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 1  1  i  VOL. V.  NELSON, B. C., WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 9, 1901.  NO.  13  ii  u  '\ I  THE NELSON ECONOMIST is issued every  Wednesday. Subscription: $2.00 per annum ; IF PAID IN ADVANCE, $1-50. CORRESPONDENCE OF GENERAL INTEREST RESPECTFULLY  SOLICITED. ONLY ARTICLES OF MERIT WILL BE  ADVERTISED IN THESE COLUMNS, AND THE IN  TERESTS OF READERS WILL BE CAREFULLY  GUARDED AGAINST IRRESPONSIBLE PERSONS AND  WORTHLESS ARTICLES.  THE result of the Nova Scotia elections is not  likel}7 to bring much comfort to the Conservatives who have been looking forward to the tide  which has been flowing with the Liberals for the past  five or six years. If the overwhelming defeat with  which thev have met i n Nova Scotia has the effect of  inducing the Conservative party to make a careful  analysis of its source of weakness the adverse  verdict of the electorate will not have been in vain.  The Economist has pointed out time and again that  the Conservative party is weak in both men and  policy. When Sir John A'Mac'doiiald; was defeated  in 1873, he immediately set about the formulation  of a policy that would meet with the approbation of  the people. This was the National Policy, and so  favorably was it received that in the election of 1878,  the late leader of the party was returned to power  with an overwhelming majority. In connection  with his promise to foster Canadian industries, Sir  John elaborated a system by which the gteat transcontinental railway was to be constructed within a  given number of years. This promise was also carried out to the satisfaction of the people. Indeed  the great secret of the success of the  Conservative party under the leadership  of Sir John A. Macdonald was that faith  with the people was always maintained. When he  went to the country he had a well-defined policy,  and the electorate knew exactly what to expect in  the event of his return. Moreover, he maintained  peace in his party, something that subsequent Conservative leaders were unable to do. The factof the  matter is, and it cannot be denied, the Conservative  party since the death of the great chieftain has been  as a house divided against itself. The National  Policy, bo wisely promulgated in 1878, is no longer  an issue. The-Liberals have adapted it in almost  its entirety. The time has now arrived when a new  platform must be constructed, and this platform  must be broad enough to hold every element in the  community. Nothing is to be gained by shouting  ourselves hoarse over the glories of the Conservative  party in the past. We are looking to the future  and not the past. Every year there are hundreds  of young men arriving at  the age  when  they are  qualified to vote for the first time.  What has the Conservative party to offer  these young men in the way of encouragement to  throw in their lot with the Conservatives ?  Have we a policy distinct from that of the Liberals?  If so, what is it, and what are we doing in the way  of instructing the rising generation in its principles?  The sooner the Conservative leaders come together  and tell the people where they are at, the sooner we  may hope for success. It is said we have a leader  somewhere in the east. If this is the case, we would  like to know why he was not heard from in the  campaign in Nova Scotia. A little eloquence distributed in that Province during the election just  fought might have made the result less discouraging  to the Conservatives of the west. British Columbia  Liberals have thrown down the gage of battle, but  the Conservatives do not appear to have a fight left  in them. The Grit editors of alleged Conservative  newspapers are telling us what to do, and at the  same time -playing into the hands of our political  enemies. If there is one good man left in our ranks,  let him come forward now and face the swaggering  Golkth. Richard McBride, it is now up to you to  put on your armor and say " follow me." We have  fought and vanquished the beasts at Ephesus before  and can do it again, if we have only a faithful leader.  The intentions of Premier Dunsmuir have at last;  been made known, the great  statesman having  an-;  nounced that he will meet the House.     A  sensitive  man would have placed his resignation in the hands  of the  Lieutenant-Governor immediately  after the  defeat of Mr.  Brown, but  it seems   the Premier  is  lacking in those  finer feelings  which are  regarded  the shining qualities of an  honorable, straightfor-'  ward man.     It may be that Mr. Dunsmuir has been  an  only too willing student   of   Joseph   Martin's  dangerous   political teachings.     It scarcely   seems  possible that Mr. Dunsmuir has followed the advice  of Mr. Perry in this matter, for the latter would not'  so far forget his own keen Bense of honor or his duty  to his life-long associates as to pocket the rebuff administered by the electors of New Westminster.   We  merely offer this suggestion to controvert the  now  generally  expressed  belief that the Premier of the  great Province of British Colo mbia is clay in the hands  of that skilled artificer and designer���Honorable  B.  J. Perry.     However, it may be better that the Premier has decided to meet the House,    The people  are anxious to see a redistribution bill  passed and it  is not at all unlikely that Mr. Dunsmuir will receive  sufficient support to carry such a bill  through  tho  Legislature, but it is scarcely conceivable that the  Government will be permitted to carry on the busi-  I  IE  #  1  f.M'l  ill  1/5; I  '''ft!  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Clarke  Wallace will be received with sincere regret throughout the Dominion. Many times during the past  week he seemed to be at death's door, but his remarkable recuperative powers procured him daily  respites until yesterday, when he succumbed to the  inevitable. Mr. Wallace was born at Woodbridge,  Ont., in 1844. He has represented West York continuously since 1878. He became controller of customs in 1892 in the government of Sir John Thompson noiding the same position in the government of  Sir Mackenzie Bowell until December, 1895, when,  on account of the government's attitude on the  Separate Schools question in Manitoba, he resigned  his position and worked vigorously to accomplish the  defeat of remedial legislation He has been grand  master of the Loyal Orange association of North  America since 1887, and was for six years president  of the Triennial Council of Orangemen of the world.  His occupation was that of merchant and flour miller.  Mr. Wallace visited Nelson last November in company with Sir Charles Tupper, Bart.  Native women, who are desirous of saving  their soldier sweethearts, have disclosed to the  authorities the existence of a new Katipunan Society  in the Province of Tarlac, in the Philippines for the  slaughter of whites.  A rather unseemly discussion has arisen over the  charge that Mayor Prefontaine of Montreal and  Mayor Parent of Quebec were recommended for  knighthood by the government of Canada, but that  the Governor General reduced the honor to the lesser  one of C. M. G. says the St. John (N. B.) Sun, The  mayor of Montreal, who is also a member of parliament, has personally endorsed this account of the  matter, stating that he knows it to be true, though  he does not say how he knows it. This incident has  led up to much talk on constitutional questions.  Sir John Bourinot has been consulted and has explained that in making colonial recommendations  for knighthood and other royal honors, the Governor  General is not required to take the advice of his  ministers and they are not   responsible for what   is  done. Sir John Bourinot's doctrine is theoretically  sound, and it does not conflict with the idea that a  good understanding should prevail between the representative of the sovereign and his prime minister  concerning these distinctions. Some of the government organs in Quebec province are not satisfied  with this much. They claim that in the interest of  self-government it is necessary for the government  to control the bestowal of these honors and titles,  and that the only business of the representative of  the crown is to be the means of communication.  Vague hints have been thrown out of a day of reckoning with the Governor-General by and by when the  Duke shall have left the country. It is pointed out  by the Montreal Gazette from Todd that the late  Queen once conferred honors on two New Zealand  public men then in opposition, in spite ofthe protest  of the New Zealand premier. Canadian instances of  titles supposed to have given by personal recommendation of the Governor-General are mentioned.  But the facts in those cases are not established, for if  the late government of Canada was ignored in these  matters the ministers never complained about it. In  view of what has been said by the press representing  the present ministers, we may at least assume that  from 1896 until this recent instance neither the sov-  ereign nor the representative of the sovereign  has conferred Canadian titles without the recommendation of Sir Wilfrid Laurier as head of the  cabinet.  His Worship has been instructed to purchase a bell  by telephone for the fire hall. My readers will observe that there is a slight difference between purchasing a bell by telephone and purchasing the Bell  telephone.  Nelson has probably a greater number of bad  boys in proportion to the population than any city  in Canada. One is inclined to overlook the pranks  of a mischievous lad, but vicious young rascals, with  hereditary malicious instincts, should be sent to a  reform school.  It is always noticeable that at the close of the  lacrosse season every year a howl goes up against  what is called rough playing. Sometimes stronger  language than this is used in describing the methods  of the various players. It is strange that these complaints scarcely ever come from the players themselves, but almost invariably from the spectators.  This goes to prove that what seems to the spectator  rough play may in reality be nothing of consequence  to those who participate in the game. In any  event, it is undeniable that the game of lacrosse is  sometimes played by men who are apt to lose their  heads, and in this condition are not altogether responsible for their conduct. The first game between Westminster and the Y. M. C. A's was a case  in point. The game throughout was very rough,  one player, Archie Macnaughton having twelve  stitches put in his head while the game was in progress.  The cause ofthe rough play on this occasion wag the  O'i  ���".:.'���  gjfflU  ^*��f4^a*|i'ii' THE NELSON ECONOMIST  m  ��  ,W.   '  r  failure of the umpire to perform his duty.  If he had ruled off the men who began this  rough play there would have been no trouble for  the rest of the match. In the second match  the play was altogether different. This time  they had an umpire who knew his duty and performed it���Charlie Cullin, of Victoria. The Vancouver World tells how Mr. Cullin conducted the  game: " From whistle to whistle the game was comparatively clean, thanks to the splendid work of  Charlie Cullin of Victoria who refereed. The first  dose Mr, Cullin gave was ten minutes with the  timers for a cross-check. That settled matters, and  after four of each team had gone to the fence, the  men began to realize that it was dangerous to foul.  Mr. Cullin's work could not have been improved  upon; he has a great eye, and not a single foul missed  him. Referee Cullin walked on the field, turned up  the bottoms of his trousers, drew his hat down  tightly on his head and called "the team together.  They encircled the man at the helm, who said :  'Gentlemen, I want this match played under the  rules of the British Columbia Lacrosse Association.  Every man on both teams knows how to play according to these rules. I will attend to any offenders.  Gentlemen, line up.'  >>  For'the convenience of passengers for Crawford Bay  the C. P. R. has made arrangements for running a  steamer twice a week from Proctor, on Tuesdays and  Fridays, the steamer making connection with the  boat leaving Nelson at 4 p.m. on those days.  Hon. J. H. Turner left Victoria last Fridav for  London, Eng., where he will begin at once the duties  of his office. Few public men in British Columbia  had as many friends as Mr. Turner.  Much regret is being expressed over the death of  Harold J. Strachan, which occured yesterday at St.  Mary's Hospital, San Francipco. Mr. Strachan was  a young man of much promise, and was held in high  esteem by a large circle of acquaintances in Nelson.  His relatives will receive the sympathy of the citizens  of Nelson in their bereavement.  Mr Geo. Gillies, of Toronto, who is here looking  into the affairs of the Imperial Development Syndicate, is a well known manufacturer of the east. For  years he was manager of the large manufacturing works of Gananoque. He is a native of Carleton  Place, Ont., being a son of the late William Gillies,  of that place, who was the leading lumber manufacturer of the Ottawa Valley.  Thk Liberal Government is being severely criticized  by the Labor press for having cancelled the commission of Labor Commissioner Bremner. The  Voice of Winnipeg is particularly caustic in its  denunciation. Mr. Bremner was appointed about  sixteen months ago, and-his duties were confined to  British Columbia, where he has been busy ever since  assisting in the pacification and settlement of the  many serious troubles^ that have arisen here. His  work has been good and his judgment sound in  nearly all cases. If his presence has saved the dispatch of a single commissioner across the continent  on a conciliatory mission, as it undoubtedly has,  then his appointment has saved thousands of dollars,  and his dismissal at this time is unexplainable.  Bremner did not seek the job, and it is quite conceivable that his recommendations have been a little  too practical and insistent to suit the powers that be  at Ottawa.  The great desideratum in securing stable government in this Province is fair redistribution. Therefore, the Greenwood Times believes tfiat the district  lying between Cascade and Princeton should have  three members.  The Economist as a general rule is not given to  boasting, but it surely can be pardoned for referring  to the fact that one of the daily papers last week  chronicled the arrival of four babies in our midst in  one day. What other city in British Columbia can  show the same record?  The Duke of Cornwall has taken his departure  without leaving as much as a title to perpetuate the  remembrance of his royal visit.  When Premier Dunsmuir announces that he will  have a following of 22 when the House meets, he  simply attempts to create the impression that there  are 22 men in British Columbia who are prepared to  violate their credit with their constituents to bolster  up the political delinquencies of a plutocrat.  The commercial instinct appears to be manifesting  itself in connection with the reception of the ducal  party at Toronto. In every other city in Canada  visited by the Duke very little restriction was placed  on the "middle classes,'' if such a term can be properly applied in this democratic Dominion, in gazing  on the royal party, In Toronto it is different.  There a dollar will be charged to all visitors to the  grounds where the reception is to be held. The  receipts from this source are to be applied towards  defraying the expenses of receiving the Duke, which  shows that the citizens of������" Iiogtown" are thrifty if  hospitable, It seems too bad that the generonity of  Canadians should be brought into question by this  exhibition of penuriousncss on the part of Toronto,  It is many years since moose have been seen in  Hastings County, Ont. A fine animal made its appearance there the other day, and a resident immediately went after the animal, shooting him the  same day. However, the moose was not cold before a deputy game warden came along, and the man  who broke the law had to give up the carcase as  well as fifty good dollars.  I  i||  if  ii  f  If  I  m  i  ii  ���Si  II  lEBl  iw.l  I  (i'JI  1  m  m  m  ill  m  'ui  1  ii  i  l  'Si  i  �����fi  m 6  THE NELSON ECONOMIST  THE news from the various mining centres  throughout the Province (Rossland excepted)  is of the most encouraging character. In the  Slocan it is said the prospects were never better.  More men are working there now than at any time  during the past few years. With the settlement of  the labor troubles, which must come soon, the mining  industry of British Columbia will realize the hopes  and expectations of our people.  The pitfalls of the English tongue to the foreigner  are many, say�� the New York Sun. A French  woman who has undertaken housekeeping in New  York thought she had a good working knowledge  of the language, but soon discovered her mistake.  One day this summer she called a carpenter and  planned with him to have some work done about  the house in the way of putting up shelves, etc., and  she went over the ground with him as carefully as  possible to get from him an estimate of what it would  cost. After the work was done the bill submitted  was considerably in excess of the sum first named.  The French woman endeavored to remonstrate, but  only succeeded in making the following remarkable  statement to him :���  " You are more dear to me than when we were  first engaged;"  The Ladies' Hospital Aid society intend to give  a musical u At Home" in the parlors of the Phair  hotel on Tuesday, October 15th from, 3 to 5.30 p. m.  for the benefit of the hospital. The best amateur  talent has been secured which, combined with the  object for which the musical is to be held, should  guarantee liberal patronage  I rather agree with the following from the Toronto  Telegram : " Ottawa veterans who defied the orders  of Major-General O'Grady-Haly and paraded before  the Duke of York in khaki can not be regarded as  models of Canadian soldiery. Too much - deference  to discipline and drill has done a great deal to impair the efficiency of the British army, but relegating  these considerations to their proper places does not  imply their utter abandonment. Discipline will  always be an important factor in warfare. That  its importance has been exaggerated the records of the  South African war plainly show, but ignoring its  usefulness would be introducing a still greater evil.  The Ottawa veterans spurned the authority of  Major-General O'Grady Haly, and in thus setting  at naught their commanding officer they violated a  principle which must always be recognized in the  Canadian militia. Even if the veterans made a  proper request their conduct cannot be justified. It  is a soldier's duty now as it always has been to  obey. Men who have learned the realities of war  should be the last to openly defy one of war's first  obligations."  The various millinery openings the past week  have occupied the time and attention of Nelson  women. The most interesting of these openings  was that of F. Irvine & Co., where was displayed a  large assortment of stylish hats and at very moderate  prices. A number of beautiful hats in black and  white and  all black  were   shown,     The Spanish  turbans are larger than ever this season, and in fact  nearly all the hats are very large. The Tarn  O'Shanter crown effect seems to be quite popular,  but queen of all the hats is the plume bedecked  Gainsborough. Aside from the millinery was an  almost equally interesting display of the latest dress  goods for fall and winter wear, costumes, coats3 furs,  etc.  When the Supreme  Court  of Canada meets, the  judges who will comprise the tribunal will be:   Chief  Justice Sir Henry Strong, aged 75, appointed to  the  court on its establishment in 1875, and made  Chief  Justice   in 1892,   on the death   of  Sir William   J.  Ritchie.     Judge Taschereau, aged 65,  appointed in  1878. in  succession, to his cousin,  Judge J. T.  Taschereau,  one of  the original members of the court.  Judge Gwynne, aged 87,  appointed  in 1879,  when  Sir William Ritchie became  Chief Justice in  succession to Chief Justice  Richards, the  first to hold  that position.    Judge Sedgewick, aged 53, appointed  in i893, while Deputy Minister  of Justice, after the  promotion of Judge Strong to the  position of Chief  Justice.     Judge Girouard,  aged"65,  appointed  in  1895 in succession to  Judge Fournier.     Judge Sir  Louis H. Davis, aged 56,  appointed in 1901, in succession to Judge King.     The Supreme Court as constituted in 1875 by   the Government of Hon.   Alex.  Mackenzie,  when it  was  first established, had  as  judges   Chief    Justice   Richards,    puisne    judges  Ritchie, Strong, Taschereau,  Fournier and  Henry.  Sir  Henry Strong, of this able body, alone remains,  and   Mr.   Justice  King,   subsequently   appointed,  passed away last summer.     It was understood early  in 1896 that Mr. Justice  Gwynne was ready to retire on the statutory pension given  to judges  who  have served  for a long  term, but  he seems to  have  re-considered his determination, as he still holds on  to office, though 87 years of age.  Herr Steiner has already got the members of the  Operatic Society together and is arranging a  grand musical production for Thursday evening, October 17. The performance that evening will  b9 the Garden scene from Faust and the Miserari  from II Trovatore. This will be the first time^that  grand opera has been sung by Nelson amateurs and  the result is looked forward to with considerable  curiosity.  An English paper tells a good story of a Droitwich  barber. He was just finishing lathering a customer  and was talking volubly as usual. " Yes, sir,'.' he  said, " there's no oarelessness allowed by our employer. Every time we cut a customer's face we are  fined six-pence, and if we make an ugly gash it costs  us a shilling," Then, picking up and brandishing  his razor, he added : u But I don't care a rap to-day.  I've just won a sovereign."  Mrs. Isabel Savory tells in her book, A Sportswoman in India, this story about a man she knew:  u He had a henhouse and a hen that was sitting, but  unluckily for her hatching operations a cobra got  through a chink in the henhouse. The cobra made  a fine meal of well warmed eggs, but when it essayed  to retire by the same hole through which it had entered it found those eggs in the way. It wa< much  too large to get out, so it stuck in the hole, half in  the henhouse and half outside. There it was discovered the next morning in a surfeited condition.  It paid for its greediness with its life, and then it  paid back the eggs it had stolen ;   for when the body  J THE NELSON ECONOMIST  $1  m  ' m  fc  h  of the snake was opened the eggs were all found un -  broken and warm. They were replaced under the  hen, and in due time were hatched, none the worse  for their peculiar incubation. The strange fact that  the cobra could swallow whole an egg much bigger  than its own head is accounted for by the peculiar  construction of that head. The head and jaws of  the cobra are loose, and can be enormously stretched  and distorted."  Several attractions have been booked by Manager  Annable for November, amongst others " Coon  Hollow" and " Fogg's Ferry," 27 and 28.       P. G.  MONARCHS' LAST WORDS.  There is something that touches the hearts of all  people in the last simple words of CharlesTI. "Don't  let poor Nelly e-tarve." " Poor Nelly" was Nell  Gwynne, orange-girl actress, and founder of the ducal  family ot St. Albans.  More mysterious���uncanny, almost���was that attributed to his father, Charles I, who, just before he  laid his head on the block, ejaculated, addressing  Juxon, Archbishop of Canterbury, the single word,  " Remember !" Speculation has been rife for over  two centuries as to the exact meaning which ought  to be attached to this. The most probable explanation, and one which has been adopted by most historians, is that Cliarles, who was at heart a Catholic,  felt persuaded that his misfortunes were a Divine  visitation on him for retaining the church property  confiscated by Henry VIII, and had made a vow  that, if God would restore him to the throne, he  would give back his property" to the Church. This  vow may be seen in -the British Museum. His injunction to the Archbish^p'was to remember the vow,  and enjoin his son Charles tocarry it out.  Of the Queen's immediate crowned ancestors the  last words of George IV. only have been preserved.  " Watty," he said to his favorite page, Sir Wathen  Waller���"Watty, what is this ? It is death, my boy.  They have deceived me."  William III. cried out in agony, ," Can this last  long?" The words were addressed to his physician,  the King suffering at the time from, a broken collarbone.  Lonis XVIII. of France, and the Emperor Vespasian are both credited with the same last words���  "A king should die standing." The former's ancestor, Louis XIV., joked with his attendants. "Wby  weep you ?" he asked. "Do you think I should  live forever? I thought dying had been harder,"  His successor's last words are historical. "Frenchmen/' he cried from the scaffold, " I die guiltless of  the crimes imputed to me. Pray God my blood fall  not on France !"  Anne Boleyn, on the scaffold, murmured, just before the axe fell: " My neck is very small." Charles  IX. of France, in whose reign occured the terrible St.  Bartholomew massacre shouted loudly : 'Nurse,  nur^e, what murder���what blood I Oh, I have done  wrong!   God pardon me!"  The unhappy Maximilian's last thoughts were of  his wife. "Poor Carlotta 1" he ejaculated, as he  faced the firing party. Murat, King of Naples, cried  to the men appointed to shoot him : " Soldiers save  my face, aim at my heart.     Farewell!"  Richard I, of England was generous and forgiving  in dying as in living. To Bertrand de Gourdon,  who shot him with an arrow at Chains, he said,  " Youth I forgive you." Then, to his attendants  he added : "Takeoff his chains, give him one hundred shillings and lot him go."  Richard III,, the moment before receiving his  fatal wound at the battle of Bosworth, cried: "Treason !  treason!"   This on seeing his best men desert him to  join the standard of  Richmond,   afterwards  Henry  VIII.  There is a flavor of mystery attaching to the dying  utterance of the Czar Alexander III. : "This box  was presented to me by the Emperor (sic)of Prussia."  His ancestor Alexander I., apologised, like Chesterfield, for being so long in dying, his last words���  "You must surely be tired."���being addressed to  his wife Elizabeth.  Something of the same spirit probably actuated  Cromwell, who, when refreshment was pressed upon  him, said simply: " My design is to make what  haste I can to  be gone."    And so he  died.  This is exactly the reverse of Queen Elizabeth's:  " All my possessions for a moment of time.'"  Plenry VIII.'s dying cry of, "All is lost ! Monks,  monks, monks !" mav or mav not be authentic.  James V. of Scotland's last utterance wa3 a prophecy,  and a true one ; " It (thecrown of Scotland) came  with a lass and will go with a lass." This he said  when, on his deathbed, he was informed the Queen  had given birth to a daughter���the future Mary  Queen of Scots. ;..'  CAPTAIN    RAVENSHAW,   OR  THE  CHEAPSIDE.  MAID   OF  By R. N. Stephens, author of "Philip Win wood" and  "An Enemy to the King.'* The Copp, Clark Co.,  Limited, Publishers/ Toronto. For sale by Canada  Drug & Book Co., Limited, Nelson, B.C.  On a cold night in March, toward the end of  Elizabeth's reign, Captain Ravenshaw, a shabby  soldier in hard luck, leaving a tavern in which he  has been insulted by a fop, sits on the steps of a  church in the old Jewry in London, wondering  where he shall sleep. He i8 joined by another night-  walker, a ragged young scholar from Cambridge.  Though at heart a kind and- modest gentleman circumstances have compelled Captain Ravenshaw to  play the part of a bully, until, he has acquired a  fearsome reputation.  On this particular night the two are joined by  others, until there is a formidable band, ready for  any desperate deed, so it is little wonder that some  unusual and exciting things happen, among them  an incident which leads to "the abduction of Millicent  Etbendge, daughter of Mr. Thomas Etheridge, the  goldsmith of Goldsmiths'Row, Cheapside,  When the Maid of Cheapside is pursued and  finally carried off by ruffians the interest becomes  almost feverish in its intensity, and her fortunes are  eagerly followed until she is happily and heroically  rescued. * '. ���' "  Is this not a fair picture of a maiden in distress  upon the streets of London at midnight?  "The young gentlewoman looked very young indeed, and very gentle, being of a slight figure, and  having a delicate face. She leaned close against  the door, at which she had, as it seemed, put herself at bay. Her face, still wet with tears,retained  something of the distortion of weeping, but was  nevertheless charming. Her eyes, yet moist, were  like violets on which rain had fallen. Her lips had  not ceased to quiver with the emotion which had  started her tears. Her hair, which was of a light  brown, was in some disorder, partly from the wind,  for the hood of the brown cloak she wore had been  pulled back. It might easily bo guessed who had  pulled it, for the gentleman who stood nearest her,  clad in velvet, held in his hand a little black ma��k.  which he must have plucked from the girl's face.  This gentleman was tall, nobly formed, and of a  magnificent appearance, His features were ruddy,  bold, and cut in straight lines. He wore silken  black moustaches, and a small black heard tiimmcd  to two points."  m  m  I  I  m  m  n  I  |  fit!  II  it I  I  1  1**1  I  f  i  1  m  mm 1       'i  i h  i ��� *���'.  1n  ?   Hi  11  II  Ii  s ���  .1  i  !��� .  H  i !.  11-  iM.  8  ���en  Stackpole's Stump Fence,  i iY DON'T see but what you will j ust have to  sub-  JL mit, Cyrus," said Colonel Bowker. "The  law seems to be pretty clear on the subject.  When the state grants a railway a charter and a  town grants it the right of way, the railroad company  can take at a fair appraised value any property lying in the line of its survey, provided the owner refuses to sell at an agreed price. That covers the  facts in this case. You refuse to sell the company  a strip on the south side of your orchard. The state  says to the company, 'We give you the right to appropriate that land at our appraisal' It's no use  for the owner to protest. The law can do nothing  for him. If there was a ghost of a chance to fight,  Cyrus, I'd be glad to do what I could for you. But  a lawyer can't do anything when there's no law on  his side."  Colonel Bowker tipped his chair back and threw  one leg over the corner of his littered table. An  old man, trembling with impotent rage, sat in a  rickety armchair on the other side of the table. His  chin quivered and his thin lips kept opening and  shutting as the senior village lawyer spoke.  " Then ef the law can't do anything for me I'll do  it for myself," cried the old man, bringing his  withered fist down on the arm of the chair. " I'll  see ef a man kin be robbed of what's be'n his'n for  50 year and be'n in the family for more'n a hundred!"  "i hope you won't do anything rash, Cyrus," said  the colonel blandly. "It's a case where the welfare  of the many overrides the welfare of the individual,  you see. The law provides no recourse for the individual in such   a case."  "I got done with th? law, I tell ye!" shouted the  old man fiercely. " I'm dependin on myself now. I  said ef the law couldn't help me I'd help myself.  I'll see ef they kin run their consarned trains  through my orchard without my permission. A  man's proputty's his own. The' ain't no law that  kin knock that fact out o' the Ten Commandments."  Colonel Bowker accompanied his irate client to the  door. "Better be cautious, Cyrus," he said as the  old man plunged down the steps. "Don't do anything in a hurry. Take time to think it over. And  remember that I am always ready to advise you on  any point that may come up."  Cyrus Stackpole drove home in a blind rage." He was  one of those old men who are as set as tbe everlasting hills, and the fact that everything seemed to be  arrayed against his will in this instance only served  to make his resolve strong. He was bound and determined that the new railroad should not pass  through his orchard. There was no particuliar reason  why it should be denied this right of way except that  Cyrus had taken a notion not to allow it. The trees  in the orchard had been set out by his father's father,  and their knotted and wrinkled trunks and limbs  had long since passed the age of fruit bearing.  They only served to cumber the ground, but Cyrus  would not cut them down and plant new ones. They  were a part of the old order of things, and Cyrus was  a conservative of the conservatives. A peck of bitter,  worm eaten windfalls from the old trees was more to  his liking than a bushel of sound and toothsome  fruit from younger and more vigorous stock. That  the pert modern railroad should desecrate his venerable orchard was not to be endured. It went against  the old man's grain, and that grain was exceedingly  tough.  As it happened, however, Cyrus Stackpole fell into  the clutches of a severe attack of inflammatory  rheumatism soon after his visit to Colonel Bowker's  law office and about the time when the railroad  men came to grade and prepare the roadbed across  his orchard. The work was all done while the old  manwas groaning and fuming in bed, and by the  time he got about again the ties and rails were laid  through his orchard. Then the first train came  along, roaring triumphantly and vomiting black  smoke over what remained of the ancient; apple  trees.  Upon this Cyrus bestirred himself, though physical  exertion still sent excruciating pains through his  joints. The regular passenger train schedule had  been in operation just a day when he began to do  for himself what the law could not or would not do  for him. At 3 o'clock on a Tuesday, afternoon, his  wife having driven to the village, Cyrus hitched up  a yoke of oxen and began to drag stumps from the  stump fence on the north side of the orchard to the  railroad b.d. He chose the largest and soundest  and toughest stumps he could find and by 6 o'clock  had a formidable fence built across the railroad on  the exact boundary of his orchard. The roots of the  stumps bristled in the direction from which the next  train would approach, the train from Wilmington,  due to pass at 8 o'clock in the evening. Should a  locomotive strike those formidable roots the butt of  the stump would only be driven firmer in the ground.  Something would have to stop or smash, and Cyrus  felt confident that it would not be the stump;  It was several minutes past 6 when the horn  blew for supper. Cyrus was glad of the extra time  and glad that his field of operations was hidden  from the house by a rise of land. When he came  slowly up from the orchard with the tired oxen, his  wife met him  at the back door.  " Here's a letter for ye," she said. "Supper's a  leetle mite late, but the old mare limps so I couldn't  git home as soon's I planned. Better read the letter  'fore ye set down to eat, hadn't ye ?"  " No," answered Cyrus, limping to the barn   with  the oxen.     i( It'll keep until arter I've had a cup o',  tea, I reckon."  Cyrus Stackpole ate his supper deliberately and  then sank into the old padded rocker by the window  and opened his letter. Hardly had he commenced  to read it when, with a startling cry, he sprang to  his feet again and ran stumbling to the barn. Her  husband's cry and sudden leap caused Mrs. Stack-  pole to drop a lot of plates she was carrying to the  sink, but not even the terrific crash of broken  crockery elicited the slightest attention from Cyrus.  The letter had fluttered from the old man's hand to  the floor as he ran, and Mrs. Stackpole stooped and  picked it up with shaking fingers. Something in that  letter, she knew, had caused her husband's sudden  dismay.  She turned first to the signature. It was from  Frank, their own dear boy, from whom they had not  heard for two years and whom they had about given  up for dead, since he disappeared in the Alaskan  goldfields.    He wrote:  Dear Father and Mother���I am coming home at  last���a rich man! Have been out of the world,  practically, since I wrote you last���living in a hut  200 miles beyond civilization, Will tell you all  when I see you. Look for me next Tuesday evening.  I learn that you have a new railroad now, and lean  reach   you  by train  the same   evening  I get   to  J  1  MMmCT5nn^^ THE NELSON ECONOMIST  9  h  K y  Wilmington.     God    bless    you    both 1   Lovingly  Frank.  What was there in that blessed letter that could  have caused her husband such distress? Mrs. Stack-  pole wiped the tears of joy from her eyes and sped  out to the barn.  " Cyrus," she cried, " what on airth air ye doing?"  Cyrus was hurriedly replacing the yoke on the  necks of the weary oxen. His eyes trembled. His  face was  overspread with an ashen gray pallor.  " Git out o' the way 1" he shouted as he lashed  the oxen from the barn, the long chain that dangled  from the yoke clattering behind. He caught a  lantern from a nail and hurried after the startled and  bewildered beasts.  "Where air ye going, Cyrus ?" demanded his  wife, following the distracted old man as he led the  oxen over the crest of the hilLto the orchard bars.  Cyrus made no reply, and his wife followed him.  Then she saw the bristling stump fence across the  railroad, and the whole dreadful truth flashed upon  her. Cyrus had built a fence to stop or wreck the  next train, and that was the very train that Frank  had written he should take from Wilmington!  The village station was a mile beyond the Stack-  pole farm. The train would not have even begun  to slow down when it passed through the orchard.  It was already getting dusk. It; would be pitch  dark by the time the train came along in just an  hour. v  Cyrus Stackpole never looked at his wife, but  worked with feverish hasie, and she did not interrupt  him, for she knew that every moment was precious.  The oxen strained mightily at the great stumps, but  they were so crowded togt'.ther. and in terlocked th at  it was hard to get them off the track. Cyrus had  performed his ta?k unfortunately well.  "Light the 1 ah ter n!"   cried the  panting old- m an  ,at last. His wife took the match   he flung her and  k i rid led- the slight flame in the dusty globe. Cyrus  'bent and adjusted the chain anew by the candle's  feeble light. Then the oxen strained together once  more, but the bigge&t stump of all would not move.  The long, tough roots were wedged between and  under the rails.  "God !" groaned the old man. It was the  shortest of prayers, but it was a prayer and not an  imprecation.  " Hark!" cried the trembling old wife. From far  off through the darkness came a faint rumbling  sound.     It was the evening train from Wilmington!  " Cyrus," exclaimed the woman,"red light'll stop  'em. I've heard so. Hain't w�� got anything to  make a red light with?   Quick!"  Cyrus disgorged the contents of all his pockets at  one sweep. Among them was an old fashioned red  bandanna handkerchief. Plis wife seized it, with a  cry of joy, and, catching up the lantern, hastened  down the track toward the approaching train. She  turned up the wick of the lantern until it smoked  furiously. Then she wrapped the red handkerchief  around the globe, held the lantern up in both hands  and slowly swayed it to and fro. <%  The train was almost upon her before the engineer  saw the faint red signal. But the airhreaks did  their magic work, and the engine stopped within 20  feet of the last huge, bristling stump of Cyrus Stack-  pole's fence across the railroad. Frank Slackpole  was one of the first passengers to leap from the intercepted train.  " What in thunder���why, father's old orchard!"  he exclaimed. " And here's���mother 1" He caught  a tottering, gray haired figure in his strong arms.  Mrs, Stackpole, like all heroines, had first accomplished her dead and then  fainted away.  The railroad company did not enter a complaint  against Cyrus Stackpole. His big, black bearded,  healthy son may have had something to do with that  and he may not. Very likely the unrestricted and  undisputed right of way through the old man's  orchard was an inducement. At any rate, the  matter was dropped, and Cyrus Stackpole proved to  be so subdued in spirit that only two days after his  stump fence disappeared from the track he rode  through his own orchard on one of the detested trains  on his way to Wilmington "with his son to buy a  brand new suit of clothes and " see the sights."  a  The Lady of the Divorces  Oh, how absurd! Come, let me see���  Who am I now, and why?  I wonder if I still am me,  Or if'tis only I?  I "thought that.I.was Mrs. Gay,  It seems that I was wrong,  Because the mean old judges say  ToPottsI still belong!  Or I may still be   Cleaver's mate���ah;   that  would be  shame !���  I do not know just.'who'-I am, I can not tell my name !  I went to South Dakota for the breaking of my fetters,  And now they may arrest me if I open my own letters,  Now what if'Smith would come along  And claim admittance here,  With Black and Brown and Weeks and Strong���  Oh, dear ! Oh, dear !   Oh, dear!  I wonder if I'm me or not���  Alas!   How can I know ?  I may be one the world forgot  To think, of, long ago!  Another claims the name engraved upon  my card���how  mean !  It's not my husband's manly arm,  perhaps, on which I  lean���  Instead of living here at ease as dashing Mrs. Gay,  I may be just poor Mrs. Potts, the horrid judges say.  Alas, the mix they've got us in, \  Those horrid men in gowns! '  It's just a burning shame���a sin-  To juggle up the Browns  And'.Blacks and Smiths and all the rest,  And bring confusion���I  Know not upon whose manly breast  My head should fondly lie!  And, oh when Gabriel blows his horn and calls my name  aloud  How shall I recognize myself in all that motley crowd?  Plow shall I gather up tlie threads of all my broken fetters,  And have my linen bear, at last, the right initial letters?  The President of Mexico, General Porfirio Diaz,  whose wise policy and firm hand have carried his  nation to front rank of Spanish-speaking countries,  is noted for the studied courtesy with which he treats  all with whom he comes in contact, hut he is not  without a keen sense of humor. He gained national  prominence and won his spurs at tlie battle of  Puebla, where the Liberal forces made a gallant but  ineffectual stand against the French who had invaded  Mexico for the purpose of erecting a throne for Maximilian. Notwithstanding the fact that the Mexican forces were defeated, their defense againnt  superior numbers was bo gallant that the anniversary of the battle of the fifth of May became a  national holiday in Mexico. A brusque Yankee  once asked the President : " Why do you Mexicans  celebrate a defeat, when you know that the French  finally took Puebla?" President Diaz, vvith a twinkle  in his eye, replied ; " Perhaps we have imitated tho  'Americans' even to the extent of celebrating our  defeats, for I. have been told that the British defeated  the Colonists at the battle of Bunker Hill, and yet  vou    built    a    monument   to   commemorate   the  m  event."  I  m  I!  31  I  I  1  1  SI  1  ���W  i  II  I  IF  I  M  F  i  i  I  I  Jl  ���I  H  I  i  MMMUHM1MIM). 10  THE NELSON ECONOMIST  i r  I"  8  ���**  When the new furnaces are installed the Granby smelter will be  the largest gold-copper smelting  plant in the world.  The first payment on the Tama-  rac bond was made last week.  The Rossland strike does not  look any nearer settlement than it  did three months ago.  The Slocan Drill reports: The  heaviest shipments in the historv  of the camp is the record for the  present week, 230 tons being sent  out in all. Of this the Enterprise  shipped 20 tons and the Arlington  the balance. Corrected smelter  weights on the latter's exports and  inclusive of present week's figures  raise the total tonnage from the  leading mine to 3428 tons. From  all properties the total exports for  the 3'ear are 4184 tons.  Last year the exports from this division amounted to 2847 tons, made  up from 10 properties/Following  is a list of the shipments this year  to date:  ii 1   J. 1 XJ c�� V \J 11   ������������������    ����������*���    ������������������       �����������������  JLu II \j\j l  LrllO "�����������������*������������ ���������������������������   ��� ��� . . ���  Two Friends.;...............V;..  iyiaC/ii jrniiL'O............ .........  Bondholder......... ...............  vV I J cL *J X. XD CX kX ��������� ������*�������� ������������������    ���������������*    ����������  IO L/c^OLild/LvJI ��� ��� �����    �� **������������ �����*   *����������������������  1  lj \X5 lx 1 A. ��� ��� ��� ��� ������������������-������ ���������   ���������������������p*   ����� ���  V & M    -  LjJ o LXl \JidilCl^i*��������*    ��������  . ��� < .  J. JL Cm. xjlx yj l \j ij ������������������������    *���������������*����������������������������  Fourth of July......   JL tX X JLi d 1 u v >��� �� t * ��� i ��� ��� �����#������������������   ��������������!���������  3428  480  40  125  23  15  10  23  20  2  6  7  5  4184  Work is being steadily pushed on  the Emma group, Goat mountain,  and the property is developing very  satisfactorily to the owners.  Geo. Alexander has bonded ^the  Fletcher group, at Whitewater, for  $35,000,10 percent, of the purchase  price being paid down. The  Fletcher Bros, and Mr. Moulse are  the owners.  The Enterprise company has de  cided upon opening up the big vein  on that property, which parallels  the small vein on the west. Two  drifts have been started on the lead  just below the No. 3 workings and  success is being met with. The  vein is easily 12 feet wide and is  more of a concentrating proposition,  fair values being obtairedon the  surface, It can be traced almost  from the Iron Horse up on to the  Ohio on the summit, but no work  has ever been done to prove its  merit. Mining men predict big  tilings ofthe vein.  There is a great demand for min  ing property throughout the Fort]  Steele district. The property must  have merit, and if anyone can show  up a claim, with development  sufficient to attract attention,  money for its purchase is obtainable.  Prospects are not in demand, in  fact it is almost impossible to place  them. A number of important  deals have been perfected at Fort  Steele during the past month,  capital is now coming into the district. The bonding of the Grace  Dore claim on Wild Horse creek,  and the purchase of placer ground  on Perry creek, will do much for the  future development of South East  Kootenay.- -Fort Steele Prospector.  (Cranbrook Herald)  A trail has been built by the  government from Kitchener to the  White Grouse properties, a distance  of 24 miles.  P. B. Bailey is pushing work on  his Pretoria claim near Swansea.,  He says that the lead is widening  and the ore shoot seems to be  changing from galena to copper.  The work on the shaft on the  placer ground at Perry creek is going ahead, and last week the clean  up averaged over $18 to the man.  The force in the shaft has been reduced the past week as a number  of men are engaged in the construction of the bunk house and get  ting everything in shape for winter.  When this is done three shifts will  be put on, and the work pushed  during the winter. The pay dirt  is showing up better than ever.  "Pat" Quirk, the well known  old timer, who was here in the  early sixties, has lately been acting  in a new role, as an instructor to  lady prospectors at Palmer Bar.  Last week he brought in a bottle  of gold panned by Mrs. Watts and  Mrs. McPeake. It is an interesting fact that this gold was taken  out of land prospected for over a  week by a well known local mining  expert and six assistants, who  failed to raise a color.  A. E. Watts, of Palmer Bar, was  in town Friday and brought with  him some fine looking gold that  had been taken out of the ground  near his place. Mr. Watts says  the showing from panning is vo  good that he intends to install an  hydraulic plant and work the  ground on an extensive scale.  John Leask has a sample of the  gold taken from the surface on  Lamb creek, He is interested in  one of the claims there and in all  probability will have the property  worked.  ���    ���  KOOTENAY  CO FEE ECO.  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