6
LIFE'S SPRINGTIME.
I Ml to thinking the world was old,
And Joy had flown away;
That the precious Idols I dreamed were
rold
Wer«. after all, but clay.
Aat breathed our vows in the old, sweet
rhymes—
We two, and the happy stars.
Lul night as I came through the leafy
dell.
Where long ago we strayed,
X hoarkt to a happy lover tell
Hta TOWS to a fair young maid,
t heard the song of the whlppoorwlll
And the twilight coo of dove,
And Up met lip with a blissful thrill
I<i the first sweet kiss of love.
I heard my daughter's daughter's voice—
<A voice from the days gone by)—
And Jt made my yearning soul rejoice
And my heart beat warm and high.
For I know while youth and beauty meet.
And men and maidens woo,
Ufe'a wine shall still be good and sweet.
And the old world glad and new.
—<Wtnm Waterman, In L. A. W. Bulletin.
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PART VI.
CAPTAIN SILVER.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
IN THE ENEMY'S CAMP.
The red glare of the torch, lighting
Bp the interior of the block-house,
showed me the wors't of my apprehen
sions realized. The pirateswere In pos
ses&km of the house and stores; there
was a cask of cognac, there were the
pork and bread, as before; and, what
tenfold increased my horror, not a sign
of any prisoner. I could only judge
that all had perished, and my heart
•mote me sorely 'that I had not been
there t-o perish with them.
There were six of the buccaneers, all
toW; not another man was left alive.
Five of them were on their feet, flushed
and swollen, suddenly called out of the
first sleep of drunkenness. The sixth
bad only risen upon his elbow; he was
deadly pale, and the blood-stained
bandage round his head told that he
bad recently been wounded, and still
tnorr recently dressed. I remembered
the man who lrad been shot and had run
toack among the woods in the prreat at
tack, and doubted not that this was.he.
The parrot sat, preening her plumage,
on Long John's shoulder, ne himself.
I thought, looked somewhat pa!er and
more stern than I was used to. He
ctiJS wore his fine broadcloth suit In
which he had fulfilled his mission, but
it was bitterly the worse for wear,
<Jnubed with clay and torn with the
sharp briars of the wood.
"So," said he, "here's Jim Hawkins,
shiver my timbers! dropped in, like,
eh? Well, come. I take that friendly."
And thereupon he sat down across
the brandy-cask, and began to fill a
pipe.
"Give me the loan of a link, Dick,"
said he; and then, when he had a good
light, "that'll do. lad," he added, "stick
the glim in the wood heap; and you,
gentlemen, bring yourselves to!—you
needn't stand up for Hawkins; he'll
excuse you. you may lay to that. And
eo. Jim"—stopping the tobacco —"here
you are. and quite a pleasant surprise
for'poor old John. I see you were smart
when first I set my eyes on you; but
this here gets away from me clean, it
do-
To nil this, as may be well supposed,
I made no answer. They had set me
wilh my back against the wall; and I
stood there, looking Silver in the face,
pluckily enough, I hope, to all outward
appearance, but with black despair in
my heart.
Silver took a whiff or two of his pipe
with great composure, and then ran on
•gain.
"Now, you see, Jim, so be as you are
bere," says he, "I'll give you a piece of
my mind. I've always liked you, I have,
for o lad of spirit, and the picter of my
own self when I was young and hand
some. I always wanted you to jine and
take your share, and die a gentleman,
and cow, my cick, you've got t/v. Cap'n
Smodett's a fine seaman, as I'll own up
to any day, but stiff on discipline.
4 I)ooty is dooty,' says he, and right he
Is. Just you keep clear of the cap'n.
Tba doctor himself is gone dead again
you —'ungrateful scamp' was what he
said; and the short and the long of the
whole story is about here; you can't go
back to your own lot, for they won't
hare you; and, without you start a third
ship's company all by yourself, which
might lx> lonely, you'll have to jine with
Cpp'n Silver."
So far so good. My friends, then,
were still alive, and though I partly be
lieved the truth of Silver's statement,
tUo-t the cabin party were incensed at
ine for my desertion, X was more re
lieved (ban distressed by what I heard.
"J don't say nothing as to your be
ing in our hands," continued Silver,
"though there you are, and you may lay
to it. I'm all for argyment; I never
«ce» good come out o' threatening. If
you like the service, well, you'll jine;
and if you don't, Jim, you're free to
answer no —free and welcome, ship
mate; and if fairer can be said by mor
tal seaman, shiver my sides!"
"Am 1 to answer, then ?" I asked, with
a very tremulous voice. Through all
thia sneering talk, I was made to feel
the threat of death that overhung me,
iind my cheeks burned and my heart
beat painfully in my breast.
".Lad," said Silver, "no one's a-pTes»-
Ingof you. Take your "bearings. None
of us won't hurry you, mate; time goes
ao pleasant in your company, you see."
"Wei!," says I, growing a bit bolder,
"if I'm tochoose, I declare I have a rig-lit
to know what's what, and why you're
Lere, and where my friends are."
"Wot's wot ?" repeated one of the buc
caneers, in a deep growl. "Ah, he'd be
a lucky one as knowed that!"
"You'll perhaps batten down your
hatches till you're spoke, my friend,"
cried Silver, truculently, to this speak
er. "Yesterday morning, Mr. Haw
kins," said he,"in the dog-watch, down
came Dr. Livesey with a flag of truce.
Says he: 'Cap'n Silver, you're sold out.
Ship's gone!' Well, maybe we'd been
taking a glass, and a song to help it
round. 1 won't say no. Leastways
none of us had looked out. We looked
out, and, by thunder! the old ship
was gone. 1 never seen a pack o' fools
look fishier; and you may lay to that,
if I tells you that I looked the fishiest.
'Well,' says the doctor, 'let's bargain.'
We bargained, him and I, and here we
are; stores, brandy, block-house, the
flre-iwood you was thoughtful enough
to cut, and, in a manner of speaking,
the whole blessed boat, from cross-trees
to keelson. As for them, they've
tramped; I don't know where'a they
are."
Ffe drew again quietly at his pipe.
"And lest you should take it into
that head of yours," he went on, "that
you was included in the treaty, here's
the last words that was said: 'How
many are you?' says I,'to leave?' 'Four,'
says he—'four and one of us wounded.
As for the (boy, I don't know where
he is, confound him,' says he, 'nor 1
don't much care. We're about sick of
him.' These was his words."
"Is that all?" I asked.
"Well, it's all you're to hear, my son,"
returned Silver.
"And now I am to choose?"
"And now you are to choose, and you
may lay to that," said Silver.
"Well," said I, "I am not such a fool
but I know pretty well what I have to
look for. Let the worst come to the
worst, it's little I care. I've seen too
many die since I fell in with you. But
there's a thing or twol havetotell you,"
I said, and by this time I was quite ex
cited; "and the first is this: Here you
are in the bad way; ship lost, treasure
lost, men lost; your whole business
gone to wreck; and if you want to
know who did It —it was I! 1 was
in the apple barrel the night you sight
ed land, and I heard you, John, and
you, Dick Johnson, and Hands, who is
now at the bottom of the sea, and told
word you said before the hour
was out. And as for the schooner, it
was I who cut her cable, and it was I
who killed the men you had aboard of
her, and it was I who brought her
where you'll never see her more, not
one of you. The laugh's on my side;
I've had the top of this business from
the first; I no more fear you than I fear
a fly. Kill me, if you please, or spare
me. But one thing I'll say, and no
more; if you spare me, by-gones are
by-gones, and, when you fellows are in
court for piracy, I'll save you all I can.
It is for you to choose. Kill another
and do yourself no good, or spare me
and keep a witness to save you from
the gallows."
I stopped, for, I tell you, I was out of
breath, and, to my wonder, not a man
of them moved, but all sat srtaring at
me like as many sheep. And while
they were still staring, I broke out
again:
"And now, Mr. Silver," I said, "I be
lieve you're the best man here, and if
things goto the worst, I'll take it kind
of you to let the doctor know the way
I took it."
"I'll bear it in mind," said Silver, with
an accent so curious that I could not,
for the life of me, decide whether he
were laughing at my request or had
been favorably affected by my cour
age.
"I'll put one to that," cried the old
firaliogany-faced seaman—Morgan by
name —whom I had seen in Long John's
public house upon the quays of Bristol.
"It was him that knowed Black Dog."
"Well, and see bere," added the sea
cook. "I'll put another again to that,
by thunder! For it was the. same boy
that faked the chart from Billy Bones.
First and last we've split upon Jim
Hawkins!"
"Then here goes!" said Morgan, with
an oath.
And he sprang up, drawing his knife
as if he had been twenty.
"Avast, there!" cried Silver. "Who
are you, Tom Morgan? Maybe you
thought you were captain here, per
haps. By the powers, I'll teach you
better! Cross me, and you'll go where
many a good -man's gone before you
first and last, these 30 year back—some
to the yard-arm, shiver my sides! and
some by the board, and all to feed the
fishes. There's never a man looked me
between the eyes and seen a good day
a'terward, Tom Morgan, you may lay
to that."
Morgan paused; but a hoarse mur
mur rose from the others.
"Tom's right," said one.
"I stood hazing long enough from
one," abided another. "I'll be hanged if
I'll be hazed by you, John Silver."
"Did any of you gentlemen want to
have it out with me?" roared Silver,
jbonding far forward from his posi
tion on the keg, with his pipe still
glowing in his right hand. "Put a
name on what you're at; you ain't
dumb, I reckon. Him that wants shall
get it. Have I lived this many years,
and a son of a rum puncheon cock his
liai athwart my hawse at the latter
end of it? You know the way; you're
all gentlemen of fortune, by your ac
count. Well, I'm ready. Take a cut
lass him that dares, and I'll see the
color of his inside, crutch and all, be
fore that pipe's empty."
Not a man stirred; not a man an
swered.
"That's your sort, is it?" he added,
returning his pipe to his mouth. "Well,
you're a gay lot to look at, anyway.
Not much worth to fight, you ain't.
P'r'aps you can understand King
George's Knglish. I'm cap'n here by
'lection. I'm cap'n here because I'm
the best man by a long sea-mile. You
won't fight, as gentlemen o' fortune
should: then, by thunder, you'll obey,
and you may lay to it! I like that boy,
now; and I never seen a better boy than
that. He's more of a man than any
' pair of rats of you in this here house,
and what I say is this: Let me see him
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, OCTOBER ao, 1898.
as'll lay a hand on him—that's what I
say, and you may lay to It."
There was a long pause after this.
I stood straight up against the wall,
my heart still going like n sledge-ham
mer, but with a ray of hope now shin
ing In my bosom. Silver leaned back
against the wall, his arms crossed, his
pipe in the corner of his inouth, as calm
as though he had been inchurch; yethis
eye kept wandering furtively, and he
kept the tail of it on his unruly fol
lowers. They on their part drew grad
ually together toward the far end of the
block-house, and the low hiss of their
whispering sounded in my ears contin
uously, like a stream. One after an
other they would look up, the red
light of the torch would fall for a sec
ond on their nervous faces; but it was
not toward roe, it was toward Silver
they turned their eyes.
"You seem to have a lot to say," re
marked Silver, spitting far into the
air. "Pipe up and let me hear it, or
lay to."
"Ax your pardon, sir," said one of
the men, "you're pretty free with some
of the rules; maybe you'll kindly keep
an eye upon the rest. This crew's dis
satisfied; this crew don't vally bully
ing a niarlinspike; this crew has its
rights like other crews, I'll make so free
as that; and by your own rules, I take
it we can talk together. lax your
pardon, sir, acknowledging you for to
be eapting at this present; but I claim
my right, and steps outside for a coun
cil."
And with an elaborate sea-salute, this
fellow, a long, ill-looking, yellow-eyed
man of five-and-thirty, stepped coolly
tmvard the door and disappeared out
of the house. One after another the
rest followed his example; each mak
ing a fiulute as he passed; each adding
some apology. "According to the rules,"
said one. "Fo'k's'le council," said Mor
gan. And so, with one remark or an
other, all marched out, and left Silver
I and me alone with the torch.
The sea-cook Instantly removed his
pipe.
"Now, look here, Jim Ilawkins," he
said, in a steady whisper, that was no
more than audible, "you're within half
a plank of death, and what's, a long
sight worse, of torture. They're going
to throw me off. But you mark, 1
stand by you through thick and thin.
I didn't mean to; no, not till you spoke
up. I was about desperate to lose that
much blunt, and be hanged Into the
'bargain. But I see 3 - ou was the right
sort. I says to myself: You stand by
Hawkins, John, and Ilawkins'll stand
by you. You're his last card, and by
the living thunder, John, he's yours!
Back to back, says I. You save your
witness, and he'll save your neck!"
I began dimly to understand.
"You mean all is lost?" I asked.
"Ay, by gum, I do!" he answered.
"Ship gone, neck gone—that's the size
"Than here tpoes.*' said Morgan, with an oath.
of it. Once I looked into that bay, Jim
Hawkins, and seen no schooner —well,
I'm tough, but gave out. As for that
lot and their council, mark me, they're
outright fools and cowards. I'll savr;
your life—if so be as I can—from them.
But see here, Jim—tit for tat—you save
bong John from swinging."
I was bewildered; it seemed a thing
so hopeless he was asking—he, the old
buccaneer, the ringleader throughout.
"What I can do, that I'll do," I said.
"It's a bargain!" cried Long John.
"You speak up plucky, and, by thunder!
I've a chance."
He hobbled to the torch, where it
stood propped among the firewood, and
took a fresh light to his pipe.
"Understand me, Jim," he said, re
turning. "I've a head on my shoulders,
I have. I'm on squire's side, now. 1
know you've got that ship safe some
wheres. How you done it,l don't know,
but safe it is. I guess Hands and
O'Brien turned soft. I never much be
lieved in neither of them. Now you
mark me. I ask no questions, nor I
won't let others. I know when a game's
up, I do; and I know a lad that's stanch.
Ah, you that's young—you and me
might have done a power of good to
gether!"
lie drew some cognac from the cask
into a tin canikin.
"Will you taste, messmate?" he
asked; and when I had refused: "Well,
I'll take a drain myself, Jim," said he.
"I need a caulker, for there's trouble on
hand. And, talking o' trouble, why did
that doctor give me the chart, Jim?"
My face expressed a wonder so un
affected that he saw the Heedlessness
of further questions.
"Ah, well, he did, though," said he.
"And there's something under that, no
doubt —something, surely, under that,
Jim —bad or good."
And he took another swallow of the
brandy, shaking his great fair head like
a man who looks forward to the worst.
CHAPTER XXIX.
THE BLACK SPOT AGAIN.
The council of the buccaneers had
lasted some time, when one of them
reentered the house, and with a repeti
tion of the same salute, which had in
my eyes an ironical air, begged for a
moment's loan of the torch. Silver
briefly agreed; and this emissary re
, tired again, leaving us together in the
i dark.
"There's a breeze coming, Jim," said
Silver, who had by this time adopted
quite a friendly and familiar tone.
I turned to the loop-hole nearest me
and looked out. The embers of the
great fire had so far burned themselves
out and now glowed so low and dusky
that I understood why these conspir
ators desired a torch. About half way
down the slope to the stockade they
were collected in a group; one held the
light; another was on his knees in their
midst, and I saw the blade of an open
knife shine in his hand with varying
colors in the moon and torchlight. The
rest were all somewhat stooping, as
though watching the maneuvers of this
last. I could just make out that he
had a book as well as a knife in his
hand, and was still wondering how
anything so incongruous had come in
their possession, when the kneeling fig
ure rose once more to his feet and the
whole party began to move together to
ward the house.
"Here they come," said I, and I re
turned to my former position, for it
seemed beneath my dignity that they
should find me watching them.
"Well, let 'em come, lad—let 'em
come," said Silver, cheerily. "I've still
a shot in my locker."
The door opened and the five men,
standing huddled together just inside,
pushed one of their number forward.
In any other circumstances it would
have been comical to see his slow ad
vances, hesitating as he set down each
foot, but holding his closed right hand
in front of him. /
"Step up, lad," cried Silver. "I won't,
eat you. Hand it over, lubber. I know
the rules, I do; I won't hurt a depyta
tion."
Thus encouraged the buccaneer
stepped forth more briskly and, having
passed something to Silver, from hand
to hand, slipped yet more smartly back
again to his companions.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
A GOOD SUBSTITUTE.
The Prince of Wnlen Told to Send Hla
Mother.
Amidst all the formality which ne
cessarily surrounds royialty, it must be
quite refreshing to meet with a little
genuine naturalness. Such a refresh
ment was at one time afforded the
prince of Wales by a good magistrate
of one of the pottery towns.
The duke of Sutherland had pre
sented a park to the town to which the
worthy man belonged, and it was felt
that the opening was an event of suffi
cient importance to warrant the invit
ing of the prince of Wales to pea-form
the ceremony. A deputation according
ly waited upon him, and a wealthy mag
istrate was chosen as spokesman. Hon
est John knew little of court etiquette,
and the proper behavior for the oc
casion. His claims to the position he
assumed lay in the fact that he was
large-hearted, rough and ready, and
"real Staffordshire."
The prince expressed regret that an
other engagement would prevent him
from officiating at the opening of the
park. "I should have been most happy
to have con.e," he said, "had I known
sooner."
"Canna tha spare half a day just to
show thy face?" said the worthy
spokesman. "We shall look fules when
we get back."
But eveji the showing of the prince's
face was an impossibility, and the
deputation was at a loss to know how
to proceed. Then a brilliant idea struck
the leader, and his eyes brightened as
he turned once more to the prince and
said:
"Well, If tha canna come, send thy
mother."—Youth's Companion.
\ llachclor'n Snylnnr«.
The main trouble with most women
is that their husbands don't neglect
them enough.
Probably the nss had the idea that
Balaam was taking her for a present
to some woman.
When a man refers to Honolulu you
may be pretty certain he isn't sure how
to pronowice Hawaii.
A philosopher is a man who ea.n ad
mire a woman after he has found out
that she doesn't admire him.
A woman will quarrel with her hus
band for (wearing his old cout around
the house the same day she puts off
combing her hair till after breakfast.
A man never knows whether he is
really in love with a woman till he has
tried to imagine how she would look
with three of her front teeth out. —X.
Y. Press.
The Wood I'ulp Indiißtry,
It is estimated that 3,000 to 4,000 cords
of pulp wood a day enter into the manu
facture of paper in the United States
At the minimum, 3,000 cords, the total
fur a year would be the enormous
amount of 900,000 cords. It is safe to
call it 1,000,000. If this wood were piled
in one continuous string it would mako
a wall four feet wide and four feet high
a little over 1,515 miles in length. It
can be seen what a prodigious thing the
wood pulp industry is, and at what a
tremendous rate it is devouring trees,
mainly spruce. Yet all this wood is
converted into paper, which, after be
ing xised, vanishes from sight in a fev
(Jays and goes back to dust, out of which
element the trees grow.
The Family Skeleton.
Conan Doyle tells the story of o
friend of his, who had been often toll'
that there is a skeleton in the cupboari
of every household, and he determined
to put that opinion to a practical test
Selecting for the subject of his experi
ment a respectable merchant in higl
standing, against whom the most cen
sorious critic had never breathed i
woi-d, he went to the nearest telegrap!
office and dispatched this telegram ti
the merchant: "All is discovered! Fly
Ht once!" The merchant disappeared
that very day.and has never been hear I
of since.—Golden Dadys.
I.one .lonrncj* on Skatra.
Laplanders think nothing of cover
Log 150 miles a day on their skates.
AT AN AUCTION SALE.
A Scene In Which ICvery llargHln*
Loving Woman Will Kind Some
thing Interesting.
The vase was about 18 inches high,
and! of varying diameter. It was of
some sort of crockery or china ware,
and it was as ornate as a Lonesome
hurst cottage. On one side was a YYat
teau young woman, clad in a truly
rural pink satin pull'y skirt, mostly all
plaits, and! an apple-green bodice, also
satin, and a "shepherdess" hat that
must have cost, at least $24.80, and
white silk stockings that ended in pink
satin slippers (high heeled), apparent
ly No. 12 children's size. The young
"FIVE I AM OFFERED."
woman was engaged in holding onto
the kind of shepherdess' crook the
shepherdesses used always to carry in
the olddays—gilded and with vari-hued
silk ribbons tied all over it. She was
DAINTY FANCY DRESS FOR THE BABY.
Kxpensive materials are never very highly recommended for use in children's
clothes, for, even with a maid to restrain it, a child cannot resist the temptation to sit in
the dirt.
One very nice dress can be put aside for special occasions, when even the youngest
member of the family is expected to appear to best advantage. A very pretty dress for*
* wo-year-old to have for such purposes is made of China silk of some very delicate color.
In this rase the little gown is of baby blue. The skirt is made very plain and the only
trimming upon it is four rows of heavy stitching of a shade of blue just a little darker
than the dress material.
The waist is made quite plain also aud 011 either side of the front are lapels which
have been slashed in the middle. The rows of heavy stitching trim the lapels, and at
the end of each is a large rosette of baby ribbon of the same shade as the dress. The
sleeves are large a>id very full.
A little navy blue silk cap is worn with this dress and on the top sets a little ball
of blue silk fringe. Stitchjng ifl now the popular trimming upon children's dresses and
the heavy embroidery silk is used instead of the ordinary spool silk.
also industriously engaged in gazing
into the branches of a sapphire blue
cherry tree, wherein a very red and
very spankable Cupid was doing the
usual act with a bow and arrow. On
the other side a young man with more
or less of the same make-up, without
the skirt, was climbing a gilt ladder
into a gilt balcony shaded oy Tyrian
purple vines.
The auctioneer held it up.
"What am I offered for this real
thing?" he inquired, insinuatingly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the age of this
vawze is beyond my humble computa
tions. Moreover, 1 do not like togo
beyond facts that t know. I do know
that this Viiwzt adorned the home of
the Kussian minister—Caeky—Caeky-
owsky—something like that —to this
country ~iJ years ago. It passed from
his unwilling keeping when lie was re
called to the household establishment
of the czar. The many vicissitudes
through which this vawze has passed
in finally reaching my humble but rev
erent hands, ladies and gentlemen,
were too pathetic to relate. It suf
fices to say thai it is a gem lit to have
adorned Versai.les —as, indeed, who
shall say that it never did adorn Ver
sailles? Ladies an ' gentlemen, I ask
you to make me ail offering- for this
vawze, keeping in mind—"
"Two dollars " said a coarse, brutal
man at the far enc of the room.
The auctioneer looked grieved.
"Surely." said he. "you jest. Surely,
you must iie unaware of tin- merits of
the cherished school of ceramic art to
which this—"
"Two 'u' a halt," l ,ut another low
churl, with a businesslike */«, up ne&i
the auctioneer's stand.
"I perceive," said the auctioneer,
KiuLljr, "that a spirit of merriment per*
i ides the room this morning. It is a
sorry enough reflection, that a gem, a
prize of tl.is character, lad'ies and
gentlemen, that a generation agu
would have been grabbed at by—"
"Well, call it three," said the first
man to make a bid
"My friend," said the auctioneer
shaking his head mournfully, "are you
aware that it Is among the possibili
ties —indeed, among the probabilities
—that this vawze for which you now
offer me such paltry sums may at ona
time have embellished the boudoirs oi
queens?—that the fated Marie An
toinette herself—"
"Three-fifty," said another man with
a low forehead, but a bright, alert eye.
It was at this point that the deter
mined-looking elderly woman, with
the poppy-covered bonnet and the fat
old-fashioned p:irse. walked in. Tha
love of tradition shone in her eyes, and
she flashed a look of contempt at the
bidders.
"Five dollars" said she, pushing
through the crowd close to the auc
tioneer's stand.
"Ah, madam," said the auctioneer,
"you have arrived in season. It is read
ily to be determined that you know a
good thing when you —that you have a
cultivated eye, that is to say, for such
perfect products of a sadly deterio
rated art as this. Yet I fear you, too*
strike too low a note. Five lam of
fered' —who then, is to make it ten?—
who makes it ten? —ah, ten I am of
fered* —"
Nobody in the room had spoken. Tha
determined-looking elderly woman
looked around defiantly and adjusted
her spectacles defiantly.
" —ten I am offered—who makes
fifteen ?—"
"Fifteen dollars." said the deter*
mined looking woman, and all of tha
rest of the room's assemblage looked
on with a very great silence.
"Fifteen I am offered—it is dreary
enough to reflect upon it —but fifteen
I am offered —fifteen—fifteen—now,
who is to display the acumen and make
me—ah, twenty—"
Nobody in the room had spoken.
"Twenty-five dollars," said the de
termined-looking' woman, and she
didn't notice the grins of the canaille
about her.
"And sold to this lady with the euli
tivated voice for twenty-five dollors,'"
stid the auctioneer, snappingly.
"Oh, yes," said the auctioneer, in
an easy whisper to a friend, "when,
you can get 'em to bid against them
selves you're all right." Then he sold
another vase of the tame sort for $2.50,
—Washington Star.
I*l «»>« of ii 31 I«*li IKIIII Woman,
Among the laws of Michigan is one
i regulating the killing of deer. After
I mature reflection, Mrs. A. Ilurd, of
I lfarbor Springs, thinks she sees in.
the provision.- this statute a wayj
I by which she may be reimbursed l'or
j the loss of her cow. The bovine was
I grazing in the wood not far from.
! Mrs. Hurd's home when it was at->
| tnclced by a buck deer. As a result of
j the battle mulley died, and row Mrs.'
I Hurt! contemplates suing tlie state for
damages. She sets up the plea that
j inasmuch as the law prohibited ht r
! from killing the deer which chased.
\ and mortally injured her cow. tha
i state ought to pay her for the de->
ceased animal or furnish her another,
; "just as good, as the ofliceset J\er
] would say.
IOIIKIIMII (self 11 ill I wily.
| A cycle railway is something of n,
I novelty in practice, though already
somewhat stale in theory. A company!
is now in process of formation at
! Birmingham .'or '.he construction of a
' "cycle railway,' somewhat ou the lines
of a switchback.