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THE TRUMPETER.
The Fourteenth Regiment of Caval-
ry was about to start on an Indian
campaign. The baggage wagons were
loaded; the horses were saddled and
bridled; the soldiers, in their stout-
est uniforms and gray field hats, with
cartridge- belts about their waists,
armed with pistols, carbines and sa-
d waiting for the order to
mountsfiO
Colonel Warrick, equipped for field
duty, stood on his proch, pulling on
his gauntle-ts.
A young soldier with a bugle swung
across his shoulder was at the foot
of the steps. His hair was light
brown; his blue eyes had both a. deter‘
mined and harum-scarum light in
them; his mouth was firm, his chin
square, and his figure was erect, slim
and supple. When Mrs. Warrick came
out on the porch and said, “Good
morning, J eoffrys ” pleasantly, he took
off his hat with an unembarrassed
grace and courtesy that one does not
always see in the private soldier.
“Jeoffrys,” said the colonel, “sound
‘Prepare to mount.’ ”
“Yes, sir,’ said Jeoffrys, saluting
and going down the walk to the parade
ground, where he make his bugle cry
out with an almost human voice, full
of a. man’s glory in his strength, and
of anticipation of stirring times to
come.
“You’ re not going to take that child
with you?” said Mrs. Warrick.
“Of course,” said the colonel;
in the service and must take
chances with the rest.”
“But you could have left him be-
hind’ You are going to leave. two
trumpeters, aren’t you?”
“Yes, but the Baby Trumpeter would
die of chagrin if he were one of them.
He’s so glad that he’s going to see
real service that he wants to dance
and shout. Poor fellow!”
The colonel’s voice was kind and
sad. He was thinking of the little
boy who died twelve years ago.
“Try to take care of him. Think
how his mother would feel if he should
be killed!” said Mrs. Warrick.
“Oh, yes, Ill keep my eye on him,“
said the colonel. “Good- bye, old la-
dy.”
Their hands met in a firm clasp 01
real affection and good- fellowship.
“Good-bye, dear!” said Mrs. War.
rick. “God bless you! Come back
with your scalp—or even without it—
only come.”
Two months had passed, and it was
now late in the summer. The regi-
(the)s
his
zment—what was left of it—was e11.
camped on the banks of a. narrow
stream in the Indian Territory. The
faces that the fire-light flickered on
were stern. In front of the colonel’s
tent the colonel and his staff were sup.
ping together—supping on a small
piece of bacon and a. half cup of cof-
fee apiece. When the meal was fins
ished the colonel told the Baby Trum-
peter to sound the officers’ call.
As the officers assembled Jeoffry:
took his stand behind the colonel’a
chair, and every one waited to hear
what the colonel was going to say.
“Gentlemen,” he began, “we have.
barely enough food to last, with the
utmost care, two days longer. The
Seventh Cavalry, that was to have
been sent to help us, and to bring
provisions, is doubtless now on the
march, but owing to our unexpected
change of course, is marching in an
exactly opposite direction. Unless we
can reach it we must sta1ve, and to
attempt to reach it is suicidal, for, as
you know, we are surrounded by more
than ten times our number of well~
armed Indians, and our ammunition is
practically gone. I want any of you
who can suggest anything, to do it.”
For a few moments silence reigned
Then the Baby Trumpeter stepped up
and saluted.
“Colonel,” he said, “let me go and
bring the Seventeenth to you.”
The colonel looked at him with a
growing sense of surprise on his face.
“Why, Jeo’ffrys,”- he said, “it’s a
perfectly wild idea. And even if any
one should be reckless enough to un
dertake such a. task, it should be an
old soldier—one who has had experi-
ence with Indians.”
“1 have had experience with them
for two months, sir,” said Jeoffrys
with a grin-
“Yes, and you have done well,” said
the colonel, and Jeoffrys drew a quick
breath of gratification. “So well,"
the colonel went on, that I don’t want
to throw you away uselessly.”
“But I believe I could make it, colo-
nel,” said Jeoffrys. “Let me go.”
“You don’t realize the danger.”
“Yes, sir, I do, but ‘nothing ven-
ture, nothing win,’ ” and again Jeof-
frys grinned. _
“Very well, Jeoffrys, you may try
it,” said the colonel. I don’t know
that it is any pleasanter to be butch
ered in company than alone, and as
butchery is apparently what awaits
us all, you may take the lonely death
if you choose.”
“Thank you, sir,” said Jeoffrys, a.
if a great favor had been conferred
upon him.
In half an hour he was back again
at the colonel’s tent ready to start.
“What are your orders, sir?” said
Jeoffrys.
“I have none,” said the colonel
Then, as he look-ed at the eager, hand-
some boy, his face softened.
“Jeoffrys, how old are you?” he
said.
“I enlisted as twenty-one, and that‘s
the only lie I ever told, colonel; but i
had to get in the army!
wait! I’ll be‘twenty next month, si1
—but please don’t tell!”
‘Nevc1, on my honor!”
colonel.
“':."--.01 see, s1r " said Jeot‘frys, “my
me km 11: 1d peisuaded me not to acce; 21
an ap )Ollltlilent to West- Point when ll
said the
5
I couldn’t —
was offered to me. Her only brother
was in the army, and was killed in an
Indian campaign, and she said _ she
couldnt bear to give me up; but I
couldn’t stand it, I had wanted to be
in the army all my life, so I ran away.
I couldn’t go off and leave her w'th-
out a word, but neither could I tell
her what I was going to do, so I left-
a note for her, just saying that I went-
ed to make my own way in the world,
and that if I succeeded, I’d let her
know, and that I’d go back to see her
anyhow in five years.” '
“Don’t you think that for her sake
you ought to give'up this wild goose
chase?” said the colonel.
“No, sir, for her sake I think I’d bet—
ter go on,” said Jeoffrys.
“She’d be very proud of you if s‘nIo
knew,” said the colonel.
“Oh, colonel, this isn’t anything,
and she’d be proud of me anyhow,”
said Jeoffrys with a smile, “you know
howxmothers are, sir. Good-bye, or.”
“Good-bye," said the colonel, hold-
ing out his hand.
And Jeoffrys rode out silently into
the moonless night.
He pushed on steadily, through des-
erts, through the narrow belts of wood
that edged the water-courses, across
the almost stagnant streams. Wnen
dawn began to break he dismounted
and led his horse into a tangle of
brush, on the bank of a little creek.
He loosened the girtns, watered the
horse, and selecting a small, partially
open spot in the jungle, settled down
to spend the day. He drowsed along
until nearly noon, when suddenly,
something—not a noise, he was sure
there was none, but a sense of ap-
proaching danger—brought him to his
feet, and he saw through the leaves
six Indians coming straight towald
him. They were about five hundred
yards away. He whispered “down” to
his horse, and. owing to the perfect
training of our cavalry horses, down
the creature went. Jeoffrys crouched
beside him, a pistol in each hand. The
brush was so thick near the ground
that he could not see, but he could
hear the Indians as they came near-
er.
After what seemed an interminable
length of time, they were close beside
his hiding place. He decided not to
fire until they were upon him' and
they passed by! For a moment every-
thing whirled before his eyes, and then
the temptation to shoot came on him.
It was so strong that he had to lay
down his pistols and clinch his hands.
until the nails cut the flesh.
He kept his horse down nearly all
day, and started out again as soon as
it was dark. At dawn he tied his
horse and climbed a tree to take a
survey of the country, and what
should he see, not three miles off, but
the Seventeenth, baggagp train and
all!
They had been concealed from him
when he was on the ground by a.
slight elevation. He scrambled down
the tree, mounted, and started toward
the command, shouting in- a rush of
exuberance Of spirits. As he went
down the other side of the elevation
he came face to face with three Indians
who had been hiding under bushes,
watching the troops.
If Jeoffrys had been a boy up to that
minute, it all died in him then. It
did not occur to him to value his life
for personal reasons—all he wanted
was to accomplish what he had start-
ed out to do before he was killed.
When the tr00ps came up—for the
firing attracted them at once—they
found Jeoffrys’ horse dead, two des-
perately wounded Indians lying on
the ground, and Jeoffrys and the third
Indian yelling and hopping arOund
each other, the Indian trying to thrust
his knife into Jeoffrys, and Jeo-ffrys
trying to lunge his sabre into the In-
(lieu.
The red men were soon disposed of.
Jeoffrys patted his dead, horse good-
bye with- honest sorrow, mounted one
of the Seventeenth’s led horses, and
”the command started toward the camp
under his guidance. .The Indians had
been keeping faithful watch, but had
mad-e no attack on their bagged game.
It had been their intention to starve
them awhile, and then to fall upon
them, torture and butcher them.
The men in camp were haggard and
worn. They had given up all hope of
rescue, but they were determined to
die hard, and. when, three days after
Jeomys’ departure, there was a. sud-
den uproar among the Indians, the
ready soldiers turned to meet an on-
slaught with sublime recklessness-—
and while they were in the thick of it,
they heard the bugles of the Seven-
teenth calling encouragement—prom-
ising quick relief! Surely never had
music sounded so sweet before!
There was a. sharp fight—and when
the remaining Indians were galloping
away for their lives, the Fourteenth
and the Seventeenth rushed into each
others arms. The Baby Trumpeter
was cheered until the heavens rang.
The men pulled him from his horse
and hrgged him, and the colonel’s eyes
were wet as he clasped the young man’s,
hand.
“You have saved your regiment by
risking your own life, my boy,” he
said (was he thinking again of the
little boy who died?), “and you will
get a medal of honor. I shall recom-
mend you for examination for promo-
tion from the ranks as soon as we get
home. You have won your right to it
by brilliant service on the field of bat-
tle. ”
Jeoffrys, who had been white before,
how became deadly white.
“Colonel—my mother”—he gasped,
and he fell back into the arms of the
men who were c‘roWding around him.
They" had not noticed that the blouse
over his shoulder was saturated with
blood.
”l—le's wounded!”
voices, and though the
shouted 1213-,
‘V OuliCi ' I‘u'IId ‘
tain the web structure.
only painful and not at all dangerous;
the transformation of “the boy into a.
lion was complete.
The homeward march was begun.
They were two weeks on the v. ey, and
It was a. weary time for Jeoffry,s for
he had to travel in an ambulance, and
was not allowed to move about much-
Eor fear his wound would open. -
Hicks, a private, who rod-e with him,
and Whose arm was broken, told Bar-
ry, a corporal, that he thought J eoffrys
was in love, because he had often seen
him looking at a little picture that was
painted on the inside of the case of.
his watch, and though he (Hicks) had
not been able to get a good look at it,
it stood to reason that it must be a
girl.
011 the corporal’s next visit to the
ambulance he seated himself beside
the unsuspicious J-eoffrys, and blush-
ing at the thought of his own
meanness, asked what time it was,
keeping his eyes on the watch
when Jeoft‘rys opened it; and
afterward, when he met Hicks, he told
him that he had seen the picture, and
it wasn’t of a girl, for she had white
hair, and that he thought it was just
1 fancy picture called “Mary Antan-
netty,” for he had once seen one very
much like it painted on a cup when he
had helped a lieutenant’s family to
move, and the lieutenant’s wife’s maid
had told him that that was its name.
Couriers had been sent ahead, and
all was in readiness when the Four-
teenth reached home.
Colonel Warrick halted the column:
in front of his own house, for his wife
was at the gate. While he was speak—
lng to her a white-haired, young-faced
woman came out on the porch and
went down the walk toward them.
“This is Mrs. Gilbert whom I met in
Washington last winter,” Mrs. War-
rick said to the colonel; “the wife of
Iudge Gilbert of Detroit, you know.
She and her husband have been trav-
elling in the West looking after their
mines and were good enouoih to stop
ovei with me for a few days. .
Oh, I am so glad to see you again!”
she went on, shaking hands with the
c ncers, who gathered around her
while the colonel and Mrs. Gilbert ex-
changed greetings.
The ambulance was drawn up beside
her, and she went to the open end
where J eoffrys was sitting. He slipped
to his feet as she came toward him.
“Jeoffrys, oh Jeoffrys, how can I
over thank you enough: she exclaim-
ed, and Jeoffrys smiled broadly in his
frank, unaffected, unembarrassed way,
and protested that he had done noth-
ing to be thanked for.
Mrs. Warwick was still wringing the
boy’s Land when Mrs. Gilbert came to
the ambulance to look at "this gallant
young fellow of whom-she had heard
so much.
“By gum, she’s the one in Jeoffrys’
watch!” gasped Corporal Barry to
Hicks, his eyes bulging, his whole
frame quivering with the desire to
escape that possesses every man at the
prospect of a. scene—but Mrs. Gilbert
only clasped her arms around the
Baby Trumpeter and said in a. stifled
voice: _
“MyI son!”‘——E. Harmon in Illustra-
ted American.
THE SPIDER AS A BAROMETER.
His Actions Are Indicative of Rain or
Sunshine.
The spider is a good example of the
living barometer.. Close observation
of the work on its web castle will soon
enable one to, forecast the weather.
When a high wind or a heavy rain
threatens, the spider may be seen tak-
ing in sail with great energy—that is,
shortening the rope filaments that sus-
If the sterm
is tobe unusually severe or of long
duration, the ropes are strengthened
cswell as shortened, the better to re-
sist the onset of the, elements. Not
until pleasant weather is again. close at
hand will the ropes be lengthened as
before. On the contrary, IWhen you
see the spider running out the slender
filaments, it is certain that calm, fine
weather has set in, whose duration
may be measured by their elongation.
Every twenty-four hours the spider
makessome alteration in its web to
suit the weather. If these changes are
made toward evening, just before sun-
set, a fine clear night may be safely
counted open. When the spider sits
quiet and dull in the middle of its
web, rain ls-not far off. If it be active
however, and continues so during a
shower, then it will be of brief dura-
tion, and sunshine will follow.
,Lord Rosebery’s \Vitticism.
During Lord Rosebery’s term as For-
eign Secretary in Mr. Gladstone’s last
administration, he was often'annoyed
by an elderly female who paid him
daily visits to get his opinion on mat-
ters of no importance. to him whateva
er. Finally, becoming exasperated at
the woman, he gave the doorkeep-ers
orders not to admit her under any cir-
cumstances. However, not a day
passed that she did not make an effort
to gain a hearing, and on an unusually
late visit happened to meet the sec-
retary just as he was about to enter
his carriage.
“Lord Rosebery,” said she breath-'
lessly, “I must see you on a most im-
portant subject, and at once.’ I '
“Very well, madam,’ said the ur-
bane Secretary of State, holding open
the door of the vehicle for her, “I beg
of you to get in.’
Delighted to be invited to drive with
so important a. personage, the talka-
tive lady jumped into the carriage,
Rosebery gently closing the door on
her, and befo1e she could expostulate,
she heard him saying to the coach-
man. -
“Take the lady wherever she wishes
to go, James, and then home.”
Looking out of the window, the now
hate occu pant saw her late victim
stepping into a cab.- -’Harpers Round 3 I
Table.
T HE E v E 151- 1 N G GAZE TTE ' 'I
HIS LAUGH Hls FORTUNE;
It Won Him Friend! and Disconoerted
His Enemies.
“Ever hear of a man who 'made a
fortune out of his laugh?” said a guest
of the St. Charles to a New Orleans
Times—Democrat reporter. “I once
knew a man whose laugh was posi-
tively' 'his fortune. His name was
John D. Adams, and 'he was a typi-
cal steamboatman of Arkansas, and
in addition to his steamboating he was
11 planter of extensive interests, and
was connected with other business en—I
terprises. He was the first man to run
a steamboat up the Arkansas River,
and his name in that State to-day is a
synonym for genialty, courage and
business success. He was very suc-
cessful, and his friends used to at-
tribute his success to his wondrous
laugh. It was not boisterous, yet loud
find was so musical and jolly that one
could imagine old Kris Kringle was
personified in him. Other river men
would say that his laugh got him all
the government mail contracts. 'He
would go' to Washington, get ac-
quainted with the man who had charge
of the contracts, and he, like all of
Adam’s new acquaintances,
soon come under the infection of his
magnetic laugh, and form a. genuine
admiration for the grizzled old steam-
boatman
Amazing tales were told of his cour-
age and his steamboat experiences.
On one occasion, when an accident
happened to his boat and the passen-
gers became panic-stricken, he calmed
them as if by magic by calling them
children, and laughing at their fear—
his famous laugh compelling confl‘
dence and mirth by its very melody
and jollity. He even used his laugh
when very much angered, but it was
of a different character, and death
lurked behind it. In a steamboat
quarrel with three desperadoes, once,
he denounced them with a laughing.
accompaniment, a cynical, chilling,
dangerous kind of a. laugh, his eyes
glittering like a snake’s, and his fore-
finger o~n his revolver, ready to dash
out the life of the first one who made
a move. One of the desperadoes said
afterward, in speaking of the occur-
rence, that 'he never felt so queerly 3.
3 One of the gamblers so far overcame
before'in his life. He said he felt an
though the very marrow in his bone
was being frozen.”
COSTLY BALLAST.
Three Cnrloads of Rich Ore Spread ona
Railroad Track.
Five hundred dollar ore is not com-
monly used for repairing railroad
grades, but $40,000 worth was dumped
on the Gulf track near the Arkansas
River, near Pueblo, a. short time ago,
says the Denver Post, The ore was
in three carloads consigned to the
Pueblo smelter from Creede, and was
turned over to the Philadelphia smelt-
er because the former plant was un—
dergoing repairs.
A carload of cinders and these three
cars of ore were hauled out on the
Gulf tracks, and a, section foreman,
mistaking the entire four for refuse,
proceeded to strew it along the right
of way. A day or two elapsed before
the loss of the ore was discovered, and
the excitement that resulted may be
readily imagined. When it was found
that the ore had been put on high
ground and that water had fortunate-
ly not reached, it and washed it away,
the rejoicing of the railroad and smelt-
er men was pleasing to behold.
Practically all of the valuable stuff
was gathered up and saved.
, Everything Invert—ed.
In Japan—if the bull'may be permit-
ted—after dinner speeches are made
before dinner, thus insuring brevity,
and furnishing the topics for conversa-
tion. In “Feudal and Modern Japan,”
the author states that it is the absorb-
ing desire of the young ladies to grow
old, that they may share the reverence
given to age:
The best rooms of the house are in
the rear. A Japanese entering it takes
off his shoes instead of his hat. If he
takes up a. book to read, he opens it at
the back. He reads from right to left,
instead of from left to right. The let-
ters are arranged vertically instead of
horizontally. The larger margin of
the page is at the top instead of at the
bottom, and the foot-notes are at the
top.
If he writes a letter, he will take a
roll instead of a sheet, write along the
curve of the roll a. missive which be-
gins exactly as one of ours would end
and vice versa, and then putting it in-
to an envelope opening at the end, and
addressing it to United States, Ohio,
Cincinnati, Smith, John, Mr., he will
would .
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ELECTRICITY ANO‘ awareness...-
Fears That the Little Warblers May Be
Exterminated. ‘
An English journal has become
alarmed at the relation of electricity,
to song birds, which it ,maintains is
closer than that of ,cats and fodder
crops.
see that electricity may extirpate the
song bird. Yet, unless. some unknown
factor intervene, the chain Iof cause
and effect would seem to be far. simpler '
than that of the cat that kills the field.
mice that would rifle the nests of the
bumble bees that ought to fertilize the
red clover. With the exception of the;
finches, all the English song birds may
be said to be insectivorous, and their
diet consists chiefly of vast numbers
of very small insects, which they col-
loci; from the grass and herbsbefore
the dew is dry. As the e1ectric light
is finding its way for street illumina-
tion into the country parts of Eng-
land, these poor winged atoms are
slain by thousands at each light ev-
ery warm summer evening, batter-
ing themselves against the globes until
the ground beneath is strewnwith them
The fear is expressed that when Eng-
land is lighted from one end to the
other with electricity, the song birds
will die out from the failure of their
food supply. Americans have long
:been familiar with the. destruction of
insects wrought by are lights in the
warm months, but it is not on record
that the naturalists in this country,
have given themselves any particular
concern about it, or that it has react-
ed to any serious extent against any
other part of the animal kingdom.
CHINESE CONSERVATISM.
It Took the Celestial Some Time to See
the Utility of Telegraphy.
Many tales have been told of the
unwillingness of the Chinese to see
the advantages of the introduction
of the telegraph into China. A tele-
graph journal now adds to the number
by the recital of an incident connect-
l1e first cable along the coast
from Pel {in to Shanghai Soon after
the cable was laid a lottery drawing
came off: in Pekin, in which many of
the residents of Shanghai held tickets.
his distrust of the cable as to have the
winning numbers sent him, and he
bought the tickets bearing them from
his more skeptical townsmen, realiz-
ing a small fortune on the transaction.
Not long after there was a scanty,
*crop of rice in the upper provinces,
and 3, Shanghai merchant telegraphed
to Pekin instructions to buy heavily.
The ultimate result was that he sold
out at an immense profit and retired on
an independency. By degrees it began
to dawn on the Chinese that it was just
as well not to tear down telegraph
wires, as the telegraph was a; fairly,
good thing to have around,
Both Qualifications.
There is a large coinage of good
stories about Hannibal Hamlin up in
Maine, and this is one of them: In
his earlier days, at a. certain caucus in
Hampden, the only attendants were
himself and Ia citizen of large stature.
Mr. Hamlin had some resolutions to
pass which began by representing that
they were presented to a. “large and
respectable’“ gathering of voters.
‘Hoifimz “"’ 32"“ the other man, “we
can’t pass that, for it ain’t true! It
ain’t a large and respectable caucus!
There’s only two of. us.”
still,” brother,” commanded the wily
Hannibal. “It’s all right, for you are
large and I am respectable. You just
keep still.” So the resolutions were
passed without further demur.—Living
Church.’ . .1
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New; \Vay'to LigIht' Matches.
profitable noonday pastime among
the gamins who frequent the vicinity
a“ wf
\
of the Reading Terminal never fails
to drawI‘a large and interested crowd,
says the Philadelphia. Press. One of
the boys will lay ten matches in an
even row on the hard asphalt. The
heads of the matches all point the-
same way and the matches are about
an inch apart. Then the youngster
swings a cord on the end of which is
fastened a piece of lead. .
Swinging the cord rapidly, he han-
dles it so deftly that he hits at will the
head of each match and sets it blaz‘
ing. He makes an agreement with the
crowd that if he succeeds in igniting
in this manner each of the ten
matches without missing he is to have
ten cents. Usually the business men
Iwho watch the performance are. so
well pleaced that the gamin gets con-
= siderably more than a dime for his
seal it, turn it over and put his post-
age-stamp on the back. —Youth’s Com-;
panion.
An Uns'ympnthetic Mood.
"‘Is it not sweet and inspiring,” she
said, “to stand on the shore where the
waves sing eternally and gaze into the
offing?”
“Well,” replied. the young man, who
lacks sentiment. “I suppose that is
enjoyable if you know how to appre-
ciate it. But the last time I went to
the seashore I didn’t give much
thought to the offing. What I wanted
was an’awning.”—-Washington Star;
- trouble and skill.
The Wrong Man.
“Hold on, gentlemen, before you ad-
? journ; I notice that you/elected Char-
lotte Corday as an honorary member
this evenin’. ”
“That’s all right, ain’t it? She
killed a man.” ’
“Yep, it’s all right that far. But th’
man she killed was the biggest Anar-
chist in all France.”
“tho! you don’t say! Gentlemen,
I move that Mrs. Corday’s name be
stricken from the roll and thet we give
her three, groans. Carried."—Cleve-
land Leader._
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