THE SCARECROW.
It was a regular scarecrow man,
' Made on the old and well known plan—
A cross of sticks in a garb forlorn
Thatstood on guard in that field of corn.
And, indeed, it made the old farmer smile
As he put it up and whistled the while.
It would look to the crows so very ferocious”
So truly astounding and atrocious, , , _
That it tickled his fancy to think new they
Would catch a glimpse and flutter away.
Well, two black crows sat off on a tree,
And the young crow said to the old one: “See!
N ow what is that frightful thing out there?
It’s enough any honest crow to scare!"
But the old crow chuckled and then looked wise,
Shook in his feathers and winked his eyes.
Something tickled him, but if 'twas a joke
His voice didn‘t show it when he spoke,
As looking down at the younger crow
He said: “What is it? Ah! don‘t you know?
“Why, that, as we wise ones all suppose,
Is the special patron saint of the crows.
We watch for his coming every year
To tell when the Feast of the Corn is here.
See how he stands with his arms stretched outl
He is calling the crows from all about.
Such a kind invitation is most alluring——
So very cordial and reassuring!
I think we had better accept, don’t you?"
And down to the field of corn they flew.
- —-Wide Awake.
AFTER FORTY YEARS.
“It was in the fall of ’47 that three young
fellows left Rochester for the west, deter-
mined to hew out their fortunes or perish
in the attempt,” said one of the party of
four or five who were gathered in the cabin
of a lake propeller, bound down, one
stormy night. One or two of .the number
had stemmed the monotony and broken
the ice toward a freer feeling by rehears-
iig some light anecdotes or reminiscences,
when a gray haired, rotund gentleman
ventured as above. All‘attention was given
him, and he then continued:
“As I was one of them I will be more
personal and say that we were strong, well
built specimens of manhood and had any
amount of grit, and we had also made up
our minds to be fully independent of the
world and of each other. We went to-
gether from Buflalo to Detroit by boat.
Arriving at Detroit and spending a day or
two in looking about we then after con-
sultation concluded to part company and
each go in the direction he thought best.
“This may seem rather queer, for: young
31113 to start 9 t together with common
interests and t en to switch around and
go it alone, but it was a freak of young
minds. It had something odd and ro-
mantic about it that struck us favorably.
“Before parting we agreed to return to
our old home at Rochester in forty years,
if our lives were spared. This was putting
it a long ways ahead, but this was only
another freak.
“Well, as before said, I am one of the
three, and am now on my way to Roch-
ester in fulfillment of the agreement
made. I don’t know whether I shall see
the others or not. I have never heard a
word from either of them, and really do
not know whether to think they are dead
or alive.”
While this was being said a young man,
who had been tryin’: to read by the dim,
flickering light, put aside his book and;
strained eagerly to catch every word ut-
tered by the story teller.
“It might, in view of this,” continued
the man with gray hairs, “be interesting
to you, gentlemen, to have a brief sketch
of what has happened to me since that
time of my separation from my comrades
-—-now almost forty years ago.”
“Yes, yes, let us have it,” they all cried.
The old gentleman moved himself into a
more comfortable position, while the young
man edged himself a little closer to the
group. .
“Well, I struck straight north, took a
boat for Mackinaw and from there drifted
to Green Bay, Wis. There was nothing of
Green Bay then, but I saw some good land,
and by wiggling around I managed to get
hold of some of it. I then held on; it was
pretty hard work sometimes, but I never
let that land go, and as a result it is worth
many thousands of Uncle Sam’s big silver
dollars. But that is only on one line, and
is a little out of order. I started a little
supply store in Green Bay when it first be-
gan to develop, and as I was having mod—
erate success I soon got me a wife.
“Well, we paddled along without much
occurring until one day a big fellow came
into my store, said he was a lumberman
and ordered a heavy bill of goods. He
then went out, and in a few hours returned
considerably intoxicated and wanted to
borrow $10. I of course could not let him
have it. for' I had not found time to look
up who my customer was, and feared he
might be trying to swindle me. Upon my
refusing his request he became very much
enraged, and commenced shooting at me
with a big pistol he carried. In defense of
myself I seized a loaded gun that was
standing in a corner, and in the heat of the
moment I discharged it toward him, and
was immediately horrified to see him fail
and die at once.
“Well, to make along story short, I was
exonerated from all guilt by the authori-
ties; and yet every little while I heard
some one. whisper and look or point-to-
ward me, and it made me feel very uneasy.
So I finally decided to"pull up stakes' and
'go farther west. . About this time, how-
ever, I was drafted into the military serv-
ice—the war had just begun—and went
through the whole campaign, leaving be.
hind those two fingers”-—-holding up his
hand for inspection—“and bringing out
the long scar on the back of my head.
‘ “I then went west again, picked up my
family and struck into the grazing dis-
trict of Montana. I bought a few head of
cattle at first, and by bars I have been able
to see these multipLV,.until now I have one
of the larg§t and most successful cattle
ranches‘in‘ that section of the country. I
have seen all kinds of ‘roughing it’. out
there, and may say that I have had many
adventures of varied nature. I am now 64
years ‘old and bid fair to see 84, as far as
my general bodily vigor is concerned.‘
. “Such is, briefly, my life, and what, it
has done; and you don’t know how anxious
I am to learnof those other two young
men—and to know the result of their forty
year struggle.”
This was in uninteresting and pleasant
tone, and had just been finished when,the
young man who had beenliStening intent-
ly stepped forward, and addressing himself
to the little old gentleman said politely:
“Excuse me, sir; but may I ask your
name?” , , ; , .
“certainly, sir—certainly,” was replied,
and the old gentleman gave his full nitric.
“Then, sir,” said the young man, “I
want to grasp your hand, 'for. you are? my ,
father’s old friend, andIam now on my; I ,
wayto Rochester to find agentleman of .
your name and bearing your history.”
a “What!” exclaimed the old‘ timer, ex-
hibiting great surprise; “you don’t mean
to say that you are the son of one of those
two lost Ones—one of the two, associated
with me in‘that freak of forty years ago?"
’ “Yes, sir,” saidgthe tallyou‘ng fellow.
“That is just what I mean.” . . . 9
“Well! well! Just step herewhere the
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light will show better. Yes,::I_ sees disc
taut resemblance. You certainly look very
much like that hearty young companion of
mine forty years ago; very much, in fact, as
I. have almost expected to see him—though
I know that 'over half a lifetime has passed
by. But your father—tell me of him at
once,” and the little old man began to get
fidgety.
They relaxed their grasp of each other’s
hands and sat down together, while the
others gave every attention.
“My father is dead,” began the young
man.
“What!” said the sire at his side.
“Yes, my father, and the companion of
your younger days, is no more. He passed
away four years ago, and on his dying bed
he gave me the instructions I am now car-
rying out. It was the one wish of my fa-
ther’s latter life to be able to take the east«
ern trip to Rochester to meet the other two
members of that party you have told of.
It was on his mind a great deal.
“When my father died he was one of the
most prominent men on the Pacific slope.
He had figured in all the great political
events since 1860 and occupied many posi-
tions of public worth. He was attracted
toward California by the great gold panic,
and had a very venturesome, yet not un-
pleasant, trip overland, for it was before
the railroad came. _
“He became early interested in the fish-
eries of the northern coast, and during a.
visit to those grounds was taken captive
by a roving band. of Indians and held for
over a year. He finally succeeded in mak-
ing his escape, but was in the mountains
for months; at‘ last, and by the merest
chance, getting to the coast again, and so
on back to San Francisco. He became
cashier in a bank, and while in this posi:
tion married the daughter of the bank’s
president. It was not long after this be-
fore my father found himself president of
the bank, which was the largest institution
of its kind on the Pacific coast.
“It was then that my father began his
public career, and he continued to rise in
worldly station until his death came. I
am now one of the ofiicers of the bank of
which my father was for years president,
and have large and pressing interests to
oversee, yet I have left all for a time for
the sole purpose of following out the
wishes—I may almost say last wishes—of
my father relative to this trip to Rochester
and the hunting up of the otherll two of
that original little party of forty years ago.
I have some mementoes with me that
father put aside for those he expected to
meet this year at Rochester, and now I am
afraid that we will. haVe to unite our pow-
ers in an effort to find No. 3 of the original
party.”
Just then a violent stamping was heard
in one of the little staterooms on one side” of
where the narrators and their small body
of listeners were seated. Then tWO or
three sharp kicks came against the door,
followed by:
“Consarn it! ef Ihadn’t got sech infernal
tight boots, jest t’ go down t' Rochester in,
I wouldn’t hev t’ kick th‘infernal legs oif’n
me when I wanted t’ put them on."
Then there came a great bang, with a
“Thar, by gel!"
Immediame thereafter a tall, thin,
straight haired old fellow opened the door
of the room from which the noise had
come and-,, minus collar, and with one
trowser leg caught on the top of his boat,
he stood in the dim glare of the oscillating
light and looked with bewilderment toward
the wondering ones about the table.
. “Ken any of you tellers tell -me ef I’ve
been a dreamin’?” he inquired after a mo-
ment or two had passed.
“I don’t believe we can, uncle,” said one
of the number.
“Hev you fellers been a tellin’ yarns?”
he again asked, without much attention to
the answer just received.
The little old gentleman ventured to say ‘
that they had been considering some old
time events.
“Then I ain’t been dreamin’; I knowed
I was awake. Say, which one of you was
tellin’ that last story?” he asked; and upon
the young man acknowledging that he was
the one the old fellow said:
“Put her right that, then, for I,knowed
your dad;” then turning toward the group
he inquired:
“Now, who was it thet told th’ first yarn
’bout those three chaps?”
The little old gentleman bobbed up, pre-
pared by his former surprise to have al-
most anything happen.
“Then,” ejaculated the old fellow, his
disheveled hair and spa'rkling'e 'ei indicat-
ing much excitement, “I’ll-bee uhbed and
skinned fer a sneakin’, wild eyed rattle-
snake of I’ ain’t ther missin’ link. I’m one
of that same crowd thet separated at De-
troit away back thar in ’47, an’ I’m jest on
my way-_M’linder ’n’ I—down-t’ Rochester
t’ shake han’s all around ag’in. By thet
great whale that eat up thet feller Job,
but this is er coincerdence.”
After. further expressions of surprise on
the. part of each the tall old man was
calmed down cufiicienfly'to tell his story,
which was as follows:
“Wall, boys, I jest went back a few mile
an’ set right'downon 160 acres'of as fine
land as lay out of doors, an’ thar I’ve been
asettin’ ever since, except when I was get-
tin’ ’bout a clearin’ off all th' timber,
pullin’ out th' stumps, an’ fencin’, an’
buildin’ house an’ barns, an’ doin’th' hun-
dred things that come in a feller's Way on
a farm. Of course I gotme a wife, an’ she’s
right in that now, a-listenin’ to every'word
I say. She’s a smart 'woman, too, Iwant
to tell you,” said he, slyly winking at his
hearers. . .
“Wall, as to happenin’s of any sort of
consequence, I guess we ain’t hed none. I
am a therough mossback, ye see. Hev been
one for forty year, an’ know but little of
anything else.
“As to fortun’ I hev that farm, with all
that’s onit, an’ that seems'to be about all I
ken handle. An’ fer that matter, I don’t
know but what I hev all I really kere
about. I’ve got ten boys an’ six gals,_an’
of I had a million they wouldn’t be satis-
fied. So, when I go. thar’ll be only the
farm, .an’ thet won’tbe sech agreat thing
fer-sixteen to fight over. Otherwise I may
say thet the world has used me' toler’ble
well; I’ve never went t’ bed'hungry, as I
ken remember, an’hev always had a good
shelter from th’ storm. Take it all around,
an" my story ain’t very long, her does it
sparkle with ther' diamon’s of ' soul stirrin’
events; but I’ll tell yet- what ter do. We’ll
go dovvn an’ look over 01’ Rochester an’
see ef she has any marks" of famil’arity, an’
then adjourn ,back-t’ 'my farm, what I’ll
regale ye .with hard cider, apples, dough- ‘
nuts” an’ grandchildren. An’I’Il show'ye
what I’ve done"in forty years? time with
genuine hard'muscle.”‘—Clare inst. Louis
Republic.,, . ' ‘ r _
Meaning or aid satin wanes...» ‘
The Latin word. “sic” means ."'th.‘1.’5v”
and'is sometimes ’
used to indicate this
{what precedecit has been quoted." . If ,
or that what is described occurred.“ (19' 5
vscdbed. Thus, ,“The .marketmbn. 831W.“
3 the taxis the last-straw; that u it is in;
: posed they will go to'the’wall; for‘they’ bit"
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ONLY A MAD STAIHON.
Bur HE HAD BLOOD IN HIS EYE AND
MADE THINGS WARM.
a Thrilling and Nearly Fatal Adventure
' in'Canada—A Mad Horse That Had"!!!
Fear of Men, Whips, Halters or Guns.
A College Boy in 8. Tight Place. -
I have had several disagreeable encoun-
ters with vicious horses, but only once was
I so unfortunate as to fall in with one pos-
sessed by homicidal mania. My escape
was so narrow, and the experience left so
deep an impression upon my mind, that l
have felt ever since an instinctive distrust
for this most noble of domestic animals.
One autumn, when I was about 18, I was
taking a tramp through the eastern town-
ships of Quebec, preparatory to resuming
Work at college. I reached the little village
of Maybnry one day at noon and dropped
into the village inn for luncheon. The
'village was in a state of excitement over a
tragedy which had taken place that very
morning, and which was speedily detailed
to me by every one with whom I came in
contact. A boy living on a farm near the
village had been killed in the most horri-
ble manner by a fine stallion that had gone
suddenly mad. A fierce anger stirred in
my veins as I listened to the story, and]
asked the inn keeper, who was my interm-
ant, what they had done to the brute. ‘ j ,
“Well,” answered Boniface. “this after-
noon there’s a crowd goin’ out to hatch
him an’ tie him up. If he’s too bad fur
that—an’ if I know anything about horses
he’s just gone mad, stark mad—why,
they’ll have to shoot him off hand to save
their'own necks.”
“I wonder if I’ll run any risk of meeting
him?” I queried rather anxiously. I had
no weapon but my heavy walking stick,
and I had almost a sentimental regard for
the integrity of my neck. _
“Which way be you bound?” inquir
Boniface.
“For Blissville,” I answered.
“Oh,” said he, “you’re all right then.
The horses are feedin’ out yonder to the
'no’theast, and Blissville lays south.”
AN UNPLEASANT MEETING.
It was with few misgivings that I now
resumed my journey. .
I was soon beyond the cultivated fields,
past the last of the fences. I had climbed
one of those rocky terraces and made 200
yards across the 'breezy down whenube-
hind a low knoll I caught sight of a group
of horses quietly posturing, and I remem-
bered with a qualm the morning’s tragedy.
Could this, I asked myself, be the herd
containing that mad stallion!
I halted and was about to retrace my
steps unobtrusively, in the hope that I had
escaped their notice. But it was too late.
Two or three of the animals raised their
heads and looked at me. One in the group
snorted with a peculiar half whinny, at the
sound of which my heart sunk.
Then I caught sight of one in the center,
which seemed to be jumping up in the air
all all four feet at once. The next minute
this creature, a great black animal, up
geared outside the group, plunging and
iting at his flank. Then, with a short,
dreadful sound, he darted toward me, open
mouthed.
Up to this point I had stood my ground,
eyeing the brute resolutely, with an ap
pearance of fearlessness that I was very
far from feeling. But now I saw that my
only hope, and that a desperate one, lay in
flight. I was accounted at college a first
rate sprinter, and now I ran my best. The
200 yards that lay between me and the ter
race I had just left must have been cov-
ered in not much more than twenty sec
ends. But as I reached the brow of th-
slope the mad brute was close on my heels.
I had no time to check myself, and even
less notion to do so. In fact I fell. and
rolled headlong down, dropping, bruised»
and bewildered, into a crevice between two
bowlders. The next instant I saw the
black mass of my pursuer dashing over mi
in a splendid heap. Before he could turn
and seize me I had rolled further into the
crevice, and found that one of the rock:
overhung so as to form a little narrow
cave. into which I could squeeze myself so
far as to be quite beyond the animal’s
reach.
Never before or since have I discovered
so unexpected and providential a refuge.
The raving stallion came bounding and
leaping up to the very door of my burrow,
but I felt safe. He would roll back his
~ lips, lay his ears flat to his head, spring
straight into the air and shriek through
his wide red nestrils his fury and his chal-
lenge. The latter I did not think it incum-
bent u on me to accept. I waived it in dis-
dainfuf-silence. ' ’
For a time the brute kept up his bound
ings and those strange, proud jerkings oi
his head, but at last he actually tried to
stretch his neck into my burrow and reach
me with his frightful naked teeth.
It must have' been for nearly an hour
that I watched the mad creature’s antics
from my den.
I was beginning to cast about somewhat
anxiously for a way of escape from this
imprisonment when I saw the pasturing
herd suddenly toss up their heads and then
go scurrying away across the down. My
adversary saw this, too, and turned his at
tention away from me. I peered forth
cautiously, and to my profound relief I ob-
served a party of men, several carrying
ropes and halters and others armed with
rifles, approaching the terrace foot. One
man walked a little ahead of the others
and held out a peck measure in which he
shook something, which I presume to have
been oats. ' " ~
THE RESCUE PARTY. .
The stallion eyed them somberly for an
instant, and then his mane rose like a crest
and his head went' back with a shrill cry.
In the selfsame way as he had greeted my
appearance he bounced into the air twice
or thrice, and then he dashed upon the
party. -
The man with the oats fell back with
wonderful alacrity, and the follows that
carried halters seemed bent upon eflacing
themselves in the humblest manner possi-‘
ble. One tall. gray shirted woodsman
stepped to. the front, raised his rifle and
drew a bead u on the approaching fury,
while two or t others held their ' shots
in reserve. There was amoment of breath-
ion sprung aside? with a s‘hriek, and stum-.
bled forward upon his knees. '
Almost instantly, however, he recovered
himself and rushed upon his opponents
with undiminished ferocity. Ilield my;
breath. He“ was "almost upon the party
. now. Then two more rifles flashed trom-
.marksmen standing moveless "inlthcirl '
tracks, and the mad brute rose straightm’p.
, ouhis hind legs. and. fell. over backward.
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‘ John and Mary Ann.
In one of the towns of Lincoln county
there formerly lived acouple known to the ,
surrounding country as John and Mary
Ann. Did fortune smile upon their yhunr _
ble birth? It must have been a very sickly
smile, if indeed fortune changed counte-
nance at all, for it frequently happenedthat
their larder, like that of the venerable
Mrs. Hubbard, was bars of anything of an
osseous character even, to say nothing of
bread and butter. One thing, however,
they always contrived to have on hand—
tobacco, and two very black pipes, for
Mary Ann shared her husband’s joys as
well as his sorrows. John would come
home at night and interrogate his spouse
as to the prospect for internal refreshment.
"What yer got ter eat, Mary Ann?”
“Nary a crumb, John.”
“Ain’t ary ’taters?”
"Nary a ’tater, John.”
Then the man of the house would heave
a sigh of resignation and say, “Wall, Mary
Ann, full yer pipe ’n’ less hev a smoke.”
John’s spiritual condition was a source
of some solicitude to his wife, who one day
persuaded him to accompany her to a
prayer meeting that was to be held in a
school house some miles away. Arriving
there John, the sinful soul, drew the line
at entering the house, and persisted in sit-
ting down outside under one of the open
windows, where he could enjoy a peaceful
smoke and get the benefit of the meeting
at the same time.
The service within was progressing une-
ventfully when Mary Ann arose and, after
dwelling upon the lost and undone condi-
tion of her lord and master and the great
distress which this condition caused her,
asked the prayers of the audience for the
unregenerate John. A hush fell upon the
assembly, during which the head of the
gentleman in question slowly appeared
above the window sill. Resting his elbows
upon this, and holding his pipe in an easy
attitude between his thumb and forefinger,
he cast a benevolent look upon those with-
in which finally rested upon his wife, to
whom he remarked in a deprecatory tone,
“Speak for yerself, Mary Ann, but don’t
say nothin’ about I’se!”—Lewiston J our-
nal. '
Butterflies That Bathe. ~
In The Victorian Naturalist G. Lyell,
Jr., of South Melbourne, notes that while
walking along the edge of a mountain
stream in Gippsland he observed a peculiar
habit of the Victorian butterfly, Papilic
macleayanus. One of these butterflies was
seen to alight close to the water, into
which it backed till the whole of the body
and the lower part ,of the hind wings were
submerged, the two forelegs alone retain-
ingtheir hold of the dry land. After re-
maining in this position for something like
half a minute it flew away, apparently
refreshed.
“During the morning,” says Mr. Lyell,
“I neticed quite a number doing the same
thing. In one instance no less than four
were seen to be within a space of not more
than three yards, and to make sure that l
was not deceived I captured several as they
rose from the water, and found in each
case the body and lower edge of the hind
wings quite wet. While in the water the
fluttering of the wings, so noticeable at
other times, was suspended, and so intent
were the butterflies in the enjoyment oi
their cold bath that they would hardly
move. even when actually touched by the
not;
“Apparently the heat of the weather
drove them to the water, as immediately
they emerged they flew up again to the hill
sides. I have often noticed butterflies of the
Nymphalidaa family settling near the pools,
and apparently imbibing the moisture from
the damp sand round the edges, but never
before have I seen butterflies enter the
water. Possibly it may be a peculiar habit
of this particular species or genus. Num-
bers of the white butterfly, Pieris har-
palyce, were flying about at the same time,
but 'I noticed none alight near the water.”
Facts About Worms.
“Worms are very interesting animals.”
remarked a friend who has given some at-
tention to the subject. >
“The worms we used to go fishing with
when we were boys?”
“Yes, they will do as a type. The com-
mon earth worm is covered with bristles,
. which in reality are in the form 'of re-
curved hooks. These hooks extend from
head to tail, and may be felt by pulling
the worm backward through the fingers.
“The mouth of a worm is placed in the
second segment, near the apex of the body.
Worms feed on earth, filling themselves
with a generous supply thereof, for the
sake of the nutritive particles contained
therein. The common belief is that if you
cut a worm in two the separate parts will
grow into worms. This is not strictly true.
Worms are propagated from eggs. To cut
a worm in two means that the hinder seg-
ment will die, the forward part live.”
“What are those little horse hairs found
in pools and creeks? The boys call them
worms and snakes. What are they in real-
ity?”
“They are what are termed “round
worms.’ The round worm is a remarkable
animal. It begins life as a larva in mudfior
in a water pool. When well developed it
becomes aquatic. It multiplies very rapid-
ly, so rapidly in fact that many people say
‘it rained worms.’ If you cut one of those
wiggling worms into a dozen parts the
probability is that each separate part will
live.”--Detroit Free Press.
The Lawyer Said Nothing More.
A very funny thing occurred in the may-
or’s court recently. A case was called in
which the prisoner had been hailed. An
attorney arose and said: “Your honor, my
- client is not here. It is doubtful whether
he'will be here. He was most brutally as-
saulted and beaten by an oflicer, and he
may now be dying. He' is on his bed sur-
’ rounded by his friends, Who are in tears,
‘- Watching and praying that his life may be
spared—an event of grave doubt.” Just at
that moment the door of the court room
Opened, ’and a man entered. 'Ahum ran
over the crowd, while “There he is, there
he is,” could be heard on every side. It
was the prisoner,,who looked not a whit as-
if he were about to die. The attOrney
turned, looked at him, gruuted and sat
:down without sword, while the crowd'
roared with laughter. — Columbus Dis- '
»' tch. . -
less suSpense. Then the fine, thin note of. . pa , -
the woodman’s rifle rung out,.and the stall-- ,
. .. . . Mullins Quiet. ,
‘ - Here’s a story'abont-Stanley that.The
Boston Herald, in telling, says has never
thisbeeninprint: 01 th dign
. country one ., e. , ,
éhéist' Wrote. Ito. himexpréssins the 1.10110
thatwhile in Amhhcrs't Stanley would ' be
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icxirtreblr‘to. the éflebtfihat the sentlmn .
, .nfidz bbvefiuo «tees. als'Mr. Stanley warfar- '
my“: To ' militiamen. Thai numerals not
‘ ."".“.th¢!-.inir;it¢.tien. and later itf‘c‘une
20' ‘t' that the gentlem'an’sinvitation to' “be
émmdwhiloinmrst’ hadbeenmd’.
an very, quiet while. 1. Amherst’ And.
it in Worst of’it magnet. ., r. Stanley’s redd-
rial and ordinary one.”
painbdand puzzle’dat, .. _,
of the rundown-any mistrust-:5 , .
romp? wsncELL mamas.
flow the ,Oratorl'rold the Par-con, ‘Noi
" . 0vor~__Politoly, to Go to' Shock
" Mr. Purvis told a characteristic story 01
Wendell Phillips, ‘who‘ fought side by side
with him during the battle for emancipa
tion.- One day he arose to address a meet
ing that was more than usually hostile tc
the abolitionists and had howled down
and insulted several previous speakers.
‘Mr. Phillips walked to the front of tht
platform and, scanning the angry faces in
front of him with a keen and fearless eye.
began:
“You scoundrels!”
Instantly there was a storm of angry
howls and curses, but when they ceased he
repeated, in a louder voice:
“You scoundrels!”
Again the storm arose and again he re
peated the term. The fourth time the
American admiration for fearlessness and
fair play asserted itself, and the balance oi
his speech was listened to in silence and
with respect.
Another time Mr. Phillips Wins in a rail-
way car in which were a number of minis-
ters returning from a convention. Among
them was a man with a loud, strident
voice, who was loudly declaiming against
the abolitionists, and especially againsl
Mr. Phillips. He was talking at every one
in the car, and finally shouted that he un~
demtood that Mr. Phillips was on board.
Calling the conductor heasked hith
point out Mr. Phillips. The conductor/indi-
cated the orator,who had been an interested
listener. ‘
The little man with the voice strode u
the aisle to a disrespectful distance, an
after striking an attitude the following
colloquy took place. . '
“So you are Wendell Phillips?”
“I am, sir,” replied the orator quietly.
“Then why don’t you go south and
preach your doctrine there?” shouted the
little minister.
“At that time,” explained Mr. Purvis, in
relating the incidents, “any abolitionist
would have been lynched in the scat .”
Replying to the clergyman, Mr. Phillip:
asked:
“You are a minister of the gospel?”
“I am, sir.” ‘
“Your mission is to save souls from
hell?”
“It is, sir.”
“Then why don’t you go there, sir?”-
Philadelphia Press.
Artificial Limbs.
The history of artificial limbs begins
with very remote times. We have evi-
dences that the Romans and Greeks im-
provised some sort of substitute for thq
limbs lost in battle and the vicissitudes 0!
life. Herodotus tells of a prisoner who
amputated his own foot in order to free
himself from the shackle, after which he
escaped and returned to his friends, who
made him a wooden foot. As proof that
artificial limbs were used in ancient times
the relic on exhibition in the museum of
the Royal College of Surgeons, London, is
shown. ‘
It is thus described: “Roman artificial
leg; the artificial limb accurately repre-
sents the form of the leg. It is made with
pieces of thin bronze, fastened by bronze
nails to a wooden core. Two iron bars,
having holes at their free ends, are attached
to the upper extremity of the bronze. A
quadrilateral piece of iron, found near the
position of the foot, is thought! to give
strength to it. There was no trace of the
foot, and the wooden core had nearly
crumbled away. The skeleton had its
waist surrounded by a belt of sheet bronze,
edged with small rivets, probably used to
fasten a leather lining. . Three painted
vases lay at the feet of the skeleton.
They belonged to about the year 300 B. C.
The upper third of this leg was hollow;
the lower two-thirds were filled with
wood.”—-Interview in Cincinnati Times-
Star.
Pecans and Almonds.
Pecans are largely grown in some sec-
tions of our southern states. especially in
some portions of Texas there being large
groves of them. Many bushels of them
are marketed north, but the bulk are used
in cities nearer to where they are grOwn,
though they pay the growers handsomely.
The almond, the soft or paper shell of
commerce, is esteemed by all lovers of
nuts—in fact, stands at the head in point
of salability and price. - Our present sup-
ply is all imported, though there is no rea-
son why its cultivation for market pur-
poses could not be made profitable in some
portions of the south. It is of the same
general order as the peach, and is one of
the most beautiful trees that grow, many
of them being grown in lawns on account
of its handsome foliage and beautiful
habits of growth, in latitudes where it will
not fruit.
It should flourish and fruit in any local-
ity where the fig will do well, and we
should be pleased to hear of plantations,
at least experimental ones, being set out to
try if we cannot produce our own supply
soon of this most luscious of nuts.—Phi
delphia Ledger. - -
A Tall Man Settles, Down.
J. W. Patterson, the tallest man known
in the world, excepting the Chinese giant
Chang, will make Oklahoma City his
home. Mr. Patterson stands 7 feet 7 inch-
es in his stocking feet and is 27 years old.
He has traveled with a number of the best
shows in the country for the past eight or
ten years and is well fixed in this world’s
goods. About a year ago he married, and
has decided to settle down and take life
easy. He owns considerable property in
, this city, and as soon as he returns from
the cast will begin the erection of a fine
residence. Several months ago his wife
presented him with a pair of strapping
boys, of which Mr. Patterson is immensely
boastful. Mrs. Patterson is larger than
the average woman, being nearly 6 feet
high and weighing over 200 pounds—Okla:
homa City Chief.
Result of the Conference.
“Barthleson, ” inquired a fellow reporter.
“what have you been doing in the manag-
ing editor’s room?” , ' .
" ' Been holding a consultation‘with him.”
“What about?”
"About the management of the paper.”
“Any change in its policy contemplated l’”
“Yes. That’s What the consultation was
about.” _ ‘
“What was decided upon, if you don’t
mind telling me?” . -
“It was deci ed,” said Barthlesou, twist-
ing bismustache gloomily, “that the pa-
”"jr didn’t need me on - its payroll any
ohge‘r.”—Pittsburg Dispatch. , _
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What are they 1’31th a new depar-
ture in the treatmeiit bf disease. It con-
sists in the collection of the specifics used
by noted’speci‘alilts of Europe an'd'America,
and bringing them within the reach of all. .
For instance the treatment pursued by
special physicians who treat indigestion,
stomach and liver troubles only, was ob-
tained 'and prepared. The treatment of
other physicians, celebrated for curing
catarrh was procured, and soon till these
incomparable cures now include diseases
of the lungs, kidneys, female weakness,
rheumatism and nervous debilily. ..,.
This new method of “one remedy for
one disease” must appeal to the common
sense of all sufferers, many of whom have
experienced the ill effects, and thoroughly
realize the absmdity of the claimsof Pat-
ent Medicines which are guaranteed to
cure every ill out of a single bottle, and the
use of which, as statistics prove, has ruin-
ed more stomachs than alcohol. 5 A cir-
cular describing these new remedies is
sent free on receipt of stamp to pay
postage by Hospital Remedy Company,
Toronto, Canada, sole proprietors. Re-
liable agents wanted. ,'
Pronounced Hopeless, Yet Saved.
From a letter written by Mrs. Ada E.
Hard, of .Grotou, S. D., we quote :-“Was
taken with a bad cold, which settled On
my lungs, cough set in and finally termi--
acted in consumption. Four doctors
gave me up saying I could live but ashort
time. _I gave myself up to my Saviour,
determined if I could not stay with my
friends on earth, I would meet my absent
ones above. My husband was advised to
get Dr. King’s New Discovery for Con-
sumption, Coughs and Colds. I gave it' a
trial, took in all eight bottles; it has
cured me and thank God I am now a. well
and hearty woman." Trial bottles free at
H. R. Hale’s drug store, regular size 50c.
A Barr Sana—Since birth my baby
had running sores all over his head, and
the doctors said he must died, for they
could not heal them. I used everything
I ever heard of, but it was no good. He
got so bad that he would not nurse. My
husband’s sister told me to try Sulphur
Bitters, as she had great faith in them.
I used a bottle and the sores commenced
to heal. After using two bottles more,
the sores all healed, and I considered my
baby saved—MOTHER. Concord, N. B.
.It gives me pleasure to certify that
Lieut Busick, of the Central Police dis-
trict, used Salvation Oil on a rheumatic
arm. A few applications relieved him
and wrought a pen-.aneut cure. Salvation
Oil if called in will verify this statement.
Sane/r. H. A. RYAN,
Central Police Station, Balto., Md.
For wounds and inflammation, Johnson’s
Anodyne Liniment is healing and soothing.
If You Have
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