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IDES H. U1IL,
Boineraet, Pa.
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flli attend to all bualueaa eutruatrd i to tU
a." a srwl UJ adjoining couut-ea, .with
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turn!. All DuiuMa euiruated to lum WUl
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tier firvt Xalioual bank,
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lecdm hn prufcasional aervioea to the clU-
tymimtH aud vicinity, ofhoecoruer
ana fainol aireeu
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VOL. XLYni. NO. 20.
How To
Gain Flesh
Persons have been
W II l aV
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an ounce of SCOTTS EMUL
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Somehow the ounce nrodurr
the pound; it seems to start the
digestive machinery going prop
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to digest and absorb his ordinary
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lore, ana mat is trie way the gain
is made.
A certain amount of flesh is
necessary for health s if vou hav
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&cou's f taaisfon
Yon will find rt just as useful in sisruner
as in winter, and if you are thriving upon
it don't stop because the weather is warm,
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OLD-TIME HTJSZIITO BEES.
Memory onen Ukea an ouUng
From the pnent flowing show,
Kpreada her pinions and goes aooutlrux
To Uie acene of long ago.
Bark onto tbe fun and frolic
Of the ra nil porta and pla a,
Pleaaurea eliarnilngly bucolic
That were oura In younger daya.
And the very chief of ttaeao
Were tbe country busking beea.
On the old barn floor we'd gather,
Boya and giria and older folks
Heirti aa light aa downy feather,
Lips all ripe with ruUc Jokes.
Air Ju.t sparkling with our laughter
Aa the gay hours onward aped
Until every eobwebb-d rafter
In the shadowa overhead
Keemed to quiver and to ring
Aa a high-kt-yed fiddle string.
Now aud then tbe air was riven
With a about 'I'd wake the dead,
Telliug that the fates had given
Some glad cans an ear ot red.
Then would come the ktaalng struggle
'Mid the husks upon the floor.
After which the girl would anuggle
To him closer ttutn before.
Blushing to her finger tips
From tbe tlirlll born on her lips.
How the happy picture lingers
With us through the fleeting years.
Of the way tbe toil-scarred fingers
Hnatcbed tbe Jackets from the ears.
Of tbe (lashing lanterna hanging
'Round, and casting flicker o'er
Merry dancers who were banging
Dust from out the old barn floor,
Aa the fiddler Jerked but bow
Muacularly to aud fro.
. . . .
Every day I hear the singing
Of some dear old rural ode.
Melody of youth-days ringing
Through our mountainlund abode.
And my loving glances wander
To that happy wifely face
That I learned to love back yonder
In that far east country place.
She is all the world to me;
Found ber at a busking bee.
Denver Evening Post.
A LOST SOUL
"How now, UoraUo! you tremble and look
pale;
Is not th sscm thing more t nan fantasy?
What think yon ou'l ?' (Hamlet.
It was a chance remark, and one that
is often made concerning an intelligent
animal, but its effect upon uiy friend
Sidney Darrow was singular.
His shoulders twitched nervously,
and his hand went up to bis throat as
though something choked him.
I have a large English mastiff that I
call Wodau. A moment before he bad
left his accustomed place on tbe rug in
one corner of the room and had come
to my side to receive the caress which
at intervals through tbe day he seems
to find necessary to his happiness. As
I smoothed bis wrinkled forehead and
patted his soft, large ears, I observed
with what trustful affection bis great
eyes beamed upon me.
It was then that I remarked to Syd
ney Darrow, who sat near at band.
carelessly watching us through the
smoke of his pipe:
"Does it not seem to you sometimes
that Wodan has a very human look?"
And my friend made answer with
tbe peculiar motions which I have des
cribed.
Wodan left my side and walked
slowly back to his rug. Darrow atch
ed his movements with half closed
eyes, his band still clutching his throat
When tbe dog bad lain down, my
friend turned bis gaze upon me.
"Don't don't ever say that about
Wodan again! It will make me hate
him."
He was plainly much stirred, and
the seriousness of bis appeal was not to
be doubted.
Presently, before I was ready to make
any reply, be separated tbe heavy
beard that covered his chin and neck,
disclosing a deep, zigzag scar.
"See here," he said, "I never showed
you this."
"What made it a burn?"
"No. Let me tell you the story."
There was a period of my life, some
years ago, that I spent on my uncle's
ranch near Ban Juan Capistrano. At
that time the raising of sheep was one
of tbe chief industries of Southern Cal
ifornia, and much of the land in our
vicinity was devoted to pasturage.
About half a mile from my uncle's
house, in a lonely canyon, stood tbe
but of a herder built of adobe, repuls
ive without, cheerless within, grim and
squalid, yet in every way so well suited
to its solitary inhabitant that one might
think he had constructed it about him
self, as tbe nautilus does his sbeiL He
was a tall, hard-visaged Basque, with
a great, shaggy, black beard, haggard
features, and eyes that you could not
look into without a shudder. Do you
understand what I mean? He was one
of those wild beasts of men whose faces
seen but once live always in your mem
ory, and when sleep will not come,
they show themselves bodiless masks
as tbey are through your tightly-clos
ed eyelids.
Tbe trail of the canyon passed with
in a few yards of tbe but, and my du
ties I assisted my uncle in tbe man
ra nt of the ranch frequently led
me in that direction. When not away
on tbe hillside with bis flock of sheep,
the herder usually stood or squatted
motionless in front of bis hovel. A few
feet away from him crouched his dog.
To 3 pair, man and beast, stared at me
from tbe moment I came in sight until
I passed among tbe live oaks beyond,
making no movement, save a slow
turning of tbe head, and offering no
response to my salutation. At last I
came to pass them in silence, but never
without a vague sense of dread.
I learned from tbe men on my un
cle's ranch that the Basque was consid
ered queer, or, as tbey expressed it,
locoed." Tbey said be was in the
babit of talking to bis dog as though
it were a man, and that even his hallow
countrymen avoided him.
Crazy be may have been; a drunk
ard be certainly was. At frequent In
tervals be appeared in tbe town with a
large, black demfjobn, which he car
ried away filled with liquor of tbe sort
that makes maniacs.
One afternoon as I came down the
canyon I beard tbe yelping of a dog,
and, approaching tbe butof the Basque,
I beheld a sight that filled me with an
ger and distress.
Tbe fellow bad bung up the dog Dy
tbe bind legs against tbe side of tbe
bouse, and was beating him with a
stick.
I did not stop to think much of coo-
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sequences. I did as you, or any man
who has ever known a dog, would have
done. I jumped from the saddle, and.
drawing my knife as I ran, cut the an-
imal down. Tbeu I turned and faced
tbe Basque.
I suppose he thought I was armed
which I was not for he did not take
up the gage of battle, but stared at me
fiercely out of bloodshot eyes. The dog
hobbled away to a short distance, shock
off the reata with which its legs were
ensnarled, and, crouching low, watch
ed us.
"Come," I said in Spanish, "why
should you kill your dog? You have
drunk too much aguardiente. To-mor
row you will be glad that I saved his
life."
He emitted a strange sound through
bis teeth and lips. It was very much
like the snarl of a wolf.
"If you do not care for the dog, will
you sell him?" I asked.
"No," be replied with an oath. "I
will not sell him. I mean to kill him."
"Very well," I said. If you wish to
take the animal's life, shoot him, but
you shall not beat him to death."
Tbe Basque turned toward tbe hut,
muttering imprecations alternately
against tbe dog and myself. When he
came to the door be called to the dog:
"Deuionio! Come here!"
Tbe animal eyed him, but did not
move. Then tbe herder disappeared
from view in the dark interior of tbe
hoveL
I remounted aud continued on my
way down the trail. I had gone about
a hundred yards, when suddenly there
was a crashing in the chaparral be
hind, and I wheeled hastily around to
discover the dog: He bad followed, ev
idently for the purpose of making my
acquaintance, and to thack me for the
rescue,
I called to him and patted the side of
my saddle, meaning that he should
come where I might touch him. He
started to obey, but as be approached
nearer my horse gave a violent snort
and began to shy away from him. The
act surprised me not a little, for the an
imal was a stolid old bronco that rarely
started at anything, least of all at a
dog. The dog stopped his advance and
watched us, while I struggled to bring
the horse nearer to him and to calm his
very evident terror. But my efforts
were unavailing, though I used my
whip and spur and threw all my
strength on tbe bridle. Tbe horse
would not allow tbe dog to touch bim.
For some stracge cause he even trem
bled in bis presence. At last I gave up
the undertaking and examined the
Basque's companion from a little dis
tance. He was considerably larger than tbe
average collie. I imagine that he must
have had some Newfoundland, or, per
haps, St. Bernard blood tbe sheep
dogs of California are rarely of pure
breed. His hair was short, curly, and
black as night He squatted on his
haunches and looked steadily at me
during all the time that I was occupied
in making this survey, and when, at
last, I spoke to him, he lifted his ears
a little, but made do other movement
"Demon !" I said; "is that your
name Demonio?"
At first I thought that the name had
been given bim because be was dark
iu color, as tbe popular belief paints an
evil spirit But a moment later, when
my eyes rested upon his, I saw or, per
haps, I should say I felt that there
might be some further reason. I scarce
ly know bow to describe tbe effect that
his steady gaze produced upon me. It
was at first merely an impression that
this dog was different from any of his
species that I had ever known before
then a conviction that something was
wrong and, lastly, an uncontrollable
terror. These sensations followed one
another in quick succession almost in
a flash; and without stopping to ask
myself any questions, I gave my horse
free rein, and we went plunging bead
long down the trail.
Once again in tbe open plain, I tried
to deceive myself into thinking that my
terror had been only apprehension lest
t le Basque should come upon me from
bbind. Tbe rapid descent of tbe twi
light and the peculiar behavior of the
hirse bad, I assured myself, served to
heighten the effect of this dread.
A few days later, when I passed the
hut, tbe herder and his dog, In their
u-iual attitudes, stared at me, sullen and
silent I looked closely at the dog's
faoe, but could see nothing beyond
keen animal intelligence.
Several months passed..
One morning, as I went out toward
the corral, one of the men employed
on the ranch came to me and said:
"I believe that something has hap
pened to that crazy Basque sheep herd
er. His dog came here last night and
would not go away."
"What, Demon?" I said, and as I
spoke tbe animal came running up. I
patted bis bead and talked to bim, but
he jumped about uneasily, as though
be were anxious to be gone.
I suggested to tbe man that we should
ride to tbe canyon, and mounting, we
followed the dog out into the road. He
ran along several rods in advance of us,
looking back occasionally to make sure
that we were coming. When tbe can
yon was reached, his pace slackened,
and some distance from tbe hut be stop
ped and fell in behind us.
"He dreads a beating," said I.
From tbe trail we called to tbe hut,
and receiving no answer, we rode to
the door and looked in.
There lay tbe Basque In tbe middle
of tbe floor, bis arms outstretched, and
his head thrown back dead.
An uncared-for corpse is always a dis
agreeable object to look upon, but some
thing had happened to this one that
rendered it impossible for me to give it
more than one quick glance. I hastily
turned my horse's bead away, and rode
over toward tbe spot where the dog
was crouching. The man, more reso
lute than I, dismounted and went into
the hut When he came out again he
said:
"I covered it over with one of those
sheepskins, so it wouldn't scare any one
else. Ilia bottle was lying near him,
aud I guess he must have drunk him
self to death. That was probably done
by coyotes, or may be by a mountain
lion."
We rode to town, where we gave no
tice to the authorities of the man's
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death, and also to several of his coun
trymen. In talking with one of the
latter I asked what disposition would
be made of tbe dead man's sheep and
of his dog.
"Tbe sheep," answered the man,
"were not his; he had sold them. As
to the dog, nobody wants the brute."
"Why not?"
The man shrugged his shoulders and
looked askance at Demon, who had fol
lowed me.
"Very well," I said; "then I will
take him."
No objection was made, and Demon
passed Into my possession.
My uncle bad several hundred sheep,
which were tended by an old native
California and his son. I took Demon
to them and offered bis services in tbe
care of tbe flock. ; To my surprise tbey
refused. I urged the matter, and finally
demanded tbe ground of their opposi
tion. At last the old man said:
"He looks like a sheep killer."
This accounted for tbe refusal of the
Basque shepherds to take the dog;
they too, suspected him. Knowing how
prone such men were to superstitious
prejudices, I would not allow the ani
mal to be condemned without cause.
"Do you know that he kills sheep?"
I asked the old man.
He shook his head. Then I asked if
any one had ever seen the dog prowl
ing around at night or behaving in a
suspicious manner. Again be shook
his head.
"It is all nonsense," I said, finding
myself fairly forced into the position of
the dog's defender.
"Now, I tell you." said the old shep
herd, "I know that dog. I think him
a bad dog. I will show - you some
thing." He went into bis hut and brought out
two half-grown puppies lively, wrig
gling little fellows and put them down
on tbe ground before Demon.
"You see," be said, "puppies always
try to play with strange dogs never
afraid of them. Look! I told you be
is a bad dog."
Tbe infants waddled up to Demon,
who approached them, wagging his tall
good-naturedly. The instant tbey got a
good view of bis face they whirled about
and went off ki-yl iug at a great rate of
speed.
Tbe performance struck me as amus
ing, and I laughed, but the old shep
herd looked very grave.
"A bad dog," he reiterated, slowly,
"very bad."
Well, I said, "I will take bim my
self, since you will not But if I ever
learn" here I instinctively looked
down into the dog's face as though
speakiug to him "if I ever learn that
he has killed a sheep I shall have bim
shot"
The dog's eyes looked up into mine
with a keen, intelligent gaze, and I
could not resist the belief tbat he had
understood.
It is not improbable tbat my preju
dice against the animal was even stron
ger than tbat of the shepherds; but, as
I was an educated, reasoning man,
proud of my freedom from every form
of superstition, how could I bring my
self to countenance such irrational fan
cies? On the contrary, my duty seem
ed to lie in the opposite course to defy
this prejudice and to protect and defend
the object at which it was leveled. Be
sides, I had come to feel a powerful cu
riosity with regard to this creature
which, though apparently inoffensive,
was so generally bated and feared.
What was it that inspired all other an
imals with such distrust of bim ? Not
my horse alone, but every quadruped on
tbe place manifested a very evident un
willingness to have him about The
other dogs would not associate with
bim. Yet be was never quarrelsome or
ill-tempered.
One thing be did wbicb, though not
a serious fault, was often annoying. He
hada babit of watching closely every
motion of tbe person nearest bim usu
ally myself. Sometimes I almost im
agined tbat I could feel bis eyes when
I did not see them his gaze was so con
stant and intense. This habit, I thought
to myself, was acquired during his life
with tbe biutal Basque, who might be
expected at any moment to inflict some
undeserved blow upon bim. Despite
this explanation, there were times when
we were alone together, and I looked
up to find him watching me that I felt
an unreasoning dread.
Demon had been in my possession
several weeks when all at once I began
to bear complaints about the killing of
sheep. Every morning a fresh victim
was found dead now of one flock and
now of another, yet all within a limited
range. Tbey were all mutilated in tne
same way, and the work was plainly
tbat of a dog practiced in sheep killing.
As I had expected, suspicion immedi
ately fell upon Demon; and one morn
ing when I came out of the bouse I
found a couple of herders waiting to
see me.
They had no evidence agaiust tbe
dog, yet they demanded that be should
be put to death. Tbe injustice of it
roused my indignation, and, calling
Demon to me, I said:
"I want you to look at him. You say
that a sheep was killed last night
Where is there any sign of blood about
bis jaws?"
One of them examined Demon's
mouth, but found no mark of tbe
slaughter. The other said:
"That does not prove anything. A
regular sheep-killer does not spill much
blood, and sometimes he learns to wash
it all off."
This sounded improbable to me, but
I did not argue the matter.
"Very well,1' I said. "To-night De
mon shall be shut up in tbe corral, and
if a sheep is killed we will know that
he is not the guilty dog."
Tbey shook their beads. "He will
find some way to get out of tbe corral,"
said one of tbvm.
"Then he shall sleep in my room with
me," I said; "and the door and blinds
shall be closed. Does tbat suit you ?"
This arrangement seemed to satisfy
them, and tbey went away.
That night I took Demon to my room,
and gave him a mat in tbe corner for a
bed. His only possible means of escape
was by tbe door or by tbe window. I
locked tbe door, and drew the blind of
the window shut and hooked it in
place. Then I went to bed, and almost
Immediately Ml asleep.
In the morning when I woke. Demon
lay upon his mat apparently In sound
slumber. I began to dress. When I
was nearly done my uncle rapped on
the door.
"Have you Demon lu there?" he call
ed out
"Yes," I answered, opening the door.
He exhibited much surprise. "An
other sheep was killed last night," he
said.
"Well," I replied, "that merely
proves what I have said that Demon
is innocent"
"Yes, of course," said my uncle, look
ing doubtfully at the dog. He went to
the window and inspected the fasten
ing. "Impossible!" he said.
"For him to open it?" I asked; "of
course."
My uncle threw the blind back, and
pointed significantly at tbe flower bed
below. Tbe plants bad been crushed
down and the earth displaced, and
round about were numerous dog tracks.
"That was not there yesterday," he
said.
My room was on the ground floor,
and from the window to tbe earth was
only two or three feet. Had the bliud
been open tbe dog niifjht easily have
climbed out and in agaiu, but it bad
been locked all night I turned and
looked at Demon. He was watching
us stealthily, with the expression in his
eyes that I knew and dreaded.
My uncle made another examination
of the fastening of the blind. At last
he said: "I am convinced that tbe sheep
killer is not Demon. There Is no dog
in existeuce tbat could manipulate tbat
crooked book to open tbe bliud. Those
footprints were left there by some stray
animal.
Tbe conviction seemed inevitable,
and I agreed with him. At the same
time I was resolved to try tbe experi
ment again, and watch tbe dog more
carefully.
Tbat night I shut Demon In as be
fore and closed and fastened tbe door
and blind. There was a full moon,
which made tbe landscape bright as
day without, and it owurred to me just
as I was about to put out my lamp tbat
I could throw open the upper section of
the blind and admit tbe light It fell
in a broad, wbite square directly acmes
the mat where the dog lay, and after I
got into bed I found that I could watch
bim easily without turning my head
upon the pillow.
Then I discovered that he was watch
ing me. There was nothing unusual
about tbat only bis eyes were strange
ly bright
I tossed about in tbe bed for a time,
but he never moved.
At last I determined to deceive him
into the belief tbat I was asleep. I
closed my eyes, and presently, by a
careless movement, drew the lace edge
of the pillow-slip across my face. Thus
I could watch him and yet conceal tbe
fact that my eyes were open.
When I bad lain in this position mo
tionless for perhaps ten minutes, De
mon suddenly lifted his bead and turn
ed it on one side. Plainly be was lis
teningfor what, I could not imagine.
He put his head down, and for another
ten minutes did not move. Then grad
ually and noiselessly he rose to his feet
and came toward the bed. A little dis
tance away be stopped and listened
again. Evidently be did not bear what
be bad expected, for, after standing a
moment, be returned to his corner abd
lay down.
Suddenly I found the explanation of
his strange conduct He had listened
to my breathing that he might deter
mine if I slept
Resolved to deceive him if possible,
I began slowly to lengthen my respira
tion and to expel it with more sound
and force. At the end of a few min
utes I saw tbat I was succeeding in my
design. A second time be rose with
perfect stillness and came to the bed.
His face wore an expression of devilish
cunning, so utterly foreign to his cus
tomary mien, that under other circum
stances I should have failed to recog
nize bim. A swift flash of satisfaction
in his eye showed tbat he thought rre
asleep, and he turned to the window
to make bis escape.
His motions were slow and cautioup,
reminding me of a cat rather than a
dog. I bad expected him to make
some slight noise in unhooking the
blind, for I doubt if I myself, witb my
life in hazard, could have accomplish
ed it inaudibly. But there was no
sound to be heard in the room except
that of my own slow, steady respiia
lion. I think it must have taken him five
minutes to draw the hook. Then tbe
blind was swung back quietly inch by
inch, and bis way was clear.
He stood for a moment with his fore-
paws upon the window till and looked
back at me. As he did so I felt again
the same strange impression of terror
that bad overwhelmed me the first
time my eyes bad met his in
that lonely canyon. For an instant I
held my breath, and bad he continued
to look, be must have discovered tbat
I was not asleep. But now wftb a sud
den yet noiseless leap he went out if
the window.
It was several -minutes before I ven
tured to move. At last I rose and went
to the window. Far away, where the
moonlight fell upon tbe sideof the hill.
I could see a small piece of darkness
scudding swiftly along. It was Demon
on his way to the sheep pastures.
I scarcely know what impulse sent
me, but I went to the closet in my
room, took down a large navy revolver.
and when I got back into my bed slip
ped it underneath my pillow. I did
not then, and I will not now, confess
to any real fear of the dog that is to
say, physical fear. There was dread
a vague, indistinct horror at some
thing unexplainable tbat I seemed to
see in his eyes. But had I really fear
ed him I should have closed the blind.
rendering bis return impossible.
I lay still and watched for an hour.
The nearest flocks, I knew, could be
reached in a few minutes, and his re
turn might be expected at any time.
I drew tbe lace over my eyes again,
and listened for tbe sound tbat should
indicate bis approach.
Suddenly a great black head appear
ed at tbe window without the warn
ing of a footfall materialized, as it
seemed, out of the darkness of tla
T?7
night In it two round, red lights
gleamed like coals of fire. The moon
shone clear and full on his face, and I
conld plainly see the blood and foam
with which his jaws were covered.
He climbed slowly into the room.
Then, with an ingenuity that was even
more than human, he drew the blind
shut noiselessly and fastened it in
place.
He gave one quick glance at me, and
went over to his corner. Through the
network of tbe lace I watched him,
while he licked the blood stains from
his feet and washed his face and neck,
with the motions and attitude of a cat
I grew faint with the horror of it all,
and at last forgot the part which I was
playing and ceased to counterfeit the
respiration of one who sleeps. Eveu
when Demon suddenly started up,
looked at me and listened, I did not
notice my mistake.
Then he came nearer to the bed a
few feet away and glared at me out of
those terrible eyes.
Tbat was tbe moment in which I
saw the thing and understood it all.
You will not believe it I don't ask
that you should but I saw through
that creature's eyes down into the lot
human soul that occupied its body.
It was the soul ofa murderer the de
stroyer of the drunken Basque in bis
lonely hovel, the slayer of the sheep
now, at last, throwing off all dUguise.
With a strange, half animal and half
human cry tbe thing sprang at my
throat I threw up my hand and it
missed its aim, the teeth closing only
ontheskin. The next instant I tired
the revolver, and it rolled over dead.
The wound was not seriou, but it
left tbat ugly looking scar. There is
another scar tbat tbe experience left,
which is probably much larger if one
could stje it I mean on my memory. 1
(Charles D wight Willard, in The
Argonaut
Eeed and Culberson..
There is one man in Washington for
whom Tom Reed has a wholesome re
gard. That person is Judge David B.
Culberson, who was formerly a mem
ber of Congress, and who is now engag
ed upon some legal commission here.
When Reed first entered Congress he
was upon his own application placed
upon the Judiciary Committee. Jude
Culberson was chairman of the com
mittee. "I thought I'd get gay one day,"
said Mr. Reed in telling the story, "and
I began to expound some law to tbe
committee. Then Culberson lighted
.if me. He told me more law in tbir
Minutes than I bad learned in thirty
s and I resolved then and there
n-. r to get gay any more when Cul
beraon was around."
Judge Culberson was a deep thinker.
He is regarded by all his colleagues as
one of the most profound men whoever
sat in Congress. He is, however, en
tirely oblivious to his personal appear
ance. He rather shuttles along the
street with his head well down Into bis
shoulders, and bis grizzled hair un
kempt This was much a picture of
him as be walked along the aisle In the
Grand Opera House on evening.
Speaker Reed and his wife were in a
box.
"Who is that fierce-looking man?"
she asked. Reed turned and saw Cul
berson. "Why," said be, "that's Judge Cul
berson the greatest lawyer In Con
gress." "I declare," said she; "he doesn't
look it"
"He doesn't carry his brains on the
outside," drawled the Speaker. Cleve
land Plain Dealer.
Expressive Americanism.
"When I go over to the old country I
am going to get a lot of clothes to bring
back with me," said a well-known
Windsorite, who went abroad recently.
"Oh," said his hearer, "if that is the
ctse, I have a brother who is a tailor
in London, and I will give you a letter
of introduction, and write him telling
him to use you right"
In course of time the traveler step
ped into tbe tailor shop In London and
presented his letter of introduction,
lie got a warm handshake from the
tailor, who said he had received a letter
from bis brother telling of the travel
er's expected arrival, but could not un
derstand part of tbe letter. The letter,
when produced, read:
"Dear Brother: The bearer, Mr. ,
is from our place and wishes to get a
lot of clothes in London. He has all
sorts of money. Soak him. Yours
affectionately."
Tbe part of tbe letter tbat could not
be understood was tbe concluding
phrase. The traveler, of course, un
derstood the Americanism, but manag
ed to keep bis face straight while be
gave it a favorable construction. He
saved tbe laugh until he could have it
on bis American friend. Chicago I ntr
Ocean.
Chronic Nasal Catarrh, poisons eveiy
breath that is drawn into the lungs.
There Is procurable from any druggist
tbe remedy for tbe cure of this trouble,
A small quantity of Ely's Cream Balm
Dlaced into tbe nostrils spread over an
inflamed and angry surface, relieving
immediately tbe painful inflammation,
cleanses, heals and cures. A cold in
the bead vanishes immediately. Sold
by druzKiata or will be mailed for CO
cents by Ely Brothers, 06 Warren
St, N. Y.
To brighten and clean windows, put
a teacupful of ammonia to every pail
ful of tepid water, wash well with a
sponge or soft rag, then dry with a
clean cloth, and polish with a leather
or au old silk handkerchief.
"I believe," writes IX C. Robinson,
Tlro.O , "that W heeler's Nerve Vital
izcr is tbe greatest medicine on earth
for nervous troubles. I know whereof
1 speak for it cured me when tbe doc
tors failed." For sale at Uarman's
Drugstore, Berlin, Pa, and Mountain
& Son's Drug Store, Confluence, Pa.
The fellow who begins by lending an
ear to blandishment is apt to end by
lotting bis bead completely.
Cures croup, sore throat, pulmonary
troubles. Monarch over pain of every
sort Dr. Thomas' Eclectric OIL
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WHOLE NO. 2517a
A Kentucky Story.
Lexington has a citizen who must be
trying to beat the record of Baron Mun
chausen as a prevaricator. His name
is Jerome B. Frazier, and here is a
sample of bis soaring fancy taken from
the Lexington Argouaut:
"I am very fond of domestic animals
and fowls, aud the possessor of a fine,
intelligent fx terrier, who answers to
the name of Fanuy. I attended a sale
some mouths ago and bought a Poland
duck. I brought her home and put her
among the other poultry in tbe yard.
In a few weeks I noticed that Fanny
and MLs' Poland were on good terms
with eaoh other, and in a few weeks
they were inseparable. Finally Miss
Poland thought she had loafed long
enough and went on sitting. Fanny
made reguUr visits to her and seemed
to take great interest in the proceeding.
The duck rarely left the nest After
sitting for about a week she sickened
and died. Fanny seemed almost heart
broken over the untimely death of her
friend. Tne eveuiug of her death
I missed Fanny from her accustomed
plai iu the yard and hgan a search
or her. I found her in the duck's
nest with the eggs underneath her.
Tue next morning I visited the pouttry
bou- and found Fatiny still covering
the egg-4. I concluded not to disturb
her, but await results. This continual
for some weeks, and at the end of the
usual time allowed for incubation I
found that six lively ducks had become
citizens of the poultry yard. Fanny
seemed proud of her success as an in
cubator. The little ducks followed her
a 1 J seemed to know no difference be
tween Fanny and a barnyard fowl.
Tbe strangest part of this story remains
to be told. Fanny Is a remakable rat-
t r, and these little ducks developed
into tbe finest rat killers I ever saw.
I am willing to match these six ducks
against six terriers for from f 1(X) to $1,
0X) a side in a rat-killing contest, and
I will win the match."
Birds that Crack Hats.
There is a wouderful cockatoo in one
of the islands of tbe Iudian Ocean,
near New Guinea. It is as large as a
full grown pheasant, and it is of a jet
black color. The bird is remarkable
for i s immensely strong bill and tbe
clever manner in which it is med. The
bill is as hard as steel, and the upper
part has a deep notch in it
Now, the favorite food of this cock
atoo is tbe kernel of tbe canary nut;
but there is wonderful ingenuity re
quired to get at it, for the nut Is some
thing like a Brazil nut, but it is ten
times as hard. It fact, it requires the
blow of a heavy hammer to crack it
It is quite smooth aud somewhat trian
gular in shape.
The cockatoo might throw the nut
down, but it would not break; or it
might hold it in its claws like parrots
usually do with their food, and attempt
to crush it, but tbe smoothness of the
nut would cause it to fly out of the
beak. Nature appears to have given
the possessor of the wonderfull bill
some intelligence to direct its powers,
for the co2katoo takes one of the nuts
edgewise in its bill and by a carving
motion of the sharp lower beak makes
a small notch on it This done, the
bird takes hold of the nut with its
claws and biting off a pieee of leaf, re
tains it in the deep notch on the upper
part of tbe bill. Then the nut is seized
between the upper and lower parts of
the bill and prevented from slipping
by the peculiar texture of tbe leaf. A
sharp nip or two in the notch breaks
off a tiny piece of the shell of the nut
Tbe bird then seizes the nut in its
claws and pokes the long, sharp point
of its bill into the bole, and picks out
the kernel bit by bit
The cockatoo has a very long tongue,
which collects each morsel as it is
broken off by the bill.
This is a wonderful process, for it is
quite clear that without the leaf noth-
iug could be done, and it proves bow
certain structures in birds are made to
destroy certain parts of plants.
No one would ever be bothered with
onstlpatlou if everyone knew how
naturally and quickly Burdock Blood
Bitters regulates the stomach and
bowels.
Hen That Goes Ratting.
Mr. John Hamilton, of Wilmington,
according to tbe Morning News, has a
Plymouth R kx hen which Is fast ac
quiring a reputation as a rat-killer.
Some weeks ago one of the men about
the stable found a nest of young rats,
and after killing them threw them into
the yard, where presently it was no
ticed that this particular hen was eat
lug one of them, apparently with great
reluih.
After that she was standing under a
manger beside a rat-hole. She would
remain there for hours. Some of the
men thought she was "broody," but
one of tbem declared tbat she was
watching for rats. The idea seemed
ridiculous, but it turned out to be true.
A while afterward Mr. Hamilton one
day heard a great squawking in the
stable, and on going out to see what
wii the matter, found the hen holding
in her beak by oue of its bind legs a
live rat, about one-third grown. Sme
of the other hens seemed to be trying
to get the rat away from ber, but she
ran off with it, all the while shaking
her had violently from side to side to
keep the fquirming rat from biting
her.
Finally, sime of the farm hands
drove the othr heus awsy, and the
Plymouth Rock, left to herself, put
down the rat, and when It tried to get
away, pounced upon It, and with blows
of her beak a xn killed it
'Deeds are Froi:?,
Words are but leaves." It U not what
we say, but what Hood's Sarsaparilla
does that tells the story. Tbe many
wonderful cures effected by this medi
cine are the fruits by which it should
be Judged. These prove it to be the
great, nnequaled remedy for dyspep
sia, rheumatism, scrofula, salt rheum,
catarrh and all other ailments due to
Imps re or impoverished blood.
H od's Pills are non irrltatlog, mild,
effective.
ORE AT SALT L1KS DRTIH3 TJP
Irrigation Using TJp the Waters tha
Supply it.
From the Chicago Tribune.
Before another century nears its end
the Great Salt Lake, the mysterious,
tidelese inland sea, cradled four thou
sand feet above the level of oceans,
may have disappeared into the air.
For three decades its shore line steadi
ly has been contracting, its depth con
tinually growing less, until to-day its
ultimate destiny is written so legibly
that none deny the approach. The
declaration that the waters are being
wafted into the atmosphere is no figure
of speech. Evaporation is the foe
which in certain course of timy, under
prevailing conditions, is going to trans
form the vaet expanse of water into a
huge salt plain.
Ages ago, thousands of years, tbe
geologists say, Great Salt Lake, then a
a sea covering the greater part, possi
bly the whole, of the great basin, be
gan to subside, but strangely enough,
the agency which now is hastening its
disappearance is distinctly of human
origin. Of more astonishing purport
still, the Mormons, who made the val
ley of the Jordan widen from a nar
row strip of green to miles on miles of
fields of unexpected fertility, are them
selves the people who have sacrificed
tbe lake. Tbat they may exist, that
their rich tracts may continue to bear,
they deliberately are cutting off the
source of fresh water supply of the
mountain sea. Stagnant and helpless,
the lake is coming to lie at the com
plete mercy of a pitiless sun.
Not many years ago geographers and
descriptive writers took a fancy to ex
pressing the belief that the Great Salt
Lake was fed not aloue by tbe four
rivers which empty into it, but by
hidden springs at its bottom. As long
as no one took the trouble to question
the assertions they were accepted as
facts, and by many persons are still
credited. If there were springs at In
tervals along the bed of the lake it
would not matter so much whether the
rivers continued to pour their contents
into the basin, but no springs exist
They were called into the pages of
text-books and into the accounts of
travellers to explain why the lake is so
exceptionally salt It sounded much
better to say that nature, by one of its
freak, had opened up the crust of tbe
earth at this point and sent volumes of
briny water bubbling forth, something
after the style of geyser and sulphur
springs, than to make the simple state
ment that the saltness, as with the
ocean, was due to the process or evapo
ration on a boJy t water lackiDg a
drainage outlet, aal that its ex
cess was the consequence of alti
tude. Plainly euouirh, if the I a flowing
water be diverted to other uses before
it reaches tbe lake, there will come a
day when the salt deposit which is the
result of the long continued warfare be
tween sun and water, will stand ex
posed, its blanket gone.
The Mormons, more, perhaps, than
any class or settlers in and districts
of North America, have mastered tl e
science of irrigation. They have been
studying and experimenting for over
half a century. In all the time since
they entered their promised laud they
have labored with the end of making a
little water do the most possible good.
Uufortuuately for the Great Salt
Lake, the lessons in economy in the
usage of irrigation rivulets have not
served to keep pace with the increase
in population and the consequent neces
sity of the continued reclamation of
arid land. All the water for the irri
gation of the Jordau Valley the Great
Salt Lake stake of the Mormon Church,
as it is denominated must come from
the rivers which feed the lake. Tbey
are the Jordan itself, connecting the
fresh water of Utah Lake with the
larger body; Weber River, which has
IU sources in the foothills of the Uiu
Uh Mountains and fl iws northward,
winding close to Ogden before it emp
ties into the lake; Ogden River, a small
er stream, which parallels the Weber
for the latter half of the journey, and
the B ;ar River, which drains the Great
Bear Lake at the north.
The Bear River U subj-jct to irriga
tion demands of the Geutiles as well
as the Mormjns, siuce more of its
course is through Idaho than Utah,
but the Weber and the Jordan are
wholly within the Mormon sphere of
agricultural influence. While the Gen
tiles divide the city populations of
Utah with tbe Mormons, they do not
compete with them iu the farming
districts. They own the mines in the
mountains, but these need no water for
Irrigation. Hence it is that the Mor
mons have themselves to thank for the
lake's recession.
It has come to pass that at the dryest
seasons of the year the Weber dis
charges but a tiny streamlet into the
lake. The Jordan and the Bear both
drain lakes, which in turn are fed by
mountain streams; hence their flows
are larger than tbat of the Weber,
through insignificant iu comparison
t what they once were or what they
would be again should irrigation ca
nals and ditches cease to claim their
contents.
It would seem at first thought that
the fate of Utah Lake would be identi
cal with that of the Great Salt Lake.
The Federal Government Indeed, was
seized over ten years ago with the fear
that the lesser body soon would be
dried up, though no concern was ex
pressed for tne possible effect upon tbe
saline reservoir it kept filling.
When the Great Salt Lake Is gone it
will be missed as a wonder and as a
salt factory for little else. Its waters
destroy vegetatiou instead of nourish
ing it Should the fresh waters of
Utah Lake, however, be evaporated or
disappear into the earth, thousands of
square miles would cease to be habita
ble. What it Slight Have Co3t
"In a certain town in Vermont,"
said tbe Boston drummer ss be chew
ed away at a pepsin tablet, "I picked
up a wallet containing $'J0 in cash.
There were papers bearing the owner's
nirue, and he proved to be the mayor
of the town. I at ouce bunted bim up
and banded over his lost cosh, and ad
he received it be looked me over and
scratched the back of bis bead aud
said:
"I shall reward you, of course. How
much do you think you ought to have?"
"Nothing whatever, sir. I am glad
to restore your property."
"But you expect something ?"
"No, sir."
"Didn't look for me to give you a
cent?"
"Not a red."
"It don't seem possible," he went on
as he looked me over again, "but I'll
have to take you at your word. Dj
you know what it might have cost m,
sir, had any one el e found this wallet?"
"I can't say, of course."
"I'd have had to hand over at least
10 cents, sir, and they might have
struck for 15 or 25." Ohio State Jaur.
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