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THE LEDGER: GAFFNEY, S. 0., APRIL 20, 1807 SOME TEXAS STORIES. Iho Sago of Rorky Crook Ha3 Boon About. Wpomji Mnn I’ut Off at Ardmore— When t!ie Air Wan Hot in the •• Wet or Dry ” CnnipalKn. Onct upfm a time out there in Texas, when the famous wet or dry election waa on '< -y... ff wi y / 11 sn hand ami they had the jx>t bilin high ar.d hot — when \ every man had to pick his flag and line un with o;:e 1 It was funny to me the way Puck would slide over the, great question of the day and make it around safe to the home base every time. In town that day a long. tall, red-headed man walked up to me and Duck and shook his list in Duck’s face. “Wet or dry—•which?’* says the long, tall man. “That is the tnaine.st question.’* says Duck. “Put now, stranger, dadblame it, you say lirst.” Naturally, of course, when the stran ger said, and then Duck he said, it come to pass that both of them had said the ; nine, thing. And the w hite llagof peace still waved in triumph over the broad and fertile bosom of the land which the Indians and the buffalo had left them. JACKALS KILL A LION. BOARDING-HOUSE TALE. Strange Scone Witnessed by an American in Africa Xlno of l!ie I'Bly Cowards Pall Down mid Devour n Dcaert liinu Tlint In Too Oltl iiimI l<'erl>le to (■'islit Them Off. ^<5 side or the other— when political e.\- ciicmont wasso tre- mendius thick and heavy till by gt:’.- cicus yon could hit it with a stick or rake it up with a splinter—in them days it come to pass that I was on the railroad train one night train up aercst the lied river and into the Indian terri tory. When the train slowed tip at the last station on the Texas side of the river a stropping big fellow got on board. 1 Woke I ;» the \Vr:;n:j 3!:;n. You could look at the gentleman from Texas wit h one eye shot and see that he was most unconstitutionally and serene ly drunk. Ilia eyes looked like new money, and every side of the ear was his. lie was steppin as high and awk ward a.s a blind steer calf in tall oats, and swentin like a free nigger on elec tion day. I!c called the colored indi vidual which seemed t^be managin the passengers and the train and every thing in sight, and went on to say: “Ain’t you the jK'rterof this ear?” “Dai’s me to a dead immortal cer tainty, boss," says the porter. “Well, you will please take due and proper notice that. I am on ipy way to Ardmore and as drunk as seven fools in one bunch,” t he gentleman from Texas. “1 reserve the general calamity of the surroundirs, boss,” says the porter, and with that he Ixnved sev eral so lows and a couple of duets for the pleasure of the pa-sengors. “Put m-e off at Ardmore,” the Texas man went cn. “I am tired now and sleepy tco. Put me off at Ardmore. By that time I will be dream in about the election and she pin the sleep of the just. Put put me olT at Ardmore. I maybe niought not want to git olT, but that don’t make a continental dnm bit. of difference. You put me olT at Ardmore. Here is one dollar in clean, cold cash. “ ‘ ’Tis the sllvv r (lobar l.eft nhinln alone; AU l',?r ?|::tc( n ccmpanlons /.rc rr;.:r.r.dcrc(l end gone.* “Pemember what I say, and put me off at Ardmore, for if you don’t there will bo a third-class funeral some where* along the line of this railroad liefore the sun goes down behind the western hills to-morrow.” “With the greatest of incongruity I will pot you off at Ardmore, boss, if it brings on another war and breaks up the plans of salvation,” says the por ter, as that, “last silver dollar” rattled down into hks Hank i»oeket„ And then, in less time t han three min utes, the gentleman from Texas and every lx: dy on the ear but the con ductor and ixirtee had went sound to sleep. Twenty-six miles beyond Ard more everyIxxly woke up all of a sud- dirt like. The gentleman from Texas had caught the porter and was now makin tho native night air hot in great streaks and patches and blue in spots as big as a horse blanket. “You infernal siou-fcotod, box-onkled. tangly-hairexl. black jaseal!—didn’t I fell you to put me off at Ardmore?" “Dlesscd Mcscs and dc angels! Is dat you, boss?” Rays the potter, and his eyes bulged out n.s big ns two saueers. "Pore (loti, Ixjss—didn’t I put you off at Ardmore? May lx: 1 must of woke up j de wrong-man, but. I found him in de 1 next ear. and bless* de heavens if I didn’t ! think it was you. He w as sleep, and he waa superbly drunk. He was from Tex- ^ as. and lie wanted fo let on de elec tion. He bucked a:xl he kicked, and he pitched and cussed and fit till it was plum Rcrindakitioufs, hut I put him olT i at Anhnore, like 1 was told. Lack at my clothes, Ixjss—tore into baby duds i and doll rntrs—ond my face mo bad 1 senrtehed and bunged up till they won’t l;novv my wife’s husband from an j’com- ; mou nigger in town when I pit home. Ise mighty sad and sorry, boss, ami I will give you back your dollar w ith my j double-breasted compliments. Dut if j 1 didn’t put a white man off at Ardmore creation has jumped a cog and the n g- ger never was set free.” At the next station the gentleman from Texas changed cars to return hack to Ardmore, whilst the porter proceed ed to manage the train to the best of his ability. Keeplnit on Safe Grounds. On t hat same Texas trip I went to see Duck Itidgcuay and his folks down in the Hood county—which they vise to live in the old Panther (.’reek settlement and went west ten or fifteen years ago. One day me and Duck we went to town, and. as I said before, the native air was hot with the wet or dry ques tion. Tho election wa* comin. off in about two weeks, and the people had got worked up by this time to that puss whei'e they would bet and cuss ar.d fight about it. Now in the main time Buck Ilidge- way is one of the most peaeefullest men I have ever saw. and aip to tlint day he never had showed his hand in the fight to any serious extent. He was raley on the wet side, but he didn’tgiv* out kis opinions with a dinner horn and from the houseops. ns it were. You see. Buck bad already fit plum through one war and got Ids horse killed at Seven Pines, and benc*fanvar0s after that be was for peace on earth and good will to the whole eirtire created human race. A Time of Year to Cur.s. On horseback and riding acrost the piney woods country of east Tc.xaa— where they have red hills and sandbeds and shade trees ami spring branches and poor land, and good water in the greatest plenty—everything was io natural and homely looking till it was a most magnolious and happy day to me. Soon that moruin, when I rid out of the broad, b’cak prairies and struck a rale skirt of woods for the first time in three months—man sir, 1 was so trememlius giad till blamed if I didn’t dismount and git down and haig a large and love ly pine tree. Date along in the shank of theovenin I rid up in sight of a settlement with a double pen log house. A man come tearin out of the clearin and hailed mt in the big road. “Don’t you want a job, stranger?” says Ire, talkin fast and excited like, “i am vvillin to pay you anything in rea son,—whatever mought be right for your time and trouble, and if you are a rale peart hand at the business you can soon turn off the job.” "I am a stranger in a strange land, with a long road ahead and no money to mention, and I w ouldn’t mind turnin a few honest plunkers if it come hardy," says I. “How are you on cussin ?” say she. “Only a very few,” says I. “At home they tell it aroimd that I am tli most handiest, man in the settlement. Dut to speak the plain Dible trut! , I am somewhat rut her awkward and nothin to brag on when it comes to eus n." “Then you ain't the man lam ooking for. What I want and what I need most heljatious bad at this particular time of year is a man that has been fetched up cussin and trained for the business— a man that can cuss in all the latest fashions and fling in the hot stuff thick and fast and furious. I am what you nicught call a right tolerable good hand at cussin my cT»n rusty sc! f , but the terrible circumference of the present calamity i<; jest simply too much for me. I can’t sorter half way do the .sub ject justice. I would love the best in the world to hire a good, swift hand at the business and give him the job.” “Maybe it ain’t none of my business, but what serins to be the trouble?" ."tiys k “Nobody knows what trouble is hut me, si ranger," the man responded hack as the sun went down behind a heavy bank of clouds. “Only last week some ugly scoundrel beast put out pizen and killed my three hound dogs—the finest and the fastest that ever followed a trail in the lone state of Texas. Night before last my mule took sick ar.d died, and right on top of that my old woman took and sloped off this mornin and run away with u foot peddler. So here 1 am—w ith my dogs and my mule dead, and the old woman gone—with seven children and four cows, and nobody to do a durn thing—troubles on top of troubles — troubles comin in great chunks and gobs and slices, if 1 could but only find the rjght mar to take holt and CU.-.S out tbedimnan race, and cuss out creation in general, seams to me like I might feel a whole lot better. I have tried my hand faithful and hit the high places, and scorched the air about iu patches. Dut a plain, blunt man like me is as helpless as a baby under the sad surroundins of the present ease.” What did I do? What could I do? Nothin much to speak of. I told the onhnppy man to brace up as Ix'st be could and wait till the clouds roiled by. Then I rid on and left him alone in his troubles. When a lion takes a walk in Africa or Asia it is followed commonly at a re spectable distance by half a dozen jack als. which, not being strong enough to pull down game for themselves, and yet eager to taste blood, go after the great still hunter of the desert in the hope of getting the drippings from its claws. The lion does not object to them, as one swing of its unsheathed elavvs teaches the venturesome jackal a les son that may be survived hut never for- i gotten. A large lion which had grown old and I weak, losing teeth and lithenessof limb, as well ;ue sharpness of vision, in t.lie , shrubbery which grows up in the south- I ern part and to t he south of the Desert of Sahara, betrayed its failing strength j one day last spring, and instantly the j near-by jackals, which had been re- 1 spectftil. came forward on the run and gave Wilson James, an American hunt er. a fine lion-baiting scene. The lion had sneaked toward a herd of autelope which James was seeking. It hap pened that the lion got w ithin range be- lore the man did. and leaped out at a medium-sized buck, bearing it to the ground. The ino. c .t astonishing thing that the man had e er seen then hajc pened. The buck, a sturdy three- year- old. in the prime of life and vigor, rolled over, and in spite of the jaws and claws, which the lion closed on i-t, got out of reach, leaped to its feet and made off. as only a scared, lean-limbed antelope can. The lion rose to it* uvet. lifted its head, and watched the Hoe ing animal gain its comrades on a knoll half a mile away. Then down went the lion’s head, and the big brute started to walk on across the open in which the antelope had been. Tho jasJcals. which had been creeping on their bellies before the k*:ip was wudu. and had sat up to watch the result.start ed tap the moment they saw the lias f-uU, The Lnnillnily Meets a Dojr l ixlcr fn- fa vorafde Clremnataneea. There is a man of North side habitat, w hose specialty, according to the Chica go News, is dog. He adores the canine race, is never happier than when with a good, reliable terrier, and says that the more he sees of human beings the more he thinks of dogs. For some weeks past this man has been dogless. He bus abided quietly in bis room and no paw has crossed his threshold, while th:* oihor inhabitants of the house knew not whether his fa vorite jx ts were eats, children or boa rv; ARP ON HIS MAIL. 71iilosoph3r Tolls cf When Tostago Was Two Bits a Letter. and sprang after it w itb eager bounds, und howling as if on the trail of a wounded deer. Nine of the jackals appeared in the open, but others came from all direc tion*. and all were howling. They be gan to circle about the lum. w hich had stopped to watch them with mane tutw- j ling and tail jerking. Gradually the ; pack grew Ixilder. Some of the largec ones jumped toward the lion. lanArng nearer each time, hut leaping boek ] quickly. One more venturesome tb** i match went out—the old ladv gave one tVKXDING TH MID WAY DOm. constrictors, ert of (loglessmss, finally J)roved too much for the man. ile hied himself forth a day or two ago and .-.oon ac quired a large bull tinier—a beast of great size for his species and of exceed ingly ferocious face, albeit of mild und generous disposition. “If there is any dog I like.” said the man. as he towed his purchase home, "it is a good hull terrier." Acquaintances met the man en route. He tarried toexhib't thedognnd wound up in a cafe, where a few good thinga were discussed while the dog lay peace fully under the table. It was tvvoo’eloek in the morning when the man ar.d dog wended toward their home. When the man reached his abode the dog rattled up the stairs with much hilarity, and capered around the vesti bule while Uiu man was unlocking the door. The man lives in an tipper room. The dog didn’t know tlint und as soon ns t he outer door was opened skipped into the parlor downstairs. He ran against an easel, upset it. knocked over a Sntsu- tna vase and scrambled across a register with a sound like a stick scraping a picket fence. "Sh-li-h!” whispered the man. “Keep still and come upstairs." The un wonted raise had now aroused the old lady who acts us hoits(‘kee|ier of the place. She heard iti# rnttliugnnd trampling of tin* dog and the whispers cf his master. Murghirs. sure. She L« a pltteky old lady. Out from her couch she sprung, and. with a light ed match in her hand, marched upstairs from her roawi on the ground ftoor. The dog heard her coming and silently ran over to the landing on which she must shortly emerge. *A« she lurneil the head of the (light and struck an other match she saw. the dog with the most ferocious and malevolent of coun tenances staring gravely at her. The All tbc Same In Texas. Tho railroad men mid the drummers in Texas told me that then? was three places of a kiix^nit there—“Hempstead. Ilerirne and iF II. I went to Hemp stead ami Ktopjxxl at Ucarnc. To my notions they arc both good towns, with plenty of good people livin there. But the railroad men and the drummers belt to it that as between the three places it was six wiHi cne and half a dozen with the other two. One right I took the railroad train at Houston and started up the country. A young man likewise also got on board, w hich fieri general appearments had climbed up around various and sundry drinks. Anybody could tell that he would need a jug Indore he could take any more. When the train pulled out the„young man was fast asleep. The conductor come around presently and tried to wake him up. but it was all vanity and vexation. By-and-by. when the train had run some 40 or 50 miles, the young man responded slightly to the shakin and woke up in a measure. "(live me your ticket," says the con ductor. “Ain’t got no ticket,” says the young man. "Well, where do you suppose you are going?” says the conductor "(Join to h—11,” says the young man, only he spoke out in full. “That is perfectly all right,” says the conductor. "We have done passed Hempstead, but I will put you off at Ilearne.” BUFFS BANDERS. the rest nipper! the lion’s heel, and the big brute turned clumsily, but tco late to grip the daring dog. In rts js'ftue. the lion never allows jackals to (••me within ten feet of the meat it is etHSteg. ami kills those N:at do after the fashion of lions, but thi.s one could not protect its own skin now. First on one side, then on the oUkt, came the jackal*, snapping and c* c«» Mt*- img the big follow. Little drops of ‘ blood trickled down the lion’s hawte t At last, one of the jackals leaped totJ.* back of the liot. and was off and away before the brute could turn. Janies kad heard lions roar at night and in the day- j time, beeauseof love, hungeror wouud*. but* never such roar* as those this kte* gave. Neither did he ever hear munv joyful howls or yelps from any of atv dog kind than the howls of the jarvted* ready to pull down the lion, whiul) was : already weakening. The commotion had roused-life for miles around. Jackals hurrying to tee attack from their Anytime lairs etKu* for a mouthful. The screaming of | bird and carrion eaters hovered alxive. while all the cloven-hoofed animals grew uneasy and ceased feeding to look In thedireetion whence the sound (“.wit*. The end came suddenly. A^jackaJ which had made itself conspicuous by i its daring, and supposed by James to have been the one that lirst leaped on the lion’s back, jumjsxl ns if to seize the ; lion by the nose, but the lion was too quick tliis time and sank its teeth into j the jackal’s neck. Then the )>ack leaped forward all at once,and a moiniff of jackals heaved over the lion. When the mound dissolved a few bones ware left to whiten in the dry sunlight. shriek—the wllole. household turned out in wild confusion and dishabille and the man slid upstairs, dragging the dog with him. sneaked into his room and locked the ’door. Mutters were explained next morn ing. hut the old lady refuses to he friendly with the terrier, despite the latter’s earnest efTtfrts to win her ap probation. RELMIN»ZD OF HOME. Why u ChtcDKo n«ir^!nr l.eft u !2<>nxe Without l*lsin«l<*r. The burglar had rntcre i the house as quietly as possible, but his shoes were tint padded and they made some noise. He hudyjust readied the door of the bedroom when lie heard some one uiov- m J/ ; iMUMM /WA M HE MADE A MISTAKE. Anivcrcd by Kcil Gowns. Ddith and Amy Gregory, aged th and five years respectively, children of Seymour Gregory, of Kowlandsville. >. Y.. were seriously wounded tlitj other day by a turkey gobbler. Th*ehildw-n were playing in the yard, each wearhqjt a red dress, when the turkey atlaeteti the younger child, throwing her to hit* ground, ed to rese attacked her also, throwing her <V>wo minute.’' f ng in tho bed, as if about to get up, and be paused. The sound of a woman’s voice floated te liis cars. “If you don’t takeoff your boot* when you come into this house,’’ it said. ••there’s going to be trouble and a whole lot of it. He re "it’s been raining for three hours and you dare to tramp over li yon-r muddy boots on. and take them off this 1 ” I ---- - — The oMer girl then attenq^e < lay carpets with yon-r muddy boots on. rue her sister when the fowl Go downstaurs and inflicting several wounds upon face and hands. Finally recovering her feet little Amy ran to a neigh^dffc The Why. j house to alarm her mother. \Yh«* ”1 don’t think I ever knew another Mrs. Gregory ran into Mie yard husband so devoted as Cllnger.” found that the turkey had seveiw^' “Presume not—all the money’s hers." wounded Ddith also, and she dlspnt —Chicago Journal. j the a wailant w ith a club. He went downstairs w ithout a word, but -he didn’t take off his boots. In- iffead he went straight out into the night again, and the “pal” who was waiting for him saw a tear glisten in hte eye. “1 can’t rob that house," he said. “It reminds roe of home.” lie In Asked .tinny Questions—Bartow Man Mil own tlic (Measure Tliere In In a for r expo ml e nee vvltta Old Friends. There is perhaps no invention or con- vrivance that has brought more comfort to' mankind than that of letters and Hieir easy transmission by modern postal service. How wonderfully cheap ihey arc, and how swiftly they come and go! Only two cents to the utmosi limit of the United States, saj 1 i.OOO miles, and only live cents to bo carried across the ocean. It takes only ivvo cents to carry a letter to the City of Mexico, but it takes live cents to bring one back. My wife snvs that it is hard on Carl, *< for besides his weekly letter to us, he has many friends, and the girl he left behind him. and his postage is quite a vox. She thinks I ought to write to President Diaz and Mr. MeKfnley end demand reciprocity, just for Carl’s sake, hut I compromised with her by promising to inclose a dime in every letter 1 wrote to the boy. In almost every mail that comes she is on the look out ifcr a letter from some of the absent ones, and when she gets one she reads it two or three times and tiles it away on her side of the room. The morning and the evening mail has be come as important an event in the routine of our daily lives as our daily meals. It is an event that has grown on us and be come indispensable. Tim? was when neither she nor I received a letter a month, for she had no Iu.t r but me. und I had none but her. and our postal system was a darky boy. It was like that of Zeb Vance, who received a note from some fashionable woman in Wash ington with the mysterious letters “Ji. S. V. P." endorsed cn it, and w hen he answered it he put on one corner "S. B. A. N.,” just to keep up with so ciety. he said. When, she afterwards asked for an explanation, he smiled and Raid: "Oh. they stood for: ‘Sent by a nigger.’ ” I remember when the postage had to be paid at the last end of the line by the person who received it, and- it was 25 cents if it came 500 miles. If less than that, but from out of tiie state, it was IS^ cents, and if within the state it was 12'/ 2 cents. We had no decimal currency then, but vve had the seven ponce (12'/, cents) and the thrip (G^ cents) ar.d they were worn to the quick from constant use. Nothing told their valua except their size. We received the great United States mail twice a week and the tooting of the stage driver’s horn as he rose to the brow of the distant hill aroused all the jieoplj of the little village, and most of them gathered at the jxist office to hear tho news. Perhaps there were as many as 20 weekly papers taken in tho town, hut none of them made.mention of mur ders or suicides, or lynchings or elcjie- ments, or baseball or foot ball, or bicycle races or the fashions, or rewards fo.- guessing or advertisements of celery compound, or photographs of men or women or babies, or the arrival of any body less than a president ora governor. But in our state papers there were some littlo pictures or cuts of hasty depar tures—runaways—and all were uni formly advertised: "Kan away from the Eub*criber. my boj' Dick. etc., and I will give ten dollars reward for hi* appre hension.” But now the letters—ah, the letters that come every day! Besides the fam ily letters from kith and kin. there are scores from good people w ho are work ing fur church or charity, or want in formation aboHt Florida or Mexico. Very often am I eomfortod v. ith compli ments which I love to receive, and very often^ get a good, long letter from some old-time Georgian who for half a cen tury has lieen living in Texas or Arkan sas, or somew here in the great west. It pauses mo t* reply to ell and make the best answer that I can. But per hap* 1 had better say just here that I have long since ceased to write conqxxdtiens for the schoolgirls or to assist the hoy a in their debating societies. Iwishsin- cer.dy that I had time to help them, but I hate i^t. I know how it u, for I u.^h! to get help myself. But some of U:esc l/ tters are amus ing. One re-" iitvl a few days ago is very urgent to hare my opinion upon the pr*;riety or impropriety of a Christian mnn (figging a storm pit and getting in it when the cy clone gives its warning. Is it sinful or not to vhiowr mrch lack cf faith in God? He says Urey are making a t-hur eh question of it in hie community. I have hod several letters asking for as sistance in guessing the mis: iug word that the Conatilotion offers $1,(KX) for. These letters, of course, are confiden tial. and some beg me not to mention it even to Mrs. Arp. But the delieloiiK humor in ona of them is the offer to give me half the reward if I w ill disclose to her t he word. That is very like the generous fellow who told tho boy that if he would furnish his own hooks and line* and halt lx* would give him half the fish he caught. Since my last letter alxrut how to raise children mas published I have had several very comforting epistles from friends and some from strangers. Rev. lYillinm 11. Strickland makes mention of nevera! families from old Gwinmtt whose children arc all grown and are es teemed by ail who know them a* good people—funic-1. law-abiding end tem perate. He name* tlie time son* and five daughters rtf my old friend Jim Dunlap. Also the eight child sen of Rev. I). II. Monerlef. ore of whom now lives in Atlatia and has five .son* ard five (laughters, nil grown up r.ml all good men and women. John md Mary B. Sammons, hi* wife, had Iff to grow, to maturity, end they wore nil grxxl. How tleh t'.inse parents were!—richer than Vanderbilt or As4or. Ard so were the children of D. \X. Sjcnce and Wash Allen. One had eight and the other ten. Well. now. ore of the renvons 1* that all of tlx**? familios came from oid Gwinnett, and most of tire children were from that old Sammons htoek that lived on Aleovy creek when 1 was a boy. The first couple I ever saw married out side of my father’s house was Jim Dunlap and Rebecca Sam mo mi. and Jim oufmnrricd himself when be got her. That was an old-fashioned, country wedding, and it was a big one. They had turkeys and mast pigs and pound cake amazing, and they had thou; and- dollar o&udlvsticks nil about, for ev —y likely negro boy had a torch. ) ut my wife and I left, therr 46 years a -o, and did not know lint these good peo ple had had so many ( hildTcn. May ail such be perpetuated. And I have a good letter from F’uera Vista, tell ing of old Dr. Reese, who has raised a even boys and two girls, and they are all good, sober, industrious. Christian children, and had a gentle, kind, loving. Christian mother, who is now among the angels. That is it. after all—tho mother—the mother—the gentle, kin 1, loving. Christian mother. So 1 am encouraged to recall my ap prehension concerning the black sheep being in all large flocks of children.— Dill Arp. in Atlanta Constitution. CICYCLE ACCIDENTS. C«n*l(lerlnff (lie Number cf Wheels rseft They Are Its re. Considering the gre: t number cf bieycles in use throughout the world, the aoeiden’s resulting therefrom aro exceedingly few. Nevertheless, there are many who have an abnormal idea of the bicycle, ond seem to think it is an exceedingly -hazardous vehicle for conveyance or diversion. The far west has a most unenviable reputation as c dangerous country for the reason that every murder, hanging or shooting affair is so greatly distorted and talked about that it leave* u vivid impression upon everyone. People will fiirn out for miles around to take part in a “lynching bee” or “necktie paity.” and the news of same travels with in- ereJibie rapidity, gaining seme new phase at every turn, until the fact of one poor man having been hung up by the neck assumes the proportions of 2D or fft) bloody assassins having been hung, and conveys the idea of :h‘* mosrt hor rible butchery on a very grand scale. Bicycle accidents are so uncommon that interest and comment in all acci dental occurrences in which it plays a part are more generally noted by new s papers ar.d news gatherers than any other mcklenta of similar character, which merely repeat, long familiar ex periences and are Hardly noted by the public. It must also be Borne in mind that gross carelessness by thoughtless persons eausea mo d of the accidents for which the w heel is held responsible. The rider who has become proficient only on the smooth floor of a hall w here he lias taken lessons is almost .sure to underrate the embarrassments to be encountered in a public thoroughfare. He does not appreciate the difficulties of controlling his machine cn a sloping surface, of passing safely through a crowded street, or of coasting. Even a skilled rider should keep informed of the condition of his machine, as an un obtrusive defect, such a* a loose nut. for example, maj* lead to serious re sults. Cheapness in bicycles necessarily sig nifies inferior materials and poor work manship. and those ore the machines that increase the number cf accidents, and for which purchasers should be less rnsjxinsibie than those by whom they have lieen deluded. A good, trust worthy bicycle of well-known standard manufacture is rafest and best, ar.d, though moreexpensivein the beginning. In the end is an economical purchase, one that the buyer should lake ad vantage of ami that the experienced cyclist can best appreciate. ProRresN In Medicine. Dr. George F. Schrady. of Now York, has recently published nn article which brings forcibly before the mind the great progress recently made in medical science, in surgery one of the great est advances is made in efranlines''. Physicians formerly tried to kill poison In wounds, row t heir efforts are to pre vent its entrance. The recent wonder ful operations have only been made possible by the new knowledge of an- tiseptic surgery. Dr. Schrady mentions the services of the Roentgen rays and tiic nteantages given by use of cocaine. He speaks of the discoveries in l avtori- oi<;ry, but warns the fearful they arc not in (kuiger of consumption ar.d other diseases every time they breathe their microbes. A healthy persdh has littlo to fear in this direction. Dr. Schrady thinks the agreeable forms of medicine to-day a sign of progress. Itoincli on the .ladse. A judge on the Pacific coast, noted for his tendency to explain things to his juries, expressed in u recent case his own ideas with such force that he thought it almost unneoev.sary for the jurors to leave the box. They did leave it. however, and were out hours. In quiring the trouble, the judge was told one of tlie 12 was standing out against the li. He summoned the jury and re- huled tho recede it ram t sharply. "Ycur honor." ward the juror, “may I my a word?" “Yes. sir,” said the indignant judge. “What have you to «ny?” "Well, what I wanted to say is. I’m the only fellow that’s on your side.” I.ctluc* Green Snlart Rovrl. English engraved glass is attracting much attention tor iis beauty of color. A salad bowl is of green and white en graved glass, and the lettuce coloring is further carried out in the handies of salad fork and spoon, both of which terminate in knolxqof green giaas. She Took Her Revenge. A man having died at Darwin, Eng land, hi* wife addressed a long speech to the corjiie upon her .suffering!* dur ing her married life. She then be labored tihe body, smashing a chair over the dead man’s head, nccfiRitat rg tho in ter vent ion of the police.