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