Jefferson County Sentinel (Boulder, Mont.) 1885-1899, June 01, 1888, Image 1

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- • a'a•4441P•ital‘ ; * t JEFFERSON Co U_IyTY SENTINEL VOLL 3. NO 41. The Pioneer Newarpaper of a eller-p..4,4i County—A. Vitinil - y ,Journal Independent in Politico& BOULDER. MONTANA, FRIDAY, JUNE 1. 1888. 3`. 3 PER YEAR HEALQUARTERS FOR CLOTEING The Northwestern. (Opp. Grand Central Hotel.) We have the most seasonable stock of Siing and ,ffiriffil31 3di1s, Light tight Overcoats, furnishing Goods, Boys' and Children's Suits, Hats and Caps, Boots and Shoes, Trunks, Valises, Gloves, of any house in Helena. We guarrntee our prices to be as low as the lowest and solicit your trade. When visiting Helena don't fail to visit our store. J. E. LANDSMAN & CO., HELENA. THOS. F. MURRAY, DEALER IN C o a ok ci Ij anap eating n Stovo . IR CD:NT, Nails, Giant l'OWDER, CAPS and }use, CP.00K=ZY, .......,••••••••• • .-11 handeliers, Sash, Doors and Moldings, Plated Ware, a c ifin d s. &gents for the Celebrated Buckeye Force Pumps and Shutler Wagons. TIN SHOP' In connection where all kinds of Job work and Re- pairing will be done. Ely - Opposite Court House, 134:eaalelser e • - Mon tante, Just RE-Opollo[l and RE-Filillind Boulder HOT Springs. Wonderful Curative Properties ! --IN ALL CASES OF -- Chronic, Muscular and Inflammatory Rheumatism. Lead. Poisoning, Constitutional Weakness, and General Debility. A PLEASANT RESORT ! FIRST-CLASS HOTEL AND BATHING ACCOMMODATIONS. Reached by Stage from, Helena, Butte, Wickes, Elkhcrr, Comet, and all Points in the Territory. Terms moderate. A. first-class l'heaician. - DR. IBA A. LEIGHTON, Is constantly in attendance For full information address, , WIC TROTTER, Prop., Boulder, Mont. 11. M. Peet:HEN, Helena. Wm. Mestere, Boulder = 5 arch.ei -- 1 cLt Morris, WHOLESALE AND RETAIL ID IR-MT G- Gar - rB, Carry a large stock of— DRUGS, CHEMICALS, PAINTS, OILS, BRUSHES, WALL CAPER WINDOW GLASS, PATENT MEDICINES, pgRypitEtiy, AO TOILET ARTICLES, Also Lamps, Candies, Tobaccos, Cigars, 131-5A.NIC Hoons and STATIONERY : A PINE ASSORTMENT OP WALL -PAPER IN STOCK. PRESCRIPTIONS FILLED AT ALL HOURS. A fine line of Watches ard Jewelry always on hand. The Windsor House. T. F. MURRAY, Prop - BOULDER, Mont Everything First -Class BOARD PER WEEK, .... . 7(X) \ DAY, 2.00 BOULDER BAKERY. Will bake Fresh Bread, Pies, Cakes, Etc., EVERY DAY. -CONFECTIONERY A SPECIALTY. deeds Delivered Tree of Charg . e. Oppsi te Hach, Cory Co.'s. AUGUST VOGEI. , , Prop. BOULDER NEWS DEPOT R. J. Dougherty, Agent. Fill Lille of Naps, Tobaccos and Smokers' Articles kept constantly on hand. Fresh Fruit, Candies, Nuts, Itc. —o— NEWSPAPERS, MARAZINES AND PERIODICALS always on sale, or subscriptions taken for - slime and mailed to any addreits. Quiet Reading Room In Connection. CHANNELL & EASTRIDGF,, Dealers In Fresh Confectionery, Nuts, Etc. The Latest Periodicals and Newspapers on 5ale. 7 + 7 Merchants Hotel BASIN, MONT. Or Everything new and first class in every rearoect- es-- tables are laden with the BEST IN THE MARKET, and charges requionable Misses Grady .4 1; Jlestssasisst4._Psualut_ BOULDER LCIIIIER YARD. SASH, DOORS, MOULDINGS, CEDAR . Shingles and all kinds of Finishing lum- ber, Building and Tar Paper constantly on hand. Yard opposite the Court -house. Convenient for teams. Also plans fur- nished for houses bridges, etc., and con- tracting and building of same. GROESBECK & SIMPKINS. B urea,: A ii - u - HELENA SHORT LINE. Best and Most Direct Summer Route. SPLENDID SCENERY. Coaches of the Montana Stage company leave Butte daily at 8 a. in., connecting at Calvin with trains of the N. P. railroad for Basin, Boulder, Wickes, Jefferson, Helena and stages for Elk- horn. Fare from Butte to Helena ..... $5 00 Round trip tickets ti Only twenty-two miles of staging over the best equipped line in Mont , ma W. S. Tu WNSHEND, Supt. J. E. BAKER, Agent, Butte City. J. C. DECKER, Agent, Calvin. LEES TAYLOR, Carpenter&Builder All kinds of Doors, Window Frames, Saida Counters, Etc. made to Order. Plans, Specifications and Estimates prepared. BOULDER, Mont. CHARLES ENGLUND, I -3 RACT IC A T Boot and Shoemaker BOULDER, MONTANA. Mr. Englund has permanently located among us i and those wishing anything in his line will do well to call. ur Repairing Neatly Boots and Shoes made to order. Satisfac- tion guaranteed. NORTHERN GROWN • AND SEEDS Are acknowledged ths best, being hardier, or, productive and yield better cropa. FMB ILLUSTRATED CATALOGUE Owetaistag ealy Ible best varieties, malted tree es area, sages. intrIll FOIL IT. I.... x.. ax...a.. - z•d. ao., Punusers see Smosemut, IT. Nan., Mom MOTANA OfTECTIYE AGENCY, P. 0. BOX 872, HELENA, M.T. Incorporated June 15, 1887. Capital Stock, $10,000. AU classes of legitimate detective work en- trusted to us will receive prompt attention. Cor- respondence solicited. No charge for °minutia - Hon. All business strictly conildenUal We have agents hi all parte of the United States. Call at rooms No.. 9 and 4. Masonk block, over postotere, or seeress as above. %a. W. luta*, Chief. •Lf DECORATION DAY. 1888. S..' We bring our Spring -sweet nue ciao. bed; And does not deep symborherela rrat? For every bud in present form expressed Is but the soul of myriad blossoms dead: And this dear Mother Earth of ours who fed Their temter life from her abundant breast, Bays gently to us that to all things best Some 'sacrifice the upward way has led. Bo, standing here beside our uobly brave Who died for men, that through their own harsh doom Blight come the freer life they should not see, Our faith grows strong that their great dying gave The fruitful world the soil from whithahall bloom The perfect flower of human liberty. Cassias HEM Pampa. ANN, PROF. TOM'S ROMANCE. BY GRORGE li. KURE* Thomas Whittaker was the very last man one would expect to see engaged in anything so sentimental. as the world re- gards it. as a Decoration day parade. \Professor Tom\ was the title given to the managing editor of The Grandeur, by his office associates, when he was out of bearing \Nick.\ the composing room devil, usually styled him \The Professor.\ because it was policy for him to be very exact, but to all others, he wes known formally as \Mr. Whittaker.\ No one in The Grandeur offices where he had beet to the grindstone for over ten years, ever knew him for anything more than a human machine, and so far as we could judge, he lad not a single confidant. Social life hid for him no attractions; to the church ho was a stranger, and no club of good fellows ever hailed him as \One of Ours.\ One day. when the majority of those who take lifo pleasantly were preparinr for the holiday season, the Little daughter of the lova' editor came to the office with the view of getting her good natured father out into the fairyland wh dolls and jumping jacks held high carni on holi- day counters. Of the age en bright people of her sex are curicras audaci- ansa the child fotuill - turn unaided, just as the latest reports were being made up. The editor had caught her eye. Soon the copy boy es- corted the intruder to her father's desk with the dry remark, \The professor is not receiving calls to -day.\ • Nothing daunted, the little one turned round as she reached her fa- ther's desk and said quickly: \What a funny man ,,;hor. \That man in there. See himl that man there with the strips of paper.\ \That's the ed- itor You did not trouble him I, Lope?\ \Oh bets such a funny man. 'Where did you come from?' 'Where are you going,' quick as that. I said, 'I am going with my papa to see some dolls.\Dolls? Haul Dollar he said, and looked so funny at me. I don't , like him.\ .'Was that or Inquired the, father, deprecating the child's ill humor. \Yes It is all,\ catheothe quick and snappish reply. \I don't believe he has any little girls himself, do you, papa?\ The following day thp managing editor laid his small hand on the arm of the fatherly \local\ as they were passing along together toward the next corner on their way home, the conversation taking a form characteristic of both—sharp, short questions by the chief, and rapid absorp- tion on his part of the replies of his com- panion. The latter answered briefly, precisely, a couple of dozen words sufficing to transmit to the one a knowledge of the domestic history of the other. \Dolls\ had obviously brought up the new topic for discourse. \I have a small family,\ said the \local \live in town in a little house, pne of a brick row, with a yard and gar- den, near the water, and, as things go. manage to have a pleasant time.\ \And I.\ responded his neighbor, in tone which indicated that he had never gone any farther on the road than thinking could carry' -him, \have often thought that if a man, like myself, for In- stance, had a little house—not too large, just large enough for two, or perhaps for three—away from the noise—not too far, Oust far enough to drive in in an hour— with a garden. of course—some vines and roses, a hammock and so on—it might— good night, sir!\ and with this, as though he had already said too much, touching his hat, for he was always the gentleman, Mr Whittaker turned the corner like a flash and was lost in the crowd. Not long after the New Year Whittaker appeared to become more ani more ab- sorbed in his routine labor, and more reti- cent than ever •• He must have nerves of steel. - said the mon around hint, for ln their estimation be had reached the limIte of human endurance years before; yet Inc worked harder than over, stemming still greater curiteity on the part of his fellow workers one afternoon late lii March this iitrinsii y reached its culminating point A melee in the editor's own hand- writing was sent to the composing room, to be railed in the obituary cultism', and leaving two hours 4efere his usual time, THE EDITOR'S LOVE. without waiting even to see the paper go , to press, a hasty scrawl was placed upon 1 , the sanctum desk, announcing that the managing editor would be absent for two days at least, his first absence in ten years The death notice read: 'in this city, on the 20th Inst., Web star Reese. aged 33 years. Deceased was a medal of honor man of Company E—, Pennsylvania volunteers, and in a gallant action at the assault and capture of Marye's Heights, Fredericksburg, 1 . 7 a., received a wound which resulted in his death. \Funeral ceremonies will be conducted by Nathaniel Lyon Post, grand Army of the Republic.\ The relationship between this fallen hero and the managing editor proved as mysterious as any of his other connec- tions outside of the office, for within a week after his return it began to be whis- pered about that Prof. Tom was actually improving. Not that he labored less; if such a 'thing was possible, he did more, being at any time worth two men in the office. Neither could it be said that he was more genial, but somehow he looked changed. His face assumed a softer ex- pression, a less burdened one, and when a pair of Indian clubs were ono evening hauled out of the siorner where they had rested for an age, and whirled around like a pair of humming birds at one stalk, the printer's devil, chuckling to himself at the novel scene, cried out to \Bones the copyholder: \I say, Bones, wouldn:t it be s good scheme to have the professor sign with our grandeur Nine?\ \We could give the Sneezer fellows three and beat them then,\ came the quick reply. Matters continued to im- prove, and when the long, pleasant spring days appeared our Managing editor con- trived to make shorter hours at his desk, at the same time accomplishing the same marvelous amount of work as before; but where this extra time was spent no one but Thomas Whittaker himself could have given an account. Ile kept good company, If company it was, for he grew ruddy and boyish looking. He was re- garded with astonishment by all, and the prophecy that - Prof. Tom will kill him- self with his work,\ went out of use and out of mind. Now, The Grandeur was an afternoon paper, and since the coming of Whittaker as manager, it had not missed one of its three evening editions, six days in a week, including holidays. \Judge then of the astonishment with which all hands heard the editor call out to the foreman of the press room on the morning of Decoration day, \We will omit the last two editions today.\ \Can't do it, sir,\ replied the chief of the type setters, so dazed by the unex- pected order, that he forgot who was speaking. \We will do it,\ came the mild but firm response. \We will do it. It is a holiday of which we ulnet make an exception. I'll have to leave the first edition , in your hands; I am going to join he column on parade.\ Truly, news as no breaks. aProf. Tom\ was going iparade. Earthquakes, broken 4bauks, rumors of war in Europe, all were common piece by the side of that announcement. It required the personal presence both of \Nick\ and \Bones\ to verify the truth of it. These two important characters gen- erally possessed inside information of the doings of the sanctum quarters. \Oh it's true,\ exclaimed Nick to a doubting hearer, \and you needn't hedge on that ciblegram, either.\ \Why we've seen his uniform,\ inter- rupted Bones, \spick and span—big brass buttons -0. A.. R. and all that—that\— His memory failing, for he had no text to follow, Nick prompted hina \That insignia of the order.\ \Yes that insig\—stammered Bones, when the editor himself made his appear- ance, the blue blouse and soldier cap in his hand. the reporters' table in the ante -room. he opened a package of ad- justible buttons and letters, with silver wreath and bullion cord, and, apparently regsalless of the crowd of employes around him, began to prepare his novel suit. By this time the publisher of The Grandeur had climbed the three flights of stairs leading into the room, drawn thither by the news, and puffing and blowing from the eNertion, to bee whether The Grandeur was in very truth about to stul- tify its ten years' record by suspending two issues. -Well, well Whittaker, I didn't know that you had ever been in the army.\ \I was there, sir, even If you did not know it.\ \Why you were only a boy then; that's years and years ago.\ \Yes I was a boy, but I was one of 2,000,000 boys who fought the war.\ This questioning of a feet of the past seemed to arouse a personal pride, and having completed his dress to his Bette , ' faction he slipped on the blouse, drew it in, buttoned it tightly, and placing the McClellan cap rather jauntily, it must be confessed, upon his head—with his lithe, straight figure, pale, earnest face, and deep blue eye. he looked the ideal soldier. \Yes I was a soldier,\ he continued proudly, his eye wandering over his audi- ence; then suddenly stopped, as though he had said too much. A second thought urged him on, and he ceuatimied more gently: AN F.DTTOR'S WAR STORY. \I was a soldier, and this Is the first time since I pet off the blue that I have ever spoken of it to any who didn't. know It from the first. The war was no child's play—not as I saw it—and 1 -gladly forgot as much of it as I * oould when it was over. Today I am doing what I did In '61, becaute it is my duty. At this hour\—it had just struck 10— \a new silk flag Is waving yonder in our LeJtesidecem etery over the re ' mains of a soldier; a man—no, not a man, only u boy. but a boy that ans. L\ saved my life He - I WAS • aoLDIEI saved it, too, at the risk of sk soldier's dearest treasure, his honor. Arid and 'not only my life, but a battle. A battle. Mr. Jones. though he was only a boy It was at Fredericksburg, in those dark days when the nation thought that our cause was lost. Fifteen thousand men had fallen in vain in front of Marye's Heights but a few months before, and now we had been ordered to the front to try it again. We of the Light division led the charge, and cleared the first half of the steep slope, but I was wounded and left behind. Bleeding and sinking, I saw the second column coming on over the same ground where we had marched, and as they passed my eyes met the glance of another, a boy like myself—be in the ranks, I on the ground fainting from loss of blood. I did not mean to appeal to any comrade to halt in his duty for my sake, for fighting men, you know, must leave the succoring of the wounded to men who cannot count in battle to the relief corps. I heard the jeers, the insults hurled at my deliverer as he stopped and lifted me out of harm's way. and then I became uncon- scious of aught sent the sensation of being alternately carried or dragged down the hill, and of tasting some water I must have swooned ou the way, for the next thing I remember I was lying under a sheltering bluff on the outskirts of the city, the wounded all about, attended by surgeons Officers and men came hurry- ing from the front, socking friends and companions among our number Thanks to this unknown boy, 1 had been among the first to receive attention, and now my head was once more clear and I could note what was going on around me, and pres- ently I saw a body borne along on a • II '5 11 - 10. 1;„ — S. — es , \LIFTED ME OUT OF HARM'S WAY.\ stretcher, over which were bending some whose stars bespoke them of high rank. I watched the group, for something within told me that that stretcher had something of interest for me. 'A sad case,' said one of the surgeons to me, sympathizing with my feelings. 'That boy led the charge that took the hill, carrying the colors up in the very face of the enemy's guns.' \'Will he live?' I anxiously asked as a break in the crowd gave me a glimpse of the well-known uniform on the stretcher 'Will he live \'Doubtful. The ba.II passed through his chest and out between the shoulders.' \Leaving me in safe hands, stung prob- ably almost to madness by the undeserved sneers of the ranks he had left for rue, he had hurried up the hill to overtake the charging column. He found it still below the crest, staggering beneath the murder- ous fire beyond. The line was wavering, giving way, and vainly generals and colonels were trying to cheer on their men Their oices remained unheard in the bat tie, or, if heard, unheeded. The color bearers of every regiment had fallen, and not a flag could be seen. But this brave fellow, seizing a staff from a pair of life- less hands, spread out its folds and hur- ried on, on past the line of battle, on, to ward the enemy's battery in the front d)azed and electrified, the men whom he had passed followed him for a moment with their eyes, till aroused into action AND FULL BESIDE THEM. by their enthusiasm, they rose in one grand, overpowering charge. The boy planted the colors he had carried so bravely within the works and fell beside them. But the army with reedy bayonets was at his heels. The day was won and Webster Reese was its hero. \The war ended, but it left him his wound and his pain, with none to help him save a faithful sister, one who made his life's sorrow her life's martyrdom. These two alone have cs,rried the harden of that brilliant moment's work at lb.rpts lieWit until a few weeks ago, when death came to their relief, and now the comrade and the brother lies in Lakeside, and I\— The story was left unfinished. Tramp, tramp, tramp, The boys are marching, was borne in by the breeze through the open window, the U. A. 11 columns made their appearance in the street, and as Whittaker became suddenly conscious of his position he blushed and vanished. ft letter and an item that appeared promi- nently among the announcements in the marriage columns of the morning jour- nals of the next day. created no little ex- citement in The grandeur office. The latter read. •'Whitteker—Reese.—On the evening of the 80th, at the rectory of St. Paul's church, by the Rev. Dr. M. Browning, Marion Reese, daughter of the late Dr. Warren Reese, of Pittsburg, and Thomas Whittaker, all of N-----•\ The letter Addressed to the office stated that the managing editor was to take a three months' leave of absenoe. Many Decoration days have passed since Thomas Whittaker was initiated into the Grand Army of Veterans and each one has found him a zealous coo:made and a generous friend Ile rt,toains the chief of The Crreodeer °thee, and is also the head. er bonleilaiore near the top in timedotnestte hierarchy of a ' - little home, not too large, but just large enough,\ out In the Lateside salnirba. WHITE SUNDAY IN SWITZERLAND. Children's Day as Celebrated in Picini , emzitie Switzerland. In picturesque Switzerland. with its majestic peaks. its sequestered valleys, its somber forests and its beautiful lakes, Children's day has gained the poetical sobriquet \Der Weisse Sontag\ or White Sunday This day has long been com- memorated, notably by the Catholic church, throughout Switzerland. The Sunday schools of Luzerne, Berne, Zurich, Geneva, Neufchatel, Grisons, and other cantons of Switzerland, all observe it on the same date and with similar exercises. The time set apart for this celebration is always the first Sunday after Easter, or the Sunday known in the church calendar as Low Sunday. Easter being a movable festival, vibrating backward and forward between March 22 and April 23, according as the full moon next after the vernal equinox falls nearer or farther from the erauinex. it naturally follows that White Sunday occurs some years in March, while in others it falls in April. ••••• r• CHILDREN'S DAY IN SWITZERLAND There appears a pleasing significance in this selection of Low Sunday for Chil- dren's day. coming as it does immediately at the close of Easter week, with its beau- tiful ceremonies and charming accessories of Easter carols and flowers. The tale of hope that Easter brings of the risen Christ and the awakening spring Is in harmony with the general rejoicing of human souls standing at the beginning of life's journey. On White Sunday from far and near the Swiss children are gathered, each de- tachment finally falling into the grand procession at some given point not far re- moved from the church. Two by two the little girls walk, clad in pure white, with crowns of flowers on their heads and bouquets in their hands. When nature's blossoms are not suffi- ciently plentiful artificial- ones take - their place, many of the little peasants making their own wreaths or bouquets out of paper or other material. Following the girls come the boys marching two abreast, decorated with badges and also carrying powers in their hands. - This happy procession, having marched through some of the principal streets, on arriving at the church proceed up the aisles, and as they pass the altar lay their offering of flowers upon it. THE SUNDAY SCHOOL ANNIVERSARY. The May Walk as Celebrated In Brook - 13n and New York, There are few days in the calendar tlrat are more heartily enjoyed in the homes of Brooklyn than the one set apart during the month of May for Brooklyn's Sunday school anniversary, with its grand proces- sion, that has come to be known as the May walk. These celebrations, which beartin ninny years ago with only a few Sunday schools represented, have become very formidable affairs, and in Brooklyn throw the Chil- dren s day quite into the shade This festival occurs on a week day, and while the procession, with its banners and badges, is the leading feature, ice cream, cake, music, and a good time gen- erally play no inconspicuous part in the entertainment. So great an army have these Sunday school paraders become, numbering at the last procession 60.000 souls, it is divided into ten divisions, each directed by its own special marshal, and all under the command of a grand mar- shal. Each division in turn is made up of various Sunday schools under the (thee - ti ai of captains or leaders appointed lot the day. A MAY WALK IN BROOKLYN. ' Thew divisions congregate at an- ap- pointed place, finally joining forces , far tint grand annual parade in Prospeet park. Each division has its banner, as does each Sunday school, und very proud are liaise - who are selected for th 3 honorable posi- tion of standard bearers. The last procession was reviewed by -the mayor, who made an appropriate trAdtvele to these young soldiers of the church When the weather is proiiil ions OA children dress in white, and new hats and mashes are the order of the day • l'Or a fortnight previous to this eelebrat ion the Brooklyn stems aavertise new eprieg bon. nets and gowns for the aMay.walknwith the same zeal that modistes and milliners in New York city carry on their openings of Eaeter lizts and dresses pre % Iona t o 'past er Sunday. As this celebration does not in the slightest contlict with the regular Chit. &vice day, uet a few churches obser ve both, on the principle that toe nmel, kaleasuire. providing it be of a healthful nature. cannot be introduced into thetie ittindaz, schools,, ,-•••••

Jefferson County Sentinel (Boulder, Mont.), 01 June 1888, located at <>, image provided by MONTANA NEWSPAPERS, Montana Historical Society, Helena, Montana.