9 THE TOWN PHYSICIAN. Doctor Jack? what! ho flftjl 1 Now come all ye thrifty ' Ev'ry niHn his volee left he Must sing high ami louii: 1 Give a muse, Inds, ' Give a rouse, lads, 1 ET'ry heart In llio crowd! Country doctor, this man Is: l'runa anil laughter his plan Is; Bain, farmhands nml granniea Testify to Ids skill: Mother nml limn. sir Tin y will answer With h cheer mid a will. He's Rfl brown ns the heather:- Fun. hnnlhii mid weather ' All winking toKeiher Jluve seasoned liia ape To llio iiutieircsi And dearest Antic boy and grown sage. ' Vp he'll get In the nlnht time, Drop his axe In the light time-. Any time Is the right time To heed the poor's call Kven when he's t Iforse-ruclng Or playing batubull! Come when he Is pent for? What else Is lie meant tor! But It's what you'll repent for If you send without cause: Hclng sorry Will hardly Appease him so pause. Faith! hetlme" he's clean cranky: . Then (Moody and Knnkeyl) Better step aside thanky ' But never ill jp out: Wlies he's wry, lads, Stand right by. lads. Pay lils debts with u shout! For we know lie's ns tender A mother's ilctender Whc.i dark fears attend her, righting death with his nilKlit .Mother and man, sir, Thev will answer With a prayer for this knight. Rough and hrown as the heather: Fun, hardship and weulher All winking together Have seasoned his age To tile queerest And dearest I Warm heart und sweet sage. Tilg, sport-loving, thrifty liui-er, tender mid nifty benttmental and fifty That's the way of him: loud Shake It nut, then, In a shoot, men, Ev'ry throat In the crowd! Hip-hip . lli'ihert Wescott Fisher. I An J Indian Princess. 4. X Tec me lo-ns Was a Friend of Both the $ T Indians and the White Men. 1 t t From Gen. 0. O. Howard's "FamouB Indian Chiefs" in St. Nicholas. We called her Sarah Wlnnemucca, of tho mint family? Well, Toc-me-to-which means Fhell-flower. Have you ever seen these flowers, growing In an old garden among their many cousins of the mint family? Well, Tocme-to-ne loved them of nil flowers best, for was she not herself a shell flower? Her people were Piute Indians, and they lived in every part of what is now tho great state of Nevada. Toc-me-to-ne had a flower name, so Ehe was followed to take part In the chHdrcn's flower festival, when all the little girls dance and sing, holding bands and making believe that they are the very flowers for which they are named. They wear their own flow res, too, and after they have sung to gether for a while one will dance off on the grass by herself while all the boys and girls look on and she sings: I am a daisy gold and white Somebody catch me me! The grown-up people watch, too, as their children play, and Toc-me-to-ne was never happier than when, light as a bird, Ehe danced and sang her shell flower gong: See me- see me, a beautiful flower, Give me a hand and a dance. Then after the plays and dancing the children had all sorts of good things to eat, and the flower festival was over for a year. Only three times did Toc-me-to-ne take part In the flower festival, for when she was quite a llttlo girl her grandfather, Chief Wlnnemucca, took his family and went to live in Cali fornia, nd when they came back she was almost grown u. Her grandfather was very fond of her, and called her sweetheart, so she was sad and lonesome Indeed when he left her and went to the Happy Spirit Land; but she did not forget his last words to her before he went. "Sweet heart," he said, "do not forget my white brothers; bo kind to them and they will be kind to you and teach you many things." ' In California the old chief gave to grandchildren new names Natchez, Lee, Mary and Sarah, and Sarah learned to speak fairly good English. Later, when she came to Pyramid lake, she played with Mr. Ormsby's children and learned to speak better English. Besides this Mrs. Ormsby taught her to cook and sew and to do housework. When Sarah was fifteen years old she made the long 500-mile journey to California once more with her broth ers and sister and her grandmother. Her brothers took care of cattle for good Mr. Scott, who had known and loved Chief Wlnnemucca, and he gave them good wages, several fine horses, and two ponies for Sarah and Mary to ride. The sisters had always ridden bareback like Indian men, but when Christmas came Sarah was surprised to find a beautiful Mexican side-sad dle from her brother Lee, and she learned to ride like the white ladles, and was very proud and happy. Now the Plutes always would wan der about. They lived by hunting and Ashing, not by farming, so they moved from place to place wherever there was game. When they were In the mountains rough white settlers came to Pyramid lake and caught al most all of the fish with nets, so that there were no fish when the Indians gry, and eo trouble began. All this time Sarah was In California. Her father, Chief Wlnnemucca Second, and her mother were In Nevada, and she often heard good news from them, but one spring when she was seventeen years old two Indians came bringing the news from her father that he was In the mountains and wanted all his children to como to him, but especially Sarah. Starting on their ponies they began the journey, riding beside the wagon where the grandmother rode. It took twenty-five days to reach Carson City, but here their father and mother met them, and next lay all went to see Gov. Nye, whom Sarah told In English what her father, the chief, wanted to say. Gov. Nye was very jolly and good, and when he knew how things really were he told the white settlers not to Interfere with the Indians, and sent soldiers from the fort to drive the rough men away; so Gov. Nye and Chief Wlnnemucca became good friends, as they never could have been but for little Toc-me-to-ne and her bright interpretations. For the next year Sarah talked both Piute and English, and settled many little troubles. She was called friend both by tho Indians and sol diers, and her father and she thought often of old Chief Wluneniucca's words and kept peace with their white brothers. HIS MOTOR WARNED HIM. Engine Spelled Out Turn In Dots and Dashes A Prize Automobile Story. The Westminster Gazette recently offered a prize of 5 ($25) for the best automobile story from a motor ist's personal experience. This prize lias gone to an Irish girl for the fol lowing: COINCIDENCE? It was the silent man who spoke last. Ho had listened without Btlrrlng to the yarns of the other men, and his voice enme to them now from the depths of a long deck chair. 'I dare say you all remember the big flood on the Dargle River in County Wlcklow. It happened one night about two years ago, and brought disaster to all the houses along its banks. ' 'I was in total Ignorance of the cat astrophe when, tho evening after, I set out in my small two-seated car to visit frlend.s who lived on the slopes of tho river valley. "I knew the seven miles of road ly ing between us as well as I know my a'phnbet, and although it was a dark night I only lit my two oil lamps one of which, by the way, soon flick ered out. "Half way through tho Scalp, the engine, which had never previously given me trouble, began to jib, and finally stopped with a grunt. I got out unwillingly, and gave the starting handle a tentative turn, when, to my joy, cho started up again, but com menced mis-firing In a most extra ordinary manner. The engine beats occurred in a strange, irregular se quence, which, as I listened, sounded half familiar. In absent-minded fash ion I was marking the Intermittent throbs with a beat of my finger on the mud guard when suddenly it flashed upon me: "The engine was ticking out a word In the dots and dashes of the Morse code, with which I am well acquaint ed. "T u r n, T u rn. I spelled it out carefully again and again, and it nev er varied. ' "Then I worked at her for twenty minutes or so, but without avail." The speaker paused and leaned for ward. "It sounds like a fairy tale," he went on Impressively, "but the fact inexplicable as It is remains. As long as I faced for home the engine ran sweetly and evenly. As soon a3 I turned in tho other direction the ex traordinary mis-firing recommenced. "Finally I took the hint and re turned home, to read in the evening papers, with a superstitious thrill, of the big flood and the havoc it had wrought. The road I had Intended to traverse had been swept clean away, and had I proceeded I should undoubt edly have driven straight into the tor rent, with small chance of escape." He Btoppod and struck a match on the veranda rail. "Ignition," said one man tersely. "Carburetor troubles," added anoth er. "Coincidence," decided a third. "Call it what you will," returned the silont man serenely, as he rose laz ily and made for the open French win dow. . MABEL RICHARDS. An "Elder" Brother. A woman in a western city, who Deiongs to a community called "Sisters of St. John the Baptist, the not long ago spent a month In a back woods district Shortly after her arrival she went to tne local postofflce and Inquired II any letters had come for Sister Ber nardine. The rural postmaster looked bewildered. "Sister who?" he asked. Incredu lously. "Sister Bernardine," reepated the lady, "a sister of St. John the Bap tist." "I think not," he answered.' dubious ly. Then after some reflection, he added: "Say, ain't he been dead pretty near a hundred years, now?" Harper's Weekly. In the sandy deserts of Arabia, whirling winds sometimes excavate pits 200 feet In depth and extending down to the harder stratum on which the bed rests. ft BOYS Tale of Tale. Everyhody knows tlint doggy uses his to h;iv. "I'm irlad." And that tabby, near the duggy, uses tiers to nay, "1 m mail. Strange to say, the monkey uses his to neii nun einiiu u u, While the peacock seems to have Ills Just IU 8I1UW HIS YUIlliy. Squirrels hopping through the tree tops have theirs simply for a show; Fishes in the pul ling .brooklet need theirs Just to niuKe mem go. Brindlo also has one. and It serves to lri.oti Ihi. iiles iLU-av: Bobby put oiih on his kite to make it lly lliu oilier uuy. Scores of animals possess them, from a lion to a mouse Or a beaver, strange to say, who uses His to build u nouse. Still, 'tis puczllng; look at bunny; his Is verv, verv small; Then ronsider why a bullfrog hasn t any IUU 111 tin, So it seems almost a riddle, little girlie, utile man, Why tl.ese talis are nil so different guess und tell us If you enn. llrooklya Eagle. Bed-Time. "Pans, what does yoo fink is des the bestest, nicest fing in dis worl'?" "Whv net. that a easy. I tninn a little, dlniiiled-cheeked gill about two years old, with eyes Just like her ma nia's, a lot of long towsley cutis mat won't stay up. dressed in a long pink- striped night-gown tied at throat and wrists with blue rlbbour climbing up onto her papa's lap, getting her two fat arms around his neck and kissing one cheek, then the other cheek, then a good long kiss, then the other cheelt, then a eood long kiss, then cuddling down in his arms to sleep; that's the nicest thing In tho world. "Oh. nana! I des b l'eve yoo means me don" yoo?" London S. S. Times. Saved by a Log. William Smnthers was a young lnd of 15 and was particularly fond of out door life. He was the son of very rich parents and was satisfied In ev ery wish and whim of his. One wish of his was to Join a party of boys at a camp called Camp Windsor, which consisted of a number of boys of his own age. Ils parents would' not at nrst listen to nis joining iuu uumu, but by his coaxing and entreating they decided to let him go. He was very fond of rowing and would often ven ture far out In the ocean. So the next week found our hero at Camp Windsor and a fine place It cer tainly was. Ho used to go out row ing every day. He got so that ho could not keep out of his little row boat. One day the weather was very stormy, but Will went out in his row boat just the same. He went out far ther than he expected to, and sudden ly the waves began to toss against tne boat and he was in terror. Of a sud den the rowboat gave a lurch and over board went Will. When he reached the surface of the water he could sec no Blgns of the boat. Ho was just Bluklng when he espied a thick log of wood a Bhort distance away. Ho had only enough strength to reach and grasp the log. After a short time buffeting the waves the log reached shore and William was all right, ex cept for the ducking he got, but the lesson he learned by It was "prudence Is the better part of valor." Francis Kearns In the Brooklyn Eagle. "Slow and Soggy." "Slow, was I?" lazily echoed the careless small boy who had been sent an hour earlier to the nearby grocery. "Oh, well, slow but sure, you know!" "'Sure!'" repeated the exasperat ed cook, as she took out her pan of biscuits; "it's not slow and sure you are; it's just Blow and powerfully sog gy." "Sogglness" Is Indeed Indicated by the half-hearted, good-naturedly, In different movements of many people whom their friends excuse as "slow but sure," with a doubtful emphasis sometimes, It must be owned, on the "sure." Tho old phrase Is a sop to one's vnnltyi Nobody cares to be called plain "slow," but the' qualifica tion of being "sure" quiets the con science and allows one to continue in that lazy easy-goingness that makes such hard going for one's acquaint ances. "It tires me to see that fellow work!" was often said of one slow- moving young man who never could understand why ho lost so many Jobs. He was thorough, and he was quick enough at his books, but when It came to his muscles he had a habit of "sog glness" that was simply a wasteful habit, and could have been corrected If ho had ever roused himself to make the effort and count the price of min utes. "Slow, but spirited," makes a rea sonable motto for the naturallv Blow person who would be glad to over come his slowness. .Enthusiasm and hearty Interest in details of work can be cultivated and tend far away from "sogginess." But the "soggy" boy will never rise to be the successful man. The Wellsprlug. When Gunda Dances. When Gunda, the big Indian ele phant at Bronx Park, isn't busy munching carrots or attending to his duties at the receiving teller's win- dow cf his personally conducted bank,, he generally will be found swinging his gigantic frame easily backward and forward with a rolling, rhythmic movement strongly suggestive of dancing. Keeper "Baldy" Thuman, at any rate, declares It's dancing, and be ought to know, for no human being knows the big chap and his ways -as well as he does. Among the visitors yesterday to the ADD GIRLS antelope house, where Gunda Is malt ing his happy home pending the com pletion of bis own palatial mansion a quarter of a mile further north, were a pretty young school teacher and her class of a score of little girls. Ounda was Just as glad to see them as they were to see him, and the big fellow had the time of his life while the pea nuts lasted. After he had passed about a dozen quarts of the tooth some gbooers down into his capacious interior and had collected all the pen nies In sight and added them to hla store, seeing nothing further coming his way and feeliug entirely satlsfled with the world In general and himself In particular, he began to swing for ward and backward on his toes with his wonted grace and ease. "O-o-oo-oh!" shouted all the little girls and the pretty teacher In uni Bon, "he's doing 'The Merry Widow Waltz!"' "You're all right, old boy," whisper ed Keepr Thmnan Into Gunda's ear after the encore, "gim me a soul kiss." Gunda responded by laying the end of his trunk lovingly against his keeper's cheek. Now York Telegram. Sadie's Flower Picnic. Sadie's aunt said to her one morn ing: "Do you want to have a picnic on the lawn, girlie? If so, we'll spread the cloth on the grass and have some goodies to eat. And we'll Invite Grace and Tom Moore over to enjoy the pic nic with you." 'Oh, that'll be heaps of fun," cried Sadie gayly, tossing dollle aside and chipping her hands. Sadie loved a picnic better than any other sort of luncheon or tea. To have her food spread on a cloth on the grass be neath a great shade tree was such genuine pleasure. 'Well, while I spread the cloth and prepare the sandwiches and deviled eggs, you run over and Invite Grace and Tom to come to the picnic," said Auntie. "And after the picnic, we'll all have stories,- Tom and Grace and Sadie each telling one. Won't that be fun?" "Oh, yes, yes!" declared Sadie, jumping up and running to her room for her hat. "I'll go at once and in vite Grace and Tom to my picnic. I'm so glad that Grace and Tom live so close to us. They are the only neigh bors within a mile; and I couldn't go a milo any day to invite friends to a morning picnic on the lawn, could I, auntie?" "No, -Indeed," agreed auntie. "It's very nice to have Grace and Tom for such close neighbors. But fifteen minutes later Sadie came leisurely homeward from Grace and Tom's house, her face full of dis appointment. "They're gone to town with their mamma," she told auntie In doleful tones. "And now I can't have a picnic at all, for It Isn't a pic nic with just your dollle and jour auntie and yourself. Is it?" "Well, we'll have to Invito other guests," promised auntie. "Let me see! How'd you like to give a flower picnic. Suppose we invite several pretty flowers. Wouldn't you enjoy that, dearie?" "A flower picnic? Oh, wouldn't it be great fun!" And Sadie was all ex citement and enthusiasm over the Idea. "Whnt flowers will we Invite?" Bhe asked of her aunt. "Well, I'll go Into the garden and Invite the guests," said auntie. So she hurried to tho big flower garden, In the rear of the house, and pretty soon returned with an armful of fresh ly plucked flowers. "Now, Miss Sadie, allow me to an nounce Miss Rose." And Auntie plac ed beside the white cloth on which the dainty repast was now spread a fine, long-stemmed rose. "And next I announce Miss Marigold and Miss Pink. And here is Mr. Sunflower, and with him Master Zenia and his cou sin, Master Petunia. And now we present little Miss Pansy. You see, a fine company have come to attend your picnic." Sadie was delighted. What fun to play the flowers were real people, and to have them sitting around the cloth, partaking of picnic luncheon as ber guests! Wouldn't Grace and Tom bu sorry to have missed this party, though? But Just at this minute, as Sadie .was playing the gracious hos tess to her beautiful gue3ts, all seat ed about her, she heard a call that sounded most familiar. "Grace's voice," she said to auntie. Then she and auntie looked toward the Moores' house and saw Gracie coming at a run toward the picnic ground. "Oh, Sadie, cook told me and Tom to come over to your house, that you were at my house to Invite us while we were away with mamma. So here we are! Are we In time for the picnic spread?' And up came Grace, all out of breath, to be followed within a few seconds by Tom, whose face was smeared with Jam and bread crumbs. . "Oh, you're just In time to be Intro duced to my party of guests,"" Baft Sadie, presenting Grace formally to each of the flowers. "You see, we're having a flower picnic auntie and 1 are. And you can be the guest of honor and may sit at the head of the table beside Mr. Sunflower." "Where am I to sit?" asked Tom, looking about the cloth. "Well, you'll have to wash your face," said Sadie. "And then you may sit next Miss Rose. She's such a beauty that a boy with jam on his face would shock her. So run, wash your face, then come to the picnic." And the flower picnic was the jol liest affair that the children ever had. Washington Star. GARDEN, FARM and CROPS SUGGESTIONS FOR THE UP-TO-DATE AGRICULTURIST Cool the Milk Promptly. The prompt and thorough cooling of milk Is generally recognized to be of prime importance in preventing the development of bacteria, which under ordinary conditions are always pres ent In milk as soon as drawn, and to which the souring or curdling of milk is due. American Cultivator. Roosts for Chickens. Keep the chickens from roosting on poles or fences it crooked breast bones are to be prevented. When the fowl Is young the breast bone Is soft and bends to one side in pressing on the roost. This trouble is more likely to be met with among the smaller breeds. Farmers' Home Journal. Provide Shade for Sheep. Sheep will hunt the shade of tree or fence and carry their noses close to the ground. They are trying to avoid their grub fly which lays eggs in the nostrils. If there is no natural shade in the pastures it should te provided. A good plan Is to give the sheep ac cess to the sheds during the heat of the day, or all day for that matter. Or shade may be provided very easily by the use of poles or old rails and these covered with straw or hay, .any thing that will make a shado and pro vide shelter. Do this now and you need not ask later what to do for "grub in the head. "'Farmers' Home Jour nal. Food for Turkeys. Many people are so desirous of choice poultry as to finish them for their own table by feeding a portion of chestnuts and celery seed each day to the growing stock.. The tur keys sent from Rhode Island to the President have always been finished with the addition of the.se very savory foods. The chestnut fed turkey is much talked of throughout the land. It is an expensive food. The feeding of chestnuts and celery adds consider ably to the cost of their production. In New York city alone several thou sandfe are sold during Thanksgiving and Christmas times. To finish them in this way the chestnuts are chopped up into smnll pieces and mixed with celery seed, slightly damped and coated with ground meal and ground oats, and fed to them In troughs. Meat does not seem to be a valuable food in tho fattening of turkeys, nor do they seem to grow nearly so well un der artificial methods as whsn care fully grown in the natural way. The Feather. Cucumbers for Pickles. As soon as the plants are up, apply a mixture of two-thirds slaked lime and one-third land-plaster, which will destroy the small striped bug that is pretty sure to appear. The striped cucumber beetle does not attack the plantings for cucumbers as much as those for pickles. After the main vines are three or more feet long, pinch off the ends to promote the growth of the laterals. The latter bear a much larger propor tion of pistillate or productive blos soms than the main vines, which prin cipally are stamlnate. Aa soon as there are cucumbers large enough for pickles on tho vines, picking should begin. For this pur pose a sharp knife or a pair of shears is a good tool. Disturb the vine as little as possible, until the very last picking from them. Fruit should be picked before It begins to ripen. They are used in green state. For table use and market they should be gathered when full grown but still green. For picking the vines must be picked over at least every other morning as long as they are wanted for green cucumbers. Take off every pickle that is VA inches and over in length. One large cucumber will exhaust the vine more than fifty small ones. Where small ones are picked off, new sets will form, while the large ones prove but silent robbers If allowed to grow. No cucumber should be allowed to ripen seed, for with the ripening of seed the vines begin to die, while if the cucumbers are kept picked off, tho vines continue in bearing a long time. American Epltomist. Successful Production of Eggs. In summer on free range the flock is able to secure sufficient exercise and a right proportion of the differ ent kinds of food. It is necessary therefore to imitate these conditions is much as possible during the winter months. , The lime of the oyster shell is a necessity in egg production. Some idea of the need of the shell supply can be obtained from the fact that an ordinary flock of 150 hens will produce innually in egg shell, 137 pounds of clear chalk. The habit of egg eating Is the result of a craving for shell forming material and unless it be comes chronic the.' feeding of oyster ihell will at one remedy the evil. When the birds are on range they are usually able, to secure for them-, selves in worms, bugs and grubs the necessary supply of animal food. Un der Winter conditions the supply Is limited and it becomes necessary then to supply the meat ration in some other form. The necessary animal food may be supplied by meat scrap from the table, or beef heads, or liver may be fed either raw or boiled. Green bones also become a highly desirable food when a bone grinder is used to prepare it. Prepared meat rations are manufactured and supplied through poultry supply houses, in the form of meat meal, blood meal and beef scraps. These may be fed dry or mixed with mash. Skim milk (preferably well soured) and buttermilk have high feeding val ues. Skim milk should be supplied to laying bens whenever it can be ob tained at reasonable prices. Owing to the confinement of winter quarters, the birds are unable to ob tain their supply of green or succulent foods. This may be supplied by man golds, turnips, cabbage, green clover or alfalfa. The latter Is strongly rec ommended when properly saved and may be fed either whole or cut, raw or boiled. Plenty of fresh, pure water Is Indis pensable tor perfect health. Laying hens especially require an abundant supply on account of the great per centage of it In eggs from 64 to 65 percent. The drinking vessels should be placed on a shelf where they will not become contaminated with litter. The local cost of the different vari eties of grain should determine what Is to be fed. The animal food given should supply the greater part of the protein or nitrogenous portion of the ration whether the fowls are at liber ty or confined. Other foods therefore are required more for maintaining the heat of the fowl's body and it would not be profitable on this account to purchase expensive grains. It is pre ferable to feed a number of grain rather than to limit the selection to one or two kinds, as poultry llk change and will thrive best on a va riety of food stuffs. Mash is not recom mended except in limited quantities, and for this ground buckwheat, ground corn and ground oats are the grains that are most preferred. Manitoba Poultry Bulletin. Farm Notes. If you can find seed that was grown In your own vicinity, It IS an advantage to do so. Poor roads, unhoused carriages and farming tools are some of the things causing an unnecessary tax. For hay, the pea will probably give the best results; for grain, the soy bean. Use the cow pea on thin land; the bean on rich land. Chickens with scabby legs should be put in a pall of warm, soapy water and their legs thoroughly scrubbed and then rubbed well with equal part of lard and kerosene. The average farmer In the older sec tions cannot afford to specialize in potato growing. Some years there may be big money in it, but the aver age returns do not compare favorably with those from the dairy and some other lines of work. A convenient material for tying vegetables is the strands from burlap matting or bran sacks. These are cut Into convenient squares and unraveled and tied In large bunches until heeded. Easswood matting Is also convenient for this purpose, and for budding and grafting. If a dog is kept tied too long be is likely to run away as soon as released. He will be more comfortable if the strap is fastened to a long rope and the rope to a pully on a wire strung between two trees. Then the dog will have liberty of motion, and run back and forth wth ease. SNAKE OINEQ ON SQUAB. Finally Became co Bold that Police man Shot Destroyer. A black snake fully six feet Ion;; and nearly two inches in diameter, which has been capturing young pig eons on the rocks just above the Birmingham station of the Panhandle Railroad has attracted much attention. Employees at the station and watch man at the mouth of the Mount Wash ington street car tunnel have seen the serpent several times, but none has been bold enough to attempt to cap ture it. More than a score of pigeons have nests on the rocks and the snake Is said to have gone down the hill side from the grass and shrubbery to secure a frequent meal of the squabs. Capt. C. E. Hemp of the police force of the Panhandle Railroad was at the station this morning. The snake was perched on a rock in full view. Capt. Kemp fired at the serpent with his revolver. The snake fell from tte" rock and rolled down the hillside to the rocks above the tunnel. Four or five men climbed the rocks, but ow ing to the difficult scaling the snake could not be secured. From the Pitts burg Chronicle Telegraph. More Dignified. "Good-night, you precious lamb!" said the mother, with the liberty one sometimes takes, even with one's son, . at bedtime. "Mother," said the small boy be seechingly, "if you must call me some thing, wouldn't you just as soon call ie a billy-goat?" Youth's Companion. returned. This made the Indians an
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