You should determine to valid, and you dont know the straits do so whether he liked it or not, and Im put to now, and the cheap rubbish you should rejoice to do it Wouldn't Ive had to buy. All on account of mind, indeed. that invalid. But this one will take Then we went to bed. There was a all his medicine In his own spoons. light in his room still, and I called Ah, that isnt It either! Your poor through the keyhole (he slept In his dear friend is doubtless a perfect reclining chair): 'Mr. Bolter, are you gentleman; only I am prejudiced comfortable for the night? and he against Invalids. answered: He was brought In In a chair, Thank you, maam, I am. I am wrapped up in a counterpane, and I having an hour In meditation. must say I thought he had a very red Excuse me for Interrupting you,' face; but that might be apopleptlc, you says I. know, or he might have stimulated Oh, not at all,' says he, and away himself. Into it, as an Invalid might I went; and I went to sleep thinking easily do, you know, and not to blame how glad I was, with all my troubles, if the doctor recommended it And I was not an Invalid. he was taken into the best front room, I guess it was about 1 oclock when next to the one Mrs. Jerrup had my I waked up with a noise of bursting in my ears, and there was a light in the room. It was a queer light, bright all In one spot, and I thought, though I dont believe in 'em, it was a ghost. And says I, out loud: Oh, Lord!' and I covered my head with the sheet. hadnt had it covered but a minute though, when I felt a big hand on my throat and Just the roughest voice ever I heard growled in my ear: I "Now, old lady, be sensible. aint goln to hurt you If youre quiet Keep your head covered and lay still. Ive got a here, and if you screech, I fire. 'Are you a burglar? says L Form your own conclusions,' says I shouldnt he, 'only dont shriek. want to live if I was an old woman, but paps you do. Well, I kinder wondered what for diamond boarder, I used to call her; myself, but I did, and I laid still and she had so many of em in her ears and only shrunk Inwardly. After a while there was no more on her fingers and at her throat And as soon as he was comfortably fixed I poking at the bureau and rattling in the closet; and then I heard creaking went up to see him, and says I: Mr. Bolter, says I that was his all over the house and a shriek somename Mr. Bolter, is there anything where, and I didnt know but there was murder done; and I thought of my I can do for you? And he says as politely as you poor Invalid, and if he was In that could wish: No, maam, there is not. wretchs hands, poor man, and I thought over all the stories Id ever All I shall need is a little water-cruat 6 In the morning; and if the board- read of dreadful tragedies, and I felt ers have any of em a habit of singing for all my boarders, but most of all hymns in the evening, as Ive known for the poor invalid that couldnt help to set the himself; but It wasn't until all was in pious boarding-houseparlor door open that I may hear em. quiet as the grave that I dared sit up, Now, was there ever anything more and then it was daylight. And then I went down courage came to me, and I put my head touching than that? stairs, with tears in my eyes, and says out of the window and shrieked. NoI: If there ever was a saint on earth, body heard me at first, but at last it is poor, dear Mr. Bolter. He is too there were two policemen, with their good to live, and Im sure as sure can clubs, and then I put on my waterproof be that we shall lose him. And It was and went down stairs. Youve been robbed, that's plain,' a remarkable Incident that the widow of the Rev. Mr. Spicer did board with said the policeman; 'but is anybody us, and did sing hymns; an she sang hurt? "Murdered In their beds, Ive no em that night, and set the parlor door open; and Mr. Bolter rung his bell, doubt,' says L And I thought It must and sent down word that he was very be so; but it was better than that. Some were gagged and some were much refreshed,' with his compliments, and dear little Mr. Becker was did He take waiter. tied, the stimulants, by I smelt; and I said to myself. And who rolled up In a blanket, like a rollypoly can blame him if It's ordered T Anc pudding, and pinned In. And diamonds and clothes and everything was gone, it was brandy, if I have a nose. Well, as we parted for the night, poor dears. And even the Indian idol we all spoke of the poor, dear gentle- from Mrs. Smiths mantelpiece. And as for me, I hadn't a spoon left, ant man. Another gentleman had called to nothing to put on but' the waterproof peak of him, just as you have called cloak. But nothing dreadful had hap ES, dr. Im Mr. believe, six-shoo- ter el pened except to the Invalid gentleman. He had disappeared. Theyve murdered him, says L Theyve carried him off tor a ransom, says Mrs. Squlzzle. The Italians do that, you know. Maybe hes thrown himself out of the window In a fright, says Mrs. Smith, There we ell stood, mostly In blankets and such, and made suggestions, I, for one, knew I should find him down cellar, weltering In his gore. What did you say? Did wo? Oh, no. we didnt. No. The policeman gave the first hint of the truth. M Your Invalid is your burglar, says ha. its easier to open a door from Inside than from out I reckon I know the man. Its Sly Tom, as they call him. Hes been up to this dodge before. And so It was, sir, so It was. Mrs. Jerrup got baek her diamonds, but I never got back my spoons; and no offense, sir no Insinuations. Im sure this Invalid gentleman Is all that one could wish all! Oh. I feel quite positive of that, and no offense; but with an Invalid In the house I should be obliged to sit up In the bed all night I should have nerves to that extent No, no Invalids for me; but Mrs. Tompkins over the way has never had such an experience, and Id recommend you to call there. No, no; I do not believe Mr. Wedg-erbyour friend, to be a burglar, only I cannot accommodate Invalids after ' Mr. Bolter." y, ACETYLENE GAS. One Whole City la Being Lighted hr It.' La Nature has the very latest authoritative article upon the use of acetylene gas for illuminating purposes. This gas, which at first was pro- nounced so dangerous, is now found to be really less to be feared than coal gas, if a proper generator Is used by a careful person. There are good machines for producing and controlling the gas, and every one Interested In their details Is ceferttrLCtl Nature, or the translation of the orlglhal article In the Scientific American. It Is Interesting to know that acetylene Is coming more and more Into use in France. Many private consumers use it, some of the suburbs of Paris are trying It and one whole city Is lighted by 1L The gas Is produced, as will be remembered, by acting on a compound of calcium and carbon with water. The calcium is changed to llnm by the oxygen in the water, while 'the carbon unites with the hydrogen present to form the Inflammable hydrocarbon acetylene. This can be shown by a curious though rather Inelegant experiment. Take a piece of the stone-lik- e calcium carbide and . spit on It. The water in the saliva is sufficient to decompose the carbide and the acetylene gas may be easily lighted with a match and will burn as long as the materials used to produce It hold out Though you may understand the chemistry of the process of the manufacture of acetylene, this practical application of the principles involved will rather startle you the first time you see 1L Everything Bat Happy. sentimental History gives sixty-eigsurnames to emperors and kings whom it chronicles. For Instance: Charles VIII. of France had the alias appellation of the affable; Philllppe I. of France, that of the amorous;" Alphonse XI. of Leon and Castile, the Vicor Emanuel, Re avenger; etc., etc. Many potentates are ranked by history under the same are alias. Eight are good," forty-on- e great," seven are conquerors, two cruel, two fair, and four fat" But none was surnamed the happy." ht galan-tuom- o, s, Feeds Four People Well for V94.SS a Yeai A contributor to the March Ladies Home Journal by publishing a copy of his household accounts shows that it Is possible for a family of four persons The family to live on $200 a year. two chilwife and husband, comprises dren 1 and 8 years old and the aggregate cost of the edibles consumed for the entire year is $94.82. Of course, strict economy is necessary, but the writer avers that he and his family live substantially and well, and out of his salary of $400 as teacher he Is able to put $200 per year out at interest Ilia Favorlta Autlinr. Ah! you're a literary man, sh? Whos your favorite author? Wilchell? Witch-ell- ? Author Wltchell. ApDon't think I know him." parently not; my card, sir." Philadelphia Record. Noozel NO. ID 189S. OVERLAND COACHING. AGENT8 ON THE ROUTE WERE UNDISPUTED DESPOTS. wheels often sank to the hob In trim Breakdowns frequently delays sit. travel for several hours, during which one could hunt buffalo If so disposed.' Passing Fort Laramie, the Indian ooito-t- ry and Black Hills were reached, and hers the Imagination would readily a lurking savage behind every hlH. Ambushed Indians often sent bullets Into the coach, and the passengers for the most part slept at night with one eye open and arms ready for instant use. Pressing on to the Rocky Mountains, South Pass, the extreme summit, with its splendid outlook, was attained then came Salt Lake City and nearly seventy miles of alkali desert. Rocky Canon and the Great American Desert forty miles of bottomless sand and a long, thirsty pull and Carson City. From Carson to the Sierras, climbing the Geiger grade, skirting Lake Tahoe, thence to Hangtown or Place nrille and 8acramento,' and the great overland stage Journey was at an end. plo-to- rs Coadoetar Was Baapouibla Mm mad Whaa tha Driver Found That Ula Be. Uaf Was Off Duty, He Had to Work So Bard That lie Veil Asleep. V In the daya of 49 it took an emigrant train from five to seven months to cross the plains. Nine years later the overland stages by the southern route made the Journey In twenty-on- e daya The good old daya of overland staging are now only a memory, but that memory la exceedingly vivid with those who crossed the plains behind horses or mulea, not knowing what their adventures might be en route. Over each 250 miles of road was placed an sgent or superintendent, who had absolute authority, the distance under ONE MANS CHURCH. hla Jurisdiction being called a division. Hla duty was to buy horses, mules and Colored Zealot llulldlng. a Uoom of harness and feed man and beast. Next In rank to this great and glorious king of tha plains was the conductor, his beat being also 250 miles. He rode night and day, seated by the driver, he snatching what rest and sleep might on that lofty flying perch. He had entire charge of the mails, passengers, stage coach and express matter until he delivered them over to tha next conductor, taking his receipt therefor. While the conductor was not invariably a gentleman, be was a man of intelligence, executive ability and firmness, paying the closest attention to his duties. Then in Importance cams the driver, his beat being long and sleeping time at stations short, his days and nights full of bard and wearing work. Unlucky indeed was the driver whose at either end of the road got sick, tor the coach had to go on, and Instead of climbing down tor a' good rest after a rough Journey he would have to go ahead, perhaps In wind, rain and darkness, doing the sick mans work. It was not an uncommon sight to see a driver fellow-work- Worship Entirely Unaided. A Oeprgla colored man, Andrew Bonner by name. Is manifesting his reli- in a substantial, gious enthusiasm though unusual way. uonner is a simple minded negro, filled to overflowing with what his admiring wife terms "de ol time religion." He resides with her in College Park, a village a few miles from Atlanta. His ambition for years has been to build a church for the ben-cof some of his own race, the material used to be procured with hie own earnings, and no workmen to assist . ut er .w V GOING DOWN GRADE TO MAKE und asleep on the box, the coach tvellng along at breakneck speed th six fractious mules. Here is how trk Twain describes his trip across e desert in a stage in the early 60s: 'he mules under violent swearing, axing and whip cracking, would &ke at stated intervals a spurt, and ag the coach 100 or maybe 200 yards, Irrlng up a billowy cloud of dust that lied back, enveloping the vehicle th dust to the wheel tops or higher, d making it seem to float in the fog. ion a rest followed, with the usual eezing and bit champing. Then spurt of 100 yards and another st at the end of it. All day long we for the ipt this up without water ules and without changing the team, vo miles and a quarter an hour for was what we accom-ishea hours-t- bat It was hard to bring thea to such inprehension away down we had been when as that ails pace miles ed to making eight and ten station the reached we When hour. we the farther verge of the desert the that time first ere glad for the we never ctionary was along, for tell how to uld have found language ad we were In any sort of dictionary in it an unabridged one with pictures Over-n- d A queer frontier town was City, 470 miles from St. Joseph, here the stage was exchanged for a nud wagon, in which to cross the atte. a dangerous stream with quick-nd- s liable to swallow horses, coach id passengers at one mouthful. The ails, however, had to go, though the an-h- er d. w UP TIME. him In the rearing of the edifice. With utter disregard of legal measures, An- drew selected two years ago a site for the church of his dreams, which he ex- pects to be a monument to his memory long after he has returned to dust. The fact that he does not own the ground has never disturbed him. friends urged him When to wait until the ground could be bought for the purpose he paid no heed to the proposition, but kept to his original purpose. Every spare penny was spent by him for lumber and nails. The work has necessarily been alow, but now, after twenty-fomonths of patient labor. Andrew gazes with pride upon the building, which is almost covered. The old man is said to have sometimes denied his family bread that he might save money for his pet project far-sight- ed ur Too Few Death. London has an Undertakers Review which takes quite a professional point of view of the situation. It declares 1897 to have been a bad year. Business has gone on the even tenor of Its disappointing way. There was "but occasional demand for most of us, and that demand chiefly of an unremunera-tlv- e order. Pamlng It. Bill I would like to pass a civil-servl- ce examination. Jill I guess you would on a dead run. Yonkers Statesman. |