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2 -:/._\/ o rLAST ¥ ‘;)’ . 7 . ™ §s g )’ 35 ’ o, = Q N, ARSI DI ID) L 3 CN IO Ry : === COPYRIGHT 1895 == CHAPTER IX. —CONTINUED. Thus, it was resolved that another fncumbrance should be laid on the broad back of the breadwinner, who shouldered the burden cheerfully, for George Harland had a big heart and never fretted over trifles. The young women retired to put the children to bed, and the mechanic, well pleased with himself and his surroundings, drew his chair closer to the stove and lit his pipe to enjoy his usual evening smoke. As the clouds curled upwards to the ceiling the tint of his thoughts became less roseate~-a feeling of unrest possessed him. Ally’s broken health and Cohen’s brutality rankled in his mind, and for the first time in his life he found himself wandering whether “Windy” Atkins, the demagogue of the yard, was not right after all in his denunciation of capitalists and his florid portrayal of the wrongs of labor. It did seem cruel that a fairly-educated, well-behgved girl like Ally should be wearing herself out for a bare subsistence. Then, there was that little trouble down at the yard—not worth making a fuss about, certainly not to be mentioned to Nell—perhaps, after all, he ought to have taken more interest in it and attended the meeting at O'Brien’s saloon to-night. langed, if. he didn’t think it would be a good thing te go and talk the matter over with that editor-fellow, Grey, if he should chance to be in his room. - i He found our hero up to his eyes in study, but cordially glad to see him.

+ “1 read that paper of yours, which Col. Gilchrist tossed into the waste basket, and see many good points in it —perhaps too conservative for these eritical times, but that is a good fault.” “Well, sir,”. Harland answered, “I don’t know, after all, that I'm right. It does seem hard that there should be so much suffering in this land of plenty, that one man should be rolling in riches and another equally industrious —for 1 take no account of loafers—should hardly be able to keep the wolf from the door.”

“It does, indeed,” Grey responded, deeisively, thinking of hisown attenuated services and inability to secure employment. *“lt is a hard problem to solve, and—" He paused and blushed scarlet.. 'l'm trying to master it. Don’t think that I ever hope to be the apostle of the New Civilization, but I may be one of its pioneers.” ' - ' Harland gazed at him with op’enj mouthed wonder. b “Concentration of wealth led to the French revolution, class privileges, and unequal taxes. How is it in America? Big. concerns backed by huge capital crush the life out of small tradesmen, who must become servants or starve. We have law enough, but no justice. Who cares for the law who has money and influence sufficient to defy it? Our tax administration is a disgrace to civilization, and—"

. “Still it’s a, pretty good country to live in, Mr. Grey.” L b ' “Yes, as long as your ox is not gored. If you could shut your eyes to the misery of thousands in this city of Chicago, you might think it a charming place to dwell in.”

. “And what are you going to do about iter - j

_ “Mass labor against capital.” i* “By trafdes nnions?” ‘ “Yes. By concentrated action. By the power of the ballot box.” ‘“Talking of trades unions, I want your advice as to a case in point.” : “Proceed.” : : **We bad two men in our yard who have scamped their work and, as the saying 'goes, ‘sassed the boss,” who gave them the sack. Now, there’s some kind of a fuss about the matter and some of the men are attending a meeting to-night to talk the matter over. I don’t suppose it will amount 4o much, but I'm kind of uneasy,; and that’s why I came upstairs.”. ; ““Oh, that is all nonsense. The worl-" ingmen of this country are too intelligent to make a mountain of such a - molehill as that. Iwouldn’t worryabout it if I were you.” Nevertheless, just as’ Harland that night was going to bed, a tap came to the door, and a fellow workman beckoned him outside. < ‘“l've been to the meeting, George, and I thonght I'd drop in and tell you how things went.” , “You might have saved yourself the trouble,” Harland laughed. ‘I know how things went, just as though I'd been there. ‘Windy’ Atkins made a screed on the bloated lumber lords, there was a good . deal of beer consumed, and then Fred Sawyer and a few old hands just sat down on the silly performance.” : ‘““You are wrong, George,” was the seriousreply. ‘“‘The only man who spoke at length was the walking delegate from New York, and—" “Who in thunder’s he?” Harland asked ‘fiercely. ‘‘What can a New Yorker know about our-local quarrels? And what did he say?” ““Ordered us all out on a strike without an hour's notice.” . X. » ’ CHAPTER' X. A WOMAN’S WORD. ' “From plague, pestilence and famine, from battle and murder and from sudden denth,” says the grand old -Litany, “‘Good Lord, deliver us;” and assuredly, if the inspired sage who wrote these ‘words had lived in the latter days, he ~wwvould have added: ‘“‘And from strikes and walking delegates,” for humanity - eonfronts no evil more appalling than the pitiless edict whic}xlgo‘es forth that the breadwinn?' shall not toil, and his women and children shall be martyrs to “the Great Cause of Labor versus Capital. Down in the dust fall the devotees of reform and the juggernautic car of demagogism crushes them to powder. ~ Only one little month of four weelts has clapsed since the shadow of evil fell upon the shipyards, and sce what , changres it has wrought. Men's very natures gamtwisteﬁ trom-t.heii;indrinal : ‘beings from the passions which stir ~_And poor Joe Henderson—Harland's the evil tidings—as honest a young feloot i "Q.Mx“"a'r*\zf’;wﬂ"?ww’:‘:'” BRI a 0

- The shipbuilders, driven to exasperation by the unreasonable demands of the union on Moore & Marstcon, had voted a general ‘lock-out,” and two thousand heads of familiesin the city of Chicago were out ‘of employment. Men gathered at the street coruevs, crowded the great labor halls, paraded with bands and flags, or checred in mass meetings Schlossinger’s fierce denunciations of the bloated bondholders. ~Meanwhile supplies from the labor league were served with toleratle regularity, and all felt that right must friumph over might. : : Two mon}ahs passed, and the subsidies from the central committee became less frequent., Still the masters stood firm; the men solid. Then went the startling whisper abroad that one hundred French-Canadian skilled mechanics had been hired in the place of the strikers, and that work would be resumed, under protection of big patrols of police, at Moore & Marston’s yard on the following Monday. Meanwhile how fared it with the Harlands? But badly. The insurance policy has lapsed, the upholsterer has taken away the parlor furniture, though it was nearly paid for, the sewing machine has been replevied, and Nellie's pretty volumes have been seized under “cutthroat contract” by the book agent. It is not a question of luxuries with them, but of bare subsistence. An empty cupboard! It is difficult for one living in this land of plenty to realize what that means—what it means to see one’s loved ones in want and lack the means of relieving them. In vain Alice Palmer humbly appealed to Cohen for reempldyment; the strike had hurt business, she was told, and she was not wanted. : Grey meanwhile,was busy. Ie had spoken at one or two meetings andé}g‘erhaps had done more harm to the cause of order than Schlossinger could accomplish in his wildest flights of blatant fury, for this young enthusiast brought forward batteries of strong argument that appealed to the reason rather than the emotion of men and made him converts of the cooler, steadierhands, who had but laughed at their comrades’ frenzies. Grey was intense, earnest, réady to lay down his lif& for the cause. ;

Now, when the Monday morning came on which it was anndunced that Moore & Marston’s yard would be in “full blast” again, George Harland, who had all along declared that no union in a free country should stop him from working when work was to be got, started from his home with his dinner pail‘in his hand. = - ““Do not be a fool; you are risking your life,” had been Grey’s advice, nettled at the obstinacy of the man who would not acknowledge that the few must suffer for the benefit of the many. “Do not go!” Alice cried, eclinging tearfully on his arm. “Pshaw, girl!” he replied roughly. “I never drew a cent of the union’s money, and I've always declared that I would take the first job that came

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Ah, surely it is all over. Felled to the earth by a crushing blow on the back of the head, he drops at the iect of his persecutors. ““Hang him! Hang him!” yell the infuriated mob. e ‘

But over his prostrate body stands Frank Grey, unarmed—pouring forth an impassioned appeal to the frenzied men to spare their vietim. Impotent, but heroic effort. = Men had lost their reason and become tigerlike in blind ferocity. An instant and he would have lain beside his senseless friend, when the hissing pings of rifle bullets spread terror among the crowd. ‘‘The Pinkertons! The Pinkertons!” is the cry, and as the name of that dreaded police agency is heard, the mob sways backwards and forwards for a moment, then breaks like an ocean wave spent by its own fury. All fly but one. Ho beadslow over the fallen figure and lifts the nerveless arm which hides the battered face. \ “George Harland!” he shrieks. “My God, what have I done?” s _ He helps Grey bear the lifeless burden to the kouse, he hears little Willie’s piteous cry, as they lay it on the bed, he lingers for one moment at the door and trics to utter a few words of sympathy, which his parched lips refuse to form, he looks ix mute appeal to Alice, heé sees her %ﬂn&?} the door, and hears her scortful “‘Gol” with a groan, as he slinks into the deserted street, straight on his way to give himself up at the nearest police station. _ Wor days George Hariand’s spirit hovered between lite und deathr—and

wil the tim: c¢he wolf V\'i\:]i:‘ (he door and the poor, stri¢gken wai:icn kuew not where to turn for help, too proud even to let their lodger know they were lacking the bare: neccessities ol life.

“Allie,” said the sorrowful wife one day, when George was convalescing, “will you take care of Willie? I am going down town.” ; “Yes; but where are you going, Nell?” ‘

“To the pawtnbroker’s,” was the sad reply. *Oh, Nelltr ’ ‘ -

Those wholive in less prosperous countries could hardly understand the tone of anguish in the girl’s tones, where none is so poor he would not blash to own he had fled to that last refuge of the destitute. . '

*And I must bear my share of the sacrifice., Oh, do let me, Nell,” and Alice ran to fetch the pretty trinkets and best dress it had cost her so much pinching to earn. s In rapid succession all other superfluities followed—then the necessities, the spare sheets and blankets, George’s best clothes; and one sorrowful day saw the young, sobbing wife draw her wedding ring from her finger and pass down the street to the house with the three golden balls. § ; How vain had been George Harland’s boast of his superb strength, mechanical skill, temperate habits, and profitable employment. He, who had defied sickness and laughed at misfortune, now lay a physical vreck in a gaunt home blighted by the curse.of a walking delegate. : CHAPTER XI. iy WORDS OF FLAME. ‘ A mass meeting. Nohall could hold the vast concourse of excited men and women gathered to discuss the labor trouble, which threatened to spread like fire into the industries, and even to give color to the dread of an outburst of communism, which has always been a<bugbear to Chicago. - ‘ [ Loud of veice and strong of lung, Demagogue Schlossinger roared his denunciations from the platform with a rude brute eloquence that even struck chords of sympathy in EFrank Grey’s heart, much as he despised’the man. It was a bitter arraignment of the wealthy classes, showing under a g‘laring light of savage criticism the jobberies and corruptions of public offices, the cruel tyranny of monopolies, the hard, fettered fate of the man whohad to work for his daily bread. Vulgar and ill-bred as the fellow was he was a, born orator, and when he rose to passion in his specech men listened with breathless interest. g

- But a strange thing was to happen. The speaker was in the midst of the most lurid flight of his imagination, and paused with folded arms to let the weight of his words sinlk into the hearts of his hearers. i

Ivery eye was fixed on him. Every. bosom was thrilled with emotion.

Suddenly—no one could say exactly how or whence she came—a young woman sprang to his side, pale as marble and with flashing eyes, hatless and with hair streaming in the fvind. She stood for a mament facing the astonished multitude, then, in a voice laden with passicn, but clear and musical as a bell, she cried with unconscious plagiarism: ““Men and women hear me, for I will speak. I come to you from a home made desolate by your folly, from the bedside of a half-murdered husband, with the cries of my children for bread ringing in my maddened ears. O, listen to me! For the sake of your wives and little ones you must and shall hear me.” The silence was intense.

“Order,” yelled Atkins, recovering his self-possession. “Throw her out! Off with the crazy fool.” “No, no!” roared the fickle crowd. ““Liet her speak.” i Was this ill-clad young:woman inspired? : Words leaped from her lips in clear, resonant tomes that held the. people spellbound. Men forgot her haggard look and mean attire, as their ears drank in the music of her voice, as they listened to the terrible tale of - their sufferings; and when in glowing tones she pictured her happy days before the strike, and drew the contrast of her present blighted hearth, the women sobbed with sympathy and/ even men’s eyes filled with tears. i Nor did they grow restive when she reproached them for sacrificing to their pride the comfort of those they should have loved dearer than their lives—the folly, the madness of their actions, which had led them to the very verge of murder. : =

“And for what,” she cried, “for what have you steeped your soulsin crime and shadowed your homes in poverty? For a sentiment—for a weak. sickly sense of offended dignity,which a schoolboy would blush to pout over.” Then, with infinite tenderness, she drew a picture of her sister’s sorrows, and the tragic story of Joe Henderson’s love and ruin. . And at last, in one grand burst of passionate eloquence, with quivering lips and tear-stained face, she appealed to the women, the real Sufferers in: this unequal fight, to lend their sympathy an?i lead the bread winners back to a sense of duty.

She idnished—cast one look full of mute pathos at the people—and with head bowed low retreated from the platform, : For a'moment there was silence; then the pent-up feelings of those thrilling forty minutes burst forth in one tremendous roar of applause. Cheer upon cheer greeted the brave girl, as she stepped through the crowd; women clung round her and kissed her ‘mid mingled tears and laughter; men shook her by the hand and poured lavish praises in her ears. Well might those self-eclected tribunes of the people, Schlossinger and Atkins, look glum, for the backbone of the strike was broken and the next’ day the busy hum of industry made music in the erst deserted shipyards of Chicago. : And one man went back to his lodging disinayed at the events—fceling very much as if his temple of theories were but a house built of cards, which a girl with her finger had toppled over and leff, him more (iA ‘donbt than ever as to which was the best way to solve the intricate problem of the rights of |TO BE CONTINUED.] , . Culinary Item. ity ‘She—What shall I coolk for dinner? You know the cool has left, and I'll have to do the cooking myself. . | Ho--Well, just cook me some dish that 1 don't like, h.c':m‘ething that I wouldn't eat anyhow, cven if it was Brobetly coaled. i Toxde Sipiaas b,

FOR PARTISAN PURPOSES. Objects of the Financial Legislation Now ¢ Pending Before Congress. People of this country who are forward enough to read a newspaper once a day or even once a week are not going to be fooled by the fol-de-rol now going on at Washington. The performance upon which congress is now entering is insincere and ineffective. Itisa pretense and a sham.’ The committee on ways and rneans seems to have sat on Christmas day for the purpose of producing an eflect upon the public mind. Itwas the worst casg of jingoism in ‘economies that has been seen in a long time. Men of gravity and experience are engaging in a political circus act. They are merely preparing for campaign document, which is to run soniething after this fashion: “We tried to relieve the distress of the treasury and the revenue difficulties, but the administration stood in our way. We presented the remedy, but it was not accepted.” . The gentlemen who are engineering the present scheme in the house have no expectation that it will ever become a law. If they thought it would they would probably not: be for it. They are merely meeting what is declared to be a serious condition with a cheap articie of pettifoggery. They hiave no well matured plan of relief, and if they had they would not put it in operation for the benefit of a democratic administration. :

Everybody knows what the course of the administration on finance has beén. We shall not go over an old discussion. In carrying out a policy which the republican party created Mr. Cleveland has been issuing bonds under the old resumption law to get gold to maintain a gold reserve of $100,000.000 in the treasury. Ie has been adding to“the public indebtedness to “maintain a credit” that has not been threatened. He has been criticised in both parties for his course. He lately advised congress that there was another crisis. and urg-e{h legislation that would help him to ikeep the gold stock up. Congress had previously been advised that there

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was no trouble in the matter of the revenue. The ways and means committee, however, under the dirction of the spealer, proposes a tariff bill which they know cannot become a law and a bond bill which is not essentially different from the law under which bonds are now issued. The silver men in the senate, without regard to|party, are able to defeat any measure that hasa bond provision in it, and they will. - What is to come out of all this? Who can discover a prospect of a resukt? W hat’s. the use of trifling with proposttions that have nosigniticance in them? 1t may be of the greatest importance to express a principle through the legislative machinery, even if that principle cannot at the time become a law. The republican party in the campaign of this year, denounce the democratic tarift in bitter terms, and insisted that republican legislation on that subject was the only safe refuge for the country. They are now in overwhelming possession of the house, and it is their duty to pass a tariff bill on the high Ism'<latection lines they have advocated. 1t is their part to do this as a matter of party faith and principle. 'This popgun tariff proposi-tion—-this makeshift to avoid the issue made in the president’s message—is not a redemption of the promises implied in the campaign. Tt is mere straddling and sprawling about, and an offeuse to public intelligence.—Cincinnati Enquirer. L :

POINTS AND OPINIONS.

—AMeKinley at once climbed into Grover's band wagon, and got a move on the czar.—lowa State Register (Rep.). -

———The man and the occasion met again when Cleveland arnd the Venezuelan matter came together,.—Dirmingham (Ald.) News.. ’ ——The republicans are determined to make the peopie pay a highexr price for their elothing and other necessaries of life.—lllinois State Register.

——President Cieveland will not conipromise with republican leaders in congress, but will declare war to the knife agaﬁilfzst their tariff and bond bills.—N, X FHerakd. -

——Mr. Cleveland was right in throwing the responsibility on congress to remedy the finincial confusion. It is the result of republican legislation.— Columbus Press. : L ——lt may be that Speaker Reed made up his cominittees with the avowed purpose of showing the country that there is nothing too good for'the slate of Maine.—Chicago Times-Herald. - -The republican pian is to tax wool and fumber—to increase the cost of ¢lothing and of building, and the proiected interest will get ten dollars of the revenue where the publie treasury gets ten cents.—Chicago Chronicle, -—-If the republicans of the house had passed a measure scaling down the extravagant expenditures of the gévernment ten per cent. instead of inereasing the taxation of the people 60 per cent. and 15 per cent. they would hiave done a commendable aet. Putting $40,000,000 additional taxation upon the people will not be as popular nor as righteous 8 method of making “both ends meet” as would the reduction of outlay. The government has abundant revenues.. The taxes of the people are too great instead of too little. The trouble is that too much money is be’(!;a ~spent. — lllinois.. State Register

UNPATRIOTIC SANDBAGGERS. Republican Pilferers Trying to Get i Their Weork. x Every republican plan for increasiiy the revenue is dishonest and a scheine to sandbag and rob the people of th country. No great increase, if any, is: required. But the imaginary deficit is made a pretext for the kind of tarifi legislatinon demanded by the rapacity of the protected monopolists. They declare that the country is in no necessitous circumstances and they regard the country’s necessity as their rascally opportunity. ‘From every part of the countiy—when its patriotic - enthusiasm was awakened and there was a probability that men, ships and money might be needed to fight its batiles on land and sea—there thronged to the capitol the agents, solicitors and other members of the lobby gang to urge increased taxation, not for the public benefit, but for their own. ‘

The most impudent and the most greedy of the throngs thatsurrounded the sources of revenue legislaticn were the wool men, clamoring for a renewal of the wool tax, which would include the old tax on clothing, carpets, hats and caps and other weol products. They ciphered out that the weol and clothing tariff produced in prosperous years a revenue of/$40,000,000. They covered up the fact that for every dollar of public revenue produced by the wool tariff ten dollars or $2O went into the pockets of the protected manutacturers. ]

The advocates of this gigantic fraud and steal attempted to disguise it character by declaring that it is not “a restoration of the McXinley tarift schedule,” and that it is a plan to produce revenue merely-——nct for protection. The allegation is false. If the McKinley tariff or 50 or 60 per cent. of the McKinley tariff rates shounld be restored it would be for protection and not fer revenue. Nine-tenths of all the taxes collected or more would go The rich lumber men, the nabobs of the pine forests, are also besieging ihe capitol for a renewal of protection.

This is a more audacious demand it possgible than that of the wool men. The lumber interest is one of the richest interests in the country. Tariff or no tariff, their profits are enormous. into private pockets. Omne-tenth orless would go into the public ireasury.

There are more millionaires among the lumbermen of the country in proportion to the entire number than there are among any other class of marufacturers. .

But it is not material which protected interest, which monopoly fattened on the taxes paid by the people is mcest aggressive and rapacious in this emergency when the country iz in the midst of a struggle with its foes of all kinds-— with England claiming and ready to cnforce by its armies and teets vast territorial rights on this continent, with the gold sharks attacking ‘the specie reserve and the public credit at all points, with every form of. domestlic and foreign enmity. This is the emergency which® the piratical protected = interests have chosen as a time to enforce on congress their demands for new subsidies, new bounties, new extortions under the false color of revenue’taxation.—Chicago Chronicle. e

THE WRONG F¥IME. - Inopportune Efforts of the Protectionists : to Gain Their Ends, As was to be expected, pressure is being brought to bear upon the house ways and means committee to traverse the entire tariff law for the purpose of satisfying various interests preferring tarifl for protection. Chairman Dingley and his committee should not suffer this préssure to alter their already designed scheme. This is not the time for general tariff revision. It may be that if the executive, the senate and the house were of the same way of thinking on peliticai economy. the law might be reviewed not only for increasing duty at some points but for lowering it perhaps at others. : : Whatever effect a deliberate reconsideration of the subject might have under other circumstances, this is not the time for tariff revision. The country wants rest and peace. Business is already showing confident reaction and steady revival. Manufacturers, merchants and farmers do net desire to start out in a new year apprehensive of radieal changes in the . customs. Trade and production are both accusfomed now to the existing schedules, and to provoke irritation would be the cief result of opening up a tariff debate which, while wasting congress’ time, would inevitably be futile in the end. It will be task enough to carry safely through the senate and past the menace of a presidential veto only the tarift change demanded by the treasury eondition. ; t There should be no attempt to alter the éxisting tariff law except to replenish the revenue, and no ?éke should be sought than the measuré of replenish‘ment adequate to easing the fiscal ad‘ministration of the govermment. No party can objeet to making the customs pay their share of the general expenses of the country. Tariff for revenue is one thing. Tarif for protection is quite another. Let us stick to one thing at a time, This is not the time for tarifl vevision ¢f;‘gf for revenue.—~Clicagn

FOR YOUNG PEOPLE. ‘ ALAS. ey Where did it come from—all the grace Of the merry smile which made its place - With a shine and gleam, 5 Like a bright sunbeam, : - % On Dorothy Mabel’s dear little face? The eyes of blue- - - . ; They were in it, too, For they had been dancing all the while. The dimples had spread, . ‘ X And the lips so red— g All made up that beautiful smile. 3 Where did it go to? -Ah—well! welll © .- " What a sorrowful tale to tell! - : The beauty and grace - Of the sweet, sweet face All gone out with the cloud which fell . . ‘O’er the shining eyes— = = : What a sad surprise! R Lowering, gloomy as darkest skies.The dimples fled, : And the lips so red Poutedand curled, with the cornersdown. ; Alas, to see 2 That a smile could be R ‘Chased away by an ugly irown! ) —Sydney Dayre, in N. Y. Independent. 3 e e, . . \ NEW NOISE PRODUCER. | A Suggestion Picked Up by a Traveler in ) South Australia.. ' - : Boys, here is a way by which you can make a new noise—new, at any rate,. to this part of the world. It has been Lheard many a time over in South Australia ever since 1 do not know how long ago. And very likely those who love reace and quiet have often been saying: “Boora gaboora-boora corroboree!” which Jack is informed means:. “Stop. that racket!” or scmething of the sort. Now look at this picture, and do as the young Australian does when he takes it into his. woolly head to make a perboregan, and you will have some- , . | | , ) A L é' ) \ : St ; thing to see and especially to heat. Get a stout stick of stringy-bark wood (or if you can’t mianage that, some other stout wood, like ‘ash or hivkonyj, will do) and see that it tapers likef whip handle and is about 1S inches long. Next, cut from a shingle, if you can't get a good slice of Anstralian wattle bark, a three-cornered piece, about four inches long, of the shape shown in the sketch. When he has these two ready, the youny black fellow asks his reother to mrake for him a cord out of the twisted sinews of a kangaroo’s tail. 1f your mother doesn't find it convenient to-do this, probably a bit of stout fishing-line will answer the purpose. Tie your three-cornered piece of shingle 10 one end.of the cord, and then tie the other end Qf' the cord around a groove in the top-of the handle so that it will turn freely, and so that the lash will be about as long as the stock of this whip. Now your perboregan is made, and you are ready to begin having fun 'with it. Get off by yourself—in the middle of a ten-acre lot would be about right—and swing the thing around your head as hard as ever you can. . Then stop it I T : o . suddenly with a peculiar twist or jerk, and it will erack like a llOl‘Su-pistol. They say it can be heard two miles on a still day; but perhapsit would be well to prove this, if you can, by going about that distane® from other folks when_ever you practise.—Ernest Ingersoll,in St.oNicholas. ' MAKING CHEAP TOYS. How an Old Austrian. Woman Carves Animals of Every Kind. Amelia B. Edwards, in her “Untrodden Peaks,” mentions many interesting visits %0 the homes of the working people of St. Ulrich, Austria, where so many toys are made. In one house they tound an oid, old woman at work, Magdalena Paldauff by name. She carved cats, dogs, wolves, sheep, goats and elephants. She has made those six animals her whole life long, and she has no idea of how to cut anything else. She makes them in two sizes, and she turns out as nearly as poissiblc a_thousand of them a year. R ¢ She has no model cr drawing of any kind to work by, but goes on steadily, unerringly, using guages of “different | sizes, and shaping out her cats, dogs, wolves, sheep, goats and elephants with ‘sn ease and an amcunt of {ruth to nature that would be clever, if it were not utterly mechahical. Magdalena Pauldauff learned from her mother how to carve those six-animals, ahd her mother had learned, in like manner, from her grandmother. Lalsos LRI Magdalena has taught the art to her own granddaughter, and so it will go on being transmitted for generations. In another house, Miss ldwards found the wlole family carving skulls and crossbones for- fixings at the bgses of crucifixes, for the wood carving of Grodner Thal is religious in its/nature as well. as amusing. Inother houses there were families that carved rocking horses or .dolls or other toys, and in still other houses there were families of painters.. 1n one house were a dozen girls painting gray horses with black points. In another house they painted only red horses with white points. It is a separate branch of the trade to paint sad‘dles and headgear. i ST A good hand will paint 12 dozen horses a day, each horse being about a foot in length, and for these she is paid 55 soldi, or about 54 eyt L e - ‘This Dog Was Not Honest. A true story of a dog, found guilty of’ obtaining goods under false pretenses, has been receutly told. The animal is very fond of crackers, and has been taught by his owner to go after them Limself, carrying a written order in his mouth. Day after day he appeared at ‘the grocer's, bringing his master's or der for crackers until the clerks -becarne careless about reading the doenment. One flaifthe:md ¢ame jn and complained that he had been charged for lauch more crackers than he had orderrd. There was quite a dispute over it, and the next time the dog.came. inthe grocer took the trouble tolook at. the pupers It was blank: and further invesiigation showed that Whenever L e USR D L e e e L R S g U S e S - &:‘% Pies OF Rajer aOU TItHINA A single firm of taxidermists at Baxi~ aoy Mo, ik e S e s iy bdangm. 7 L T v PR e e

“TRAPPING MR. ‘COYOTE.;' i A Favorite Sport of Boys Who Live T“ | S the Western Prairies. , Only half the boys of the extreme west know anything about Mr. Coyote. Twin brothers to the gray wolf, uncle to brer fox and cousin to the ; monest cur that slinks in the dark ners of back -alleys, little coyote iis a queer, sly, disreputable fellow ind In Tooks he is sometimes handsome, sometimes awful—a regular bad dream of a thing. It is when heisfatand well covered with fur that he appears: vell, for his sharp, intelligent face, witx its standing ears, is not unlike that off the fox, while the tail is a'splendid sth. long.and thick. His color, when he is healthy, is grayish, shading into a light tawny brown on his legs and to a. whiter gray on his breast and ston{ac_h. ; But, oh, when he is thin and dirty and almost hairless! What a thing he isl ' It is his life in the sage brush and on’ the plains and deserts that"redrucel him to his pitiable condition. Always a coward, he is easily driven away K‘Qm his food by any other animal that is at all aggressive, and so he starves| frequently, and his contact with th4e alkali ef the deserts is too much for his hair.. It gets discouraged and falls out as if he had been moth-eaten. | The long grayish-brown covering of his bushy tail is strewed along his path until only a barren, bony thing is left for him to wag, while along his back and sides great bare patches show his cold, shivering hide, under which the bones are all too plainly apparent. Mr. Coyote lives on what he can catch or steal or find dead. Rabbits, 'squj:'rell and gophers are his- game. Sheep, young calves, chickens, turkeys‘ and ducks. are what he finds easiest to take from-the farmer, and most{ any ‘carrion allures him from afar to fill his empty inside. He pokes around alone, if there be plenty of hunting, amP twa or three get together when “times are a little rough.” When desperate. the coyotes band together, and then starvation makes them nearest to courageous tham they ever become. And they are never long in one locality, be they alona or in couples or packs, without letting the neighﬁb‘ors find it out. They howl—a dismal, woful, forlorn sound /it is. When two are together they ma?e the most and worst racket. So artful do thiey manage the “duet?” of yelps, barks and howls that almest anyone would say the two were 20, and all mighty singers at that. | When swar has been waged againgt them by many farmers for any length of time the coyotes become|. very “scarce’” and excee(linﬂy ‘sharp about walking into or upon|any trap. But when boldness and dafing are in themé as.a‘result of too much 'lil)eru]itbv. they may be taken in steel fraps quite readiIy. ‘There are various ‘“‘baits” t]ﬁat will altract them, but a fead animal or a sheep’s lungs from the slaughter house is as good-as can be ﬁound. Of course, in the -case of the drad animal, it is usually dragged out] into the sagebrush, far from any héuse, and trlwn the traps, whielnshould three or four in number,’ are set whepe they \'\frill be . stepped upon if Mr. Coyote approaches to take a bite. R In .the.other case ti)e best plan is as foliows: Tying a rope to the bait, the trapper carries it, with two traps, out into the brush until he 1s some d}istance from any house. He ‘then th?ows it down and drags it with the rope for a | _ |

g ' ¢ ' . : o B—d C Ve NY : ‘ l;!., &‘l N \,\ 5 e SR L Vil J’) , : "~’//////‘ftf sKJ“’ it TN 1 Q ¥ Y INY i /}u N E' L e iRN : W /%/ f',* i g \‘\‘sl33s3‘\-:-? : {/ (& e ;17 i b ol w&@"/ 7y @ W//o ""ﬁ}‘ g &“£ D W | s e g, @ ! '-W,_' ™ //’;‘\ i ceccdoß | ,I},;( r!_ 25 : 1 Mnag# i . IIOW THEY TRAP MR. COYOTE, : ) | 1 el 1 _considerable distance, until he nds ai favorable spot,whichshould be between,| two bushes, where sheep’s lungs are,, so that Mr. Coyote will hffave toap Oach; {from one or the other of the twa sides to get at the meat. Leaving th‘eLtraps% at this place the huntex now carries the bait again to another point, an}d“drags it-as before to the chosen spot. This dragging leaves two' “trails” ,off cent, which the wandering coyotes can easily, “pick up” and follow, thus the cl?nces: ol alluring the game the first night are increased. .On arriving the second time at the two bushes the sheep’s lung is set on either side, justiabout where a foot would tread if an animal poked his nose in to eator to smell. The trapsare buried carefully and are lightly covered over, while all traces of “man” are removed. o bl i ‘All steel traps are provided |with chains, which should be!wired iovlLeavy‘ iron weights, so that the animal that gets o foot in can drag the whol thing. Ite mnever goes far, and there is less cLance for him ta jerk his foot out than there would be if. tI evtrap were fas< ‘tened to anything sol‘fd and stationary. ‘The weight is buried when the trapis set. These are Lhe_télcitics used in war against Mr. Coyote. Sowmething in favor of the cunning ‘Wwretceh gught to be said, ‘but up to date no one who kuows the avary, no-account ereature has found a single redeeming trait in his makeup, Toor, despiceable Mr, Coyoter;_“. X Reporder. ..0 o feo Sholig e ..~ Hard Man to Intervipiv.é B .It is said that Von Moltke was “silent in seven languages.” IDeiore the opening of a striking campaign he was alkﬂe ing the streets with head depressed, ‘when some busybody approached him, in rogard to the campaign. “Hotv ave matters coming on, generai " he ashed. Well,” suid the general, “my cabbages are. coming on very well, but my potaMR gl T e L e ... leve That Ran Smopth, | - }fggv%ﬁi fol e i i eian Gy o 8 D ne @%W%’g%%% el ﬁg}}»“‘ It BR e | Grammatiealny efidadsy 1 ~ 318 a conjunction,” she replied, = -