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i (%.Q "A‘b’:. e e} «g ? ,:'-%’ | ‘ 7 A \ /e / &‘:’ ‘\; :_,;’. *‘ >i d .‘qfi’—t\ D B 7 N d ‘3’l\“ . 3g s ERIGADIER | & \ GENERAL y fN\L,CHARLES ) & X P Rine . [Copyright, 1897, by F. Tennyson Neeiy.]r . CHAPTER XXI.—CONTINUED. It was an impressive scene as the old soldier read the sad details to the rapidly growing group of weeping women, for that was' Emory’s garrison now, while the official reports were hurried on to catch the general on his way to Cheyenne. Some one warned the band leader, and the musicians marched away to quarters. Some one bore the news to town, where the flags over the hotel and the one newspaper office were at once lowered to half staff, although that at Emory, true to official etiquette and tradition, remained until further orders at the peak, despite the fact that two of the annihilated companies were from that very post. Some one bore the news to Burleigh’s quarters at the depot, and, despite assertions that the major could see mo one and must not be agitated or disturbed, disturbed and agitated he was beyond peradventure. Excitedly the sick man sprang from his bed at the tidings of the massacre and began penning a letter. Then he summoned a young clerk from his office mand told him he had determined to get up at once, as now-every ‘energy of the government would doubtless be put forth to bring the Sioux to terms. 1t was the young clerk who a few weeks back had remarked to a fellow employe how “rattled” the old man was-gettihg. The major’s doctor was not :11)0!1f. The major began dictating letters to various officials as he rapidly dressed, and what happened <can best be told in the clerk’s own words: “For a man too sick to see anyone two ‘hours before,” said he, “the major had wonderful recuperative powers, but they didn’t last. He avas in the midst of a letter to the chief quartermaster, and had got as far as to say: ‘The deplorable and tragic fate of Lieut. Dean points, of course, to the loss of the large sum intrusted to him,” when I looked up and said: ‘Why, Lieut. Dean ain’t dead, major; he got in all right,” and he stared at me a minute as if I had stabbed him. His face turned yellow-white and down he went like a log—had a fit, I s’pose. .Then I ran for help, and then the doctor <came and hustled everybody out.” But not till late that night did these details reach “Old Pecksnift” at the pqs't. A solemn time was that vet<eran having, for many of the women svere almost in hysterics, and all were in deep distress. Jessie, comforted now by the knowledge that Marshall was rapidly recovering, and the words of praise bestowed upon him in the colonel’s letters, was nevertheless in deep anxiety as to the future. The assurance that the Sioux, even in their overwhelming numbers, would mot attack a stockade, was not sufficient. Marshall would be on duty again within a very few days, -the colonel said. His wounds would heal within the week, and it was only loss of so much blood that had prostrated him. Within a fewdays, then, her ioved brother would be in saddle and in the field against the Indians. Who could assure her they would not have another pitched battle? Who could say that the fate that befell the garrison at Warrior Gap might not await the troop when next it rode away? And poor Jess had other anxieties, too, by this time. Loomis was burnirg with eagerness for orders to lead it instantly to join the field column, and importuned Col. Stevens, even in the midst of all the grief and shock of the early evening. Almost angrily the veterun colonel bade him attend to his assigned duties and not demand others. “C” troop should noi with his advice and consent be sent north of the Platte. “First thing Yyou know, sir, after they've got all the troops up along the Big Horn JYou'll see the Sioux/in force this side of the river, murdering right and left, and not a company to oppose them. No, sir, more than enough of that troop have already been sacrificed! The rest shall stay here.”

And well was it, for one and all, that - Old Pecksniff” held firm to his decision. It was one of his lueid intervals. .

Late that evening, after ten o’clock, there came the .sound of hoofbeats on the hard road and the crack of a long-lashed mule-whip, and the fort ambulance clattered up to Folsom’s gate, and the colonel himself, his adjutant by his side, came nervously up the gravel walk. Folsom met them at his door. Instinctively he felt that something new and startling was added to the catalogue of the day’s disastrous tidings. Pecksniff’'s face was <loquent cf gravest concern, mingled with irrepressible excitement. ' “Let me see you in private, quick,” he sz%lid. “Mr.—ah—Mr. = Adjutant, will y6u,kindly remain in the parlor,” and, taking Folsom by the elbow, Pecksniff led impetuously into the library. Ihe girls . had gone aloft only @ moment before, but, dreading news «©of further evil, Pappoose came fluttering down. : : ‘“Go in and welcome the adjutant, dear,” said Folsom, hurriedly. “The «<olonel and I have some matters to talk of.” Obediently, she turned at once, and, glancing up the stairs, moticed that Mrs. Fletcher's door miust have been suddenly opened, for the light from her room was now streaming on the third-floor balusters. Listening again! What could te the secret of that woman’s intense watchfulness? lln the parlor the young staff officer was pacing up and down, but his face lighted at _sight of Elinor. = B “Do you know—Js there anything ~mew?—anything worse?” she quickly ~ asked, as she gave her slim young o Kot concerning our people,” was . there's more o itement comine Sokws KW W st on Yo

som. “You know I opposed the sending of that party? You know it was all ordered on Burleigh's urging and representations, do you not?” “Yes, I heard so,” said Folsom. “What then?” : : o “You know he planned the whole business—sent ’em around by Canyon Springs and the Sweetwater?” - “yes, I heard that, too,” said Folsom, still wondering. . “You know some one must have put that Birdsall gang on the scent, and that Burleigh has had alleged nerve prostration ever since, and has been too ill to see anyone or to leave his hedi® - - 5 “Yes, so we were told.” “Well, he's well enough to be up and away—God knows where, and here is the reason—just in from the north,” and, trembling with excitement, Pecksniff pointed to the closing paragraph of the letter in his hand: “Cords, seals and wrapping were intact when handed to the quartermaster, but the contents were nothing but worthless paper. It must have been so when given to Lieut. Dean.” Folsom’s eyes were popping from his head. He sank into a chair, gazing up in consternation. : “Don’t .you see, man!” said Pecksniff, “some one iu the depot is short $lO,OOO or so. Some one hoped. to cover this shortage in just this way—to send a little synad with a bogus package, and then turn loose the biggest gang of ruffians in the country. They would have got it but for the storm at Canyon Springs, and no one would have been the wiser., They couldn’t have got it without a murderous fight. No one would ever dare confess his complicity in it. No statement of theirs that there wasn’t a cent in the sack could ever be believed. Some one’s shortage would be covered and his reputation saved. The plot failed, and God’s mercy was over Dean’s head. He'd 'a’ been murdered or ruined if the plan worked—and now Burleigh’s gone!” CHAPTER XXII. : Yes, Burleigh was gone, and there was confusion at the depot. At sixthe doctor had come forth from his room, saying he was better, but must not be disturbed. At seven the major, carrying a satchel, had appeared at his office, where two clerks were smoking their pipes, innocent of all-thought of their employer’s coming, It was after hours. They had no business there at the time. Smoking was prohibited in the office, yet it was the major who seemed most embarrassed at the unexpected meeting. It was the major who hastily withdrew. He was traced to the railway, and it was speedily found that he had sent word to the division superintendent thatthe generalhad telegraphed for him to join him at once at Cheyenne, and a special engine and caboose would be needed. At aquarter past seven this had started full speed. It was 11 when the discovery was made. Meantime Folsom and Stevens had consulted” together. Folsom had told of the large sum he had loaned Burleigh and the conditions attached, and between them a dispatch, concisely setting forth their suspicions, was sent the general at Cheyenne, with orders to “rush,” as they were determined if possible to head off the fugitive at that point. Back came the wire ten minutes before midnight that the general had left Cheyenne for Laramie by stage that evening, and must now be near the Chugwater and far from telegraphic communication. Then Stevens wired the sheriff at Chevenne and the commanding officer of the new post of Fort Russell to stop Burleigh at all hazards,

L "‘q ! —HI &9 | B B L sy f - b-‘;%-g\\- }7 L~ ___ 2;-'4 ] {..Y,W,: ' ,' i o : WY . AT | o L S B Y = : {2' ’ |l' / f . | A\ <! il i e Sy )y H [ X \ = LR S AR L o 5 !’ | = == | i Y e N f=fyr )| 19 ’ ] J S T The major hastily withdrew. and at two in the morning the answer came that the major had reached Cheyenne about midnight and they would search everywhere for him. This was the last until long after the rising of ‘ another sun. ~ : | % Events and excitements, alarms and rumors followéd each other with start- | ling rapidity during the day. In glaring headlines the local paper published the details of the massacre at the Gap.. lauding the valor and devotion of the. soldiers, but heaping abuse upon the commander of the post, who, with other troops athis disposal, had looked on and lifted no hand to aid them. Later, of course, it was proved that the veteran had foiled old Red Cloud’s villainous plan to lure the whole garrison into the open country and there surround and slowly annihilate it, whiléa then, or at their leisure later, his chosen ones should set fire to the unprotected stockade -and bear off those of the women or children whose years did not commend them to the merey of the hatchet. Soldiers and thinking ‘men soon saw the colonel was right and that the only mistake he had made | was in allowing any of the garrison to go forth at all. But this verdict was | ~not published, except long after as unimportant news and in some obscure ~corner. The Laramie column, so the ‘news ran, was hastening down the Powder river to strike Red Cloud. The | Indians would be severely punished. ‘ete., ete. But old Folsom’s face grew - whiter as he read that such orders had ‘been sent and that the general himself was now at Laramie directing matters. “In God’s name,” urged he, “if youhave ~any influence with the general, tell him not to send a foot column chasing horsemen anywhere, and above all not to follow down the Powder. Next thing you know Red Cloud and all his young men will have slipped amfiflfi their flank and come galloping back to. the Platte, leaving the old men and ~women and wornout ponies to make tracks for the “heap walke' o follow.” And Stevens listened dumbly. In--L T

in which he was powerless. When a depot ‘quartermaster, said he, could dictate the policy that should govern the command of a colonel of the fighting force, there was no use in remonstrance. @ Noon came and no news from the Cheyenne sheriff. The commanding officer at Russell wired that he, too, was stripped of his troops, and had not even a cavalry courier to send after the general with the startling news that Maj. Burleigh had vanished with large sums, it was believed, in his possession. At one o’clock came tidings of the fugitive. He, together with two other men, had spent the late hours of the night at the lodgings of one of the party in Cheyenne, and at dawn had driven away in a “rig” hired at a local stable, ostensibly to follow the general to Laramie. They had kept the road northwestward on_leaving town —were seen passing along the prairie beyond Fort Russell, but deputies, sworn in at once and sent in pursuit, came back to say the rig had never gone as far as Lodge Pole. At six p. m. came further tidings. Lieut. Loring, e€ngineer officer of the department, had reached Cheyenne and was in consultation with the commanding officer at Russell. The rig had been found at Sloan’s ranch, far up Crow creek, where the party had taken horses and ridden westward into the Black Hills. In anticipation of a big reward, the sheriff had deputies out in pursuit. From such information as they could gather it was learned that tbe name of one of the parties gone with Burleigh was Newhall, who claimed to be a captain in the army, ‘“out there looking after investments’’—a captain who was too busy, however, to go and see the few fellows of his cloth at the new post and who was not known to them by sight at all. The engincer, Mr. Loring, was making minute inquiries about this fellow, for the description given him had excited not a little of his interest.

And so the sun of the second day went down on Gate City and Emory, and everybody knew Burleigh was gone. The wiidest rumors were afloat, and while all Fort Emory was in mourning over the tragedy at Warrior Gap, everybody in town seemed more vividly concerned in Burleigh and the cause of his sudden flight. As yet only certain army officers and Mr. Folsom knew of the startling discovery at the stockade —that the package was a bogus affair throughout. But.all Gate City knew Burleigh had drawn large sums from the local bank, many citizens had heard that John Folsom was several thousand dollars the poorer for his sudden going, and all interest was centered in the coming from Chicago of an expert summoned by wire, to open the huge office safe at the quartermaster’s depot. The keys had gone with Burleigh. At the last moment, after loading up with all the cash his own private safe contained, for that was found open and practically empty in its corner of his sitting-room, and when he had evidently gone to the office to get the funds there stored, he was confounded by the sight of the two employes. He could have ordered them to leave and then hélped himself, but conscience had made coward of him, even more than nature. He saw accusers in every face, and fled. Burleigh had lost his nerve. ; g

- Two days went by and excitement was at its height. All manner of evil report of Burleigh was now afloat. The story cf the bogus package had been noised abroad through Ilater messengers and dispatclhes from the Gap. Lieut. Loring had come to Fort Emory under the instructions of the department commander, and what those instructions were no man could find out from the reticert young officer. If ever a youth seemed capable of hearing everything and telling nothing it was this scientist of a distinguished corps that frontiersmen knew too little of. What puzzled Folsom and old Pecksniif was the persistence with whicl; he followed up his inquiries about Capt. Newhall. He even sought an interview with Pappoose and asked her to describe the rakish traveler who had so unfavorably impressed her. She was looking her loveliest that evening. Jessie was radiant once more. A long letter had come from Marshall-—sad because of the fate that had befallen his com‘panions, stern because of the evidence of the deep-laid plot that so nearly made him a vietim, but modestly glad of the official commendation he had received, and rejoicing over the surgeon’s promise that he could be well enough to make the march with a command ordered back to Frayne. Red Cloud’s people had scattered far and wide, said he. “God i grant they may not turn back to the south.” He was coming home. He would soon be there. The papers had ‘told their readers this very morning that the general had plainly said his force was too small to risk further assault upon the Sioux. Alarmed at the result of its policy, the bureau had recommended immediate abandonment of Warrior Gap and the withdrawal of the troops from the Big Horn country. The war department, therefore, had to hold its hand. The Indians had = had by long, long odds the best of the fight, and perhaps would be content to let = well enough alone. All this had tended to bring hope to the hearts of most of the girls, and Loring’s welcome was the more cordial because of this and because of his now known championship of Marshall’s cause. From being a fellow under the ban of suspi~cion and the cloud of official censure, ‘Marshall.Dean was blossoming out as ‘a hero. It was late in the evening ~when Folsom brought the young en‘gineer from the hotel and found Elinor and Jessie in: the musicroom, with Pecksniff's adjutant and Loomis in devoted attendance. It was nearly 11 when the officers left—two returning to the fort, Loring lingering for a word with Folsom at the gate. The night was still and breathless. The stars gleamed brilliantly aloft, but, the ~-’:Tfpgfl ~was young and had ~early gone to bed. A window in the ‘third story softly opened, as the tw. o stopped. for heir brickcantg: -ence—the one 50 young-looking, sturdy and slert, despite the frost of o ~many winters; the other so calm and éj%fi%m& L N e

MR. ROOSEVELT’S ADVICE.

Jutcroppings of the Vice President 3 Elect’s Demoeratic Ancestry.,

Gov. Roosevelt's democratic ancestry cropped out in one of his recent addressesin which he particularly warned the young men of America to beware of envy, covetousness and malice. It is quite evident that the spirit underlying most of the socialistic movements of the day was what he had in mind, for he urged independence of character, self-reliance, energy, ambition and pride as qualities which youth should cultivate in public as well as in private iife. : :

If the vice president-elect were ts give his democratic blood free circulation it is probable that he would extend his advice much farther, There are young men in America who are in no danger of making socialistic alliances in politics who are in quite as great neéd of advice as any who may be contemplating such connections. In a country like this it is as necessary to advise men not to provoke envy, eovetousness and malice as it is to advise them not to harbor those semti~ ments. If there be a spirit of uncharitableness in America or if the young seem likely to develop such a spirit, we may be very sure that there is a cause for it. That cause Mr. Roosevelt most conveniently ignores. It is well to advocate self-reliance, independence of character and ambition, it iy well to discourage on .all occasions the spirit of envy, wcovetousness -and malice, but why ignore the practices in our official life from which these offenses come? It is unfortunately true that there are young men in America as unmistakably born to provoke this spirit as many others are to inherit it.

It is likely to be the case, too, when men see effects and not causes that they misjudge the spirit with which, they have to contend. Not all of the opposition to the injustice of the republican party is to be attributed to uncharitableness. Not all of the protests leveled at the republican party’s favoritism are to be explained as the outgrowth of envy, despair and helplessness. ;

There is a very stalwart resistance to injustice in this country which springs from the most worthy motives. Itis not the fruit of disappointmept, it does not come from resentment, it is not the result of desire to deprive anybody of anything which properly belongs to him. It is an expression merely of a sense of wrong and of a desire to correct the wrong.

. When a great political party adopts a policy of outrageous favoritism, deliberately heaping riches upon specially selected interests, and justifies its course by explaining that many poor men are also to be benefited, what can it expect but envy, covetousness and malice, one or.all, when it turns out, as it must, that the promise was made to be broken? S '

When a great political party in the pursuit of its selfish measures in the Interest of a small class finally reaches a point where it no longer considers it necessary to apologize for or to excuse its acts on the basis of the public welfare, when its injustices are open and flagrant, without palliation and without explanation, is it to be’surprised by the appearance here and there of envy and malice—even of wrath and reprisal? If there has been deterioration in the character of American citizenship the republican party is responsible for it. It has educated, so far as it was possible for it to do so, a generation of men to look to government for assistance of some sort in making a living. If socialistic ideas threaten to undermine the sturdy independence and the manly self-reliance which once distinguished American citizenship over that of any other country in the world we must look to 30 years of republican error, falsehood and deception for the cause of it

The economic policies of the republican party have produced most of the political and social delinquents, defectives and incapable® who are now causing trouble. They have been taught to lean upon government and not to stand erect. They have been encouraged-to drift with and not to pull against the stream. They have been invited to expect something for nothing. They have been led to look to laws for success and not to their own industry and capability. They have been deceived as a matter of course, but their deception isless to be regretted than the corruption of their minds which made them fit subjecty for such deception, . 5 It is to be hoped that the time will come when some distinguished republiean in high position will be wise enough and bold enough to speak the truth on this subject. To ériticise and advise the pupils of republicanism will not avail. A covetous, malicious and probably predatory element, looking in’ vain for something which it has not earned and which there is no legitimate reason for it to expect, a faction falling easily under the influence of vengeful leaders, even of revolutionists —théy do not care for advice. They want plunder. Gov. Roosewvelt may be assured that there will be envy and malice and all uncharitableness among the citizens of the republic so long as the party . of which he isia successful leader pursues its present policy. Itis making socialists faster than he or anybody else can unmake them.—Chicago Chronicle., - ——=Some day the people of the United States will be as much ashamed of the mistreatment of Porto Rico as they now are of the Dred Scott decision or the hanging of the Salem witches; but it will not be today, nor yet to-morrow. We must first subject the Filipinos to similar and worse treatment. We must solemnly and deliberately break our plighted faith with the Cubans, and: attend to any other little dishonorable duties that come in our way as an imperial power. Thus shall we in time become great and mighty and beloved, with at least two Irelands at our door and the promise and potency of a large discontented India in the far east—just like our dear mother country.—Boston Pilot: ~ ——Two years ago, Willlam X. Chandler publicly said that “the Moulile. with the republican party: is too much Hanna. Mr. Hanna should efface himself in the interests of harmony.” Hanna could not see his way. eiace Lhandiol, —AlDany argus.. .

THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.

Lesson in the International Series fcx January 27, 1901—Christ Silences the Pharisees.

THE LESSON TEXT. (Matthew 22:34-46.) 34. But when the Pharisees had hear® that He had put the Sadducees to silence, they were gathered together.: 35. Then one of them, which was a lawyer, asked Him a question, temptirig Him, saying, g 36. Master, which is the great commandment in the law? 37. Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. + 38. This is the first and great commandment.

-39. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbor asithyself. " 40. On these two commandnients hang all the law and the prophets. 41. While the Pharisees were gathered together, Jesus asked them, 42. Saying, What think ye of Christ? whose son is He? They say unto Him, The son of David. ‘ 43. He saith unto them, How then doth David in spirit call Him Lord, saying, 44. The Lord saith unto my Lord, Sit thou on my right hand, till I make thine enemies thy footstool? 45. If David then call Him Lord, how is He his son? A 46. And no man was able to answer Him a word, neither durst any man from that day forth ask Him any more quéstions. GOLDEN TEXT.~What think ye of Christ?—Matt., 22:42.

NOTES AND COMMENTS

The events studied in this lesson occurred on Tuesday, April 4, A. D. 30. This was the last day of Jesus’ publie teaching, and the lesson proprely includes that teaching which was occasioned by the opposition of the rulers. Jesus relates three parables: = (1) of the two sons; (2) of the wicked husbandinan, and (3) of the marriage of the king’s son. ‘The pharisees question Jesus akout tribute, the sadducees bring up the question of the resurrection, and the lawyers chime in with questions about the great commandment. The analysis -of the lesson text takes up two points:

1. Question Concerning the Greatest Commandment.—Ver. 34-40. o 2. The Pharisees Asked a Question.—Ver. 41-46.

‘When Jesus came to the temple Tuesday morning He met the chief priests and elders, who were very angry at what had been done during the last two days. They greatly desired to put Him to death, but did not dare do so. They made friends with different sets of people who were generally enemies of each other, but were agreed in determining that Jesus should not be king, and together they planned to tangle Jesus in His talle if possible. They appointed different persons to try Him with hard questions, hoping that His answers would -give them some chance to say that He had broken their laws.

But He saw through all their cunning questions and mean plots to make Him say or do something they could use against Him. The first set of messengers asked Him by what right He had dared to cleanse the temple, and who gave Him authority to teach there. He answered them by asking a question they could not answer; then by speaking the parables of the Two Sons, the Wicked Husbandmen, and the Marriage of the King’s Son, in each of which He condemned the Jews most severely for their wicked rejection of Him. You will find these in Matt. 21:28-42; 22:1-14." The next set tried to entrap Him in regard to the tax paid to the Roman emperor (Matt. 22:16-22). Then came the next set with a silly question about relationships after death (Matt. 22:22-23).

Finally another group put the question in verses 35, 36 of our lesson. The books of Jesus’ time were all written by hand. The men who did the writing were called scribes; also lawyers, because besides writing the law they explained it. They thought if Jesus singled out one commandment as the chief, they could charge Him with disrespect to all the others.

Jesus Himself had no need of any other law than that of love. If instead of a rule for each sin we accept one rule to ‘“lL.ove the Lord our God with all our heart,” that leaves no room to love wrong things. So we shall not need to be told mnot to do them. ! :

What the Jews were looking for was a son of David, who should sit upon the throne of his father and restore the glory of that earthly kingdom which was now omly a fast-fading memory. In the prophecies respecting the Messiah there were clear flashes of divinity, but they persistently shut their eyes to them. What they wanted was not God invested with all the awful beauty of holiness, but a sort of Jewish Caesar surrounded with all the pomp and circumstance of temporal power. They had seen but one side of the Scriptures, and so when Jesus turned up the other they were utterly confounded. Jesus Christ is not only the Son of David and the Son of Man, hut the words of Seripture and the wonderful works in history unmistakably proclaim Him to be the only begotten and well-beloved Son of God. g

Our Respect. Men don’t want our pity, they want our respect. They want the recognition of common humanity. To help the world we must have a deep respect, man for man.—Rev. A. S. Hoyt. CHINA AND.JAPAN. Two of the greatest literary productions of the Chinese are a dictionary of 5,020 volumes and an encyclopedia in 22,937 volumes. : Consul General Williams states that ‘Hong-Kong is no place for motor carriages. There are only three carriages of any kind in the entire city. Robbing graves is the only crime under Chinese law for which the thief may be justly killed on the spot by anyone finding him out. ‘The Chinese never wear wool—not even in the depth of winter; and, generally speaking, the entire population clothe themselves in cotton all the year round. ~ vl In Japan the stranger wonders at the crowded appeardnce of the tombstones in cemeteries. It is the custom to bury the dead in a sitting posture, The coffins are nearly square and it is possible to bury more of them in a givén space than of the ob--1938‘33’31‘“5 G e e lians can write their names, but only

- fl 3 o 8 . o ¥ = . 0 ung g % 2% @ ) LHEA =0 ) T \; NS Fe | efl" WA MEI980)8 ke - --~/ , S SN = s 1 RNNNN N N N N NNN NN NN NSNS NP NN NN NN NSNS WHEN THOMAS TAKES H!S PEN. Young Thomas Jones came home from school with sad and selemn air; He did not kiss his mother’'s cheek nor pull his sister’s hair;: He hungered not for apples, and he spoke in dismal tones; 'Twas very clear misfortune drear had happened Thomas Jones. “My precious child,” his mother cried, ‘“what, what is ‘troubling you? You're hurt—you're ill—you've failed in school! Oh, tell us what to do!” Then Thomas Jones made answer in a : dull, despairing way: ‘“l've got to write an essay on ‘The Indian To-day.”” His tallest sister ran to him, compassion . in her eye; : ’ His smallest ‘sister pitied him—nor knew the reason why; And all that happy family forsook its ; work and play To hunt up information on “The Indian To-day.” : They read of Hiawatha and of sad Ramona’s woe— ; You found encyclopedias where’er they chanced to go. They bought a set of Cooper, and they searched it through and through, ‘While Thomas Jones sat mournfully and told them what to do. For three whole days the library was like a moving van. i “Is Mr. Jones,” each caller asked, “a literary man?’’ And day by day more pitiful became “young Thomas’ plight, Because, alas! the more he read, the more he could not write. “Write ‘what you know,” his mother begged (she stirred not from - his side). “I do not know one single thing!” that wretched child replied. o “Oh, help me, won't you? Don't you care?” Then, when assistance came: “Don’t tell me—don’t! It isn't fair!” he pleaded just the same. -

The night -before the fateful day was quite the worst of all. Black care upon the house of Jones de- " scended like a pall. All pleasure paled, all comfort failed, and laughter seemed a sin; For ‘‘Oh, to-morrow,” Thomas wailed, ““it must be handed in!” :

When, lo! the voice of Great-aunt Jones came sternly .through the door: “I cannot stand this state of things one single minute more! The training of a fractious child is plainly not my mission; : But—Thomas Jones, go straigh upstairs and write that composition!”

And Thomas Jones went straight upstairs, and sat him down alone, And—though I grant a stranger thing was surely never known— In two short hours he returned serenely to display ) . Six neatly-written pages on “‘The Indian To-day!"”

His teacher rcad them to the class, and smiled a well-pleased smile; She praised the simple language and the calmly flowing style; “For while,”” she said. ‘“he does not rise to any lofty height, ) '"Tis wonderful how easily young Thomas Jones can write.” . —Elsie Hill, in St. Nicholas.

NICE LITTLE GAME. It Is Called Nine Men Morris and Can Be Played by Two on a " Simple Board. This interesting little game is played by two persons on a board marked with the diagram shown, and buttons, beans or grains of corn of two colors may be used as men. Each player has nine pieces, none of which are on the board at the opening of the game. The players take turns in placing their men, one at a time, at the points d ' ' { { M 0 INCHES - *BOARD FOR NINE MEN MORRIS. where the lines meet each other, and after all have been put on in moving them from one spot to the next in any direction along the lines. Each player’s object, both in placing the men and moving them, is to form a row of three of his own pieces, and whenever this is done he may take from the board one of the opponent’s pieces, but he must not disturb a row of three if there is any other that he can take. He who takes off all the hostile piezes wins. Sometimes when a Player has lost all his men but three he iz allowed to ‘“hop,” that is, to play a man to any vacant spot on_ the board. The player must avoid crowding his men together and try to place them on or near the corners of the board, at the same time trying to block his opponent as well as to get his own men into line. When possible it should be arranged to make more than one line in successive moves when by moving one man backward and forward two lines can alternately. be made and broken.—St. Louis GlobeDemocrat. ‘ : : East m:nm. 5

The Amdrup arctic expedition, which returned from East Greenland recently, brings back some stories of grewsome finds among extinct Eskimo colonies. It appears that all the east coast of Greenland from 65 degrees 35 minutes to 67 degrees 22 minutes must have had at one time or other Eskimo inhabitants, but the colonies are now all extinet, though ruins of the towns and relics of instruments, weapons and household articles abound. The Amdrup expedition has brought back many speeimens of these finds. At the furthest point north reached by the expeaition was found a large and well-preserved dwelling-house, containing skeletons of about 30 Eskimos. It is probable that these were people who emigrated from Angmasalik about the middle of the century. Tt is improbablée that they starved to death, seeing that the and seal fish and skeletons of dogs, bears, whales and @um

MR. REYNARD AT HOME.

Watching Young Foxes at Play = the Woods Is a Traly Fqscinating Sight.

The chance to watch young foxes a$ play in the woods—and there are few sights more fascinating—is not so difficuit a thing as one would suppose, says St. Nicholas. This spring I found twodens within .a mile of a city of 20,000 people; and-it is safe to say that within easy walking distance of every New England town one or more pairs of foxes build their dén and raise their little ones every year. - The best way to find a den is to ask the hunters first, then -the farmers® boys. Every den has a main entranece, with all the earth from excavation scattered about its front door. That is to misiead you; the foxes seldom use it. And sometimes, indeed, it is closed altogether six feet underground. Tem

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_‘Secoqd, examine the sides of the hole sharply. .Here, clinging to a point of rock, is a long yellowish hair, which is crinkled in the middle; and there, trailing from a root-fiber, is another. There was a foxin here once. = - 3

* Third; put your nose down deep into the hole and take a whiff. Waugh! a nauseating odor, strong and rank, the unmistakable odor of <carnivorous yotfir‘«gstérs. Now you are sure there are foxes there. You can come almoss any bright morning or afternoon and watch them from a distance playing like kittens. o ) )

TEE BUSY LITTLE BEE.

A Peep at the Wonders of a Hive Can= net Fail to Arouse Astonishment and Admiration,

The whole atmosphere of the hive in the summer is one of bustle and hurry. The workers hustle day and night, and work so hard that when honey is plentiful in the flowers the average life of ‘the working bee is rarely over six weeks. It is safe to say that not one in 5,000 bees lives to eat the honey it has toiled soe hard to lay up for the winter. - There are usually about 30,000 bees in a colony or hive, and they will average in a good season something like 57 pounds. It takes 40,000 bees, working one entire day, to gather a single pound of honey, and to get the sweets they must rummage 3,500,000 clover blooms. Now when we know that 75,000,000 pounds of honey are yearly produced in the United States,. it becomes a very nice problem to calculate how many bees there are working, say, eight hours a day. - The bee brings four substances into the hive and creates one substance there. The honey is brought in in a little sac and stored in one of the cells of the comb. If you’ll notice you'll find the cells slant a little bit, so that the sweet stuff will not spill till the cell is full and can be sealed up. This raw honey has to be stirred and mixed with formic :acid, which the bees’ jaws secrete, and frequently moved from one cell to another, so as to hasten its ‘evaporation.. and thickening. Then there is pollen dust from the flowers, which is used to feed the young bee babies, and is also used for capping over their eells, as it is porous to the air and is much eheaper than wax. Then propolis, or bee glue, is fetched frome the willow, poplar, cottonwood and balm-gilead trees, and is used to cement cracks and crevices about the hive, - Last of all, water is brought inta the hivé to give drink to the babies. - But more precious than honey is wax, which is really a tallow and not wax. It costs 20 pounds of honey and a long time to make one pound of wax. The bees eat the honey and then hang quiet1y in a cluster, waiting for the wax to form. It is secreted under the little scales on the abdomen and is used immediately. This wak is not made unless it is actually rdguired, and never as long as there are any vacant combs. It is the desire to economize in wax that makes, the bee store its honey im six-sided . cells” for when one cell is built there is one side furnishéd for six new cells.—Golden Days.

Well-Lighted Birds’ Nests, Many tropical birds are known to display a decorative tendency. Most of them build nests on the ground and place around them bits of bone, brightcolored shells, pieces of glass, the wings of butterflies, ete.; but the baya bird of southeastern Asia, which builds, its nest in a tree, has a method very different, and as beautiful as it is unique. The nest resémbles a long sack, much enlarged in the middle, and contains three rooms. When completed the male bird goes off at evening and gets a lump of moist eclay, which he attaches to the inner wall of the nest. Then he captures several fireflies and secures them to the ¢lay. This he repeats until he has made several ot these insect lamps, some of which are placed on the outside of the nest, where phoréscent glow throughout the nights _ During the year ending June 30748 t