6 MY SCHOOLROOM.. IT h.»v« rtosed my books and hidden ray slate And thrown my satchel nc.'osn the gate, BJy school Is out for a season of rest, And now for the schoolroom I love the beat. schoolroom lies on the meadow wide, under the clover the sunbeams hide * "Where the long vines cling to the mossy bars, And the daisies twinkle like fallen stars; Wherv clusters of buttercups gild the scene, •SLfk.- showers of gold-dust thrown over the green, And the -wind's Hying footsteps are traced, as. (hey pass, my the dance of the sorrel and the dip of the grass. tttr lesions are written in clouds and trees, Ait<i no one whispers, exrept the breeze, JVbo sometimes blows from a secret place, A stray, sweet blossom against my face. Vy sohoolbell rings In the rippling stream, hides Itself, like a schoolboy's dream, <t."nder the shadow and out of sight, But laughing still for its own delight. My schoolmates there are the birds and bees. .And the saucy squirrel, more dull than thear, IFor ho only learns In all the weeks, flaw many chestnuts will till his cheeks. •Mr teacher is patient, and never yet .A te«son of hers did I once forget, 'SVjr wonderful lore do her lips impart, And oil her lessons are learned by heart. Q. «om«! O, come, or, we shall be late, autumn will fasten the golden gate. —/i-athrine Lee Bates, In Southern Churchman. .(Copyright, 1897. by F Tennyson Neely.] C nAPT ICR ll.— Continued. All the long 1 summer of the year after 'hi* graduation, from mid-April until Stovembcr, he never once slept beneath a. wooden roof, and more often than uot the sky was his only canopy. That Mummer, too. Jessie spent at home, JPappoose with her most of the time, ■ami one year more would finish them at the reliable old Ohio school. By ftliat time Folsom's handsome new kome would be in readiness to receive kus daughter at Gate City. By that rJisoe, too, Marshall might hope to have ** leare and come into Illinois to wel •«ome his sister and gladden his moth er's eyes. But until then, the boy had said to himself, he'd stick to the field, and the troop that had the roughest work to do was the one that suited him, and so it had happened that by the cecond spring of his service in the regi ocui 110 subaltern was held in higher esteem by senior officers or regarded wv ith more envy by the lazy ones among tltii juniors than the young graduate. Car those, too. were days in which grad uates were few and far between, exempt tu higher grades. Twice had lie ridden in the dead of winter the devious trail through the Medicine Bow range to l-'ntyue. Once already had he been •sent tlx* Long march to and from the Gig Horn, and when certain oilicers %* frn ordered to the mountains early in the spring to locate the site of the new post at Warrior (Jap, Brooks' troop, as hus been said, went along as escort and &rooks caught mountain fever in the 'bills, or some sueli ailment, and made the. borne trip in the ambulance, leav ing- the active command of "C" troop to bis subaltern. With the selection of the site Dean •Sail nothing 1o do. Silently he looked an a« tfap quartermaster, the engineer atid a fe-lr.ft' officer from Omaha paced aIT certain lines, took shots with their instruments at neighboring waters of the fork. Two companies of infantry, ■eat down from further posts along the •northern slopes of the range, had stacked their arms and pitched their *''< log tents," and vigilant vedettes and •entries peered over every command ing height and ridge to secure the in vaders against surprise. Invaders they certainly were from the Indian point of view, for this was Indian Story the most prized, the most beauti ful, the most prolific in fish and game At l all the continent. Never had the red .wan, clung with such tenacity to any section of his hunting grounds as did t&e northern Sioux to this, the north •and northeast watershed of the Big Morn range. Old Indian fighters •among the men shook their heads whea the quartermaster selected a bench as the site on which to be jfitt the stockade that was to inclose the olbr,cr.s' quarters and the barracks, sto«l)osjse and magazine, and omin <au*iy they glanced at one another and then ut the pine-skirted ridge that rose, •afiarp and sudden, against the sky, not 400 yards away, dominating the site en tirely. "1 shouldn't like the job of clearing •away the gang of Indians that might seize that ridge," said Dean, when later asked by the engineer what he thought of it, and Dean had twice by that time been called upon to help "hustle" In dians out of threatening positions, «nd knew whereof he spoke. "I shouldn't worry over things .yoa're never likely to have to do," said >the quartermaster, with sarcastic em •phitsts, slid lie was a man who never yet had had to face a foeman in the field, and Dean said nothing more, birt felt, right well he had no friend in liaj. Burleigh. They left the infantry there to guard the Kite and protect, the gang of wood choppers set to work at once, then ■turned their faces homeward. They ihail spent four days and nights at the Gap, and the more the youngster saw of the rotund quartermaster, the less he cared to cultivate him. A portly, heavily built man was he, some 40 years of age, a widower, whose chil dren were at their mother's old home in the far east, a business man with a keen eye for opportunities and in vestments, a fellow who was reputed to have stock in a dozen mines and kindred enterprises, a knowing hand who dro\e fast horses and owned quite a stable, a sharp hund who played a thriving game of poker and had no compunctions as to winning. Oilicers at Emory were fighting shy of him. lie played too big a game for their small pay and pockets, and the men with whom he took his pleasure were big contractors or well-known;"sports" and gamblers, who in those days thronged the frontier town:-and most men did them homage. But on this trip Burleigh had no big gamblers nlong and missed his evening game, and. once arrived at camp along the Fork, he had "roped in" some of the infantry officers, but Brooks and the engineer declined to play, and so had Dean from the very start. "All true cavalrymen ought to be able to take a hand at poker," sneered Burleigh, at the first night's camp, for here was a pigeon really worth the plucking, thought he. Dean's life in the field had been so simple and inex pensive that he had saved much of his slender pay; but, what Burleigh did not know, he had sent much of it home to mother and Jess. "I know several men who would have been the better for leaving it alone," responded Dean, very quietly. They rubbed each other the wrong way from the very start, and this was bad for the boy, for in those days, when army morals were less looked after than they are now, men of Bur leigh's stamp, with the means to en tertain and the station to enable them to do it, had often the ear of officers from headquarters, and more things were told at such times to generals and colonels about their young men than the victims ever suspected. Eurleigh was a man of position and influence, and knew it. Dean was a youngster without either, and did not realize it. lie had made an enemy of the quarter master on the trip and could not but know it. Yet, conscious that, lie had said nothing that was wrong, he felt no disquiet. And now, homeward bound, he was jogging contentedly along at the head of the troop. Scouts and flank ers signaled "all clear." Not a hostile Indian had they seen since leaving the Gap. The ambulances with a little squad of troopers had hung on a few moments at the noon camp, hitching slowly and leisurely that their passen gers might longer enjoy their post prandial siesta in the last shade they should see until they reached Canton ment Iteno. a long day's ride. Present ly the lively mule teams would come along the winding trail at a spanking trot. Then the troop would open out to right and left and let them take the lead, giving the dust in exchange, and once more the rapid march would be gin. It was four p. m. when the shad ows of the mules' ears and heads came jerking into view beside them, and, guiding his horse to the right. Dean loosed rein and prepared to trot by the open doorway of the stout, black-cov ered wagon. The young engineer of ficer, sitting on the front seat, nodded cordially to the cavalryman. He iKid known and liked Tiiin at the Point. Be had sympathized with him in the vague difference with the quartermas ter. lie had to listen to sneering tilings Burleigh was telling the aid de-camp about young linesmen in gen eral and Dean in particular, stocking the staff officer with opinions which he hoped and intended should reach the department commander's ears. The engineer disbelieved, but was in 110 po sition to disprove. His station was at Omaha, far from the scene of cavalry exploits in fort oriield. Burleigh's of fice and depjit were in this new, crowded, bustling frontier town, filled with temptation to men so far re moved from the influences of home and civilization, and Burleigh doubtless saw and kne.v much to warrant his generalities. But he knew no wrong of Dean, for that young soldier, as has been said, had spent all but a few mid winter months at hard, vigorous work in the field, had been to Gate City and Fort Emory 01113- twice, and then un der orders that called for prompt re turn to Fettennan. Any man with an eye for human nature could see at a glance, as Dean saw, that both file aid and his big friend, the quartermaster, had been exchanging comments at the boy's expense. He had shouted a cheery salutation to the engineer in answer to his friendly nod, then turned in saddle and looked squarely at the two on the back seat, and the con straint in their manner, the almost suf len look in their faces, told the story without words. It nettled Dean frank, outspoken, straightforward as he had always been. He hated any species of back biting, and he had heard of Burleigh as an adept in the art, and a man to be feared. Signaling to his sergeant to keep the column opened out, as the prairie was almost level now on every side, he rode swiftly on, revolving in his mind how to meet and checkmate Burleigh's insidious moves, for in stinctively he felt he was already at work. The general in command in those days was not a field soldier by any means. His office was far away at the banks of the Missouri, and al! he knew of what was actually going on in his department he derived from official written reports; much that was neither official nor reliable he learned from officers of Bur Leigh's Mtamp, and Dean had never yet set e3*es on him. In the engineer he felt he had a friend 011 whom he could rely, and he determined to seek his counsel at the campfire that very night, meantime to hold his peace. CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 29, it,.. They were trotting- through a shal low depression at the moment, the two spring wagons guarded and es corted by some 30 dusty, hardy looking troopers. In the second, the yellow ambulezce, Brooks was stretched at length, taking it easy, an attendant jogging alongside. Be hind them came a third, a big quar termaster's wagon, drawn by six mules and loaded with tentage and rations. Out some 300 yards to the right and left rode little squads as flankers. Out beyond them, further still, often cut off from view by low waves of prairie, were individual troopers, rid ing as lookouts, white far to the front, full 600 yards, three or four others, spreading over the front dn each side of the twisting trail, moved rapidly from crest to crest, always carefully scanning the country ahead before rid ing up to the summit. And now, as Dean's eyes turned from his charges to look along the sky line to the east, he saw sudden sign of excitement and commotion at the front. A sergeant, riding with two troopers midway be tween him and those foremost scouts, was eagerly signaling to him with his broad-brimmed hat. Three of the black dots along the gently rising slope far ahead had leaped from their mounts and were slowly crawling for ward, while one of them, his horse turned adrift and contentedly nib bling at the buffalo grass, was surely signaling that there was mischief ahead. In an instant the lieutenant was galloping out to the front, cautioning the driver to come on slowly. Pres ently he overhauled the sergeant and bade him follow, and together the four men darted up on the gradual in cline until within ten yards of where the leaders' horses were placidly graz ing. There they threw themselves from saddle; one of the men took the reins of the four horses, while Dean and the other two, unslinging carbine and crouching low. went hurriedly on up the slope until they came within a few yards of the nearest scout. "Indians!" he called to them, as soon as they were within earshot. "But they don't seem to be on lookout for us at all. They're fooling with some buffalo over here." Crawling to the crest, leaving his hat behind. Dean peered over into the swale beyond, and this was what he saw: Half a mile away to the east the low, concave sweep of the prairie was cut by the jagged banks and curves of a watercourse which drained the melting snows in earlier spring. Along the further bank a dozen buffalo were Dean saw a confuseJ mass. placidh' grazing, unconscious of the fact that in the shallow, dry ravine itself half a dozen young Indians; — Sioux, apparently were lurkirfg, awaiting the nearer coming of the herd, whose leaders, at least, were gradually approaching the edge. Away down to the northeast, toward the distant Powder river, the shallow stream bed trended, and, following the pointftig linger of the scout who crawled to his side, Dean gazed and saw a confused mass of slowly moving objects, betrayed for miles by the light cloud of dust that hovered over them, covering many an acre of the prairie, stretching away down the vale. Even before he could unsling his field glass and gaze, his plainscraft told him what was slowly, steadily approaching, as though to cross his front—an Indian village, a big one. on the move to the mountains, bound perhaps for the fatuous race course of the Sioux, a grand amphitheater in the southern hills. And even as they gazed, two tiny jets of flame and smoke shot from the ravine edge there below them, and be fore the dull reports could reach their oars the foremost bison dropped on his knees and then rolled over on the sod; and then came the order, at sound of which, back among the halted troop ers, every carbine leaped from its socket. chapter in. Down along the building railway in the valley of the I'latte there had been two years of frequent encounter with small bands of Indians. Down along the Smoky Hill, in Kansas, the Chey ennes were ever giving trouble. Even around. Laramie and Frayne, on the North Platte, settlers and soldiers had been murdered, as well as one or two officers, caught alone out hunting, and the Indians were, of course, the per petrators. Nevertheless, it had been the policy of the leaders of the North ern Sioux to avoid any meeting in force and to deny the complicity of their peo ple in the crimes committed. Supply trains to Reno, Kearney and C. F. Smith, the Big Horn posts of the Boze man trail, went to and fro with'guards of only moderate size. Officers had taken their wives and.children to these far-away stations. The stockades were filled with soldiers'families. Bigbande of Indians roamed the lovely valleys of the Piney, the Tongue and Rosebud, ncur at hand, and rode into full view of the war3 r sentries at the stockades, yet made no hostile demonstration. Offi cers and men went far up the rocky canyons of the hills in search of flsh or game, and. came back unmolested. Escorts reported that they sometimes marched ail day long side by side with hunting bands of Sioux, a mile away; and often little parties, squaws and boys and young men, would ride con fidently over and beg for sugar, coffee, hardtack—anything, and ride off with their plunder in the best of spirits and with all apparent good- feeling. And yet the great war chief of the Brules— Sintogaliska—Spotted Tail, the white man's friends gave solemn warning not to trust the Ogallallarf. "Red Cloud's heart is bad," he said. "He and his people are moving from the resrva tions to the mountains. They mean trouble." Old traders like Folsom heard and heeded, and Folsom himself hastened to Fort Frayne the very week that Burleigh and his escort left for Warrior Gap. Visiting at the ranch of his son in a beautiful nook behind the Medicine Bow mountains, the veteran trader heard tidings from an Indian brave that filled him with apprehen sion, and he hurried to the fort. "Is it true," he asked, "that the gov ernment means to establish a post at Warrior Gap? Is it true that Maj. Bur leigh has gone thither?" And when told that it was, and that only Capt. Brooks' troop had gone as an escort. Folsom's agitation was extreme. "Colo ihS," said he to the post commau-Itr, "solemnly I have tried to warn tie gen eral of the danger of that move. I have told him that all the northern tribes arc leuguing now, that they have deter mined to keep to themselves the Big Horn country and the valleys to the north. It will take 5,'R00 men to hold those three posts against the Sioux, and you've barely got 500. I warn you that any attempt to start another post up there will bring Red Cloud and all his people to the spot. Their scouts are watching like hawks even now. Iron Spear came to me at my feon's ranch last night and told me not ten warriors were left at the reservation. They are all gone, and the war dances are on in every valley from the Black Hills to the Powder. For heaven's sake, send half your garrison up to Reno after Brooks. You are safe here. They won't molest you south of the Platte, at least not now. All they ask is that you build no more forts in the Big Horn." But the colonel could not act with out authority. Telegraph there was none then. What Folsom said was of sufficient importance to warrant his hurrying off a courier to Laramie, fully 100 miles southeast, and order ing a troop to scout across the wild wastes to the north, while Folsom himself, unable to master his anxiety, decided to accompany the command sent out toward Cantonment Reno. He long had had influence with the Ogallallus. Even now Red Cloud might listen if he could but find him. The matter was of such urgency he could not refrain. And so with the gray troop of the cavalry, setting forth within an hour of his coming, rode the old trader whom the Indians had so long sworn by, and lie started none too soon. [To Be Continued ] Enillj' Wakened. Dr. Blornfield, bishop of London half a century ago, was a man of much wit, and also had a keen appreciation of wit in other people, whatever their walk in life might be. Once, when a new uhureh in his diocese was to be conse crated, the bishop received several let ters complaining that the architect of the new church had disfigured the in terior and/ exterior with "useless gew gaws." Consequently the bishop went down to the little town to make an in spection of the building, and sum moned' the architect to meet him there. 'I he bishop could find nothing amiss with the exterior of the church, nor with the interior until, just as be reached the chancel, he looked l up and saw four wooden images apparently guarding the pulpit. "What do these figures represent?" he inquired. "The four evangelists, my lord," replied the architect. "They appear to be asleep," said the bishop. "Do you think so, my lord?" "That's the way they look to me," said the bishop, decidedly. "John," called the architect to a man who was at work on one of the pews, "bring your chisel and open the eyes of the evangelists."—Youth's Companion. Looked lleyond. "At last," exclaimed the enthusiastic young business man, "I've hit on a scheme to attract the women. I've put mirrors back of the goods, in my show windows. Of course, they'll—" "My boy," interrupted the old hand, "it's no good. I tried that, and I found the women never saw anything but the mirrors."—Philadelphia Press. Sympathy. Eaton Sliabbalong (on park bench) — What is microbes, anyway? Tuffold Knutt (oil the grass)—Mi corbes is harmless little critters ther's a prejudice against because they don't have to work to make alivin'.—Chicago Tribune. Ill* Proper Extlinate. "When I marry," said the young woman of advanced ideas, "I shall in sist upon my husband taking my name." "I would, too," replied the demure young woman, promptly, "if I expect ed to get that sort of a man."—Chi cago Post. The I'reacliet'i Dilemma. Rev. Fourthly—l hear that Brother Longwind has formed a new theory of justification. Rev. Fifthly—Yes, and now he does not know whether to found a new sect or write a problem novel.—N. Y. Jour nal. Persltlasre Over the Baby. "I'm going to call my baby Charles," said the author. "Aftar Lamb; be-) cause he is such a dear little lamb." "Oh, I'd call him William Dean," said the friend." - 'He Howell* so much."—Harlem Life. BER KNOWLL. Sbe Knew (he Shape oglj'phi anil Suri. Her Krienda. A young woman at a watering place summer made u reputation as a profou linguist in a rather odd manner. SI,, called one day at a Chinese laundry, where she had left a shirt waist, but it could not be found, as there was no entry in the book of hieroglyphics corresponding to her pink slip. After a half hour's search the Chinaman found the entry. A mistake had been made, the entry crossed out and a new set of hieroglyphics w tiny charac ters placed below. She was told that that waist would be laundered immediately, and she could have it the next day, say« the Kansas City World. The next day the young woman called for it, accompanied by three other young women. At the seashore the excitement of a vi*it to the Chinese laundry is not to be despised. The Chinaman to whom the pink slip was presented was not the laundryman of the day before, and he experienced the same difficulty in finding the identifying characters, finally saying: "Not in book. The girl answered, calmly: "I can find it," and the Chinaman allowed 1 her to take the book. Turning the leaves until she came to the one that had had an entry crossed out, with another in tinv characters under it, she handed it to the Chinaman. "There it is," and, to his surprise, he found it. "You only lady I know spik Chinese," he said. And the other girls looked upon her with admiration. SCHOOLBOY OF THE FUTURE. After He Hon Ran the Gauntlet of Prescribed Interrogations He May lleifln to Learn. Teacher (to applicant for admission) — Johnnie, have you got a certificate of vac cination ? "Yes, sir." "Have you been innoculaled for croup?" "Yes, sir." "Had your arm scratched with cholera bacilli?" "Yes, sir." "Have you a written guarantee that you are proof against whooping cough, measles, muinps and old age?" "Yes, sir." "Have you your own private drinking cun?" Yes, sir." "Do you promisc not to exchange sponges with the boy next to you, and never use any but your own pencil?" "Yes sir." "Will you agree to have your books fumi gated with sulphur and sprinkle your clothes with chloride of lime once a week?" "Yes, sir." 'Johnnie, you have met the first require ments of the modern sanitarium, and mi» now climb into a seat and forthwith begin to learn."—N. Y. World. The Niekel IMatc llond. Dining Car service on American Railroads has undergone a number of changes in the method of serving meals in dining cars. Many leading roads are now serving from cards a-la-carte, whilst on the other great trunk lines the popular American plan of en joying anything on the bill of fare and paying the usual price of one dollar. In recent years the"American Club" meal has come to the front, by which guests mav choose from a dozen or more bills of fare, neatiy arranged in booklet form, ranging in price from 35 cents to SI.OO. This latter plan is adopted by the Nickel Plate Road on its through express trains between Chicago, New York City and Hoston, except on the dining cars of that line, a choice may be made from various club menus, or a se lection may be made from them ail, at the price of the higher. In fact, it is claimed for the Nickel Plate Road that its passenger I train service is equal to the best, and that its combination dining car meals is an ex- I elusive advantage to patrons of the Nickel Plate Road. The Reason for It. He—There ate 2.3,000 more women than ' men in New York city. She—No wonder the New York men are ■o sassy.—lndianapolis Journal. When You Goto Florida > ou enhance the pleasure of the trip by go ing over the Queen <£ Crescent Route and its connections via Cincinnati. Careful at tendants look to your comfort. Your meals (a la carte) are not surpassed in the best hotels. Your rest is unbroken on the smooth, rock-ballasted roadway. You are not annoyed by change of cars. Fatigue vanishes before some of the finest natural scenery in America. Winter Tourist Tickets are sold at re duced rates. Why not write us about it? I Only 24 hours Cincinnati to Florida. Di rect connections at Port Tampa and Miami at Steamers Wharf for Key .Vest, Nassau and Havana. We quote rates gladly. Hand some printed matter sent free to inquirers. W. C. Rinearson, Gen'l Pass'gr Agent, Cin cinnati, O. 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