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“I had been to the Inlet, and was tired, RETURNING FROM INDIA. ‘would walk on stilts, while those who THE CHERRY ROBIN. | BEFORE HIS HOUR OF GLORY)
Bead
Belletonte, Pa., June 18, 1915.
HAVEN'T YOU FELT THAT WAY?
Haven’t you often worn goggles of blue,
And seeing life’s sham and its shame,
Felt it was all a big scramble, and you
Might as well get into the game?
That nothing much matters but a big bunch of
cash,
And the man who was good was a jay,
And the whole blooming country was going to
smash; :
Haven't you haven't you felt that way?
and glad to avail myself of the opportu-
nity to sit down. I stepped beneath the
shelter of the roof, and took a seat by
the Captain’s side, and by way of passing
the time, looked over the Philadelphia
Record, a copy of which I had with me.
“Presently I took out my pipe, prepara-
tory to having a smoke, but could find
no match. The man by my side antici
pating my want offered me a light. From
that on we engaged in conversation, and
I found my chance acquaintance polite,
and gentlemanly !
“By way of expressing confidence in
him I told him my name was Brown, I
Haven't you felt that it was hardly worth '
while
To try to live up to your best?
And haven’t you smiled a cynical smile—
And something way down in your breast
i “Talk drifted from one theme to an-
was a bird of passage in Atlantic City,
and I expected to be there a few weeks.’
i other until finally it settled on the facul-
Whispered Life had a prize that was higher | ty that some possess of being able to
than gold
And sweeter than fame or display?
And the faith that had slipped took a brand-
new hold;
Haven't you haven't you felt that way?
And didn’t a peace come near that was far
And urge you to strive toward it still?
And didn’t you turn your face to a star,
And didn’t you say, “I will!”
And weren’t you stronger and didn’t you find
The world was better; and didn’t it pay |
To be brave and patient and cheery and kind,
Haven't vou, haven't you felt that way?
And didn’t you say, “I will! !”
—Reformatory Record.
HIS SEAT MATES’ STORY.
BY MARTHA ALRICKS JOHNSON.
The long line of through cars, rattled, !
and clanked amid the hissing sound of
escaping steam as the ponderous engine
gave a start and pulled swiftly out of
Broad Street Station, Philadelphia, fields,
trees and fences flew by like a whirl wind
as the train sped swiftly into space leay-
ing the crowded city behind.
In the foremost car sat two men,
strangers to each other, but who had
picked up a desultory acquaintance on
the train. In the course of conversation
the dark haired, and elder of the two re-
marked.
“You are right stranger one makes
strange acquaintances at times, and
there is no better business adapted for
getting in with them than that of a trav-
eling man.”
“I found that out by experience, the
other replied. The picking up of stray
acquaintances, however, in my judg-
ment, depends chiefly on the manner and
disposition of the men.”
“In the majority of cases, I admit that
your theory is correct, his seat-mate re-
plied, yet I, who am in a measure reserv-
ed, and not disposed to encourage ad-
vances, had an adventure of which I
often think, and wonder how the man,
who was an absolute stranger tome
succeeded in ingratiating himself into
my favor.”
“One is apt to be taken in, the travel-
ing man remarked, by way of draining
out the story.
“That is so,” the other replied with a
thoughtful look.
“But its not necessarily the case that
one is taken advantage of, because he
happens to be a stranger.”
“No, a hundred times no, but its well
not to trust them too far, when one does
not know thém.”
“If you have no sentiment about tell-
ing your experience, Mr. Brown, I should
liee to hear it.”
“I have no hesitancy whatever in tell-
ing it. On the contrary if you are suffi-
ciently interested to care to listen to
what so deeply concerned me at the time,
it will afford me pleasure to speak of it.”
“I assure you I will listen with interest
to what you have to say, and be grateful
for your confidence.”
After a moment's hesitation, as though
collecting his thoughts, the stranger be-
gan his story. :
“Some years ago,” he said, “while going
along south Delaware Avenue, Philadel
delphia, on my way to a little cafe where
I had been in the habit of taking my
noon lunch, during the few weeks that I
was in the city, I saw a crowd
about the door of number 500, the
office of the United States Shopping
Commissioner, Mrs. Elwood Becker.
“Unable to account for the unusual
commotion, I inquired of a guard on duty
on the side-walk the cause of the gather-
ing. He said there was an auction sale
~ of the effects of some dead sea-men, and
the crowd was there to attend it. These
sales ‘he said are for the benefit of
charity, and are the effects of friendless
mariners.” Not being especially interest-
ed I dismissed the subject from my nind
and was about to pass on when I heard
the officer to whom I had been speaking,
exclaim.
*“ ‘By jingo, if that aint the captain.’
“I cast an inquiringglance at him, and
nodding his head toward a well dressed
man coming out of the building, he said:
“ ‘That’s him.’
“With that I glanced at the new comer.
Our eyes met. I had never seen the man
before, but strange as.it may seem there
was a look about him that was familiar.
He reminded me of some one whom I
knew, but who it was I could not for the
life of me tell.
“Who is he?’ I inquired in a subdued
tone.
“His name’s Anderson; for a while he
attended these sales regularly, then he
quit coming. The boys about the building
call him Captain.”
“A few months later, I ran across the
Captain in Atlantic city. He was sitting
in one of the pavilions, gazing with
vaguely troubled eyes across the broad
expanse of water.
| recall a face seen but once,
a passing glance.
“I laid claim to the gift, and by way of
proving the assertion, reminded my com-
panion that I had seen him on the pre-
vious December in Philadelphia at a sale
of the United States Shipping Commis-
sioner. You were there were you not?’
“‘I was he replied,’ a look of surprise
| overspreading his face.
““‘I passed you on the side walk:’
““ ‘At one time,” he said ‘I was a repor-
ter for one of the city papers, and it was
in that capacity, the guard, probably saw
me at the sales. I left the newspaper
business more than a year ago, and have
not been to any Commissioner’s sales
since with the exception of the one in
December. An irresistible feeling seem-
ed drawing me there that day, I cannot
explain it?
“For some unaccountable reason Mr.
Anderson seemed to have a drawing to-
ward me. We boarded at the same hotel,
and saw each other daily. I could only
explain his attention that we were both
strangers in the city by the sea and
knew no one else to go with.
“Intimate as we were, however, about
his home life, and relatives, my friend
had nothing to say, I did not however
intrude on his reserve of feeling, and he
seemed to appreciate my doing so.
“It was the last evening of his stay, I
noticed that he was quieter than usual.
Something seemed to weigh on his mind.
I did nothing to invite his confidence but
before we parted for the night he volun-
tarily told me how much he had enjoyed
my companionship the few short weeks
that we had spent together. My life is a
lonely one,’ he said with the exception of
a brother whom I have never seen, and
until a few years ago did not know that
such a one existed. I have not a relative
that I know of in the world.’
“ “That is unusual.’
““Yes, but to one who is acquainted
with the circumstances attending my life
it may not seem strange.”
“When I was fifteen months of age I
was kidnapped. A man named Long,
and his wife stole me, and although my
father offered a large reward for my re-
turn my captors were afraid to take me
back. To escape justice they took me
to a farm in Jersey where I remained
until I was nineteen years of age.
“ ‘All that time I thought they were
my parents. When I was nineteen the
man Long apprenticed me on ship board.
When I had served my term out, I went
on a four year’s cruise. While I was
gone Long died. After his death, his
wife who wasan English woman, returned
to her native land.
“Ten years succeeding her husband’s
death, when on her death bed, the wom-
an repented having wronged me, and
made a confession in writing of what
she, and her husband had done. In her
confession she told who my parents were,
and that they lived in St. Paul, Minnesota,
at the time that I was stolen. When the
paper containing the dead woman’s con-
fession reached me, I quit the sea, and
went in search of my parents. I did not
know that they were not living.
“At my old home in St. Paul I learned
that shortly after my taking off, my fath-
er died. Two years succeeding his death
mother remarried, by that marriage she
had one son. Eight yearsafter her second
marriage, she died. After her death her
husband took the child, and went away
no one knew where. :
“Should you be so fortunate, I said
scanning his face, as to find your brother
would you be able to prove his identity?”
“As to that, he replied, I could do so
unquestionably. On my visit to St. Paul
I was told that, when my brother was
three years of age, a careless nurse plac-
ed a lighted candle ona low chair, on
which he sat, in the bath room, and went
out of the room. While she was gone the
flame of the candle communicated with
the sleeve of the child’s dress, and before
assistance could be procured his left arm
received a burn above the elbow,the scar
of which, his physician said, he would
carry with him to his grave.
I bared my arm. It bore the indubi-
table proof.
“Tom! Tom!” my companion cried.
“You are my brother, areyou not.”
“Why did you not make yourself
known?”
I told him I did not dream of it being
he. So many years had gone by since I
had heard of him that I had given up
hope of ever seeing him, and believed
him dead. The likeness that I could not
account for I now saw was his resem-
blance to my mother.
Bound To.
“I see where a lot of jobless actors
have resorted to bootblacking.” “Stars
will shine, you know.”
Pen mn makes
A a a ne de &-
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By One on Medical Duty in that Far Eastern
Country. China as Seen on a Brief Tri
Through Some of It’s Cities.
TENCHEN, MARCH 8th, 1914.
Dear Home Folk:
then joined Mr. and Mrs. C,,
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ton jackets, not fires and furs as we know.
' had money rode in a rickshaw or ona
wheelbarrow; and this last was surely a How to Feed It and at the Same Time Protect |
® funny sight for the Chinese barrow is a |
; wheel with a frame on either side of it,
‘ two long handles like the wheelbarrows county wrote to H. A. Surface, State Zo-
(On the train.) A at home, but all the coolies have a strap : ologist, Harrisburg, saying, “Please in- |
to fit across their shoulders so that the | form me how to protect early cherry
I left you at Shanghai, where there | ok pos pore De mahi on be
was but little to really interest one for it, Weel. Well, it was on these two-seate A
i all 100° western: on it was cold. 1 ' carts that we saw many cotton padded | been pestered and had our early cherries
: from Mil- | women—padded so fat that the fat wom- |
waukee, and we started for Nanking, the | €? at home were only infants in compar-
old, old capital of northern China. It!ison; these women, seated one on either ;
was an entire day’s ride and we were | Side of the wheel, seemed to be enjoying | Interest many cherry growers:
On top of the hill we saw great stone
They reminded us of the pictures of Dutch | animals—twe elephants, two camels, two
‘was a pure network of canals, I thought
isurely I had gotten into the wrong
i country.
| flat bottomed boat with its sides black | leading to the tomb. Of course we got Protecting cherries from robins is to
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the fat, fat, Chinese—so thoroughly en- | tO try the same mode of progress, but ti
cased in their many cotton coats. Do time was precious so we drove on over to make a wire cage, and put
| you realize that cold—means added cot- the slightly rolling country.
and that at! peasants—then, added to scenery that | ¥ams, two lions, two pillars, and the fig-
each other and were supposed to be the.
| Another curious custom we saw was a | mourners or guardians of the roadway |
| with comorants (a kind of bird,) and ©ut and examined them all and walked
| these would be driven through the water,
{ each one having a string about its neck;
: it, of course, would dive for a fish and;
| getting it could not swallow it on ac-
i count of the string. The owner would
| seize it and squeeze its neck betw_en
| thumb and finger, the poor bird having
| to disgorge its prize—a primitive way of
| fishing. :
| The straw huts with their thatched
| roof; the women, with their poor muti-
lated feet; and yet not truly any worse
| pictures than many an American wom-
fan you see in the present-day pointed
toed, high-heeled “pump” presents. I
have asked if these women suffer and
I am told that neither night nor day dur-
ing their life-time are they free from
pain. The graves—every place, for
the Chinese bury their dead above
ground. In some places a mere coffin
stood, covered with a thin layer of straw,
but for the most part a little round
mound of dirt indicated the family bury-
ing ground; these were so numerous
that in places you could readily have
counted thousands— all made you know
that this was China. ;
We finally reached Nanking and such
a rush to see the curiosities; it’s all like
a big jumble. Here, like in most Chi-
nese towns, one asks the missionary
to put them up and then, of course, they
wish you to see their work so that you
must combine sight-seeing and mission
viewing. So in Nanking, first to visit the
schools and the chapel took an entire
morning; then we started in a carriage
to see the curios—through narrow, vile
smelling streets, the houses, little, low,
brick affairs, all with their court-yard en-
closed within a six-foot wall; but the in-
habitants all came to the doorway and. in
their many cottoned layers gazed at us
from the slant-eyed yellow face—but they
are a jolly, happy lot of folk so we got
back smile for smile, and although to me
there was but little difference between
the Chinese bazaar and the Indian pro-
duct—except in the odor; the Indian
sun keeps most of the places disinfected.
There was a great difference in the
tone of the people. And the babies are
so red-cheeked and round I just couldn’t
help but chuckle at their attempts to
keep upright.
The first wonder we saw was three
curious looking arches of black wood of
some kind and it was said to be a temple
to Confucius. It was neither beautiful
nor artistic, merely queer and we did not
attempt to get out of the carriage into
the mud to look at it but went on to the
Examination halls—long, single, low-
storied, brick sheds with compartments
three feet square, wherein were two
movable boards, the lower one to sit on
and the upper one to write upon. These
square pens had three sides of solid brick
but the front opened onto a little alley”
way about two feet wide. There were
enough of these pens to accommodate
20,000 contestants and they would take
their writing material and food and £0
into these places, then the door to the
alley was locked and for three days they
lived, ate, slept and wrote there, not al-
lowed to see any one, as a guard patroll-
ed the alley way. We were told that
even if any one died there the gates were
not opened; the body was merely hoist-
ed over the wall. Only men who passed
these examinations could obtain political
advancement, hence their popularity.
They are not used now and we were
glad that they were being torn down. It
was such a horrid way for brains to be
examined.
After we had looked our fill we went
to see the Ming tombs; not very ancient
—being only four hundred years old, but
yet rather unusual. After driving through
the city and seeing the devastation that
war can produce—for the Imperial end
of the city was nothing but a mass of
bricks and stones; some walls, half whole
still stood, but for the most part merely
the amount of brick and stone indicating
|| that here a house or building had once
stood, we drove through the gate of this
and I am told that the shells of the big
guns made practically no break on it,
but the people are afraid of it and so are
now tearing it down.
Through this we went, out into the
open country; of course, it is winter
time and is neither green nor at all beau-
tiful, but we met natives by the hun.
dreds, carrying toys, coming from hay-
ing done worship at a shrine some dis.
tance away from the city. The poor
women walked on their feet like one
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walled city. It was like a walled tunnel kn.
actual tomb was reached and here was a
great stone turtle with a huge tablet
standing upright across its back, upon
which was inscribed the name, age and
family of the Emperor. The great stone
canopy and all other accessories have
long since been destroyed and this is
only the gateway so up through the gar-
gen we went, attended by dozens of beg-
gars, to come finally to an immense great
square tower. It was of solid brick and
So great it was like a house with a small-
er house on the top; both are now neith-
er beautiful nor interesting, but original-
ly were covered with exquisite color-
ed tile and so very beautiful. The grave
properis only a great mound of earth
like a small hill and on the side of this
are placed the above curious things.
(Continued next week.)
Bounty —Ruling on Age of Animals.
Dr. Kalbfus, State Game Commissioner, has
sent out the following letter relative to the new
county law:
DEAR SIR: :
I am writing this public letter for the
purpose of bringing about, as far as that
is possible, a better understanding re-
garding claims that may be made for the
bounty or reward fixed by the Act of
April 15th, 1915, for the killing of certain
noxious animals in a wild state within
this Commonwealth.
I take it the purpose of this Act was
to insure, as far as possible, safety and
peace to the beneficial wild life within
the Commonwealth, and also to protect
domestic poultry wherever that might be
found. The Act in question provides
that a bounty of $6.00 shall be paid for
the killing of a wild cat; a bounty of $2.00
for the killing of a fox, either red or
gray; a bounty of $1.00 for the killing of
each weasel; and a bounty of $1.00 for
the killing of a mink within the State of
Pennsylvania in a wild state. As I see
it, the purpose of this Act is to create an
additional incentive for the destruction
of those animals that are recognized as
destroyers in the State, and is not in-
tended simply to create a method through
which money contributed through or’ be-
cause of the resident hunters’ license
could be applied to the use of any per-
son, without a return in value by that
person of the State, and with this idea in
view we propose to rule that a fox is not
a fox in so far as the purpose of this Act
is concerned until such animal has not
only been born, but in addition has at-
tained an age when according to the
course of nature such animal would be
able to care for itself if thrown upon its
own responsibility, and this ruling will
apply to all the other animals named in
this Act. In other words we do not pro-
pose to sanction the payment of one dol-
lar of the fund collected through the
resident hunters’ license that is to be ap-
plied to the payment of bounties, until
we are satisfied that a dollar in value
has been secured to the State through
the killing of the animal in question.
Unborn animals might never be born,
and newly born animals might not live
to reach an age where they are likely to
become destructive. They have many
dangers to meet before they are able to
care for themselves. We, therefore,
want it distinctly understood that no
claims for bounties will be considered in
the office of the Game Commission, at
Harrisburg, for the killing of a wild cat,
or a fox, or a weasel, or a mink, that has
not been born long enough to have its
eyes open and to stand upon its feet, and
the fact that it has reached that age
when the animal was killed must be
clearly established by a view of the ani-
mal or its pelt presented for examina-
tion. No claims for bounties will even
be considered for animals removed from
the dead mother or that are so young
and small that they might easily be mis-
taken for the young of some other ani-
mal.
We hope therefore, that applicants for
bounties will not waste either their time
or money necessary to probate a claim
of this kind, or to forward such claim
and animal, or the pelt thereof, to this
office. We hope that those authorized to
take affidavits regarding bounties will re-
Jain from considering claims of this
kind.
We are in receipt of information to
the effect that many hundreds, I might
say thousands,of dollars in bounties have
heretofore been claimed for animals so
young and immature that they might
have been mistaken for other animals.
We are therefore sending broadcast this
notice in the hope that those who have
been in the habit of doing this thing may
save their time and money in the future.
The game protector given authority to
take oaths is the regular salaried officer,
own as a game protector. It is not
intended that either the deputy game
protector or the special deputy game pro-
tector be given authority to in any way
take these affidavits, or to receive claims.
Affidavits relative to securing bounties
under the Act of April 15th, 1915, may
also be made before a justice of the
peace, a magistrate, or an alderman,
which officials may secure the n
blanks upon application to the Game
Commission, Bounty Division, Harris-
burg, Pa.
Respectfully yours,
JoserH KALBFUS,
Secretary Game Commission.
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Cherries from Its Attacks. !
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An owner of cherry trees in Columbia !
trees from robins. “(Robbers” would
be a more suitable name for them.)
“Several of my neighbors and I have
destroyed by these birds the last few
years, and this year they seem to be
getting ready for another early picking.”
He got the following reply that may
“One method to protect your cherries
n in and around the trees. Another is
and put this in the tree. I have also
heard it said that if a stuffed or mounted
hawk or owl is put into a tree it will
frighten the robins away, but I have also
heard this ‘contradicted.
person wrote me that the presence of
the mounted bird attracted other birds to
the tree, and they were worse ‘on the
fruit than ever.
I really believe that the best method of
plant enough of them to let the birds
have a full share. They prefer the soft
sweet early varieties like the Governor
Wood. Also plant mulberries for them.
This year mulberries commenced to ripen
before the last day of May, and the birds
were’feeding on them before my cherries
were tempting to them. It is true that
birds take a few cherries, but this is
only during their nesting season when
they have hungry mouths and stomachs
to fill, and they cannot well be blamed
for so doing. They repay with high in-
terest for all the damage they do, as
they eat insects during the entire portion
of the year that they are with us. Rob-
ins are great destroyers of cut-worms
and other seriously injurious insects. It
will pay well to plant some early varie-
ties of cherries, and also some early mul-
berries and Service or June-berry bushes
to feed the robins and other fruit-eating
birds. The mulberry continues to ripen
for a long time and feeds the birds dur-
ing the spring and summer when they
might be driven to other fruits. Tem-
a cat in it, |
In fact, one |
porary relief can be given by pieces of i
bright tin, combined with driving the
i birds away from the trees; but there is |
nothing that will finally prove as satis- >
factory as providing other means of feed- |
Boy Scout Gardeners.
No step taken recently in the Boy |
Scout movement is more commendable |
or has behind it more good sense or bet- |
ter motive or before it more favorable re- |
sult than that which provides for a prac-
tical co-operation between the juvenile :
members of the organization and the
federal department of agriculture. The
plan, in brief, purposes to set the boys to
work at gardening. To this end, new |
insigna have been designed for the |
Scouts who attain merit in this division
of the organization enterprise and, for |
the present at least, a candidate received
an honor badge when he has perform- |
ed successully one of the following tasks: |
1. Operate a garden plot of not less |
than twenty square feet and show a net
profit not less than $5 on the season’s |
work. Keep an accurate record.
2. Grow one-twentieth of an acre po- |
tatoes. Select ten hills from which seed |
potatoes are to be taken. Grade pota-- |
toes into three divisions: Market, me
dium and culls. Manufacture the culls
into potato starch for home use. Keep |
an accurate crop record of the season’s |
work.
3. Keep both back and front yards in
good condition for the summer vacation
of three months, which will include the
care of the garden and flowers, mowing i
of lawn, keeping the yard free from i
waste paper and rubbish, and the like.
Keep an accurate record of the vacation’s
work.
4. Build a back-yard trellis and grow
a covering of vines for it in a season’s
time of not more than four months.
Write an account of not less than 500
words, telling of how the work was per-
formed.
Nothing in the list is difficult, but none
of the things can be done properly or suc-
cessfully without steady, sustained effort.
And the value of effort and application
of that sort is precisely what most boys
need to learn. Itis part of boy nature
to develop sudden interest in some en-
terprise, to work at it prodigiously for a
brief time and then to lose the interest
as suddenly as it was developed. Unfor-
tunately, though, the serious business of
life can not be conducted in any such
capricious fashion. It demands persist-
ence, and it will profit the boy to learn
this early and to learn it well. As a
means to that end, these four “tasks”
prescribed by the department of agricul-
ture could hardly be improved upon, and
parents of boys who are not Boy Scouts
would find it well worth while to set their
own sons at one or another of them, and
see to it that the work, once begun, is
not dropped.—Indianapolis News.
Health is the vital force of woman’s
attractiveness. When she loses her
health she loses her charm. Nothing can
simulate the sparkle health gives to the
eye, the mirth it lends to the laugh. The
general health of woman is bound up
with the local health of the delicate
womanly organs, and any attempt to re-
establish the health of woman must begin
by curing the ulceration, inflammation
or female weakness, or stopping the
debilitating drains whichsap the strength
and mar the beauty. The use of Dr.
Pierce’s Favorite Prescription works
wonders in restoring the general health.
“Friends hardly know me.” “I am again
robust and rosy cheeked,” are only some
of the frequent testimonies to the re-
juvenating power
scription.”
More Important Thing.
The latest estimate places the age
of the earth at 100,000,000 years. How-
ever, the age of the earth isn’t half
as important to some men as the age
of the liqlor they consume.
Daily Thought.
Politeness appears to have been in-
vented to enable people who would
naturally fall out, to live together in
peace.
By No Means.
No, Maude, dear, just because a girl
calls a fellow a muff is no indication
that she wants him to hold her hands.
of “Favorite Pre- |
Attitude of the Youthful Napoleon oi
That Memorable June Day
in French History.
While we were spending our time f1
a rather vagabond manner the twen
tieth of June arrived. We met by ap
pointment at a restauratenr’s in the
Rue St. Honore, near the Palais
Royal, to take one of our daily ram
bles. On going out we saw a mob ap
proaching in the direction of the mar
ket, which Bonaparte estimated at five
or six thousand men. They were a
rabble of blackguards ludicrously
armed with weapons of every descrip
tion, and shouted while they proceed
ed rapidly toward the Tuileries, vocif
erating all kinds of gross abuse. Ii
was a collection of all that was vilesi
in the purlieus of Paris.
“Let us follow the mob,” said Bona
parte.
We got the start of them and took
up our station on the terrace along the
river. It was there that he witnessed
the scandalous scenes which took
place, and it would be difficult to de
scribe the surprise and indignation
which they excited in him. When the
king showed himself at the windows -
overlooking the gardcn with the red
cap which one of the mob had put on
his head he could no longer repress
his indignation. “What stupidity!” he
loudly exclaimed. “Why have they
let in all that rabble? They should
knock off 400 or 500 of them with the
cannon; the rest would take them.
selves off fast enough.”
When we sat down to dinner, which
I paid for, as I generally did, for I was
the richer of the two, he spoke of noth.
ing but the scene we had witnessed.
He discussed with great good sense the
causes and consequences of this unre-
pressed insurrection. He foresaw and
developed with sagacity all that would
follow. He was not mistaken.—*
“Memoirs of Napoleon Bonaparte,”
Louis Antoine Fauvelet de Bourrienne.
RARE AND MAJESTIC BEAUTY
John Muir's Tribute to the Fascina-
tion of the Yosemite Worth Hold-
ing in Memory.
No temple made with hands can
compare with Yosemite, wrote the late
John Muir. Every rock in its walls
seem to glow with life. Some lean
back in majestic repose; others, abso-
lutely sheer, or nearly so, for thou-
sands of feet, advance beyond their
companions in thoughtful attitudes,
giving welcome to storms and calms
| alike, seemingly aware, yet heedless
of everything going on about them.
| Awful in stern, immovable majesty,
how softly these rocks are adorned
and how fine and reassuring the com-
pany they keep; their feet among the
beautiful groves and meadows, their
brows in the sky, a thousand flowers
leaning confidently against their feet,
bathed in flocds of water, floods of
light, while the snow and waterfalls,
the winds and avalanches and clouds
shine and sing and wreathe about
them as the years go by, and myriads
of small-winged creatures—birds, bees,
butterflies—give glad animation and
help to make all the air into music.
Down through the middle of the valley
flows the crystal Merced, River of
Mercy, peacefully quiet, reflecting
lilies and trees and the onlooking
rocks; things frail and fleeting and
types of endurance meeting here and
blending in countless forms, as if into
this one mountain mansion nature had
gathered its choicest treasures to
draw her lovers into close and confid-
ing communion with her.
Couldn’t Fool the Dog.
A citizen of Bangor, Me., has a skye
terrier dog which has been taught to
take a paper bag in his mouth and go
to a restaurant after his dinner. He
goes to the door of the establishment
and scratches the outside till he is
admitted. Then he trots down stairs
and deposits his paper bag on the floor
and waits patiently until some meat
is placed in it, and returns to his own-
er.
The other day the restaurant people
placed some raw potato cuttings in
the bag instead of meat and twisted it
up as usual. The terrier did not dis-
cover the trick until he had reached
the outside door of the restaurant,
when he suddenly dropped the bag on
tke floor, pawed it open and found
out that he had been fooled. He could
not be induced to touch it until some
meat had been placed in the bag in
plain sight, when he took up his din-
ner and trotted off with it.
Hatched by Sun's Heat.
The female crocodile lays her eggs
in a sand bank near the river to the
number of 50 or 60, and, when they are
hatched by the heat of the sun, the
young ones at once take to the water.
Few persons have the opportunity
of witnessing the rapid dash of a croco-
dile when it rushes upon its prey, but,
when it is considered that fish con-
stitute its ordinary food, it may read-
ily be imagined that the maximum
speed of the reptile must be sufficient
to overtake the swiftest swimmer.
Lime Juice and Uric Acid.
Lime juice becomes in the blood a
powerful alkali. ‘It is said to be the
only fruit juice that bears this distine-
tion, differing radically in this respect
from the lemon and other citrus fruits.
A tablespoonful in a glass of water,
morning and night is said to be enough
to dissolve all of the secretions of
uric acid in the joints or blood and
drive them out of the system.
Its effects are said often to become
‘manifest within thirty minutes after
taking.