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TIONESTA, PA., SEPTEMBER 18, 1878. $2 PER ANNUM. i X '4 Endcnror, A moaning cry, as the world rollby Through gloom oouds and glory of sky, Rings in my earatjrever; And 1 know not what it profits a man To plough and now, to gtndy and plan, And reap (ho harvest never. "Abide in Irntb, abide," Kp&ke a low voice at my side, " Abide thou and endervor." And even though, after ctre and toil, I should nee my hoped from a kindly soil, Tliough late yet blossoming eer, Terchanco the prize were not worth the pain, Perchance the fretting and wasting of brain, Wins its true guerdon never. " Abide in truth, abide," The tender voice replied, " Abide thou and endeavor." "Strive, endeavor; it profits more To right and fall than on Timo's dull sliore To sit an idlc-r ever; For to him who bares his arm to the strife, Firm at his post in the battle of lifo, Tho victory failoth never. Therefore in faith abide," The earnont voice still oried, " Abide thou and eudoavor." THAT GATE. " Confound that Rate !" said Sam Blackuian, us lit pushed and pounded at tho dooryard gate, one bitter November night. The gate was like the kid of old nnr eery rhymes 't "wouldn't go;" and no heating would make it. At last Sim flung his whole weight on the upper bar, and with a wrench, and a squeak, and a thud, it flew backwards, ana Sam with it. His wife heard the noise, and came to tho " keepin'-room " door with the lamp just as he had picked himself up. " Confound that gate, I say 1" he ut tered, with doep emphasis. "Well, why don't ye fix it?" drylj remarked his better half. "I'm goin' to to-morrer, sure's ye) born, Semauthy 1" " Htn I" rarcastically growled Mrs. Black man. She had heard Sam say that before; in fact, one might almost stat she had never heard him say anythiui else; for Sam never did anything t-du that could be put off till to morrow. " To-morrer " ai rived the next day, a usual, but Sam had the barn to mend. This had 1m en put off since early spring and would not have been done now, 'oa Sam got " so everlnstin ' cold " at milk infr-tiine. " I'm clean tuckered out," he said, when 'Manthy called him in to dinner. " That are's no fool of a job. mother, you'd better b'lieve I I couldn't ha' du it in three days, saveV except Jeremj Dow oome nlong j ?fct in the nick, sn held np them boards while I nailtx them." " I s'pose you hnint fixed the gate ?" suggested " mother," while she helped out the "b'iled dinner." " Bless ye t I haint got the barn no ways near doue yet. The gate aiut really a work o' necessity. It jest jams a mite, that's all." " But you said you was a-goin' to fix it to-morrer, pa, yesterday," chimed in SemaDtha the younger, who was one of the irrepressible kind. " Well, what ef I did ? To-morrer aint here yit. You're all-fired smart, aint ye, little gal? Guess you thiDk pa's ketched, now; but tell me that, how'm I a-goin' to do things to-morrer, when it amt never nere t . t Semantha was puzzled. Her brains were notmathematicel; she began to tammer and stumble over the problem. " You eat your vittles !" sharply in terposed Mrs. Blackman. " There aint no day but to-day, only your pa haint never found it out." Sam ate his dinner in silence. His wife had summed up all his life and character in that brief sentence. But it did not hurt him. You oau't preach to some people. They are impervious to words. The whip of bitter experience sometimes drives them into other tracks, but they are never taught of men. So the winter went on, and the gate were not mended, or amended. Deep snow came,' and then Sam set the wicket wide open, jammed it back with a Btone, and let it snow. There was no garden to be injured now; "critters" did not stray about the roads in these drifts, and an open gate was delightful to his soul. But of our pleasant sins, as the old dramatist informs us, Heaven often makes whips to scourge us. When spring came, and the gate had to be shut, it stuck worse than ever, if that were possible. The winter had been very cold, and Sam had lounged more than ever. I The corner grocery was warm, and about its ruddy stove all the like-miod-ed idlers of the village gathered. There was no want of wit, coarse, it is true, but still wit, in certain of these idlers; and Sam's sense of humor was teen. It was quite another thing from home, where his wife was busy, and his girls either at work or at school this coney back store, with its wooden chairs tip ped back against the wall, its heated at mosphere, its crackling jokes, its village gossip, and the f-picy breath of nutmeg and lemon, mixel with more pungent aromas of rum, gin and whiskey. Sara learned to touch, to taste, to handle, the abominable thing, while cold weather gave him an excuse. When spring came, with soft, damp evenings, and breaths of cpringing grass and open ing buds, he had got beyond needing any excuse. He meant every day to stop drinking "to-morrow;" but as we all know, to-morrow never came to him, and he never stopped. Indeed, he grew worse. His wife could not help knowing that lie had begun to drink, for crrs. butter. pork, potatoes, all went to the store, and very nttie came back in their place. One May night she woke up suddenly to hear somebody pushing and swearing at "that gato." She had fallen asleep, conscious that Ham was not at home. It was earlv. but the children had been out after greens, and she had washed. They were all tired, and nobody was afraid of bur glars in ocranton, so mother went to bed. When she heard the fumbling and tugging, and angry oaths, she woke np fully, in a woman's instinctive way, and at mat instant the clock struck two. She was on her feet directly, and find ing herself alone, threw np the window, and called out "Who's there, an' what ve waut?" The voice was the voice of Sam that answered her, but the speech was a mix ture or folly and profanity that demon strated his condition. Quickly as she could she got to the t&ck door and fastened it. Then she put her head out again, and exhorted Warn. "You no need to oome in here, and you sua n t J The barn s good enough for beasts, and that's the hull on't." With which she slammed down the window, secured it with a handv nail. and went back into bed, where she lay awake till she heard Sam at last get the gate open, stumble np to the door, try the latch, and muttering feebly, betake mmseii to the barn, after which she philosophically went to sleep. The next morning Sam sneaked in to bis breakfast, both ashamed and snlkv. The girls had gone to school when he appeared. Mother let him eat what be could before she said a word ; then Bhe "spoke up," and like the young bride's mother in the delectable ballad of Lord Bateman, "She never vos heard to speak so free." "Look a here, Samwell Blackman, this has gone as fur as I m goin to hev it I didn't talk to ye so loner's ve drinkt a little in the cold weather, for I know ye real well by this time, and 1 knowed you wa'n't a-goin' to be onoomfortable, what ever come on't, But it's likely weather now; you ain t sufferm and there s lots to do m the garden. So I give ye warn, in' that if you git drunk the way 3 0 was last night any more, you won't git into this house agin, nor you won't git no vitties handed out o winder ef you starve, and that's the hull on't 1" Confound that gate!" muttered Sam. not inaudibly, as he turned towards the door. "Well, if you'd ha' fixed it 'to-morrer,' as you kep' aaiuuLliie gate wouldn't hev told no tale: hPfttijn mY life, I'm (jlad you p , atJ In his sWiet hey-6am resolved to make that gate rigbrtUrectly. A spy of this unconscious sort was intolerable. But the inveterate habit of putting off things was not cured, and beside, he had a half -conscious idea that his wife would prevent any meddling with it if he tried. Mrs. Blackman 8 admonition had done some good. Sam knew her to be a woman of her word, and he knew, more over, that the washing she took in and her knack at work were the mainstay of tho family. If she cut him adrift, what would he do ? So he was careful not to get very drunk again. But that gate had not yet done all its mischief for the Black mans. Katy left off school this spring, and went to the academy to "finish off," as her mother expressod it; for Katy was destined or intended to keep school. Katy was very pretty now. Her sweet, bright face and intelligent ex pression, the neatness of her simple dress, and tho soft dark eyes that looked out from nnder her shady hat, caught the eye and fanoy of many a passer on the other side, as she sped to and from the academy with her bundle of books. Katy was attractive, even in calico, and nobody found her more so than Ja bez Crane, the carpenter, who had oome to the village lately, opened a shop near the academy, and being a good work man as well as a good fellow, soon had all the business of the neighborhood. It was a lovely afternoon in June when Mother Blackman first began to think it possible that Katy was really grown np, and an object of attraction. This time it was the gate again. Why it should have stuck that day so much worse than usual was perhaps owing to a thunder storm which had just rolled away to the eastward. Jiaty ordinarily found no trouble in coaxing the gate to open, but this time Eatience and tact were in vain. A youth ad overtaken her as she stood trying to open the wicket, like sweet Mercy of old, and now, with smiling salutation, put a pair of strong hands on the re fractory portal and shoved it open. " Thank you. said Katy. blushing like the old-fashioned red rose beside her; for she recognized a pair of admir ing eyes she had often noticed before. "Xoure very welcome, said Jabez. and went on, "I should like to open it for myself some evening, if you're willin.'" " I guess you can. if you try." said Katy, half in earnest, half in fun. And all this colloquy brief, but meaning Mrs. Blackman overheard from her bedroom window, by which open casement she had sat down for a moment's rest after her day's work. Poor woman 1 Her heart stood still as she listened. Katy was her idol; for even rough, hard-working women can have idols, and worship them as eagerly and selfishly as their better bred and born sisters. A tear trickled from the corner of her eyes. It went no further. She could not afford to indulge iu tears. "Confound that gate I" was all she said, repeating unconsciously her hus band's anathema; for the gate stood in her thought for the bitter facts it had been the means of exposing. But Mother Blackman was judicious. She said nothing at all to Katy. Breath ing upon a spark will often kindle it to fire, and she knew it. For many weeks she craftily managed to call Katy in nnd Bend her to bed whenever that gate squeaked after dark; being quite unaware how often Jabcz met the girl; no longer shy, though always blushing on her way to school; how he carried that heavy algebra and ponderous treatise on logic even to the academy door ! "You are never at home, Katy, when I come to see yon," Jabez said one day. Katy laughed a little, and colored a great deal. "Yes, I am; but mother always calls me in and sends me np stairs when the gate squeaks." "O ho 1" said Jabez. That night a splendid August moon beheld Katy, I am very sorry to say, sitting quietly on the Btepsof the never opened front door, breathing in the soft sultry air, while her mother dozed in tho old rocker by the back door, the usual port of entrance. There was also a young man, who was carefully drop ping oil into the hinges of that gate. Then he lifted it np and out, setting it upright against the fence till such time as he chose to replace it. After that he quietly sat down by Katy on the step. When poor Mother Blackman awoke, the night was far spent. Katy had gone to bed, and Sam slumbered the sleep of the laboring man, having come back from the store a few minutes after Jabez Crane had dropped the gate back into its hinges and had walked off. The gate opened easily, Sam thought, but in his delight at finding Iris wife tongue-tied with sleep, he slipped silently into the" bedroom ; and when mother awoke there was nobody to blame but herself. I am sorry to be obliged to record that that gate came off its hinges a good many nights unknown to her ; and by fall, when Katy's term at the acade my was finished, instead of applying at once for the school at Scranton Corners, she informed mother with great trepi- A O t1 Ml fViof oltft Vtnsl MAnnlnrYAfl Itaam A V 'VU vuuv ouv uhu uuuliuuuu wj JVCCJ-J pa private school for life, and the solitary scholar was to be Jabez Urane I "Sakes alive!" said the astounded woman. " I should like to know where in all nntur' you've kep' company with that feller !" "Out on the steps," said the trem bling Katy. "An' me keepin' such a harkiu' to that gate ! I don't see it noways." " Oh, he iled the gate, and took it off before he came in 1" Mother glared at Katy and then at the gate, then throwing her apron over her head, retreated ii-to the bedroom, and slammed the door behind her. Katy never knew what an hour of pain and disappointment wrung her poor rough mother's heart then and there. Nevertheless, she and Jabez stepped into the minister's on Thanksgiving morning, were married, and went to housekeeping iu two rooms over the carpenter's shop. Katy certainly was not to blame for marrying the man she liked; but who will say that her wrong in deceiving her mother was dutiful and right? But a sad catastrophe happened. Sam thought it only right to celebrate the first wedding in the family by a carouse at the corner grocery. His wife sat up for him this time. She could not sleep, for it bad been anything but a Thanks giving day to her, and she felt addition ally bitter to think Sam should trans gress. The first storm of the season hod set in at noon, sleet and snow together, then rain. Then the wind chopped round, and about eight o'clock every thing was a glare of ice, rain freezing as it fell. Towards one o'clock, Sam plashed through the mud and ice, up to that gate. Of course it stuck, even more than usual. His wife heard him, and with an unusual softening of heart, re solved to let him into the house, the weather was so very bad. How glad she was of it a moment after! for Sam got desperate, flung his whole weight on it as once before, and as the gate opened, his feet flew from under him on the wet ice, where the pickets had dripped and the water frozen for hours, llis head struck the brick wall, and his skull was fatally fractured. 'Manthy was roused to help her moth er, but the neighbors had to be called in before the dying man could be brought on to his bed. Before daybreak, all was over. IIow much his wife or anybody else mourned Sam Blackman, let us not in quire. Perhaps a wife always keeps some lingering tenderness laid away, like grave-clothes for a funeral occasion. But if this wife had any, her only expres sion of it was to say to Jabez Crane, as they all came back after the funeral and gathered round the kitchen fire, "I wish t yon d do somethin for me right off. I want ye should take that are gate right inter the wood-shed and chop it up for kindlin'a. It's nothing but a noosance. and I want it out o the way, and that's the hull on't!" It is reported that while Jabez was trying to split the poor hemlock boards, he alio was heard to say, "Confound that gate 1" Youth's Companion A gentleman who recently traveled over a notoriously slow branch railroad declared that it is the safest road in the country, as the superintendent keeps a boy running ahead to drive off the cows and sheep. A. COLOSSAL DI A M0:S I) SCHEME. Ill Promoter Neverely Wounded In Ken. tacky Dlnmonda Htrewlnat the Oronnd by the Hnhel Lending Capitalists Onped The Exposure. Noting a street brawl in Elizabeth, Ky., during which a banker named Arnold was severely wounded by anoth er banker, a New York Sun correspond ent gives the history of a remarkable diamond swindle with which the wound ed man was identified. The corre spondent says: Philip Arnold, the man who engi neered the great diamond scheme of 1871-2 to success, lies in his beautiful home at Elizabethtown, this State, with a load of buckshot in his right breast and shoulder. Arnold had been out of the public eye since Lent and Ralston compromised their suit against him for $150,000 cash, yet he has made himself a prominent man among his neighbors, and his bank is the most flourishing in that section of Kentucky. He enter tains largely, his stable is noted for its fast stock, and his fruit farm is the boast .of Hardin county. Though he got his wound in the course of a promiscuous street fight, and though another citi zen, a passive bystander, was perhaps mortally wounded by a shot from Ar nold's pistbl, I fancy that no very vigor ous prosecution will be made against him. .! It is hard to say just why the man has come to be in such fair repute among a people who, are not apt to condone" crime of the Arnold sort. They forgive too easily violence, but they abhor dis honesty or the suspicion of dishonesty. Perhaps it was the very daring of it that found favor in the Kentucky heart. And it was the most daring swindle since George Law's South Sea scheme. Besides Arnold was a Kentucky boy, and his neighbors at Elizabethtown, who knew his respectable father before him, fancy that Arnold's scheme may not have been so blaok as it was painted, and they gave him the benefit of the doubt.- He was a hatter's apprentice in Elizabethtown, but went to California when a lad. What he did during the interval is not clearly known, but ho suddenly appeared in Elizabethtown Bix or seven years ago and opened a big account in the local bank; but before that it had been reported that he had discovered a new Golconda somewhere among the Western mountains, and was only in Kentucky to enjoy some part of the millions he had gained. Then after a while came the exposure. J. B. Cooper, the San Francisco bookkeeper, made oath that Arnold had planned the swindle and had persuaded him to help in it. Arnold had sailed for London with some $10,000 in his pocket. On board the vessel he had bribed two sailors with $500 apiece to go out among the Lon don jewellers on their arrival there and purchase what they could of diamonds in the rough. In this way he got to gether $37,000 worth of cheap stones something like a bushel of them and Bailed back again (ior San Francisco. Several months later George D. Rob erts, Gen. George S. Dodflo, William M. Lent, and William Ralston, all nota ble among the wealthy speculators of California, were successively let into the tremendous secret that Arnold and one Slack also from Elizabethtown, and a playfellow of Arnold's when a boy while prospecting in the mountains, had stumbled upon a valley in which dia monds, rubies, emeralds, sapphires, and gems of all kinds and values were to be picked np as pebbles along the ocean beach. They had brought back all they could carry, and a bag full of the jewels would be emptied before the astonished beholder. At Robert's house, Gen. Dodge said that they covered one end of the billiard table an inch deep. These California financiers invested a large Bum almost at the first sight of the jewels. Then Arnold and Gen. Dodge went on to New York and laid their scheme for forming a stock company with $10,000,000 capital before certain chosen rich men of the metropolis. These were Mr. S. L. M. Barlow, Mr. Angustus Belmont, and Mr. Charles Tiffany, of the great jewelry firm. Ar nold had brought his bushel of gems with him and carried them from the Fifth Avenue Hotel to Mr. Barlow's office and back again wrapped up in brown paper, and that again in a little red bag. They were daily spread out on the office table, and Mr. Tiffany was in trusted with some of them to tent He was incredulous, for, as he said, there was a curious diversity in the jewels to have all come from the same locality. Mr. Belmont also fought shy of invest ment, but Mr. Barlow, Gen. McClellan, and perhaps others in New York, bought from $50, 000 to $100,000 of the stock. An expedition, equipped with arms, provisions, and baggage for a sixty days' trip rendezvoused at Denver, Col orado. Henry Janin, the best known and most trusted expert on the Califor nia coast, had been engaged to superin tend the investigation, and with Gen. Dodge, Harpending, another California capitalist who had a large block of dia mond shares; Arnold and a young Englishman named Rubery, started from Denver, May 28, 1872, out into the wil derness. Arnold had positively declined to give even a hint of where his mesa might)be and, at the head of tho column, led the explorers through a most devious and puzzling course. They travelled nine days, and then Arnold told them they were on the spot. Afterward they learned that they were really but thirty miles or so from the point of departure. But in the valley their wildest hopes seemed fulfilled. Every member of tho expedition found jewels for the trouble of picking them out of the hard clay, Arnold and Slack always being ut hand to direct the exact spot to look for them. They spent seven days in the valley, and gathered together about 1,000 carats ef diamonds and 6,000 carats of rubies, amethysts and other precious stones. Then they started back for New York, and there Janin's enthusiastic report on the apparently exhaustless value of the "find" was prepared, and mode a great sensation among the shareholders both in your city and in San Francisco. Arnold had already been paid $100,000 on account of only a portion of his share in the original discovery and was promised $150,000 more in case of a favorable re- I port by Janin. Lent and Ralston, it was understood, hod advanced this money. The other $150,000 was at once paid him, and the stock in the company then stood Harpending, Dore (another Cali fornian), Roberts and Ralston, one-half of the whole in common; Dedge, Lent, Barlow, McClellan, James McHenry, and Mr. Burt, the English lawyer in Erie, one-quarter, and Arnold the other. The interest of the New York parties had cost them about $100,000. The style of the organization was "The San Fran cisco and New York Mining and Commer cial Company," and its trustees were the first, men in California. On Janin's re port $400,000 of the stock were sold in San Francisco within a week after the subscription books were thrown open to tb general public, and $300,000 of this was paid to Arnold for the emain Jer of his interest. The excitement, . meanwhile, had reached London, and the Times sounded the first note of warning. The fact that geology taught that the presence of such various jewels in one locality was im possible, was supplemented by the statement that parties from California had attracted attention the year before in London by buying up all the rough diamonds to be found in the city. This came back to .California and the man agers of the company took the alarm, and induced Mr. Clarence King, United States Geologist, to visit the valley. He made an exhaustive examination, and his report startled the country. The ground had been so plainly "salted" with the jewels that the swindle was patent. Holes had been poked with a common stick into the clay, the jewels dumped into them and then stopped up again. They were in but a limited part of tho valley, and only in that exact sec tion of it where Arnold and Slack had directed the Janin party to dig. More over, the "salting" had been done within a year or fifteen months, covering the period in which Arnold and Slack had reported their first discovery. After the publication of this report there was a commotion in San Francisco. Diamond stock was bought that same day by one adventurous broker, and by one only, at $1 a share. Arnold had disappeared was in Kentucky, in fact; and there he has remained since. In a few weeks after the exposure Lent brought, a suit in the Kentucky courts against Arnold and Slack for the recovery of $350,000 " money obtained from the said Lent by fraudulent repre sentations." B. H. Bristow, since Sec retary of the Treasury,, and John M. Harlau, since appointed Associate Justice of the Supremo Court, were stained by Lent to prosecute the suit. Arnold was away from home in New Orleans and a sherriff a officer attached an iron safe in his house, a large deposit in the, local bank, and $10,000 in one of the banks here. On Arnold's return he had pub lished in the Courier-Journal a five column card, affirming his innocence of the alleged fraud, and to a San Francisco paper sent the following: To the Diamond Company: I Bee by the papers that Arnold and Slack ore to be prosecuted, and that eminent counsel has been engaged. I have employed counsel myself a good Henry rifle and am likely to open my case any day on California street. There are several scalps I would like to string on a pole. I don't include Janin, your expert. He is of no consequence. Send him to China, where be will find his equals in the expert business. As you all are going into the newspapers, I'll take a a fling at it myself some of these days. I'm going to the fields on my own hook in the spring with fifty men, and will hold my hand against all experts you can send along. If I catch any of your kidgloved gentry abont there I'll blow the stuffing cut of em. P. Arnold. But, after some months, he compro mised the suit by. the payment above mentioned, and the matter dropped. I don't think that any criminal action was ever brought against him, and that is one reason why Elizabethtown doesn't take much stock in his guilt. To Clean Cooking Utentdls. Musty coffee-pots and tea-pots maybe cleaned and sweetened by putting a good quantity of wood ashes into them and filling up with cold water. Set on the t-tovo to heat gradually till the water bods. Let it boil a short time, then set aside to cool, when the inside should be faithfully washed and scrubbed in hot soap suds, using a small brush that every spot may be reached, than scald two or three times, and wipe till well dried. It must be a desperate case if the vessels are not found perfectly tweet and clean if this advice is strictly followed. Pots and pans or plates that have been used for baking and grown rancid may be cleansed in the same way. Put the plates into a pan with wood ashes and cold water, and proceed as above stated. If no wood ashes can be had, take soda. If cooks would clean their pie-plates and baking dishes after this fashion after using, they would keep sweet all the time. Items of Interest, The hind legs of frogs make very good spring food. How to get ahead Steal into a cabbage-patch. "I've just dropped in," as the fly said to the coffee. There are eight newspapers in Arizona two dailies and six weeklies. Speaking of rude remarks, any remark is rued that gets you into trouble. Scales that will weigh a grain of dust are used in the Philadelphia Mint. The girl with "speaking eyea" has the advantage of the girl with a luminous mouth." Many a man bears his own faults patiently, and those of his neighbor im patiently. The Chinese have a sure way of re moving dandruff. They do it with a jack-plane. " I'm a yard wide and all wool," is a Kentucky way of describing a high state of hilarity. Before the " o" lot there appear , Twice twenty-five and five iu rear; One-fifth of eight subjoin, and ibtn You'll find what 'tis tnat conquers mn. L .ve. A full font of Japanese typo comprises 60,000 characteis, and when a composi tor gets twenty-five or thirty wrong let ters in a word, and the proof-reader overlooks them, they are scarcely ever noticed by the reader. The printer's case is distributed all around a big room, and when he is at work, running from one box to another, he looks like an American base-ball player making a home fun. Norristown Herald. It is written in a fine female hand. It's a poem, and asks: "What was tho dream of your life,?" It was signed "Elfrida." We haven't room for the poem, but just to quiet Elfrida we will answer her conundrum. The dream of our life has been to be rich enough to put on a clean shirt every day, and to have two suits of clothes, with a pair of suspenders to each pair of pants. But it has never been realized, Elfrida. Castles in the air. Keokuk Conxlitu lion. " Stop that car 1" cried old Mr. Nosen gale, chasing a flying car up Division street, the1 car fresh as a daisy and Mr. Nosengale badly blown, and the distance pole not a minute away. "Stop that carl" he shouted to a distant bnt fleet limbed boy. "Certainly," shrieked back the obliging toy, "what shall I stop it with ?" " Tell it to hold on,'! shouted the abandoned passenger. " Hold on to what f " yelled the boy. " Make it wait for me !" puffed Mr. Nosengale. "You've got too much weight now," said the boy, "that's what is the trouble with you." "Call the driver !" gasped the perspiring citizen, and as the car rounded the corner and passed out of sight, the mocking echoes of the obliging answer came floating cheer ly back, "All right I what shall i call him ?' Burlington JIawkeye. A Fish Story that is Hard U Beat. . The pleasing picture of the Iowa hero ine, who had two pickerel under harneM and was drawn by them up and down a pond in a beautiful little boat, was the sweetest fish story ever clipped with eu exchange editor's shears. But who shall say that the ingenuity of the local chronicler has got to the end of its tether and devised the sweetest possible iihj story? Here is The Whitehall Time for instance, with a romance of tLt queen of the Bpeckled beauties. A mpn has an artificial trout pond with at len. t 3,000 fish, each weighing from half k pound to two pounds, more or less, lie also has a little girl, five years old, who has succeeded in training the fish so that she can go to the edge of the pond an ? with a handful of crumbs feed thoi.i from her chubby hand. They h" learned to jump out of the water an l snatch worms from her fingers, and they are extremely fond of their little mis tress. One day she lost her balance an 1 pitched headlong into the water whci it was deep. She says that when b. went "way down" she called lustily 1..-L help. Her cries quickly attracted L ; parents, and they were horrified at s mg the little girl floating upon the uv r face of the pond. The father rushed t , the water's edge and reached out for L pet, and as he raised her from the water a perfect solid mass of trout was fouu.l beneath her. Theso faithful subjects tf the little queen, as she fell, quickly gathered beneath her and thus show;.; their love for their mistress bybesri.' np her body until aid arrive !, thus preventing her from meeting . watery grave. "lis a beautiful tale, I. 1 the next file from the Far West may have another still lovelier. New York Tribune. Detroit's Fish Story. While all the world has been revel ing in fish stories of all grades, Detroit has modestly held back, but now it etc; -forward with its fish story which, aooon; ingtothe Free iVesa, has the adva tage over many other fish stories I being true. Three Detroiters sat npc the upper Walkerville wharf, opponi'. Detroit. One caught a perch and otrui it on a string, letting it remain iu 1 native element. On hauling up ti string to attach s-wond perch it t found that large pike had swallov. 1 the first perch and was doing what litt it could to swallow the rest of the etru and get away on pressing business, 1 careful wirk the pike, with the per inside, was lauded and the fishers e to Detroit with their prize. Tin proved to be three feet long and nine pounds. This is Detroit's f -and if can bo proven true,
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