TUB CITIZEN,
WEDNESDAY, FEB. 2, 1010.
II
1 Polly and the
f Death Trap f
4 By CHAS. SLONA REID. I
11 llll -H nil 11
Polly Blake was sitting on n pun
cheon stool, milking a one-liorneil
cow. A man stood a fow feet be
hind her with his back against the
fence. He was qulto different from
Polly's kind', as any stranger might
liavo guessed. He was a town man
Polly was a mountain girl.
Polly kept busy with hor milking
and the man talked volubly, as he
usually did. It was sunsot and the
shadow of night already had fallen
upon the valley below, giving a dus
ky hue to tho foliage of the distant
trees. It was the hour when Polly
usually milked tho one-horned cow
In the evening; and It was not by ac
cident that tho man was there, talk
ing to her. Polly wore no bonnet
and tho mass of curling brown hair
which hung about her neck and
shoulders was ravlBhlng In the rich
ness of Its effect. Obviously she was
glad of the man's presence, for a
certain happiness and a certain
amount of embarassment, when he
was near, invariably set her heart
to thumping In a way that caused the
the color In her cheoks to come and
go like the gleam of a red ripe cher
ry fn a fitful sunlight.
"Polly," said the man, as ho rat
tled on from one subejet to another,
without taking tho trouble to round
his periods, "that cow worries me.
1 think, since sho cannot have a unl.
form pair of horns, It would be much
better If she had none at all. What
do you think about It?"
"Yes, I think she'd look better
without any, 'less'n she had two. But
I reckon she couldn't help losln' tho
other one."
"How did she lose it, anyway?"
"She fell into a blind ditch and
broke it off tryin' to get out."
"What is a blind ditch, Polly?"
"It's a gulley that has been klver
ed over with bresh an' slch like."
"That's a pretty dangerous sort
of thing to have about the place
Isn't it?"
"Yes, reckon it is. Never know
where ye're goln' to land, some
times, If ye break through the
bresh."
"I guess It would be well for a
chap to be careful In climbing about
these hills, then?"
"As I've hinted to ye once or twice
already. It's a good idea to be keer
ful In several ways, Mr. Gordon."
"Oh, don't call mo Mr. Gordon,
Polly, say Maxey. It would sound
more like you cared a little, you
know. And you do, don't you, Pol
ly? There's no one listening, won't
you tell me yes?"
But Polly -ras Bllent and her very
silence assured the man that she did
care.
Her task was soon finished, and
Polly arose from the milking stool.
Gordon advanced to take the pail.
This little gallantry he had- paid
regularly every evening for a fort
night; and Polly had come to accept
it as a matter of course. So they
walked along together, she In her
simple nature unablo to conceal her
heart's growing fondness for this
stranger; and he apparently pleased
with her manifested liking.
Later, when the evening meal was
finished; and Gordon, with the Blaku
family, sat near the fireplace, he en
tertaining the rest with stories of
travel and incidental anecdotes, tho
apparition of a head and shoulders
at an open window near where Polly
sat caused tho narrator to pause In
one of his stories. The head and
shoulders were those of a stout
young mountaineer, and the fam
would have been one marvelously
handsome with the added expression
of a cultivated mind.
At the -pause In Gordon's story,
Polly turned her head; and when her
gaze alighted upon the man at the
window she lowered her eyebrows.
Ben Martin had been her acknowl
edged lover for a long time; and
now as she thought of how her heart
bad gone away from him, a little
pang of something like remorse
troubled her bosom.
Ben stood silently gazing In the
window for several minutes, then he
spoke in a tone of voice more that
of command than of entreaty.
"Polly, I want ye to come out
here a minute," he said; "there's
something I got to say to you."
The girl glanced at Gordon, then
arose, Gordon chuckled to himself.
He knew how matters had stood be
tween the two and he suspected tbuc
this was to be one more appeal on
Martin's part.
When Polly came up to wher
Ben stood at the edge of the road,
tho man took her hand.
"Polly," he began and his vole
was fully of emotion, "I can se I'm
a losln' ye, an' It's a brsaklu' my
heart, girl."
"What do ye mean, Ben!"
"1 guess ye know, what I mean,
Polly, But I want to Ull y, that
chap's a skunk, Jest a plain skunk.
He pertends to be proopectln' round
here for gold but we all hav cal
c'lated he's protpectin' for somethln'
else. He keeps a nosln' round th
cove; and today he bumped right up
agin our still on Soco. Jim Turpln
nn' Lee Hooper wu a watchln' him;
an' the way he sneaked away from
there an' took his hearln's as h
went was a site too plain. So we've
laid a trap for him, Polly a trap
that will get him If he's what v
think sho Js, but won't get him If he's
all right, little girl. So, If we're
wrong, Polly, why I I Jest wanted
MI
to tell yo, girl, that artor all's over
"11 still bo comln' back to yo an'
nnybo yer love will come back to
mo."
Ben squeezed her hand once and
released It. There wns sllonca a mo.
ment, then the girl Raid:
"1 think ye're wrong, Ben."
"Maybo so, Polly, maybe so. We'll
soon And out. Good-bye."
Ben strode away and loft tho girl
to return slowly toward the house,
wondering what manner of trap the
boys had sot, though stoutly resist
ing the fear It might capture Gor
don. The evening wanod, Gordon's
stories grew uninteresting, Blako
nodded by tho hearth corner and
Polly waited for the opportunity to
give the prospector one more wnrn
lng. So when Gordon arose to go to
hit loom, a low shed room at ono end
of, the veranda, Polly stole to tho
doorway and slipped Into the dark
ness outside.
"I wante to tell ye agin to be keer
ful," sho whispered, as Gordon
paused near hor. "Yc've raised sus
picions, an' but I can't tell ye any
more. Only bo powerful keerful."
Gordon laughed softly. "Oh, I'll
be careful, little Polly," ho said;
"never fear about that."
Ho attempted to take hor hand,
but the girl dodged back Into tho
main room and was gone.
Tho next morning Gordon failed
to respond when called to an early
breakfast.
" 'Pears to mo the prospector's
sleepin' mighty sound this mornln',"
said Blako, as ho returned to tho
waiting family In the main room.
Polly's heart took fright at once.
A hundred things might have hap
pened to Gordon during tho night
the methods of the moonshiners
were Inscrutable.
"Pap, I reckon ye'd bettor go In
an' wako him," sho suggested, "for
the meat on the table's a gettln'
cold."
With candle In hand Blake went
back to Gordon's door, opened It and
peered Inside.
"Why, by the HvlnM" he exclaim
ed, "this bed ain't been teched."
At this moment, Polly's knee3
quaked, and her fingers clinched to
gether impulsively. And at this
moment, too, she hated all her race,
all her kind among tho mountains,
her brothers and their co-partners,
Ben Martin and all the rest. Sho
turned her eyes toward the rafters
and allowed a thought of revenge to
take shape In her brain.
"Well, he's not here," said Blake,
returning; "so thar's no uso to wait
for him. Let's eat."
Polly minced her breakfast, hur
riedly milked the one-horned cow,
cleaned the kitchen things, then stole
out over the mountain toward the
Horse-Shoe Cove on Soco. She knew
well the spot where tho still stood
and she knew tho narrow defile
through which alone the cove was
accessible. Tho trail wound like a
snake round over the mountain,
down into the valley, then along up
the creek between the cliffs. Where
the trail ascended, Polly climbed
feverishly; where It descended, she
ran. In this manner the three miles
to the neck of the cove were .
covered and sho waB speeding along
the path 'to whore It crossed the
Devil's Sink Hole. This was a nar
row fissure whose mouth was not
over six feet wide, and whose great
est length was not over twenty feet,
yet it opened away Into the earth to
a depth of forty feet. A narrow
bridge, Just the width of the trail
had spanned the opening and when
Polly reached the Bpot this morning
sho saw that the bridge was no long,
er there. She ran to the edgo of the
hole and dropped to her knees. It
required some moments for her
gaze to pierce the gloom down there,
but presently she saw the prospector,
Kith disheveled hair and torn cloth
ing, seated at the botom of the As
sure. Silence reigned throughout the
wood and the low sound of Polly's
volco when she spoke seemed to echo
a mile away. But Gordon had caught
thu cull and ho looked up.
"Ah. Is It you, Polly?" he ex
claimed. "Yes; an' ye didn't listen when I
warned ye last night, though I didn't
think about thU place when I told
ye."
"I am a conceited sort of fellow,
Polly, and thought I could take care
of myself. But I've learned a letsoa
this time sure."
"Do ye know what was meant for
ye when ye fell Into this hole?"
"Why It was meant for ye to per
ish to death down there, for nobody
ever comes this trnll but them that
laid tho trap for ye."
"But you have come to help me
out, sweetheart?"
Polly's heart thrilled at this title
of endearment and once more an
Impulse of hatred for her race welled
up In her bosom.
"There's a grape vine back hsra
I think long enough."
She sprang away from the hole
and soon returned, bringing with her
a long stout vine, one end of which
she lowered into the hole. When
Gordon could reash the lower end,
the girl made th other end fast to
the roots of a stout shrub near by,
and the prospector found It an easy
matter to climb out of the hole by
means of the vln and Its branches.
And when he stood by tho side of
Polly on the trail above he took her
hand and looking Into her eyes, said:
"Little girl, you have saved my
life and when I tell her all about It,
my wlfo will love and praise you to
the skies."
A Hash of suddon flro leaped from
Polly' oyes. Sho Jerked her band
from Gordon's clasp and the nexi
Instant had glvon him a shovo that
sont him reeling backward toward
tho Devil's Sink Hole
The prospectdr was unable to re
cover his balance, and wrb poised for
a single Instant at tho edge of the
opontng, ready to shoot downward
again, when a strong hand suddenly
reached out, caught him by the
clothing and pulled him back to safe
ty onco more.
"If ye'vo got a wlfo, yo skunk, go
to hor! An' don't yo bo noBln round
thcRO hills again, d'yo hoar that?"
The speaker was Ben Martin. Gor
don looked from Ben to the girl,
then turned and hurrlod nlong tho
trail that led out of tho covo. And
long after ho was gono from view,
silence reigned between Ben and the
girl. But at last Polly took a step
toward Ben, and tho mountaineer,
with a full heart, sprang to meet
her.
"Ben." declared Polly, "yer little
finger's worth n world of 'om lllto
him; an' I'vo Jest found out how
much I lovo ye."
Bon caught her In hia arms and
kissed her.
"Then let's havo tho weddin', Pol
ly; an' I'll finish tho cabin down on
Lufty." Now Orleans Picayune.
Humorously Worded Rebuke.
Theodoro P. Roberts had a fluent
command of language, both In speak
ing and writing, and was well liked
by everybody. He could secure the
attention of a negligent publisher If
need be. To ono such, who was re
miss about sending vouchers, he once
closed up a long letter with tho
sentence: "And, finally, my dear
sir, permit mo to say that It would
be easier for a camel to rldo Into
the kingdom of heaven on a veloci
pede than, for anyone to find a lato
copy of your paper in tho city of
New York."
London's Beggars.
It Is calculated that four thousand
persons make a living in London by
begging, and that their average In
come amounts to about 30s. a week,
or more than 300,000 pounds a year.
Last year 1,925 persons were arrest
ed for begging In the streets, of
whom more than fifteen hundred
were sentenced to' terms of Imprison
ment varying from ono week to three
months. Many of these objects of
charity were found In possession of
sums of money, and even of bank
books showing very handsome de
posits. Tit-Bits.
Lost Lnnd In England.
Great Britain, between 1867 and
1S80, lost 148.906 acres by en
croachment of the sea. Even this
loss Is small compared with others In
times past. Thus, according to a
survey In the time of Edward I, the
duchy of Cornwall had 1,500.000
acres, but a survey In recent years
gives It only 829,500 acres. Whole
villages In some cases have been
slowly undermined and swept away,
as In the case of Dunwlch, whereof
only a ruined church on the edge of
a cliff remains.
Livingstone's Teacher Alive.
One of the boyhood teachers of
David Livingstone, the African mis
sionary, Is still alive and on active
service. He Is tho Rev. F. B. Cold
well, a member of the Lancashire
and Chelsea presbytery In England,
88 years of age. When a young man
he was a teacher at a school In tho
neighborhood of Blantyre, Lanark
shire, and among bis pupils was
young David Livingstone who used
to walk a distance of 11 miles dally
to and from school.
Estimate of Chemistry.
Berzellus, the Swedish chemist,
made most of his experiments In the
kitchen with his cook as his only as
sistant. "What is your master?"
asked one of his neighbors. "Oh, ho
Is a chemist." "What's that? What
does he do?" "Well, I will tell you.
He has something In a big bottle,
then he pours It Into a smaller one,
and then again Into quite a tiny bot
tlo." "Well, and what then happens
to It?" "Oh, then I throw It away."
Much Kissed Book.
For swearing a Jury at an Inquest
at High Wycombe, Mr. Charsley, the
coroner for South Buck's (England)
recently used a New Testament print
ed In the year 1798. Tho book,
which has been constantly used by
himself, his father and grandfather,
Is still In good condition, and original
ly cost th modest sum of 18 cents.
At the lowest computation It must
have been the recipient of a hundred
thousand formal kisses,
English Common Law.
The Common Law of England Is
an ancient collection of unwritten
maxims and customs of British, Sax
on and Danish origin, which, by long
use and approval, have become fund
amental In English Jurisprudence.
Many of the principles of the Eng
lish Common Law hold In this coun
try, and throughout the English
speaking world as well.
Novel Zoological Pnrk.
Kansas City la creating a novel
zoological park. Sixty acres havo
been set aside in Swope Park, and
dens are to be excavated in rocky
cliffs for den living animals, with In
closures In front. A creek will bo
divided Into basins, and In each
basin will be planted aquatic plants,
animals and fish.
China's Camphor Trade.
P,arsce merchants havo a monopoly
of the manufacture of camphor oil at
Foochow, China, controlling seven
teen distilleries, and export most or
the product to India.
OUR BOYS AND(S
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The Malay Mutiny
"Talk about trouble," said Sandy
HopklnB ns ho stroked his whiskers
and gazed across tho Hudson at a
fine bark that was bolng towed up
Btrcam, "why, man, wo had a lot of
It on tho Farragut. Tho farragut
was a fine three skysall yardor, and
she's among the list of missing ships.
But that's slnco my time on her, for
I made tho voyage on tho old ship
twenty years ago from Calcutta to
Anjer Point, in Java.
"Wo had a cargo of Juto and r.
crew of Malays, and wo hailed from
Newburyport. Thero had been trou
ble between the old man mcanln' the
skipper and tbo Lascars of the crew
because tho old man had walloped
one of the dusky sailors over the
head with a length of knotted rope.
The black follows were In ugly mood
when we left Calcutta, and ono night
wnen it was my trick on deck I no
ticed that they wore rather moro
JIU JITSUING A MAD MALAY,
active than Is usual for a Malay sea
men at such a late hour.
"As we came out from the after
cabin again we were Just In time to
Bee one of the Lascars coming from
the fo'c's'le hiding something be
hind a screen he carried, and which
seemed to be flaring up now and
then.
With a shout the sk'-tper and the
second mate and I rushed out upon
those brown devils. The skipper
and I fired at the same time and two
of the Malays dropped, one of them
being the fellow with the screen,
from whose hands fell a burning
torch, which he had brought to
drop Into tho oil soaked cargo of
Jute under the forward hatch.
"As we ran forward some of the
Malays came up from behind with
clubs, which they had evidently
brought aboard with thorn or fash
ioned from lumber taken on at Cal
cutta. There was a hand to hand
fight, and. while w-e were fighting
another Malay brought another torch
and started to stick it Into the half
open hatch.
"I caught that fellow round the
waist and tossed him clear of the
rail and Into the sea. The others
rushed at me and I threw them over
board one after the other, until I
had tossed a half dozen of the
screeching, chattering scoundrels In
to the Indian Ocean.
"It was a mighty close shave for
all of us, especially slnco wo had, run
out of ammunition, and there were
still fifteen mutinous, half crazed
Malays to deal with In the fo-cs-le.
"With drawi. revolvers which
were empty and without a hope of
reloading them, we managed to keep
that crowd of sailors forward while
the skipper, second mate, ship's car
penter and I worked the ship. The
native cook was among tho muti
neers and, cesldes, we would not
havo trusted ourselves to eat the
stuff he might havo fixed up for us
after tho trouble. So we four white
men lived as best we could on dry
biscuit and some coffee that tho car
penter built. Tho dead Malays were
tossed over board without any cere
mony. On any other occasion this
would have meant a mutiny In It
self. We made Anjer I olnt and deliv
ered a precious lot of natives over
to the authorities. I am rather
afraid that porhaps tho same fate
met. tho Farragut on her noxt voy
age, for she sailed out of Calcutta
with a Malay crew nnd was never
heard from again."
A lky nnd a Cult.
A hoy named Henry Billings,
whoso parents .ive In Brunswick O.,
armed himself with a rope about 40
feet long and climbed to the roof of
a shed In the barnyard to lacso any
calf that might pass that way. It
was not long beforo he had a chanco
to cast his nooso over the head of a
yearling, but tho animal had only
been mado fast when It started off
with such a Jerk that Henry was
brought down off tho roof and had
both legs broken.
It 1b sometimes hard to tell the
difference between a boy and a calf,
but In this caso It Is easy to see that
the calf had the most wisdom.
Universal Language.
"I've got to make a specoh at tho
club to-night. Can you give me a
hint?"
"Yes; Just say 'Flllemupagaln!"
A caterpillar devours six ilnies Its
own weight in food In a single
month.
riCKIjED BEETS IN CAMP.
Lnugli Wns On tho Bachelor When
They Told Tliclr Story.
''When you tnko tho ox tram up
to Emporia after tho mall and pro
visions, soo If you can't got some
vegetables," said Warren. "Tho
cows got Into my garden and cleaned
up what tho coons, bugs and other
things had left, nnd wo want some
green stun. Sec If you enn't got
soma onions, beets, cucumbers, or
anything."
We woro bachelors, pioneering In
Kansas, says Mr. Fred Mather, tho
author of "Men I Have Fished
With," and among tho things I
brought back from Emporia was a
lino bunch of early beets. Wo prom
ised ourselves a treat.
Wo pooled and sliced them nnd put
them In vinegar. Next day they
wero set out for theh evening meal
and we talked about them.
"Them beets must bo moro than a
hundred years old," said Warren.
"I've seen lots o' beets, but they was
alluz tender and good."
"They can't bo old. They don't
keep beets over a year, llko dried
beans; besides that, didn't you seo
tho tops wero green? I think they're
a now kind or else tho soil here Is
not good for bolts."
"They ain't cut thin enough for
tho vinegar to soften them," said he.
"These cukes are all right; they're
cut thin and the vinegar goes right
through them and they'ro tender."
"Yes, tho cucumbers are good; but
what alls tho beets I don't know.
I'vo often eaten 'em at home" when
mother cut 'em up In vinegar. Per
haps they want to be soaked In it
longer to make 'cm tender. I don't
know how long they havo to stay In
before they're fit to eat."
"Let 'em soak a while, then, and
try it. Beets Is a mighty good rel
ish. They'ro good for what alls you;
for a man can't live on salt pork,
ham and all that stuff salt codfish
anu mackerel and slch stuff with
out a little vegetable food. Put them
beets away till thoy get tender; that's
all they want."
The beets were set aside In vine
gar until such time as they were fit
to eat. We sampled them dally but
there was no susceptible Improve
ment. On Sunday, we cleaned up
tho house, brushed ourselves, and
walked up to Serrlne's ranch, where
Mrs. S. and Mrs. Judge Howell were
discussing some abstruse question.
They wanted to know how "bach
ing" went. Warren went Into de-
, tails and finally mentioned tho beets.
There was an Instantaneous duet of
soprano and contralto:
"Didn't you boll 'em first?"
I sneaked outside, and left War
ren to settle things with tho two
women.
Adjustable Shoo Fastener.
Numerous attempts havo been
made to design a fastener for shoes
which will overcome the faults of the
button shoe and yet be as serviceable
and practical as the laced shoe
Everybody Is familiar with the one
objection to the button fastening-
the shoo seldom fits tho foot properly
until tho buttons are ptrfectly read
Justed. This fault Is, of course,
overcome In tho laced shoo, but the
latter requires more labor to fasten.
A shoo fastener patented by a Now
Jersey man and shown In the .Illus
tration appears to bo a good substl
tuto for either although It lacks
beauty. This fastener is of metal,
consisting of a tongue which Is fas
tened to tho shoe on ono sido of the
opening and tho clamp on tho oppo
site sldo. Tbo tongue Is formed of
several wedge-shaped hooks. The
tongues can thus be connected to the
clamps at any desired point, and tho
flaps of tho shoo drawn together to
any desired extent. Tho fastener
can be employed also on other arti
cles of apparel, such as corsets,
gloves, etc.
Lost Her Engagement Finger.
Miss Emma Collins, 18 years old,
the daughter of B. L. Collins, a
Boone county 'Mo.) farmer, can
never wear a ring on her engagement
finger. While ascending tho cellar
steps she lost her balance and fell.
In the fall her ring caught on a nail
and her linger was laceratod. The
finger was amputated.
Productive Maple.
From a slnglo maplo tree on the
farm of Charles Hulslander, Tioga
County, Pa., a yield of ono hundred
gallons of sap was obtained, from
which was made about twonty-threo
pounds of sugar. Tho tree, was
about two feot In diameter and was
tapped In five places.
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THE I). & H. SUMMER-HOTEL AND
BOARDING HOUSE DIRECTORY.
The Delaware & Hudson Co. is
now collating Information for tho
1010 edition of "A Summer Para
dise," the D. & H. summer-hotel and
boarding-house directory that has
done so much to advertise nnd de
velop the resorts in this section, it
offers opportunity for every summer
hotel or boarding house proprietor
to advertise his place by representa
tion in this book. Tho infor mntlnn
desired is, a3 follows: Name of house;
1. O. Address; Name of Manager;
Altitude; Nearest D. & H. Ft. R. sta
tion; Distance from station; how
reached from station; Capacity of
house; Terms per week and per day;
Date of opening and closing house;
what modern improvements; Sports
and other entertainments. This in
formation should be sent at onco to
Mr. A. A. Heard, General Passenger
Agent, Albany, N. Y. Blanks may
be obtained from tho nearest ticket
agent, If desired. No charge is made
for a card notice; a pictorial adver
tisement will cost J15.00 for a full
page or 57.50 a half-page. Our ho
tel people should get busy at onco
and take advantage of this. Don't
make the mistake of thinking that
your house will be represented bo
cause it was in last year, but make
sure that you receive the benefit of
this offer by forwarding tho needed
Information without delay. Owners
of cottages to rent are also given the
same rates for pictorial advertise
ments, but, for a card notice, a mini
mum chargo of J3.00 will be made.
AHKIVAIi AND DEPAKTUKE Or
ERIE TRAINS,
Trains leave at S: 25 a. m. and
2:48 p. m.
Sundays at 2:48 p. m.
Trains arrive at 1:40 and 8:08
p. m.
Saturdays, arrives at 3:45 nnd
leaves at 7:10.
Sundays at 7:02 p. m.
Railway Hail Clerks Wanted.
Tho Government Puys Railway Mall
Clerks $800 to $1,200, nnd other
employees up to $2,500 annually.
Undo Sam will hold spring exami
nations throughout tho country for
Railway Mail Clerks, Custom House
Clerks, Stenographers, Bookkeepers,
Departmental Clerks and other Gov
ernment Positions. Thousands of
nppolntments will ho made. Any man
or woman over IS, in City or Coun
try can get Instruction and free in
formation by writing at onco to the
Bureau of Instruction, GC5 Hamlin
Building, Rochester, N. Y 103eolly
Eves
Tested
Glasses
Fitted
O. G. WEAVER,
GRADUATE OPTICIAN,
Main Street.