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.
Of all the practices of love, praise is the
most treacherous.—Chicago Daily News.
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t, two weeks I was strong ariti .
| lam exposed to unusual harusi. , .i_ ~.-nt
» with my duties at fires, I take a dose or two
of Peruna audi find that it keeps me in giod
[ health." Charles Peterson
j ~. . ,| | t ,,,,i |,| | , !
;
j
' j Lieut. Clias. Peterson. I
Tho abovo Im only one of fifty thou
sand letter* Mrs ha-ra on file attest
ing tho merita of Peruna.
There are a great multitude of people in
! all parts of the land who have entirely lost
their health as a result of la grippe; who
I have recovered from an attack, but find
1 themselves with weakened nerves, deranged
| diigestion, and with but very little of their
i former powers.
j There is no disease known toman that
j leaves the system in such an outrageous and
exasperating condition as la grippe.
For this eluss of sufferers, Peruna is a spe
| cific. Peruna should be taken according to
! directions and in a few weeks the sufferer
! will be entirely restored to his accustomed
\ health.
| Address The Peruna Medicine Co., Colum
bus, 0., for a free copy of "Facts and Faces."
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