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Spring & Summer Suitings
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Our Big Line of
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Prices Are Low.
. . Big Lot of Rcom Mouldings and Window Blinds. . j
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A NEW FOR SFRING, 1804,
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H f\\ % ' RAINCOATS ... *lO to $25/f
COATS, rew Eton « tfic'S.FCO IO^"0
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< 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
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NEW SPRING CLOTHING.
You never saw such an immense stock
of Men's, Boys and Children's suits, and
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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.
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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
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H ali the oid favorite leathers. I
ra For any price NEW LASTS! 1
HI You wish to pay. THfc. NEW TOES! H
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i what ycu want for your early plowing. Give us a trial. ■
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§ 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. '
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[ SPRING CLOTHING. \
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) 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 <
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( Hats, Caps, SSiirts and Neckwear 5
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/ 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
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ShJJJ By MAURICE THOMPSON .<[s
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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
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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.