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Exeter Advocate, 1900-2-15, Page 7V TY V/VV4Y VJPJ'wtiUnh U< CxG'.XJwG • .,t IE I:EY .0L _ WHATEVER IS IS BEST. a know as my life grows older And mine eyes l�av cMonica. si sight That under each rank wrung somewhere There lies the root of right, That each sorrow has its purpose, My y the sprlvwing. oftunguessed, But as sure as the sun brings morning, Whatever is is best. 1 know that each sinful action, As sure as the night brings shade, do snmdwhere some time punished, Though the hour be long delayed. 1 know that the soul is aided Sometimes by the heart's unrest, And to grow means often to. suffer, 13ut whatever is is best. I knoll there are no errors In the great eternal plan, And all things work together For the final good of man; And I know when lily soul speeds. onward In its grand eternal quest l shall say, as 1 look back earthward, Whatever is is best. ' -Ella Wheeler Wilcox, `THE RETURN OF THE NATIVE.'" A Dainty Sketch of a Country Girl Who lliarried a Divorced Mau and Was Cut by -Her Old Friends. BY JEAN E13 ERTON 110VEY. The whole town of Little Britain was talking about Airs. Clarence Ritchie on street corners, at literary society meetings, over the billiard ta- ble, in the long, dingy clubroom above the grocery store, until the air was full of her name. The teacher of the school Elizabeth Ritchie had attended in her youth said that she had foreseen something like this when Elizabeth took that trip to Europewith her aunt, but still, she must add,' Elizabeth had gone further than she had supposed she could, and it gave her pain to see one of her girls comeback the wife of a divorced man. Mrs. Burdette lifted her fine, ,white crowned head: "'You're like !me. Miss Percival. 1 suppose Elizabeth had too much char- acter to go against all the principles she was raised by. But this Is what comes of living in a big city. In the low celled, carpetless club- room. wbere the youth of the town gathered. Mrs. Ritchie's name flashed to and fro like a billiard ball. James Ingrames, a man of the world, having just returned from his yearly cotton tour througb the Georgia towns, observed: "That aunt of Liz's did a good trick by her, trotting her over the world and shoving her on to the New York mar- ket." When he had chalked his cue carefully, be added: "1 didn't suppose our little, everyday Liz bad it in her to get to be a swell, for all she used to be such a sharp little piece. I see her same in the New York papers.". A short, square youtb who was seat- ed by the window leaned forward. "Did you know, Jimmy, that her husband is a divorced man?" "Listen to Rufus!" jeered the other. "Why, yes, Rufus: Clarence Ritchie's a great gun; his life's common prop- erty. Don't you read, man?" Pres- ently Jimmy, skirmishing the balls over the billiard table, added: "Pooh! That's nothing, a woman >aiarrying a divorced man. What's the matter with that, eh? But this town's dead slow." The youth by the window shifted bus feet, where they were propped upon the sill. "it's to be expected of you, Jimmy, that you wouid pick up everybody's notions as you go traveling about, but I expected better of Elizabeth." "Yes," said Jimmy, pleased by this allusion to himself, "she's a sensible woman. a very sensible woman. ' I ad- mire peoplewho get on in the world. Her husband's a famous man. She tarried him after be got a good, legal divorce, and now she's a great big swell. And. yet I understand," added Jimmy patronizingly, "the good people around bere don't hardly want to speak to ber." Rufus turned round and dropped his feet in their heavy heeled shoes to the floor. "She's not the woman I thought she was. If she has the whole world at her heels, she's severed herself with me.,, Jimmy grinned across the table at the square figure in its suit of checks. The next slay. when Rufus cbanced to observe' Elizabeth Ritcil,ie coming toward him on the opposite sidewalk, he looked at the<fencep palings. Hear- Ing her ,feetatting on the hard` clay p y and the swish of her skirts, he carried his cane consciously. It was a stout orange wood cane, with a small 'elle gator on the handle, which his uncle. had brought him from Florida. She could see it from where she walked and remembered it. She had a love for. Codd little things and had always ad- mired the alligator. Suddenly the pat- ting and the swishing ceased. She called his first name familiarly. 'step- ping off the sidewalk and holding out cher baud. He went across slowly and took it. She looked him up and down and smiled at his face. '"Olcl friends are rare to meet," said the airily dressed woman. Rufus showed 4 a tendency to move on, but she held his hand until she brought him to a standstill;'`then she stood away from him, tilting her par- asol about. Its lace r'ufiles rippled be- hind her pink and white face; her dark blue eyes shone through her fine veil: theribbons on her dress and the'siik flounces of her skirt were lifted and ?rustled by the breeze; C' her French each slices :and silk ?stockings sbowed themselves and were gone with i,lie movement of the flounce. The whole costuliie seem- ed ed to emit with every' breath the faint eeent of cedar or sandalwood. "W, ell " hel - safc, looking her all over Vita a slow laugh, "so this is you? You always were ambitious for such. VI ug's °' She stood tilting and smiling. "Now you've got them, I suppose you're sat.istied. She witlelrcwa glance, h r 6 a nce, which was becoming a little musing, from his face to her skirts, and it lighted up. "Yes," slie said fervently; "planning dresses, wearing them, waking an im- pression in them." She broke off with a laugh. She twirled her parasol, "When you look at me like that," she added. "what are you thinking?" "1 am tbinkiug that I used to know you." "1 am beginning to think that 1' never knew you or any of you until now." Her eyes flashed and then roved away. "Look, 'Rufus. 1 -can see the tops of Mrs, Hall's sparkleberry trees. Don't you remember how we used to climb them when we went to 'play with Se- rena Hall? Sometimes," she said, "when I am sitting at my window look- ing out at the horses and people l can see in my mind's eye the Halls' wood - yard and those sparkleberry trees. The leaves were so shining, and the berries were such big ones." "You bad a lot of fancy notions then. 1 used to call you Lady Elizabeth," said Rufus, more genially. "Why," she asked at once, "did you let me stay bere three weeks without coming to see me?" Rufus smiled as if the question pleas- ed him, and his square figure settled. "Have many of your old friends been. to see you?" "Wby, Miss Percival came—and—and one or two others," sbe said, glancing away. "Miss Percival told my mother that she thought it was her duty. The opinions of the world and the opinions of Little Britain don't agree about you." Rufus leaned easily against his. stick. "You took the worldly road when you left here. and the world ad- mires its own, but the people you were born and raised witb have to disown you.,, Ste looked from Rnsfus' firm cheek ed face up at the sky, around at the trees and up and down the empty, weed grown street with the glance of a restless bird. Then she nodded' her bead at Rufus. "It is a very easy tbing to be single minded here in Little Britain. ' Who would suppose, to see the cows grazing around, that—oh, a lot of things. Take my word. Rufus, the world is compli- cated. Yon may be right. or I may be right, or we may both be wrong. At any rate." she said earnestly, "credit me with trying to do right, and meet me on that ground." Rufus did not move, though she part- ly held out her hand. "That's' a loose way," he said. "A thing's right or it's wrong. There isn't any use talking between." "I" took pleasure In the thought of coming home, but nobody wants to me." saidRitchiesuddenly. see. Mrs. R c hie "Please Rufus, let me keep one friend. Idocaue." Rufus leaned easily against his cane again. "It would have been better for you, Elizabeth," he said consideringly, "if you had staid at home." "Well, I don't think—maybe so. Just shake bands. I want to shake hands like old friends." "That's just like you," said Rufus after a pause. "trying to wbeedle peo- ple into what you want." Mrs. Ritchie looked at his settled fig- ure and important face until her look changed from wistful to musing and on to comical "You've got to be an old man," she said. "There's no, moving you. The world is big and liberal, Rufus. It's a pity you couldn't have gone round it some." "I don't want to go round it," said Rufus angrily; "I don't want to go round it." He caught her smile and _ took off his hat abruptly. `I'll say goodby." He did not look back at her, though she watched him walk stiffly. away. When he turned the corner, she moved forward. smiling, ' with tears in her eyes. -New York Commercial Adver- tiser. The :First Folding Bed. "No invention'' of modern times so filled the proverbial long felt want as did the folding bed," said the bead of the model rooms in the patent office in Washington. The particular model to which be re- ferred was a crude form of a collapsi- ble bedstead. But that rude bed cutin sectionsand hinged so that it might fold into'cotnpact form contained the germ of an idea, and to that is owed the useful cabinet folding bed of. today. The inventor of the folding bed was one James A. Johnston, a western man, to whom patent No. 17,2S1 was granted on May 12, 1857. , No provision was made in the bed for storing of tbe mat- tress, pillows and bedclothes, as is common in the folding bed of today; also, unlike the modern contrivance, which'wben folded resembles a bureau, chiffonier or other similar piece of fur- niture, the folding bed patented by Johnston made no pretense of looking like anything other than just wbat it was. A company manufactured the John- ston patent, and it bad quite a vogue in Its day. Little by little improvements were made on the bed, and within the past score of years the piece of furni- ture known today was evolved, and there are several hundreds of varieties patented. -New York Sun. Spreading liappinekir. "I have but one rule that I follow ab- solutely in this life, and that is to make other people as happy as possi- ble." "Well, she replied, "you ougbt to be gratified, then, at what I heard a young lady say the other day." "What was that?"' "She said that whenever she saw v ow dancing she has to i ugh "- hlcago Tinies-Ilerald. L11Ii1FIfl CATRIDGE1)11.MosbInpox ant f all howeyer ls A. Weapon Whie4i Ho ds Ten Lives Willliil Jt'S Ma.tazilie. An P:fleetive 1FeapFna, and Tommy's Tient i'rv3uc4 " The Les-Metford, with which our Perces aro MOW supplied, is a marvel - 3 lousl - effective weapon. For rapidity p of fire it is practically a 10 -chambered revolver rifle. and consists of three. principal parts. The stock, which is of the best Italian walnut, and is sub- divided into the butt and fore end; the barrel, and the lock. Of - these the woowork is. of course, the simplest of constructon. By a most ingenious arrangement of the lathe the entire butt is cut out of an oblong piece of wood with amazing rapidity, while the fore end is formed with equal rapidity, the whole of the- joinery needing only a brisk sanclran- ering and polishing in order to ht it. for service. The construction of the barrel is considerably more complicated. The Lee-Metford barrel is made from a solid steel bar of a circular' section. The bar is, in the first place, consid- the 'magazine." You nut your ten cartridges in, one by one, upon a species of spring plat- form, which will always hold the last cartridge ready to hand. The Loe-Metford magazine is emptied au- tomatically. , It is provided with an ingenious mechanism which causes it to disgorge its contents, one by one, into the breech of the rifle as soon as the preceding cartridge case has been ejected by the action of firing. The magazino is further fitted with a “cut-off," by means of which the rifle can be fired and reloaded in the ordinary way, shot by shot, until such time as the soldier finds himself in a tight corner. Then the "cut-off" is Pulled out, and Tommy Atkins knows he can face the forthcoming rush with the confidence which comes of having, ten lives up his sleeve without ;the trouble of reloading. "Onto Paul's" Trick.:: Many stories have been told during the last few months to illustrate Pres- ident Kruger's double-dealing with the Uitlanders, but an incident is re- lated which shows that Gom Paul is also capable occasionally of practising deceit upon his own simple-minded. SHE KNOWS WAR'S WOE, Ltu y Roberts, Who Mourne Alone thx Death of Der Only Son,' Lady Roberts, wife o� withe commander in chief of the Btit. ` sh forces in South Africa, has already experienced her Share of the sorrows of war. Her ouly son lies in a soldier's grave in Celeriacs. Natal. He was a lieutenant in the fa mous King's Royal 'rifle corps and was, killed at Tugela River during a daring attempt to rescue the guns lost by Colo- nel Long. Her nephew. Colonel Shera- ton, was killed at Glencoe, the first battle of the war, A short time ago she bade farewell to her husband. as he sailed on the Dunot- tar Castle from Sonthatupton to take au, preme command in South Africa Lord Roberts is 67 years old. and she might reasonably have expected that his coun- THE GOOD SAMARITAN UNDER FIRE, erably shorter and thicker than the shape , it will finally assume, the necessary elongation' being affected by bringing it to a white heat and pas- sing it over a steam anvil, where in a few minutes it is rolled and hammer- ed into the required length. In this way the clumsy looking block of mild steel, ' measuring two feet by 113 inches, is speedily converted into AN UNBORED RIFLE BARREL nearly four feet in length and termin- ating in a thickened end, measuring about one-tenth of its entire length. Next follows the process of boring. This is conducted by means of a pair of drills, working from either end and meeting in the middle. They are kept cool by means of a stream of soap and water, which is forced into the barrel by hydraulic pressure. As -soon as the barrel is rough bored, -it is polished ready to receive the rifling. The barrel is tested by being placed in a vertical position, and its, low eud made air tight. A close -fitting gauge is then inserted at the top of the bore, when, if the bore is mathematically; correct, the gauge should not only be supported by the air within the bore, but upon removal of the seal at the base of the barrel, should drop easily through the same, from top to bottom, without wedging. Before the barrel goes to the "rifler" it is, enclosed' in a strongly protected firing cell. Here it is re- peatedly proved, with the aid ' of charges many tunes heavier than it will be actually be required to carry in battle, a test which is again re- peated after the process of rifling. The process of rifling a barrel is that by which are cut THE SPIRAL GROOVES which run inside thebore from breech to muzzle, and are designed for the purpose of causing the projectile to rapidly rotate, gimlet fashion, in its flight. ,For the benefit of the uninitiated it niay be explained that this twist not only enables the bullet to cut its way. further into its billet, but also gives it a much longer and more accurate fight. The grooves thus cut are seven in number. • After polishing and "browning," in order that no tell-tale glint of steel may betray the marksman ",,+ his en- emy, thebarrel isready�attach- ment ch- o y,'Crt,,,r a t ment to the "body," "bolt" and , ``magazine." The "b'bdy" is that part of the rifle which holds together its component parts, the "bolt" is a small . edition of the common door bolt of our own houses, and, in addi- tion to extracting the spent cartridge, contains the ``striker," by which the burghers. Some time ago some five or six Boers from a distant part of the Transvaal came to see the wonders of Pretoria, and called on the presi- dent, who took them over the Govern- ment Buildings, in one of the rooms of which an electric lamp was burn- ing. As the party were leaving the room, Oona Patti, with his hand on the button, asked his visitors to blow out the light. One after another drew a deep breath, filled his cheeks with air, and blew vigorously; but the light remained as bright as be- fore. Then the president bade the strang- ers look, and, simultaneously turn- ing the switch and blowing gently, out went the light. The rustic Boers were amazed at the phenomenon, and as they took their departure one of them more observant than the others remarked -"The president must have a wonderfully; strong breath for did you notice the light was entirely en- closed in glass?" Champion of the World. A lady missionary was passing through one of the lowest slum dis- tricts in Liverpool, the other day when she came upon a trio of ragged little urchins excitedly discussing the present war. "I tell yer they've sent Kitchener"` the youngest was >insist- ing ; lustily. "Who is Kitchener" asked the lady. "Kitchener ; don't yer know Kitchener?" (in withering contempt). Why he's the champion of the whole world he is; and they've sent 'int to lick the Boers. They should 'a sent 'im long ago." ''But what do you know about Kitchener?'' '`What do I know? They should 'a sent 'itn to the Boers at fust." "I think they should send you" observed .tlte lady. What would you do to diem if they did?" "Do? I'div' ''em this " and g , he squared ,his dirty: little fists in true British fashion and began to pound away at an iiaaginary foe. Says the Mayor of Cape Town. "There has been more talk about you Canadians since we heard you were coining to Cape Town, and in fact all over the colony-, than there hag been over any other regiment since the war began. It is a grand thing to see our sister colony, Canada, coming to the assistance of the Motherland. You Cg t eanadianssotroops haveto dusorsfo'o r mrhoore in i ,lx sol- idification of the Empire than you know. " Thisis ,ilialwas told m ' 1t/ o e by the mayor of Cape Town in the short Con- tersation I hailwith him.—W. Rich- menici :=;illi{'li's letter to the Star from Liao i iown,. LORD AND LADY ROBERTS. try would allow him to rest on his lau- rels. He is the wearer or nearly every ribbon, star and cross (including the Vic- toria cross) in the gift of his sovereign. Now to her poignant grief is added his absence at the front, and she is left alone in England with her two dough. tiers. Hon. Aileen Mary and Hon.' Ada Edwina Roberts. Lady Roberts is the daughter of the late Captain John Bews. She married Lord Roberts in 1559, soon after the In- dian mutiny was quelled. FROM FOREIGN TRIUMPHS. ...••-•-•-•-•^•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-«t "miss Leonora. T Jackson, the : Talented Young young Ameri- can violinist • t • American Violinist 1 who has just re- turned home, t Returns Home. comes back to us 'after a' most [;114,-.4,-.4.••••-•-••••-••••••••••-•.5:1; remarkably .suc- cessful foreign tour. Her career is such a one as to give encouragement; to the hundreds of American 'girls who ars studying at home and abroad. Miss Jackson is a native of Boston and comes from an old Puritan family. At an early age she showed, remarkable musical talent. Rich patrons of music became interested in her future -Mrs. Grover Cleveland, the late George Pull- man and others—and she was sent to study in Europe. She became a pupil of .Joachim,' and her progress was most rapid. Ou Oct. 17, 1896, she made her debut at a concert of the Berlin Philhar- monic orchestra, the great violinist hon- oring his pupil by taking the baton when the orchestra played' her accompaniment. 3IISS LEONORA JACKSON.. Her success was instantaneous. She was summoned at once to play at the German court. A year later' Miss Jackson won the coveted Mendeussohn state -prize, e. prize of much value. Since then she has played everywhere- in London with all the big orchestras, in Liverpool, at the Leipzig Gewand Haus, at the Bremen, Dusseldorf, Co- logne and Antwerp Philharmonic con- certs,' in Paris with the Golonne orches- tra—in fact, in all the musical centers of the old world. Recently she was summoned to Windsor tola before toplay Queen Victoria and among her most precious trinkets the young American artist counts a jeweled star, with the royal, monogram V. IL. I. Very Definite. "By the way," wrote one woman to another, ' Mrs. Blank asked me to be sure and tell you that her sister in Lon- don at some big meeting or other last summer was made something or other leery great by the arts and sciencesor something of that sort, you know, and after a paper was read that she had pre- pared on something very foreign and very learned, another ' still higher and 'still more wonderful degree was conferred upon her. Wnsn't it splendid? Now don't laugh at my horrid way of forget- ting the point of it all. I had It very straight and very right at the time iters. Blank told inc, and I know it was per- fectly splendid and represeuted the high- est honors, even if I can't now recall 'W1'o Drng,ged Whom Round the Walla of What.' "—New 'York Sun. Why Delagoa Bay Figures So Proaninen't,ly in the South African Situation. BY CHARLES WARNER. • Oessatisfeeeeeetogetaaetaeateraiseeteaaaefaaa The seizure of German and American, vessels in Delagoa 13ay by British war- ships merely acc'ents the fact that this little indentation on the east coast of Africa was bound to be the scene of just such things as have occurred, Delagoa Bay Lias been rightly called'. the "key, to the Tratisvael." Now that they are at war with England, which closes their outlet through Durban, the Boers find their only method of com- munication with the outside world is: through Delagoa Bay, , The railroad. which runs from Lon- renco Marques, the port of Delagoa Bay,. to Pretoria, has been very busy of late Long, stout wdoden boxes: have made un much of the freight consigned to Pre- toria. These were heavy boxes, and they, were marled "Mining ` iiachinei•y," but when they reached Pretoria the contents, were unpacked and hurried to the front;. so it must have been queer mining ma- chinery. Of course this suspicious freight came in steamers. Now. if Great Britain own— ed Delagoa Bay, she would allow noth- ing at all to be sent into Pretoria. The line would be closed as :effectually as is: the line running from Durban. if the- Transvaal heTransvaal owned the bay, it would be filled with British warships and the city of Lourenco Marques would either sur-. render or be knocked to pieces. But .this important little strip of Af- rican coast happens to, be owned by Por- tugal, and so Lourenco' Marques is s' neutral port. Not only is it the sole port offeringany harborage to men-of-war and to mer- chantmen along the east coast of Africa.:, but it is the only port by tneuns.of which:` the Boers have received both the men and the war material': that enable them: to continue the struggle against the Eng- lish. True, English cruisers ,have the right to stop and examine upon the high seas any foreign shipping : which they may suspect of carrying :contraband of: war for the Boers,but any real search. at sea is out of the question. since it is mann ifestly impossible to shift the entire tee . fit ii .~+ VIE' OF DELAGOA BAY. freight of a big trading steamer In order to ascertain whether guns and war ma- terial are secreted at the bottom of the hold, while in the same way there is no means of discovering whether 'there is, any truth in the essentially pacific and: commercial pretexts which the large number of military looking passengers give .as- the object of their journey to South Africa. At the outset of the war Portuguese sympathies were with the English, and for some weeks before hostilities actually were begun the Portuguese authorities even went so far in their demonstrations of good' will toward Great Britain as to stop the conveyance of great guns and war material of every kind destined for the Boers via Delagoa Bay. Their friend- ly intentions, however, were frustrated by the prime minister of the English Cape Colony, who, at the time when the Boer - importation of war supplies was being stopped at Delagoa Bay, permitted President Kruger to bring in all the 'heavy. ordnance, ammunition, etc., that; he wanted by way of Cape Town—that is to say, over British territory. This naturally served to discourage the Portuguese, and the heavy reverses which England has sustained since the begin- ning of the war have tended still further to diminish their eagerness to favor the British at the expeuse of the Transvaal.. The latter's frontier- is but 40 miles from Delagoa Bay, which, moreover, is con neetedby a line of railroad with the Boer capital, - Pretoria, less than 300 miles away. There is nothing whatever to pre- vent the Boers from taking advantage of the railroad to sweep down from: their border line at iCotnati Poort upon Lou renco Marques, twoscore miles away, and to seize Delagoa Bay by means of a "coup de main. The Portuguese gov- ernment gives this danger as an excuse for permitting at present the unrestricted: Boer importation of war supplies and of re -enforcements via Delagoa Ba. F'rom y very early times the Portuguese have claimed the bay and the coastto the north as far as Mozambique. In the latter part of the seventeenth `century they built fac- tories along the shores. The advent of railroads into South Af- rica put a new light on the occupation of Delagoa -lay. The I of tuguese, ;however. never relinquished their hold on the east: coast as far south as the bay.' In 1888,tbe railroad from the bay to the'. Transvaal • frontier was completed, but the next year was seized by the Porta-' geese government. The case was refer- red to a commission of four Swiss judges as arbitrators, and, while repeats have been made, the final award is still being expected, and a connection is ` inferred expected, between this coming award and the re- cent alleged secret treaty, which, it is now contended, has been drawn to ena- ble Portugal to lease certain of her pos- sessions in Africa in orderto over t tide finances. In 1894 the railroad was continued through Transvaal territory to the enpi tai, Pretoria, thus reducing the distance from the coast from 460 to 400 -miles. Dcln oa Durban, g Bay is 80t ) miles iles from Du bin, 930 miles` .from Cape Town and 1,60a miles siofL , P from Zanzibar, all British osses- It Is now easy to understand England's desire 25 ;fears ago that no third party should obtain by p n Kaseet otherwise, possession of Delagoa Bey,.