The fact tliat wealth doesn't always bring happiness doesn't make us any i more satisfied with poverty. The electric car and the rush for j seats lias brought in strange manners such as once were associated only with I the demoralization caused by fire or > shipwreck, asserts the Christian Regis ter. The Belgian Government has just is sued a statistical report showing that the population of Belgium is the densest in Europe, there being 005 persons to every square mile, as j against 410 in Holland and 540 in Eng- ' land. There are still over twelve per cent, of Belgian soldiers who can neither read nor write. National airs are seldom made to order. The committee of the Society of the Cincinnati may select a tune of merit from those submitted and award its medal. It is another thing to get the people to substitute the tune thus approved for the glorious melody which they know as "America," ex claims the Philadelphia Press. The business of making collars and cuffs, according to the showing of the census returns, appears to be a New York State monopoly. Out of fifty seven establishments in the United States fifty-four are in New York, turn ing out a yearly product valued at $15,554,4*11. The output of the three factories' in other States is only $57,- 138 per year. The Immigrants arriving now have a low rate of illiteracy. I.ast year sixty-two per cent, of the adult Syrians who landed at the port of New York could neither read nor write. The rate of illiteracy among southern Ital ians was fifty-five per cent, and among the Greek immigrants twenty-one per cent. Among the Polish immigrants It was thirty-one. The Galveston News remarks that every farm is a factory in which na ture is the boss. The soil and seed are the materials and the farmer is !he workman. These workmen should be as skilled in their trade as is the ma chinist, the printer or the steelmaker. It is come to pass that farming must be done in the most scientific manner In order to insure success. The returns of offieial experiments on living animals shows that during 1001 257 licensees performed 11,645 experi ments. In Ireland ten licensees per formed 237 experiments. The report consists of fifty-four folio pages, gives n great variety of fruitless detail re garding the licensees, and is, to quote the British Medical Journal, "a monu mental record of how the state may hamper science, and how jealously the grandmother of parliaments protects the liberty of guinea pigs to the detri ment of the overabundant taxpayer." From Chicago comes the news that woman has conquered still another field, over which man formerly reigned supreme. She is now employed in the stockyards in Chicago, the last place in the world that one would expect to find her. To he sure, she does not ac tually slaughter the animals, but even that may come in time. In the pack ing and canning factories some thou sands more will find positions. The work is light, is technically called "kitchen work," and consists In the cutling of dried beef, packing of cans, stuffing of sausages, etc. It is impossible for young people to marry in Germany williout the consent of their parents or legal guardians. Certain prescribed forms must be gone through, or the marriage is null and void. When a girl has arrived at what is considered a marriageable age her parents make a point of inviting young men to the house, and usually two or three are invited at the same time, so that the attention may not seem too pointed. No young man. however, is invited to the house until after he has called at least once, and thus signified his wish to have social intercourse with the faintly. "What's in a name';" Well, there seems to have been at least Twelve Thousand Hollars in this name. Ac cording to a dispatch from Springfield, Mo., Vassar College is to receive $12,- 000 under the will of Eouise Frisbie, because Lumas W. Holmes, of Spring field, to whom the money was left on condition that he change ids name to Frisbie, refuses to change. The will was filed a year ago, and the sin gular condition was given some notice in the newspapers at the time. Holmes had a year in which to make up his mind whether lie preferred his auces tral name or the $12,000. He has now decided for the name, and Vassar wJU get the-money. A long and weary day, The holiday of doubt, Glad was 1 when it went its way, And when the stars shone out; For never from its frowning skies Came peace or rest in uny guise. What freedom for my soul, What uplift for my prayer, What larger views, what shining goal On moorlands, waste and bare? What wonder that I breathed at last Thanksgiving when the hour was past, i?i3W — aar - —jfef# ' g©i^sis £ T SEE the smoke of Ojo Cali- I ente, Jtm," said the sheriff, j lifting his fagged pony with a swing of his bridle, "the line Is only five miles off now. See yonder, those bare mesquites on that mesa? That's Mexico." Jim looked down at the hoof-prints, and, striking his jaded broncho with the spurs, said: "If he don't get a fresh horse at Ojo Calionte, cap, we'll catch him in less'n two hours. He's down to a fox trot now." "There isn't a horse In Caliente, Jim. I think he'll stop there. How many shots have you got, Jim?" "Seven, cap." "And four for me. That ought to fetch him." And they floundered over the liot dun hill and down into the squat, red village of adobes. But with all his hard riding Captain Early's heart wasn't exactly "in" this man hunt. He knew Ed Tilbury-had sat in with him at Silver City, Santa Fe and El Paso, served in the same posse with him the time Captain Crews and his rangers crossed the Rio after the rustlers, but murder was murder, and it was "up to" Early to bring Til bury in. Six aces in one deck was re garded as stealing, even in Las Cruces, and when Ed unloaded his forty-five into BID! Hlekey, popular opinion sided ...:: vV ■•/ ■■'/■.) Z ' 4X ■ \\ . '' 1 ; : •'NOW'S HIS CHANCE FPU A SHOT." with Tilbury and most of the hoys disappeared to avoid posse duty. But it was different with Captain Early and his two deputies. Two hours after Tilbury hit the trail for the border they were hot after liim with fifteen rounds apiece, good mounts, and no Idea beyond the inevitable necessity of bringing back the "murderer" dead or alive. But Tilbury had one of those Cana dian River horses, as fast as a coyote II the sand and a demon for rough going. Ed rode him in the spring from Wichita to Oklahoma City, and "gal loped him clean across the panhandle," then to Ihe Pecos Valley and across the range hills to Las Cruces. So the fugitive's horse was seasoned. But Early and his men changed ponies at Poultnoy'g ranch, roping out their own stock becnuse the outfit was away on the drive, and ran Tilbury to cover before dark In u dug-out by the iron spring. They got the worst of this, however, for the rascal winged Jim's horse and cut a strenk across Early's that sent the beast as lame as a barn yard duck. As for Thnroughinan's pony. It died nt the first shot, and the deputy walked back to Poeitney's as mad as a rattlesnake. But Early and Jim clung to the trail, and now. as they rode Into Ojo Cali ente. a cluster of weather-beaten hov els of mud, they saw Ed Tilbury at the far end of the single street, stand ing by n stranger, and In the shadows beßlde him. almost tottering against the wall, the staggering, dust-covered, •xhansted horse that hud carried him TWO DAYS. A brief but sunny day, The day of song and toil, Was it some angel came my way. And touched with holy oil My eyes that could no more look out Upon the barren wastes of doubt? The threads run to and fro, The wheel of labor turns, But in their throbbing mist aglow A light effulgent burns, Faith trims the lamp and bids me view Horizons that I never knew. —Boston Transcript. sixty miles toward freedom. But be saw tbem and was up in a second, bis rifle swinging down at tbem as he rose in his stirrups and the game horse plunging forward as with final des peration. "He must have ammunition to burn," grunted Jim as a bullet whizzed through his pony's mane, but Early had tired twice and missed before they came alongside the startled stranger. "Have you got a horse?" the sheriff was yelling. The stranger looked up and said. Quite slowly: "Yes, sir. That is, I did have oue, but I sold It to the —to the man you are shooting at. See, here's the money." And the young fellow showed a wad of bills in bis hand. Jim grinned a minute without taking his eyes off the vanishing mur derer, who was blundering out across the sand toward the South, but the sheriff swore as he roared: "Fetch out your horse, quick. Y'ou'vc sold it to an outlaw. I'm Sheriff Early and I've got a warrant for that fellow. Quick, the horse!" But the stranger, who looked like a boy, though his face was brown with tan and freckles, ran round into the sheep corral and in another moment, mounted on a bold-going buckskin horse, his Winchester ready in its scab bard, came charging after the fugitive. "lie's for Betting the reward him self," shouted .Tint. "Wait! Waitl" bellowed Early. But the fast-riding youngster, un sheathing his ride, looked hack with a grin and cried: "I'll get him, cap! I'll get him!" "Purty game for a kid," said Jim. But Sheriff Early was furious. "I'm an ass for telling him. He'll kill Ed or get himself killed!" As they struggled over the bowlder strewn trail and slipped haunchwise down into the valley far off on the op posite hill, they could see Tilbury, still looking back, his rifle ready, and be lli een him and the Rio Grande only a mile of knee-deep sand. Then the staring sands of the dried river bed and liberty! But between them and the outlaw rode the hoy 011 the buck skin horse. Each stroke of the nimble hoofs sent a fountain of dust into the air, each stride brought him nearer to Tilbury and the back-pointed Win chester. "Xoiv's his chance for a shot," said Jim, watching the murderer flounder ing up onto the crest of the final hill. "He couldn't miss him now!" "He's just loading his gun," cried Early. "See him? He's out of the dust. Hear it!" And they saw the white puff of smoke, and then, echoing sharp and quick, from wall to wall of the slate fronted inesas, the crack of the volun teer's weapon. "Got him, by Jove!" laughed Jim. "I seen his cayuse drop, cap!" As tbey saw the fugitive's pony drop and Tilbary scramble to bis feet tb sheriff and Jim abandoned their own exhausted boasts, and, seizing their weapons, rushed up the steep hill for the capture. But the youth 011 the horse went gamely forward, faster and faster, till ho, too, topped the ridge and disappeared in the wake of the dismounted outlaw. "It'd be murder to kill him now," panted Early. "It's hiin or the kid, I guess," an swered Jim, and, with dust-sraeared faces and bodies muddy with sand and sweat, they gained the outlaw. Far down below them, just breast ing the shallow pool of the dwindled summer river, they saw the buckskin horse bearing two riders toward the Mexican shore. "We're done, ain't we, cap?" "Done? We're skinned, stuffed and basted by a blamed kid! That's what we are." Jim stooped over the dead Canadian —Tilbury's worthless hostage to the law—and said: "Wonder why the kid killed it, cap?" "Just a bluff, Jim. Cunnin' of him, wasn't it?" And the sheriff sat down on the corpse and rolled a cigarette, watching Tilbury and his pal disappear into the chaparral which lined the haze-dimmed shore of the "land of manana." They didn't say much as they walked back weary and defeated, to Ojo Caliente, but when they eaine to the red, warped railroad station and talked to the squint-eyed agent he told them that the stranger, the curly-haired, brown cheeked boy, had come to town but an hour or two ago. "He didn't seem to know nobody," explained the agent, "and the ou'y thing I know is I henrn him hoss tradin' with that there chap you was chasin', just a few minutes 'fore you all rid up and begun shoot in'." Sheriff Early and his deputy loafed about the station till half an hour be fore the east-bougd lopal came along, and then the'agent handed him a small yellow envelope, with: "Either o' you men 'Captain Early'?" And the sheriff read: "Tilbury's wife on buckskin horse short cut to Caliente. Men's clothes. Frank Hickey." "From Biff's brother," said Early, handing the dispatch to Jim. "She's a brick!" grinned the deputy. ' —John H. Raftery, in the Chicago Record-Herald. Flower* or tlto Swamp. What a wealth of rarely beautiful wild flowers there -are in the swamps and meadows even in July, says Coun try Life in America—the vivid beauti ful cardinal, the false sunflower, or ox eye, thelance-leavedorfragrant golden rod, the tlilmbleweed, the bulb-bearing loosestrife, hardback, the early purple aster or cocash, the iron-weed or flat top, the arrow-leaved tearthumb, the spearmint, native wild mint and pep permint,the Maryland flgwort or bee plant, the great lobelia or blue cardinal flower, tlie graceful brook lobelia, the soft, feathery, tall meadow rue, the poisonous water hemlock, the blood thirsty, round-leaved sundew, the wicked stranglcwccd or common dod der, the gorgeous Turk's cap lily, tho queer snake-head or turtle-head, the fragrant bitter bloom or rose-pink, the attractive meadow beauty or deer grass, the sea or marsh pink, the marsh milkwort, the marsh St. Johns wort, tlie white alder or sweet pepperbush, the boneset or thoroughwort, tlie climb ing noneset or hempweed, the jewel weed, the pale touch-me-not, the giant St. Johnswort and two exquisite orchids, the yellow-fringed orchids and the white-fringed orchids. The lowest and the highest, the showy and the sober, all await to surprise him who searches. Old Acre nn<l Appntlte. Sir Henry Thompson deprecates in creased eating as a means of keeping up the strength of those who are ad vancing in years, and particularly ob jects to the repeated and general use of concentrated forms of animal nour ishment for the aged. Over-nourish ment in old age is apt to lead to pains and aches due to the impairment of excretion, and a long protracted course of overfeeding will end in an attack of gout. Even artificial teeth are not to be considered an unmixed blessing, for by a provision of nature the teeth begin to decay and become useless just when the system begins to thrive with out much animal food of coarse fibre. Indigestion, says Sir Henry Thomp son, is mostly not a disease, but an ad monition. "It is the language of the stomach, and is mostly an unknowp tongue to those who are addressed." It means that the individual has not yet found his appropriate diet. "There is no food whatever which is whole some int itself, that food only is whole some which Is so to the individual."— Baltimore Sun. Expense* of tlie While House. Aside from the President's salary and the expense of keeping tho White House la repair. It costs the Govern ment only about 5(15,000 to operate the establishment. Of tills amount $50,000 is expended in the salaries of the thirty men on. the executive payroll, says the World's Work. These range from a Secretary to the President, with a sal ary oi SSOOO a year, down to messen gers and doorkeepers whose pay Is In some Instances perhaps one-tenth that sum. This remaining $15,000 defrays all the other expenses—the replacing of wqyn-out office furniture, typewriter repahs, stationery and feed for the half dozen horses m the White Houso stables. Of course the executive office has the benefit of mauy economies be yond the reach of the thrifty merchant. For instance, nil official mall Is franked, saving appropriately S2O a day. Special telegraph and cable rates are also secured. as - %%. ~ ,£ppilD □ESSE M 1 He Punched the Itear. THE overland train we caught at Florence, says "The World's Work," was filled with vaca- C, tion seekers picked up all the : way from Boston to Denver, most of j them on their way to California, j though one hunter of big game with whom we talked bad come up from New Orleans to go into the Idaho Mountains from Missoula, ambitious to kill a grizzly. A whole party were exultingly going back to their last year's camp. "Finest spot In the world," said one— j which was not quite true, because that spot we found later many miles from Meeker, wliitlier lie was headed. He went on: "No mosquitoes; air's too thin for 'em! Plenty of elbow room! There's a 111 ill ion camps in these mountains, near the railroad; ladies, kids an' all that. Nice enough; they have a bully time But we like room! Trout! An' deer! An'—say, 'Billy,' tell 'oui about the bear." "Billy" wouldn't. He blushed. Amid the unchecked laughter that rang through the smoking room, lie could not save his face. We were mounting the Continental Divide to the Tonnes- I see Pass. Outside the Arkansas boiled i over its jagged lied, and all tile won- | dors of red and orange and purple I cliffs made a foreground for vistas, j dissolving as we rounded curves, of mountain behind mountain sloping gently skyward or soaring in sheer perpendicular lilies to the clouds. East to the Atlantic tlie Arkansas hurried: j beyond tlie watershed ten thousand j feet high, toward which we climbed. ; we should burst from tlie long tunnel | to run beside the Eagle and tlie Grand, whose waters reach tlie Pacific. " 'Billy' found an Indian's trail— I didn't you 'Billy'?" good uaturediy J jeered the one tbey called "Perk." "You see, he thought it was an In dian's, a barefooted Indian's," said lie expansively to the room in general, i "but it was a bear's"—he said it ! "bearr's," being a native of Wiscon- | sin. " 'Billy' was dentil 011 bears. He j used to tell us how his uncle killed a 1 grizzly out Oregon way with a lead pencil—eh, 'Billy'? So 'Billy' took a Winchester an' went bear hunting, 'Fore he got us to help lie chased his Invisible, but trembling, quarry—let me see—six weeks, I think, it was." "Three days," -said "Billy." "At last," went on the story, "we went out together and beat tip a neck of woods where 'Billy' said the hear had Its nest; he said It was a grizzly with fourteen rattles. 'Billy' himself sat waiting at the upper end. And we did start tlie beast. We caught a glimpse of him now and then—like a ! black pig scattering through the brush. 1 "He shot out of tlie bus lies into ! 'Billy's' open like a waddling sky- ! rocket, and, not seeing 'Billy,' lie sat j up to look back. But' Billy'! His eyes j bulged out like marbles. I tell you. | gentlemen, his hair rose so fast his hat | went up like a clay pigeon from a trap. I He dropped his gun, and in two strides lie waded into that bear dead bent for ■ Kaiser. Excited? He kicked, he I punched; lie kicked again. His uncle, j with the lead pencil and tlie grizzly. Was nothing to 'Billy,' bare banded, j mauling Hint scared, black, half-grown ! cub. It wasn't ten seconds before the i bear found the mill too hot—he was I no prize fighter—and while 'Billy' j chased him Into the woods, 'rocking' j him with everything he could reach, | we rolled on the ground and laughed. 1 When we came up to 'Billy' lie was | sitting Oil the grass with ills legs stuck out in front, looking at tlie rifle—be bad picked It up. And crying!" "Most of that's n lie," said "Billy." "liut I guess I did forget the gun," and. brightening n little, "I landed him a couple of good ones, though." And we ail joined the mighty laugh that went up. Two Hrroßß. A story of a dog's loyally and a boy's love that makes life seem richer, finer and infinitely more worth while was recently told in the New York Commer cial Advertiser. A small hoy, very ragged and far from clean, was meandering along lliith street, near Eighth avenue, the other evening, whistling through lils fingers from time to time to a dingy little cur flint nosed about the door ways for some dainty droppings from the morning's garbage can. The boy carried a huge parcel of old clothing, aud did not look as if the picking of a bone or two on his own account would go amiss. Every now nnd then the dog would trot back to his small master long enough to sniff his bare legs reassur ingly in acknowledgment of the peri odical whistling. Presently a great mastiff, wild with the thought of an hour's freedom, bounded down the steps of an apart ment house and came into violent col lision with smnll boy and bundle, knocking one flat and rolling the other into the gutter. Quick as a flash the hungry little cur was at the great dog's throat. He was hardly half the size of the mastiff's head, but for tcu seconds he did battle not unworthy his big enemy, putting all the love nnd loyalty of ills homeless little heart into this attack upon the giant that had assailed hla master. Instantly, kioweve*-, the boy "was on hht feet, calling him off, and the mastiff walked soberly on. Evidently he hnfr understood the matter perfectly, ap preciated the cause of the little con tretemps, and let it pass after the man ner of lils magnanimous kind. "Good doggie!" said the hoy, re leasing one grimy hand from th? bun dle long enough to pat the head of the breathless little dog, who greeted th?*. acknowledgment of his services with, ecstatic waggings of Ills sandy stump. But there was a sequel. It chanced that tbh particular cur had some time since been bereft of one eye; and now, as he crossed the avenue, the oncoming car was at its blind side, and the "L" overhead wiped out all surface sounds. Boy and bundle were half the width of the street behind him when a swerve of the motor-man's hand gave the car a headlong plunge. The fender was hardly half a foot from the uncofi scions dog when his master, quick as a Hash, dropping his load, with one spring seized the dog round his lank body and bounded on the f.mdf'r. cling ing like a crab to the sagging steel bands. Then, as the car slowed up with a screech and a growl from the brakes, master and dog descended and raced back for the bundle again. Neither seemed to regard the Inci dent as anything unusual; it was all in the day's work of outwitting a fate that kept both at their wits' end to stand off starvation and other shapes of death. Treed ly Itnck. Olen Bowles, of Costello, Pa., will never stop again to be Good Samaritan to a deer in trouble. He works for the big tannery com pany there. He was In the woods one day last week looking over a bark contract. Passing along an old woods road he saw a fawn lying in a clump of bushes. As the fawn did not move he walked un to it and found that it was bleed ing from an injury in its shoulder. AVith the intention of taking the I wound- d fawn home with him and doc- i torlng it. Bowles was stooping to lift it up In his arms when the frightened little animal began bleating piteov.sly. If had scarcely uttered its first cry when Bowles heard a commotion in tlm brush, ami looking up saw two deer, a big buck and a doe, bounding toward him. The buck had on a fierce front, the bristle on his neck standing erect and his eyes blazing with fury. Bowles hastily climbed a tree. He got out of range of the buck just In time to es cape a savage lunge from his horns. They took the fawn away into the wood. The buck, however, stayed right at the foot of the tree and pranced and snorted around it at every move Bowles made, keeping him there until long after dark. When he thought the buck had gone away Bowles slipped down out of tree and started to put behind him the three miles that lay between that snot and home as quickly as his legs would le tlilm. He hadn't gone fifty yard;-*, though, before the buck was after hiiu. Dodging from tree to tree Bowles made ills way along until a man answered his cries for help. Then the buck abandoned the chase. The settlor who went to Bowles* rescue said the buck was a terror of that neighborhood and kuown to the hunters as Old Golden.—Sua. Hrrisrgl "With a Musk allonge. Charley Dutilap one day had a strike from a twenty-pound muskallonge. He had a hand line. Early In (he struggle the tlsli adopted as Its tactics a per sistent dashing In a circle that took it around the boat, its purpose evidently liclng to get a hitch of the line 011 the boat so that it might tear itself loose— The peculiar tactics of this inuskai- V longe kept Dunlap twisting and turn- ' lug round and round In ids boat to pre vent the Ilsb front fouling the line. The lake was rough tinder a still wind, and the frail canoe threatened to cap size before Dunlnp could conquer the luuskullonge. At each circuit the muskallonge made, Dunlnp succeeded in getting the itsh nearer, and then he suddenly dis covered that lie was unable to make another turn himself. Glancing down nt Itis feet he discovered that in his rapid twlstlngs and turnings he had wound the line round and round ids ankles and lie was pinioned by it there. This was an added danger, for if by some unlucky move the beat should capsize bis fate was certain. If tile uiuskiillonge bad made one more turn around the boat it would probably have accomplished its design and got away. Fortunately for Dunk lap. the fish at tlint critical moment" changed its tnetlcs, and started straight nut toward the middle of the lake. Dunlap let it go, and, sitting down in lite boat, quickly released the hamper ing line from his legs, and engaged the muskallonge again. The rest of the light was brief, foi the odds against the tlsli were too great, and, exhausted, hut still offering Its dend weight In opposition to the angler, it was hauled up to the gaff and landed.—New York Sun. Sworon.h Pierced tlie Ileal. The fishing schooner Forest .Maid, Captain Sinuett, arrived at Boston the other day from George's with forty-one j big swordfisli. A. Scott, one of the ! crew, had a thrilling experience witir-, : a fish which weighed fiOO pounds, n J j was speared from the bowsprit and Seott was sent off in a dory to bring !it alongside the vessel. Although mor : tally wounded, the fish showed fight, land as Scott approached plunged" its sword through the bottom of the boat, j The dory had to be hoisted to the declc j in order to release the fish, which in i the meantime had died.
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