Ligonier Banner., Volume 35, Number 38, Ligonier, Noble County, 20 December 1900 — Page 3

WOFZ " g ! i % W 2 \ Se- '\-‘”f/., vf_fi-“; ?_,’::‘l:\ :'-”'? :\ 3 \ A~ #‘J Y \‘ AN .o R W\ 27 =BB NAN 7 AIY WO) BRIGADIER fi i 0 GENERAL : : 2 Pochagtes 4 4 RN P RKine £ 4 [Copyright, 1897, by F Tennyson Neely.] CHAPTER XV.—CONTINUED. In broad daylight, at his official desk, in the presence anl hearing of officers, civilians and enlisted men, as the soldier lawyers would have it, a staff official of high rank had been cowhided by a cavalry subaltern, and tbat subaltern, of all others, the only brother of Folsom’s fair guest, Jessie Dean—the boy who had saved the lives of Folsom’s son and his son’s imperiled household, and had thereby endeared himself to him as had no other young soldier in the service. And now, what fate was staring him in the face? Released from arrest but a day or so before upon appeal of the officer whom he had so soon thereafter violently assaulted, Marshall Dean had committed one of the gravest crimes against the provisions of the mutiny act. Without warrant or excuse he had struck, threatened, assaulted, etc., a superior officer, who was in the discharge of his duty at the time. iNo matter what the provocation—and in this case it would be held grossly inadequate—there could be only one sentence—summary dismissal from the army. Just as sure as shooting, if Burleigh preferred cnarges that boy was ruined. o

And four mortal hours thatafternoon it looked as though nothing could hold Burleigh’s hand. The man was livid with wrath. TFirst he would have the youngster’s blood, and then hé’'d dismiss him. Folsom pointed out that he couldn’t well do b(‘)%h, and by two o’clock it simmered down to a demand for instant court-martial. Burleigh wrote a furious telegram to Omaha. He had been murderously assaulted in his office by Lieut. Dean. He demanded his immediate arrest and trial. Folsom pleaded with him to withhold it. Every possible amende would be made, but no! Indeed, not until nearly four o’clock could Folsom succeed in the last resort at his disposal. At that hour he had lent the quartermaster $15,000 on his unindorsed note of hand, on condition that no proceedings whatever should be taken against Mr. ean, Folsom guaranteeing that every amende should be made that fair arbitration could possibly dictate. He had even gone alone to the bank and brought the cash on Burleigh's representation that it might hurt his eredit to appear as a borrower. He had even pledged his word that the transaction should be kept between themselves.

And then there had been a scene with that drunken wretch Newhall. What possible hold had he on Burleigh that he should be allowed to come reeling and storming into the oftice and demanding money and lots of money—this, too, in the presence of total strangers? ~And Burleigh had actual1y paid him then and there some hundreds of dollars, to the stupefaction of the fellow—who had come for a row.

,‘ ) . | iL' . ) | 23 _»\».,,.. 2“d £ ; ..' - 2. \/O” ": ;/'\l/ 0 N 7 i _'_ {;/ =\\ L& A (ZIAT =7 QLT d Nx2A \ U ’ 8= g: | ' ' I\ B T\ / \ L oagl N . -y - What possible hold had he on Burleigh? They got him away somehow, glad to go, possibly, with his unexpected wealth, and Burleigh had explained that that poor devil, when he could be persuaded to swear off, was one of the bravest and most efficient officers in the service, that he was well to do. only his money, too, was tied up in mines; but what was of more account than anything else, he had devotedly and at risk of his own life from in-

fection nursed his brother officer Burleigh through the awful epidemic of yellow fever in New Orleans in ’67. He had saved Burleigh’s life, “so howecan I go back on him now,” said he. All this was the old trader revolv-

ing in mind as he hastened to the de-

pot, all this and more. For two days Marshall Dean and C troop had stood ready for special service. Rumor had it that the old general himself had determined to take the field and was on his way to Gate City. It was possibly to escort him and his staff the troop was ordered kept prepared to move at a moment’s notice. On Burleigh’s desk was a batch of telegrams from department headquarters. Two came in during their long conference in the afternoon, and the quartermaster had lowered his hand long enough from that lurid welt on his sallow cheek to hurriedly write two or three in reply. Omne Folsom felt sure was sent in cipher. Two days before, Burleigh had urged him to protest’as vehemently as he could against the sending of any money or any small detachment up to the Big Horn, and protested he had strenuously. Two days before, Burleigh said it was as bad as murder to order a paymaster or disbursing officer to the Hills with anything less than a battalion to escort him, and yet within four hours after he was put in possession of nearly all the paper currency in the: local bank a secret order was issued sending Lieut. Dean with ten picked men to slip through the passes to the Platte, away from the Jfieaten road, and up to ten p. m. Dea;ifu himself was kept in ignorance of his further destination or the purpose of his going. Not until half-past ten was a sealed package placed in his hands by the post quartermaster, who had himself received it from Maj. Burleigh, and then and there the young officer was bidden by Col. Stevens, as the medium of the department commander, to ride with all haste com-

mensurate with eaution, to ford the Sweetwater above its junction with the Platte, to travel by night if need be and hide by day if he could, to let no man or woman know the purpose of his going or the destination of his journey, but to land that package safe at Warrior Gap before the moon should wane.

And all this Burleigh must have known when he, John Folsom, shook his hand at parting after tea that evening, and had then gone hopefully to drive his’girls to Emory to see his soldier boy, and found him busy with the sudden orders, received not ten minutes before their coming. Something in Burleigh’s almost tremulous anxiety to get that money in the morning, his ill-disguisgd chagrin at Folsom’s refusal, someth& in the cagerness with which, despite the furious denunciat#on of the moment before, he. jumped at Folsom's offer to put up the needed money if he would withhold the threatened charges—all came back to the veteran now and had continued to keep him thinking during the night. Could it be that Burleigh stood in need of all this money to cover other sums that he had misapplied? Could it be that he had planned this sudden sending of young Dean on a desperate mission in revenge that he could not take officially? There were troops at Frayne going forward. in strong force within the week. There were other officers within call, a dozen of them. who had done nowhere mnear the amount of field service performed by Dean. He, a troop commander just in from long and teoilsome marches and from perilous duty, had practically been relieved from the command of his troop, told to taketen men and run the gantlet through the swarming Sioux. The more I'olsom thought the more he believed that he had grave reason for his suspicion, and reason equally grave for calling on the quartermaster for explanation. He reached the corral gate. It was locked, but a Ilittle postern in the stockade let him through. Omne or two sleepy hands appeared about the stables, but the office was deserted. Straight to Burleigh’s quarters he went and banged at the door. It took three bangs to bring a servan% “I wish to see your master at once. Tell him I am here,” and as the servant slowly shambled up the stairs, Folsom entered the sitting-room. A desk near the window was open and its contents littered about. The drawers in a heavy bookecase were open and papers were strewn upon the floor. The folding doors to the din-ing-room were open. Decanters, goblets, cigar stumps and heel taps were scattered over the table. Guest or host, or both, had left things in riotous shape. Then down came the servant, a scared look in his eyes. “The major isn’t in, sir. His bed hasn’t been occupied, an’ tne Ezptain's gone, too. Their uniforms ar| there, though.” ' ‘1

Five minutes later, on a borrowed horse, dohn Folsom was galloping like mad fcr his home. A door in the high board fence at the rear of his house shot open just as he was darting through the lane that led to the stable. A woman’s form apveared in the gap—the last thing that he saw for a dozen hours, for the horse shied violently, hurling the rider headlong to the ground: : CHAPTER XVI. At three o’clock in the morning, while the stars were still bright in the eastern sky, the little party of troopers, Dean at their head, had ridden away from the twinkling lights of éamp, and long before sunrise had crossed the first divide to the north. and alternating trot, lope and walk had put miles between them and Fort Emory before the drums of the infantry beat the call for guard mounting. ‘ At ten o’clock ‘the party halted under some spreading willows, deep in a cleft of the bold, high -hills that rolled away toward the Sweetwater valley. "Horses were unsaddled and picketed out to graze. A little cook fire was started close to the ‘spring that fed the tiny brook, trickling away down the narrow ravine, and in a few moments the aroma of coffee and of appetizing slices of bacon greeted the welcoming nostrils of the hungry men. The sun that had risen clear and dazzling was now obscured by heavy masses of clouds, and time and again. Dean cast anxious eyes aloft, for a storm seemed sweeping eastward from the distant Wahsatch range, and long before the little command had dived downward from the heights into the depths of this wild, romantic and contracted valley, all the rolling upland toward Green river, far to the-west, lay under the pall of heavy and forbidding banks of hurrying vapor. Coffec and breakfast finished, Dean climbed the steep bluff overhanging the spring, a faithful sergeant following. and what he saw was sufficient to determine immediate action.

‘‘Saddle up. We'll push ahead at once.”

For an instant the veteran trooper looked dissent, but discipline prevailed. :

“The lieutenant kil bws that Carey’s not in yet,” he ventrred to say, as he started back down the narrow game trail which they had climbed. “Yes; but yonder he comes and so does the storm. We can’t be caught in this eanyon in case of a hard rain. Let Carey have some coffee and a bite, if he feels well enough. Then we’ll push on.” : Ordinarily when making summer marches over the range, the first “water camp” on the Sweet-water trail was here at Canon Springs, On the road to Frayne, which crossed the brook ten miles to the east, all wagon trains and troops not on forced march made similar camp. In the case of scouting detachments or little parties sent out from Emory, it was always customary to spend the Xirst night and make the first camp on the Box Elder at furthermost, fhen to push on, ready and refreshed, the following day. Dean well knew that to.get the best work out of hia horses he should start easily, and up to nine o’clock he had fully intended to make the usual camp at the Springs., But once before, within a few years, 4 big scouting party camping in the gorge of the Box Elder had been surprised by one of those sudden, sweeping storms, and before they could strike tents, pack

up and move to higher groumkothe strcam took matters into its “own hands and spared them all further trouble on that score, distribu\fifig camp and garrison equipage for long leagues away to the east. Two miles back, trooper Carey, who had been complaining of severe cramp and pain in the stomach, begged to be allowed to fall out and rest awhile. He was a reliable old soldier when whisky was not winning -the upper hand, and this time whisky was not at fault. A dose of Jamaica ginger was the only thing their field pharmacopoeia provided, and Carey rolled out of his saddle and doubled up among the rocks with his (hands on the pit of his - stomach, grimacing. - “Go back if you think best, or come ahead and catch us at the Springs if well enough,” were the orders left him, while the men pushed on, and now, as the lieutenant said, Carey was coming himself. Some of the party were already dozing when . the sergeant’s sharp order ‘“Sadauie up” was given, but a glance at the lowering sky explained it all, and every man was standing to -horse and ready when the missing trooper came jogging in among them, white, peaked, but determined. A look of mingled disappointment and relief appeared on his face as he saw the preparations for the start, but his only comment was: “I ecan make it, sir,” as he saluted his young commander. Less than two hours from the time they unsaddled, therefore, the troopers once more mounted, and, following their leader, filed away down the winding gorge. Presently there came the low rumble of thunder, and a sweep of the rising ‘wind. “Trot,” said Dean, and without other word the little column quickened the pace.

The ravine grew wider soon and far less tortuous, but was still a narrow and dangerous spot. For a mile or two from the Springs its course was nearly east of north, then it bore away to the northeast, and the Sweetwater trail abruptly left it and went winding up a cleft in the hills to the west. Just as they reached this point the heavens opened and the clouds descended in a deluge of rain. Out came the ponchos, unstrapped from the saddle, and every man’s head popped through the slit as the shiny black “shedwater” settled down on his shoulders. :

“That outfit behind us will get a soaking if it has been fool enough to follow down to the Springs,” said Carey to the sergeant, as they began the pull up the slippery trail. _

“What outfit?” asked Dean, turning in the saddle and looking back in surprise.

A blinding flash of lightning, fol lowed almost on the instant by the crack and roar of thunder, put summary stop to talk of any kind. Men and horses bowed their heads before the deluge and the rain ran in streams from the manes and tails. The ascending path turned quickly into a running brook and the black forms of steeds and riders struggled sidewise up the grass-grown slopes in search of higher ground. The heavens had turned inky black. The gloomy ravine grew dark as night. Flash after flash the lightning split the gloom. Every second or . two trooper faces gleamed ghastly in the dazzling glare, then as suddenly vanished. Horses slipped or stumbled painfully and, man after man, the riders followed the example of the young soldier in the lead and, dismounting, led their dripping beasts farthzxy up the steep incline. - - Half-way to the summit, peering - through the wind-swepsi sheets of rain, a palisaded clump of rocks jutted out from the heights and, after a hard climb, the litlle band found partial shelter from the driving storm, and huddled, awestricken, at their Dbase. Still -the lightning played and the thunder cannonaded with awful resonance from crag to crag down the deep gorge from which they had clambered, evidently none too soon, fer presently, far down the black depths, they could see the Box Elder under a white wreath of foam, tearing in fury down it§ narrow bed.

‘“Beg pardon, lieutenant,” shouted the veteran sergeant in the young commander’s ear, even in that moment never forgetting the habitual salute, “but if I didn't see the reason for that sudden order to saddle I more than see it now. We would have beéen drowned like rats down there in the gulch.” “I'm wondering if anybody has drowned like rats,” shouted Dean, in reply. ‘“Carey says another party was just bellind us. Who could they be?”

Rut for answer came another vivid, dezzling flash that for an instant blinded all eyes. ‘“By God! but that’s a stunner!’ gasped a big trooper, and then followed the deafening bang aund crash of the thunder, and its echoes went booming and reverberating from earth to heaven and rolling away, peal after peal, down the bluff-bound canyon. For a moment no other sound could be heard; then, as it died away and the rain came swashing down in fresh decluge, Carey’s voice overmastered the storm.

“That’s struck something, sir, right around yonder by the Springs. God help that outfit that came a-gallopin’ after me!?”

“What was it? Which way were they coming?” Dean managed to ask. “Right along the bluff, sir, to the cast. Seemed like they was ridin’ over from the old camp on the Frayne rcad. There was 25 or 30 of ’em, I should say, coming at a lope.” “Cavalry ?” asked Dean, a queer look in hiz face.

“Na, sir. They rode dispersed like, They was a milec away when I sighted them, and it was gittin’ so black then I don’t think they.saw me at all. They were ’bout off yonder, half a mile east of the Springs, when I dipped down into the ravine, and what seemed queer was that two of them galloped to the edge, dismounted, and were peering down into the gorge like so many Indians, just as though they didn’t want to be seen. I was goin’ to tell the lieutenant ’bout it first thing,if 1 had found onr fellows off their guard, but you were all mounted and just starting.” [To Be Continued.] As the Wife Sees, A married woman says the right may in the right place is a husband at home of an evening.—Chisago Daily

REPEAL TEE SUBSIDIES. Cariff Duties Should Not Be Reduced When Manufacturers Beat Their Own Country. . The people would rather see congress at work taking away subsidies than granting them. If the Fiftysixth congress wishes to end its life creditably it will repeal the subsidies enjoyed *by Mr. Carnegie and othex steel and iron plutocrats and by the men engaged in some other industries, instead of voting subsidies to steamship lines.

Mr. James J. Hill said last Saturlay: ‘ ;

*“lf we are to build the ships here, I see nv reason why we need a protective duty of seven dollars a ton on plates as long as our platemakers are exporting plates to the other countries—especially as they are willing to furnish them for export at a lower price than they do to our own people.”

The cheapest steel plates imported have to pay a duty of $6.70 a ton. So high a duty is not necessary for the protection of American manufacturers. During the ten months ending with October last they shipped to foreign markets mnearly 73,000,000 pounds of steel sheetsiand plates. The vital point is that' they sold their plates more cheaply abroad than at home. They asked the shipbuilders on the Clyde, where some of these plates went, less than they do the American shipbuilders. This is the policy which the iron and steel combines follow in regard to other products, such as steel rails, billets and wire nails. If the American shipbuilders could get steel and iron plates from domestie manufacturers on as good terms as foreigners do there would be no question about the ability of American shipyvards to turn out vessels at a lower cost than foreign competitors. DBut the American shipbuilder, like all other consumers of steel, is at the mercy of the steel combines. They have a low export price for foreigners and a high domestic price for Americans.

An excessive duty whieh enables a manufacturer to maintain these two sets of prices is a grant to him of a subsidy, the size of which depends upcn his own sweet will. The manufacturers of steel plates can, if they choose, exact about seven dollars above a fair market price from American consumers. It is largely because of these subsidy grants that a man like Mr. Carnegie has an income of $20,000,000 a year. :

If subsidies were as odious to congress as they are to the people, it would investigate this subect carefully, and wherever it discovered an industry controlled by men~who have an export and a domestic price, the latter the higher of the two, congress would revise the tariff duties so as to take away from the manufacturers in question their excess of protection and thus deprive them of the poer to discriminate in prices against their own c¢ountrymen. At this moment the admitted ability of ihe United States to make steel and iron more cheaply than they can be made abroa. redounds chiefly to the benefit of foreign consumers of American iron and steel.

If there is any ' congressman who says that tariff duties should not be reduced when a manufacturer has an export and a domestic price, discriminating against his own country, he meay safely be put down as the representative of some wealthy corporation, which will be unable to collect subsidies if duties are lowered to a reasonable figure. The Tribune holds it to be a self-evident truth that any manufacturer who has;an export and a domestic price—the former the lower of the two—is not entitled to tarif§ protection. — Chicago Tribune (Rep.). THE STANDING ARMY. A Seriowvs Question for Americans to ! Think Over in Al Its Aspects., That was a plain statement of truth made by Congressman Cochran, of Missouri, when, in opposing the administration army increase 'bill, he asserted that the permanent enlargement of the American military establishment would contain the essence of imperialism and mark a departurt from the principles of eonstitutional government. . The only excuse for the permanent increase of the army to a total of 100,000 men is found in the conditions existing in the Philippines. That it is necessary, for the maintenance of American prestige, to suppress the native insurrection in those islands, if we are to hold them as subject territory, may not be denied. Mr. Cochran argues that no army on earth can conquer ‘and pacify the people ‘'of the Philippines. If this is true we should not desire to assume the responsibility for an unending war on a people so pledged to freedom that they cannot be subjugated. If it is untrue, and the insurrection may be suppressed within a reasonable time, there should need to be only another volunteer army raised, say on a three-years’ enilistment, for the purpose of prosecuting the war to a finish. :

It is certain that, if we are not committed to a policy of foreign conquest, there is now no more need for an army of 100,000 men than there was before the war with Spain. If the Filipinos shall be subdued and shall consent to our government, will not the troops be withdrawn from their territory? And do we need a regular army of 100,000 men in this country'?‘ Americans should devote some thought to this question. It is vital with significance for the future of American institutions.—St. ILouis Republie. - :

——One reason for this is that congressmen are influenced more by the persistent solicitations® of lobbyists than by a calm consideration of their constituents’ interests. Any man who votes for the ship subsidy bill, donating $9,000.0000 a year for 30 years, will be voting to tax his constituents in that proposition for the benefit of a few rich corporations. It is easy to forget this fact in an atmosphere like that a% Washington. The presence of a treasury surplus seems to contaminate the air itself with a mania for getting hold of the public funds for private profit. The wise congressman will keep clear of the surplus spoilers.—Chicago Tribune (Rep.). : e e

THE SUNDAY SCHOOL. Leason in the International Series for December 23, 1900—Parable of the Pounds. ~ [Prepared by H. C. Lenington.] THE LESSON TEXT. (Luke 19:11-27.) 11. And as they heard these things, He added and spake a parable, because He was nigh to Jerusalem, and because they thought that the kingdom of God should immediately appear. 12. He said therefore: A certain nobleman went into a far country to receive for himself a kiggdom, and to return. 13. And he called his ten servants, and delivered them ten pounds, and said unto them: Occupy till I come. 14. But his citizens hated him, and sent a message after him, saying: We will not have this man to reign over us. 15. And it came to pass, that when he was returned, having received the kingdom, then he coemmnianded these servants to be called unto him, to whom he had given the money, that he might know how much every man had gained by trading. 16. Then came the first, saying: Lord, thy pound hath gained ten pounds.

17. And he said unto him: Well, thou good servant, because thou hast been faithful in a very little, have thou authority over ten cities.

13. And the second came, saying: Lord, th}f pound hath gained five pounds.

19. And he said likewise to him: Be thou also cver five cities. s i o i

20. And another came, saying: Lord, behold, here is thy pound, which I have kept laid up in a napkin: 21. For 1 feared thee, because thou art an austere man; thou takest up that thou lJayest not down, and reapest that thou didst not sow. \ 22. And he said unto him:" Gut of thine own mouth will I judge thee, thou wicked servant. Thou knewest that I was an austere man, taking up that I laid not down, and reaping that I did not sow; 23. Wherefore then gavest not thou my money into the bank, that at my coming I might have required mine own with usury? . 24; And he said unto them that stood by: Take from him the pound, and give it to him that hath ten pounds. 2. (And they said unto him: Lord, he hath ten pounds.) : 26. For I say unto you: That unto everyone which hath shall be given; and from him that hath not, even that he hath shall be taken away from him: 27. But those mine enemies, which would not that 1 should reign over them, bring hither, and slay them before me. GOLDEN TEXT.—Every one of us shall give account of himself to God. —Rom, 14:12, NOTES AND COMMENTS.

This lesson in circumstance and surroundings as well as in our Gospel record immediately follows the last. Jesus was speaking to the same people as at the house of Zaccheus murmured that He had gone to be a guest with a sinner, but He was also speaking to a great multitude who had accepted Him as the Messiah and were expecting “that the kingdom of God should immediately appear.” He was traveling toward Jerusalem,.was only 15 or 20 miles from that city, and the multitude expected Jesus was there, and there to establish His earthly reign. The parable was a warning to them. Jesus, like the nobleman, was to receive His kingdom, indeed, but, also like the nobleman, He would have to go away to receive it; that is, He ‘was to die. The nobleman, we are to understand, was not to receive some distant kingdom, but was to go to some distant place where the chief authority resided in order to be made king over his home province, where he would reign. Theobject of the parable was to show those who expected Jesus to immediately found an earthly kingdom how to wait in faithful, patient service for the coming of the kingdom. '

; LESSON ANALYJIS. The Nobleman and His Kingdoem...Vs. 11-12 The TenPounas . oilii i iia. ki Ve 13 "The ACCOUNLINIE @i iesaesasses VS 1526 The Rebellious Citizens .........:...Vs. 14-27

The Nobleman and His Kingdom.— As explained in the introductory paragraph, the nobleman was to be king not over a distant kingdom, but over the province which he was leaving for a time. THhe length of his absence was for an indefinite period.

The Ten Pounds.—Certain of his cares had to be shouldered by others during this absence. Like a wise man, he did not entrust the whole to any one servant, but divided the work share and share alikke among ten servants. Fhere is one interesting point about this parable that is not brought out in the simisar parable where one servant was given five pounds, another two, and a third only one pound. Here every man had only one pound. Different men of different abilities used this pound. No complaint was made that the pound was not enough for the abilities of the servant, but the greater ability was so used to make more of the pound which was entrusted to his care.

One man did not put his pound to any use at all. He Kept it and returned it. As far as mere honesty was concerned, no fault could be found. But he had not done that which he had been left to do. The nobleman had said: *‘“Oeccupy till I come.” He meant that it should be used and invested. The nobleman had not said anything about how much should be returned. He was merely to make the best possible use of it. Had helost itiinalegitimate way no fault could have beem found, but he had not obeyed his master. He had made no use whatever of his talent. - The Rebellious Citizen.—The reference to the citizens who did not want the nobleman to be king and who had protested against his authority was meant as a warning to the enemies of the kingdom Jesus come to establish. Jesus’ kingdom was surely to come on earth. Some time right will ultimately triumph. The entire destruction of the forces of evil is the only logical outcome, - S

EDUCATIONAL. The Japanese, it is said, have aeccepted the kindergarten principles with enthusiasm. The sum of 150,000 marks, heretofore annually voted in Germany for the support of German schools abroad, has been doubled. There are 1,100 Chinese pupils in Queens college, Hong-Kong, varying in age from nine up to 23, and many of them have family cares in the shape of a wife and children at home. There are about 16,000,000 pupils in the schools of the United States—as many as Germany, France and Italy combined, and three times the enrollment of Great Britain and Ireland, and five times as many as Russia, with its population of 100,000,000. A former member of her majesty’s civil service (Hong-Kong, 25 years’ experience) advertises that he has “made plans for the establishment in New York city of a school of practical Chinese, and is ready to receive pupils and instruct them in speaking, reading and writing the Chinese lanRUSEE, . o we

TOEES: B ‘ A > » R | fel ¢ »Lo | A s . “ ) TSP SRR LAI 4N 7 Y=o e \‘sl/‘ k‘-(‘ . L > WWW DO YOU S'POSE? 1t Do you s’pese little flies, with their thousands of eyes, When their mamma is busy with tea, Ever climb on the chairs, and get in her way, And cry: “Lem-me-see, lem-me-see?”’ Do you s’pose little fish, when their mammas wish ; : To take a short nap—just a wink— Ever pound on the door with their soft little fins, - And whimper: “Please gimme a @ink?” Do you s’pose little quails, as they creep through the rails - And into the weeds where they stay, Ever ask mamma dear, when her head aches so hard: “But why can’t I whistle to-day?”’ \Do you s’pose little bees, as they hum in the trees, And find where the honey-sweets lurk, Ever ask of their papa, who’s busy near-by, “I know—Dbut what for must I work?” Do you s’pose, do you s’pose that anyone - knows Of a small boy who might think awhile Of all this and more? You do? So I thought— : And now let us see if he’ll smile! —N. O. Picayune. .

TALE OF THREE DOGS. Their Actions Were a Very Fair Refilection of the Manners of Their Masters. . Mary Dameron tells in the St. Nicholas a story of three dogs. The other day, she says, I was walking frecm the city to the hospital. Itisa long walk. and I was alone. Just as I had cleared the city, and was climbing a wearisome hill,.a dog came walking toward me. He had a coat of white-and-brown shaggy hair, clean, and soft as silk. He did not hesitate, but came right up to me, and, standing on his hind feet, put two soft paws up to my waist, and lcoked into-my face as if he would say: “Good day! Idcen’tknow who you are, but I want you to love me, and oh, I know you wiil! Everybody does. lam sure the world must be full ¢f love.” What deep, expressive brown eyes he had! They seemed to speak, although he did not utter a sound. I patted his head, and he rested against me with the confidence of a trusting child. I stood a moment and petted him. He seemed to expect it. Presently I bade him gocd-by, and walked on. . It was not long before I met another dog. He was a tiny black fellow, and his small eyes fairly danced with mirth as they peeked out from beneath their hairy lids. He was evidently desirous of play. He darted toward me and circled round me, bouncing, and wagging his tail. He was soon off to the road again. I threw up my gloved hand, and called: “Come, little doggy!” He came, only to be off again like a flash, looking back every moment, as he ram, as if to say: “What are you walking at that snail’s pace for? You’ll never catch me in the world!” He did not come to me again. I think he was disgusted. So I walked om. It was some moments before I saw another dog, but just as I was turning into the broad, fir-bordered avenue leading to the hospital, I spied a big. spotted fellow trotting toward mes As he neared me he locked up with a forbidding eye, and began to tuck his tail close to his hind legs. He came on. and as he passed I grasped a fold of wy dress, which was dragging on the

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The little black fellow was “Bounce.” He was the pet of a family of boys and girls. He played with them all day long, and at night he was put to sleep in a nice, warm bed. ~ The last dog was “Dick.” Poor Dick! He belonged to a rough, unkind fami.y. He was not half fed, and feared to put his head in at his master’s doot, for fear of a kick. At night he sought shelter from the cold] and snow anywhere he could find it. When I met him he was doubtless returning from the hospital back yard where good Christine, the cook, is ready to feed all the stray dogs and cats that come to her. And such dogs‘as poor Dick are quick to find anybody with a kind heart like Christine’s. : So I have begun to think dogs are like looking-glasses, reflecting the mann2rs of their masters in their own. If I had a dog I'd want him to be like Pete; but if I were a boy or girl I'd want him to be like Bounce. ik L Told About Mrs., Parvenu. ' A woman, who unexpectedly ecame into a fortune, established a country home where she lived in style. Oneday she ‘#as showing some of her old-time friends the place, when they came to the poultry yard. *“What beautiful chickens!” they exclaimed. “All prize fowl,” haughtily explained the hostess. “Do they lay every day?” was the next Eglmiin fiflmh e é‘“’fi?‘%’“g‘ e «%

BABOON AS A SOLDIER. Jocko Is His Name and His Bravery -Made Him the Pet of an Eng- - lish -Regiment. During the war in Soutk Africa the amusing mad boulevard Parisians became sadly wrought up about a rumor that the British; ‘weré using trained baboons and even gorillas to fight the Boers. France seized on the story with avidity for it pointed at once to a pleasing shortage of men in the British army and a satisfying ferocity. The entire story grew ocut of the fact that one British regiment, the duke of Edinburgh’s own volunteer rifles. really did have attached to it an immense baboon "as the official pet of the soldiers.

Z S NI e s ;/ 8 , S ' NG, RS (\\\x_.\‘\;m“\gt\\t \ @ ug@ AW Wpf” Nl N I /) e th,":.v,w’ D JB | % \ 7 /{/ 1,/7 //' ;;,[»;v,; /// =Z\ NN\, : = //" "l',: ih/,"i;‘/' ’/},,/’ \ -\ "“;\l(.',".f' ~n. \f,(" ,/ 1) jf:’ - T A e - o ‘ JOCKC REFRESHING HIMSELF. He had besn caught on the Fraserburg road, and Sergt. Pearson tock him under -his persenal care. It was notlong before the man-like animal made himself at home, and, after the first engagement, he took a positive delight in the sound of artillery fire. When the troops were crossing the Vaal river Gen. Darren rcde up to the officers of the D. E. O. V.'s and demanded, in hot rage, what in the name of the god of war he meant by leaving the wagon with the men’s kiits in charge of a monkey? Investigation showed. that the convoying soldiers had missed the road, and that the baboon, who had stuck to the wagons, was working bravely, picking up the kits as they rolled .off and holding fast to movable articles that were bouncing up and down wildly as the wagons jolted along the rocky road. - “ Not long afterward the monkey was playing with the men in the >axim attachment when the Boérs ertacked fiercely. " A terrible fire was paured in on them, and the colonel and several men feil mortally wounded. Jacko, instead of scampering away, imitated the action of .the survivors and sought cover. He.found it behind an upturned leather bucket, and remained there, showing no fear, but taking infinite pains to keep out of the way of projectiles. This exploit. made him a popular favorite with the entire army corps, and the men even excused him when they discovered during an arducus march in heat and ‘dust that Jocko had found out how to unscrew the stoppers of the ‘canteens, and that he haa drunk or wasted almost all the water of the regiment. : ‘

- Later Jocko helped his man friends to chase WeDet, and .his success in this field has been at least as great as has that of the human soldiers.—London Letter. ° _ Bears Have 2 Good Time. From Centre county, P=a., comes the news that bears are more plentiful in that region than for many years. Big and little, tame and wild, they seem to be everywhere. One day a big black bear made its appearance in sight of the courthouse in Bel.lefonte, took a long drink out of a horse trough, and then curled up on a rock for a sleep. Another ‘day, on one of the mountain branches -of the Pennsylvania railroad, two bears came out of the woods and stopped on the railroad. Along came a train and the engineer made the whistle fairly shriek, but the bears were defiant. Keeping in the middle of the track, they jogged along easily, occasionally sitting down to rest, and kept up this performance for two miles. The engineer did not dare to run over them for fear of wrecking the train, so lie jogged .along behind the bears until they got ready to take to the woods again. ; -Morse Saves Child’s Life. In Broad ‘street, Newark, N. J., a herge with light buggy was standing at the door of his master’s store. The horse was a great pet with the children and was, continually eating ou? of the handste member of the family. =On this particular morning one of the younger children, a littie girl about five years of age, had been playing around his legs. At last, growing tired, she made for the street car tracks, and, unnoticed, fell just as = car came bounding along. Another instant and the horrified spectators expected to see the child crushed beneath ‘the approaching car. The horse gave a strange little “ninny,” and suddenly veered towards the track, picked the child up quickly Dby its clothes, and switched it sideways from the track, just in time to save it from a horrible death. - -

Parson Silences a Lawyer. A clergyman was giving evidence in a horse stealing case, and the opposing counsel was trying to confuse him. “Pray, sir,” he cried, “do you know the difference between a horse and a cow.?” “Indeed,” replied the reverend gentleman, “I hardly know the difference between a horse and a cow or between a bull and a bully; only a bull, I am told, has horns. and a bully—" here he made a bow to the lawyer—“luckily for me, has none.” : The Test of Manners. “What a well-bred girl Miss Popperis .o o “Yes, she iz, and she'd act like a lady .itfij was clerking at three dollars a week,”—lndianapolis Journal. (e UE eve Quektionn, - Householder (to suspicious character)—~What do you want? - - Suspieious Chargeter (shozghifally) eTR SRS A s e R " . T M%@;mfvfi%@%@“%flfifim ds R S BE oy