Decatur Democrat, Volume 37, Number 16, Decatur, Adams County, 7 July 1893 — Page 3

MP TAMPA’S ELEANOR. u Vi Arizona Romance, Written for This Paper. 4 1 duchess.

CHAPTER ll.—Continued. "It la my openion," says Jim, “that IT follows have made a big blunder. ie prisoners wdl only be a burden to >. Beer would have served our purse better." -V 're right, Jim," says Black Sam. Jontound the stupidity of felws! Wo have money enough, and, tor I get well, we can afford to set up gentlemen tn any city in the world, hat sort of people arc these priuonS?” “An army officer and a young girl.” "A young girl,” ropoalMSarn with a own. "Os all accursed Wings!" "To tell you the whole story, it’s CoL >rley and his daughter. Ned thinks i ought to pay $5,n00." "Curse Ned and his opinions!" growls ack Sam with an oath. “Colonels in e regular army don't over have so uch money as that. But they do have Idlers a plenty, and when this one its loose he’ll set a regiment to hlmtg us down!" "Perhaps not. There’s been queer •Ings on at Camp Tampa. The garrin deserted in a body to go digging for >ld. The Colonel wouldn’t give the lys a vacation—so they took it Then e miners thereabouts got mad because »rley wouldn’-t consent to their stakg claims on the post grounds, and last ght they mobbed him and his daughr’out. Oii’r fellows camo across them id have brought them here. That’s e whole story." The captives are led into the cave indfolded. Following them are the ree freebooters, with a leer of trlnph on their faces. The bandages o removed and the two pairs of eyes ish Indignantly. “Are you Colonel Lorley?” asks Black im. “Yes," is the answer; “and have I lien into the hands of Black Sam?" “You have that* pleasure. But I am it overjoyed to see you and your mghtor here. I’d rather my men had ought in a couple of sheep. But we m't safely let you go. If I wasn’t id up with this cursed broken leg I’d ion solve the problem. Let me think over. In the meantime, you and your lughter remain here!" “But think——’’ “I’m thinking—of my own safety, our comfort is a secondary consideraon." “My people will search for me.” "But as long as you remain here ere’s no danger of their finding you.” “ Well, Sam,” says Ned, “what shall e do?" “There's no hurry, comrade,” replies im. “It will be time enough to-mor-w. You and the Loys take your ease; Ink hearty if there’s any whisky left, id lie around outside like real gold > ggers. If anybody comes to inquire >out the Colonel and his daughter you low what to answer.” “By the Says Black Sam, with malicious sense of fun, “we have an;her visitor from Camp Tampa. I mean irgcon Brannard.” “He Is here!” Eleanor exclaims. “If he had not deserted us, ” says the olonel. severely, “there would have »pn two men instead of one left In imp to defend it." “You’re too hard on him.” Sam interises. "He came to set my broken leg, id we’ve made him stay. In point of ot. Colonel, he’s a prisoner, as you e." For the moment Eleanor forgets her im plight in her gladness that Arthur rannard is not a deserting soldier, a icreant lover, or a cowardly man. CHAPTER 111. SMALL BUT ACTIVE WARFARE. It is midnight, and Eleanor has not sen able to sleep. Ste and her father vo been provided with a crudely parHoned corner of the cavern as quarts. The Colonel, tired out by the ly’s exertion and adventure, is slumsring soundly. Suddenly the girl hears stol shots outside. Then all is still, quarter of an hour goes by and there no further 1 disturbance. The girl sere cautiously into the main apaitent. Nobody is there except Black am lying on his couch. He is not only ileep but is breathing heavily. She iproaches him and sees at once that a has been drugged. An empty vial nells of morphine. Where is Arthur rannard? She has not seen him since le was brought to the cave. and she uesses rightly that he has not been inirmod of her captivity. Another ot her arroct surmises is that it is he who has imlnistcred a somnole.-cent draught to lack Sam. She cautiously takes a ,ntorn and makes her way through a arrow break In the rooks, which she opes may lead out of the cave. After roping along for some time shtrreachds point where there are several pasigea. Trusting to luck, she takes the ne neaiest at hand, but soon finds herBlf obliged to turn back. A second Ives no better results. The third, owever, brings her in a few loments to the open air. Pressig on, she runs against a thick rowth ot roots and vines, which efictually conceals the entrance to the ibbers’ den. With some difficulty she lakes her way through this obstruction, nd finds herself in the narrow gorge, hieh is dimly lighted by the rays of le moou. This secret entrance is only few paces behind the tent. There is a light within the canvas, and io sound of voices. Eleanor creeps loser and listens. "I don't believe we hit him," Jim is ayiug. “Ho was on a horse and away uicker’n lightning.” “And when the chief wakes up and nds out the Doctor is gone,"says Ned, lo’ll raise blue blazes.” “The thing for us to do," says Jim, is to chase the Doctor back to Camp ’ampa. kill or capture him, and burn K barracks. He’ll be alone there toht. He doesn’t know that the Colonel I Miss I.orloy are here. Whatever re do there before morning will be laid o the minors, who mean to clean out fie place anyhow. So, let’s be off, and et back again before the chief routes rom the dose I caught the Doctor givig him.” Eleanor hides behind a tree and stays ( hero until the three men, joined by six ithere, arm themselves, mount musangs, and gallop away toward Camp Pampa. She knows they will follow he circuitous route of the creeks, and he thinks that, by going afoot directly .cross the hills, she may possibly get to he camp ahead of them. But there is lot a moment to lose in preparation or rresolutlon. To re-enter the cave might te to encounter a member of the gang aid be detained. So she sets out at a [ait which she hopes to maintain Tor the nilo and a half which she has to tra--erso while the gang is going three or our by a roundabout route. Not once loos she slip or stumble, though the -round is treacherous. Not on e does ’ho lose heart; but, young and strong ind agile as she is, in spite of her slen-

der frame, flies, straight as ad arrow from Its bow. to the rescue of him she loves. In the loneliness and darkness of the hour, with fear lighting ifi her breast for mastery over hope, she acknowledges to herself for the first time that she does, indeed, love Arthur Brannard; that he and ho alone of all the world is the one man for her. How lone she seems that night! How full of ghastly terrors! Now a rustle in the shrubs on her right hand makes her b ood run cold, and now a fancied whisper brings a frightened sob to her throat. And now at last the outlines of the barracks fall upon her straining eyes. Encouraged by them to fresh exertions, she runs as though Hecate herself were at her heels, never drawing breath until she stops at the gateway. She finds the gate unfastened. The young officer has not been within more than five minutes, and he is scarcely through with his search for Inmates. He meets her. Seeing him. all at once such a sense of security overcomes her that losing sight of the courage that hitherto has sustained and upheld her, she sways forward, and would have fallen but that he catches her in his arms. “My darling, you here! What has happened?” cries he, in great agitation. Then she conquers the faintness, and. raising herself from bis embrace, sinks into a chair. She tells him in a few and hasty words of all that has happened; that the bandits may be momentarily expected; that the mob of miners»will probably arrive at daybreak; that his life is in danger from the former; and that they must try to escape at once. “I think I hear horses’ hoofs now,” she exclaims. “Come,” with nervous haste, “another five minutes may make it too late.” “By Jove! so it will. You must mount my horse, and ride to Clayville.” “But you will come with me?" “I can’t go with you,” says he, turning crimson. “I must remain here.” “Oh, you shall not!” cries the girl, vehemently. She lays her little white hands, one crossed upon the other, on his arm, and looks with eager eyes into his face. “I pray you to come; will you refuse me?” “Will you make me a greater coward than you already deem me?” returns he, hastily, the late wound still rankling. In a moment, seeing how she shrinks away from him, conscience-stricken, he curses himself in his heart for having thus upbraided her. “Forgive me,” he says in an agony of contrition. “You do right to reproach me,” returns she, in a low tone, with her pretty head bent down and lips quivering, “all though in my heart I never meant what I said." “I believe that,” he says, gladly. Then, with a sudden thought, he adds: “We have forgotten your father. He must be rescued While ..thp bandits are away from the cave; or eTse they must be captured. We must rouse the mining camp, and start the vigilantes. You ride there with the news, while I hold the fort until help comes." But this plan is frustrated by the arrival of the bandits. There is a clatter of horses’ hoofs down the gravelly ascent, and Brannard, placing himself impulsively in front of Eleanor, stands with his pistol raised to defend her. The futility of a single-handed fight in the open air with a party of bravadoes is so clear, however, that he at once retreats with the girl into the barracks. He has barely time to bar the doors before they are in the yard, Having armed Eleanor, at her own request, with a revolver, he leads the way to an upper room. The clouds, that in the earlier part of the night were dull and leaden, have all cleared away, and now one sees a most heavenly night. Every tree and shrub and leaf is a-glitter and moonlight, lying over all, softens and deepens into tenderqst beauty each ’ thing it touches. “There, look!" whispers Eleanor, ! hurriedly, tightening her fingers on Brannafd’s. Slowly, as they watch, a party of robbers move toward the principal entrance. One of these, striking a match, sets fire to a pine stick and then moves rapidly toward the door. The officer at this, placing the girl in an angle where she Is for the present safe, flings wide the window, and calls aloud to the men down below. “What do you want here, you fellows?” he says, in a clear and by no means conciliatory tone. His sudden presence causes them to come to a standstill. Farley among themselves then ensues, of a very animated order, until broken by Jim, who, separating himself a little from the others, glances defiantly up at the window. He carries in his right hand a revolver. “You!" he says, insolently, In answer to the question. “Well, you see me,” says Brannard, calmly. “ What can Ido for you?" “Nothing. We’re going to do for you ' to-night!” “As for that, we shall see. The first i man who lays that 1 ghted torch to the door will get a bullet through his brain.” “There are more bullets than yours,” shouts another voice, derisively, and almost with the words something whistles past the officer’s head and lodges Itself in the wall behind him. “A near shave,” says the young man. I with a low laugh. It is a dangerous ’ laugh, however, lull of revengeful possibilities, but without a suspicion of fear. Eleanor comes quickly’ to his side. Her soul is filled with pride for I him. She Is as pale as she might bo i lying In her shroud, but there Is no sign ' of faintness about her now. She does not even ask him to make terms with the miserable miscreants beneath. “Stand a little to this tide; you will be more out of their range,” is all she says, drawing him, as she speaks, into the desired position. “Keep well behind me,” he says, anxiously; “but if you can with safety, point Out to me the man who fired that slot. My own wreched eyes are of small use to me in this uncertain light.” “It was the tall one by the post There, be on your guard." As she says this, another bullet flies past him, tearing a small bit of cloth i from the shoulder of his coat. “Why will you expose yourself?” cries Eleanor, vehemently. “Stand back.” He fires, and one of the men staggers and falls. A thin, dark stream of blood ; is creeping along the ground. “It is horrible,” saye Eleanor. She 1 staggers a little, and lays her hand up- 1 on Brannard’s arm. It is but for a mo- •' ment. Then she recovers hefeelf, and, standing upright, stares with determination upon the group beneath—she has even moved a little forward. Her light gown coming thus prominently into notice, lit by the rays of the glorious moon, is distinctlv visible, and brings

I into bold relief the dark form of Brannard standing a ttep or so in front of I her. , Two or three of the jnen are stoop- . ing over the prostrate body and are drawing It to the rear. The surgeon I Is so intent upon the wounded man, land finds such a difficulty in bringing his deficient sight to boar upon him < that he grows forgetful of conseI quences and steps into the full glare ot the moonlight. Eleanor, who Is awestruck by the presence of death, stands by his side, smitten by the solemnity of the moment into incautlousness. A spark of light, however, < atchlng her side view, she Involuntarily turns her head in its direction. A l.tlle riotous moonbeam glinting off the steel barrel of a pistol has caused this spark. The weapon Itself Is raised, and the muzzle is pointed at the very heart of the ; young man. The ruffian is pausing, as I though to make sure of his mark. There iis no time for warning of any sort. In a second she has raised the revolver in her own hand and fired. A second ex- : plosion follows hard on hers, and then a cry of agony. The bandit, throw ng | one arm upward (the other is hanging broken by his side), staggers backwaid and sinks Into the embrace of a man who hurries toward him. Presently there Ih a movement among them, and then, almost beiore one can grasp the fact, they have nil gone from the gravel sweep, have melted away once more into the shadows of the trees. “You saved my life then!” cried Brannard, turning to her excitedly. “Just as he fired I saw my danger, not before. It was too late then to move. But your bullet saved me. I owe my very existence to you, my brave darling. See! His bullet must have passed right between us, under your arm." “But where have they gone?” exclaimed she, anxiously. “Have they abandoned their evil work? Have we | proved ourselves too strong for them?” She has stooped forward. Her face, [ as the moonlight falls upon it, looks ghastly. He gazes at her keenly. Then something ihat soils her gown attracts his attention. The sleeve has been rudely torn away from her white arm, and on the hanging fragments of cashmere and trickling down the fair, soft flesh is blood. “You are wounded,” he cries in a dreadful voice. “And for me; to save me! Have they killed you? Speak to me!” "Wounded,” repeats the girl, vaguely. Then she sways a little, and with a little confiding gesture toward him, full d£ pathos, falls unconscious upon his breast. He lays her gently on a bed and tenderly dresses the wound, which Is a severe one only in his loving eyes. She recovers her courage speedily. Daylight comes in the hour spent in bringing the girl quite back to herself. Then they walk down to the mining camp to give au alarm. It is almost deserted. “The boys have gone to lynch some thieves," says an old man. Brannard and Eleanor procure a second horse, and together ride to Black Sam’s cave. There they find a horrible' sight. The seven bandits who returned from the assault on Camp Tampa are bunged to the trees. The miners, having learned their character, have executed lynch law upon them. Col. Lorley, after a momentary difficulty in overcoming the prejudices of the miners against himself, has conducted them into the cave. Black Sam was awake. As they entered the rocky chamber, the robber drew a revolver and fired a shot at the Colonel. Luckily, his recumbent position made hie aim uncertain. The Invaders sprang upon him, but before they could prevent it he turned his revolver against his own I. reast, shootinc himself through the heart. This has barely been done when Brannard and Eleanor arrive. The box s and sacks of treasure are loaded on horses and transported to Camp Tampa, where a peace is that day made between the miners, the deserting soldiers and the commandant. The reward offered for Black Sam and the stolen treasure is apportioned satisfactorily. As for Brannard and Eleanor, they hold a private interview. “Eleanor!” He makes a step forward and then stops, as though determined to kill the rising hope within him. “If I thought there was a chance”— he begins, his voice somewhat unsteady. “There Isn’t,” she says, plucking at a fold in her gown and with averted eyes; “it’s a certainty.” Here she makes another brave effort to smile, but breaks down. “I—l love you,” she says, and bursts into tears. “O love! O darling!" says the young man, and then involuntarily they move i toward each other. There is a tremu--1 lous pause, a faltering glance, and than the veil Is torn down, and they find happiness imparadised in one another's arms. ITHE END. | Copyright, 1893. Taught Him a Lesson. It was just a little lesson, that was all, but it went right to the spot, says the Detroit Free Pres*. He stopped a moment on his way home to look at a florist’s window, and the florist, who saw him, asked him inside to see something extra fine. “You dofi’t buy any more flowers now?” said the florist. “No,” was the response, given goodnaturedly, though it was brief. “And it used to be, a year ago or more, that roses and violets and carnations and all sorts were a great attraction,to you?” “Yes: I had a sweetheart then,” I and the man blushed and laughed. I “You used to take her a flower I every time you went to see her, didn’t j you?” pursued the inquisitive, kindly old florist. “Yes.” “And they didn’t cost very much, as a rule; did they?” “Oh, no; but that didn't make any difference to her. If I brought them fresh and fragrant that was enough. ” I “Why don’t you take them to her now? Did she choose another in your stead?” and the florist’s voice was sympathetic.” “Oh, no; I married her a year ago. ” I The florist waited a moment as if , thinking. “And you don’t love her now?” he asked cautiously, as if treading on thin ice. “Os course. We are very happy. But you know the flower business doesn’t go any more.” “Did she ever say so?” asked the florist. “Well —um—er—no, I can’t. say that she ever did.” “Have you ever asked her about It?” “No. I never happened to think cf it. Busy, you know, with all sorts i of things, so much more practical.” The florist didn’t answer. He went to a pot of roses and violets, and, taking a handful, he handed them over to his late customer. | “There/ he said, “I give them to you In remembrance 6f old times. ;“You might take them to your wife, ' and If she doesn't like them you can bring them back to the/ But they never came back. y. ...... When the confectioner is working his taffy he wants a strong pull and a long pull.—Picayune.

FIRST LAKE STEAMER.She Was Celled Walk-in-the-Water, and Had an Adrenturons Career. " Walk-in-tbe-Water was a chief of the Wyandottes. The British made him captain of marines aboard the Queen Charlotte, which went into the battle of Lake Erie under the usual declaration that England ex-1 pected every man, red or white, to do his duty. But when the Niagara of Perry’s slept came bearing down , with all her guns ablaze Walk-ln-the-Water concluded that naval warfare was not adapted to the Indian, so he Quietly slipped over theside and swam to the shore. When the first steam vessel that ever stemmed the currents of shallow and boisterous Lake Erie was launched her sjKinsors named her after the chief whose personal appellation so nearly described her method of proceeding. Mie was a frail craft, and her period of life was as short as its ending was tragic. i When she first paddled her way out of the Niagara River into Lake Eric, and, after a venturesome passage, I steamed up the Detroit River, she j was almost as great a revelation to the white settlers as to the Indians, I who danced upon the bank above Malden and shouted their astonish-1 ment. They had been told something of the wonders of steam, and the word had gone out among them that a giant canoe was coming, drawn by sturgeons and with no aid from oars or sails. Here it was at last, and another of the white man’s wonderful stories was true. She went into the water at Black Rock May 28, 1818, having been in course ot construction from the November preceding. Her owners designed her for the line between Black Rock and Detroit, with stoppages at intermediate points. McQueen of New York had built her engine, which it was thought would be strong enough to carry her through the rapids that lay between Black Rock and the entrance to Lake Erie, but when they assayed to steam her out they found her power insufficient. She backed up and dashed forward again and again, but the water was her master, and every time she was carried back. Several days were consumed before her captain would give up, but he finally tied her up to the wharf and sent for Capt. Sheldon Thompson and his twelve yoke of oxen. A huge chain was run from yoke to yoke and attached to the vessel, the word of command was given, the twenty-four patient necks were bent, all steam was crowded on, and the passage of the rapids was speedily made. Ox muscle was thereafter in demand whenever the outward passage was to be made. A pioneer citizen of Buffalo, Velorous Hodge, has placed upon record some of the incidents of a voyage to Green Bay he made in 1821: “We stopped at various ports along the lake,” he says, “but,as there were no substantial lanaing places, we found it difficult to reach the shore. We found Detroit quite a little town,and stopped there several days, taking on provisions and other supplies. Going up St. Clair River, wi ran on a sand bar and knocked several buckets out of our wheels. This obliged us to lay up at Fort Gratiot for repairs. As soon as we had tied up a crowd of Indians came whooping down to see the boat that went without sails. “When we reached. Green Bay we noticed on the shore a great crowd of Indians awaiting our approach. They were there to receive their annuities from the Government, which were then due. Besides, the rumor had gotten abroad that their supplies would be brought in a vessel that would go up stream against the wind and the current. The captain determined to prepare a little surprise for them. He ordered steam shut down as we slowly drifted to the dock. The soldiers were paiadcd on deck, and everything was done to impress the savages with our importance. However, they had little respect for the pomp of our military friends, and presently swarmed over on to the vessel, and in their desire to see every thing completely overran the boat. Then came the captain’s opportunity. He jerked the bell, the steam rustjAi forth with adeafeniug crash, and th® air was tilled with wild whoops and flying breechcloth. In twenty seconds there wasn’t a redsgin on the boat- In less than a minute there wasn’t one in sight on the land. They went over the sides of the vessel like ?o many maniac monkeys, some into the water and some on the land, and it was several hours before they dared to venture down to the dock again. We were in Green Bay not quite two days and then started on the homeward trip. We had tine weather all the way and a good run down, and reached Black Rock in just eighteen and a half days from the time of starting. This was considered a remarkably Quick trip at that time.” Oct. 31, 1821, the vessel left Black Rock upon what proved to be her dual voyage. The weather was threatening, and she had gone oflly a little way into the lake when one of Erie’s famous squalls came down upon her and grew stronger as the hours passed. The little yessel struggled as she could, but was driven steadily toward the shore. Her anchors were cast and held for a time, but soon dragged, while the ‘vessel began to l<ak badly. Suddenly, as Mrs Palmer, one of the passengers, relates, there was “a crash of crockery” as the boat drove upon the sandy beach in front of Buffalo. Her keel was broken in several places, and the whole hull was so shattered as to render her useless. One of the passengers upon that unlucky occasion relates the incidents of the wreck in the following woads: “The boat squeaked and cracked as if every plank was working loose. An hour later the captain sent for the passengers to come on deck, as we were going on shore. We were soon ip, and on going to the cabin for the ladies to our surprise we found the water had forced itself through the planks at the windows'and ran completely across the cabin floor. Just as we got Into the gentlemen’s cabin with the ladies she struck the ground with a tremendous jarring. Sfle stopped a moment, then the waves lifted her up higher, and she was fast. The captain then sent word that might remain in the cabin, for we would be safe there. As soon as she became fast the water poured

i down the companion-way, whichcom- | pelled us to take shelter on theothei side of the cabin. I went on deck and found the captain had been ashore with a boatload of passenger: and returned.” All were safely landed, and found a refuge/in the light-house that stood near. ! , The machinery of the Walk-ln-the-i Water was removed to her successor, the Surperior, the second steamboat on Lake Erie, while the greater part of the hull was left to rot away. Big Game. In hisbook on Abyssinia Sir Sam uel Baker gives the followingaccount iof the capture of a hippopotamus After a long chase the animal had left the river, and much to the djs appointment of his pursurers had Jis appeared. But one of the knowing attendants expressed his firm con Eviction that the “hippo” would soor be seen again. This prediction wai i fulfilled much sooner than the most j sanguine had expected. At a distance of nearly half a mile, says the writer, we saw the animal emerge from the jungle, and descend at full trot to the bed of the river, making ' directly for the first rocky pool, it which we had previously seen a here of hippopotami. j Accompanied by the old howart i (hippo-hunter) we walked quickly to ' ward the spot; he explained to m« I that I must shoot tne harpoonec hipno, as we should not he able tx secure him in the usual method b; ropes—nearly all our men bein| absent from camp upon other duties Ufion reaching a certain pool, whict was about a h indred and thirty yard: in diameter, we were immediately : greeted by the hippo, who snortec i and roared as we approached, then h< dived, and the buoyant float upor which the man with the harpoon wai ■ stationed, ran along the surface marking his course, in the same man ner as the cork of a trimmer with: pike upon the hook. Several times he appeared, but at he invariably faced us, I could not obtain a favorable shot. I therefore I sent the old hunter round the pool. 1 and he, swimming the river,advanced ! to the opposite side, and attracted the ! attention of the hippo, who immedi ately turned toward him. This afforded me a good chance, and I fired a steady shot behind the ear, about seventy yards, with a single-barrelled rifle. As usual with hippopotami, whether dead or alive, he disappeared I beneath the water at the shot. Th: ! crack of the ball and the absence ol any splash from the bullet told mt that he was hit; the float remained perfectly stationary upon the surface, i I watched it for some m notes —il never moved; several heads of hip popotami appeared and vanished ir different directions, but the float was i still; it marked the spot where th: grand old bull lay dead beneath. When the men reappeared they swam out, regardless of crcudiles, t< the spot where the animal had gon: down, and securing the rope attached to the harpoon, dragged the body oi the hippo to the shore. Uses for Cold Boiled Vegetables. Cold boiled vegetables of any kind are all good if re-warmed in a littl: good melted butter, or white sauce; the bestowal of a little more pains will transform them intoa jardinier: either brune or b anche. For this, the larger vegetables, carrots, turnips, etc., are served in the sauce in th: middle of the dish, while round th: edge are placed the peas and Frenck beans in small heaps, the cauliflbwei and any other vegetable in separat: tufts, according to color. The uses for cold potatoes ar« legion, but for cold mashed potatoes there, is no more delicate way than u dress them ala Duchesse. With th: mashed potato mix a small quantity of potato flour, a little melted butter, salt, and pepper, and sufficient milk or cream to make a stiff paste. Shap: into tiny balls, roll each in yolk ot egg, then fry in hot fat till a golden brown. They swell out, and ar: truly as good to taste as to look at. Mashed potato is a great addition to plain scones, and also to som: puddings, while a hot potato cake is a great favorite with North country h people. ... Sitting Down on Him. A rather loudly-dressed “gentle man” stepped into the necktie de partment the other afternoon ahd, it a supercilious tone that would hav: nettled a graven image into anger, uttered the single mandatory word, “Neckties!” and then threw back his head as if the clerk was entirely beneath his notice. The top-lofty ail aggravated the salesman, but h: quietly displayed a number of lat: patterns with a deferential air. “These,” said he, obsequiously, “are the very newest things, aud-are excellent quality at 25 cent;——’ “Twenty-five cents!’’ haughtily snapped the customer. “Twentyfive cents! Do I look like a man whe would wear a25 cent necktie? Say, do I look like a 25 cent dude? Is there anything about me to indicate that I ” “I beg your pardon,’ meekly interposed the clerk, but with a snap in the corner of his cold gray eye, “the 10 cent counter is at th: other end of the room.” —New York Commercial Advertiser. When They Arc Not Goods. The young man was strolNng alorij quietly with the girl in the sweel June night because neither of then : had anything else to do, when they passed a sign with an Oyster kegenc on it. “Oysters,” she said dreamily, as il thinking of the winter time. “Yes.” he replied, “and what a pity oysters are not good in any month that hasn't an rin lt» H “ The girl sighed as she saw another sign. “Ice cream and strawberries." she murmured. The young man started nervously. “And did you know, Chaslie,” she went on, “that ice cream and strawberries are not good in those months which have ak or a q or a z in them?” Then it was Charlie’s time to think of the months when ice cream and strawberries are not good, and he smiled at tRe. cute creature with him and gracefully capitulated.—Detroit F'ree Press. A lawyer in Lincolnshire, has .been disbarred for stealing siieep. He began his career by fleecing the lambs

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