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