The Algona Upper Des Moines from Algona, Iowa on December 13, 1899 · Page 4
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The Algona Upper Des Moines from Algona, Iowa · Page 4

Algona, Iowa
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Wednesday, December 13, 1899
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THE UPPJSK &m MOINES: ALGONA, IOWA, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 13, 1899. Have the largest and finest assortment of and will give a beautiful doll with every purchase of $2.50 and over. Call and see them. BOSTON BLOCK, A BRAVE YOUNG WOMAN. She Was Quite Equal to the Emergency and Oynters. A young girl from the state of Washington, who came east to visit a western senator's family last winter, had an experience she hasn't forgotten yet. The first few days of her stay in the capital were spent there, and her meals were served in her room. On the very first evening she ordered oysters for dinner. Now, she knew nothing of ;> real, life-sized oyster, having spent nil her days on the Pacific Coast, when. 1 oysters are not oysters at all, but something altogether different. She was young and exceedingly unexperi- enced, and she said to the waiter: "Bring me fifty oysters." The waiter gasped. "Is that all?" he said. "Oh, no," she answered, cheerfully, "Bring me—well, dinner, too." She says herself that she had to shut her eyelids tight to keep her eyes from popping clear out of her head when she saw the fifty oysters. "Isn't that more than fifty?" she aaked. "No, miss," answered the waiter, "shall I take some away?" and he grinned. It was the grin that did it. Her western blood rose at it. "No," she said, coolly. "If s not too many. I'm hungry." She locked the door after the astonished waiter, and opened the window. It was a dark night, but she could seo the roofs of the adjoining houses almost within arm's reach beneath her window. Only a narrow alley sep ftrated the buildings. She took a fork and deftly and dexterously, out by one, she flung the oysters as far as the could. She could hear them full inoistly, softly, flabbily upon the roo opposite. When the waiter returned two oysters lay on her plate. His eyes rolled wonderingly at her. "Was—was the oysters good?" ho aaked, and he did not grin. "Fairly good," she made answer, calmly; "but I wasn't really hungry, after all."—Washington Post. Senator Depew's Nest Egg. A. whole roomful of bank presidents i oashlers got off a joke on Chaun- oey Depew on Wednesday,and yesterday It came back to laugh In their facet). The Joke began when Bryan H. Smith, president of the Brooklyn Savings bank, made an address on dormant account*. "Yen," paid President Knapp of the Peekikill Savings bank, "you know bow people go away and forget the money. Well, Ohauneey Depew put f 100 in our bank 38 years ago and It's here yet He's forgotten all about It," "Forgotten about it, en?" §aid the fenator yesterday. "Well, I gue** jot, It amounts to about $400 with Interest now, and it's going ip keep right on growing. That w«# *Ue flrtt f 100 I artr owned, *njj I've kept wy eye o» &ai; «ipa*y get j^to the Savlngt W Jf a matter of pride with the senator. In those days Mr. Depew was a lawyer with an eyo to the future. About that time there was no bank in Peekskill, so a shrewd old Quaker hired Mr. Depew to stir up enthusiasm. In those days Mr. Depew banked in his right-hand trousers pocket. But he started out to arouse Peekskill with all the ardor and 1 enthusiasm of a man with barrels of bonds and coin. So the bank was started, and in honor of Mr. Depew's good spirit they made him a trustee. "Now," said the honest Quaker to the trustee, "you ought to start a. deposit with us." Mr. Depew went out and hustled up and down the streets of Peeksktll till presently he came back with the $100. "I have made up my mind,"- says he, "that I would never diraw that money out short of a crisis. I have been tempted many a time when $100 would have looked bigger than the outside of the Grand Central station. But there it stayed and grew and grew, and there you are. Forget It? Not much. The only way to get rich is to put your money In a bank."—New York World. Their Source. It does not spoil one's enjoyment of his breakfast coffee to know the beverage Is made from the seeds of a tree akin to one which yields the beautiful madder dye and to the 'tree that provides quinine. Tea leaves are plucked from a tret which is a relative of the camellia and capers come from a brambly, straggling vine that covers the old walls in the Mediterranean countries. The rice paper upon which tin Chinese do such charming drawings is a thin sheet of the pith of a tree. The ebony used by the cabinetmaker is the wood of a persimmon tree. Gamboge, a deep yellow used by the artist, is a gum-resin. Cloves are aromatic flower buds of a tree allied ux the myrtle. Arrowroot comes from the bulbs of South American cannas. UHINIQUY'S STORY. A. Famous Priest Who Was Also a Good Fighter. A New Strongbox. The western vault in the new United States mint, now being constructed in Philadelphia, will, it is said, constitute the largest strongbox in the world. Its various dimensions are upwards of 98, 52 and 10 feet, and the several compartsments into which it is divided will have a total holding car pacity of $112,000,000. To silver dollars, it may be noted, this western vault will be devoted entirely; the other two, east and north, being de^ signed to contain silver bullion and gold coins respectively. Klbbom on the Girls What an ugly fashion this la, of swathing the neck with ribbon or other wraps! Like the stocks our grandfathers wore, only those were black. Girls' necks in these stocks look like feangaged leg*. Seems a case of carbuncle* or boils o» toe neck, Very gpgjracefu}, Whan if prettter than a bare throat? Why bide it? Wfoy tie it up and bandage it? Why make 8 «M?Q! vt tfce peck?-Wa»btngto.p press. The late Father Chiniquy, whose recent death in Montreal has scarcely been noticed, was in his day the hero of the most sensational religious lawsuit that has ever taken place in the middle west. His ease was pleaded by Abraham Lincoln, and he won it. These were the facts: Father Chiniquy was in 1851 a priest in Montreal, very eloquent and earnest, whose fame had spread to the then new west. Bishop Vandeveld of Chicago, then a town of 30,000 Inhabitants, invited Father Chiniquy to come to Illinois as the head of a French-Canadian colony, and this he did, leading some 500 families from Canada .to Kankakee, where they put up log houses and a combined parish residence and schoolhouse. At this time Bishop Vandeveld died. Bishop O'Ragan, his successor, did not get on well with Father Chiniquy, who accused the bishop of trying to take away from him his parish house, which he had built with his own hands, and of various other things. Finally the biahop threatened to excommunicate Chiniquy if he didn't leave Kankakee. He refused, and three priests went to his parish and nailed on his church door the edict of excommunication. Father Chiniquy declared the paper Illegal and void. Two prominent French-Canadian priests, friends of Chiniquy, went to Kankakee to heal the breach. Chiniquy signed a mild letter of submission to the bishop. "Now," said Father Desaulnier, according to Chiniquy's account, "if the bishop doesn't accept this I will tell my people that the bishop and not Father Chiniquy is looking for fight." "Will you repeat that to my people?" asked Chiniquy. "Wllli.ngly," said Desaulnier, fearing lest he should have said too much; "but it is 11 o'clock now, and I must leave at 6 in the morning." So he went to bed. Chiniquy didn't. He knocked at the doors of his nearest parishioners, and set them arousing others. It was winter. Long before daylight the entire parish was assembled, and the people had an opportunity to hear Desaulnier repeat his words. Father Chiniquy was a good fighter. He appealed to the pope on behalf of ^nerlcan Catholicism, to Louis Napoleon on behalf of "French Catholics in the United States." He might have healed the breach, but he left the church instead, and took the entire parish with him, except 15 families. On 1 " J5, J800, &OOQ were received into the Presbyterian church in a body, and tbey are still in It. Le 014 Bourdereau preaches in French every 8« to one of the biggest congregations in the itate. Wpeo the quarrel with Bishop Q'Ra- gan wie at it! height o"h,ii»i<juy en-"" AUrabanj Mml» io defend * HAVE YOU SEEN The Christmas Specialties at JIMES PATTERSON'S ? WAX CANDLES for the Christmas trees; the largest and finest assortment in Algona. CANDIES—all varieties and of uniformly excellent quality. Our leader is a pound box of the finest assorted candies, quality guaranteed, at LAMPS—We buy at the factory and can sell at a price that buys in Chicago. The finest line of lamps we have ever shown. Jan ilia HOI and Jardiniere Stands. An especially attractive display of these. Glassware, Toilet Sets. Our Crockery department is known to all. It is full of fine things for the holiday trade. As always we are headquarters for fine GROCERIES at lowest prices. Fruits, nuts, preserved fruits, all the delicecies for the table in the market; the best eastern apples by the barrel, etc., etc. Make yourself and your friends happy by visiting our store. JAMES PATTERSON. suit against a land speculator named Bpink, who brought suit against him. He won his case. Father Chinlquy was 90 years old when he died.—New York Press. American Money in Cuba. .Gold is a tallsmanic word In Cuba. With all its troubles and uncertainties Cuba never wavered in its devotion to the gold standard. An artificial premium was put upon gold to keep it from going to Spain. A great transformation in its money system is coming over the island. The American Invasion of peace has practically established a new standard, the American gold standard—not the artificial and slightly varying Spanish gold standard. Our money was in free circulation all over the island in February last. Merchants, ticket-sellers on the railroads, and cashiers in other places knew Just what to do when American money was given to them in payment for value received. There would belnvar- lably a lot of figuring on a pad—a figuring that I could not pretend to com- pfehend—but one always received his change accurately in Spanish or American money, as the case might be. The people preferred American money, not 10 much because it was gold-standard money as because it had an absolutely fixed value. It became the standard, and Spanish gold was adjusted to it day by day. It was driving Spanish money out of general use rapidly.— Harper's Weekly. Pricing a Pair of Pants. Lord Brampton was on one occasion presiding over a case in which the plaintiff was giving evidence against a man who had stolen a pair of trousers from his shop. "How much were the trousers?" queried Hawkins. "Well," replied the plaintiff, "it defends on who wants to buy them. I sell them to one man for 30 shillings, to another for 25, but you can have them for 23 and 6." 'Sir!" crjed Hawkins, angrily. "I want you to tell me how much those trousers are worth." 'Well," replied the plaintiff, "shall we say 22 shillings for you?'.' "Look here," thundered Hawkins, "if r ou do not instantly tell me what those rousers are worth I'll send you to jail for 14 days for contempt of court." "Well, well," replied the frightened ilaintiff, conciliatingly, "you may ake them for a guinea. I'm giving hem away; still you may have them at that price." Even the stern aspect of Justice Jawkins could not stop the roar of aughter which broke out on hearing be reply, a roar in which Hawkins, after a few minutes, joined himself.- Weekly Telegraph. Still Be Vacant Beats. The London places of entertainment would hold all the inhabitants of $dlo- ,\jrgh, ana then there, woul<| b« itvej»l vacant seat*.. COST OF LIVING IN ENGLAND. Dear For Medium Classes, but Cheaper For the Poor. Living, in a word, is cheaper for the English poor than, for our own, and dearer for the well-to-do than In America, because there are here two standards of living, says Harper's Ba- ear. The unit of value for the well-to- do in England is the sovereign, or the ?6 piece, whereas our American unit of value in housekeeping is a dollar. The unit of value with the English poor is a sliding standard that runs from a penny down to a farthing, just as in America it is a nickel. No American of middle circumstances who has made his home in London will dispute my statement that it costs more to keep a family there than it does ait home. Men's clothing, wines and liquors, servants, flowers and a very few minor articles are cheaper in England, but these advantages are offset by the higher cost of all other necessaries. The cheapest cut of beef is 26 cents a pound, butter is 80 cents a pound, coffee is 40 cents, strawberries never go lower than 8 or 10 cents a basket, and good small fruits generally are very much dearer. Peaches are 26 cents apiece, milk is 8 cents a quart, cream is BO cents a quart, oysters fetch ?1 to f 1.50 a dozen, bread is about as cheap as at home, loin of pork is 25 oente a pound, the cheaper mutton (from New Zealand) 1« 20 cents a pound and English mutton fetches 7 cents more. These are all west end prices, but they are not high prices. They are the quotations of a very careful buyer. Out of Style. Old age, as we know, has gone out of fashion, and the holdenlsh matron of 50 and the strong-minded tailor- made woman bachelor of 38 are equally resentful of advancing winters, and equally, though from widely different motives, would willingly check the resistless advance of old mortality. Up to now our ineffectual attempt* at re- juvenescence have been limited to peroxide and powder, and hare's foot and rouge pot, as well as a few other transparent subtleties. But at last science, In bold capitals, has thrown itself into the breach, and according to Mr. Althaus, who recently aired his views in the Lancet so learnedly, there ought not to be a wrinkled, elderly, or faded man or woman to be seen In another' half-dozen years, provided only that mankind will take its old age In hand and «et resolutely about its scientific rejuvenation. Electricity 1$, of course, the medium by which we are to regain lost youth, or, at least, preserve that of it which if left to us. No witch-brew or alchemist'* elixir if neoessary, galvanisation of the nervous centers at frequent interval* being the sole prescription, and, behold! our tenlle decline will fail from u» like a mantle, and we shall become like unto 9? 4jPr*J laaWet*, or flQwers in May— fresh, rosy and full of gambols once again. From four to six weeks' galvanic treatment and hey, presto! for another lease of full and pulsing existence. Even gray hairs revert, we are told, to some extent to their first brown or golden attractiveness, while decrepitude gives place to activity, and from five to ten yeai* 1 difference to one's appearance can be registered, and must be. even admitted by one's dear- eit female enemy, after such a course of daily electrical application. -So, really, if crow's feet and bald pates and stooping shoulders do not, after this electrical millenium, disappear from the earth, it will be quite the fault aod affair of their owners and against the express possibilities of our modern Slave of the Lamp, who, according to Mr. Althaue, is only waiting for orders to transport UB, not to Bagdad, but to our lost youth and beauty. Was Only JToking. "Yes, my dear," said Mrs. Goodhart, as she handed her husband his cup of coffee across the breakfast table, according to the New York Evening World, "I realize that we simply must economise, and I'm willing to do my part. I've thought of one way of economising already." "How's that?" asked Mr. Goodhart. "Well, I'll tell you. I have a good sewing machine and plenty of time, and if you'll select the cloth, I'll cut out and make that new pair of trousers that you want, my own self and save - why, Henry Goodhart, what is the matter with you? Here, Jane, bring some water. Go for the doctor, somebody! Help m» to support him from falling out of his chair. What can the matter be? It looks like apoplexy. There 1 He breathes easier and has opened his eyes. Now, Henry, dear, what is it?" "Nothing, my dear; only a sudden faintness. I'll get over it in a few minutes, and I — I— was only joking when I said that we had to begin economizing somewhere, only joking, my dear." Missionaries an Physicians. Many of the Christian missionaries in China have a knowledge of medicine, and administer to the physical as well as spiritual wants of their charges. It is not likely, however, that tbey will get rich on fees. One of these missionaries in Bechuan, an inland province, had a very distinguished patient in the wife of the, governor. She brought her fee with her— a chicken, a duck, sixty eggs, two pounds of cakes, and a leg of mutton. The lost time she came she brought not quite so much, but the next day sent by a messenger eight stoeks of fine chrysanthemums. That doctor ought to open a general supply store, *T«w Cure for A novel and simple cure for the headache is announced. It to for the sufferer to walk backward* tor »b«ut

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