The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, May 04, 1893, Image 3

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A MILL BALLAD.
em—
In the heart of 8 cotntry wild,
Where the unbeliovers be,
Was a king so good and wise
Long, long ago lived he:
Ho was kind as a father is,
Aud rich as the earth, ywia,
Turn the mill, turn the mill, Jack;
Not yet have 1 tilled my sack.
But his subjects they rebelled
Against his majesty,
And drove him from the throne,
Nobody knoweth why;
From town to town ha past;
A mill was his shelter at last,
Tara the mill, turn the mill, Jack:
Not yet have I filed my sack.
Nor glory nor fear had he,
This king as he worked alway;
No murmur lived on his lips;
This miller he sang all day;
And all night he slumbered deoop;
Of yore could he never sleep.
Turn the mill, turn the mill, Jack;
Not yet have I filled my sack.
But once on a day there cams,
Of those who had driven him away,
A host of folk to his cote,
For changeable souls are they;
“Take back the crown for thine head!”
“Nay! I give it to you. instead!”
Tura the mill, tu n the mill, Jack;
Not yet have I fliled my sack.
“My wifs is a miller's wife,
And mi lers my sons shall be:
The water runs in the stream:
Thee rn in the fiald grows free:
All else doth change.” ho said:
“But aye is there need of bread!”
Stop the mill, stop the mill, Jack:
For now I bave filled my sack,
—{From the French of Gustave Nadaud.
HIS QUEER CASE
I have given much and earnest thought
to the subject,” said Mr. Langley, blink-
ng his weak eyes nervously: ‘sand [ am
row comforted by absolute belief in the
heory which my speculations have led
me to adopt as final.”
“That is very satisfactory, no doubt,”
said Dr. Edwards. “Is the tacory an
riginal one?”
“Perhaps not altogether original in
the fundamental ides,” returned the
weak-eyed gentleman, **but I have never
met, nor read of any one, who held just
precisely my own views, without some
little shades of difference to mar the
completeness of the conception.”
*‘Let’s have them,” said Dr. Edwards,
“heerily. **The views, I mean, not the
differences.”
*‘But I have already entered into them
in detail,” said Mr Langley, looking as
dard as the condition of his eyes would
allow at the doctor, who had been up all
aight wih a bad case, and had been en-
che lost details, The doctor Slushed.
“Yes, yes," he said, in guilty confu
sion; “but what | want now is a brief
summary-—-a neat synopsis, to bear the
whole io on my mind in a condensed and
portable form.”
“Well, then, shortly and concisely,
my belief is that after death our souls
will animate bodies similar
which have suffered under our
the present life" —
“You don’t mean to say that [ am to
be all my own patients?” interrupted Dr.
Edwards, becoming quite wideawake.
Mr.
benevolent superiority.
**No,"” he said, “pain inflicted for nec-
essary and legitimate ends cannot eall
for punishment. In your
probable that your ego will inhabit only
forms of lower animals, and so forth: for
I will venture to affirm, from my intimate
knowledge of your amiable chara:ter,
that you have never needlessly wounded
either the body or mind of a human
being."
*“I believe I have treated the lower ani-
to those
hands in
larly free with the chloroform.”
‘“Have you never taken the life of a
bird or animal in sport, or of an insect
in impatience?” asked Mr. Langley,
solemnly.
“No,” answered Dr.
positive emphasis,
the out-patients in my younger days, I
used to smother myself in ‘Keating, and
the insects would not come near me at
any price” —Mr., Langley made a grim.
ace— ‘and as for sport, | never went in
for it at any time of my life. Leisure
Edwards, with
been present.”
“Then you have killed absolutely
& rat?”
“Well, now that you mention it, I be-
morning. The brute let himself down on
An unfortunate bachelor’s room is never
free from cobwebs. And you are right
about the rat. I shot an old sinner once
to oblige my sister when I was staying
in her house. Bat [ shot it, mind you.
I didn’t set a trap for it, nor worry it
with a terrier. On the whole, I don't
think your theory has any terrors for
me; so, for that very reason, you may
have hopes of claiming me as 8 disciple
one of these days, when I have time to
ve my full attention to the Subject.
y the way, are you a Chela, and have
you got a Mahatma to revere?”
“I have, indeed, explained myself {Il
if you confound my simple belief with
the theosophical acceptation of re-incar-
nation. I merely substitute metempsy-
chosis, limited by the conditions men-
tioned, for your orthodox ideas of future
punishment, Nothing can be clearer
“The surgery bell!” exclaimed the
doctor, ‘‘You must excuse me, a dear
fellow. Turn up for dinner at half past
9, snd Joodbye until then,”
Mr. Langley, who was gpending a few
dage in town with his brother-in-law,
wade his appearance punctually in the
room that evening, lost no
recurring to his pet theory, He
rode his hobby straight thro each
to ride it until
hs dactor smoked his last pipe and went
$0 bed in much weariness of spirit,
| He felt very tired, and rather ill that
night, as a poor, overworked doctor well
might. He had been doing too much of
late; and he was wuduly depressed and
nervous about his own state of health,
He lay down on his comfortable spring
mattress made with the newest improye-
ments, feeling very uncomfortable in-
deed, and with little hope of repose.
“I shall have an examination of my
own case to-morrow,” he thought, “I
could discover nothing last time, and
vet I feel convinced that my heart is un-
sound. I might drop off in my sleep
avy night—to-night. With a little rest
I might pull round, but how can I get
rest with such a press of work outside,
and that crazy husband of Eleanor's in-
side, always ready to talk a hole through
an iron pot? Can't the man see 1 don't
care half a straw for him and his de-
parted spirits? 1 must get rid of him at
any price, or he will send me on the
journey to find out all about it.
heart! It is all over with me this time!”
heart gave a great bound-—and stopped.
ness overwhelmed his frame: but, mem-
{ calmly observing the sensations of cess.
{ing to exist. Oblivion followed; and
| then—horror of horrors—he was crawl
{ing along a ceiling on eight legs —or
i thereabouts: it did pot seem
| cont them accurately.
He reached the corner and made an
{ exceptionable cobweb there, greatly ad
{ miring his own proficiency in the art;
and he was just proceeding to breakfast
[on a fat little housefly which he had
| caught in it,
i in with a broom and swept him out of
{ his coign of vantage.
| He curled up all his legs and lay for
{ dead on the floor; so the girl, who was
{ an ignorant. young person, did not kill
{ him, thinking she had done so already,
but merely brushed him into the dust
pan and carried him on to the
that the
morning perambulations
{ means to escape, and lay
{ maid departed, when immediately
| began to travel up toward the ceiling
| again. He tried to calculate how many
mes his own height he had fallen
» realize the extraordinary fact that he
was quite uninjured ; but he found him.
self unable to think very
about anything, and began
the details of the room,
familiar.
A middle-aged gentleman in a dress.
ing-gown entered preseatly from an ad-
joining bedroom, took up a little can of
hot water which the hostile maid had
left there, and set about shaving him
self,
Dr. Edwards, in his new body, stood
on the ceiling directly
glass, and was to take note of a
small bald spot on the top of this gentle.
man's head. [It possessed some mysteri
{ ous attraction for him, and he could no
possible to
i
she visited in yurse of her
low until the
he
ti
t
iL
onnectodly
to observe
3}
which seemed
nble
All his faculties became absorbed
in a great desire to reach the little bald
spot, and stand on it. There was
nothing to hinder him. If he wanted
a rope to let himseif down by, he could
! make it: and he did so.
| Very gradually he descended, pausing
sometimes to make sure that he was un.
observed ; but the owner of the bald spot
was completely taken up with his shav
ing, and noticed nothing higher than his
own chin. The lengthened,
spider-doctor dropped lower and lower,
else,
fope
ful
bition. He stood on a little pink oasis
tin a desert of sandy hair, and was con
scious of a ridiculous aspiration for
feathers. He wanted to clap his wings
i and crow, he was so delighted,
Thea he made a gentle movement
| with his various legs, the head jerked,
the razor made a gash, the man cried out,
| brought his hand to bear on the bald
spot with much violeoce; and—again
| oblivion,
A little later he was sitting on a shelf
in a storeroom that he had certaialy seen
| before. This time he had only four
| legs —with a tail thrown [u—and he was
| eating the end of a tallow candle.
| ‘“‘Horrible!” he thought. *‘Langley
| was right, though I always thought him
such an ass, I am a rat
tallow. ™
He made a good meal, and modestly
{ retired when he heard the key turn in
| the lock.
| storeroom, and he knew he had heard
words very like these from her once
i before.
{ond spoilt again” she cried.
irat’s keep costs me three shillings a
| week at the very least. Do help me to
{ hunt him out, John,”
“Not 1.” answered Mr.
| voice from without. ‘‘Better call your
brother. [dare say he does not mind
that sort of thing.”
**What meanness!” reflected the hidden
listener. “Langley does not want to be
a rat himself, but he does not mind
letting another fellow in for it.”
He traveled sadly through a thick
| wall, perforated by a narrow passage
which finally conducted him to a celiar,
into the darkness of which he peered,
with his head thrust out of a small hole
in the corner,
Again the grating of a key!
There was plenty of time for retreat,
but he remained obstinately still, scorn-
ing to fly from Lis fate. He knew it was
coming, for he had acted in this scene
before, only performing a different part.
The door was thrown open ; he scurried
across the floor of the cellar as a flood of
light burst into it; there was a loud re-
port, and
“If you please, sir, would you be good
enough to wake?! That's Mra. Gold.
smith's coschman a-knocking down the
door. The old lady must be took bad
again, and you not so much as dressed.”
‘Sleep well last night?” inquired Mr.
Langley at the breakfast table.
“Eight solid hours. Only dreamed a
little toward morning,” answered the
doctor. “But I saw a patient before
you wore out ef bed. Nothing the
mattor with the old lady except nerves;
and I shall be suffering from the same
complaint myself if I don't take a holi-
day; so I shall just leave the patients to
Find 3 and run down to Eleanor for a
week."
And Mr, Langley told his wife private.
ly that it was indeed time he poor
brother took a for there be
little doubt that his mind was ,
“Suppose you both take a rest,”
Eleanor. ‘I am sure you need it, too,
my dear."—|Casscll's Family Magazine.
ON A WILD CAR.
Terrible Experience of Two Menon a
Runaway Car.
The country between Olean, N. Y.,
and Bradford, Pa., is very mountainous,
and but for the oil productions of that
region would have perhaps remained in
its primitive state for years to come.
The discovery of petroleum in McKean
Co., Pa., and Cattaraugus Co., N. Y.,
necessitated some mode of conveying
machinery, lumber, ete., into the moun.
tains. An old saying that ‘necessity is
the mother of invention,” here came into
play as the mother of two. First came
what was called the ‘‘peg-log” railroad,
which was constructed on posts, between
Bradford and Red Rock, a distance of
It was virtually a
railroad with but a single rail.
the ‘narrow gauge” road was conceived,
used to good advantage ketween
and Olean, some
miles,
It was apparently as dangerous as
“peg-leg,” being but a three-foot
gauge. However, it proved otherwise and
termed a success, It had
besides having the steepest grades and
curves known to railroad men.
With all that it served the purpose and
paid the promoters a handsome divi
dend,
The first town west of Olean is “Four
Mile"—it is four miles, sir line, and
seven by rail, from Olean. Between
these points the road winds around the
through miniature val.
tance, as long as deep cuts are avoided,
The ascent is something like one hun-
dred and thirty-five feet to the mile,
Now 1 come to the starting point.
¥ » » * ®
**No, Idon’t mind telling you how I
injured my arm,” said Conductor
Murpby, as he sat in my office one win
ter's evening waiting for orders. “We
had a carof rails for Four Mile and was
going to throw it in on a spur switch
there. When | was within a few feet of
he switch, | motioned the brakeman to
cut her off; after which I attempted to
It would not budge,
The rails had expanded from the heat of
the sun and were fastened together. The
brakeman took in the situation at a
glance, and set the brake, but the chain
kept slipping off thestem. [ran to give
him what assistance I could, and when
opposite me I climbed up to give him a
hand. At the first twist of our united
efforts, the chain snapped and the brake
was rendered useless. The speed of the
heavily loaded car increased in velocity.
coming after us to couple on again. The
dicament,
**At first she gained rapidly upon us,
but presently we saw that the car was
keeping away, although but fifteen or
twenty feet separated. Then for the first
time we realized how fast we were going.
steam. He stood there bolt upright,
looking over our heads down the track,
while the cab swayed like a ship in a
storm. Again I fairly yelled, ‘For God's
sake, give her more steam, we are going
away from you." Then Jardwin leaned
out of the cab window and shook his
head, saying, ‘Boys, you'll have to jump
in the swamp; it is your only chaace, She
has on a full head of steam now.’ Say.
ing which he shut off the steam and put
ou the brake. We were out of sight in
lesa time than it takes to tell it.
How the telegraph poles flew by! The
rush of wind nearly swept us from the
The dust from the rails was picked
up and whirled in our eyes. Would the
car ride it out at sich speed? Would we
be able to jump into the sw amp! These
and many other thoughts rushed through
We were crouched at the very edge of
the car ready for the spring, when, just
before reaching the swamp, the car, from
swamp. I remember flying through space,
and then all was a blank.
“When I regained consciousness, the
“Tim Bailey, poor fellow, fared even
He was injured internally, and
lived but a few days,”"—[W. A. F., i»
Echo.
The following letter was published in
one of the well-known Philadelphia
weeklies in 1823:
“On Easter Monday, March 31, 1823,
at breakfast, boiled eggs being a part
thereof, my wife, on breaking one, dis-
covered a second therein. The first ap-
peared to be a perfect egg in every re-
spect, before and after being opened,
containing yolk and white in a perfect
state. The second or inside egg was
perfectly round, the egg matter, which
consisted of white only, being enclosed
in a strong membrane or skin, On open-
ing this seeond egg a third was found
inside thereof. This last egg was about
the size of a chipping sparrow’s egg (the
second being as large as that of the com.
mot quail) and had a covering similar to
that of a common egg. that is, it was
provided with a heavy white shell and
seemed to be as hard as a miniature ball
of ivory. ‘This last wonder was retained
and preserved for the inspection of the
curious, It may be seen at anytime at
our ian, sign of ‘Traveller's Rest.’
CM. McGrewssunan,”
ssn
Value of Nickel M
Nickel is a metal of more importance
than it used to be, since it has been dis-
covered that combined with steel it makes
the best and hardest armor for war shi
and these southern Oregon mines shoul
not have been allowed to pass into the
hands of an English syndicate, 5
nickel for the armor of the battle ships
now build at
cured
| TRE JOKERS’ BUDGET,
emia
| JESTS AND YARNS BY FUNNY MEN
OF THE PRESS,
AnUnsympathetic Judge —The Friends
~Handy to Have Around-—-An Appeal
to Destiny--Ete., Ete.
AN UNSYMPATHETIC JUDGE,
There 15 a man out 1n one of the Wes-
tern States who used to be an Alder-
man, Lately he became a Judge, and
after the usual temporary delay took his
seat upon the boy One day he had a
queer charaoter before him. The man
was a drunkard, and his bloated face
and ragged clothes excited mingled
contempt and compassion, The Judge
looked down upon him and heard his
case, Then, turning to the Clerk, he
said: “Drunk and disorderly; $2 and
costs,” :
The man looked up.
“But don’t you know me, Judge? I
voted for you when you ran for Alder-
man,”
The Judge turned to the
smiled,
“Habitual;
Budget.
lerk and
£3 and
costs,” —{ Boston
THE FRIENDS,
Miss
dear.
Holdover—You are in trouble,
Let me sympathize with you,
Miss Justout—You can’t possibly,
dear. I have had three proposals, and
must choose between them.—{ Puck.
HANDY TO HAVE AROUND,
She—You won't object to having my
dear mamuna live with us
married, will you?
He (a young physician)—Not at all,
In fact, she'll be most welcome,
“I'm so glad you feel that way.”
“Yes: you see she is always ailing,
on.’
AX APPEAL TO DESTINY.
dog which mur wife
you detested?
Kill frp
“Certainly not,
house with a grade crossing on one side
and an street railway on the
other." Boston Beacon.
liked so much and
ele trie
A POOR STUDEXT.
Little Boy—Phew!
just spring
Little Girl —You ought to be thankful
it's no worse, B'pose we lived in Arkan
sas: wouldn't that be awfull”
“Arkansas?! Why?!
“You better study your g'ography
lessons The g'ography says Arkan.
sas is famous for its hot springs." —{Good
News
SOCIAL PHILOSOPHY.
“Foster doesn't
fortune *’
‘“'M course
She hasn't
Herald.
not,
got a
Why should
cent, "—New York
WHERE TO BRGIN,
Mrs. Trotabout—I shall be off the
the Society for the Suppression of Nerve.
Racking Noise,
Mr T.- Good dear.
idea, my
Weekly.
A VALUABLE ACCOMPLISHMENT.
Boy—1s you Professor Knowall, th'
mind. reader?
Mind -Reader—Yes, my sop
“Say, what'll you take to teach me?”
“Teach you? Hum! What do you want
to learn mind-reading for?”
“So I can begin talkin® about
tired befure mamma starts to tellin’ me
to do semething.
*
ahead of me. "- {Good News,
A POPULAR DAY.
O1 all the days that form the week,
There's no more blithely ay day,
Nor one that | more fondly seek,
And welcome more, than pay day.
{New York Herald.
A MODERN PROPOSAL,
He (desperately)—Will you marry me?
me if I refuse?
He-~No, I mean to shake vou,
She--Oh! then I accept you.—{New
York Press,
OF A BANOGUINE DISPOSITION,
* You haven't repaid the $10 I lent
you a month ago. You promised to re.
pay it last week.”
“1 would have repaid you if I had had
the money.”
“Had you any expectation of being
able to repay me when you asked for the
loan 1”
* Certainly.”
“That is tosay you had provided for
its repayment 7
* Well, not exactly, but bless you, I'm
one of the most sanguine fellows in the
world," [New York Press,
AS A GENERAL THING,
“Give an instance of the crime called
man-slaughter.” said the teacher,
None of the pupils ventured a re.
sponse.
“If 1 should point a pistol carelessly
or in sport at a fellow-being and it should
go off and kill him,” suggested the teach-
er, "it wou'd bo—what 1
“Didn't know - it - was - loaded |” an.
swered the class with one voice, [Chi
sago Tribune,
MODEINY ARCHITECTURE,
Visitor—What is that heavy, gloomy
ooking building over there.
Resident—That is a theatre
pleasure resort,
Visitor— And what js that graceful,
airy, Gothic structure to the right?
tesident—That is the jail. [Chicago
Record. .
SYMPTOMS OF LOVE,
Young Wifo—Arthur, tou doa't love
me as you did formerly.
Husband What makes you think sof
Young WifeBe-nuse formerly, whoo.
ever » we quarrelled you nsed to say,
“Now I'll punish you by giving you a
hundred Kisses,” whereas now you say,
“1 punish yor by not giving youn sin:
gle kiss.” « Fliegende Wiewtas,
and
EXPLAINED AT LAST,
Mr. Fewmanners—How is it you are
80 bald and yet so young,
Mr, Shineypato—I'm not sure, but I
think my hair falling out had something
to do with it.—{Texas SBiftings,
QUIET FURNISHINOGS,
Mrs, Mioks (proudly showing her new
home)-—The f{ urnishings you see are not
st all ostentations. They are very
quiet,
Mrs. Winks (enviously)~-Yes, I notice
you have no piano,--[New York Weekly,
PROOY.
He—1 saw you on the avenue with
Cholly the other day,
She (indignantly)--You did nothing of
the kind. 1 don't even know him,
He~-Pardon me, but I saw you both,
He was just about a block behind you, ~~
[New York Herald,
TOO MODEST.
She (angrily)—Do you call yourself 8
gentleman?
He (not sober)—Excuse me, I'm no
egotist.—| Chicago Free Press,
AN ACADEMIC UPHEAYAL.
only
think
Young Collegian—If
H © A
much as they
people
they
Vassar Graduate (wickedly)—Why,
then the undergraduates would be deliv-
A HEASONABLE DOUBT.
‘Ah, Cholly, I shall come out in a
spring suit next week.”
‘Bot Checks, I suppose?”
“Oh, yes."
“Bank checks
[Chicago Record.
’
or pawn checks!”
NO DOUBT ABOUT HER CAPABILITY.
Mrs,
Newwife—Did you go to the |
Jack ?
Jack
Mrs,
Yes,
N.—Did they say she was capa
Jack ~ Yes, capable of
anything, — |
[ Boston Budget, i
AMORG FRIENDS,
Primus—When I said **it takes three
generations to make a gentieman™ did
that young Dingley think I was hitting |
at him {
Secundus — Oh, no. He said he
you were dreaming of the |
day when you might have a great grand.
ODDS AND
Miss Withers — I'll never marry.
Miss Prime—Don't say that. Some one
may leave you a fortune some day.--
f Life.
Aunt-—karl,
EXDSs,
come to see
Karl
~But, my dear auntie, could I come
You never
Nervous Employer—I don’t pay you
Office boy—That's all
I can’t whistle well coough to
right.
yet. —[ Street and
this tasteless
Mamma-—-Why
don't like
in water,
Percy—I
it is so nice that I can't haves
of sugar after it.—[Harper's
Because
lump
Little Beth (in the country)—Grand.
Grandpapa
Beth! Beth—Oh, there's
Aunt Priscilia—Elizabeth, Elizabeth;
your time over silly poetry
Bessy—But, aunt, dear,
Aunt Priscills
softening)—-Ah! What is the pastor's
Baid one: “The greatest misfortune
To which an actor replied:
“*No, sir; our greatest misfortune comes
in when we have to play the part of a
kingor an emperor on the stage, and go
bed without supper.” —{La Marg-
herita,
Medicine Vender (at Mrs, Wayback's
door)—] am imtroducing Dr. Cureton’s
nature,
one,
Only 50 cents a bottle. Try
madam? Mrs. Wayback —1
don't hev no faith in yer
new fangled remedies. I've done
buried three men and thirteen childers in
my time, an’ the'r good old yarbs air
plenty good enough for me. {Brooklyn
sife,
When people long for a “‘congenial
soul” they mean that they want some
one who gives them the impression
that they are pretty smart.—{Atohison
Globe,
Spudkins, who had been refused by
eleven girls, says he thinks of becoming
a photographer because he is 80 success.
ful in producing negatives. —| Philadel.
phia Record,
The Generals of Our Army.
In our army there are only two grades
of Generals, Brigadier-General and
Major-General. For twenty years and
more before 1888 we had four grades,
the two named and also Lieutenant.
General and General. With us at pres.
ent the two grades differ principally in
pay: but in time of war they imply dif.
ferent commands, and with us during
the Civil War they did so. A Brigadier.
General has the lowest rank of general
officers; he commands a brigade of two
or more regiments, Two or more bri.
godes with artillery com a division,
which is commanded by a Major-General ;
two or more divisions, with artillery and
cavalry, form a corps, which should be
commanded by a Lieutenant General;
and corps united be commanded by a
General, During a great part of our
Civil War, however, Major Generals
held Generals’ commands, Sherman, in
his march to the sea, was a Major
General, but had foar corps under him,
commanded also by Major-Gonersls and
Brigadier-Generals. Of course if we
had a war now, our Major-Generals
would receive higher commands at onoe
than our ferGenerals; but with
our nrmy scattered about so much, the
technical commands cannot be main.
: Courier. Yournal,
HANDLING A HERD OF CATTLE.
Skill snd Daring Required to Avert =
Stumpede on the Trail
The task of the drover and his as-
sistant cowboys in getting the herds
from the Southern ranches to the
Northern shipping points was one in-
volving both skill and daring, says an
article in Scribner's Magazine. The
daily programme was as regular as
that of a regiment on the march.
From morning until noon the cattle
were allowed to graze in the diree-
tion of their destination, watched by
the cowboys in relays. The cattle
were by this time uneasy, and were
turned into the trail and walked
steadily forward eight or ten miles,
when at early twilight they halted
for another graze. As darkness came
on they were gathered closer and
closer together into a compact mass
by the cowboys riding steadily in con-
stantly lessening circles around them
until at last the brutes lay down
chewing their cuds and resting from
the day's trip. Near midnight they
would usually get up, stand awhile,
and then lie down again, having
changed sides. At this time extra
Care Was necessary to keep them from
aimlessly wandering off in the dark-
ness. Sitting on their ponies or rid-
ing siowly round and round their re
clining charges, the cowboys passed
the night on sentinel duty, relieving
one another at stated hours.
When skies were clear and the air
bracing the task of cattle driving was
a pleasant and healthful one ut
there came rainy days, when the cat.
tie were restless and when it was
anything but enjoyable riding through
the steady downpour. Then especially
were the nights wearisome, and the
cattle were ready at any time to stam-
pede,
No one could what caused a
stampede any more than one can tell
the reason of the strange panics that
attack human gatherings at times.
A flash of lightning, a crackling
stick, a wolf's growl--little things in
themselves, but in a moment every
horned head was lifted, and the mass
of hair and horns, with flerce, fright-
ened eyes, gleaming like thousands
of emeralds, was off. Recklessly,
blindly, in whatever direction fancy
led them, they went over a bluff or
morass, it mattered not, and flees
were the horses that could keep
abreast of the leaders. jut some
could de iL, and, lashing their ponies
to their best gait, the cowboys fol-
lowed at breakneck speed. - Getting
on one side of the leaders, the effort
Was to turn them a little at first,
then more and more, until the cir
cumference of a great circle was being
described. The cattle behind blindly
followed, and soon the front and rear
joined and “milling” commenced. Like
a mighty mill stone, round and round
the bewildered creatures raced until
they were wearled out or recovered
from their fright,
But the cowboy, with his white,
wide-rimmed hat, his long leather
cattle whip, and bis clanking spur,
is now a thing of the past.
te lr
Tae girl who drops her eyes al.
ways picks them up again, bur the
novelist usually neglects to say so.
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