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Chumming With
An Apache
oi m =II TO
Never go chumming with an
Apache. You smile at such strange
advice? Well, I might have smiled
at it once myself. But we are all crea
tures of circumstance, and I was a
tenderfoot then, anyway. This is
how I chummed it with my little In
dian:
I was swinging my red-and-blue
clubs under the pepper-tree at the
back of the railroad station. This I
did because I had a theory that exer
cise was good for a man living on a
desert. The lazy Mexicans, and most
of the Americans thereabouts, had no
ruddy glow on their faces. They were
all sallow. What I wanted was a rud
dy glow.
My red-and-blue clubs circled about
very prettily that day, and the ruLdy
glow came; also a dripping epidermis
and a big desire to sit down in the
shade of the pepper-tree and blow
tobacco smoke. The tree was a small
one. When the station tank ran over,
which was not often, its roots received
a little moisture. So it grew, slowly.
As soon as I dropped my clubs a
squeal of disgust went up from some
where, and, as I turned about, I saw
a small, brown head dart behind a.,
cactus-lined rock.
I said nothing, but leaned back on
my seat, pulled my sombrero down
over my face, and shammed sleep,
with one half-closed eye on the rock
and the big cactus-shrubs. No use.
You can not get an Apache out of his
hole that way.
Next day, with my beautiful exer
cise theory still bristling in my brain,
I turned quickly, while in the midst of
my club-swinging, and saw the wide
open eyes and gaping mouth of the
cunningest little savnge I had ever
beheld. He spring about and fled be
hind the rock, but not too quickly for
me to read "XXX Family Flour" in
large red letters on his back. His
one short garment was a cotton sack,
with holes cut through it for his head
and arms.
"Come, Tads," I cried, christening
him in that fleeting second with a
name that stuck to him all his life,
"out of that!" And I Jumped behind
the rock, swinging an open hand that
did not grasp the flour-sack, as I had
intended It should.
Where was the wee savage?
Like a lizard, he had darted from
sight somewhere in that little patch
of rocks and cactus, though there did
not appear to be cover enough there
to conceal a Jack-rabbit.
"The spines must scratch him," I
thought, as I looked at the prickly
cactus; but I did not know then how
Apaches put up with small irritations.
Not wanting to give the boy unneces
sary torture, I went back to my clubs.
Throwing my eyes about again, I
caught another fleeting glimpse of the
brown head as it dodged behind the
rock.
Tads must have been disappointed
next day, for there was no club-swing
ing under the pepper-tree. The duties
of telegraph agent lay too heavily
upon the desert. I saw Tads steal
away from his lair about two hours
after my usual exercise time and walk
down the sanddrifts with a dejected
air, his one garment Happing in the
hot wind.
A wild nature like his was proof
against such snares as the toothsome
confection, the golden orange, or the
mealy peanut. I found that out by
trial in the course of the next week.
But an old Jack-knife won him over.
That was something his Apache mind
could grasp. It was a greater delight
to him than the red-and-blue clubs.
Sworn friends from that day were
Tads and I. His talk was a ridiculous
mixture of English, Spanish and
Apache, and his voice was very
throty. But I understood him. Indian
like. he said little. It was, therefore,
easy to get along with him. He would
Bit for hours on a high stool, listening
to the "tunk-tunk-tunk" of my sound
er. The telegraph was an awful mys
tery to him at first, and it squelched
his imagination; but he solved the
problem at last. A man away off
over the mountains spoke with his
finger to me and I spoke back to him.
That was his idea of it, and it was not
suclb a bad one. either. The hum
mirlgs of the wires overhead were the
Voices of people with pondrous fin
gers, but they were not of this world.
How the cowboys laughed when
they saw Tads and me in the station.
"That tenderfoot's a queer one,"
they said of me.
The despised Apache could not
crawl into their hearts —no, not even
If he were a six-year-old.
"He'll steal everything the tender
foot's got," they pleasantly averred.
But he did not.
When Tads left the station of an
evening, his little brown feet pattered
straight over the roads to the wicki
ups, a half-mile away. In time he wore
a narrow trail over to the hunts.
"Pltty veil," was what Tads would
grunt to me every day when he came
sfeyly into the office and I greeted him
with a friendly "How-de-do?" Then
he would shrug his shoulders in a way
that wrinkled the three X's Into such
bewildering folds that you could not
have read them unless you had known
what they were beforehand.
One day while he was meandering
about the place, grunting quietly to
himself, he upset one of my battery
Jars.
"Tads," I cried, angrily, for the de
sert's breath was hot upon me and
was Irritating enough, let alone spilled
Tjtrttti. "you"re a little beast I Skip
out of here, or I'll take a stick fa
you!"
Then arose a great howl from Tads,
and he kept on howling until an
Apache woman came over the sands
from the wickiups and gathered him
up In her arms. She was his mother.
She eyed me suspiciously and walked
away with her highly demonstrative
burden.
Of course I regretted my hot lan
guage and wanted the little beggar
back again. It was so lonely there on
the desert. The wires wailed so heart
brokenly, while the sun beat down so
fiercely In the daytime and the coyotes
yelled so dolefully at night. How he
had crept Into my heart, to be sure!
It was several days before we were
on satisfactory terms again. Tads
wanted to be a white man. He want
ed to make "talk marks" on "pupper"
with a feather—l sometimes used a
quill pen, be It remarked —and he
wanted to speak with his finger. Well,
I did manage to teach him a few let
ters from a railroad poster, and he
learned to drawl out "T-a-d-s" In a
droll way. With perseverance that
was really startling, I afterward took
him In an uncertain way through a
page or two of "Can you see the fat
ox," and so on, wherefore his heart
was glad.
"I'll be w'ite mans, iieap sure," he
declared in his bullfrog voice, after
he had accomplished this wonderful
feat.
Great distress racked Tad's soul on
the fatal day when the wickiups were
taken down and the tribe mounted its
mustangs togo over the hills. The
Apaches had to search all over the
station to find Tads. At last, they
hauled him forth from under my bunk,
screaming like mad. Of no avail were
his screams, of no avail was his cry:
"Me yanter stay wld him! Me yanter
be w'lte mans!"
Apache papas are unbending and
Apache mammas are inexorable. Away
they whisked Tads, leaving behind
him a tenderfoot with a queer feeling
in his throat.
"Well, the boy has the instincts of
a white man," I said, for I was proud
of what I fancied I had made of him,
"and he'll be a shining light among
those devilish people of his. If we had
a few more like him to put among
them, the Apache question would set
tle Itself, and we could set our sol
diers to hoeing corn."
Then I took up the restless life of a
city man, and a big and busy railroad
office claimed a good share of my at
tention for the next ten years. Yes, it
was fully that long before I again
set foot upon the desert. Our train
stopped at the old station. How the
pepper-tree had grown, to be sure. In
its shade sat a cavalry sergeant with
a half-dozen of his men about him,
and in their midst were three Indian
prisoners, who were being taken to
the fort to be shot.
They were fierce-looking fellows,
those three savages. There was one,
the youngest, who was a perfect
demon, the soldiers said.
'"Killed three women and two
babies down at Mustang Wash last
Tuesday," said the sergeant to me;
"Just after one of them had given him
his breakfast, too. He's a young one,
not more than seventeen, I should
say; but he's the worst red devil I
ever saw."
Gazing at the boy captive, a
Btrange feeling stole over me. The
stolid fare was oddly familiar.
"His name? Blessed if I know,"
said the sergeant; "what do you call
yourself, young one?" he asked, giving
him a not too delicate poke with tho
toe of his boot.
"Me? Why, my name's Tads!"
grunted the boy.
"Talks pretty good English for a
wild devil who has been over the
Mexican border so long, doesn't he?"
asked the sergeant, turning to me.
But I said nothing.—Frank Bailey
Millard.
The Era of the Waterfalls.
One of the most notable things In
the rapid march of mechanical science
Is the increasing use of waterfalls for
the production of electric power. This
Is going on In all parts of the world,
and has resulted In an enormous In
crease In the money value of the falls.
Some one has estimated that Niagara
Falls, as a producer of power, is
worth $1,000,000,000. Waterfalls are
now driving tram-cars, lighting cities,
running factories, irrigating farms and
performing innumerable other ser
vices, often at a distance of many
miles from the source of power. Italy,
abounding with waterfalls on the
slopes of the Alps and the Apennines,
Is among the leaders in this advance.
In India it is proposed to derive 60,000
horse-power from the Doogh Sagar
River, at a point where its waters de
scend about 2,500 feet.
Apple Trees In Tubs.
In Germany dwarf standard pear
and apple trees about four feet tall
and pyramidal in form are grown in
small tubs for decoration. The trees
bear from ten to thirty pears or ap
ples which, when nourished with mu
riate of potash, are highly colored and
effective both in the blossom and the
fruit.
Looked Like a Fake.
Tommy—What did you think of the
play "Julius Caesar," last night?
Billy—Oh, gee! It was a fake.
"Why BO?"
" 'Cause, when they killed Julius
Caesar and the curtain went down, he
comes out and bows to the audience.
He wasn't dead at alii"
"Old Moneybags is afraid that
prince he bought for his daughter is
a bogus one."
"Why so?"
"When it came to settling up he
asked for the prince's debts, and the
fellow told him he hadn't any."
THE MERE MAN'S
VIEWPOINT
WILLIE AND SPRING
By BYRON WILLIAMS
fHEN told to write
something on
spring little Wil
lie came to bat
with this sentence:
"Spring Is the
beautiful fishing
time that comes
right after ma
makes us nil take
burdock and sassa-
I enn remember
with equal con
stancy of memory
w tho bitterness of
V the spring tnedi
oorNo WADINO. fine, but even this
would have been
forgiven mother if she bad been rea
sonable about the time when a boy
might with safety go barefoot.
Of course mother never could real
ize how hot shoes are in March, when
the first call of the robin is heard and
the lilac buds begin to swell in their
vernal swathlngs. It Is not to be ex
pected that a boy's mother enn feel tho
rub-rub of that shoe upon the heel nor
sense the persistent yearning to enjoy
the greening grass upon the sole of a
bare foot.
Ma never has been a boy, and she
cannot know that fish never bite before
barefoot time, and yesterday Billy
nawklus caught a stoneroller and four
bullheads up back of Bailey's mill.
Darn it, ina ought to have been a
boy, that's all!
If she could see Willie look at his
stewed feet every night in March and
realize how that big toe just simply
languished for a stone bruise or a bee
Bting her heart would go out to blru;
she would take chances on doctor bills
and tell Willie to "shuck 'em" and go
barefoot if he caught his death.
And when mother has given her con
sent Willie whoops away like a colt
that has at last succeeded in jumping
a six foot fence
and run away ft/L
into succulent
pastures. Th e A
first few jumps l* J
are followed by /V/V^L
a few "ohs" J
and "ahs," for
Willie's feet are
tender, and the
bristles of the \
grass are sharp, J
but he is too I
happy to permit .* /
anything to stem PjT/ /,
the tide that .Mf
flows onto glory.
and off he shoots
to Join the gang. W J LI IE wuoors AWAY
And mother's
troubles begin with that barefoot pe
riod, for every night before retiring
Willie must wash his feet. Mother
insists on this rigid rule and wonders
why, with all her sternness, the sheets
on Willie's bed soli so quickly.
When Willie conies home at night
after tramping up the creek and down
the creek in search of crabs for bait,
across leagues and leagues of meadow
land after snooting stars and through
the cow paths of the neighborhoood
"huntin' fer gopher holes" he is tired
naturally. Before mother or father
realizes what has happened William
is stretched out on the carpet or the
sofa fast asleep.
Bedtime comes, and mother, begins
to awaken Willie. Have you ever
tried to awaken a good healthy boy
along about 9 o'clock in the evening?
Have you ever tried to awaken n boy
who has tramped and tramped, fished
and fished and done the thousand nnd
one things that a boy always does dur
ing the day? Ilave you, I say, ever
tried to awaken this boy and get him
to wash his feet and goto bed?
If you have and succeeded there is a
reason why you are successful. There
tls a because
why beyond the
fact that you nre
a business man
of prominence or
a professional
man of note.
You nre a gen
eral—a Napoleon.
Willie is a tough
problem. Why,
when you take
hold of him he
falls in so ninny
directions that
you think of try
ing to carry six
ty-five pounds of
hot taffy in your
A TOUGH PROBLKU. arms and safely
depositing it on the table at the candy
pull.
If he awakens at all he is cross and
irritable. He doesn't see any use in
waking a fellow up to wash his feet,
and he says so. Finally you or moth
er dips in and performs the ablutions,
roundly berating him for his baduess.
And the next night he wants togo
out in the yard and drng his feet
around in the dew wet grass. "Why,
ma. It washes 'em fine!" he exclnims,
and by way of proof sticks up a stain
ed and battered foot, still wet with
the dew of Aurora's still.
But mother doesn't seem to take
kindly to the suggestion. In fact,
William has tried this before, and the
sheets bore mute evidence that some
body had been buukoed, possibly
mother.
Rut it's away past barefoot time
any bow.
Rich Girl Weds Chauffeur.
Miss Margaretta D. Hambleton, the
daughter of Mrs. Frank S. Hambleton,
and Owen Frank Monahan, twenty-one
years of ago an rutomobile mechanic,
were privately married in Baltimore.
The bride is twenty years of age
Her father, the late Frank S. Ham
bleton, was a prominent banker of
Baltimore, and the family is of tho
highest social position. Mrs. Hamble
ton, the mother, was out of the city,
and it is understood that she had no
knowledge of her daughter's purpose.
The newly wedded pair left on an
automobile trip throngh the south 1m
mediately after the ceremony.
Monahan, who is a college graduate,
accompanied the Hambleton family tc
Europe three years ago as an expert
chauffeur and was thus thrown much
in Miss Hambleton's company.
I It is understood that there were
strong objections to the match on thf
part of the bride's family. Advantage
was taken of the opportunity offered
by the absence of the mother; a friend
of the groom procured the necessary
license, and soon after the ceremony
was simply and quickly performed at
the rectory of St. Philip's and St.
James' Catholic church.
Find Woman's Body; Murder Suspected
j The body of Mrs. Dora White, who,
with her sister, Miss Alice Shores, dis
appeared from Annapolis, Md., April
i 5 last, was found floating in Spa creek,
■ near that place.
| The upper part of the body was
badly bruised, and a coroner's jury,
: of which Mayor Strange is foreman,
j would not render a verdict, but ad
journed until Tuesday to permit of a
. report by the county physician as to
| whether the bruises were received be
fore or after Mrs. White fell or was
thrown into the water.
The creek has been persistently
searched since the woman's disappear
ance, but, aside from the finding of
Miss Shore's hat in the water near a
bridge where they were last seen, no
trace of them was found until Sunday.
License to Drink.
Representative F. H. Knight, of
j Clarion county, Pa., is drafting a bill
requiring every man or woman who
disires to drink spiritous, malt or
| brewed liquors in Pennsylvania to
take out an annual license at a cost
of $5.
Representative Knight figures that
there are at least a million out of the
state's nine million people who would
want such a license and that there
fore the revenue would be $5,000,000 a
year.
His bill would prohibit the issuance
of licenses to habitual drunkards and
would make it a misdemeanor to serve
intoxicating drinks to any one who did
not have a license.
Murder In Insane Asylum.
Tearing a leg from a table in a
fit of Insane rage, Adam Kuntzleman,
an Inmate of the insane department
of the almshouse at Schuylkill Haven,
Pa., struck John Polauis, another in
mate, a terrific blow upon the head,
injuring him so badly that he died
almost instantly.
The madman then attacked his
keepers, but they succeeded in over
powering him and rendering him help
less. Kuntzleman was a prisoner in
the county jail until a l'ew weeks ago,
when he was removed to the alms
house upon the recommendations of
two physicians appointed by the
court to inquire into his sanity.
Put Dynamite In His Pipe.
John B. Kone, of Chanceford town
ship, near York, Pa., filled his pipe
with tobacco which he had been car
rying in his pocket.
In some manner he got a small cap
of dynamite mixed with the weed and
while he was smoking the pipe ex
ploded. Part of his nose was blown
off, his right eye was badly injured
and his face was severely burned.
The Mississippi at St. Paul.
At St. Paul the Mississippi river Is
at Its best as regards scenery. Tho
approach to the city is made through
stretches dotted with beautiful islands,
and below this is a succession of bluffs
that put the Hudson r'alisades to
shame. Above St. Paul and between
it and Minneapolis the banks are mag
nificent with wooded high shores,
broken in places by Minnehaha creek,
where euters the river after tumbling
over rocks, making Minnehaha falls.
At another place it Is entered by the
Minnesota river. At the aflluence of
i the rivers is situated Fort Snelling.
the early Indian fort built in 1821, and
now an army post. Pittsburg Dis
patch.
Seeks SSOOO Damages from driest.
Because Rev. A. Varlaky, a Catholic
priest, is alleged to have circulated
slanderous reports about her, Miss
| Emily Krivda. of Bethlehem, Pa., be
gan suit against him for SSOOO dam
ages.
Penny Postage Near, Hitchcock Says.
Postmaster General Hitchcock is
confident that "penny postage" Is a
probability of the near future as the
I result of reductions In the $17,600,000
deficit.
Women Form "Wet" Club.
| The Chilton club, Boston's newest
woman's association, was granted a
i regular club license despite the pro
; tests of the W. C. T. U. Liquor will be
served In the clubhouse to members
and their friends.
The Material That Costs.
I "Those old Greeks and Romans were
lavish in their use of marbles for their
buildings," said the tourist.
."Yes," replied ths man who Is doing
business with an architect; "they prob
ably couldn't afford lumber."—Wash
ington Star.
Given 25 Years For Murder.
Ciemy Ridgeway, colored, was given
twenty-five years at hard labor In the
penitentiary for the murder of Her
bert Bibb, who was a former Cam-
Jen, N. J., fireman, by Supreme Court
Judge Garrison. On last Christmas
eve Hibbs, returning from a store with
a number of Christmas gifts under
his arm, saw two colored men fighting
at Seventh and Kaighn avenues. lie
called upon them to stop, whereupon
Ridgeway turned upon him and cut
his throat with a razor.
Lloyd, Puzzle Maker, Dies.
Sam Lloyd, the puzzle expert, whose
problems have interested not alone
the rising generation but others, died
at his home in Brooklyn from a stroke
of apoplexy. He was seventy years of
age.
For many years Mr. Lloyd had been
famous throughout the country for hia
popular problems for the amusement
of newspaper and magazine readers.
In this unique calling he built up a
fortune that has been estimated at
more than a million dollars.
Pays $50,000 For a Bible.
Henry E. Huntington, son of the
late Collis P. Huntington, paid $50,-
000 for the famous Guttenberg Bible
from the Robert Iloe collection in
New York, which is almost double the
price ever paid for a book in the his
tory of book dealing. The purchase
was made at the auction sale of tho
Hoe collection.
Blinded by Stove Polish.
Mrs. lrvin Gisenhauer, of Pottsville,
Pa., was injured in her kitchen and
rendered blind by an unusual explo-
She was blacking the stove when
the polish ignited. In the accompany
ing flash both eyes were filled with
the burning polish, and her face and
head were splashed with it. She is in
a serious condition.
Blind Man Burned to Death.
Mrs. Hattie Fox and her blind hus
band perished when a store in which
they lived in Asheville, N. C., was
swept by flames.
GENERAL MARKETS
PHILADELPHIA FLOUR weak;
winter clear, $3.25@3.50; city mills,
fancy, $r>.25@5.75.
RYE FL.OUR steady, at $4.15@4.25
per barrel.
WHEAT quiet; No. 2 red, new, !ll
@ 92c.
CORN quiet; No. 2 yeilow, 59@
69>/ 2 e.
OATS steady; No. 2 white, 39c.;
tower grades, 37 %c.
POULTRY: Live steady; hens, lfi'{.
©l7c.; old roosters, llV»@l2c. l)re?u
sd firm; choice fowls, 17c.; old roost
ers, 12M.C.
BUTTER steady; extra creamery,
24 'fcc. per lb.
EGGS steady; selected, 20 @ 22c.;
nearbv, 18c.; western, 18c.
POTATOES firm; Gs@7oc. bushel.
Live Stock Markets.
PITTSBURG (Union Stock Yards)
CATTLE steady; choice, $G.40@6.60;
prime, $6.15@(!.40.
SIIEFP slow; prime wethers, S3.SO
@4; lambs, s3(ft 3.50; veal calves, $0
@6.50.
HOGS lower; prime heavies, st>.2s(Jt)
6.30; mediums, $6.50@6.55; heavy and
light Yorkers and pigs, $6.65&>6.67 5 ,4;
roughs, $5@5.50.
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BLACKLEG.
Owners of livestock in Sullivan
County whose cattle are exposed to
the infection of blackleg or black
quarter may have their cattle vac
cinated against this disease by the
State Livestock Sanitary Hoard
without cost to the owner of the
cattle by complying with the follow
ing rules:—
1. An application for vac
cination shall be filled out and
mailed to Dr. ('. .J. Marshall, Secre
tary of the Stale. Livestock Sani
tary Hoard, Jlai risburg, before
May Ist, 11)11.
Ihe application shall con
tain the name and address of the
owner of the cattle, a statement as
to the location of the farm upon
which the animals are kept and the
number and kind of animals in the
herd.
Vaccinations cannot be made at
the expense of the Stale Livestock
Sanitary Board upon application re
ceived after May Ist. For such
cause vaccine will be furnished free
of charge, but the owner will be
required to defray the expenses of
employing the veterinarian to ad
minister it.
C. J. Marshall,
State Veterinarian.
Register's Notices.
Notice it- hereby given (hat the follow
ing Accounts ol Executors, Adminstra
tors, etc., have been tihil in my office:
First and Final Account of Waller J.
Mauier, Executor of the last Will at.d
Testament of •lames Tomkins, late of
Elkland Township, Deceased.
In the Estate of Admit More)*, late ol
Ciicrrv Township, Deceased. Inventory
App laisenu nt of Personal Estate set
apart to widow.
And the same will lie presented to the
Orphans Court of Sullivan County, to he
held at I.aporle, Petina., on the fifteenth
day of May, A. I). Hill, at 2i o'clock I\
M., for confirmation and allowance, and
they shall then he confirmed Ni. Si.; and
unless Exceptions aie filed within ten
days thereafter, Confirmation absolute
will he entered thereon.
ALBERT F. HE ESN.
lifrtrister of Wills.
Register's Ollice, l.a Porte, Pa.,
April 17, Hill.
You can get warm meals at all
hours at Smith Bondman's hotel,
Sonestown, Ha. adv.