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THE RECORD.
Our ev‘ r" deed
Each day we tube the pencil and i dite
On a new page—our wishes. hopes and fears.
For good or ill. And so 011 thro the years
The record grows, of every day and night.
We may not look
At what we once have therein written, but
'l'hro’ memory; nor may we ever erase
A single thing that in there has 1t; place.
Till all is finished, and our book islshut.
0 soul. take heed
That in this life’s book naught shall e‘or
oflend;
Have thou a care about thine every act.
That thy book’s beauty may appear in act,
Nor blot, nor blemish mar it to the end:
A DETECTIVE’S LOSS.
Inspector Hookyer had served his
twenty-five years in the detective
force, and his colleagues were enter-
taining him at a little farewell dinner,
in anticipation of his forthcoming re-
tirement. The Chairman having eulo
gized the guest of the evening to an
extent that brought a blush to the face
of that case-hardened oflficer, the In-
spector rose to reply, and at the finish
he said:
“The Chairman has said that I never
let a man slip through my fingers af-
ter I had once got on his track, but I
am sorry to‘say he is wrong. I am
bound to acknowledge that once an of-
tender was too clever for me.”
"Tell us about it!” arose sponta-
neously from almost every throat; and
Inspector Hookyer, in response to the
request, gave the story.
“It was a good many years ago now
when I had intrusted to" me a case of
a young woman named Eliza Thick-
broom, who had een found dead (ev-
idently murdered by having her throat
cut) in some fields adjoining the canal
near a town in Lancashire. She had
been a domestic servant, and was of
a very retiring, staid disposition, and
bore an irreproachable character. Her
friends lived in quite another part of
the country, and her mistress had no
knowledge of her keeping company or
anything of that kind. For some time
1 had considerable difiiculty in fixing
the crime or any reason for it upon
any one; but at last, after a lot of in-
quiry I ascertained that she had been
walking out with a man named Lam-
prey, who lived near Stockport, in
Cheshire, some thirty miles from
where Eliza Thickbroom resided.
“It seemed that the girl had been in
the habit of spending her holiday,
when she had a day ed, in going to
Stockport, where Lamprey met her,
and that, hearing something to his dis—
credit, she had refused to have any-
thing more to do with him, and, so
far, nothing further was known to im-
plicate Lamprey in the crime; but I,
of course, at once took a train to
Stockport and proceeded to hunt up
Lamprey, and to make inquiries in the
town where'he resided.
"I knew nothing about him except
his name, but from the local police and
captions questions of one and another,
I ascertained that he had been a sailor
and was then a ‘steeplc—jack,’ and one
of the best climbers known.
“ ‘Jack Lamprey!’ cried one man to
whom I had spoken. ‘Ah, he can climb
for sure, can Jack! Why, he climbed
up to the very top of you steeple
(pointing to the church hard by, which
had a spire remarkably tall and slen-
der, and very hard to mount). ‘After
the storm had damaged the weather
cock, Jack climbed up and fixed it all
alone for the parsOn, and he refused
to be paid for it!’
“The man seemed to look upon Lam-
prey’s refusing payment as more won-
derful than climbing the steeple, and
perhaps he was right. . Well, bit by bit
I found little things which, when
pieced together, pointed unmistakably
to Jack Lamprey as the murderer. He
had, until recently, been seen fre-
quently in and about Stockport with
the girl, but for the last two or three
months she had not been observed in
his company. He had been a jolly
sort of fellow, but since the girl had
ceased her visits it had been noticed
that he ha'd become moody and silent,
and he had taken to drink a good deal,
although he had previously been a
most abstemious man.
"He was away from his lodgings on
the night of the murder, and on his
return early the next day he was
travel-stained,'as if he had walked a
His landlady remembered
that he had told her he had fallen
down in some chemical works where
he had. been on a job, and had stained
his clothes,- and she recollected that
immediately after his arrival home he
had busied himself brushing and
sponging his garments.
'I took every precaution to prevent
any one kno‘wing that he was ‘want-
ed,’ but some ‘pal’ must have got to
suspect it and given him the warning.
The police in Liverpool had been wired
to, and had kept watch of all trains in
the direction of Stockport, and toward
the evening of the second day I re-
ceived the intimation that a man re-
sembling his description had taken the
train and was on his way. Assisted
by a local detective who knew the
man, I watched every passenger out
of the train on its arrival at Stock-
port, but no Jack Lamprey alighted,
and, on inquiring of the guard, it
seemed prettycertain that he "had got
out at Cl..-:1dle. a station a few miles
outside S. .x-kport-
‘It was the beginning of winter, and
night had set in, so that it was ex-
tremely doubtful if we could follow
the man, but we took a train which
was just going out of the station, and
111' a few minutes were'at Cheadle. I
there made certain that my man had
got out. He had booked for Stockport
and had given up his ticket; but do all
We ‘could we could get no trace of him.
He had left the station immediately
on leaving the train; no one knew him,
and we could find no one to tell us
anything more. So, hoping perhaps to
pick up a clew on the road, we walked
back to Stockport, and so on to the
town where he lived. which was a few
s
miles the other side, but our tramp
“'1.“ EU \lilil.
in :11e public house which he fre-
1;: tested I came across a. man to whom
i had previously spoken, who seemed
to know Lamprey in a very distant
sort of way, and I turned the conver-
sation on the man I wanted.
“ ‘Ah! I’ve just seen him,’ said the
fellow. ‘About an hour ago, or may-
hap a little more. He was going to
Macclesfield, he said, to catch the ear-
ly train in the morning to Stalford-
shire, where he’s got another job. He
seemed in a mighty hurry, too.’
“I had reason afterward to think
that this man was the one who had
given Lamprey warning, ut whether
that was so or not his information that
night appeared to be correct, for I met
several people who had seen Jack go-
ing across the fields to Marple, which
was his best way of getting to Mac-
clesfield from the place he lived in;
but when I arrived at Marple station
I was at fault again, for no train had
been out for quite two hours, and al-
though I waited till the last train to
\Iacclesfield had left, Lamprey did not
show up.
“Tired and vexed beyond descrip-
tion, I tramped back and got what rest
I could, hoping that something might
turn up in the morning to assist me in
recovering the ground I had lost.
“Sure enough, the something did
turn up in the morning, and some-
thing which confirmed my fears,
though I felt that I had got my man
dead if I had missed him alive. . rI‘he
postman came round soon after 7, be-
fore it was quite light, and I had only
just got up when a boy came running
with a letter, which had been deliv-
ered at the police station. It bore the
Marple postmark, and was addressed
to ‘The Detective from London.’
“Tearing it open I read something
like this:
“ ‘From John Lamprey. I know you
are after me, and I know what for. I
managed to keep out of your way to-
night, and I meant to try and get
down south, but you are sure to have
me, sooner or later, so I’ve determined
to make an end of it. Look at the
church steeple when you get this to-
morrow morning.’
“The church steeple was a tall and
prominent feature whichever way you
turned, and I had only to go to the end
of the street to get a full view of it.
When I got there and looked up, I
saw something that gave me a start.
In the uncertain light of the early
morning I could distinguish against the
gray sky, hanging by the neck to one
of the iron loops which serve for a
ladder on the side of the spire, the fig-
hreuof- a man!
“ ‘So much for Jack Lamprey!’ I said
to myself, as I hurried to the police
station.
trouble’”
“By the time I had been to the sta-
tion and back to the church it was
broad daylight, and, of course, the
body hanging aloft had been seen and
a crowd had already collected, every
one recognizing it as that of Jack
Lamprey.
“ ‘A strange freak,’ I remarked to
the sergeant who was with me.
“ ‘I don‘t think so,’ he replied. ‘Jack
had made himself a sort of hero over
going up the spire to repair the vane,
and there was nothing more likely to
occur to his mind thanto finish his ca-
reer at the same place.’
“There was no one round Stockport
lwho would venture up the spire, and
a telegram had to be sent to Staly-
[bridge for a man to come and get the
'body down.
It was past midday be-
fore the steeple-jack arrived, and by
that time half Stockport had heard of
the adair. \Vork was discarded, and
an immense crowd collected to witness
the sight. Every foot of the man’s
way up the steeple was watched by
thousands of eyes, and when, at last,
he approached the swaying body of
Jack Lamprey, the tongues which had
been loudly wagging were hushed as
if by common consent.
“I shall never forget the few min-
utes that followed, while the steeple-
jack (now looking the size of a little
child) made his way very cautiously
close up to the body, and fixing a rope
to it, made his preparations for lower-
ing it to his assistant, who was wait-
ing on the top of the square tower 0
receive it. There was something aw-
fully sad and solemn about it all!
“In due course the assistant received
the corpse, which he let down to the
ground, and everyone around me re-
marked that he swung it roughly to
the earth, without showing the respect
which might have been looked for. In
fact, some actually called out ‘Shamel’
“But all at once the hush which had
fallen upon the crowd was broken by
a storm of jeers and laughter! The
thing which had given us all this trou-
ble was nothing but a guy! And I
never felt such a fool in all my life.,
“So that he might get nearly a day’s
start, Lamprey had cleverly misled me
the night before. While I had been
wasting my time at Marple, he had
been employed in stuffing the suit of
clothes which he had taken from his
lodgings-with straw. making a very
passable representation of himself;
and in the middle of the night he had
climbed the steeple [which was child’s
play to him), and left his etii gy the1e
to deceive me and lull me into inac-
tion.
‘I need not dwell upon the chaff I
received. It is too painful, even now,
for me to recall without annoyance,
but you may be sure that I quickly
made myself scarce.”
* =1: * * * It * II! *
“Did the fellow get clear away?”
asked some one.
“Yes. He took the train to the east
coast, and succeeded in getting to Hol-
land unnoticed,” replied Inspector
Hookyer. "But- be hanged himself in
real earnest some considerable time af-
terw a1d, leaving a letter behind admit-
ting his guilt, and stating that his con-
science troubled him so that he could
not bear to lwe”—T1d—B1ts.
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if an,“- ‘W "
“He has saVed me any more.
‘ famous both in New York and Chi-
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THE “ SILVER”MODEL.
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[POSED FOR THE MONTANA STATUE
' AT THE WORLD’S FAIR.
Is Now Deserted by Friends and Relatives,
and Recently Occupied a. Public Cot in
the Alcoholic Ward of One of New
York City's Hospitals. '
The woman who was chosen by the
state of Montana as its ideal of beauty
was recently an inmate of the alco-
holic ward of Bellevue Hospital. Four
years ago she was known to the whole
nation as a model of physical perfec-
tion, now she is an object to stir min-
gled pity and disgust.
The unhappy woman is Mrs. Caro-
line Louise Beach. She posed as the
model of the great solid silver statue
of Justice, which Montana sent to the
World’s Fair. This statue which
stood in the facade of the Montana
building, was the most notable of the
State’s exhibit and was not the least
remarkable feature of the entire expo-
sition. The face was that of Ada Re-
han, but possibly out of modesty ithe
' famous actress made no further con-
tribution to the statue.
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CAROLINE LOUISE BEACH.
The model was selected from a vast
number of applicants by Sculptor
Park. Mrs. Beach’s figure was very
beautiful and as near to the propor-
tions immortalized by Greek sculpture
as an artist could hope to find on this
earth. In size she was most heroic, for
she was five feet nine and a half in-
ches high and weighed 170 pounds.
Grace and strength were as happily
combined in her as in the Venus de
Milo. .
She posed as Diana at Madison
Square Garden, and created a furor.
The stage was darkened for a moment,
and then the calcium turned on, and
they beheld Diana—apparently Diana
of the Madison Square Tower, made
cago.
DIANA.
To destroy such beauty seems no or-
dinary sin, but that is what Caroline
Louise Beach has done. Today she is
.istorted and hideous, with hardly a
trace discernible of the charms that at-
tracted a nation.
Her former beauty lends great inter-
est to the sordid but tragic story of her
life. In the beginning she was a vain
woman, who married a! good steady
business man in a small Illinois town.
Shedeveloped a craving for notoriety.
{he moved to Chicago, and they drifted
apart. She and her husband were not
living together when she became the
model for the Montana statue. After
that her father renounced her, and she
came to New York.
Life-Saving Vests.
The London managers of a great
Sheffield (England) manufacturing
firm is authority for the statement
that four well-known American mil-
lionaires have recently ordered coats
and vests made of steel. This armor
is of light chain mail, allowing per-
fectly free movements, does not inter-
fere with perspiration, and weighs
very little indeed. When a. man has
worn a mail coat for a week or two,
the manufacturer says, he gets quite
used to it, and suffers no inconven-
ience whatever.
While these coats will not turn a bul-
let. nor prevent the penetration of a
dagger or sword at short range, they
are sufliciently strong to turn either a
sword or a dagger driven at long
reach. A spent bullet will not aifect
them in the slightest degree. The
same manufacturer saysthat in the
last five years his firm has received
more than 900 orders for light armor.
A number of English statesmen pro-
tect themselves by using this armor.
Quite a number of millionaires are
credited with the possession of these
that while few people imagine it, they
are worn very generally by prominent
men. '
An Aggravated Case. -_
“Why under the sun does Whimpcrly
want a divorce? His wife had a great
deal of money when he married her.”
“And she has it yet. That’s the whole
‘1'ouble."-Detroit Free Press.
garments of safety, and it is alleged,
W E E. KLY 3 OR“; AL K' G A EZTTE , 3,,
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The Story of Abraham Hewitt’sv Struggles
Shows What Yankee Pluck Will Do.
"Ex-Mayor Hewitt. of New York is
one of the few notable men ,who are
natives of the State and life-long resi-
dents of the city.
Mr. Hewitt, who is in his seventy-
fourth year, has lived in New York
since he entered the public schools as
a very young lad. As professor, as
business man, as the executive of the
great benevolent enterprise of Cooper
Institute, as Congressman, Mayor, and
political leader, he has for some fifty
years been constantly active, and a
familiar personality to his lfellow citi-
zens. But it will lbe of interest to“ re-
:call some of the incidents of his early
experiences, as he recounted them in
1886, when Mr. Henry George was {his
chief opponent in the Mayoralty can-
vass. 1:1 :1 speech on October 22, of that
year, Mr. Hewitt said:
“The opposing candidate a‘ttaicks me
because, as 'he says, I am a rich man,
and he asks your suffrages because he
is a poor man. He says that I owe my
riches, such as they are, to a se1ies of
‘happy accidents.’ .
EX- MAYOR HEWI'I'I‘.
“The fi1st of these ‘happy accid‘ents’
was one that I could not help—~my
birth. I was born of a mother who was
a farmer’s daughter and a father who
was 1a mechanic. They were of good,
ready, honest stock, and I was not
brought up on a bottle.
“The next ‘happy acciden’ ’ was that
they were not rich. but poor, honest
people, who earned their daily bread
and brought up their children to rev-
erence God «and give an equivalent for
what they received. My education-—
the next ‘h‘appy accident-Auras in the
public schools of 'the city of New York.
There I learned 'to meet my equals and
to measure my capacity with those
who began life with equal advantages
~—Ian1d honest mind in a sound body.
The next ‘a'ociden‘t’ Was that Columbia.
College gave '11in scholarships free to
the public schools. There were 20, 000
of us went up for ‘those two Scholar-
ships. One of them was given to me.
I was admitted to .tth'ecollege, and l
was obliged to support myself from-
the day I entered to the day I was grad-
uated by rte-aching those whom I could
find who would take me. » Not one dol-
lar of burden did my education impose
upon my parents, who, anxious as they
might be to give 'me an education, were
too poor to do so. And it was perhaps
by another ‘happy acciden‘t’ that I
passed through college at the 1head of
my class.
“It Was certainly through another
‘accident' that abdurt this time I be- '
dame nearly blind. I was compelled to
pass a year !in Europe, during which I
lived upon the 'lit‘tle money I had saved
by my teaching. Another ‘varccidenlt’
was that the ship in which I was went
to the bottom, and I was saved in one
of rthe small boats, in company with a
man who has 'been my friend and
brother and will ‘be to the end of my
life. I landed at New York in mid-
wintor, in a borrowed suit of sailor’s
clothing, and I had three silver dol-
1am in my pocket, my entire worldly
wealth. ’
“I was then twenty-two years old,
and that ‘accid-ent’ Was the turning
point of my life. It taught me for the
first time that I could stand in the face
of death without [fear and without
flinching. It taught me another thing
—that my life, which had (been miracu-
lously rescued, belonged not 'to true,
and from that hour I gave it to the
work which from that time has been
in my thoughts—the welfare of my fe‘l-
low-citizens. For thirty years I have
never turned aslide from that task.
The task which I had set for myself
was to contribute, as far as I could,
to the employment of men, so that they
could help themselves and not be made
the subjects of public charity. Self-
help is the remedy IfOl‘ all the evils of
which men complain. I have hadfllto
help myself from the earliest year I
can remember, and eve1y. struggling
young man who chooseseto follow .the
same rule, who will help himself and
not «become dependent on public or pri-
vate charity, can achieve .a measure of
success that will satisfy every inde-
pendent citizen.”
Lucid Explanation.
“What’s the matter with your new
check trousers, Freshly? The dormer
section seems to have sulfered
eclipse.” . ‘
“Yaas’ Dooced shame. You see. I
wasn’t looking where-ah I was trav-
eling, and I unfawtunately dwopped
into that mud bank yaunder.”
“Really! Well, that was a poor in-
vestment. The bank blacklisted you,
“perhaps, because it was felt to be :1
case of premature check upon de-
posit.”~——Washington Star.
Indefinitely Postponed.
“Why, old man, I didn’t think she
'would utterly refuse you. ”
“.Well. it was about the same thing. "
"How so?”
“Well, she said she was willing to
wait for me until I could suppou m1 "
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«PRINCE 11M) GUEST.
czmrs MINISTER nAcso oven NEW
a YORK. CENTRAL_ TRACKS.
Was John Magill When He Was Support-
in}; His Family Here on His Earnings as
a. Bolt Maker—Now, as Prince Hilkofl.
Inspecting Our Railroads.
An engine and three cars pulled out
of the New York Grand Central sta-
tion at 8 'o’clock recently, and sped
away over the tracks of the New York
Central and Hudson River Railroad.
One of the cars was the “Mariquita,”
the priVate car of H. IValter Webb,
Third Vice-President of the road. The
mission of the train was to carry over
the road on a tour of inspection the
personal representative of of the Czar
of Russia, sent here to observe the me;
thods employed in constructing and
operating American railways. The
Czar’s representative is Prince Michael
Hilkofl, Imperial Minister of Ways of
Communication of Russia. On the
train alsowere Prince Hilkoff’s suite,
including his “son, Prince Michaela-
vitch of the Imperial Engineering
Corps, as civil attache; Col. Tchert-
koif of the Imperial Guards, military
attache, and a private sec1"eta1y.Be-
sides these there were Mr. @C1eighton
Webb, Mr. George II. Daniels, gen-
eral passenger agent; Mr. Edgar VanQ
Etten, general superintendent; Col.
Katte, chief engineer of the road, Ma-
jor Pangborn, and a representative of
the United States Associated Presses.
Just before he boarded the , train
Prince Hilkofi? was asked to say some-
thing about what he had seen and
heard since arriving in America.
“Oh, my,” he said in English that
had little or no accent, “if I said any-
thing, I would have to talk a week, and
you’d cry ‘Stop’ before I had finished.
Besides, that’s a question you should
ask a foreigner who has never been
here before. The answer from me
would be like the one given by a man
who has come home after he has been
away a long time. I feel that I could
hardly be classed as a foreigner. This
is my third visit here. The first time.
I came I was a mere boy, and stayed
a year. The second time I was a young
man, and stayed seven years. During
that time I learned the value of a dol-
lar, as you say, for I supported myself
and my family on what I earned as a
bolt maker, a blacksmith, an engineer,
and whatnot. This time: my stay will
be very limited and very hurried. I
have had a royal good time, been
treated as only Americans can treat
their guests, acquired a lot of informa‘
tion, and have learned to admire more
than ever the wonderful land that I
feel is mine by adoption. Good-by.”
The engine whistled, the conductor
raised his hand in signal to the en-
gineer, the train started, and Prince
Michael in Russia, John Magill in the
United States, and Don Miguel in
S‘oufli America, took up again his fiy‘
ing'trip.
Immediately after the .train started
breakfast was served in the dining
car. At Albany a change of engines-
was made, and at Schenectady a half-
hour-stop was made to allow the Prince
to inspect the Ellis Locomotive Works,
and if possible, the works of the Gen-
eral Electric Company. Changes of
engines were again made at Syracuse
and at-Buffalo. Time was given at
Syracuse for an inspection of the shops
there and of other points of interest
connected with the road. The new,
York Central Company issued a souve-
nir of the trip, in the shape of a book-
let containing interesting items of in-
formation about the road and illustra-
tions 'of scenery along the line. On
their return to NewYork, Prince Hil-
kofl? and his suite will go into New
England, and then to W'ashington, Bal-
timore, and points further south.
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A MEDICINE CRAZE.
An Englishman who Swallowed 250,000
Pills and a Man who Drinks No‘strums.
A man in. Vienna has developed a
mania for medicine, of which he swal.
lows large doses daily, although suf-
fering from no illness. This is a form
of lunacy not altogether unknown.
To Heckington, in England, belongs
the honor of being the birthplace of the
largest consumer of medicine the world
has ever known. This was Mr. Sam-
uel Jessup, a rich grazier, who died in
1817. He was in many ways eccentric,
but in none so much as in pill-taking,
or what a chronicler of the period de-
scribes as “a most inordinate craving
for physick.”
The following figures may be regard-
ed as increditable, but there seems to
be no reason to doubt their accuracy.
In the twenty-one years, from 1795
to 1816, Mr. Jessup consumed 226,934
pills, w‘ .ich is at the rate of 10,806 a
year, or 29 a day.
Many more of these were taken in.
the later than in the earlier years.
From 1811 to 1816, a period of, five
years, the rate of consumption aver-
aged seventy-eight a day, while in one
single year, 1814, Mr. J essup swal-
lowed as many as 51,500‘ pills.
These astoundingfigures came- out
in the course of an action tried at the
Lincoln Assizes, in 1817,
apothecary of Bottesford, who had
supplied the whole of the medicine,
sued Mr. J essup for the amount of his
bill. In spite of taking all these pills,
with the addition of 40,000 bettles of
mixtures and juleps and electuaries,
Mr. Jessup, who was unmarried, lived
to the age of sixty-five.
cary’s bill, for the amount of which
he was sued, covered no less than
fifty-five long and closely written c0132
umns.
Fireside Confidence.
“If I should die you would never get
another wife who would look after
you as I have done.”
1 “No; not if I could help it.”—Chi-
cago Record.
,first stanza of “America.”
when an.
The apothe-_
,1. SLAUGHTER-.0?" esows. :21
1'th Were Cunning, but Glossonberry Ex-
terminated 177 011‘th at Last.
J ohu Glossonberry, an elderly farmer
_ living in a rocky vale near Northfleld,
in the Watershed of the Butternut
Brook ‘which flows into the Waterbury,
resegvoir, long deemed himself able
to cope with almost all of the difficul-
ties which beset the life of a Connecti-
cut agriculturist but lately he has been
forced to confess that a flock of crows
on his premises proved too smart.
About a mile from Glossonberry’s
wood-colored farmhouse is a good sized
tract of handsome pine trees that for
:1
years sheltered an increasing flock of
crows. For more than a year this
flock was a menace to his grain, his
gardens and finally to his poultry yard.
I
So numerous and bold had the crows ,~
become last summer that they not only
robbed his hens and turkeys of their.
eggs but also distracted the attention
of the brood hens and stole small
chickens. Three or four crows would
attack ‘a hen and her brood and in a
day or two carry off all but the mother.
As soon as he finished his husking »
Glossonberry took his shotgun from
the hooks over his front door, and sal-
lied forth to the crow roost in the pine
woods with avowed intention of wag-
ing a war of extermination upon the
crows. He got one shot at them and
brought down a single bird. The rest
of them rose in a cawing, angry cloud,
and GIOSSonberry could not get the
cunning marauders within range
again. 6
Glossonberry at length hit upon a
plan of warfare which makes him to— '
day a fairly well satisfied man as far
as killing crows is conCerned. After
two weeks of Work with the box traps
he caught two crows aliVe. These he
pinned on their backs to the ground in
am open field near the roost.- They
were held by their wings between
pegs, yet not so closely as to preVent
them from fluttering. Crows are in-
quisitive when they see other crows
in trouble and when Glossenberry’s
crows saw the struggling captives the
whole lot flew about them. The cap—
tive crows tackled fiercely the first of
the flock that came near and held on
tenaciously. This brought on a full—
fledged crow riot and the whole flock
was soon in a fight. The air above
the spot was black with crows.
Glossonberry and his party waited
until the fight extended to the whole
flock and then they began blazing
away at the birds. All the usual cau-
tion of the crows seemed to be gone.
The birds continued the fight despite
the approach of the men and the shots.
There were four gunners in the party,
and they used cartridges of coarse
shot, firing as rapidly as possible.
When they finished, a remnant of the
flock had flown away leavihg 177 dead
and wounded on the ground. The sur-
vivors have made themselves scarce
about Gl‘ossonberry’s farm ever since.
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His neighbo1s declare that his last ex
pedient would have failed but for?
unexpected conduct of the captive
crows in grappling with their inquisi-
tive visitors.
w Ignorance of Our National Songs.
At the close of a concert on board
an ocean steamship during the past
summer an attempt was made by the
saloon passengers to sing both “My _
Country, ’tis of Thee,” and “God Save
the Queen.” There were in the party
two hundred and eighty-six American
passengers and twenty-four of English
birth. When the air of “America” was
struck up it was unhappily revealed
that not enough of the two hundred
and eighty-six Americans were famil-
iar with the words of the song to carry
it through the first stanza! The Eng—
lish smiled. With the collapse of
“America” the turn came for “God
Save the Queen,” and every one of the
twenty-four English men and women
knew the words and sang the song
through lustily. At a great children’s
festival near New York, about the
same time, a similar state of afiairs
was revealed; it was impossible for
the children to sing, audibly, the words
of more than one verse of “America.”
A goodly percentage of our people can-
not correctly repeat the words of the
One reason
for this is that we have practically
three National songs: “America,”
“The Star Spangled Banner” and “The
Red, White and Blue.” One of these
ought to be distinctly recognized as
the song ofthe nation. Then we should
learn it. It is not creditable to our
patriotism that we falter and halt, and
break down when we attempt to sing
our National songs.
ZI MM ERHACKLE’S —OBSER'VATI'ONS.
0 yes, Ethel, mittens are very
"hand”y things in cold weather.
The man who can get mad and not
show it is a an advantage every time.
Annie Smith of Kentucky hung her-
self in the wood shed. And yet if we
suggested that it was a clear case of
suspendcr “Annie”mation some tender
hearted person woodshed tears, prob-
ably n-
Tho government now uses ink on its
five-11011111 bills that does not fade. If
it will now i1np1ove on the paper so
the hills themselves won’t fade away ,
so quickly the favor will be apprecia- ,
tcd.
Bloobs: “I believe that if every man i
would turn over to his wife all his in-
wane and let her 1un the house, there
would be more money left at the end
of the yca1. ” 3
Snobbs: ‘ Do you do it?” ‘
Blobbs: “Well—ah—no—that is, l--
i—but then my case is a very peculiar
)ne. —Dansville Breeze.
Enticing Tooth Pulling.
A sign on an avenue in one of our
large cities advertising a certain meth~
ad of "painless” toothpulling says: "It
is entirely pleasant. and rather entic-
ing than otherwise.”
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