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BATTLED WITH ANGRY GRIZZLY ! Cook Who Mistook Bear for Friend Has Thrilling Encounter. During the winter of 1909-10 I found myself in Spokane, Wash. Trade was very slack, and though I tried hard, I failed to secure a position. I was a hotel and restaurant cook, but I could not get anything to do. _ Things were looking pretty black when one day, quite by accident, I met a former friend of mine. After a few words of greeting, he asked me where I was working at present, and I told him in how bad a fix I was, and bow hard it was to find any kind of a job. "Well," he said, "if you would care to go out to some camp I might get you something." He added that he was working in the office of a mining firm, which owned several large mines, and that this company intended to start a camp out in Idaho ' - ii-:- ~ TT-nal W 1L11111 LliC 11CA1 v? Two days later I received instructions to call on my friend's company. I saw the manager, who told me that if I was.willing to go to a small mining camp to cook for seven men I could start that very evening. I promised to be at the depot at the appointed time and went back to my hotel to pack up. At 5:20 in the evening I took the train to Butte, Mont., arrived there at 8:40 next morning and changed for the train to Armstead, where I met Mr. Frank Turner, the engineer, and five miners. The road from Armstead to Gilmore, Lima county, was at that time under construction, and for this reason we had to wait until 1 o'clock to get a work train to the latter place. From Gillmore to the mine was nearly nine miles, and after arriving there we had to stop at the hotel for the night, and then proceed next morning to the mine on horseback. Wearied out, we finally reached our destination, in the heart of the Bitter Root mountains, in the forenoon, and I had to commence work at once. I had to cook for seven men?Mr. Turner, his assistant and five miners. 1 I was looking around, thinking about nothing in particular, when I heard some curious sound coming from the trail leading to the mine. I listened, but neither saw nor heard anything else, and I was just about to go in and start on work when the sound came again?like the breaking of a small board. I started in the direction of the noise, getting my eyes used to the uncertain light, and presently saw some object moving along the trail about thirty feet ahead of me. Thinking that perhaps some prospector had got into difficulties and was crawling along the trail, I stood my shovel down and called out: "Halloa! Is- anybody ;there?" There was no answer to my shout, so I started to investigate. I was within ten feet of the object, and getting ready to pick up the figure I could just -discern on the ground, when, to my horror, the mass all at once straightened up and presented itself to me as a full-grown grizzly bear of immense size! The bear had one of the leg-bones I had thrown out 'under his right arm, just in the same way as a human being would hold a parcel. I noticed that. Then he let out a roar and started towards me. I made a jump backwards, too frightened to think. Next moment the bear dropped the bone and, raising itself on its hind legs, gave an angry growl, showing his awful teeeth. Then he came for me. his fore-paws stretched out as if he would like to take me in his arms. Wild with fright, I turned and ran for the door of the cook-house; but, to my horror, I could not open it; the snow I had thoughtlessly stamped down kept it tight shut. I pulled at it with such force-that I tore off the lock and half of the plank, but the door itself would not move an inch. All this happened quicker than it is told, and meanwhile the bear came nearer and nearer. He was only a few feet away when a thought struck me. Turning round, with one bound I was in the meat-house, the door of which, as mentioned before, stood above the ground level and opened easily. I bolted it behind me with a meat-hook the instant I was in, and I was not a second too soon, for the bear was there, scratching with his long paws at the boards, almost as soon as I turned round. Tfnr tVio m nm on t T nrtn cirtoroH m V self safe, and I sat down on the chopping block and wondered how I was to get rid of the beast. I was, however, reckoning without Mr. Grizzly. Snuffing round the boards, he came presently to the open air-space and stood up on his hind legs to look through it. I could clearly see his round head and little ears. The smell of the fresh meat and blood gave him renewed courage, and he tried to climb through the opening, but ound out that the mosquitoscreen was in his way. By this time I was quite calm TWO SMALL BOYS INJURED. Robt. Bowers and Langley Street ,Hurt by Explosion. Lancaster, March 5.?Two small boys, Robert Bowers and Langley Street, of this place, sons, respectively, of Ellis Bowers, a well-known Lancaster contractor and builder, and Joseph Langley, a section overseer of the Southern Railroad, were badly injured yesterday afternoon by the explosion of a dynamite cap with which they were playing. The boys found this cap somewhere near the depot, and thinking to have some fun they applied a match to it. The explosion took place sooner than the youths expected, and before they could get away. Bowers's right arm and side were terribly lacerated and otherwise wounded, while his companion, though not so seriously hurt, will be in bed several days from the effects of his injuries. Crushed by Tank. Greenwood, S. C., March 8.?Mr. John Whiteford of Cross Hill, S. C., died at the Greenwood hospital Thursday night, as the result of his skull being crushed by a 300-pound galvanized tank. A new water tank j was being placed on a building, and the old one had been loosened, pre paratory to being lowered to the ground. The tank was blown off by the high wind, and although a warning was shouted to Mr. Whiteford, who was just coming out of the store, he failed to jump and was horribly crushed. He was brought immediately to Greenwood for treatment, but never regained consciousness, dying a few hours later. Why She Took the Hen Off. A great many amateurs who have gone into the poultry business have gone out of it again dissatisfied with the results. There is the typical case of the young woman who had been a stenographer and who after part of a summer in the country came back again and applied for a position. "I thought you were going into the chicken business remarked a friend." ' "Yes, but I'm through." "What was the matter?" "Well, you have to take so many chances. When I started I bought a hen and a dozen eggs and I asked a neighbor out there where I wentt how long it took for the eggs to hatch. She said: Three weeks if it's for chickens and four for ducks-.' Well, after my hen had sat three weeks I took her off because I didn't want ducks." again. I grabbed up one of my meat hooks, and holding it in my right hand, I stepped over to the screen. As soon as the bear put his nose to it again I gave him a whack with the hook, thinking it would drive him away. Instead, it' infuriated him, and with a single blow he tore a hole in the screen about a foot long. I tried to hit him again but missed, and my hook went into the screen, making the gap bigger. All this time, curiously enough, it never occurred to me to shout for help, although the men in the bunkhouse could easily have heard me. I simply waited, wondering what the outcome of it would be. Standing up on his hind legs, the bear now made a determined effort to get through the hole. I hit him with the hook three or four times, making him more and more furious, and he clawed and bit savagely until the screen was all torn to pieces. With this obstacle out of the way, the grizzly, with his fore-feet on the top boards, gave me a terrible time, and only desperate work with the hook kept him at bay. Holding my meat-hooks off with one huge paw, he tried to lift himself over the board with the other. I struck at him again and again, when al of a sudden he swung himself up and placed his right hind leg on the edge. Terrified, I rained blows upon him. aiming for his eyes, but without success. Just then, as luck would have it, I struck against a heavy clever, which lay on a little table where I generally cut my meat. Snatching it up, I aimed a vicious blow at the bear's head. With a howl of mingled pain and rage the grizzly fell back, only to jump up and renew the attack more savagely than ever. As soon as he put his foot over the plank, however, I hit him again, splitting his paw nearly open. A third time the great brute essayed to climb the wall, but I gave him two more blows, which sent him to the ground. I heard voices and a shot rang out? fired from .Mr. Turner's automatic Colt, 1 learned later. rne Duuet missed, but the bear turned and made off for the woods, limping on one leg. I sat down on the meat block, too weak and exhausted to speak. The men came round shouting for me and trying to break open the door. When I unfastened it, and they saw I was unhurt, they began to laugh, asking me why I had let the bear get away. ?Wide World Magazine. A FRIEND IN NEED. Just a Bit of IJfe as it Cropped Out on a Railway Train. "Whenever I hear anything nowadays about 'man's inhumanity to man,' " said a Providence citizen the other day, "I am reminded of a little incident. I was coming back from Boston with a friend on the midnight train, and, getting on board at the Back Bay station, we found a seat near the rear end of the can "Soon after the train pulled out I happened to look around and saw the conductor apparently expostulating with a rather shabby looking specimen of humanity who was sitting in the last seat. At first I thought the man was drunk, but as I watched I saw that he was a foreigner who couldn't understand English. He was holding out a crumpled one dollar bill to the conductor and saying 'New York' over and over again. "Finally the conductor shook his head, said something I couldn't catch and went on. The foreigner, a rather decent looking young fellow, gazed at him despairingly, then buried his face in his hands and began to cry. With the usual callous indifference of the traveling public to the troubles of any one else, I paid no more attention to the man and prepared to take a nap. "I was just beginning to doze when I became aware that a man was standing beside me in the aisle, speaking to me. I sat up and looked at him. He was a rough appearing man, far from prepossessing, clean shaven, with, a sort of bulldog face. " 'Say, gents,' he began, 'I want to know if you wouldn't like to help a feller out.' "I stiffened instinctively, determined to refuse to let him make a 'touch.' " 'There is poor young foreigner back there,' he went on, with a jerk of his thumb toward the alien, still j sitting with bowed head, 'and he's up against it for fair. He can't speak a word of English, and he wants to go to New York, where he has friends. " 'He got the idea somehow he i could do it for a dollar, all he's got; J but, of course, he can't, and they're I goi-ng to put him off the train when we get to Providence. It's mighty hard on a fellow like him, and there ain't any telling what'll happen to him' getting put off in a strange city at 11 o'clock in the morning. I thought) maybe* you'd be willing to give a little to help him along.' "He stopped, looked us straight in the eye and smiled sheepishly as if he i were ashamed of what he was doing. I We gave him a dollar, and he went on j through the car, and there were few, of the passengers who didn't respond to the appeal. He came back counting the money, and as he got to our seat I heard him say: "There's a dollar more needed? I'll make it up myself!' and he pulled out a couple of fifty cent pieces ana i added them to the amount. "The conductor and the brakeman were standing at the door of the car near the foreigner's seat. " 'Here,' said the man who had collected the money to the alien; 'give me your dollar.' "Dumbly, but trustingly, the young fellow handed it over, and, giving it to the conductor with the rest the bull-dog man said gruffly: " 'There's his fare.' "It slowly dawned on the alien what had been done for him, and as the conductor punched the rebate check and handed it to him the gratitude in his face was indescribable. He couldn't speak, "but he took his cap off and bowed again and again to the official, but the latter pointed to the passenger who was sitting in his seat across the aisle and told the youth that he was the one to thank. I "The foreigner crossed the aisle j till he stood squarely in front of Itfs j benefactor, then he took off his cap and, with tears of gratitude in his eyes, bowed again and again. It was I evident that the benefactor was embarrassed by this unexpected outburst. At first he waved his hand around the car to indicate that everybody had had a hand in it. But he couldn't make the foreigner understand. The latter kept on bowing, whereupon the uncomfortable individual in the seat grunted and turned to look out of the window. "I have never seen," concluded the man who was telling the story, "a kindlier?if I were a girl I should say a sweeter?act of charity in my life. Sitting across the aisle, this hard faced man had heard the story of the foreigner, helpless, alone and frightened, and out of pure goodness of heart, without any necessity for doing it, he had taken upon himself the ungrateful task of soliciting money from the rest of the people in that car, to help out a man he'd never seen before and would probably never see again."?ProvidenceJournal. When in heed of anything in the staionery line come to Herald Book Store. We have a complete line and the prices are right. I DIAMOND FROM THE SKY. Wonderfully Beautiful Jewel Found in a Hole Cleft by Thunderbolt "Two hundred years ago a peasant family lived in a Swiss hamlet, and one evening a terrific storm broke from the Alps, and amid the incessant flashes of lightning and peals of thunder came a blinding glare and a deafening crash, setting fire to the roof of the cottage. Next day the peasant, as he ruefully contemplated the smoking ruins, noticed a deep fissure in the garden leading to the root of a pine tree. Without knowing exactly why he fetched a pick-ax and began digging until from the depths of the hole a mysterious blue light shone fitfully," is the beginning of a strange story from Lyons that says the Paris correspondent of the London Standard, reads "just like a fairy tale." Hurriedly making the sign of the cross the man fled, but the following morning returned and saw the same rrl AA wt 1 i n nf rt W ^ /"\ f VlA uui iuus gieaui, ni\.e <x attti, jliujlu cue depths of the furrow cleft by a thunderbolt. Thrusting his hand down he brought out a marvelous stone still dancing uncanny rays of light. Much disturbed in his mind, the honest peasant took his find to the parish priest, who said: "The stone came to you from Heaven and it is the finger of God that placed it in your field. As long as you keep it you and yours will be safe from storms and evil chances." Faithfully respecting the priest's word, the stone has been ever since religiously preserved by succeeding gererations of the family. "But it has never brought much luck, the last survivors being now without a penny. The present possessor, a woman aged 45, is married and a mother of twelve children, five of whom are still living, while a thirteenth is expected shortly. A few years ago she and her husband left their native village and went to Berne where they started a smal^ business, which failed," continues the story. "They then came to Lyons, where they have since lived a hand-to-mouth existence. Reduced to the last extremity of want, they decided to part with the famous thunderbolt stone and took it to a well known Lyons jeweler. "Petrified with astonishment at seeing such a splendid diamond in the possession of almost a beggar woman, the jeweller informed the police, and not till the family had sent to Switzerland for documents certifying that the diamond had really belonged to them for the last 200 years was the woman allowed to regain possession of the precious pebble. "Since then she has been beseiged from morning till night with absurd offers of the hundredth part of the value of the diamond, which has been examined and photographed by experts. What will probably be known as the 'thunderbolt' diamond?if there is any truth in the story and if it proves a genuine stone?is said to show all the unmistakable signs of a rough diamond. It is one of the biggest known, weighing 290 karats. whereas the Grand Mogul diamond only weighed 280 karats. "It will doubtless soon arrive 'in Paris and be submitted to the final judgment of experts who cannot err. Almost every famous diamond has its own pedigree and story, but none has ever remained hidden so long in the keeping of poverty-stricken owners, whose secretiveness is at least as strange as the reputed manner of the discovery." YOUNG WOMAN FALLS IN HOLE. Spartanburg Girl Badly Hurt and Almost Drowned. Spartanburg, March 5.?Miss Stella Ballenger, a clerk in a local dry goods store, is confined to her home, and under a physician's care, as the result of a distressing accident. As she was walking along South Converse street several nights ago she fell into a deep hole dug by the teleDhone company in putting its wires under ground. The hole was about eight feet deep and partly filled with water. In addition to being painfully bruised Miss Ballenger was al- , most drowned. She remained in the hole about ten minutes. 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