DON'T DREAM, BUT DO! Tis an easy thinjr, if you want to know How sweet the summer is, just to go Down in the fields, or deen in the wood, Or fain toward the swash of the sea. For they all will teaqh you how heavenly good Such wholesome places be. If you seek the soul's warm summer, too, Don't dream, but do! Don't sit at home with your brain-born book And balance questions and pry and look Askance at this, or wonder how That squares with some ancient doubt; But get in touch with the throbbing now, And let your heart go out To your tellow-men who are spent and blue. Don't dream, but dol ABBBBIBBBmpi | TRAPPED IN AN ICE JAM. § By Laurence J. Yates; Iff THE Kulk River, as a glance at the map will show, Is a small, unimportant stream in Southwestern Alaska which empties into the Knik Arm, a shallow Indentation from the head of Cook's Inlet. When the Ice in this river breaks up in the spring it collects in the arm, which is really a wide estu ary, whore for days, and sometimes a week, the floe formed surges back and forth with the tide, until linally it all works its way out to sea. As the tide of the arm comes in with a small bore the floating ice is swept back up stream with groat force, and the waters of the estuary being thickly studded with bars, the tide driven floe often jams on them and piles up to a great height. It was in one of these tarns that John Hardtuan, a young naturalist, who had come to Alaska in the interests of a zoological society in one of our Eastern cities, had an ex tremely perilous experience in the spring of 1001, while voyaging up the Brm on his way Inland. Ilardman was hound for the head Waters of the river, for the purpose of capturing alive some of the mountain sheep so plentiful there. Owing to the fact that the lambs must be taken, if at all, when very young, he was in a hurry to reach the mountains. So when the ice broke up he did not wait for It to go out to Bea, hut started about the first of Slay from the head of Cook's Inlet with his party of four one white man named Caulkins and three Knik Indians—in a large river boat or scow. He Intended to light his way through the vast floe that tilled the arm. . ... ■ : '-* As ht This time it was possible to travel only when the tide was setting In, the method of proceeding was to wait until the bore passed and then launch tlio boat among the ice fields behind, rowing when the water was open enough and drifting with the cur rent when the cakes closed In around. To prevent the boat front being crushed when the ice jammed on the numerous bars required untiring vigilance and prompt action, but Caulkins handled the scow so skilfully tliat for four hours the first run with the tide had ail gone well. ' Then suddenly a wide area of the floe began to pile up on a bar directly in front of the voyagers. Fortunately for their lives they were near shore. By quick work tlioy succeeded in gcttting the boat to land before the ice coulil close up and catch them. To drag the clumsy scow with its cargo of SOU pounds of provisions out on the ice heaped bank was no small feat, yet they did it. Here in safety they watched the floe make itself into miniature mountains of blocks on tiro chain of liars across the arm, until at last the tide spent its force and began to recede, carrying back all the ice not jammed fast on tlio shallows. Left on the largest bar about half a mile out was a huge, ir regular heap of big cakes, most of them fully three feet thick, which cov ered about two acres and was nearly forty feet high. On the smaller bars beyond, with open channels between, were several other mounds not so large, and in the broad channel be tween the shore and the big mound was an uneven field of tightly packed Ice. As they coidd not get any further at present camp was made to wait for the tide of the next morning in the hope that by then the jam would he broken. But In the morning it was found that the tide which had come In during the night instead of breaking tlio barrier had only added more ice to it and Bomewhnt changed its shape. It was not safe lo attempt to run the narrow Channels now; the only tiling to do was to wait until the insetting current should clear a passage for them. Per haps the next tide would do tills. At about 0 o'clock Ilardman, taking his camera, left camp alone to get a closer view of the jam and some pic tures of tlio mounds. Going along tiie shore nhout a mile he came to the portion of tlie floe stuck in the wide channel. It made a perfectly safe bridge clear across to the main bar, and over this he made his way to the base of the great white pile of jagged blocks. After taking two or three photo graphs at favorable points he was seized with a desire to get a view from the summit. Climbing up byway of the front slope, which was a long and quite easy ascent, he was a third of the distance to the top when lie reached a giant cake, broken in two.in the centre. The lower half lay at an angle of forty-five degrees, the tipper half at not more than thirty. Between the two was a crack three feet wide, and beneath It an opening several feet deep Resting for a moment on the upper edge of the tinder cake, Ilardman stepped upon the one above, not notic Work in the world for the folk thereof; With every deed that is done in love Some crisscross matter is smoothed for aye; The spirit sees straight and clear; And heaven draws close that was far away, As you whistle off each fear. Work, for the days are lleet uud few. Don't dream, but do! You may worry over God's grinding laws, You may probe and probe for the great lirst cause; But an hour of life with an honest thrill Of self-forgetting joy Will ease your mind of its moody ill And make you blithe as a boy. The plan is simple; then see it through: Don't dream, but do! —Richard Burton, in Brandur Magazine. ing how insecure was its position. In stantly his foot slipped and be fell into the crack between. He clutched at the slippery edge as he went down, hiihg suspended by his arms for a second, then, his hands loosing their hold, he dropped just in time to escape being crushed. For the lightly poised block had been started downward by 'his weight, and crashed against the lower one as he struck In a heap below. He was caught like a squirrel In a box trap In a narrow, irregular space among the blocks, about three feet wide, live feet long and six feet high. For a moment Hardman did not re alize the gravity of his situation. He felt sure that he could cut himself out with his jack knife, or at least make a hole through which he could signal to camp for help by thrusting out his coat and waving It. The sunlight fil tering in through a chink gave promise of this, and helped to relieve the semi darkness of his prison. Ho inspected his camera In n leis urely fashion, glad to find that It had not been in the least injured by the full, took out his knife nnd then looked at his watch. It was 10 o'clock; the tide was due at three minutes of 12. Then all at once the peril of his posi tion flashed upon him; the tide would set the whole jam in motion, perhaps demolish it. If he did not escape lie would he ground to powder. One movement of a cake would annihilate him". For an awful moment a sickening terror clutched him, but shaking it off he began to make a calculation. He had just one hour nnd fil'ty-seven min utes in which to cut his way out and get ashore. Could he do it? A tunnel large enough for the passage of his body must be m.ide through' more than thirty inches of hard, brittle ice by menns of a rather slender knife blade. Selecting the most vulnerable point of attack, the slight erttck between the cake" Hint formed We cover of the trap and the one that farmed the iower wall, ho began chipping away the ice. At first lie worked with feverish nnx- , lety, but gradually his usual coolness returned. 1 When lie had out steadily upward to a depth of ten inches, he noticed that he was letting the hole get smaller the deeper it went Into the ice. If the dimensions were allowed to decrease any more he saw that the hole would ho much too narrow for ids exit by tlio time the cake was pierced. So, beginning at the bottom, he enlarged the tunnel until it seemed to him that Its necessary convergence would still leave a wide enouglt opening when the surface was reached. Soon operations were again delayed. He was obliged to stop and cut foot holds in the almost perpendicular side of the lower wall that he might raise himself enough to work with advan tage. At last, judging that he had cut half way, Ilardman looked at his watch again. It was seven minutes past eleven. He had been sixty-seven minutes in cutting the easier half, i Only fitty minutes remained; it seemed useless to go on. i "Time and tide wait for no man;" the trite old adage struck him with a I new nnd appalling force. But he must I and would get out in time. His de • spnir gave way to resolution, ami lie • set to work with renewed vigor, strik • Ihg so forcibly that the blade threat - ■ ened to break at every jab. Although surrounded with walls of I ice, Hardmnn's whole hotly dripped > with, perspiration. Every muscle in r his arms nnd shoulders nehod lntol -1 erably with the strain of clinging to 5 the vertical wall nnd picking away r the relentless ice overhead. Showers t of chips poured down upon ids fnco, t half blinding him, nnd he worked in a - great measure by guess. Yet slowly the tunnel was cut upward inch by X inch until lie estimated there could be i no more than three inches left. At tills point lie was seized with a i> lurking fear that another bloel: from 3 above would slip down and double q thy thickness of the cover. In n frenzy e of haste lie struck recklessly. The •, blade snapped short off at the handle. 3 Not dnrlng to look at Ids watch, 1 Ilardman opened the small blade, nnd steadying ids nerves, began again, >■ very carefully now. A dozen strokes s and the knife pierced clear through ii the cake. There was nothing on top. f He listened for the roar of the ex [l peeted tide, hut the only sounds he f heard were the soft lapping of the e waves at the foot of the Jam and the n hoarse scream of a raven wheeling u in the still air high overhead. t Cutting out the opening to a size n sufficient, he thought, to permit the ?, egress of his body, Ilardman grasped ■I the upper edge and raised himself until the top of his head was nbove the r level of the ice. Then the breadth of n his shoulders refused to let him go farther. As ho struggled vainly, n sullen roai far down tlie arm heralded the coming of the tide. It was now or neverl With n sudden inspiration Hardman dropped hack, pulled off his thick outer coat, and then, with almost su perhuman strength forced himself slowly upward out of the vise-like grip of the narrow opening. lie rose to his feet, free of an icy tomb at last; hut he found there was no time to cross to the shore before the ice-laden wave of the bore would strike. It was already within live hundred yards of him. Knowing that it would take rnnny times more force to move the jam resting on the bar than it would to move the Held in the channel, Hard mnn quickly realized that the .best tiling to do was to stay on the mound. The safest place was at the summit; so to the one big cake forming the pinnacle he made his way, and crouch ing on its slanting surface, waited. Over to the southwest was the camp in the shadow of the foot-hills. No one was in sight. There was 110 use in shooting to let his men know of his danger, for above the roar of the water his voice would not carry half the illstnnec. Nor could the men aid him if they should hear. So in silence lie turned his glance to the foaming crest of the advancing wave, noting the endless stretch of dull white ice following it. The mound, extending down farther than the shoreward ice, was the first to receive the shock. Although the whole mass shuddered, it held firm as the first of the monster cakes carried by the bore struck, reared up, and began to accumulate at the beginning of the slope. The packed field near shore gave way a little, became con vulsed throughout its entire length, yet still hung in the passage. Out on the other side the open channels be came obstructed, so that the yirogrcss of the floe was now checked clear across the arm. This made the pres sure on the mound terrific. Driven on by the immeasurable force behind, cakes weighing a hun dred tons were heaved and pushed up the Incline toward Hardman, as if they were nothing but chips. With fascinated gaze he watched the huge blocks climb higher and higher, and saw them pile up with n grinding, crunching sound three deep over the trap out of which he had just escaped. The sight made bends of cold perspira tion stand out on his forehead. As the floe drove in harder, the tumbling, heaving cakes crept upward; the mound trembled and was shoved backward. The block on which Hard man stood rocked with the pressure; it seemed about to topple over and pitch down the steep declivity at the back. Then there came a mighty roar, a crash and a chaos of grating, crack ling noises—the jammed floe in the inward channel had broken loose at Inst and was moving. At once the press on the centre was relieved, the ice began to deflect shoreward, and the mgvemejit of tbg mound ceased. Weak and limp, Hardman reclined 011 tile summit, while the greater part of the floating ice turned in and crowd ed through the opened channel in a rolling, pitching procession of much broken cakes. At last a shout on the shore drew Hardman's attention. There Cnulkins and the Indians were making frantic gesticulations. Hardman waved his lint in return, and settled himself to wait for the passage to clear. In half an hour the lee thinned out, and Cnulkins had the lioat manned, came out In it and took Hardmau to camp.— Youth's Companion. Monkey Clining With a Cat. The Zoo has a bashful monkey. The keepers call him "Bashful Willie." He was horn in the garden one year ago, and is the sou of the large Japanese monkey whose destructive proclivities have earned for her the sobriquet "Carrie Nation." Carrie was with Willie In a separate cage until he was four months old. He was then placed in the large cage with the other monkeys, lmt he was found to be too bashful to live In tbelr com pany. He kept 011 bowing right and left, but was too timid to eat or drink In the presence of others. A special cage was placed In Keeper McCrossan's office, and there in soli tude Bashful Willie Is thriving. The only company lie enjoys Is Snnke Keeper Hess' white cnt, which has be come famous for having one blue nnd one yellow eye. The eat pays regular visits to Willie and allows him to pull her tail through the hnrs. A few days ago Willie had a cough, nnd it was thought advisable to bring the mother to him, hut even Canto was repulsed liy Willie, who screamed loud and buried his head in a corner.— Philadelphia rublic Ledger. The Nose. Nothing Is more rare than a really perfect nose; that Is, one which unites harmony of form, correctness of pro portion and proper affinity with the other features. The following are, according to the rules of art, the conditions requisite to the beauty of this organ; The nose should have the same length as the forehead, and have a slight depression at its root. From its root to its extremity it should follow a perfectly straight line and come ex actly over the centre of tho upper lip; tile bridge of the nose, parallel on both sides, should he a little wider In the centra The tip should ho neither too thin nor too fleshy, and Its lower out line neither narrow nor too wide. The lobes must he gracefully defined by a slight depression. Seen sideways, tbe lower part of the nose will have hut a third of its total length. British India's Population. 'According to the census ol' 1901 the population of British India amounts to about 295,390,009 persons. EASY FOR THE BUZZARD. What lie Dl<l to the Oamocoric That Was Matched to right aim. Jack Wills, former Representative front Clark County in the Kentucky j Legislature, enjoys the reputation of being a practical joker of 110 mean ca pacity. His brother-in-law, George Ballard, a prominent breeder of fine horses and owner of rin client Wilkes, a noted pacer, has on his place a pen of highly bred game chickens. While George was showing Jack his favorite rooster and expatiating on his great prowess Jack pretended to regatid the bird as a very ordinary chicken, and said lie could whip him with a buzzard. A hot argument en sued, resulting in a match being ar ranged for between the rooster and a buzzard, which Jack agreed to pro duce. Jack had a trap set, and in a short time his uncommon warrior, a very large buzzard, was brought to him. According to the terms of the eon test the rooster was duly equipped with gaffs, and the two birds were linked together by the feet with a yard or so of stout cord. As the rooster braced himself for the onslaught the buzzard regarded him with stolid indifference, and at the first pass lifted its wings anil sailed away, with the rooster squawking in its wake. George ran for a gun, but lie fore he could get hack with it the buzzard and the rooster were higli In the air and away out of reach of the fowling piece. The distressing cries of the unfortunate rooster grew fainter and fainter, until finally they were heard no more, and the 111-mated pair faded away in the ether blue. Nothing has since been heard of the birds.— Cincinnati Enquirer. A Tale of Duck Shooting. We had been hunting for ducks 011 the upper Schroon River, and had failed to bag a single one. We were warm, tired and disgusted, and in the mood when a hunter will kill "any thing," when, paddling around a bend of the stream, we saw a little clear ing, a log camp and a long, lank old woodsman who was seated on the hank complacently smoking a corncob pipe. Directly In front of him a flock of tame ducks were swimming in tlie river. "Heavens and earth! I've a good mind to take a shot at those tamo ones," said my friend. Then raising his voice he called out to the man on the bank; "I'll give you a dollar If you'll let me have a shot at those ducks." "Hand over your dollar fust." It was done, and my friend let fly both barrels, almost annihilating the flock. "You didn't make much 011 that deal." said my friend. "Oh, I dunno. I don't care. They ain't my ducks. They b'long to the Frenchman up the river."—New York Times. Bonk Thief's Illume. The couplet found iti a stolen book— "Don't steal this hook for fear of shame, For in the hook is writ the owner's name"— which was quoted in one of the Lon don Police Courts a few days ago, is neither original nor complete. The rhyme, which has been long nnd uni versally in use among school children, runs thus: "Don't steal this hook for fear of shame, For In It's writ the owner's name; For If you die the Lord will say; 'Where is that book you stole away?' And if you say you do not know. The Lord will east you down below." Iu hoys' schools the concluding rhyme has usually been more definitely lurid. —Westminster Gazette. Phonograph Used lit a Funeral. A phonograph was used in place of n choir to furnish music at the funeral of Daniel P. Williams, at Leaven worth, Kan. The Rev. Samuel Pear sou, pastor of the First Congregational Church, and one of the most promi nent preachers iu the city, was called upon to offlcinte at the service, and as it was too late to obtain a choir, Mr. Pearson went to a music store and obtained a phonograph and two rec ords, "The Holy City" and "Jesus, as Thou Wilt." In the course of the service the phonograph rendered these hymns. Mr. Pearson stated that this proved to be satisfactory to the relatives and friends of the dead man. nnd that while it was an innovation, he be lieved it would come into general use at funerals. He will In future take a phonograph when visiting the sick, in terposing his spiritual talk with sacred music.—New York Times. Tim King of Italy. One of the most pleasing traits about the King of Italy Is his extreme mo desty and simplicity. He never seeks for effect, never poses, and is indeed altogether free from all pretence and affectation. One of his favorite ex pressions is "I am afraid I am not quite competent in this matter," nnd when he expresses his views about a work of art or a book lie usually adds "my personal opinion Is of 110 impor tance," nnd "perhaps I have not thoroughly understood the subject." This modesty Is especially plowing coming from a prince who is probably the most Intellectual nnd cultured of all the reigning sovereigns of Europe. In fact, the range of his education lias been a very extensive one, and whenever he takes up a subject, 110 matter what it may happen to be, he endeavota to master it In all Its de tails. He always wears military uni form. Tills does not, however, pre vent his being devoted to the sea, and he possesses much more technical kuowledge relating to the seafaring profession than most of his brother rulers who affect naval dress and the unlforci of admirals. CHILDREN'S DEPARTMENT. To "Little Woman." I see them coming through the shady street, Eacli in ficr odd, old-fashioned, flowing gown, Four girls abreast, bright, eager, laughing, sweet, Four blossoms blooming in the green old town. They live in hearts alike of young and old, In many tongues their girlish voices chime, Dear children of a happy world who hold A charm against the blighting touch of time. For she who made them, made them sweet and true, Real products of our land of sun and snow. Winsome and good and fresh as morning dew. we love, Meg, Amy, Beth and —Good Housekeeping. An Odd Little Harp. Children who are musically inclined can get a whole lot of fun out of a home-made odd little harp. First get some elnstic bands and an empty cigar AN ODD LITTIiE ITARP. box. If possible get a deep cigar box, the best kind over which to stretch elastics to make them sing. Hammer slender wire nails at intervals along the front and back edges of the open box, then take ordinary elastic hands (Fig. 5) and stretch them across the box by slipping each one over two MISSING INDIANS' PUZZLE. Mrs. Helm was carried to the lake by an Indian chief in the massacre al Detroit, August 15, ISI2. Find two other Indians. back anil two front nails. The elastics must be of various widths, the heav iest being at one end of the box and the lightest at the other (Fig. 0). With a quill test the instrument. The elas tics may he tightened by being looped around and around one or more of the four pins, and in this way the strings can to a great extent be keyed as you wish. When finished practice on the musical box with the quill toothpick until you can make the elastics sing a tune.—The Delineator. Experiment "With Crystallization. Make a saturated solution of com mon soda in water. When the crystals stop dissolving, although the water is stirred repeatedly, the fluid is ready for use. Pour the clear fluid in an other glass in which you are going to try the experiment. Fasten a lima bean to a piece of cord and the other end of it to a match or sninll piece of wood. Tie n non-porous object (for in stance, a glass ball) to the same stick and immerse both bean and glass ball in the solution. Let the solution stand, and in a little while a peculiar crystal lization will form. Needle-like sticks of soda appear on the beau anil cover it completely, giving it the appcnnuice of a porcupine. The bean has com pletely dlsnpponred, while the other object, the glass ball, has not clinngeil at all. The cause of the crystalliza tion is in the porousness of the bean; that is, it absorbs the .water, and the soda contained in the solution, not being able to soak into the bean, set tles on the outside of it, forming the crystal needles described nbove, •while the glass ball, not being porous, does not take u'p any water and therefore causes no crystallization.—New York Tribune. A Living: Paper Cutter. The following story is told by a South African paper: "An Indian ra jah, who had learned the English lan guage nft£r a fashion, frequently vis ited-some years ago the viceroy of Cal cutta, and on one occasion borrowed of the latter a copy of the Edinburgh ltevicw, which he happened to see , lying on the table. When lie returned m the magazine the viceroy asked him if , A he had found anything interesting in it. 'Oh, yes,' he replied, 'many beauti ful tilings, but also many disconnected articles. See here. This begins with 'Hunting tile Ourang-ou-tang,' does it not? And now turn over the page and here you have the 'History of Mary Stuart.' The viceroy laughed. lie per ceived that the rnjali had attempted to read the book without cutting the leaves. He accordingly took from his table a beautiful ivory paper cutter, explained its use to his visitor, and made him a present of it. About a year after this occurrence the viceroy saw a gay company entering the court, and in the centre of it the rajah seated on a young elephant. No sooner did lie see the viceroy than he cried, 'Do you happen to have an uncut copy of the Edinburgh Review? If so, please toss J it to me.' The viceroy threw out the V magazine. It was caught by the eie- ~ pliant, who placed it between his tusks which had been wrought into elegant paper cutters, even including carved handles, and quickly cut open the leaves, after which the knowing aui- mnl passed the Review back to the surprised viceroy. The rajah then dis mounted and said to the viceroy, ns he pointed to the elephant, 'He is yours; 1 1 return you the paper cutter alive.'" r Tlitee Clever Flalm*. All fishes do not have sharp weapons with which to keep oil their enemies or to use in catching other lislics for themselves, so nature, which looks af ter all things, teaches them little tricks which they use to great advan tage. There is one flsli who likles himself in the mud at the bottom of the big rivers in India, where he makes his home, and just peeps his head out to see what is going on. Now, this fish lias a kind of beard growing on his lips. The hairs of the beard keep wiggling about in the water, and the little lishes think that surely they are worms. All little lishes are very greedy, so when they see these hairs they say to themselves: "Oh, here are some fine worms; let's have a party." . Up they swim and begin to nibble at J the hairs; but the fish who is in the JL mud gobbles them up, and the little ones do not have any party. There is another kind of fish who shoots flies and little bugs. He twists his mouth until it is just like a pop gun, and he uses a drop of water in stead of a billet. When he sees a fly sitting on a leaf near the water's edge lie takes aim very carefully, then, pop, and Mr. Fly finds himself knocked into the water, only to be eaten by the fish who has shot him. Still another strange fish lives in the sea. lie is called the sucking fish. When he sees anything he likes very much he simply fastens himself to It by means of a kind of plate on bis head. He is so strong that nothing can pull him away. \ The people who live near the coast s| of Africa use this fish to catch turtles. They tie a strong cord to his tail and put him In the water near the place where the turtle is asleep. If they go too nenr the turtle will wake up and swim away, but the sucking fisli al ways catcltes him and holds on so hard that the men in the boat pull in fish, turtle and all. So, you see, 'this fish Is very ..useful,—Washington Star.
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