VOL. XXXXL keck [? Merchant Tailor. Jh] Spring & Summer Suitings (~i JUST ARRIVED. ( ; KECK] ,[ 11 eythbro s [Across trim Farmers N» # . Uatk.] Our Big Line of Spring Wall Papers are all in, and are the fii.est ever shown in Butler. Prices Are Low. . . Big Lot of Rcom Mouldings and Window Blinds. . j ___ EYTH BROS. | A NEW FOR SFRING, 1804, I Ladies' fine tailor.madeV 1 tfn Suits I. a dies' fine tailor-V J-' ■ jfoia I \ tailor-made Rain Coats,V /' ;\ Ladies' fine tailor-madeV Separate Diess Skirts,V (11 "> " Ladies' fine tailor-made*/ SIW /£ Walking c kirts. \IV $ ["' Waists ar.d Shirt Waist Suits 2^ It \ /1a SUITS. #lO up to [1 V_ i.; V JAI KISTS *•"> np to SISA H f\\ % ' RAINCOATS ... *lO to $25/f COATS, rew Eton « tfic'S.FCO IO^"0 • New Spring Wash GcodsS [ < 1 Now white gCMus. India linens, plain and fancy waistings, new cot-v > i .ton voiles in plain or fancy weaves, new ginghams, calicoes, rhintzM.# madras seersuckers and shirtings. X < I New Embroideries, Laces, and all overs Notwithstanding the i L vatice in prices of all cotton fabric*, we are telling at the old prices. OUR RECORD IS OUR GUARANTEE. X : |Mrs. J. E. Zimmerman.! X geiUPhon®»». Kcitler, n ■ £i O People s Phone 12ft. ' \f X!»OOOOOOOOOOCOOOO0C*i>OC*S Ov' - K NEW SPRING CLOTHING. You never saw such an immense stock of Men's, Boys and Children's suits, and ' %! at prices that fit your purse. FOR THE LITTLE FELLOWS We have the sailor Collar Junior Suits, Sailor Collar Blouse Suits, and Buster Brown Suits. FOU THE OLDER BOYS In 2 piece suits, The Norfolk Coat or the plain, Double Breast ed Coat. FOR THE YOUNG MAN we are extraordinar> strong. Single or Double Breasted Coats. In any kind of cloth you would want. Coats are made with hair cloth front, shoulders are hand padded. Schaul & Nast, LEADING CLOTHIERS AND FURNISHERS. 137 South Main St., Butler BICKEL'S Spring Footwear. A GRAND DISPLAY OF FINE FOOTWEAR IN ALL THE ISEW STYLES FOR SPRING. LADIES' FINE SHOES—Just received a large shipment of Sorosis and Kum-Bak shoes and the styles are very handsome, made in lace or button, light or heavy soles —with low, medium or extra high heels —made of the finest Dongola, Patent Vici fc:d. Many styles to show you. All styles, AAA to EE. Misses' and Children's Sh?es—The most complete stock of fine shoes we ever had. All the latest styles in plain or patent leathers, Men's Fine Shoes —A full line of Men's Patent-Kid Shoes — the newest styles—s2.oo, $2.50. $3.00, $3.50, $5.00, $6.00. Men's fine Calf and Vici Shoes in Black or Tan, $1.50 to $5. Also complete stock of Men's fine Oxfords. Boys' and Youths' Fine Shoes —Our stock of Boys' and Youths' Shoes made on the latest style lasts, are very attrac tive. We have a full stock of Boys' and Little Gents' fine Shoes and Oxfords in Patent-vici, Velour-calf and Vici-kid. 'T* f _ Chnpc Will be a p °P u,ar Style for 1 <lll fcZ7IIUC» Spring and Summer Wear, We received a large stock of all the new shades and styles In Tan Shoes and Oxfords. Come in and see them. The styles are handsome and are sure to please you and prices are the lowest. A Large Stock of School Shoes to be Closed Out at a BIG REDUCTION REPAIRING PROMPTLY DONE: John s ic k e K 128 South Main St.. Butler, Fa. "'THE BUTLER CITIZEN. 01 usel tore's 1 Js£i All ihe nobby d-essers will turn in I p I at this store for inspection of their I NEW SPRING FOOTWEAR— £ | over their former efforts if that is p •J VOU viLL FIND H ali the oid favorite leathers. I ra For any price NEW LASTS! 1 HI You wish to pay. THfc. NEW TOES! H |g All the style a shce can carry. Ease! ■ We make a specially of Men's heavy shoes. Just IJ i what ycu want for your early plowing. Give us a trial. ■ I HI KPI TONS ! |l 1 i *-5 'i * * Hot:I Lowry. | III § Bright Spring Days, | a d-'ii d for numerous articl s for !<nd adornment in 10 keeping v iJh (he season, "'hi- store :s folly prep .red to anpply nil jo.ir nu ds iu oar line «t a sav; n: to yon jj yj The Dress Goods Stock r.ji tains the most fa-".r.oii*b> siik«. nioh i rs and woolen dres- ma " tetials i • w in vogae b.r «owcs. w:ii-t.- kimonos, etc a HI ek . : 1 .-ok.it d t-iUet ■* Mik 89e np. 80 inch black Taff.ta specials » JR ft s!.<>•'• and fl 25 Fancy wool sniMr.gs spec: ii. 50c. ?; White Goods | Ok B-t.nt ; fnl merorized materials for waists and shirt waist units. K U:ocHd<n-. stiipen ei Ti's. open * ork, plait' and faucy white v< ode of v* U all kind-" ar- -> . v., ir. this t t,»-k. Prices ran from CJo np. 1 Ribbons, Collars and Gloves M Stvli.-h neck. and hair ribbon- in pMd«. fancies, plain taffeta and satin telft * 1:1 all colors. Farcy si>k lace and wash stock col- W lars at moderate prices. Big line at 25c, New kid and fabric K U gloves in all spring shad* s Qj | To Complete Your Spring Costume | (j) You need m«ny articles demanded by fashion which v. e cau supply g'/ .*3? at money saving prices. We show the vny latest stjks in beits, buckles, sash pins, waist s ts, brooches, fancy button*, hair orna- incut*, etc. ' I L. Stein & Son, § iOS N MAIN STREET. SUTLER, PA [ SPRING CLOTHING. \ ) i ) We are now showing our new styles in Clothing. k They are certainly beautiful. f The famous "Hamburger & Sons" clothing for spring ) ) far excels anything we have ever shown. They all have f ) padded shoulders, firm fronts, and hand worked buttcn , N holes, and are fully equal to the very best custom made / suit. See our window display of new goods. ; f Do not buy old styles in < ? I ( Hats, Caps, SSiirts and Neckwear 5 ( > / when you can step into our store and get the 1904 goods v ; for the same price. c j We have a few odds and ends on sale at a great c ( bargain, r \ Douthett & Graham. < INCORPORATED. • The Cyphers Incubator It is the original and r: *llß onl Y genuine psiteut-dia- lis phragm,ncn-moisturcand s * -JB self ventilating incubator. I j Winner of Gold Medal and j* • J ' ■-• Highest Award at the f I Pan-American Exposition, 2 l|(j I October, 1901. The stan- | I dnrd hatcher of the world, f I I r anc * sec ineuba- j- H Iw * or a * store of s. J.G. & YV. CAMPBELL j 210 Soutn Main Street, Butler, Pa. 1 COOPER CO., ' I i j FINK TAILORS. Are r\ow occupying their olcl loeritiori etl corner of |tl\e Difirnoiic], Huit« froixi. sl3 to $5(). BUTLER, PA., THURSDAY, APRIL 7, 1904. -{tm. l CORN SYRUP J R Makes "You J EAT if Nnsal Catarrh quickly yields to treat ment by Ely's Cream balm, which is agree ably aromatic. It is received through the nostrils, cleanses and heals the whole sur face over which it diffuses itself. Druggists i sell the 50c. size; Trial size by mail, 10 cents. Test it and you are sure to continuo the treatment. Announcement. To accommodate those who are partial to the use of atomizers in applying liquids into tho nasal passages for catarrhal trou ble*, the proprietors prepare Cream Balm in liquid form, which will be known as Ely's Liquid Cream Ea'.m. Price including the spraying tube is 75 cents. Druggists or by mail" Tho liquid form embodies the med icinal prep rties of tho solid preparation. E Rheumatism, old in Chest, Sore Muscles, Stiff Joints. U REFOLD mmkt. SE OVEa FIFTY YEARS." DRUCGIST3. 25«, 50c, 81.00. i wvvm HUMPHREYS' Specifics cure by acting directly on the sick parts without disturbing the rest of tho system. No. 1 for Fevers. No. 2 " Worms. No. 3 " Teething. N•. 1 " Diarrhea. No. 7 " Coughs. No. 8 " Neuralgia. • No. 0 " Headaches. No. 10 " Dyspepsia. N>. 11 " Suppressed Periods. No. 12 " Whites. No. 13 " Croup. No. 14 " The Skin. No. 15 " Rheumatism. No. 1G " Malaria, No. 19 " Catarrh. No. 20 " Whooping Cough. No. 27 " The Kidneys. N". 30 " The Bladder. No. 77 " Ln Grippe. In small bottles of pellets that fit tho vest pocket. At Druggists or mailed, 25c. each. Medical Guide mailed free. Humphreys' tied. Co., Cor. William & John Streets, New York. t'yes Exaninad Freo of Cha- ga ft. L. KIRKPATRICK, Jeweler and Graduate Optician Next Duyr to Couit House. Butler, IV. L. C. WICK, Lurmifft (c. F. T. Pape'j pJEWELER! \ 5 121 E. Jefferson Street. ( Stei rkey § •$£ (£5 Leading Photographer, * Old Postoffice Building, 0 -v (g) -$■ Butier, Pa. (*j 6 ® M. A. BERKIMER, iuneral Director. 245 S. MAIN ST., BUTLER, PA. HUGH L. CONNELLY, Wholesale Dealer in Fine Whiskies for Medicinal Purposes, Bell Phone 278 People's Phone 578. 316 Fasi J«rrerson Street BUTLER. P/> W S. & WICK, lIKAf'RRS IN lN»ugh and Worked I,uml>er of *"l Kin i ' Poors, Rnd Mouldings ' II '.Veil Kilts a «u«clalty. Ofllee and Yard F Cunnitisfham and .Monroe 9 • "'.'p.** Ocpot. I ""Tr.KD i»» i .| i !■; 11111 if in j- I i ALICE of OLD I H VINCENNES 1 *>': t> *-J ShJJJ By MAURICE THOMPSON .<[s a Copyright. I9CO. by the EOWEN-f JERRILL COMPANY l« •J..- ,;,. 1 ,.? ,r> "-T I I iI i I ii'H ii i K +-i*+ o4i4tti : 1111 » I » wv++4 •><«• CIIAPTER I. r>'r>Eß THE CIIKRKY TI'.KE. to the days of Indiana's early H statehood, probably as late as Rfl IS2.">, then' stmxl. in what is now the beautiful little city sf Vlncennes on the Wabash, the de caying remnant of an old and curiously gnarled cherry tree known as the Itoussillon tree, le cerisier <le Monsieur Uonssillon, as the French inhabitants culled it. which as long its it lived bore fiuit remarkable for richness of tlavor and peculiar dark ruby depth of color. The exact spot where this noble old seedling from la belle France nourished, declined and died cannot lie certainly pointed out. for in the rapid and happy growth of Vineennes many landmarks once notable, among them le cerisier tie Monsieur Roussillon, have been de stroyed and the si»ots where they stood, once familiar to every eye in old Vin eennes. are now lost in the pleasant confusion of the new town. The old, twisted, gum embossed cherry tree survived every other dis tinguishing feature of what was once the most picturesque and romantic place in Vineennes. .lust north of it stood, in the early French days, a low, rambling cabin surrounded by rude verandas overgrown with grapevines. This was the Itoussillon place, the most pretentious home in all the Wabash country. Its owner was Gaspanl Itous sillon, a successful trader with the In dians. lie was rich, for the time and the place, Influential to a degree, a man of some education, who had brought with him to the wilderness a bundle of books and a taste for read ing. It Is not known just when Vineennes was first founded, but most historians make the probable date very early in the eighteenth century, somewhere be tween 1710 and 1730. In 1810 the Itoussillon cherry tree was thought by a distinguished botanical letter writer to be at least fifty years old, which would make the date of its planting about 17t!0. Certainly, as shown by the time stained family records upon which this story of ours is based, it was a j flourishing and wide topped tree in . the early summer of 1778, its branches . loaded to drooping with luscious fruit, i So low did the dark red clusters hang at one point that a tall young girl standing on the ground easily reached the best ones and made her lips purple with their juice while she ate them. j That was long ago, measured by i what has come to pass on the gentle j swell of rich country from which Vin eennes overlooks the Wabash. The new town flourishes notably and its appearance marks the latent liiuit of progress. Electric cars iu lis streets, electric lights in its beautiful homes, the roar of railway trains coming and going in all directions, bicycles whirl ing hither and thither, the most fash ionable styles of equipages from brougham to pony phaeton, make the days of flintlock guns and buckskin trousers seem ages down the past, and yet we are looking back over but a little more than 120 years to see Alice Itoussillon standing under a cheery tree and holding high a tempting clus ter of fruit, while a short humpbacked youth looks up with longing eyes and vainly reaches for it. The tableau is not merely rustic; it is primitive. "Jump!" the girl is saying in French. "Jump, Jean; jump high!" "Yes, that was very long ago, iu the days when women lightly braved what the strongest men would shrink from now. Alice Roussillon was tall, lithe, strongly kuit. with an almost perfect figure, judging by what the master sculptors carved for the form of Venus, and her face was comely and winning. If not absolutely beautiful; but the time and place were vigorously indi cated by her dress, which was of coarse stuff and simply designed. Plainly she was a child of the Amer ican wilderness, a daughter of old Vln cennes on the Wabash in the time that tried men's souls. "Jump, Jean!" she cried, her face laughing with a show of cheek dim ples, an arching of finely sketched brows and the twinkling of Urgo blue gray eyes. "Jump high and get them!" While she waved her sun browned hand holding the cherries aloft, the breeze blowing fresh from the south west tossed her hair w> that some loose jtrnnds shone like rlmpled flames. The sturdy little hunchback did leap with surprising activity, but the treacherous brown hand went higher, so high that the combined altitude of Ids jump and the reach of his unnat orally long arms was overcome. Again and again he sprang vainly into the air comically, like a long legged, squat bodied frog. "And you brag of your agility and strength, Jean," she laughingly re marked, "but you can't take cherries when they art offered to you. What a clumsy bungler you nre!" "I can clluib and get some," he said, with a hideously happy grin, and Im mediately embraced the bole of the tree, up which he began scrambling al most as fast as a squirrel. Whv'Ji ho had mounted high enough to be extending a hand for a hold on a crotch Alice grasped his leg near the foot and pulled him down, despite ttfa clinging and struggling, uutil his hands clawed in the soft earth at the tree's root, while she held his captive leg al most vertically erect. It was a show of great strength, but Alice looked quite unconscious of It, laughing merrily, the dimples deepen ing i» her plump cheeks, her forearm, uow bared to the elbow, gleaming white and shapely, while its muscles rippled on account of the jerking and kicking of Jean. All the time she was holding the cher ries high In her other hand, shaking them by the twig to which their slender *t< ms attached to them and saying in a sweetly tantalizing tone: "What makes you climb downward after cherries, Jean? What a foolish fellow you are. indeed, trying to grab ble cherries out of the ground, as you do potatoes! I'm sure I didn't suppose that you knew so little as that." Jean, the hunchback, was a muscular little deformity and a wonder of good nature. How long he might have kept up the hopeless Struggle with the girl's Invincible grip would bo hard to guess. Ills release was caused by the approach of a third person, who wore the robe of a Catholic priest and the countenance of a mau who had lived and suffered a long time without much loss of phys ical strength and endurance. This was Pere P.eret. grizzly, short, compact, his face deeply lined, his mouth decidedly aslant on account of some lost teeth, and his eyes set de. p under gray, shaggy brows. Looking at him when his features were in repose a first impression might not have been favorable; but seeing him smile or hearing him speak changed everything. His voice was sweetness itself, and his smile won you on the instant. Some thing like a j.Tvading sorrow always seemed to be close behind his eyes and under his speech; yet he was a genial, sometimes almost jolly, man. very prone to join iu the lighter amusements of his people. "Children, children, my children," he called out as he approached along a little pathway leading up from the di rection of the church, "what are you doing now? Bah there. Alice, will you pull Jean's leg off?" At first they did not hear him. they were so nearly deafened by their own vocal discords. "Why are you standing on your head with your feet so high In air, Jean?" he added. "It' 3 not a polite attitude in the presence of a young lady. Are you a pig, that you poke your nose in the dirt?" Alice now turned her bright head and gave Pere Beret a look of frank welcome, which at the same time shot a beam of willful self assertion. "My daughter, are you trying to help Jean up the tree feet foremost?" the priest added, standing where he had halted just outside of the straggling yard fence. He had his hands on his hips and was quietly chuckling at the scene be fore him, as one who, although old, sympathized with the natural and harmless sportiveness of young people and would as lief as not join in a prank or two. "You see what I'm doing. Father Beret." said Alice. "I am preventing "Jump high and get them!" a great damage to you. You will mnybe fose a good many cherry pies and dumplings If I let Jean go. He was climbing the tree to pilfer the fruit, so I pulled him down, you understand." "Ta, ta!" exclaimed the good man, shaking his gray head; "we must rea son with the child. Let go his leg, daughter, I will vo'icli for him; eh, Jean?" Alice released the hunchback, then laughed gayly and tossed the cluster of cherries into his hand, whereupon he began munching them voraciously and talking at the same time. "I knew I could get them," he boast ed, "aud see. I have them now." He hopped around, looking like a species >f ill formed monkey. Fere Beret came and leaned on the ow fence close to Alice. She was al nost as tall as he. "The sun scorches today," he said, be ginning to mop his furrowed face with a rod flowered cotton handkerchief, 'and from the look of tho sky yonder," pointing southward, "it is going to briqg on a storm. How is Mme. Itous sillon today?'' "She is complaining ns she usually does when she fools extremely well," •aid Alice, "That's why 1 had to take h'.T place at the oven and bake pies. I got hot and came out to catch a bit of this breeze. Ob, but you needn't smile and look greedy, Pere Beret, the pies are not for your teeth!" "My daughter, I am not a glutton, I hoiie. I had meat not two hours since —somo broiled young squirrels with cress, sent me by Rene de Ronville. lie never forgets his old father." "Oh, I never forget you either, mon pere. 1 thought today every time I spread a trust and filled It with cherries, tiuU when I took out a pie, all brown mid hot, the red juice bubbling out of it so good smelling and tempting, do you know what I said to myself?" "How could I know, tuy child?" "Well, I thought this: 'Not a single bite of that pie dees Father Beret get.' " "Why so, my daughter?" "Because you said It was bad of mo to read novels, and told Mother Itous sillon to hide them from me. I've had any amount of trouble about ft." "Ta, ta! Read the good books that I gave you. They will soon kill the taste for these silly romances." "I tried," said Alice. "I tried very hard, and it's no use. Your books are dull and stupidly heavy. What do I care about something that a queer lot of saints did hundreds of years ago in times of plague and famine? Saints must have been poky people, and ft is poky people who ear® to read about them, I think, I like reading about brave, heroic men and beautiful wom en, and war ar.d love." Pere Beret looked away with a curi ous expression in his face, his eyes half closed. "And I'll tell you now. Father Beret," Alice went on after a pause, "no more claret aud plea do you get until I can have my own sort of liooks back to read as I please." She stamped her moccasin shod foot with decided en ergy. The good priest broke Into a hearty laugh, and, taking off his cap of grass straw, mechanically scratched his bald head. Although, as Father Beret had said, the sun's heat was violent, causing that gentle soul to pass liis bundled handkerchief with a wiping circular motion over his bald and bed-'wed pate, the wind was momently freshen Ing, while up from behind the trees nu Ihe horizon beyond the river a cloud was rising blue black, tumbled and grim against the sky. "Well," said the priest, evidently try lng hard to exchange his for n look of regretful resignation. "you will have your own wuy, my child, and"— "Then you will have pies galore and no end of claret!" she interrupted, at the same time stepping to the withe tied and peg latched gate of the yard and opening it. "Come in. you dear, good father, before the rain shall be gin, and sit with me on the gallery" (the Creole word for veranda i "till the storm Is over." There was not a photographer's camera to be had In those days, but what if a tourist with one in hand could have been there to take a snap shot at the priest and the maiden as they walked arm In arm to that squat little veranda! The picture today would be worth its weight In a first water diamond. It would Include the cabin, the cherry tree, a glimpse of the raw, wild background and a sharp portrait group of Pere Beret, Alice and Jean the hunchback. Each of us can see them, even with closed eyes. Led by that wonderful guide, imagination, we step back a century and more to look over a scene at once strangely at tractive and unspeakably forlorn. What was It that drew people away from the old countries, from the cities, the villages and the vineyards of beau tiful France, for example, to dwell In the wilderness, amid wild beasts' and wilder savage Indians, with a rude cabin for a home and the exposures and hardships of pioneer life for their daily experience? Men like Gaspard Rousslllon are of a distinct stamp. Take him as he was. Born in I'rance, on the banks of the Rhone near Avignon, he came as a youth to Canada, whence he drifted on the tide of adventure this way and that, until at last he found himself, with a wife, at Post Vincennes, that lonely picket of religion and trade which was to become the center of civ ilizing energy for the great northwest ern territory. M. Rousslllon had no children of his own; so his kind heart opened freely to two fatherless and motherless waifs. These were Alice, now called Rousslllon. and the hunch back, Jean. The former was twelve years old when he adopted her, a child of Protestant parents, while Jean had been taken, when a mere babe, after his parents had been killed and scalped by Indians. Mme. Koussillon, a profes sional invalid, whose appetite never failed and whose motherly kindness ex pressed itself most often through strains of monotonous falsetto scold ing. was a woman of little education and no refinement; while hrr husband clung tenaciously to his love of books, especially to the romances most in vogue when he took leave of France. M. Rousslllon had been. In a way, Alice's teacher, though not greatly In clined to abet Father Beret in his kindly efforts to make a Catholic of the girl, and most treacherously disposed toward the gooll priest in the matter of Ills well meant attempts to prevent her from reading and rereading the afore said romances. But for many weeks past Gaspard Rousslllon had been ab sent from home, looking after his trad ing schemes with the Indians, and Pere Beret, acting on the suggestion of the proverb about the absent cat and the playing mouse, had formed an alliance offensive and defensive with Mme. Roumiiioii, in which it \ra« strictly f;ipnlalfid that all novels and roulTmrra were to be forcibly taken and securely hidden awajr from Mile. Alice; which, to the best of Mme. Itoussillon's abili ty, had accordingly been done. Now, while the wind strengthened and the softly booming summer shower came on apace, the heavy cloud lifting as it advanced and showing under It the dark gray sheet of the rain, Pere Beret and Alice sat under the clap board roof behind the vines of the ve randa and discussed what was gener ally uppermost in the priest's mind upon such occasions, the good of Alice's Immortal soul—a subject not absorbing ly interesting to her at any time. "Ah, my child," he was saying, "you are a sweet, good girl, after all, much better than you make yourself out to be. Your duty will control you. You will do it nobly at last, my child." True enough, Father Beret, true enough!" she responded, laughing. "Your perception is most excellent, which I will prove to you Immediately." She rose while speaking and went into the house. "I will return In a minute or two," she called back from a region which Pere Beret well knew was that of the pantry, "Don't get Impatient and go away!" Pore Beret laughed softly at the pre posterous suggestion that he would even dream of going out In the rain, which was now ronring heavily on the loose board roof, and miss a cut of cherry pie a cherry pie of Alice's making! And the Rousslllon claret, too, was always excellent. "Ah, child," he thought, "your old father Is not go ing away." She presently returned, bearlug on a wooden tray a ruby stained pie and a short, stout bottle flanked by two glasses. "Of course I'm better than I some times appear to be," she said almost humbly, but with mischief still In her voice and eyes, "and I shall get to be very good when I have grown old. The sweetness of my present nature is In this pie." She set the tray on a three legged stool which she pushed close to him. "There, now," she said, "let the rain come. You'll be happy, rain or shine, while the pie and wine last, I'll be bound." Tere Beret fell to eating right heart ily, meantime handing Jean a liberal piece of the luscious pie. "It is good, my daughter, very good. Indeed," the priest remarked with his mouth full. "Mme. Rousslllon has not neglected your culinary education." Alice filled a glass for him. It was Bordeaux and very fragrant. The bou qtiet reminded him of his sunny boy hood in France, of his Journey up to Paris and of his careless, Joy brimmed youth In the gay city. How far away, how misty, yet how tbrllllngly sweet it all was! He sat with half closed eyes awhile, sipping and dreaming. The rain lasted nearly two hours, but the sun was out again when Pere Beret took leave of his young friend. They had been having another good natured quarrel over the novels, and Mme. Rousslllon had come out on the veranda to Join In. "I've hidden every book of them." said inadame, a stout and swarthy woman, whose pearl white teeth were her only mark of beauty. Her voice indicated great stubbornness. "Good, good; you have done your very duty, inadame," said Pere Beret with Immense approval in his charm ing voice. "But. father, you said awhile ago that I should have my own way al>out this," Alice spoke up with spirit, "and 011 the strength of that remark of yours I gave you the pie and wine. You've eaten my pie and swigged the wine, and now" — Pere Beret put on his straw cap. ad- Justing it carefully over the shining dome out of which had wine so mr.ny thoughts of wisdom, kindness and hu man sympathy. This done, he gently No. 13. laid a hand on Alice's bright crown of hair and said: "Bless you, my child. I will pray to the Prince of Peace for you as long as I live, and I will never cease to beg the Holy Virgin to intercede for you and lead you to the holy church." He turned and went away, but when he was no farther than the gate Alice called out; "Oh. Father Keret, I forgot to show you something!" She ran forth to him and added In a low tone; "Ton know that Mme. Roussillon has hidden all the novels from me." She was fumbling to get something out of the loose front of her dress. "Well, Just take a glance at this, will you?" and she showed him a little leather bound volume, much cracked along the hinges of the back. Pere Beret frowned and went his way shaking lils head, but before he reached his little hut near the church he was laughing In spite of himself. "She's not so bad. not so bad." he thought aloud; it's only her young, independent spirit taking the bit for a wild run. In her sweet soul she is as good as she is pure." _ fro BE co^Ti.N-rro.j " A MOUSE THAT 'SINGS. M Man Who Cancht It Sara It W«rtl»« Llk* a Caaarr. Singing mice are rare, but a corre spondent writes from Yorkshire asking whether we can give him any informa tion about a specimen he captured. He adds, "It has been warbling just like a canary for the last month in our workshop, and although I have it in a cage it still continues to sing." That mice do occasionally "sing" la undeniable. Some observers say that their "song" is softer, sweeter and more delicate than that of the canary, which one can believe quite easily. Others go so far as to compare it to that of a warbler or even a piping bull finch. But the question as to why they lift up their voices in this tuneful man- Mr still remains to be answered. Three explanations have been sug gested: First.—That all mice are potential vo calists and can learn to sing, by imita tion, from singing birds. Second.—That many mice possess an exceptional talent for mimicry, together with a keen sense of the ludicrous. Third.—That some mice are subject to bronchitis and that the so called "song" is only the wheezing of rodents which suffer from the distressing com plaint A certain amount of color Is given to the last theory by the fact that a mouse which was caught by the neck in a wire trap not sufficiently strong to kill It "sang" while its throat was under compression, but never again during Its subsequent life as a captive.—Lon don Mail. JADE AS MEDICINE. It la l'»e* Im Varloaa Vara For Ma a 7 Dlaeaaea la Chtaa. Everything in China of any rarity whatever is certain to be dragged into the pharmacopoeia of the Chinese physi cian. Jade is no exception to the rule. It may be swallowed as a powder or in little pieces the size of hemp seed for varloua Btooiachlo •— —plaints. Even pockmarks and scars . <xl by being a any rubbed with a piece of pure jade. It is also considered to be of a moist nature, and we read of an imperial favorite of the eighth cen tury who was cured of excessive thirst by holding a fish shaped Jade in her mouth. And so when the tomb of the great commander, Ts'ao Ts'ao, third century, A. D., was opened 200 years after his death, among the usual ob jects found in such circumstances was a large silver bowl full of water. That the water had not dried up was ac counted for by the presence in the bowl of a Jade boy three feet In height Jade is chiefly brought from the K'un-lun, or Koulkun, range, between the desert of Gobi and Tibet; from Khoten or Ilchl in Yarkand, and from Lan-t'ien, on the Belurtagh mountains, still farther to the west In the tenth century, A. D., the latter was actually known as the Jade hills district, though it does not appear that any Jade has ever been found there. —Professor Herbert A. Giles In Nineteenth Cen tury. ___ AMUSING BROWN BRUIN. | Good Nntnred Coward That Will Flarht When Cornered. The brown or black bear of Califor nia Is the most cowardly animal that roams the hills. He Is a worse thief than the northern wolverene and at the same time better natured than half the farm dogs the hunter chances upon. A pair at play will furnish more amuse ment than a three ring circus and run like scared deer If you but show your self through the brush. In short, the brown bear is the most "amoosln' cuss' •f all if approached properly. But don't be misled Into picking a fight with cither of our small beam unless you are well armed, for the black or brown bear (one and the same animal under variations of peluge) will fight ferociously when cornered. You will come upon them, too, In the most unexpected places. Not even the will ful Jacksnlpe can beat a brown bear In variability of moods or choice of feed ing ground. Traveling in the moun tains one is apt to come upon Sir Bruin drinking from a little wayside stream and the very next day, having descend ed Into the foothills, find possibly a pair playing about some poorly guard ed sheep camp. Good natured as is either of these smaller bears, which weigh from 400 to 500 pounds apiece, it Is best to know how to hunt them before attempting it. As with most big game, the best way to hunt them for sport is alone, armed with a reliable rifle and a good knife, though there Is seldom occasion for using the latter If the hunter keeps cool. If one Is hunting for hides or to rid a section of undesirable bear neigh bors, a well trained little dog Is prob ably the best ally. Fox terriers usual ly are the best, as they are quick, re sourceful and brave to a degree. A lit tle dog brought up In a good bear coun try, where he has roamed the hills all his life, has had the best training possi ble and Is u prize to be taken care of. As has been said, a black or brown bear seldom keeps one address long, but likely most of theiu Just now are down among the oaks, where the fall en acorns afford theiii an easy living. There are possibly a g<>od many along the willow frln es or the larger water courses, but once let the bear get first sight of you there and he will make off Into a tangle of elder scrub, willow underbrush and blackberry vines. In which you and your dogs will last about three minutes. If a l>ear could be persuaded to play football he would make the swellest line bucker ever on a gridiron, judging by the way lie goes through a tangle of undergrowth, and the way a bear of any species will nttend to a dog I that dares to follow him alone Into such a retreat Is certainly scandalous. | —Los Angeles Times.
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