u—x -. .4..:..-.», THE RIDING arcane. A TRADITION OF THE DAYS OF THE SANTA FE TRAIL. ~ Frank Aubrey Went 800 Miles on Horse-~ back In Less Than Six Days, Beating a Previous Bide,'aud Won 815,000 on the Two Trips—Killed In a. Brawl. N ot long ago the writer had occasion to visit western Missouri. Among one of the traditions of the little city of In- dependence, which until the days of the railroad was the eastern terminus of the Santa Fe trail, the following story Was told: . In the old days of the Santa Fe trail the ‘freighters made one round trip a season. The Americans very generally wintered at Independence, while the ‘Mexican traders naturally put in the same season at the town of Santa Fe. In the spring the teams were made up, the wagons loaded, and the long cara- vans of prairie schooners, with their white tilts and from 5 to 15 yoke of oxen, began moving out on their long voyage across the plains. As was stated, these outfits made‘ only one round trip per season, the Mexicans getting rid of their freight at Independ- ence some time along in midsummer and loading up again for Santa Fe, while the Americans threw off their first load at Santa Fe and reloaded again for Independence. Along in the late forties an energetic character‘named Frank X. Aubrey came from New York to Independence, bought a lot of teams and started into business as a freighter. Such was his push and vim that he made two trips a season, starting out from Independence in the early spring and winding up his second round trip at that point rather late in the fall. Aubrey piled up a great deal of money at the business and set such an energetic example that he was , soon recognized as a leader. With all his business thrift and vigor Aubrey was also what one might call “a sporting character. ” The distance from Santa Fe to Independence was about 800 miles. One day while dis« cussing freighting and the length of time it ought to take to cover the dis« tance between Independence and Santa Fe Aubrey made the rather bold asser- tion that. he could start alone on a sin- gle horse and push through to Independ— ence in eight days himself. A dispute arose, and the result was that Aubrey offered to wager $5,000 that he could start on a thoroughbred horse he had, of unusual speed and bot— tom, and with the liberty to buy sucl horses as he might need on the way, and so remOunt himself as often as he had 2 chance, and be in Independence at the stage station in less than eight days of 24 hours each from the time he left Santa Fe. The money was covered and the wager made. Aubrey started and was in Independ- ence, Mo., in just 7 days and 10 hours from the time he said goodby to Santa Fe. He had remounted himself twice. Then a second wager was made. The parties who had lost the $5,000 with the bold New Yorker, after considerable diekering, managed to make a wager of $10,000 a side with Aubrey. This time he was to go from Santa Fe to Independ- ence, a run of 800 miles, in six days. It was at the best seaSOn of the year. There were no rains, while the grass was good and the trail as hard as a pavement. Aubrey had the same liberty to remount himself as often as he came upon a horse that he preferred to his own. But he was not permitted to ar- range relays or post horses in advance along the trail. Indeed he had no time wherein to make these arrangements even if he had desired to and they had been allowed. He started cut of Santa E9 the even— ing of a June day. It was Sunday. The Mexicans looking on argued success to the daring rider from the holy character 3 of the day. All he had with him as provcnder was a little dried beef.» He ex- pected to get food at the stage stations along the trail. Saturday afternoon of the same week he rode into the public square at Independence, winning the race byfive hours. He was just 5 days and 19 hours riding the 800 miles, and had used 11 horses. He had had two brushes with Indians, and had. been chased by them at the Cimmaron cross- ing of the Arkansas, and again at Paw- nee Rock. He escaped, however, with nothing worse than an arrow through his arm. ‘ It is related that when he slipped from the saddle at Independence he hadn’t slept a wink for 56 hours. By- standers asserted that he was sound asleep the instant he touched the ground. Aubrey was carried into the hotel and put to bed, and never opened his eyes again until Monday morning about 2 o’clock. He then came around as fresh as a daisy and as hungry as a wolf. He routed out the cook of the hotel, made him come down to the kitchen and cook him something to eat. He won $15,000 on these two races, and in the last one made a record for long distance riding never surpassed. . Just‘to show how such a man of steel and zeal may end, it might be added that Frank X. Aubrey was stabbed to death in a brawl in a Santa Fe dance hall. This was some five years after his great ride. Old plainsmcn will tell you, however, of the exploits of Aubrey, and he is reverently mentioned with such werthies as Sublotte, Kit Carson, Ben Holliday and old Jim Bridger. —Wash- ington Star. ~ His Own Figures. . Heard at a heap of dry goods labeled $1.69 :' Irish Woman (with a baby in her arms)—-Phwat is the price of them? “One dollar and sixty-nine,” politely answered the proprietor. “Which are the $1 and which the 69 cint wans?” ‘ , ' “There are none at those prices, ma’am. ” , . “Shore, thin, ain’t thim yer own fig- - ures?l’--Bmton Transcript. I V.’ ”I'm" WHEN .MEN weep. Neither Pain Nor Grief Which, Is I. Rule, Moves Them to Tears. . It is one of the first laws of the phl- losophy of emotion that men shall not cry. They must find some other outlet. for their pent up feelings. Swearing is the most natural expedient, but as this is considerably worse than crying-the safest plan perhaps is to make frequent use of the expressions “Dear me!” and “Goodness gracious I” _ which are per« fectly harmless. There are, as every one must. ow, times when even the strongest mefi are overcome by their feelings, and a terri- bly heart rending sight it is to ee a big frame convulsed with sobs an a proud, manly face stained with tears. As a rule, however, it is neither pain nor grief which will make a man cry. Soldiers, who will bear excruciating in- juries without a moan, have been known to break down when the lights are lowered and some very thrilling scene is portrayed on the Adelphi boards. Orators and singers are both subject in an extraordinary degree to the sway of emotion. Tears are no uncommon sight in a pulpit. In fact, there are few preachers whose voices are not at times so full that they are choked with feeling and their eyes bedimmed with tears. Then if you glance around the hushed assembly, - who are hanging on the preacher’s words, you will see many a man whose cheeks are moist from sym- pathy. - The great Spurgeoii would often break down under stress of feeling, and Canon Liddon’s utterance many a time failed him from the overwhelming pathos which his emotional voice betrayed. Sims Reeves’ “Tom Bowling” ale ways affected the‘ famous singer, and Mario was known to break down when the well of his gentle heart’s emotion was filled until the tears could no lon- ger be held back. When Charles Dickens put an end to the career of little Paul Dombey, the great writer went out into the darkness of the night and found comfort in tears. Many men are overcome when reading books. Even frivolous novels may con- tain a chapter which will make the throat husky and blur the pages till they become invisible. Mr. John Bright was known on sev- eral occasions, to give way to his feel- ings in delivering a public speech, while Lord Russell is often beaten by the pathos of his own impassioned language. —Pittsburg Dispatch. FOOD OF THE FUTURE. A Bracer of Salt Will Take the Place of Stimulants. When the food of the future is once in vogue, the food dispensary, licensed by the government, will long since have supplanted the butcher shop and the grocery store. We’ll breakfast and lunch and dine by prescription at a cost of 10. or 15 cents per day per capita. Doubt— less our houses won’t be heated and sup- plied with power from a Keely motor at a penny a day additional, but the chem- ical or artificial food of the future is al- ready a moral certainty. For does not Flammarion describe it in “Omega, ” and has not Berthelot, its chief apostle, been elevated from the laboratory to the foreign oflice of France? ' Given the formula for our food, says Berthelot, the father of the artificial food idea, and why not, prescribe it from the chemist’s? Surely the nitrogen and carbon of the beefsteak may not be as grateful to the palate if absorbed from ‘ a capsule or masticated in a tiny tablet, but the bones and the blood, the flesh and the sinews will be just as well sup- plied with their esential material, their own special foods, provided always the prescription is right in proportion, and, after all, the pleasures of the table have ages on end been absorbing too much of the time and inclination of man and woman. When the area of chemical food comes, we shall have done with sympo- sia and supper parties, Welsh rabbits and golden bucks. There are certain elementary foods which a man can’t do without. He must absorb, or eat ‘and drink, if you please, carbon and nitrogen and calcium for his bones. Without going too much into dry detail, he must absorb or re— ceive each day, to repair the waste of his tissues, calcium, carbon, nitrogen, , oxygen, hydrogen and sodium. There are other trifling chemicals like phosphorus, which is an awful thing to burn oneself with, which the well fed man needs. But he could get along without it. He could get along without sodium, were it not for the fact that salt is chloride of 'sodium, and nobody can get along with- out salt. It isn’t a simple, an element, but it is absolutely indispensable. When the era of the chemical food sets in, ‘ we’ll all be in the habit of stopping I morning and evening at our favorite dis— pensaries for a bracer of salt—New York Herald. Accurate Testimony. An amusing incident occurred in Judge Neely’s court the other day. A solemn faced little woman had been icalled by the defense to establish an alibi. She had testified that the defend— ant had been at her house during the time the offense Was committed and that others were present also, among them a Mr. Delaney, when the follow- ing examination ensued: “Was Mr. Delaney a neighbor of soars?” ' “Yes, sir. ” “Is he here?” “No, sir. ” “Do you know where he is?” “No, sir.” “Is he dead?” ‘ ‘ Yes, sir. ’ ’—-Chicago Post. A Useful Color. Oil barrels are almost invariably painted blue. The reason for this is not apparent to the uninformed, but a man- ufacturer who makes a specialty Of this kind of cooperage says that it is because blue has been found by experience to be more effective for keeping in the oil than any other pigment. -—Baltimore Sun. ' w- EEK LY N ORWA L K GA z E It «MY ‘1KATIE.”. . * Words by GEO. H. RARESHIDE. Music by P. F. CAMPIGLIO. jllodemto. Oh, m heart is beat-ing fast, Vv’itl'. :1. joy tin-known be - fore; Others smiles are naught to me While my thoughts are still with her Soon the hap-py day will come, When the wedding bells will ring mf Moderate the world to me, Vi‘sii‘i r~ C With my Ka She is all. _ . Dar - 1mg Ka. . 2:. - er swams may Sigh 111 My own Ka ' mp - p1 - ness w111 reign su - p c~ lot is sure - 1y cast all that maid could'be, take her to our home, For my She is W hen I ! Copyright, New York Musical Echo C0,, 1893. rzt. wait to see Day-light turn-in}; in - to night. Oh! at — ter rain Eyes like star-shine 1n the night. Oh} will dwell in “Love’s young dream,” From my Ka - tie ne’er I’ll_ roam. Oh! glam - ces bright, I can scarce-1y glen - ces bright; cot - tags home, Smiles like sun - shine \Vc calla 210m _+ .4. '9' a“ “I '—+- gs REFRAIN .~ 75174120 dz' V (2155. When the set - ting sun, And we wan - der down the lane, Two fond hearts m. f (16 - parts Mine and Ka Vivace. ff' Mir Katie. ~ 7. '_ _ ' - ~ M
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