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'r~orw - I W. / , ol ~ ~ 77%0 3 d C I cWINNSBORO SC UN 3UflhIp 11 P . - -00 A Battle of Crees and BI In the northwestern corner of Mon tana, where the great plains of the Missouri end at tl- foot of the Rock ies, are to be found nearly all of the few surviving trappers, traders and hunters of the old frontier days. They are married to Indian women of the Blackfeet tribe, and own ranches on the various streams running through the reservation, where wood and hay are abundant and the range iuo their flocks unexcelled. Whenever a few of these old-timers meet, story telling is in order, and often the sessions are le kept up for several days, so great a delight do they take in recalling the _ nes and adventures of their early "Those were exciting times," said - Louis Cobell the other evening. (-Z "Each day was full of surprises and dventures, and no oue could say what the morrow had in stove, for the un espected was always happening. I 4believe I had one experience such as *.jhas fallen to the lot of few of us-I w1as a spectator of a beautiful figTht be ween some Blackfeet and Crees. "To tell the story rightly, I'll begin with the Cree side of it, as told me me months later by one of the sur ivor. I was with the Blackfeet at the time it happened, but I traded with oth tribes, so it wasn't long before I had a chance to hear the Crees' ac ount of it. In the fall of 1877 the rees were camping and hunting in evicinityof the Cypress Hills,aliout -200 miles east of the Rockie;,and just orth of-the internatioaal liie, and one day a party of the young men started to make i raid on the Blackfee', whom ey supposed they would find some -here along the Marias, or, as all tribes called it, the1 Bear river, about 50 miles to the southwest. There ere 22 men in the party, including their leader, LittlelTow, a minor chief f the tri':e and somewhat note:1 dicine man and magician. It was d that he could foretell the future ud circumvent the machinations of the evil spirits. "The party starte.1 out in great tyle, heavy work dogs carrying their little store of provisions and a robe or two, while their owners strode lightly beside them, all decked out in heir -ar clothes of feathers,- fringes iernite skins, their faces liberally -4 et ed and crossed' with bfhAiIidi4 pair t& Everything was propitious; the mnen in secret council had nas right, and predicted that thy w' et ira safely with large numbers of the enemy"_;i A hundred miles west of Cypress Hill are the three buttes of Sweetgrass,se in a vast extent of grassy plain. The: were far to the right of a direct lino to the Marias, but the war part: headed for them in order to obtain j good view of the surrounding countr: from their summits. When on suci dangerous expelitions the Indians al ways went from hill to hill, no matte how far they were led out of thei course, for they tried at all times t see ahea-1 and about them, and thu avoid an encounter with the enemy Their object was to sneak into th< hostile camp under cover of night,ant git away safely with many horses. "Frzom the southern fate of the mouniain a fair-sized stream come; out of a rocky canyon, and, flowini - M- gte plain for several miles . na3 y arks into the thirsty soil. The party wats crossing a wide meadow 0 tall grass bordering this stream whel they saw two horsemen ride up on ridge several miles to the south o them. Quick as a flash they droppe< into the tall grass, so quickly tha they were not discovered, and present ly the horsemen rode away out a sight. "'Now, then, quick,' said Littl< BOW. 'Those riders are surely th scouts of a Blackfoot camp coming thi way. We have no time to retreat 1 the butte, and must conceal ourselve here. Go to work with your knive and dig holes: dig themn close togethe and do not pile up the dirt. Scatte it far out in the grasQ, and perhaps we will not be discovered' "The knives carried by the Crees i1 those days were traded to them by th< Hudson Bay company, an d were locall; known as heave: tails, for they wcr wiue, flat, long, sharp on each edge and altogether a massive piece of steel The soil was soft, and, spurred on b the imminent daniger of their position the warriors made the dirt fairlyf; as they slashed and chopped an< gouged it and threw it far out as: sower scatters grain. Dowvn, dowi they went, until each one had exca vated a hole large enough to concea himself and his dog. "It was about this time that w< hove in sight. I was with abor t :3 lodges of the Blackfeet who hal lef the main camp on the Marias for short hunt, and thinking that ther< E would be a big killing of heaver an< other fur, I had brought along wagon-load of trade goods. We cam< leisuely up toward the butte, and ar rivin; 4t the high-grass meadow de termined to camp. The place seled'e< --- was midway between the stream and large spring,and as soon as the horse were unpacked a couple of old squaw started for the latter to get som water, instead of drawing it from th creek, which was nearest. Buckets u~ hand,they were chattering along whe: their dogs began to show signs of fear they sniffed the air uneasily. bristle< up their hair, and finally slunk growl igbehind their owners. Keenl: irg fo the dangers which constantl; beset their wandering life, these olt women ran hastily back to us, cryin, out that the enemy must be near: tha their dogs had warned them as the. a->poached the spring. I was hus; unhitchim; my team at the time, and ANS FOUGHT -( k'NLA -$-1 L I ackfeet Seen by a7rader. like everyone else, after a glance in the direction indicated by the old women, laughed at their fears. The plain was absolutely level for some distance west and north, and it seemed impossible that anything could be upon it and not be instantly seen. But the old women would not be reassured; they persisted that they were not mis taken: that their dogs had given them fair warning, and dogs, they said, un like people, never lied. At last one of them appealed to her grandson, a lad of 12 or 14 years, to go over and look a-ound the spring. MIounting his ponty, which had nut yet been un saddled, he rode away. "I had just turned my horses loose and was piling the harness in the wagon,when I heard a couple of shots and turnel just in time to see the boy fall from his horse,which came gallop ing back toward us. The women were busy putting up their lodges when the shots were fired, and the men, as usual, were lounging about in little groups, talking and smokitig. At the sound of the guns there was instant excitement and confusion; half erected lodges went down with a crash, and shrieking women, squalling children, howling dogs, ran wildly about, eventually making for the creek and taking shelter beLind its banks. The men, with one accord, grasped their weapons aud started on a run for the plaee where the lad had fallen,and be lieving that whatever was about to happen was no concern of mine, I climbed up on the seat to take in the whole thing. "The warriors, 53 all told,including a few old men who had long beore given up the chase and war, rushed bravely on, their chief, Crow Wing, leading and enoouraging them. I could make out the form of the fallen boy from my elevated position, but nothing else; the plain seemed to be devoid of a living thing. The Elackfeet had scarcely reached the dead lad when clouds of smoke burst from the ground, and with the booming of old muskets and the sharp crack of Winchesters the Crees had bath-I saw four of the charging band drop in their tracks, and three more reel, fall, and start to cra*l painfully back. The rest kept on, now shooting, too, and agreral morialelL-. .Tb d -udeenly as tjey advanced they began to ietreat,bring ing with them the dead and wounded. They could not stand the awful fire from the pits. Out over the plain, too, were runninga lot of frightened, yelpimg dogW in a <irec1 when we saw theni we knew the eneny were Crees, for they, only, take dogs to war. "As the warriors, carrying their fallen comrades,approached the creek, the women and childen rushed out to meet them, and then what wails and shrieks rent the air as the dead father and husband, son and b:-other were recognized! The sight was heart* rending. I1 went over among them to see what I could do toward caring for the wounded, but they would have none of my poor skill. The medicine men wvaved me away, and instead of washing and binding the gapiug wouns, they put chewed up roots upon thenm, beat their drums, and p~er' formed a lot of mysterious rites. Whi!e I was looking on, the warriors Iheld a short council, and then the horses wvere driven in, each one caught and saddled his favorite, and once moete went charging out toward th pt.Teplan was to circle round~ and round the enemy as near as pos t sil:le, and shoot into th pits, and de' . pend upon their treme' dons speed and f the shelter of their norses to avoid being hit. They did the best they ,could, but, like the other cerge, ii ,was a failure; four horses and t-o rid Sers were kiled in a very short time, yand the rest came sorrowfully back tc Sus. S'Bear Child,' said the chief, 'vou r white men know more than we do. c dvise us: tell us howv weecan rout out Sthis burrowing enemy: how to make them leave their holes for the open iplain, w here we can get at them.' II "'at I canuo' do,' I replied. 'We Sknow n'oth-ug of such wvarfare as this. X hy not let themn go? Hear the women ,1 cring. Do you w'ant to make widows .of them all?' r'Ah,' he replied, 'it is for then ,we must c'arry this thing on, or they Swill call us cowards. They cail for Srevenge, and we haven't a single scalp ito give them.' i "'But haven't von killed some of the enemy?' 1 "'From some of the pits no more shots are fired. But what good is athat? We must have the scalps.' ) "The wailing of the camp was un tbearable, and I went away tup the c reek some distance and sat down for Sa quiet smioke,in a position fromnwhich 1I could see whateve' wvas going on. I resently the warriors startedI out again carrying huge bundles which I - madle out to 1 e bunches of lodge poles - wrapped in the lodge skins and se Icurely lashed with !ariats. They car n ed them within l00 yards of the pits, 3placed them on the ground to the 3north, south, east and wvest of the am Sbush and then, lying down behind, Sbegan to roll them alread. At 1irst isight the scenee promised well. 1 Keeping fiat on the ground, the Black ;feet wriggled and writhed along be Shind the slowly turning bundles, which - they pushed forward inch by inch1oo byh foot. Under cover of them they Sculd undoubtedly arrive safely at the ivery edge of the enemy's position. But what then? Would the attacking tparty be brave enough to rush out and in the face of the terrible frr, wvhich w ould meet them, stand there and fight uilthe last sacconpnt o'f the pits was killed? It meant the certain death of at least half of them. It was about the most exciting 20 minutes I ever eipe rienced. I couldn't sit still and walked nervously up and down more than half inclined, just itching, in fact, to rush out and join in the row. The rolling bundles were now quite close to the point of convergence and were moving more slowly. Now they stopped, and the warriors sprang up from behind them, numberless shots rang cut, and a cloud of smoke ob scured everything. Then the firing suddenly ceased, and the next instant the Blackfeet were retreating once more, and I saw that they were bring ing several dead or wounded with them. I found that there were no wounded, and everyone of the five dead had been shot either in the upper breast or head. " 'When we jumped up,' Crow Wing said, 'the Crees had their guns already in position and fired before we could take aim. Then the smoke got so thick we couldn't see them,and we had to guess where to shoot. But they could see us, for they were below the smoke, and my men kept falling one after another until five were down. I saw we had no show then and called out to retreat. We just couldn't stay there any longer.' "It was now not far from sundown, ant everyone not caring for the wounded or mourning for the dead went to wor i to gather wood from the thin belt of timber bordering the stream, with which to keep up watch fires through the night. As soon as darkness came they blazed brightly all around the pits, except in one place, perhaps a hundred yards wide. When Little Bow, the Cree chief, saw that, he told me afterward, he called out to his men not to attempt to escape through the dark place. 'It is only a decoy for us,' he said. 'Many warriors are lying there, and anyone who at tempts to pass will be killed.' "Two young fellows, brothers, thought that they knew as much as the chief did,and sometime after midnight they stole away and crawled toward the place where there were no fires. A little later some shots rang out in the still air, there were one of two shrieks of agony, and the Blackfeet had two fresh and bleeding scalps. "Early the next morning Crow Wing approached the pits near enough to be heard and called out: 'If any one of you can speak BIgckfoot let him stand up. No shot will be fired.' "Little Bow stood up and asked in fair Blackfoot what was wanted. In earlier days both tribes had been on friendly terms and learned-a little of *ad4ig itgae. "'How many men have you?' gd Crow.Wing.' ere were 22 of us; 11 rema' replie Little Bo e ou an 'No. We still have plenty o water, plenty of cartridges, and wil fight from where we are to the end. 'All right,' said Crow Wing, turn ing on his heels. 'All right, I though von were cowarls. I don't think we'l tight you any more where you are We'll just starve you out and finisl you up on the open plain. We'll jus stay here and starve you to death ir your holes or you will come out an, light like men.' "The old fellow meant what he said, but the younger and hotter heads o: the camp would not agiee to it. They insisted ou making one more chargi and said that this time there shoulL be no retreat; that they would stay a the pits until the last Cree was killed. The chief had to give in, although a! the old men, and I too, took his part and since a charge was to be made, o co)urse he had to lead it or lose hi; rank. TIhey started; this time on foot andl sounding nc war cry. As usna no shot eame frolh theo pits until the: were right on them, and then thi cracking of rifles was as rapid fron both sides as the explosion of a buncl of firecrackers. Again the smoke hi them from our sight for a moment o two, and again the Blackfeet turne and ran back, with three dead thi time and seven more or less seriousl' -wounded. If the camp was in mourn iaig before, it was now a solid commnu nity of weeping and wailing childret and women. The dead were takei away up the stream for burial by theil sorrowing mothers aud wives; th< medicine men wer:, busier than evel withi the wonded. A fewv mien kepi wateh on the pits, and the rest of um went out on the plainm beyond thi sound of the mourners' doleful cries. "There we stayed all day. Th< figh't the fearful loss, was talked ovea again and again. With the old men argued that enough blood had beei shed and that the surviving Cree; should be allowed to go in peace. W<4 carried the question, and about nooi Crow Wing again approached the pits. After assuring the Cree chief that h came alone, and that no shot would b< ired, he asked how many men he hai left. "'Alas'' Little Bow replied, 'onl; eight of us now survive; but still w< have plenty of water, plenty of car tridges.' "'You will not need the cartridges, said the Blackfoot. 'Already to< many of myv warriors have been killed, and we have decided to fight you n< mo:e. You may go when you will.' True to the chief's word no fire: were built thiat night, and no one watched to waylay the enemy. A~ guard only was placed about the cami and horse herd to prevent surprise. In the morning we approached th< pits; step) by step we walked up t< them, our guns ready to be usedi necessary. There were 22 of them, and in all but four we found a deat Indian. Two of the party, it will b< remembered, had lbeen killed out ot the plain the night before: their chief then1, had boldly lied when lie tore Crow Wing that eight survived, foi only he and another left the plac< alie. "-Ne York nu. CHILDREN'S COLUMN 'ihe Boy and the Sparrow. Once a sweet boy sat and swung on a limb: On the ground stood a sparrow-bird looking at him. Now che boy he was good, but the sparrow was bad. SE It shied a big stone at the head of the lad. And it killed the poor boy; and the sparrow was glad. Then the little boy's mother flew over the - trees. "Tell me, where is my little boy, sparrow bird. please?" --He is safe in my pocket," the sparrow bird said: And another stone shied at the fond moth er's head. And she fell at the feet of the -wicked bird. dead. You imaaine, no doubt, that the tale I have mixed; But it wasn't by me that the st y was filxed.: 'Twas a dream a boy had t..er killing a bird: And he dreamed it so loud that I heard every word, And I jotted it down as it really occurred. -Good Words. Trading Mice and Their Wayc. During the winter days the wild creatures of the woods and fields and watery places of Florida enjoy sun shine and balmy weather, and there are many quacr animals among them, some of which are not found in the north. One of the mos* curious of these native inhabitants of the "flower land" is:the "trading mouse.." This little creature derives ita name from its peculiar habit of carrying things away and always leaving something in exchange. It inhabits houses and the woods, and there is nothing that it can handle which it will not try to carry off. If it succeeds. it will leave wha't it evidently thinks is a fair equivalent. Frequently a trading mouse will carry away a quantity of beans, for instance, and will leave a pile of weed seeds that it has gathered in the meadow. - The 'object of the mouse seems to be to pit something in place of the stolen Kes in order that the latter. may not .i missed. It has been known to ste l jewelry and leave small bits of woodor weed stalks where the jewelry lii been. ~ trading mice are,4ii' in appear anee to our comm . e and, like them, preferto- trav k ness. The Story of .Once qpon a _tinke woods. 7 -efrt out of the ground a wee, tender ing, rolled in w nedday dainty an [love to gather i eager hand reached dow Little Fern, for in all the gr earth there were no people to its beauty. The sighing of the wir in the trees,the music of a broakte; by, were the only sounds-to be hear' On e day a great storn came. L oud< and louder blew the wiud through ti tree tops. Day after day the rai fel1, wider and wider gr y the litt br ook. Could this ragi. caroar.iI torrent have been the swee~&4g~icii of the forest but a week ag2e l' Ia the rushing water came so ne.d th franl Little Fern was caught by tI stream and whirled away. Over and over, round and roun< down to the bottom, up to the top not a moment's rest for Little Fer> Flung against stones, hnrled amor floating branches, tossed amid leavt and t wigs, bruised by sand and grave for the brook in its haste carried alot everything in its reach. For da: Little Fern was borne swiftly on u: til they came to the quiet watars of lake. Then, together with the leavi and sand and gravel, Little Fern sat to the bottom. Every day the stream brought mo: sand and gravel,and they were burie deeper and deeper; and it seeme quite certain the sun would nev< shine upon Little Fern. Year aft< year, hundreds i~nd hundreds of yea ~passed, and Little Fern was bnrie nder many feet of earth. Graduall the tiny fern, once so fragile that aby's hand might easily have crush< it, became harder, until it turned stone. The sand and gravel, too, b came solid rock. You must r-emember that by th time they were priessed under to and tons of earth. Great forest trne had been added to the weight ov them; for, while Little Fern w 'quietly sleeping, wonderful thin1 had happened in the bright world ou side. Where the lake bad been, wider marsh appeared, then a fores But even the trees were not to rema forever. The ground in which thi grew sank lower, lower; and the fore became covered with water. And so change after change cami until again the surface far abo Little Fern was covered with den: forests. The world was no long< silent. Fleet-footed deer sped thron; the trees, chased by the arrows of tI Indians, and the air was filled wii the song of birds. The woods we full of life. Then came the white man with h axe, felling the trees, building hous and towns, digging far into the eari for the wealth hidden below. Dow. down, deep in the mines wvent i brave miners, searching~ for the co that long years ago had been fore trees and beautiful plants. Then caime a day when the "clan clang!" of tae pickaxe reached tI quiet resting-place of Little Fer Nearer and nearer drew the sound an finally there was a: burst of ligt a blow from a tool that shattered ti surrounding rocks, and Little Fei fell at the feet of a man1. Such a~col stiif Little Fe ni, all made of ston Th mretiy een color was gnne h ihe leaves were there. and r'ven the veins, just as they had been thonsands of years before, when Little Fern was fresh and young. "Look here, Harry," said the miner, .picking up the piece of stone and handing it to his companion, "your little boy will be interested in this fossil." So once more the bright sun shone upon Little Fern, as it was carried to the miner's home. Longing fingers touched the shining, dark leaves, and bright eyes gazed in wonder as the story of the Little Fern was tr:d to the children. After its calm,happy life in the woods, after its long, peril ous journey, after beig shut away fr.n the day and night or ages.Little Fern has now become a household treasure. -Primary Education. The Story of Monday. Perhaps you have guessed that Mon day is the Moon's day, because the people long ago thought that the moon was next to the sun in size. In many ways they were not so wise as the boys and girls of today, and so had no idea that the tiny twinkling i stdrs were really much larger than the moon, and only looked so small be eause they are millions of miles away. So they thought that the moon should be the next after the sun to I e aonored, and named the second day of the week for her. Diana was the name of the goddess of the moon. Everything about her was more soft and gentle than about the sun. While her brother, Apollo, the sun god, was driving his chariot through :he sky, she remained quietly at iome. But when the day was done, Twi ight opened the gates and the Moon started oh her journey. Her chariot was not so splendid as the sun's, but it was really quite nice, at least it would have seemed so to-us. It was made with silver wheels, silver axles, and the body of silver, too, which shone as brightly as a new 3poon. - Along the seat were rows of dia nonds and moonstones. Diana was the goddess of boys and girls, and always looked after them. Slaves, too, who were not generally treated very kindly, were under her care. Still, Diana, could be very errel s.t times,and treated very unkindly those who displease;1 her. She ksa fond of hunting and used 4tog bittirrogh the groves with iW and arrows. ; .A oves were sacred to her, a beaut~ultemple3were built in them where the people might go to - worship he-, and pray to the image which was set up there and called by er name. ae called Ephesus, there andsome one, which been sent SOnce i roy u as soon as they were able, it was re built and made more splendid tha Aever. e At one of the feasts to Diana ther' e wa mng other things a cake mad eround to represent the moon, an covered with lighted candles. n As I read of this I wonderedi stDna did not hare tha very firs tbirthday cake that ever was made. e With Diana there once li'ed; Imighty hunter called Orion. He use, to go about through the groves witi 1Diana, and they thought so much ( each other that Apollo, her brother gwas afraid she might marry him. sOrion had the power to walk thbroug the sea. One day Apollo saw him walkin s with only his head above water. -He thought this would be a goo atime to get rid of him, and aske kDiana if she could shoot that blac spieck on the water. She n.ew her bow; the arrow struc e him, and soon the waves wasbe dOrion's dead body out on the sand a her feet. She felt so sorry then, but it wa rtco late to bring Orion back to life All she could do was to have hir d pl:aced in the sky as a gr'oup of stars awhere he is to this very day or nighi aI hope if you do not know him, yo will have some one show him to you fr be is well worth seeing these win ter evenings, with his sword, his bei s and his lion's skin. isBeside him is Sirius, the dog-atai Sand before him are flying the Ple s ades. r I am sure you remember them, sleast one of them,Maia,for whom Ma was named, and Atlas, their fathe. t- who had all the world on his shou Diana was kind to people in trouble There was once a shepherd boy name Endymion, who in some way mad ,JtJpiter angry. No one could over d that without being punished, an 'Jupiter always seemed to have somn me new manner of punishing. seHe did not cut oft'Endym ion's hea or cast him in pr-ison, but just mad hhim so sleepy that he could not kee is eyes open. hThis was quitet unfortunate for eshepherd, for while hie was sleeping shis sheep niight all stm ay away and b s . sThis probably would have happene hexcept for Diana, who was so kind tha she watched the sheep every day an enot one was lost. Since kindness does much owar it making the world bright. I thinki ,was not much of a mistake, after all to honor Diana and name the secon e day of the week Monday or thme Moon *day.-The Favorite. There is a new railr o-d car that b .n its ownt motiou competses ammoni 1 gas to liquid, which in going throng the pipes expands and pr'odnees th t necessary coldness in the air, FOR WOMB'S B[ffENFI. A Novelty of the Hour. A trifle fantastic but still extremely novel are the queer new stockings of silk, on which a garter shaped piece of black or white silk is woven just over the ankle as the article would be worn outside of a shoe. These new devices are among the extravagances of dress, and not likely to become a popular fashion. Still it must be admitted that they are novelties of the hour. An Airy Fairy Effect. In an airy fairy arrangement in - hite organdie for a girl of 14 years, the nine gores of the skirt are set to gether with Valenciennes insertion, and each breadth is laid in tucks three /uarters of an inch wide, said tucks being stitched down two-thirds of the depth of the skirt, which is edged with a Va.oncienues edged organdie ruffle. The same sort of ruflie is round the yoke and the arm holes, the dress being worn with a guimpe formed of alternate rows of Valerciennes inser tion and clusters of organdie tucking. A sash of five-inch ribbon with hem stitching stripes is knotted with long ends at the back. The Fashiron in Hair Ornaments. Combs and ornaments, curved tombs, combs with g;istening orna *Xental headings, large shell pins with coronets, jeweled gauze butter flies, jewelel aigrettes, ostrich tips mounted on gold pins, diamond wings from the centre of which iises an os prey, a silver band from the centre of which a couple of diamonds quiver at the end of upright wires, play a con spicuous part in up-to-date coiffure. Flowers are also fashionable for the hair. Nothing is prettier for young girls than a single natt.ral rose nest ling against low coils. Tiny wreaths made of very small blossoms and green leaves, such as tailing arbutus, wood anemone, etc., are equally be coming. Many girls pin down their locks with goH or silver prongs topped with some minute colored device. Nothing has such a place in the young girl's heart as the hairpin decorated with microscopic peacocks in all their colors, dragon flies, green enameled shamrock and luck clovers, and a thousand other wee figures that con vert a new hairpin box into a veritable casket of infinitesimal curiosities. Just as many of these prongs as are neces sary are used to settle the coiffuqe nicely, and in conseqaence the de Rutante's head is a mafter of -we and interest to masculine or uneiidefl bachelors. -About Women's . Apetites. Beauty is not so alsolutely neces sary to a woman in th 3 year of grace 1900 as it was in "the '30s," and the f ,a or small appetite, whch was for' a ty , a t 'ho u t o1 thletic exercise for women hai t Inite killed the idea that a small ap petite was what our grandmotheri woald have described as genteel, anil women now eat what they want with e out affectation. e There is no dloubt that the girl wvhc eveyles for miles in a day, and wh< Splays golf as energetically as her br-other, needs mor-e food than the tyoung woman of 50 years ago; bui those who take little active exercise Sshould eat more sparingly. If a woman would be brigh', at Stractive and healthy she must b3 er tremely temiper-ate in the matter oj food. Of course, if she does noi mind having a muiddy complexion, Sdouble chin and a dtull br-ain, she car eat whatever and whenever she likes, b ut doing so is gbor~t as wasteful o: her str-ength and beauty as if shi were to take frequeut doses of some iharmful dr-ug. Those who wi h t< change their diet so as to ma:-e i what it should be must not forget the kplenti.ul use of fruits and vegetables. SSalads should be eaten daily, and ap t ples, figs and oranges should be usei freely. As a rule American peopi a eat too much meat and are far tc< -|fond of stimulating t eir appetites b: i the use of condiments. - Chicag< SiNews. ii| Two Girls on a Ianch. ,IGussie and Louise Lamnn r-an i heep ranch covering 50 miles of Cali t fornia mountains. They run it bot] mentally and physically. Both th< ,financial and out-of door1 wvork the: i-| do themselves, andi it is a success. "Huw did I come -;o begin this sori t of life?" Gussie said, as we sat on th< y steps. "Well, itwas fieyearsac -, when wool first went so low. B3efori -that father had threce men, but aftei he could only afford one Indian. 1 was .|at home on my Chris hmas vacation. Il L began snowing and i'n snowed all da3 e ant all night and wasl still snowing, o and father and Sam were out trying | to get the sheep in. They did nol e| come to dinner till after 4 o'clock, and when father came in he wvas so tirei | he could hardly get rff his horse. e "About 700 of the sheep were ii p the snow down in the gulch back o: Chinese mountain. T 1ey would just li< a ldown and die unless they were driver -, ot. 'Father, I'm goin ; to help get thos< e |sheep in,' I said, an'. just made hin let me. We worked in the snow till I every sheep wvas out and safe. The' t lwere wet and chilled. so we had t< L keep them moving till they got sorni lie into them. It was near-ly dlay ai light when we went home, and mnothei t was waiting, asleep in her rocking ,chair, but with lots o-f hot coffee sact L a blazing fire in the kitchen sto~e. a Such a sight as I wa, Every time] jumped off that hor-se I caught m' skirt, and it was torn from top t< v bottom and off the cand, and I was 'a wet to my neck. When I woke ul ne xt morning father w as getting read: e tc ide the range to see how the othei know he was an old man past 60, and it was at least 30 miles hard riding. J put on his clothes and went, and I have been doing it ever since. I don't think it is half as hard as mother's work, and I know there is not one thing about it which hurts any girl, and we like it, don't we, Liechen?" Courier Journal. How to Make Gardens Pay. The growing of seeds and bulbs for the general and local markets is a comparatively new field for women, and one of pleasure and profit. Few women have taken up this b:anch of ' gardening, and an expert horticultur ist expresses surprise that so fertile a field should have been' so long neg lected. Seed growing and hybridiz ing to produce new and finer varieties of plants than those at present in cul tivation is fascinating work and pe culiarly adapted to the artistic gifts of womankind. Several women have succeeded in this line of work, and all began with little capital and little as sistance or experience. Study, energy, watchful attention and specialization are the requisites for success in this work. One woman has a seed farm from which come special, choice things-notably wonderful pansies of a g'on ing red shade found nowhere e'ye. One woman who makes a spe cialty of petunias now enjoys the dis tinction of growing the finest petunias in the world. She began her work six years ago, and in that period has evolved from the dull colored f'ower of -old fashioned gardens blossoms that rival orchids in their delicate i beauty. Others are of such gorgeous tints that they look like living flames. She shades and blptches and tints th flowers in her garden with almost as much certainty of- result as if she were using a brush and colors. T e cosmos has been developed in another woman's garden from a tiny blossom into a great, satiny flower four inches across, showing a wide range of col ors. Hybridizing is a source of steady revenue. There is a constant demand for better forms and new or finer col ors of standard flowers, and there is practically no limit to the possibilities of their development. The nasturtium is old fashioned and common, but a well known seedsman paid $100 fox one plant in a beautiful coloring, an many times that~sum would be paid for a pure white nasturtium. A small beginning in the seed busi ness need not imply much outlay. Itf4 is better to have an eye to the local' market at first or to select somet1 ng that will meet a 'certain demand, "on.. the while keepinLja vievsomi ialty -fox - gwer . o' but the dema forms of vegetahl and at least - caetus grower - every cit uld find a profitable field. T ould be a distinct field- in the rowing of tropical fruits for window and decorative plants. Most of them are as hardy in the window and as easy of cultivation as geraniums, and their novelty alone is bound to attract attention. The woman who will edu cate people to the decorative value of *tropic succulents-the aloes, agaves, semr~er vivums and yuccas--will find herself reaping a ready harvest Thei~ artistic possibilities are fair beyonu those of palms, made common by use, and most of the plants named will grow and thrive under -conditions or dinarily favorable to plant life. *In every state there should be a good business in preserving the bean tiful wild plants of the sezition and bringing them within reach q',all gar d-& ns. Certain vines and shrubs plenti ful in some localities are listed at ex travagaut prices by seedsmen as choice novelties, and there is a re munerative field in collecting such things for large dealers. It may be said on the best authority that a thor ough knowledge of hybridizing is al wvays a reliable means or gaining a livelihood. - New York Commercial *Advestiser. -Bits of Fontininity. Black and silver is a coming popu Lar combination. Buttons set with real gems are the correct thing if one can afford it. Separate waists and not "blouses," are what fashion dictates for the sea son. Separate belts are no longer good - forxy, as everything now savors of the p lrincess effect. In the transparcnt yokes of tbe newest gowns there is no apparent shoulder seam. *Palm leaves bid fair to rival the ever pt pular polka dot for foulards, India silks and challies. Red tulle, spangled with red pail letes, is likely to become exceedingly popular for evening frocks. "Mitten sleeve" done insfine shirred chiffon will be used to the exclusion of gloves during the season. A lattice work of jets, beads or jewels, which, unlined, is used to cover arms and shonlders, is a late novelty for waists for gemi-formal oc casions. Aguinaldo Once a Prisoner. There is a story in circulation among sotue of the army officers who have just returned to Washington from Mainila that the army actually captured Aguinaldo in Cavite Pro vince, put him in jail for 15 days as a suspicious Amigo and then released him only to hear of his identity after he had gotten away. 'I ho ability of the Philippine leader to make up as a Chinamnan, 'or "Chino," as they are called in the Philippines, is said to be remarkable, and only a fellow na tive is able to penetrate such a dis guise. ___________ *The Cowardiceof $orne 'Men. Most men are afrai-l of their babies, only they are more afraid to admit it to their wives. -New York Pre