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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.
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I LOVE IN SLEEPY CAMP, f
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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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