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A SONG OF
The world is white in the mild moon'i
light;
The lilies bloom in her silver sight;
Meseems some wonder is waking under
The star-flowered quiet of middle night.
From pole to pole, like a singing scroll,
The spheral sounds of the star-songs roll;
The air is gleaming with shapes of dream
ing;
A mystic music is on my soul.
?
Ch The Cloudh
I M 0i
/ S BY DANE
.
two years before 1h<
MMl' Mm tlay ttiat Ezra Shaw, tin
Jllj p,jjHI desert prospector, campei
IjM. J.'il| at Old T'ehaehapi the rocky
-\?)j mountains above him Lai
barely felt the touch ol
Tain. Those were the years of drougln
5n California, 1897 and 1808; and when
the low lands along the const wenl
dry, it was a drought indeed in tlu
"Tehaehapi Mountains, for they face<]
the Mohave desert.
On this day in June n great mirage ol
lieat overspread the shimmering sands
in the semblance of a vast lake dotted
with islands and trees; but tlie heated
dryness of the bed of tlie Tehachapl
River dispelled all illusions as to the
Jake below.
It "was not the first time that Ezrn
i Shaw had camped by the river. Foi
five years he had stopped at the same
place on his way to his prospects or
the desert, and more than once he had
seen that dry river-bed bank-high witli
muddy water. But to Philip West
ibrook, a young mining expert from the
East, it seemed a very unreasonable
precaution to cross the river-bad ant]
camp upon the hot mesa when there
was such a fine cottonwood tree dowr
in the bottom.
"How long since there's been a flood
in this stream?" he demanded, wheii
Ezra drove past the cottonwood on his
!?ttjr IV U 9UUUUJ JUUI^CI v/u Uiiv v/
site bank.'
."Let's see," said Shaw. "It was two
jears ago last Saturday."
"Well, if that's the case, let's camp
down under that cottonwood. I'll risk
a cloudburst to escapc a sunstroke any
day."
It was frightfully hot on the open
mesa, but a cool breeze drew up the
canon and fanned the cottonwood
Jeaves into a soothing rustle. Far up
above the mountain heights puffy thundercaps
loomed against the sky, radiat ing
a sultry, oppressive heat.
Ezra Shaw looked them over criticalfly
before he made reply.
"As I was saying," he continued,
"it was two years ago Saturday, and
the weather was hot and muggy, just
Bike this. You see that mark on the
* cottonwood tree down there, about six
feet above the ground? That's where
the water came. Came quick, too. Do
jou want to chance it?"
"I certainly do," replied Westbrook.
"Those clouds have hung round up
there for a week, and not a drop of
_ rain have they given up, with all their
;wind and thunder."
Sr> rlnivn in fhi* hnnlrlpr-stTPwn river
toed they camped, and the prospector
eoon had a meal cooked and spread in
the shad,? of the Cottonwood. West:
brook was going out to inspect one of
ihis mines in the interests of an Eastern
mining company, and Shaw knew
the desirability of humoring him, even
at a slight personal risk.
But for twenty years he had lived on
the changing desert, and he knew its
-extremes too well. So while he cooked
and fed the horses, he cast an occasional
glance up the canon. The suggestion
of the act irritated young West'brook,
who took it for a silent rebuke.
"What's the matter with you?" he
demanded. "Are you afraid a cloudburst
will jump round the point up
.there and drown you where you
etand?"
An indulgent smile wrinkled the heatblackened
face of the old prospector.
"Two years ago last Saturday I saw
something like that happem" h?' said.
[ "'A teamster was camped here at the
time. That's one of his wagon wheels
<down there by the lone cottonwood on
lrn/->l 1 TTrv trot /Trnvmivl hill
, !he was sure surprised. And now, il
you have no objections, I reckon I'll
\ ihook up and pull out of here. It looks
kind of black away up there on the
peaks."
"Well, I'd like to rest a little in this
ehade before we go on, but of coursc
if you insist "
"No insist about it! None at all! Yoi
just lie right down and rest, and I'l
'harness up and drive out of. this rivei
.(bottom. It hasn't rained in a lonj
time, but if that water up there hap
f \ pens to come this way, it will come 01
the jump. It's ten mifrs up to when
you see that black cloud, but it's al
down hill."
Without seeming to hurry, Sha^v
packed the dishes in the wagon ani
set about harnessing his horses.
Yet if he had been alone he wouli
lave worked like lightning. A grea
^insh lay ovei* the deep canon, and tin
iwind blew in little gusts toward tin
, * towering thundercaps, which touchec
the mountain peaks with a base of iukj
aind frightful blackness.
T7S?/-?*-w-? h1or?L? haco rain wnc -foil
i'w"1 ?????
ing somewhere. And whichever canoi
happened to receive that torrent at it:
head was sure to be swept like a grea
sluiceway. On those peaks the rail
did not fall in mere drops?it fell ii
eheets.
In the canon of the Tehachopi
scarred and scoured by the torrents o
S the past, a tense silence settled. Evei
to Philip Westbrook, dozing lazily ii
the shade, the stillness seemed om
inous.
He raised his head and idly watchet
the old prospector as he climbed int<
the wagon.
"Going to leave me?" he asked, a lit
tie scornfully.
"That's right," replied Shaw. "An<
if you'll take a fool's advice you'll ge
-\ ?ut ?f this wash quick!"
He turned his head up the canon an<
I listened a moment. Then he kicke<
I off the brake, yelled to his horses, aw
| started for the bank on tbe run.
I _ 'Tile in behind!" lie called back t<
THE NIGHT.
i The wonder grows, lilce an opening rose;
The face of heaven with a halo glows;
For joy or fearing, some charm is ncaring
I feci lis wings o cr the world unclose.
It fills me; there, in the middle air,
A splendor as of a meteor's hair!
The gates of heaven arc open; the seven"
Great angels glitter upon the stair.
?John Payne, in The Living Age.
m
urst !i
lei TehacHapi ^
COOLIDGE. ^
*
> Wcstbrook. "Don'4 yon lieaT it roar
- We're in for it this trip!"
1 Above the hammering of the wagoi
wheels against the rocks there rose ai
I unmistakable roar?a dull rumbl
' mingled with sudden cracks am
t crashes.
i Then a s<jlid wall of brown water
t eight feet high, swept majestically
? Tound the point above fhem, rearinj
1 its crest'in the air and seeming to leai
forward in its flight.
' Writhing in the depths behind, grca
, treetops slashed up ancL-plunged fron
I sight like spectral hands; and, racins
1 furiously before the wave, there racec
i a little cloud of dust, only to be Jickec
> up the next moment by the toweruij:
wall of water.
t One glance at its immensity, ant
young West brook scurried over th<
! washed boulders of the river-bed like i
i desert lizard.
^ "You can't make the bank! Catch or
1 behind!" cried Shaw, as Westbrook rar
" past the wagon.
' The bank was indeed too far away
! the inundation too imminent. No1
' krowing what else to do, he obeyed
* n r> >1 a Avf rv-i ?v> nn /\ ll/vnfiAO TTT/lH/
uuu. LiitT iit'Ai aivniCiJi titer xiwioco ?tuv
1 headed down the canon toward th<
lone cottonwood tree on the knoll?th<
t tree which showed the water-mark sis
1 feot above the ground.
1 In a mad runaway the two horses
' jerked the light wagon over rocks ant
bushes, fleeing from the bank of water
' Spreading far out across the widening
river-bed, the torrent lost for the tim<
1 its burst of speed.
Then a second great rush, like th<
surge of a tidal wave at sea, leapet
high above the point, and rolling on
swept down the middle of the canon.
When that tremendous mass ol
water, twice as high as at first, appeared,
Ezra Shaw knew that he was
caught. Yet he pulled the horses intc
a new course and lashed them into a
fury.
Fighting against fate, he now tried
to get in nue wiui lue lone tuuunwuui
knoll, so tliat when tlie water strncl;
them they might perchance bo washed
against it, if it stood before tlie storm,
Whishee ? whishee ? whishee! thej
heard the sage brush bowing before
the wave front. '
Brr-up! came the slapping water be>
hind the wagon, and then up they
went, while a great surge of icy watei
lapped over thein, taking their breath
like the cold douche of a shower-bath,
For a moment the horses rose with
the water. Then, as the bed of the
wagon began to float above the run
ning-gear, they sank from sight. The
heavy wagon wheels dragged them
back and down, and the wagon bee1
swept upon them.
But although tbe leaky wagon bed
rocked wildly beneath him, Ezra Shaw
did not abandon his struggling team.
Gripping the reins, he braced his feel
against the dashboard and heaved theii
heads up from the muddy water. Ther
the wagon bed crashed into something
solid, and stopped. The horses were
swept past, and the wagon wheels
fouled and stuck fast.
Thev had struck the lone Cottonwood
[ that stood upon the knoll, and in a
( moment there was a bewildering tangU
! and uproar?the horses hung by th(
heads against the current, great clots
of brush and small trees smashed
against the wagon bed and stuck fast
, . and above all was the thunder of th<
brown water rushing past.
| For a second the two men balaneet
! where they were and looked at the
( roaring torrent. Then the old pros
. pector handed the reins to Westbrook
J and clambered out on the swayinf
I wagon box, now stacked lngb witl
. drift.
> Back he came .vith a long pickei
rope, one end of which he tied hur
; riedly to the bending cottonwood.
? "We've got about three minutes t(
get out of here before the whole islanc
i goes!" he shouted in Westbrook's ear
1 "I'll go down and cut the horses loos<
< first, and then we'll swim for it."
; Then he threw the free end of th<
. rope out over 'ie horses' backs anc
cKA /Irtti'n in^A 4 iirnfnr
] oiivx uvn ii iinv iut' tvaivri.
> First he passed the rope through th<
1 slack of their belly-bands and knottei
it swiftly. Then, as they hung by thi!
support, he twlcbed the reins fron
1 Westbrook, out the horses apart
reached down and slashed the tugs
I aud beckoned for him to follow.
[ Before the pressure of the flood ih<
j lone cottonwood groaned and popped
> bending slowly. On each side of tin
i accumulated snag a mill-race of bob
> bing- trees, posts and bushes swop
past, and the rumble of huge boulder
. rolling on the bottom sounded abovi
i the swash of the tumbling waves.
5 But deepest of all, like the growl o
t some destroying monster, came tin
i roar of the immediate waters, burrow
j ing beneath the roots of the sturd:
cottonwood, washing its little island o
soil away like sugar, and threatenini
at every moment to root it up and over
whelm horses and men alike, as the:
hovered behind its protecting bulk.
There was no choice about it fo
Philip Westbrook. He went down th<
rope with a rush, clutched the firs
horse, and was passed on by Shaw t<
the secondThen.
at the touch of his knife, thi
pic ket rope popped like a rifle shot, an<
they were swept on with the torrent!
Huge, sinuous waves, four and fivi
feet high, yet flowing smooth and oil;
over their new-formed bed of sand
showed where the current ran swiftest
and into this Shaw headed his horse
j making for the left-hand side of tin
) I stream, where, in the perpetual wind
ing of'{hp river, a long sand-spit jutted
out almost to the opposite shore.
But hardly had he reached the middle
. of the current -when there was a great
', crash behind. Rising on a wave, lie
saw the lone cottouwood and all its
mass of drift heave forward and rush
down upon them.
Beckoning frantically to Westbrook,
he turned Ills horse's head from the
. shore, and drove straight ahead with
the swiftest current. Behind, the confused
mass of trees and drift, bound
* together by a great section of barbed[
wire fence, spread out like an enormous
drag-net and swept after them.
Although at each plunge their horses'
heads went through the crests of the
waves, Shaw and Westbrook still held
to the swiftest current, for to be caught
in that tangle of barbed wire and
splintered wood meant certain death.
Already light sticks of wood and
masses of punLy drift were bobbing
I round them, but the drag-net of barbed
* wire and trees was held' back by its
greater weight and the catching of
, scraggy roots.
th<. /mrrpnt w?iK strongest
1 a great loop, a drifting tangle of wire
and cedar posts, reached after them
' like the feelers of a great" monster
, clutching at its prey. Then the more
buoyant of the free cedar posts shot
past them and darted on over the
' -waves.
In a ruck of sticks and driftwood the
j swimming horses were carricd swiftly
round the point of the 6and-spit and
t into the lower bend of the river. Part
j of the wire fence caught on the point
? and hung dangling; (ben, as the other
j end was sucked past, it tore loose and
j dragged along behind.
But no sooner did Ezra Shaw pass
' the turn and see that the wire was
j caught than he puiled his half-drowned
, horse to the right and urged him for
' the shore. Below them stretched out
another point;, it was their last chance
to escape. Desperately the tired horses
1 pawed the water, fighting to gain the
1 shore, yet swept on by the current.
As they checked their flight and
turned against the current, once mure
the loops of barbed wire, hurried on
by the swiftest water, reached out to
enwrap there.
J Nearer and nearer they crept, and
SliaAv saw that they were caught.
: "Swim for it!" he yelled to Weslbrook,
who followed near, and plunged
5 into the muddy waters. Desperately he
kicked and floundered, but his heavy
boots weighed him down, and lie was
r glad to seize upon a fence-post and
float. Just then he saw his horse,
freed of its burden, striking boldly
5 out for the shore.
Throwing aside his float he lunged
' fiercely after it, and with a final flurry
of hard swimming managed to catch
it by the tail. There he clung until, ig^
uominiousiy, he was dragged into shal'
low water.
' liut Westbrook proved a oener swim1
met', and was able to gain the shore
unaided, while his horse, landing on
1 the tip of the point, barely escaped
1 the onrush of the terrible barbed-wire
' fence.
I Two hours later, mounted on their
. draggled horses, Ezra Shaw and West'
brook rode back along the clean!
1 scoured river-bed.
Scarcely a trickle of water mean*
dercd down the channel in the wake of.
that awful torrent. In the dusty road}
down which the travelers had plunged
i into the treacherous dry-wash the
. tracks of their wagon wheels were still
i clear and fresh?not a drop of rain
i had fallen to lay the dust; but that
wagon was now probably ten miles
> down the canon, its wheels buried deep
i in the sand, the bed piled up on some'
I mountainous snag.
"These cloudbursts are sure sudden,"
I . said Shaw, surveying ,the river-bed
ruefully. "I reckon you understand
now why 1 generally camp on the
t bank."
Ami Wnsfbvonk said he did.?Youth's
[ Companion.
r ~
Art In Advertising.
! The man desirous of keeping in touch
? with the doings of the commercial
world- around him may find a walk
' along any prominent thoroughfare in
1 any large city merely a piece of invigJ
orating exercise, but if his eyes are
i wide open it may be u liberal educai
tion. Eternal vigilance is* not only the
; price of liberty, it is also the price of
sound, up to date business methods.
' A merchant's show window is without
a doubt the one in which he is most
interested, and the one that he wants
* to have the most attractive, but it
must be remembered that his compet'r
itor also has the same object in view,
' and his mothocL3 for attaining it are
1
worth careful consideration, not only
that one may get some good ideas,
t but also that one may learn wherein
" he is wrong and '.void Uie saibe mistake
in your displays.
J But there is another field open to
1 tlie student or business meuious, ami
while at the present time it is one of
1 the widest, yet the likelihood of even
greater development in it is evident to
- all, so that it behooves the merchant,
1 be he ever so obscure, or ihe clerk,
though his position be of the humblest,
> to carefully watch it. It is the adver1
tising Jlumns of the daily and class
papers. There is no oP^er barometer
1 of trade conditions than these same
' advertisements; there is no indicator
? of the tendencies of the public tasto
that is quite so sensitive, nor is there
- one that the wide awake business man
watches more closely; for it shows
him what his neighbor is doing to at*
" tract custom, while in his class or trade
I journals the advertisments give him
s the latc.it development in his own flekl
~ of labor. The day is long past for a
flamboyant announcement that the
goods described below are better and
? cheaper than they have ever been be~
forp or will .or bo again. The best
' form of advertl ing would speak of
these goods as unusual!., attractive,
I i_ ?/iart tlinl
, | auu il 1U UUUliluu lL nug vmiiuvu ......
"| tliey were low in prices as well, the
' reason for tliis would be plainly and
simply stated.?Press and Printer.
P Ko Cause For Alarm.
t Tlie silent partner was glancing
o over a statement he had found on the
cashier's desk.
e "Do you mean to say this is all the
3 money we've made this year?" he
yelled. "Why, there's brcn gross mise
management liere and somebody is gof
ing to get fired!"
"Don't get excited, Bill," said th<
^ head of the packing-house gently
>, "That'* just a little document we've
e been /otting up. There's an inves'
- eatinr committee arouud." I
FOOTBALL'S DEATH.LiST.
Slaillinf Kecord of "UnneceRnary HoughncM"
i*or Only Five Venn*.
Forty-five deaths niul hundreds of *
serious injuries is 1 lie record of foot- 'tki
ball for the last five years. Hardly
n single game lias been played during aT1
which it has not been necessary to
carry one or more of the players from to
the field. In almost every instance the SX!
death or injury was due directly to the e*
heavy mass plays against which President
Roosevelt and the country at '
large are protesting so vigorously.
To chronicle all the injuries would ^nJ
require th- use of thousands of names, m<
and even then none would be included
where the hurt was of a less serious '
character than the breaking of a collar of
bone. The more spraining of an ankle "w(
is not considered of sufficient importanee
to interest anybody except the thi
individual player, and perhaps bis
parents. 00
W?tf 11\ 4hn Kir- nn1Ifi?yA <rnm^C DQI
the list of injuries is large enough to *01
prove interesting, showing, as it does, to
ten legs and fourteeu collar bones <>*
broken in four years of piny for a brief to
six weeks each, to say nothing of four nP
skulls fracturcd, five spines injured, tic
four shoulders dislocated and a couple nd
of broken nosfs. One player got his toa
neck broken without its causing his
death. ch
Of the forty-five who gave their lives
to football, nearly every death may be a
traced to the "unnecessary roughness" ^ei
against which Mr. Roosevelt has pro- wl
tested. Picked up unconscious from co:
beneath a mass of players, it was gen- - an
orally found that the victim had been toi
kicked in the head or stomach, so as co
to cause internal injuries or concns- ba
sion of the brain, which sooner or later as;
ended life.
Sixteen died as a result, of internal
Injuries, four from broken necks, six' th<
from concussion of the brain, eight an
from broken backs, three from paraiy- tic
I sis, two from heart failure, one from a
lockjaw, one from blood poisoning, due W
to a cut received in a game; one from an
hemorrhages and two from meningitis cei
induced by spinal injuries suffered in no
play. P?
Football casualties in five years:
Deaths 45 8(*
Collar bones broken in college games be
alone 14 mi
Legs broken 10
Ankles broken fi
Skulls fractured 4 1
Arms broken 4 tOl
Spines injured 5 ?0
Knees injured 6 .
ct.?m4 tri
tzujuu juci o uiai\/i.oi>cu Noses
broken * 2 I
Internal injuries, serious 4 th;
Necks broken, not fatally * 1
Complete Education.
A girl's education is most incomplete he
unless she lias learned no
To sew.
To cook. rei
To mend.
To be gentle. t
To value time.
To dress neatly. P?
To keep a secret.
To avoid idleness. ?.u
To be self-reliant. e
To darn stockings. *ai
To respect old age.
To make good bread. sni
To keep a bouse tidy. on
To be above gossiping. ^r(
To make home happy. th'
To control ber temper.
To take care of tbe sick.
To lake care of the baby. ,y
To sweep down cobwebs.
To marry a man for his woutb. th'
To read the very best of books
To take plenty of exercise.
To be a helpmate to her husband,
To keep clear of trashy literatim*. 'aA
To be light-bearted and fleet-footeu. en
To bp a womanly -woman under oil y?
.urcumstnnees.?Philadelphia Inquirer.
tbi
A Kesular Bogton Joke. OU
The professor bad been summoned as
ftn expert witness in a ease involving
the ownership of a tract of coal land. ^
"I -will'ask yon, professor," said Ihe
attorney for the prosecution, "if the /fe]
geological formation of this land cor- ^
responds with the published data per- fu
taining thereto?" en
"It does, sir," lie answered. ^
"You have thoroughly read up the De'
geology of the tract in question?" cj{]
"I have not." no
"You have not?"
"No sir "
a... ar
"1 ask the jury to noticc that the sh"
witness flatly contradicts himself. Now, er
sir, if you haven't read up the geology Jg
involved in this case, "why do you pre- ca]
tend to know anything about it?" 1n
"Eccause, sir," said 1lie professor, au
"in studying geological formation it is an
my invariable custom to read down."
"Silence in the courtroom!" thun- ^
dered tlie judge.?Chicago Tribune. ne,
jnf
A Tramp Chemist. J
"I am Nicholas Giulot, professor of
chemistry," said a tramp gathered with p
other vagabonds in the streets of Faris,
when asked by the police lieutenant to
identify himself. And from his liltby
clothes he lished documents proving w:i
that he spoke the truth. Investigation th<
showed that the tramp was a former be;
lecturer at the University of Paris, me
that for years he had astonished the fel
scientific world by his discovereies, and cir
that finally the Government sent him
to the Congo to study certain topo- th;
graphical and other conditions. When we
ho came back from Africa the former I
society man seemed to have lost all his
?ncrgy, and gradually vanished from TL
sight. "Send me to prison for a week, sai
it least," he begged the police. "I tal
nust have regular food and a bed, lest Hn
I perish."?Chicago News. pu
Ln<
Known the Kaiiineie.
Little Harold's father is at the advertising
end of a big paper, and the ^
youngster often hears technical terms fl.'.
(n the talk about him. A family
friend recently brought a box of choco- "
lates when he called, and giving them
to the boy, said: "Now, Hal, I hope j
you'll mention me in your prayers for ,
that." of
"Put your name in ODe time for p0I
that," was Master Harold's reply. "If
you want to be mentioned every night aQ(
until further notice you'll have to ^
bring me a bigger box."? New York ^
l'ress.
Kasslun Lav,
In Russia laws are made to be I
broken. A native critic said that Rus- Afi
sian legislation was like a horseshoe; <>v?
it came so hot from the anvil that no ;mt
one dared to touch it, it soon grew so aw
cold that every one handled it, and ant
finally it was trodden under foot?New sv
York American. "
H .
A PERSIAN CURE .
el* Cinde and Superstitious Method
of Doctoring.
3f the progress of medical science
s Persian people know little. They
ride diseases into two classes, hot
d cold. A cold remedy is applied
a ''hot" disease, and a hot remedy,
a "cold" one. In "With the Pil[ms
to Mecca" the author tells his
perience with one of their physiins:
rhe eveninc peforc I left Mecca for
idah I was suffering from a rack;
headache, and my friends advised
j to consult a certain Arab physim.
[n the East they never break the ice
silence with a remark on the
;ather. The customary opening is to
juire if you are in health. I told
e doctor, in answer to his question,
at I had a bad headache, and had
me to him to be cured. He asked
? on which side the head ached. I
uched the spot, whereupon he fell
rubbing it vigorously with the palm
his right hand, calling out the while
the urchin to fetch the necessary
paratus for the forthcoming opera>n.
The boy disappeared. In a Tew
nates he came back, bearing in both
nds a round, hollow plate of clay
which wsre a few lumps of burning
arcoal.
The next thing he brought in were
couple of iron Tods about twice the
lgtli of an ordinary pencil, together
th a cup filled with a black liquid,
mposed, if I mistake not, of starch
d the soot of an oil lamp. The doc
thrust the rods in the glowing charal.
The fear of being branded
thed Jiy brow in sweat. The doctor
sured me I had no cause to be afraid,
rhe tips of the rods by this time
;re red-hot. Having tipped them in
e cup of ink, he closed hi9 eyes,
d then raised his voice in an incantan
that lasted several minutes. Not
single word could I understand,
hen it was over he opened his eyes,
d saying the word"Bismillah," proeded
to draw with one of the rods,
w cool, on my right temple, five perndicular'
lines crossed by five horinfnl
AV1AO flmo +Int7
uares. Several magic hieroglyphics
sides -were inscribed in the same
inner behind my ears and on the
pe of my neck.
ifter every operation the good doc*
would pause to ask me,"Is the pain
ne now?" Four times did I tell the
ith; then, fearing further tattooing,
assured the persevering little man
it I thought I was better.
3is joy knew no bounds. He said
e secret was left to him as an inritance
from his father, and that on
account must I wash off the signs
til the next day, or.the pain would
turn.
His Parting Shot.
'Beggin' y'r parding, mum," said the
lite cabman, gazing at the shilling
iieb reposed in his palm, "but this
:u nin't sufficient to liquidate your
rbilitirs. C'rect fare's one and a
iner."
'Nothing, of the sort, my man,"
apped the elderly female standing
the pavement. "The exact distance
>m the Bpot Avhere I engaged you to
y door of this house is just 200 yards
ort of a mile. You cabbies can't
eat me," she continued, triumphant"I
know too much for you. I
ven't Deen riuing aoout in. cans iur
f? last: twenty years for nothing!"
'No, mum?" said the Jehu, inquir;ly.
with his head on one side. "You
prise me. 'Taint your fault if you
en't, mum," he went on, as he gath>d
up his reins; "I'll bet you've done
ur little best."
Vnd before his Tate passenger could
ink of an appropriate reply he was
t of sight.?Tit-Bits.
Victims, All.
The West Philadelphia Era neb of the
itional Fratrenity of Hay Fever Suffers
has assessed its members a
arler each, to be paid into a national
tid which, it is hoped, will be large
ough to induce some fellow with
lins to invent a positive and permant
cure for the malady. This assottion
is no joke with the sneezers,
matter what the outsiders may
ink. The officers work without sal7,
and no one is eligible to memberip
who is not a full-fledged hay fevsufferer.
No puny snip of a sneeze
accepted as warrant for an appliot's
eligibility. One must be able
rip.out a sneeze that for violence
d virulence equals a scream before
application for membership is so
ich as considered. At a meeting of
i West Philadelphia Branch it was
cessary to dispense with the read;
of the minutes because of the sec
?i "nh: in/!/%!_
iir.v o w cuuv.uuvu.?i unuuwiia
Record.
Didn't Want the "Whole Lot.
,Vlien several years ago Billy Ht^o
is running for office in Indianapolis
i "boo" gang was alive. A few days
fore election one of the most glib
tubers told Hays that he and his
lows absolutely controlled ten preicts.
If yon want them precincts," said
i boo, "we can get 'em for you. All
ask is a dollar."
Jays thought a while. "
Ten precincts, you say, for a dollar,
at would be ten cents u precinct,"
d Hays in all seriousness. "I'll just
co two precincts," and with this
lys reached into his pocket and
lied out two dimes for the boos.?
liana pol is News.
Insurance For Fist.
L scheme for the co-operative insur:e
of pigs has been started in Wiltre,
the idea being to strengthen by
algamation the hundred or more pig
urance cluhs which already esist
the county, and to form new pig
bs in villages which are the source
5imA of our best breakfast ba
i. The new association, which is to
known as the Wiltshire Pis Insur:e
and Provident Association, is to
registered under the friendly socles'
act?London Express.
Camels ai Petg.
!aby camels are great pets in South
rica, and are nursed and tended and
>n carried about by their attend:s.
The very young camel Is an
kward creature with a loHg neck
1 uncertain legs. During the first
7 months th?y weigh no more than
ordinary uo;.
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LAP DOCS;
How Tt?y Ham Figured in History mod
How They Are Made.
Tlic making of new kinds of dogs lias
been a profitable industry since remotest
history, and promises, especially
in the case of lap dogs, to go on forever.
The "latest thing in lap dogs" has
been very clearly defined ever since
the days of the Greeks and Romans iu .
Europe and from a much earlier period
in Europe.
In the sepulchral halls of the great
pyramids sculptures have been found
in which a small species of elegant
greyhound is seen following members
of the royal family. Both are chiselled
in the stiff "one foot in front of the
otlier" style of old Egypt, but the dog
A unmistakably a special artificial
breed just as much as a modern dachshund.
China evolved her Pekinese spaniel
in lier progressive days, some SOOO
years ago. Chinese inertia has preserved
the breed unchanged to this
day in the regal palaces of the Empress.
When the Summer palace in
.Pelcin was searched in I860 by European
troops six specimens were found.
These dogs, whose unbroken ancestry
is older than any royal family, kven
that of the Empress, were found upon
silken pillows, each in its own special
apartment. Each had a special retinue
of attendants, who had fled.
ui an ine jap aogs 01 aiurvye uuu
America, perhaps the first to be mentioned
is the "Maltesedog," or "Maltese
terrier," as it was once called. This
silky little toy of a creature is said
to have been originated in tbe town
of Melita, in Sicily, whence it was exported
to Rome and Athens in their
days of greatness.
Strobo, the historian, describes them
as "not bigger than corampn ferrets or
weasels, yet they are not small in understanding
nor unstable in their love."
From the first century until the nineteenth
the Maltese dog was only heard
from occasionally, but that it retained
its individuality and feminine fayor
are shown by its description eighty
years ago in the European Magazine
as a "pampered creature waddling and
wheezing its pampered way after its
fashionable mistress."
In the eighteen-sixties new and superior
breeds of dogs appeared as
-f- --b xi- - ?1. -
velous and rarely wonderful spectacle.
There are long rivers the rushing
sweep of which drain the heart of the
continent. Tlie Rocky Mountains, lifting
granite peaks, alien and remote, far
up into the clouds; scarred clefts and
canons, deep wooded valleys that hiut
of savage withdrawal from human association.
The mysterious and barbaric
land of the mesas, and the great
primeval forests that whisper and rustle,
and gleam and gloom in light and
darkness, and through every season of
the year. The forest that is never
ecn twice in the same aspect and
never tells the same story; is as silent
as the grave, and yet is filled with constantly
moving, hidden, unseen life; as
I changeful and mutable as numan ?
thought, and as mysterious as the im- ^
pulses that sway human acts.?Metro- ^
politan Magazine. r
Onr Sophl?tlcated Foods,
Suppose you ask for the grocer's DPSt
strawberry jam, and he charges you
four-pence a pound for it, and you get y
a mixture of foreign fruit-pulp, sweet- ^
ened with glucose, colored with aniline 1
dyes, with seeds alien to the straw- c
uerry put iu; umt nu i^ai musof
complaint; and the dealer is quite f
free from prosecution, provided he has 11
included in the composition one or two ?
trawberries.?I/^dOE Magazine.
v v*
rivals 01 tue XUUllVSt;, WIJU rajjiuijr juoi
his supremacy. Dog shows gave great
impetus to Improvement and variety of
the little canines. In the efforts of
their breeders to" hold their place the
Maltese was reduced to live pounds In
adult weight.
It is said that one of these little animals
could be placed in a lady's glove.
This appatently ungallant inference
to the size of feminine hands of the
time is explained by the assumption
that the "glove" was a hawking gaiintlet
with sleeves reaching almost to the
shoulders.
The pocket beagle enjoys popularity
to-day among many Women.
Anne of Denmark and Mary of Modena,
two Queen consorts of the Stuarts,
both "fancied" Italian greyhounds,
and in the well-known painting
by Ward, R. A., of James II., hearing
of the landing of William of Orange,
an Italian hound sniffs suspiciously at
the messenger, while a court lady entertains
the infant Prince of Wales
with a King Charles spaniel pup.
At one time, not so long ago, it was
60 fashionable and sought after that
an attempt was made to improve on
nature by interbreeding the Italian
greyhound with the toy terrier, but
with most lamentable results; and it
was with the greatest difficulty and
patience that the ill effects of the mesalliance
were overcome, and the breed
puiiWied by the infusion of fresh blood
from its native Italy, until it once more
displayed those true traits and that
exquisite grace which makes this
fragile little creature so. admired by
ladies of taste and refinement.
There are doubtless several newtypes
in formation at this time under
the careful experiments of breeders.
Each one should have its day of popularity
and bigh prices, to be succeeded
by a later canine freak.
Reinforcing His Explanation,
The editor of the Gory Gulch Vindi
cator happening to look out of His window
saw Comanche Pete approaching
the office with an expression of wratli
on his face and a rerolver in each
hand.
Glancing hastily at a copy of the
Vindicator that lay on the table before
him he sought to ascertain the
cause of the impending visit. His eye
was caught by this item:
"They are talking of running our illustrious
fellow citizen, Comanche
Pete, for town marshall. He's a
huckster?that's what Pete is."
He had barely time to snatch a big
revolver from the drawer in his table 1
when the door opened and Comanche
Pete came in. ;
"Pete," quietly remarked the editor,
leveling the weapon at him, "throw
up your hands. I've got the drop on
you. I wrote it 'hustler.' "?Chicago 1
Tribune. 1
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The BeantJ?8 of Our Land.
Nature's beautv in America is a mar
VANITAS VANITORUXL . B
BALLADE.
Good and Bad, \
Saint and Sot, !
.Wise and Mad? H
Matters not; |B
Earth is shot
Pull -with inanity? HH
Hence the mot- v
to, All is Vanity!. i% MB
. ^
Girls that glad |fl
Gowns have got, HH
Fashion, Fad? V HM
All such rot
One may spot V
With mild profanity:
Hence the mot- BH
to, All is Vanity!
Khig and Cad, M
Love, too, add Hfl
In the plot, H(
With a lot : S
Of fine urbanity: $'
Hence the mot- JH|
to, All is Vanity! >
EJTVOY. B
These are what ' > >
Make up Humanity:
.Hence the mot- .
to, AIT ia Vanity! ? IB
?Felix Carmen, in Life, H
Knickcr ? "What caused the acc^' ' 9
dent?" Bocker?"He suddenly gained! M
control of his machine."?Brooklyn B
Poet?"This, sir, is the only poem ? H
ever wrote." Editor?"Well, cheer up*'
Nobody is going to take it away from H
you."?Cleveland Leader. , H
Autumn all our sorrow doubles, '* g
"Kb the season of despair, S
But I'd stand the other troubles H
Were it not for football hair. H
"I notice they've got some insurance
men on the stand in New York."|
"Looks more like they've got 'cm Ofl
the <run!"?New Orleans Times-Demo* ^
crat. K .
y.
Bob?"Miss Subbubs bas asked me to '
call to-nigbt." Dick?"Xes?" ..Bob?'
"Yes. What shall I wear?" Dick (y?b?/
bas been there)?" 'Ware of the dogf'-J
Philadelphia Ledger. . I ;
"A man always gets on easier by tafc^
ing hid wife's advice." "Yes," aiw
swered Mr. Meekton. "When things
turn out badly there Isn't so mueW /
said."?Washington Star.
The chap who's on some jury.
Receiving two per day, . _ J??
Ne'er bursteth forth in fury *
About the law's delay. ' f
"Do you think it is honest for a man
to accept money for a campaign fund?*
"Why, yes," answered Senator Sor-?' '
ghum, "if he really turns it over to the .
fund."?Washington Star.
Sox?"Has your young brother made
up his mind what he wants to v.0?1*
Fox?"Not yet; but I think he would
like the position of special adviser to/
a lady's golf club."?Judge.
Edith?"Papa is immensely pleased
to hear you are a poet." Ferdy?"I? '
he?" Edith?"Ob, very?the last of my/ .
lovers he tried to lick was a football
player."?Chicago Daily News.
Singleton?"Have you decided what
you' are going to call tlie baby, old
man?" Wedderton?"Certainly. I'm
going to call him whatever my wife
names him."?Chicago Daily News.
Mrs. De Fashion (at a children's
party)?"Marie!" Nurse Girl ? "Yes,j . ,
ma'am.* Mrs. De Fashion?"It's time
for usMo go home. Which of these
children is mine?"?New York WeeklyJ
Burglar?"Here's a bill from a sunn,
mer hotel." His Pat ? "Ptecelpted?"*,
Burglar?"Yep." His Pal?"Den we>ret
too late. Leave a nickel on de bureau
fer de poor guy, and we'll skidoo."?
Puck. k
Nurse?"Bridget, come here, and see
a French baby born in Dublin.'*
Bridget?"Poor little darlint! It'a ai
great perplexity you'll be to yourself*'
I'm thinkin', wJaen you Degm sup^m.in'!"?Punch.
I
".Remember," said the serious friend,
"that you are a serrant of the people."1
"Yes," answered Senator Sorghumj
"The trouble is that nowadays you are
expected to serve the people without)
accepting any tips."?Washington FtarJ
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'Bub Top Information. f
A portly, middle-aged schoolman*
from interior New Jersey engineered:
her juvenile nature study class of six!
boys and six girls on a Saturday afternoon
trip a-top a Fifth avenue
double-decker stage. The youngster#
availed of the opportunity to treat,
teacher to a rapid-fire series of all
manner of questions. Many of the'ih-J
" * - V? All fV-V 4 c* /
quiries relating 10 -wwjsc uvuo? ^ , ,
that," etc., stumped tbe educator and! V |
she in turn was dependent for this, ' !
information upon the lone man wboj , \J
found space on tlie second-story tier of| 1
seats.
As the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel wasi
passed Gracie asked Herbert allj
about it He replied right off the bat:i
"There's -where Mrs. Astor lives.1')
When the Vanderbilt mansion at Fifty-j
eighth street came in view llttla,
"Herby" vouchsafed this news: "That's
old man Vanderbilt's flat"?New York!
Press.
How Fog Strains the Ejes.
Many of the officers of steamships
running in this port are afflicted with ft
new disease, which for want of a better
name some of them call the "fog
>ye." It is an inflammation caused by;
jeering into the fog, and while painful
t soon passrs away.
Captain ]?jgglns and the officers of
ie United States Fruit Company's
jassenger and mail steamer Admiral
Sampson, which arrived at Long
iVharf this morniug after a good run
Tom Jamaican ports, were among
iose whose eyes were affected by the
:og. Running through fog and trying
x> distinguish objects when it is alImnAecihln
fn ttvo n V^KKpl's f
iway is a heavy strain on the eyes, and *
ho fog, combined with the" heat, proluces
a smarting sensation. ? Boston
Transcript.
Love and BZiddlo Age.
Rumor teils us that the middle-aged
vc*nan is again to oust the jcune fllle,
rho has had a sort of "innings" of late.
Vnd as the stage sets a great many otf
>ur fashions, it looks as if rumor were
:orrcct for once in a way. At all
>vents, the love affairs of the middleged
are just now occupying our
tage to a considerable extent.?Lon*
Ion World.