Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 24, Number 18, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 October 1893 — Page 3

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ft)NLY A WOMAN'S SHOE.

Onlr a woman's shoe, A delicate number three. Worn, well wora, at the heel and toe*

And buttonless, OH yon see.

*Tis a foolish thing, you say. To treasure with so much care This shoe and its mate when hanging near

Is a Jaunty, stylish pair. A stylish pair? Ah, true. But dearer to me today Are these that her own fair hands put off

The morn that she went away.

*0nly a woman's shoe TJiat has traveled through the house—* Up stairs ami down, and in and oat.

As qak-t as any mouse.

Pilgrims on deeds of lore. Martyrs to mother care, Were the little feet that wore these shoes-*

Brave little feet and fair.

Go ask the boys and girls That are lonesome now and sad, And they'll tell you, with mother about.

How merry they were and glad.

She's been gone a month or more. And with her the household light. But this telegram read, "My husband, dear.

Your wife will be home tonight." —Mrs. M. A. Kidder in New York Ledger,

CORRALLED BY FIRE.

It was the end of a scorching day in August, 1840. The herbage of the prairie, which a month before had been green and succulent, was withered to its top roots. The sun had drunk the last drop from the slough bottoms, and the mud beds were crisscrossed with cracks till thay looked as if they never would hold water again.

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At last the sun bad set, and tired out from along day's hunting I tethered my thirsty horse and lay down thirsty myself. I bad burrowed with my heel and my knife fully 18 inches below the crust of the mud, but had failed to find water. I knew it would be morning before enough moisture would filter into the- bole to satisfy the thirst of an abstemious groundhog,

A few ill tempered mosquitoes buzzed around, but 1 succeeded in driving them off with a pipe of tobacco before going to sleep.

I cannot tell how long I slept before I was awakened by the wild snorting and struggling of my horse, Peter. I only know that the sharp clatter of his hoofs upon the bard ground aroused me, while at the same moment I became conscious of a strange choking sensation. "Great God! Fire!" I exclaimed, springing to my feet and rushing in the direction of my horse.

The wind, whioli had barely waved the spindly grass when I had laid down, was cow blowing quite strongly, and a dense black smoke rolled before it along the prairie and enveloped overything in obscurity. Through this murky mass and above it I* could distinctly see a dull red glow. "Soh, Peter, sohl" I called as I groped my way toward the poor, frightened horse, who was securely tethered by the fore foot and evidently believed himself deserted. "Sob, Peter, solil" My hand was upon him, and he whinnied at my touch, then stood trembling while I bitted him and '1 threw the saddle upon his back.

As soon as I had cinched the girths I cut the rawhide lariat from his fetlock, then stood motionless for ono instant while I listened to determine whether I could spare the paltry time necessary to take up the

tether rope from the other end. Tho heatod. alr blew, into.,my face, and now and then pieces offtnirncd grass flitted by me, but it was not either of these warnings that made my heart stop with fear. It was tho dull, thundering rumble of a stampede—a stampede of buffaloesl I knew it only too well, for I had heard it once before on the banks of the Pipestone. "Easy, whoa, Pete," I said severely, as the horse begun plunging violently in his efforts to free himself from restraint.

I hesitated no longer, but flung myself upon his back, and ho sprang madly away over tho smoke shrouded prairie.

Mile after mile we raced along over a comparatively unknown country, full of badger and gopher boles, and not knowing at any moment whether tho next would flud me still on horseback or rolling head over heels down a steep bank, with posalbly a broken neck.

I strovo to encourage Pete, but the in-tt-uded words died unvoiced, for my mouth and throat were dry. My tongue moved

against my palate liko a dry cinder. 1 reached down and parted the horse on the shouklor, and the white sweat foam burst through my fingers at each tup and clung to their tips in slimy streaks.

Suddenly I felt myself flung over the pommel ot the saddle into tho darkness. The concussion wjw errible, as I fell squarely on my back, but I did not lose presence of mind. Springing to my feet, daaed as I was, I groped around and grabbed Peto by the head just as he was rising. I knew, however, as soon as I heard Ids labored breathing that we could never renew the old rate of speed, but must flud some other method of escape from tho suiting ocean of lifjj end flro that was steadily rolling up tehin([ its, "Pete," 1 gasped, for the jarring I had received had to some extent given me back my power of speech, "we're in a pretty bad fix, but do the best you can."

Then away we went again. But as 1 expected we were no longer able to maintain the distance between the buffaloes and ourselves, and the rumble of the thousands of falling hoofs grew more and more distinct, while the heat of the flames increased in intensity.

From time to time I turned in the saddle and peered back into the mysterious ruddy ha»o, but it was not until I had been deceived a dozen times by heavy billows of smoke that 1 at last distinguished the forms of the buffaloes and realised that the living tide was close upon us.

Presently I could hear their wild snortingH as thoy jostled and crashed one another In the mad race for life. Then I could see their dark griusled forms against the glare, made doubly monstrous in appearance by the magnifying influence of the smoke and my own fear*

Showers of redhot straws and grass blades that had been caught up by the draft and hurried ahead of the flames fell like *£ery goads upon th© frer»*ied animals, driving them to renewed exertions. •,, $ Pete was beginning to flag, and now and then his hind feet failed to carry clear of the uneven sod, and be was almost thrown to the ground, but each time he recovered himself and staggered on with the energy bom of terror.

Suddenly I was .aware that we were struggling through a heavy growth of rank grass, and then we plunged into an empty slough hole!

Never shall I forget the moment when Bete's feet struck with aloud splutter into the sticky mud, or the half dovea frantic plunges he made before giving in, or the foment I glanced round over my shoulder W* how the buffaloes would fare.

Pete struggled on, pulling his feet from tlike the drat

clay with a noise

cork but, tired ana tutudiuupped by my weight," he was apt able to keep ahead of j' the living line that wa« gaining upon him J-* with every stride and which was now

scarcely 25 yards behind us. I sprang from the horse's back, and calling him enconragingly by name rushed on in front.

The mud crust supported me, and as I ran I racked my brain Cor some way of avoiding the stampeding buffaloes. To right and left as far as I could see the struggling front of the herd extended, and it was now half way across the bare patch of mud, so it was clearly impossible to evade them by turning from their course.

The bare ground offered tye only natural protection that was available from the fire, and I decided that I might as well be trampled to death as roasted by the flames, which were already within a -quarter of a mile.

Against the glowing oacKground I could see the vast herd surging and rolling up behind me like a tossing sea, as the huge heads of the buffaloes were lifted or sunk from view beneath the common surface of their foam flecked backs. It was magnificent, but it was terrible! "What would be my lot when overtaken?" I asked myself.

In my despair I looked along the line for Pete, without for one moment expecting to see him, but he was there, struggling along just in front of the foremost buffaloes. I knew in an instant that I could look for no assistance from him, for he had all he could do to keep himself from falling beneath the crushing hoofs of the hei&fjgf

Then I thought of firing the grass on"the far side of the slough when I reached it and so perhaps turn or stop the stampede. But matches I had not, and flint and steel were too slow.

There was not a moment to lose, for already I was at the edge of the mud and about to plunge into the tall grass again. There was no help for it Imust try the flint and steel. As I thrust my hand into my pockets to search for them, I glanced to estimate how much grace I had before the herd would be upon me. In doing so my elbow came in contact with the powder horn at my belt and gave me an inspiration to which I owe my life.

Drawing my hand from my pocket I seized the horn and, wrenched off the top then turning to a patch of thick grass I poured out the powder. I unslung the rifle from my shoulder and placing the muzzle close to the little black heap pulled fchd trigger. A lurid flame and a cloud of white smoke shot up from the grass, but for a moment I feared the scheme was a failure, for the spot where the powder had lain showed no signs of fire. An instant later, however, I safa two three little flames burning feebly in the old grass fully four feet away.

To the largest of these flames I sprang, and falling upon my knees bent a handful of grass to feed it. It was an anxious moment, but it took fire. Pulling another handful I lighted it and running along the edge of the slough set fire to the grass as I went.

By the time this torch had burned oat the first fire had gained considerable headway, and already great tongues of flame were curling and licking along the surface of the ground fully 100 feet from the starting point.

I turned to see what effect it would have on the buffaloes and saw with relief that the leaders were swerving,, some to the right and some to the left, to avoid the new danger in front of them.

But the poor qreatures were destined to disappointment, for the lire which had been pursuing them had made terrific progress while they were in the mud and' was now racing dQwn the slough sides at the rate of 25 miles an hour. Before they reached the slough the flames had rounded the corners and were rapidly closing in to meet the fire which I had started.

In an instant the whole troop was thrown into confusion, and^vith wild bellows of terror the demoralfjfea creatures of the now divided herd began racing recklessly around the circle of fire, which, owing to the high wind and the weight of the grass, continued to burn long after the fore part of the line of flame had passed over it.

Twice they rushed by me, going in opposite directions, and then the two bands met, and in a few .terrible minutes, while the clashing of their horns and the bellows of the wounded drowned the noise of the conflagration, great numbers were trampled to death.

The stampede was over, but the smoke was still suffocating, and 1 found it necessary to keep my face covered with my arm.

When I could, I looked around among tho panting, shaggy animals for my horse, but Pete was missing. I could not see a sign of him anywhere.

Had a band of Indians come down that night there would have been a terrible slaughter of buffaloes, but I was iu no mood to take life. I eon tented myself with watching, anl strange as it may appear the buffaloes seemed to understand that they were safe in the slough, for they remained quiet until morning, many of the cows lying down and chewing their puds, while the bnfls, like stalwart sentinels, paced round and round the herd or stood sniffing the tainted air.

In the morning the herd moved off to seek fresh pastures, but left tfce bodies of fully a hundred dead scattered about the slough. lip

Among them I found poor Pete From A financial standpoint of view that prairie fire brought me great profit, for to the buffalo hides I secured and cached I owe the farm on which I now live.—Capel Rowley in Washington News.

Herbert Ksleey's C»t

I am not superstitious, still I do not think I am altogether impervious to the manifold signs which are generally believed to be omens of misfortune. I particularly dislike any one to open an umbrella in the theater on the advent of anew play, and as for eats, I remember several years ago, at the final drees rehearsal of "The Wife," a strange black kitten walked on the stage, from where no one could tell, I felt a peculiar responsibility about it and almost imagined that unless that cat was taken Id, made to feel at home and appreciated the

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lay would prove a failure. Consequently, addition to my other cares,! assumed that of a cat Today she is quite a fixture of the theater and at regular intervals presents the company with several pocket editions of herself, which all the superstition in the world could not save from the usual fate ot not wanted kittens.—Philadelphia Press. ..

S® Kate, d« Stmei. Mme. de Stacl died in a state of delirium which had lasted several days—according to some authors, several months. The autopsy showed a large quantity of cerebral matter and very thin cranium. Moreau of Tteusisays «he had a nervous habit of rolling continually between her fingers small strips of paper, an ample provision of which was kept on her mantelpiece. She used opium immoderately. She had a singular Idea daring her whole life. She was afraid of being oold in the tomb. She desired that she be enveloped In fur before burial.—New York Times.

ONE MODEL HUSBAND.

MAN WHQ 6,VES HJS WAGES

WIFE EVERY WEEK.

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Ghat With the Wife of Mr. Cooper of Brooklyn, Who Is a Good Workman ami Earns $16 a Week—Fifteen of the Dollara Go to Mrs. Cooper.

*There are good women who are good because they cannot help it, and there are good women who lose their temper because they cannot help it. I am one tjf the latter," said Mrs. Cooper as she dusted off a chair with her apron and motioned for me to be seated. "I know I am not a bad woman, yet sometirnes when-1 get tired and weary and haif Mck I lose my temperthat is, I get angry and do foolish things. I have been married over 15 years, and the only real trouble I have ever had was sickness. Yet I fly all to pieces sometimes and wish I had never married and a lot of silly stuff that I would not have come true for the world. "Why, you know, my husband is called the best husband in Brooklyn, and he is too. He earns $16 a week and always gives me $15 of it every Saturday night. Now, I feel sure there are'few men as good as that to their wives. Still, I get mad and fly about in a manner not at all becoming. But one does not always feel like expressing sympathy with a man's worries, his pleasures, his fatigues and even his temper, He gets angry at me once in a great while."

Mrs. Cooper blushed rosy red and looked anything but a woman with a bad temper as die had described herself. She has a round face without a wrinkle in it, though she is 80 years old, mild, blue eyes and a plump form. "Come, look at my house and just see if you can find any cause for my not being the happiest woman in Brooklyn, but first won't you have a glass of iced milk?"

Mrs. Cooper's face fairly beamed with happiness, and one could not imagine a cross word ever passing the red lips tliat entered with such vim into the praise of her home and surroundings. "I run the house on $9 a week—I mean by that the table and every expense excepting the rent. The remaining §6 goes for rent and a. small bank account. My boy is 14, and I have a girl who goes to school regularly. Then comes my little one, who is old enough to run the streets and keep me after him much of the time."

The flat had four rooms, all light and airy. Every floor was carpeted and neatness prevailed. The kitchen was covered with a bright colored oilcloth, and to add still more brilliancy to the room turkey red cotton was made into curtains that were draped about the iron sink, the cupboard windows, the closet doors, and wound up with small sash curtains that threw a soft red light over the whole room.

Pictures adorned the walls, and the four mantelpieces were heavily laden with vases, Clocks and images. Every room had a rocking chair, the largest being in the kitchen, which had every appearance of beibgthe living room. White lace curtains, tied back with red ribbons, hung at every window and red plush footstoolsSvere plentiful, red evidently being the favorite color.

A wife's carelessness of her personal appearance has frequently proved the marring of what might otherwise have turned out a happy marriage, but Mrs. Cooper nw? not that risk, for she is tasteful and neat.

I carry my husband's hot dinner 'to him every day if the boy is not boma It is said that when poverty comes in at tha door love flies out at the window, but that is not always true, because we are very happy here, and if sickness will keep away we are all right. That has been my only cause for worry. .Had we all been well we might have had a pleasanter home than this to live in now, for my husband is a good workman, and as I said before gives everything he earns to his family. "I wish you would wait and see my husband. He is fine looking. He will be home at 6. Will you have some pears to eat before you go? If you want to write up any more happy homes, I will take you over to a friend of mine who has such a pretty place. Goodby. I am sorry you will not wait to see my husband*"

I left with a feeling of envy in my heart. "I would rather be very poor and be as happy as that woman," I thought, "than be the richest lady in the world and miserable." Who would not rather see a child happy iu the sunlight than a wise man pining in a darkened jail? "Officer," I said, hailing a policeman who was crossing the street, "will you please direct me to my car? I have just come from Mrs. Cooper's and am turned around and really don't know which way to go." "Been in Mrs. Cooper's, have you? Is he back?" "Is who back?" "Why, Mr. Cooper. He left his wife a few weeks ago. They had a big misunderstanding and went to court about it." "Yes, he's back. Tell me about it," I cried. Was my happy home to be pulled to the ground so soon? "Well, there "is no better man in §500^Jyn ^han Mr, Cgoper. He gives Lis"wife evfiythfng. By J06, he only keeps out $1 for himself every week. He goes home as regularly as the clock strikes 6 and stays there till he is out at work again. The other night he wanted to go off with the boys, and she did not want him to. Great Scott! a fellow ought to be allowed some amusement besides working for his family. He Baid he would go, and she said she would see that he did not. He got all ready and looked for his hat. He found it cat into little bits. His wife had done it in a fit of temper. Of course he could not go without a hat, and she had won, for he did not go. He got thundering mad and said he did not care to live any longer with a woman who wpuld not let him out once in 15 years. "I believe the Judge said he had never had such an odd case to handle and sent them home to try to make up. I am glad to hear he has gone back to her, for he has three bright children, and his wife is very pleasant and a good housekeeper. The only trouble with her is that she hasn't the least Idea what trouble is. Ye gods! to cut up a fellow's hat because he wants to go to Coney Island once in 15 years! It seems that unhappiness is a necessary evil, for I notice in my rounds through life that if there is no cause for misery, by Joel they grow thin over their blessings. This is your car, madam. "—Kate Kensington in New York Recorder.

Bobetplerr* Semt.

The newest revere are large, sharp pointed and are called for Robespierre. There seems to be curious prominence in revolutionary nomenclature in dress. Short jackets of the Eton variety are made double breasted and adorned with large buttons. Nothing thus fax- displaces the rosette as the terminus of belt or stock. The basque has a tendency to tablike effecta. The belt is restricted in width. The saah is narrow.

TERRE HACFTE SATTTRDA^iEVENING MA rfyOCTOBER 28,1893.

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'Take a'large ring and button noie stitch it around with twist, and slip through it apiece of satin ribbon that is 4 inches wide and 14 inches long. Fringe out both, ends of the ribbon about an inch and thread several needles with white thread—some coarse and some fine.

This is a useful little present for grandmamma or for one whbse eyesight for threading needles is not very good. It can be easily made by a child. "4A very convenient thing in which to cstrry needles in traveling is easily made of three-quarters of a yawl of ribbon 8}

TTTRTC A TtTrn NEEDLE RECEIVES.

inches wide. Cut three strips of flannel 8 inches in width and as long as the ribbon and sew together at one end, over which hem the ribbon about 2 inches.

Now thread several needles of different sizes with white thread—some coarse and some fine—and sew loosely through the first strip of flannel, making the stitches long, beginning at the end and running up to the ribbon, where you leave the needle. Do not knot the thread at the end, as it is to be drawn out when needed. In the next strip of flannel put needles with black thread, and in the last strip needles with colored thread or sewing silk. This can be folded and pinned together.

The needlebook shown in the eecona cut is both pretty and convenient and is suited tq the requirements of the average seamstress. The Household, from which the foregoing designs are taken, tells how to make this needlebook: Take apiece of chamois skin which measures 12 by 5H inches, fold each end to form pockets 24 inches deep. With, a pretty shade of silk, buttonhole the sides. Now place ribbon 2 inches in width across each pocket

THE REGULATION NEEDLEBOOK. and aroulld the book, letting the ends of the ribbon hang over the book about 8 inches. Buttonhole the ribbon to the inside of the book, and confine slightly to the edges, but leave the ribbon on the outside plain.

Over one pocket attach some leaves of flannel for th^ needles, first featherstitching the edge. Tie the book with narrow ribbon.-

Discriminations Against Women.

In Holland the government has made certain regulations concerning working'women, not all of which are welcome. By a law passed in 1889 it was made illegal for a woman to be employed except between the hours of 5 a. m. and 7 p. m. One would think that no right minded woman would want to work beyond that limit, but it has been proved that the men, whose hours of labor are not limited, put in several of the prescribed hours at hard work, thus shutting out many of the women.

An article on women's unions in'Holland is }ike the famous chapter on "Snakes In Iceland." There is none. Women are admitted to mixed unions, however, but only on unequal terms. This does not prevent women's strikes, and when they do rise in their wrath they are generally successful.— Amsterdam Correspondent.

Poisoned by Scrofula

Is the sad story of many lives made miserable through no fault of their own. Scrofula is more especially than any other a hereditary disease, and for this simple reason: Arising from impure and insufficient blood, the disease locates itself in the lymphatics, which are composed of white tissues there is a period of foetal life when the whole body consists of white tissues, and therefore the unborn child is especially susceptible to this dreadful disease. But there is a remedy for scrofula, whether hereditary or acquired. It is Hood's Sarsaparilla, which by its powerful effects on the blood, expels all trace of the disease and gives to the vital fluid the quality and color of health. If you decide to take Hood's Sarsaparilla do not accept any substitute.

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