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Make all money orders, checks, el}., payable to the Tribune /'rn'ing Company, Limited. The fenderless car continues to swell Its long list of victims. A titled Englishman is going to mar ry an American girl who has 110 rich father. She must be really attractive. It has been decided by the Kansas Supreme Court that opening a win dow-screen constitues a "burglarious breaking" within the meaning of tlio law. American life is certainly leaning toward the luxurious when a jail is so handsome architecturally that two thieves break into It under the Impres sion that it is a private house. After torpedo boats were invented torpedo boat destroyers were devised, but Great Britain has found it un necessary to provide for a machine to overcome the latter. Old ocean does that. A buried forest, has been uncovered In Alaska, at the mouth of Turner Creek, which represents indisputable evidence that our northern territory once possessed a tropical, or, at least, a semi-tropical climate. In the sixteenth century the average of human life was eighteen and twen ty years. At tiie close of the clght teenth century it was a little over thir ty, while now it is over forty years, thus showing that within 300 years the average has been doubled. Some doubts are expressed as to whether a woman who has been through college is as likely to marry as one who has not. Such questions are insidious blows at the cause of higher education. Every right-minded man should desire some learning in the family, even If he has to marry it. A German professor has been figur ing on the matter anil finds that it takes a person a fourteenth part of a second to wink. Now that this fact has been established will the professor still further demonstrate his useful ness to mankind by settling the ques tion of the hen and a half, the egg and a half and the day and a half? Edward VII. has drawn the class line sharply in the regulations for the coronation ceremonies. The widows of peers who have remarried men of Inferior rank in the peerage are "not entitled to receive a summons to at tend the coronation." This delicate hint to keep away will doubtless cause heartburnings among many noble dowagers who have remarried beneath tbeir rank. Afghanistan is a country of Central 'Asia containing about 215,400 square miles and a population of about 4,000,000. The government is theo retically a despotism, the monarch bearing the title of Amocr. Practically the nature of the government depends on the personal qualities of the reign ing Ameer. If he i 3 an able and mas terful man lie holds the turbulent chiefs well in subjection and main tains n fair semblance of order. If he is weak and irresolute he has little real control outside 1 lie vicinity of his capi tal and is reasonably certain In the end to meet a violent death. The popu lation is of mixed races, mostly of uo mandio disposition, although practic ing agriculture to a considerable ex tent wherever water is available for Irrigation. Bucher's Opera House at Massillon was bought by Sylvester Burd, who will book no more plays but will con vert the theater Into a public assem bly hall to be used free by churches or educational societies. The new First National Bank of Co lumbus was the successful bidder for the $5,000 5 per cent electric light bonds of Caldwell, at a premium of $273. INDIRECTION. Ambition swift and oaple eyed; A will that does not bend ; ; A comprehension deep and wide; Courage unto the end ; A faith tried even as by lire ; Taste inborn and select; Morals that yield to no desiro; Manners thut win respect; All faculties of mind complete; The feelings warm and true ; A soul unconquered by defeat; A man who gets his due ; Yet. having all, and lucking this Amid the worldly strife, lie is a tailuro. who shall miss The single aim in life. —Charles W. Stovonson. AAAAAA'.\A-AAAAAA I LOVE IN SLEEPY CAMP, f 4 ► ▼▼▼▼TVtfTTyTVVV It was too hot for work in "Sleepy Camp," so nearly all the men had given it up for the day and lounged into Zeb's saloon to have a smoke and a drink. Though it was getting well on In the afternoon the sun was still blazing hot and thero wasn't a breath of air to move the red dust. In a little shanty, not far from the saloon, Bat two young diggers, both tall, well-built men, hut one handsome, the other ugly —hence their nicknames, Bob the Beauty and Ugly Sam. Sam sat in the corner near tho window, through which could lie faintly heard the laughing and sing ing at Zeb's; Bob sat on the table, swinging his legs. "It's a treat to git out o' that scorch- In' sun," said Ugly, pulling a pipe out of his pocket, anil knocking the ash on the floor. "Yes," agreed Beauty, stretching his arms and yawning fearfully. "We've had a grand day, haven't wo, Beauty?" asked Sam, striking a match on his boot. "Yes." Answered Bob, shutting his big mouth with a snap. "You seem to take it awful quiet— you don't seem to grasp that we—we two pards—have found the biggest nugget ever dug up in 'Sleepy Camp.' " "Oh, yes, I do," replied Bob, kicking so hard at the table leg that it seemed more than likely the rickety old thing would give away. "Let's have another look at it!" So saying, Sam jumped to his feet and took a key out of his pocket, crossed to a largo chest that was standing up against the wall, fitted it in the lock and threw hack the lid with a bank. It was a nugget—goodness knows how much It was worth. "Isn't it grand," cried Sam, falling on his knees and patting it affection ately with his hand. "I should just say it was," said Bob, slipping off the table to have a look over Ugly's head. "Another find half as big as that, liul we're made fer life," and Sam closed the lid and locked it, putting the key carefully back into his pocket. Bob crossed to the table and took up his former position. "Ours has turned out a trump of 'er claim," he said. Sam nodded his head and replied: "Rather!" "Wliat'U yer do when yer have enough—give up work?" asked Boh. "I might think o' doin so," answered Sam, relighting his pipe. "Might git married, eh?" "Maybe." Bob slipped down off the table onco more and wont to the door —opened it and looked out. Two or three mi ners wore passing on their way to their shanties; they greeted him with "Good evening, Beauty," and walked on. Bol) kicked tho door to and strode across to Sam, who was still pulling at his pipe. "Look here. 'Ugly,'" said Bob; "it's no good us two goin' on like this, is It?" "No," replied Sam, rising from his seat. "What's ter be done?" Sam shook his head. " 'Bout Lil, I mean," explained Bob. "I know what yer mean, 'Beauty,'" and Sam looked intently at the floor as if thinking. "Who does she like the best o' us two?" asked Bob. "Can't say—the one she's takin' to at the time, I guess." "Look here, Ugly," said Bob, "we'vo always been good pals, we've not had rows like Haekett and Black George, and it's a pity we should start now, especially 'bout a woman." "Yer right enough there!" agreed Sam. "Now, we both love Lil," continued Boh, and there was a perceptible catch in his voice at the word "love," "and we think she cares fer us both jist the same." "Yes." "Well, if one were to go, the one loft would most probably have 'er—eh?" "Yes," from Sam, with a nod of the head. "Who's to go?" asked Bob. The two men looked at each other— there was silence for a moment except for tho distant laughing-—then Sam felt in his pocket for something and said: "Yer see this dollar piece? Well, It may sound a bit wrong to spin for her, but listen, Beauty, one of us two has ter go. I'll throw this coin up, you call, and if yer right I'll pack, but if yer wrong I'll stay." Boh bit his lips. "Is it a go?" asked Sam. "And the one that goes, does he take his share?" Bob asked. "He takes that," answered Sam, pointing to the chest. "If yer call right yer have Lil—and I take the nugget, but if wrong yer go with the nugget and I stay wi.h the gal." ; 1 "It seems a hit funny " j "But," interrupted the other, "it's a way out of the wood; If we both stay there'll be shootin'." "All right. Ugly, it's a bargain." Bob drew a long breath. "We'll stick by the spin of thut there dollar." "We will. Shall I throw?" asked Sam quietly. "Yes," came from Bob in the same tone. "Call while it's high," said Sam, and up it went —spinning round and round in tho air. "Women!" cried Bob. Down it came with a ring on the floor and rolled into a corner of the room. "See what it is," said Sam. Boh crossed hesitatingly and peered down into the corner. "It's heads," he cried, "I've lost." "And I've won," cried Sam, rushing over to the place and picking up the dollar, my dear old lucky coin," and lie put it to his lips and kissed it — then went to Bob who was looking out of the window. "Shake!" he said, holding out his hand. Bob turned and took it, gripping hard. "Here's the key of (he chest—you've got the nugget," said Ugly Sam. "Yes—that's right enough," replied Boh the Beauty with a choke; "I'll he off in the morning." It was early when Bob got up next morning—so early that there was only a very faint tinge of light in the east —but he hadn't slept a wink, so it was as good as tossing about for another hour or so. He unlatched the door of the shanty as noiselessly as he could, for fear of wakening Sam, who was snoring away on his back, and slipped out into the open. He wanted to have a last look around, and straighten things up for his going—he'd have to make some ex cuse to the hoys, ho thought, they'd think it strange, and so he walked down to the claim. Although he had gone out so quietly, the click of the latch had been enough lor Sam, who woke to find himself laughing, positively laughing, he was so happy. He didn't got up immediately, but lay there planning out his future hap piness. He was sorry, very sorry, for Beauty, but perhaps the nugget would lie some consolation to him; besides, ho didn't think Bob liked the girl as much as ho did. Quite an hour passed before ho dressed himself, a bit smarter than usual, and went out. He even picked a little yellow flower that was grow ing among tho grass by the side of the track and put it into his buttonhole. He had been walking for some time, now and then breaking into song in his deep, rough voice, and hardly no ticing where ho went —till he looked up and found himself by Peep Hollow, some way out of the camp; so he sat down with his hack against a big pine and lit his pipe. "As happy as a king I'd be." he started to sing between the puffs of smoke, when he stopped suddenly, for coming along the path toward him he saw a slight figure in a big straw hat. His heart gave a bound. It was Lil! Ugly sat very still as she ap proached, and she didn't see him, be ing very interested in something she was talking to—he strained his ears to listen. "You dear, dear, old fellow —how 1 love you—better than all the world— Sleepy Camp thrown in." It was a photo-picture she addressed tiiese remarks to, Sam could make that much out. "There, back to your little hiding place and nobody knows nothing about yer." So saying she kissed it and slipped it into the front of her blouse, then, turning from the path, cut off through tho pines. Sam had stopped his song to listen, and it was some moments before he thought of getting up to follow her, but he did after a time, and tried to make out the way she had gone. He had been breaking through the undergrowth for a few minutes when he saw something on the ground a few yards ahead. "It's the picture she had," said Sam to himself, so he forced his way through the spot where it lay. It was lace downward —he picked it up and turned it over —it was the Beauty's. Sam let it fall with a half stilled cry and put his hand to his throat, then kicked his way out to the track again and made for the shanty. He met two or three of the boys who were off to work, hut never raised his head to their greetings. Reaching the hut he pushed the door open anil stumbled in. Bob hadn't returned (h'ts things wore still unpacked); he took a long time to say goodby to his friends. Sam dropped into a chair, and stared bard at the door—then he jumped up and rummaged in the lock er for something and returned to the table with a dirty piece of paper and a little stump of a pencil. He sat down and then, with his great heart like a lump of lead, wrote, in a very illegible hand: Dear Beauty—Your sure ter be knocked when yer see this, but you'll ho glad. We tossed fair and square for the gal. and I won, well—l were a fool ter think that a gal would like me in pref. ter you. Anyway, I soon found out my mistake, so I'm goin' instead of you. The'rangements were that if one had Lil. tho other had the nugget— so being, it belongs ter me, but I ain't goin't ter take it —you'd 'avo ter wait a time 'fore yer found another —p'raps never—l don't want It. Yer stay—l go. Still always yer mate and pard, Ugly Sam. I.eaving this scrawl upon the table Sara put a few belongings into a bundle and went out—slamming the door. As he threw the bundle over his shoulder he noticed the little yellow flower in his buttonhole. He took it out and threw it away, lit his pipe and turned his back on Sleepy Camp. —Mainly About People. LUXURIOUS DYINC FOR sls. llow au Ituliiut Stret Vendor l'layed It 011 Hirt Compatriot*. The Italian colony of New York sup plies this anecdote to a paper in the Century, entitled "Humor and Pathos of the Savings Bank." An old Italian street vender, a con sumptive, feeling that his end was drawing near, prepared a scheme for ending his days in comfort. Observe the originality and delicacy of the scheme that he successfully worked on Little Italy. Ho had only $75 in the bank ana of this ho drew S7O and re deposited it in a few days. He drew it again and again redeposited it, con tinuing the operation at brief inter vals, until on the credit of his pass book he had entries of all those vari ous sums footing up SBOO, and on the opposite page drafts to the amount of about S7B5 —balance sls. After care fully cuttlug out the page showing the amounts drawn and leaving the long line of deposits, he took to his bed and called in his friends. He was dying; they could see that, the old man told them. They were good fel lows, and he loved them all, and he wished Pedro the banana peddler, and good Giovanni the hoot black, and Ar turo the wine seller, to know how af fectionately he regarded them. What he had to leave them was not much —would Edgardo, good old Edgardo, kindly find, between the mattress and what used to be the springs, his bank book? Yes; that was it. Take it to me window and tell him how much was there. Eight hundred? Ah, well, thanks to God that it was so much; but oh that it were more, for such good fellows as they. Dottoro Bartollo had told him that he might live three months, till spring; would his good friends put back his book under the mattress, and when he was gone—no, they mustn't cry— would they take it up to the bank, draw the amount and divide it be tween tliem? Meanwhile, as his lov ing friends of tlie present, his heirs in the future, would they kindly at tend to his little wants? Would they? Did they? That old fellow was fed on the fat of the land while he lay there in bed. He drank more Chianti in a week than he had swallowed in five years. It was even hinted by some that Arturo the wine seller was hastening the end by the vile Chianti that he constantly pro duced from his stock, while the push cart man was so generous of unripe bananas for the sick room that there was a division of opinion in Mulberry street as to whether he was cheering his friend's finale with fruit, or en deavoring to complicate consumption with other ills. At last he swallowed his last flagon of Chlanti and through Little Italy made a decent pretense of sorrow, it was really en fete —at last the SBOO was to lie drawn. I was in the bank when the principals in their holiday clothes and with a few chosen friends, arrived. They stated the case, and asked for the amount, from which the push cart man was to receive some S4O for fruit, the wine seller SIOO, and the others vari ous sums invested for ihe invalid and his funeral, leaving some SUSO as the "dividend." I need not describe the small sized riot that followed uhen the abstraction of the pages from one side of the book was explained to the swear ing mourners, and a tender was made to them of tlie sls, all that the de ceased had in batik. Fire Among the Rfdwontln. Perhaps the most startling pheno menon of the fire was the quick death of childlike Sequoias only a century or two ago, says John Muir in the Atlantic. In the midst of the other comparatively- slow and steady fire-worlc, one of these tall beautiful saplings, leafy and branchy, would bo seen blazing up suddenly all in one heaving, boom ing, passionate flame reaching from the ground to the top of the tree, and fifty to a hundred feet or more above it, with a smoke column bending for ward and streaming away on tlio up per free-flowing wind. To burn these green trees a strong fire of dry wood beneath them is required to send up a current of air hot enough to distill inflammable gases from the leaves and sprays; then, instead of the lower limbs gradually catching fire and ig niting the next and next in succession, ihe whole tree seems to explode al most simultaneously, and with awful roaring and throbbing a round taper ing flame shoots up two or three hun dred feet, and in a second or two is quenched, leaving the green spire a black dead mast bristled and rough ened with down-curling boughs. Rnfa a Lund of Uniform". If anything Russia excels even Ger many in the matter of uniforms, writes a correspondent in the Chicago Tri bune On the sidewalks of any of the largo cities and more especially at railway stations, it is safe to assert that a least 25 percent of all malp adults are in uniform. It is a puzzle to the tourist to identify the bearers of such distinctive garbs, consequently the different branches of the govern ment. service arc often wrongly inter preted. The gaudy uniform does not always indicate a high official, as an officer of high rank may appear in a plain uniform and one of low rank not infrequently narades the streets with more fuss feathers than his com mander. PAPER IS WIDELY USED. NOW EMPLOYED IM A CREAT DIVER SITY OF WAYS. lVn Years' Improvements—Ola** Collins:* Made of 1 Viper Car* Which Hull on l*apr Wheels l'aper Vests and Taper Underclothing Household Articles. Paper manufacturers have devel oped their industry in two ways in re | cent years, and the results justify all the labor and experiment carried on through the application of science and :hemistry, claims the Scientific Ameri can. The application of machinery to cheapen the process of converting the raw material into different grades of paper has enormously stimulated pa per production in tills country, and the various processes employed have often been described. But a no less Important expansion of the paper industry has been in in creasing the manifold uses to which paper can bo put. Here, too, science has been the chief agent, and it has wrought remarkable changes and im provements. Chemistry has been la boring in this field for two decades, and from the laboratory have come discoveries that have made possible the enormous side products of tho pa per trade that are now manufactured on a largo scale. One of the things in tho paper in dustry that seemed almost incredible a number of years ago was the manu facture of car wheels. It seemed in comprehensible to the lay mind that wheels made of compressed paper would stand the strain better than wheels made of steel. But the manu facture of paper wheels is no longer a novelty, and they are made in a great variety of sizes and shapes for use on roller skates up to heavy car wheels. After tho car wheels made of paper were announced somebody applied paper to the construction of hollow telegraph poles, which were de signed to take tho place of those which had heretofore disgraced our streets and highways. But paper telegraph poles have never proved of any great value except to illustrate to the skepti cal what can he done with paper. There have in recent years beer, made of paper, water and sewer mains which promise to be of value. These are hardened and treated chemically, so that they are more impervious to water than some of the iron and earth enware mains. It remains to he proved by actual test whether they ran outlast some of tho latter. The announcement was made a few years ago that paper window panes had ac tually been made and used, but these were much like the oyster-shell win dow panes of tho Filipino huts. They may admit a certain amount of light to brighten up the interior, hut they could never be looked through with any degree of satisfaction. Still, a semi-opaque glass is often needed for the ceilings of public buildings, where the light admitted must be dimmed and diffused in passing through tho substance. Paper window panes have been used in this way with more or less success. By means of improved machinery and new chemical processes wood pulp can be drawn out into the thinnest imaginable sheets. In this spinning and squeezing the paper does not lose its toughness. Thus thin paper nap kins and tablecloths are produced ami printed with fancy borders and pat terns. Some, of these articles are al most as tough as linen In resisting the attempt to tear them. Of course, they will not stand wetting and soon lose their toughness when moistened. But otherwise they make serviceabl substitutes for table linen. Likewise the paper vests and paper undercloth ing and lining of winter suits are pre pared for practical use, and they ac complish nearly all that is claimed for them. The paper ve \s and linings are made so thin that their weight is practically nothing, and yet they keep out the wind and cold. They are chemically treated so that they will last a long time. They are also man- I ufactured so that they do not mako the rustling sound usually character istic of paper, and they are pliable enough not to stand out or bulge the cloth in any way. Waterproofing and, more recently, flrcproofing of paper have occupied the attention of chemists and practical papermakers. Paper made waterproof ! and as fine as the ordinary napkins I and tablecloths would prove a boon to many lines of industries, especially ; r.t restaurants and hotels. It is said that public eating houses are waiting anxiously for durable paper napkins 1 and tablecloths. Waterproof paper is ; made today, hut not in such away as Ito bo valuable for table use. Water ' proof paper sheets are frequently glued to cloth, and in this way the latter is rendered impervious to moisture. This ; waterproof paper is good, however, only for limited lines of articles. | Lately the paper pulp mills have | been experimenting with fireproof : paper. In fact, the experiments in | producing fireproof paper paved the way for making fireproof wood. The | wood pulp that is compressed into 1 molds for general household uses, 1 such as for wainscoting, dadoes, ceil ings and moldings, can be made fire i proof in the same way as the paper, i The flrcproofing material is introduced 1 and mixed with the wood pulp when the latter is in a soft, pliable condi tion, and when hardened through hy draulic pressure the chemicalsf remain in the wood. This i 3 one of the most interesting lines of experiments yet attempted by the wood pulp mills, ft opcn3 up a world of new possibilities. Should they succeed in producing perfect fire proof wood pulp there would bo noth ing to pfevent them from furnishing our builders and marine architects with nearly all the Interior wood trim mings in pressed material. The de mand for such fireproof wood pulp products would he extensive. Our Navy Department is demanding such material for their battleships and cruisers, and the builders of the great skyscrapers in our cities are just as anxiously looking around for the same thing. If fireproof wood pulp could be produced satisfactorily it would en ter into our daily lives in innumerable ways. When we consider the great number of household articles already made of wood pulp, It can readily bo under stood that a fireproofing process for paper and wood would be immediately of great value to all. The interior trimmings of railroad cars, public halls and hotels are nearly all made of hardwood treated with oil, so that it is more inflammable than in the 4 natural state. Ail this trimming of wood forms a daily menace to thou sands of people, and should a fire oc cur it would sweep irresistibly through these handsome steamship saloons and parlor cars. The whole trade is merely waiting for the proper fire proof wood to make revolutionary changes in its methods. There are innumerable smaller trades built up in recent years as the result of improvements in manu facturing paper. Thus in the electric light business compressed paper, chemically prepared, is of great value, and it is employed for insulating pur poses on a large scale. Paper is in increasing demand for packing perish able goods. Butter, cheese and similar products packed in waterproof oiled paper will keep twice as long as when wrapped in any other substance. This packing paper is rendered abso lutely air-tight. Druggists use large quantities of it for wrapping around the corks of their bottles, and even in sealing up boxes of medicine which need to be kept from the air as much as possible. In this way results are 1 obtained which cannot be approached by any other cheap material. Filter papers are also articles of consider able commercial value. Thousands of tons of fine filtering paper are used every year in the drug trade. JACKSON'S TACriCS, lie Wasted No Time at Drills but Had flood Marksmen. "The* battle of New Orleans was the first occasion in history," said an ex oificer of volunteers, "in which highly disciplined troops working together with machine-like precision, were pit ted against individual marksmen, and it is a curious fact that the tactics adopted by the Americans in that en gagement are just now, after the lapso of nearly a century, being recog nized by modern military authorities as the proper way to fight. Our Brit ish cousins are a little slow to learn," continued the ex-oflicer, "and history has to repeat itself a few times before 1 it attracts their attention. Neverthe- A less, it seems very strange that the lesson they received at Chalmette in ISIS should have been duplicated in almost every particular only two years ago at the Tugela river. On both oc casions they were confronted by earth works manned by civilian sharpshoot ers and attempted to rush them with compact masses of splendidly drilled professional soldiers, and on both oc casions they were frightfully and ex peditiously licked. After the Tugela river disaster they began to do a lit tle hard thinking and finally came to the conclusion that one skilled rifle man who fights on his owu hook and brings down a man every time he pulls •the trigger is worth 20 fancy drilled soldiers who fire in squads and never hit anything except the landscape. But Ihey might have acquired exactly the same information 80 years ago at New Orleans, and when I read the ac counts of that remarkable battle I am filled with admiration for the genius *4 of Andrew Jackson. The majority of his troop 3 were rough backwoodsmen who knew nothing about the manual of arms, but were magnificent rifie shots. Jackson wasted no time at drills, and the only advice he gave was not to throw away any ammunition and wait until they saw 'the whites of iheir eyes' before they fired. That was his sole chance of winning the day, and if he had commanded a sim ilar number of trained veterans he would have been simply overwhelmed. As it was, his backwoodsmen picked off the British one by one and liter ally annihilated whole battalions be fore they could reach the foot of the intrenchments." Florida'* Substitute for I,ob*ter. Tho lobster of our North Atlantic coast is so near extinction that Massa- - cliusetts has practically forbidden its V capture since only adult ones may be AL taken under the law. and only small cncs can be found. But why conclude , the NortiiAtlantic coast has a mono poly with which we may not compete? Below Miami we have a substitute for the lobster that lives in the crevices of the rock till his season come 3, and then he sprawls over acres of sand, fat and lino. This Florida sea craw fish Is of excellent flavor, grows to four pounds in weight, is abundant and easily taken. He is not only the equal of the lobster, but better. It only remains that he be Introduced to the gourmand with proper prepara- j tion and he will immediately become a favorite.—Florida Times-Union. The Only DifT.M'nnri*. The Chicken (patronizingly)— What! You have a lucky bone the same as I! Why. you don't know what you are squeaking about. J The Rabbit (gayly)—Certainly. You M don't know what you are clucking about. My lucky bone is in my left hind leg.—Brooklyn Eagle. <
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