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!??? i.. * - ->t ?? ,. . " . \ ... The tale of a young woman who earned . her bread by the sweat of other peoples* brows is related by the Press of Portland. She was the daughter of a well-known Portland merchant who was unfortunate in business. After an unsuccessful attempt at keeping a boarding house in Boston she obtained work in a Philadelphia clothing house. One day, in a fit of desperation, she abandoned the shop to invent a band in gentlemen's hats to prevent perspiration, which proved highly successful. She has now returned to Portland to buy back the old homestead where the family lived in their former da3rs of prosperity. The (Jlunaman of the racilic slope is evidently advancing in knowledge of the wayj of American civilization. Recently one entered a store in Sacramento and desired to sell a dozen brooms he had in his possession. The proprietor did not want to buy, and the Chinaman departed with his wares. After a while one of the storekeepers went out to get a bunch of brooms which had been displayed outside the store, ascertained that they were gone, and realized that they were the vory brooms which the Chinaman had offered f?..r sale. The heathen then had simply taken them down from the nail and carried them into the store. Salmon are in the rivers and bays, from Oregon to Alaska, often in numbers that appear to be inexhaustible. A Montana correspondent says: "Where the current is swift the fish, in their ascent of the river, must swim near its surface. Here, close to the bank, a huge wheel is constructed. It has perhaps a dozen or twenty arms, which rcach down into the river and form the motive power. Thero arc at their ends a succession of scoops, made of iron network. The current of tho river turns them. and as tliev revolve through the water they capture the fish and scoop them up. As they reach the top a means of escape is provided for the fish, but it is a pathway which directs him into an immense tank in which the salmon are gathered. A firm who hnve a wheel at the Dalles said they did not care to run it more than nine hours a - day, for they could not take care of the fish that they caught beyond this. Its manager said he had thus far shipped 290 tons of salmon. One day he began to fish at 8 o'clock in the morning, and at 12:40 he had caught eighteen tons, and had them all aboard the cars, iti ice, shipped to the East. This Vas an extraordinary day, of course. The swift current supplies ample water-power to turn the huge wheel." i Os!rich Peculiarities: The ostrich is an anomaly, a fond parent at one time, and asain devouring its offspring, showing an idiotic gentleness now, and again kicking one of its little ones intt) kingdom come. It will scan the horizon with the wisdom of an astronomer, and tumble headlong into a muck hole at its feet. A single wire will keep it in bounds at ordinary time?, tmd a jack rabbit will drive it into a spasm of terror. There is nothing on earth like it, I do believe, unless it nwy be a woman trying to cross Kearney street on a Saturday afternoon. Their , way of showing anger or fear is peculiar. They squat on their haunches and * stretch out their ungainly necks almost level with the ground, and sway them from side to side, making a strange drumming sound somewhere in their true inward ncss. "When grown they are the ugliest things on record, and look all leg. They are connoisseurs in metal buttons, vinagrettes, and even hairpins, and will not hesitate to transfer one or more at a gulp from your person to their own castiron stomachs, with a knowing wink of their red eyes; but it was a game of give and take, for in retaliation the visitor would make a grab, and many valuable plumes were lost in this way.?San Francisco Chronicle. Hon He was Bought, , "Say, papa," queried a little boy. "I | thought you told mo they couldn't buy people here nowadays?" "They can't, my child," re*>lie<l the father. "The late civil war settled that forever. But before, the people of the South owned slaves, but the war liberate * ed them and an amendment to the constitution made it impossible to hold the colored people as . slaves in tho United States." ' "I don't mean colored people," continued the boy. "I mean white gentlemen like you. Was you ever bought or sold?" "What a question I What put that idea into your head ?" "I hard Mrs. Gossip talking to a caller Avhen she didn't know I was round. They got to talking about you and mamma. She said mamma was so homely he would stop a clock, and that her money bought you, body aud soul."? St. Paul Globe. *V- *" 1 1 ' 'Cj Decline In ileal Estate. Landlord (to stranger.)?The property is worth $85,000. I wouldn't take less. Stranger.?I don't want to buy. j am only the tax assessor. Landlord.?Ob, I beg your par J on. ; r I should consider myself a very fortunate ^7;!vV man if I could get #17,000 for that property.?Puck. | >w\:; ' I M 'MM : V>-^ t}Y, .....X,, ; * ' - r.' it - The Sons of the SealTIaf. Bow It lings, sings, sings. Bloving sharply from thn sea linc^ *WUh an edga of salt that stings; 'Bow it Jaachs aloud and passes; As it cnta ths class cliff graf s j?; How it sing* again and whistles Ai it shakes tlio stout sea thistlesHow it singsl How it shrieks, shriek*, shrieks iu ifuo crauuios 01 uju auoui uu, In the gashes of the crooks; How it shrieks one3 more, and catches Up to the yellow foam in patches; How it whirl* it out and over To the corn field and the clovor? How it shrieks I How it roars, roars, roars In tho iron under-cavorn, In the hollow of the shore; How it roars anew, and thunders, As the strong hull splits and sunders, And the spenb ship, tempest driven, On the reef lies rent and riven? How it roars I How it wails, wails, wails, In the tangle of the wreckage, In the flapping of the sails, How it sobs away, subsiding, Like a tired child aft?r chiding; And across the ground swell rolling, You can hear the bell-buoy tolling? How it wails! ?Austin Dobson. A WOMAN'S BRAVERY. A 8TOKY OF THE FRONTIER. Aa soon as the" frost was out of the ground and there wn3 no danger of being storm-bound, Louis Stacy loft his little home in Arkansas to go down the river with a boat-load of furs and skins. - He expected to bring back a supply of provisions for spring and summer use, as well as a tidy little sum of money as a reward for his labor during the winter in trapping and huuting. He left his wife and niece without even the shadow of a foreboding of harm coming to them during his absence; for, living as they did, twelve miles from the nearest town, and remote from the road taken by travellers and tramps, they had few visitors, and seldom saw a strange face; and then, too, both women were accustomed to the use of firearms, and Louis knew that they would not hesitate to employ them if necessary. Just at this time a stranger was lying ill in the hunter's cabin?a young man who had accidentally shot himself while hunting in the woods, and to whom Louis had willingly given shelter and every attention. Fever and delirium had followed Arthur Morris's accident and lie had been confined in the cabin six weeks, being now in a convalescent state. Ho said he was well off in this world's goods and told Laura Stacy when he first met her that he worj a money-be'.t ' about his waist and begged that it might remain there, no matter how ill he became. Louis had been gone several days and life had gone on as usual in the little cabin, which Mrs. Stacy and Laura had managed to make comfortable and homelike after much trouble and with many ingenious contrivances. Much of Mrs. Stacy's time was spent with Arthur Morris, who grew restless and feverish if left alone. Laura, too, frequently read and talked to the invalid, unconscious that his handsome, worn face and dark eyes had caused a more tender feeling than compassion to find a place in her heart. The cabin consisted of three rooms on the ground floor?a main room, used for cooking, enting and general purposes; a bed room, and a small room, used as a pantry. Beneath was a deep cellar, where provisions were kept in the summer, and even in the winter, for frost never entered the deep hole Louis Stacy had dug. Above was a loft, reached by a ladder from the pantry, an<^ here the two women slept, giving their sick guest the pleasant room on the first floor. It was nearly midnight of the fifth day of Louis' absence when Laura was roused by hearing a noise at the door of the cabin. Not disturbing her aunt, who was sleeping heavily, worn out by watching with the invalid the previous night, tho brave girl hastily threw on her + on/1 /I " 1.?J J ? --- viuvuvo auu UVSUCUUCU IUU lUUUUl JllSfc Hg the door of the main room opened and two men, in bare feet, entered, carrying a lantern. They started a little at seeing Laura, standing silent and motionless, with a lighted candle in her hand. One of them, a tall, burly fellow, with an evil eye, advanced toward her andshook his fist in her face. "Speak one word above a whisper," he said, "and I will put a bullet through your brain !M flourishing a hugo revolver us he spoke. Laura knew that if she disobeyed the command the threat would bo carried Into execution; and, recovering from her terror, she asked the men in an unfaltering voice wlift they wanted. "Wo want that money-belt on the Btranger you have here," was the reply, in a hoarse whisper. "We know* all about it, so you needn't lie to us. Tell us where he is, and be quick about it." "Surely you wonld not rob a sick man?" said Laura, trying to gain time and think what was best to do in this terrible emergency. "It would surely kill him to be roused in such a brutal manner." [' v - k kla lit 4eWe won't girahima chance to speak," growled the man -who held tha lantern. "1W11 never know what hurt him. Hurry up, girl, we're -wasting time. Is he np in tho loft?" Laura turned deathly pale. In that terrible moment she realized how dear to her Arthur Morria had bccome, and she resolved to save hia Hfl> I Vfin if sh?l Rhnnlll )inv? In ao/>r!finn her own. ' 'This way, gentlemen," she said softly; and she turned toward a door situated midway between the bedroom of the invalid and the pantry. She opened it a little way. "Do you hear him breathef' she asked. "Yes, yes," answered the ruffians; but it was the heavy breathing of Mrs. Stacy in the loft above that they heard. Laurn threw the door wide open; it opened inward. The men saw a dark void and pressed eagerly forward, not even stopping to throw the light of their lantern on the plice. At this instant Laura sprang back and threw herself with all her force upon the rear man; and the next instnnt there was a heavy fall, a crash of the broken lantern and a volley of oaths, for both men lay at the bottom of the cellar. But the danger was not over by any means. Laura knew that the men would mount the ladder at once, and there was no way of fastening the door; and, if there had been what lock would have withstood the power of two desperate border ruffians? To rouse her aunt would be useless; she could give no assistance; and so Laura sprang to the fireplace and caught Louis's revolver from the rude mantel, while she offered a prayer for courage and strength. She heard the deep curses of the villains as they searched for the ladder, and the next instant a head appeared above the threshold. The candle threw a faint light on the scene, but it was enough to enable Laura to see. 'Back I" she cried; but the order was not obeyed. The robber raised his pistol, and Laura knew that unless she fired at once she was lost?Arthur too. With these thoughts flashing through her mind she levelled her deadly weapon at the man, and as a sharp repoit went ringing through the cabin, a d ;ep groan and the sound of a heavy fall came from the cellar. But the creaking of the ladder showed that the other robber was about to dare his fate, and he appeared above the threshold, pistol in hand. But Laura was too quick for him. A second report rnug through the cabin, and again came a groan and tho sound of a heavy fall. The brave girl, overcome at last, sank to the floor just as her aunt came rushing into the room, frightened almost out of her senses, and tho door of Arthur's room opened and he appeared, wan and ghost-like to inquire the cause of the shots which had roused him from his sleep. "Great heavens 1" ho cried, as he saw Laura crouching cn the floor. "Are you hurt? Ltura, my darling, speak to me I A 5- * J OH n.re you lujureui ' Perhaps in that moment of terror Arthur Morris' heart was revealod to him, and he knew he loved the niecc of this Arkansas hunter. uNo, no," faltered the girl, rousing herself. "I am not hurt. But I shot two men in the collar?and?and" But she could go no further, for her eyes closed and she lost consciousness. Perhaps Arthur's kisses were moro efficacious in restoring her than her aunt's dippers of cold water. But the faint was not a very long one, and she was soon able to tell the whole story of the assault. Arthur's thanks were expressed as well as his emotion would permit; but the moisture of his dark blue eyes and the changing of bis countenance told more than any language could have done what he felt. It was decided to leave the bodies in the cellar until morning; but at the first gray sign of day Laura mounted tho rough little pony and started for the nearest town to ask help. Before the day was over the whole settlement knew of the attaok, and officers rcached the cabin by noon. They were shown the bodies, and at once pronounced them to be those of two men who had filled the country with alarm for years past, and had committed several hanging offences. It was long before Laura entirely recovered from the effects of her midnight adventure. Her nervous system had received a severe shock, and for weeks her dreams were haunted by tho wicked faces of the dead villians, and she seemed to hear again their dying groans. It was therefore, only natural that Louis should give a ready consent to his niece's marriage as soon as Arthur's health was entirely restored. Bo there was a quiet wedding in the cabin in the early Summer, and the girl, j who had truly earned her right to her huiband, set out with him on a journey to a comfortable homo within the borders of civilization, where there was no danger of being murdered by border dcaparadoes. Patient?Don't you think, doctor, I had better go to a warmer climatef Doctor?My stars, I thought that whs just what you wanted me to save you frOiri. i-Mb. v -V v/"" ' . /. GOING TO FIRES. F*ast Time Made by the New York Firemen. Bittlins: on Th'ir Way a Few Secouli Aftar the Alarm Gon;; Strikes. rtM-__ ?i . e + %- ? * i i in; sinirj) ciang 01 mc mg aiarm irong rung through the coxy quarter* of Capt. RalTerty's Firo Patrol, No JJ, in West Thirtieth street, on Friday night. Instantly the horses dashed to the patrol truck shafts with a swift clatter,and just as swiftly driver Abram Lyell was in his seat, and had the heavy reins grasped tightly in Ins brawny hands. His appeurance in his place was so sudden tlkit it looked like magic. The gong had struck but a single Btrokc of the alarm when he sprang from his bed, on the second li >or, and came slap bang through a trap door in the ceiling, just like a harlequin in the pantomime. It took him le*s than nine seconds to leave his bed and start the horses out with a rush from the patrol hou9e. Driver E. S. Root, who rides with him, was just as swift in dropping down beside him. The beauty of the performancs was that it wasn't an exhibition test, either, but a bona fido answer to a call to a firo at Tenth avenue and Thirty-seventh street. The way Drivers Lyell and Root leap through the trap door every time there is a fire is an improvement in speedy pre pnration for responding to fire calls that isnt present exclusively the proud feature of Oapt. R.ifferty's wide awake company. ~"he trap is cut in the ceiling immediately over the driver's seat on the heavy truck. It is surrounded on the floor above by a polished brass railing four feet high, that shines like a mirror. The driver's beds ore right beside this railing. "When an alarm sounds at night they spring from their beds together, seize the railing,and let their bodies drip horizontally through the trap. The instant the door opens they let go and catch a second brass bar fitted into the ceiling, like an acrobat dropping from one trapeze to another* This second bar balances them and pre" vents them from falling forward in their five-foot drop to the truck scat. A 11 -t-.-l nuiguu aitawuuu iu a puuuj lupv; ouut9 the trap door with a bang the moment they disappear through the trap. The wliolo device works as smoothly and quickly that it is only a question of time when the trap will be introduced in all the engine houses in town. It saves some seconds of time lost in shinning down the brass sliding poles and clambering to the scat on the en" gines. In exhibition drills Drivers Lyell and Root have been able to drop to their seats and started the truck in less than two seconds, which is ahead of anything in the patrof truck manning. Every day the brave fire laddies of Gotham are getting to be more expert in swiftly answering fire alarms, and are on the lookout for improvements that will cut down shorter the few seconds at present occupied in hitching up horses and starting the epgines or trucks rattling on their way to the fire. The sliding pole was an improvement on the oldfashioned pell mell rush down the stairs that saved nearly a minute of preparation. Quick dressing is one of the features of fire laddie activity nowadays that fills every layman with amazement. The laddies have got the business down to such a science that they literally jump into their clothes. Ev'ery fireman goes to bed with his red fire shirt on. His trousers are always kept tucked into the legs of his heavy rubber boots, and when ho retires he simply lets the trousers slide off him and down over the boot leg and then steps out of the boots. When he wants to dress ho steps back intr? tbfi hoots a cm in tr/inks t.h'* fcrousprs up around his waist, fastens them with a spring buckle, and makes dashes for the sliding pole, quick as a wink, completely dressed.?New York Sun. A Prayer for Coffee. During the war the people of Arkadelpliia, Ark., kept up their religious ' revivals. They argued that the Yankees might keep out BUgar and coffee, but that they couldn't keep out the Lord. Among the most fervent of the revivalists was old Sister Boyle. Without her no revival could hope to be a success, and whenever thcro was the least drawback, she was called upon to pray. One night, at a meeting, the mourners Were slow in "comin* through." Sister Boyle was called upon. She took a position near the altar, knelt down, raised her hands, and said: "Oh, Lord, we are in great distress. We havo tried rye, browned potatoes, parched corn, okery, and many other things, trying to get a coffee taste out of 'em, but, Lord, thou knowest as well as we do that parched corn an' sich lacks a right smart of being coffee, so now, Lord, knowing all this, please open the blockade an1 let the Lincoln coffee pour in, an* we'll praise thee early an' late. Amen." ? Arkantate Traveler. A Trustworthy Animal. Liveryman (to customer)?There, sir, is as good a boss as ever pulled a waggin. An' you needn't be afraid of him. He puffectly safe an' reliable. Oustomer (eyeing the animal dubiously) ?I don t know.'bout that. I'd hats to .trust lum with any oat?. r>&)U v YV .-"'2-v '' , .'v'vV '/ -v '9T *. . ; V* ' >v>?* $K\'. \?V'"r -'i * V % ' Sound Telegraphing in Africa. The system of sound telegraphy used by the . people living on the boarder of the <rulf of Guinea, West Africa, is of interest us a primitive solution of tho problem of communication through slioit distances. IJjrtrair Sparliawk tells in tlx* Scientific. American how the instrument is made, as follows: Take a log of hnrdwood, about two 1 ..1 1 .. li i*:t-v ami aumit il lUUt ill UlUIIIt'llT, P.ane ??1T one side longitudinally to a .surface four or five inches wide. In the centre of th!s surface mark oil an elongated and somewhat distorted Greek cross. The longer arms are placed longitudinally, and occupy about one-third of the plane surface. fPhe transverse arms1 arc three time** as broad, and extends entirely across this surface. The natives dig out the wood within the outline of the cross, and from there gradually hollow out the whole log. The sides, beginning at the centre, are trimmed oft laterally toward the ends, which are rounded off. The instrument is now ready. It will be perceived that by the method above described wo have a hollow drum with four tongues in the centre, each being of a different thickness, so as to produce a different sound when struck. Two pieces of bamboo, the siz i of a mau's wrist and about two feet long, are selected and stripped of the hard outside, which leaves the soft, pithy portion for use. This bamboo is of a peculiar kind, free from knots and solid throughout. t*t .1. ji . vy iiu mese sucks used in a proper manner on the four tongues of the drum, a combination of sounds is produced, which, in conncction with time as used in music, forms a perfect telegraphic language, readily understood by the initiated, the air being the transmitter. With this simple instrument the natives of the gulf of Guinea readily communicate with each other for a distance of a mile at least on land and a much longer distance by water. Messages can be sent long distances in a short time by parties at different points passing them along from one to another. Tho writer has seen canoes coming down a river from the bush markets signaling people in the town and giving nnd reteiving general news at a distance of fully three miles. Known by lltd Mick in liU Boots.' a ~ii i?-?- m * ?* - xv >*cil-ivuu wu i rcusury omciai, wno docs considerable railroad travelling, says he has made an amusing discovery, which if properly carried out insures unusual care and attention from employees on parlor and sleeping cars. The tourist who has been initiated is provided with the most comfortable seat in the dining car, receives special care and attention from the waiters, and is always sure to have a lower berth in the sleeper. Should any of his fellow-passengers become jealous at the marked courtesy shown their comrade, and inspired with curiosity to know why the distinction is made, they have only to look at the heels on the shoes of the favored one, and they will observe that there is a small "nick" or notch there. Inspectors or "spotters" of the palace car service are constantly travelling over the railroads to see that the passengers receive proper attention. They do not intend to have thoir connection with tho company known to the railroad officials, but frequently the latter "drop'' to their little game and stamp them so that they will be kuown all along the road. The porter in gathering up the boots and shoes in his car cuts a "nick" in tho hind part of the heel of the shoe belonging to tho inspector, so that the other porters' will recognize him as soon as they look at his shoes. The Treasury official, in a mysterious way, became aware that a nick in the heel of his shoe would greatly facilitate his comfort and pleasure in travelling. He tried the experiment, and it worked to his entire satisfaction. He found he was served with the best provisions tho bullet afforded, his shoes received the brightest sbine, ana aitnougn lie baa been obliged to purchase an upper berth, the conductor on the s'.ecper kindly p'.aced a "lower" at his disposal. It is probable that a new system for tagging the "spotters" will be adopted in the railway service now that their trade-mark becomes known.?Baltimore Sun. A Tarpentlne Farm. A turpentine farm must be seen to be appreciated. When the farm is pitched the boxes are cut one to three in a pine, according to size. The trees are counted into crops of so many thousand, and this is called a virgin cro,p. The queer little guago callcd a buck is then brought to bear and a streak is cut above tho box,, which is simply a deep oval notch, pointing downward so as to lead the gum which excludes into the box below. These boxes are made to hold about a quart. This first run is as clear as oil, and is the finest of all. After being dipped out with a paddle, it is distilled, and thfe hard rosin left is sometimes as white and clear as glass. It is very beautiful, and brings a good price in the great naval-stores markets. Second years gum is not as good in quality, bat fully so in quantity. Third year boxes, when the monthly hackings have made the t-ear high up,, are still poorer, and f:om then on tne crops hardly pay for working.?Atlanta Constitution. . v' . .v - a'-/.'. '' \ " * '? . v' - . - " j - v :; . - v:- 1 ,<* v. SLAYING THE BULL. ' How a Brutal "Sport" is Conducted in Peru. Torturing the Animal to Death for the Amusement of the Spectators. The Peruvian "torrero" (bull slayer): and his "picadores" (literally, "prickers") are all spaniards by birth,. and a more bloodthirsty, villainous creware seldom seen assembled. E:ich man is bedecked in the faded velvet iacket? knec-breeches and white socks, which form part of the attire of the profcss'onat bu'.l lighter. The bulls, which it mu b in justice bo admitted, says a writer in the Brooklyn Magazine, are fine, wellfed, wild-looking creatures, nre admitted singly into the area at a signal giveu by blowing a trumpet, and as the animal is led forward, the fun begins. A mounted "picadorc" approaching endeavors to fix in the neck of the beast s small steel dart, one end or which it sharply pointed and washed with brimstone, a strip ol j colored ribbon -being attached to the other. The usual proceedings art as follows: If the bull turns and charges the rider, causes his horse to whirl round ^ and approach the quarry on Jiis other side, when fiequently tho dart become*fixed in the spot aimed at. The sharp pain resulting from the prick and the brimstone combined infuriates the animal and lie rushes blindly forward,, straight ahead, as if making for the people sitting on the lower tiers of seats,, which occasionally encircle the amphitheatre. But before many paces ar? made a red flag is waved before his eyesby one of the foot "picadores," which causes mm to turn ana luce nis now assailant. Pierced with. another sinal dart, as sharp and burning as the first,, the bull roars and becomes mad witbrage, and with eyes flashing fire he tcariround the arena, pawing the sandy flool with his feet, and turning his head right* and left at each object presented to him. The gamo grows fast and furious fthe music plays sotno stirring gallop; tho "picadorea" cross and recrossthe arena, as if possessing oharmcd lives,. ? planting their darts in all parts of the infuriated animal; the spectators clap their hands in excitement, some of the ladies even tearing off their black man- 4 tillas to wave them in the air, until,upoo a niven aiornnl- the mu?in O O ? 1 " ? " voice of the audience sinks into silence;, the "picadores" retire behind wooden screens placed for their protection at the ends of the arena; and the bull, decked in gay ribbons of many color*, is lefti alone on the battlefield, triumphant. But his triumph is imaginary; for th? cessation of the attack signifies nothingmore than a reprieve of his sentence. The clear notes of the trumpet sound*again, heralding in the "matador," who is the hero of the day. His dress it somewhat richer in quality thaa that of his companions. He is armed with a short daggershaped sword, which is generally carried in his right hand, hidden under a small shawl, brilliant red in color, thrown over * Tiiq lpft: firm A )\?iroto from fli*. audience, and the "matador" advance!-* boldly to face the bull. The agility and. quickness shown by these "matadors" in evading the charges of the bull, whosestrength is only partly spent by previous exertion,-arc marvellous to behold. The importance of the red shawl is soonshown in the way in which it is extended at arm's length to attract the bu.l'aattention. But in one of the final charges the noble beast receives hi*doathstroke. At the first good opportunity the sharp-pointed sword is thrust with uuerring aim through -the nape o? his neck, reaching the very centre of his heart, and with a gasp, amid the cheersof the audience, the band meanwhilo playing the national anthem, the creaturefalls on lii? knees, and, rolling over, expire9 ' ' %! Retribution. The liar was telling some of his friend* * ,-^j in the sraokiDg-car how he was * .ro government contractor during the war, and on one occasion he worked in 5,000> pairs of shoes with pasted soles. 4,Wus that jlst before tho second Bull Run?1' queried a farmer looking man ooi a seat near by. "I believo it was." $ Tho farmer pulled off an old shoe and-' exhibited a bunion ns big as his fist. "I got a pair of your shoes," he said, I ll? hfl Rfnnrl I1 n <?nn/l Hin? morln *Vil? l-l -?J ~ ?? ? bunion and laincd mc up so that I wascapturec1 and spent fiix months in Andcr- mm sonville. Stranger, prepare to git the biggest licking on this earth." ; The liar had to admit that he was ' only 16 years" old when tho war closedr and to furnish the bunion man with & ' cigar.? Wall Street News A Bear Koiited by Cows. ; This tale of the husbiindmnn #i>d tit*. faithful cow comes from Nova Scotia. The farmer hunting for his cows at dusk, came upon a big black bear that * at once showed fight. The farmer was X about to seek safety in flight, when his- y three cows, bellowing loudly, with tails. ' erect, and fiio in their usually placideyes, charged the bear so fiercely that be- . . ,'; turned and fled..