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I1IE HAST1NGS <br />MZETTE. <br />VOL. L. ---NO. 16. <br />rMINNEQOTA <br />HI8TORICAL <br />SOCIETY. <br />HASTINGS. MINN.. SATURDAY. JANUARY 11, [908. <br />et per Tear to a e. <br />per Tear it es in Advance. <br />THE M[ICAN ROROEO <br />How Both Sides of the Line Are <br />Watched and Guarded. <br />UNCLE SAM'S BRAVE RIDERS. <br />Th. Work That Is Performed by These <br />Well Mounted, Well Armed and Cour- <br />ageous Patrols --The Mexican Rurales <br />and Their Methods. <br />If business or recreation should to <br />you down to that long line which for <br />the boundary between the Unite Iiia <br />and Mexico, you may by chance m <br />a well mounted rider, armed with r <br />and pistols, , pacing observantly alo <br />some bypath or canyon. He is one <br />the United States boundary rider <br />pointed by the treasury departmen <br />patrol the border on the lookout <br />smugglers, cattle runners and oth <br />persons whose presence on the Am <br />lean side is generally undesirable. <br />For this position the man selec <br />must possess courage, judgment a <br />no little physical endurance, for h <br />duties may call him forth at all hou <br />and seasons, and he may be reepon <br />hie for a stretch of border land ma <br />miles in length. <br />For example, between San Diego, <br />the Pacific coast of California, a <br />Yuma, in Arizona, there is but o <br />boundary rider to patrol a line of ov <br />150 miles, and this is in part ov <br />sparsely settled mountainous regi <br />and partly through the waste of th <br />Colorado desert. <br />As opposite, him, on the other aide <br />the line, the Mexican government main <br />tains from fifteen to twenty rural <br />for the same work, ft Is a good Ills <br />tration of the trust reposed In a sing <br />American citizen by his governmen <br />It is probable there is no other' <br />in the United States whom it wont <br />be harder to find at a given mo <br />than the boundary rider of the <br />Diego -Yuma district <br />He may be down on the Cobra <br />desert, watching near I>ome wat <br />• for a venturesome band of ca <br />runners, or in some canyon of the moue <br />tains on the lookout for a wagon- loa <br />of prohibited immigrant Chinamen <br />bat, wherever he is, one may be fair! <br />sure it is not where the transgressor o <br />the customs laws expect him to be. <br />That he must possess both judgmen <br />on.,ragw._the _ !allowing--- <br />which took place during the career <br />the former boundary rider in this dis- <br />trict, will aptly illustrate: <br />For some time a band of cattle run <br />ners had been working successful <br />back and forth over the line in spite o <br />the boundary rider's vigilance. They <br />seemed to be able to divine his mov <br />ments, so that while be was watch <br />-11\ trail through the mountains th <br />were rushing a bunch of cattle ov <br />the desert. • <br />But at Last he managed to sure <br />the band and, rifle in hand, drove tw <br />of them into Campo. <br />Then, however, arose the question as <br />to the method of taking them down to <br />the (omit He hired a double seated <br />vehicle, the only one in the place. <br />But at once another question pre- <br />sented itself. How was he to seat his <br />prisoner's, for either they must be <br />placed together on the front or the <br />back seat or separated, both seemingly <br />a hazardous choice? <br />He finally decided to separate them, <br />and so, with one on the front seat with <br />him and the other behind, he started <br />for the coast. <br />The two cattle runners managed to <br />communicate with each other by signs <br />and at a rough part of the road made <br />the boundary rider, In turn, their <br />prisoner. Needless to say, they then <br />made the beet of tl it opportunity to <br />escape over the bog but as they fell <br />into the hands of the unsympathetic <br />rurkles they would have been better <br />off if they had submitted to the law of <br />their own country. <br />This brings one of the somewhat dif- <br />ferent methods pursued by the Mexi- <br />can government in guarding their side <br />of tbe border. From a cursory inapec.- <br />tlon of the line one might suppose that <br />the Mexican side is not guarded at all. <br />You may cross the line ten times ates <br />different places and never set ayorta rurale, but it is well known that yon <br />have done so nevertheless, and on the <br />eleventh excursion you are likely to <br />find yourself surrounded by a pictur- <br />esque group, who will carry you off to <br />jail if your explanation is not satis- <br />factory. <br />As a rule, the rurales patrol back <br />and forth in detachments at a distance <br />of from ten to fifteen miles from the <br />actual border. Many a headlong dash <br />for the American side has been made <br />by perfectly law abiding citizens, with they <br />the rurales at their heels, because <br />have been heedless in obtaining a per- <br />mission to cross the border. <br />True, an American citizen may crossthe border at will, as far as he himself <br />Is concerned, but as he is almost cer- <br />tain to carry some article liable to duty <br />it is upon that charge that he may be <br />arrested.—Michael White in' Youth's <br />Companion. <br />ke <br />ms <br />tes <br />A.et <br />ifie <br />ng <br />of <br />ap <br />to <br />for <br />er <br />er- <br />ted <br />nd <br />1e <br />rs <br />s!- <br />ny <br />00 <br />nd <br />ne <br />er <br />ger <br />on <br />e <br />of <br />a <br />a- <br />le <br />t <br />nun <br />d <br />went <br />San <br />do <br />ter <br />file <br />d <br />y <br />f <br />incident, <br />of <br />iy <br />s- <br />lag <br />ey <br />er <br />rise <br />0 <br />An Engltsh Superitttion. <br />The most popular superstition to <br />many parts of England is that every <br />remnant of Christmas decoration must <br />be removed before Candlemas day. <br />Should a sprig of holly or other ever- <br />green be left in any hoose one of its <br />occupants will die within the year. <br />If thou addest little to little and <br />doest so often soon it will become a <br />great heap.—Hesiod. <br />A STRENUOUS RULER. <br />Daring, Cc-olness and Bravery <br />James IV. of Scotland. <br />One of the interesting characters <br />history is Jame IV., king of Scotland <br />from 1478 to 1513. Ile was athletic. <br />Courageous and fond of adventure. In <br />putting down insurrections and im- <br />proving the criminal administration of <br />the country be was foremost In the <br />ranks and did not shun a hand to hand <br />contest. He married n daughter of <br />Henry VII. of Englaud and made a <br />treaty which secured peace between <br />the two countries. He labored to build <br />up a navy and develop commerce and <br />showed skillful diplomacy In dealing <br />with other nations. He was killed In <br />battle at Flodden, where his army <br />was disastrously defeated by Henry <br />VIII. <br />Those were strenuous times, when it <br />was necessary for a king to be a fight- <br />er and to inspire his obstreperous sub- <br />ject]] with some degree of terror. Ring <br />James used erten to go about the coun- <br />try in different disguises, not only be- <br />cause he loved adventure, but because <br />he could thus secure information on <br />the state of the nation at first hand. <br />It is related of the vigorous Scottish <br />king that once when wandering through <br />the hills during the night be was over- <br />taken by a violent storm and was <br />obliged to take shelter in a cavern near <br />Wemys, which is ane of the most re- <br />markable antiquities of Scotland. Hav- <br />ing advanced some way in, the king <br />discovered a number of men and wo- <br />men ready to begin to roast a sheep for <br />supper. From their appearance be sus- <br />pected that he had fallen into evil cone <br />pany, hut as it was then too late be <br />asked bospltTity from them till the <br />tempest was over. They granted 1t <br />and invited the king, who was un- <br />known to thea,, w sit down and join <br />them at supper. They were a notori- <br />ous band of robbers and cutthroats, <br />and this fact soon dawned upon James. <br />As soon as they had finished their <br />supper one of them presented a plate <br />on which two daggers were laid In the <br />form of a St. Andrew's cross, telling <br />the king that this was the dessert they <br />always served to strangers; that he <br />must choose one of the daggers and <br />fight him whom, the company selected <br />as his antagonist. The king, realizing <br />that he was to be murdered, instantly <br />seized both daggers, one in each hand, <br />and plunged them into the hearts of <br />the two robbers nearest to bite. Ile <br />then dashed out of the cave and made <br />his escape, returning as soon as pos- <br />sible with a body of soldiers, by whom <br />the Valleband was arrested and pub- <br />licly hanged.—Punxsutawney Spirit. <br />COSTLY DRUGS. <br />of 1 Some Rare and Peouliar Subetanoss <br />Used in Medicine. <br />A writer in Wiesen fuer Ails throws <br />of i some Interesting light on rars and pe- <br />culiar drugs. Saffron, he points out, <br />would strike an ordinary observer as <br />decidedly expensive at *18 a pound (to <br />change marks into our coinage) until <br />told that it is composed of the central <br />small portions only of the Sowers of <br />the crocus, 70,000 of which it takes to <br />make a pound. Attar of roses sells at <br />$112 odd per pound, and 1t takes <br />10,000 pounds, or nearly Ove toes of <br />roses, to obtain one pound of the oil. <br />Aconitine, extracted from the root of <br />monkshood, -is said to be the very <br />strongest poison extant, the doss being <br />one six -hundredth of a grain. It is sold <br />at the rate of 1108 per ounce. <br />Turning from the vegetable to the <br />animal world 1n search of rare drug, <br />the writer refers to the musk of the <br />Asiatic deer, which at *24 to *80 an <br />ounce must 'De a prize to the wily <br />hunter. In some of the tropical seas a <br />floating, sweet smelling mass of am- <br />bergris is met with worth at present <br />*80 per ounce, or 1480 per pound in <br />the market. The ambergris is said to <br />be the diseased biliary product of the <br />whale. <br />Another peculiar product Ls use as a <br />drug is a solution of the pure venom <br />of the rattlesnake, given occasionally <br />in malignant scarlet fever. <br />A BRAHMS ANECDOTE. <br />The Man Who Spoiled an Evening For <br />the Great Composer. <br />Among the Brnhme nnecdotes which <br />are popular In Germany this one was <br />contributed by Frau Luise Pohl. <br />Brahms liked Baden-Baden and took as <br />mach pleasure in a winter visit to the <br />place as in the crowded summer time. <br />The residents knew this when they in- <br />vited him in 1876 to come and direct <br />some of his works. After the con- <br />cert the friends of the master assem- <br />bled at Goldemen Kranz by invitation <br />of the oberburgermelater ganner to <br />"drink a glass of wine." The session <br />lasted long, but gradually the company <br />grew smaller. Presently they had all <br />gone except Brahma and Cornelius <br />Rubner. Atter awhile even Brahma <br />suggested home, and bis young com- <br />panion eagerly agreed to adjourn the <br />session. On the way home Brahms <br />asked his companion, whose name be <br />had not heard, "By the way, do you <br />know this young director Rubner?" <br />"Are you interested in him?" he ask- <br />ed by way of answer. <br />"Certainly. Adolf Jensen thinks he <br />is not only great, but genial. Don't you <br />know him?" <br />"I know him very well. He is an ar- <br />rogant, concetted fellow, who can do <br />nothing and knows nothing." <br />The pleasure of the evening was <br />spoiled by this harsh opinion as to a <br />man whom Brahms bad made up his <br />mind to like. The next morning be at- <br />tended, with some others, a breakfast <br />at Jensen's, where he told the story. <br />He bad hardly finished when the door <br />opened and Rpbner walked in. <br />"That's the man who slandered your <br />friend," said Brahma, and when ev- <br />erybody laughed he suspected what <br />was told to him as soon as the first <br />man recovered <br />Using -the Flre Buckets. <br />In many business offices fire buckets <br />are placed, filled with water, In readi- <br />ness for an emergency. It Is seldom, <br />says the Scientific American, that in- <br />structions for use are pinned near the <br />supply. The wrong way to tackle an <br />Incipient dre is (usually) to hurl the <br />whole contents of a bucket on the spot <br />Most of the water 1s wasted by this <br />means. A heavy sprinkling is more <br />effective. The water may be splashed <br />on the blaze by band, but a more nse- <br />fn1 sprinkler is a long haired white- <br />wash brush. One of these should hang <br />beside every nest of fire buckets. <br />Important to Him. <br />An old lady was telling her grand- <br />children about some trouble In Scot- <br />land In the course of which the chief <br />of her clan was beheaded. "It was nae <br />great thing of a head, to be sure," said <br />the good old lady. "but it was a sad <br />loss to him." <br />Soft <br />"Should a man shave up or down?" <br />asked a youthful city clerk, and the <br />barber replled with a grin: <br />'That depends. When I shave you, <br />for instance, I always shave down." <br />THE "COUP DE JARNAC." <br />A French Adage and the Iaeldeet Open <br />Which 1t Rests. <br />The "coup de Jarnac" hu become a <br />French proverb, and It serves to dia- <br />tingulsh a stroke as decisive u un- <br />foreseen which intervenes for the set- <br />tlement of any affair. The adage rests <br />upon an incident In the life of Gui <br />Chabot, Seigneur de Jarnac, a noble <br />of the court of Francis I. The lie pass- <br />ed between him and Le Chateigneraie, <br />the dauphin's favorite. King Francis, <br />however, forbade the duel. At the suc- <br />cession of Henry II. the old quarrel <br />was revived, and the overdue duel was <br />fought on the nlPin of $t- Germain <br />with all the formality of the ardent <br />judicial combats and 1n the presence <br />of the whole court Jarnac was weak- <br />er and less agile than his adversary, <br />who was one of the noted swordsmen <br />of the time, but he had taken lessons <br />from an Italian bravo. In the duel <br />Jarnac wafted for an opening and <br />then dealt La Chatelgnerate a heavy <br />and unexpected stroke which ham- <br />strung him. This was In 1447. Tei <br />years later Jarnac was a captain in <br />the defense of St. Quentin. Eventual- <br />ly he met his fate in a duel. But the <br />"coup de Jarnae" Is historic in the as. <br />nets of sword play.—Argonaut <br />Monkeys and Parrot. <br />A lung spectallet was talking about <br />a famous scientist who had contracted <br />consumption from a lot of consumptive <br />monkeys that he had been experiment- <br />ing npon. <br />"This should be a lesson and a wars. <br />ing to us all," he said, "tor nothing 1s <br />more dangerous to the lungs' health <br />than to have a monkey about the <br />house. Practically all monkeys have <br />consumption in this climate, and it is <br />just as easy to take consumption from <br />a monkey u from a man or woman. <br />It is the same with parrots. They, too, <br />have consumption, and they, too, are <br />most apt to give the disease to those <br />who pet them. As for me, rather than <br />live in the same house with a pet mon- <br />key or a pet parrot I would take a cot <br />in the hopeless ward of some cos- <br />sumptives' hospital." — New Orleans <br />Times -Democrat. <br />A Wedding Day Reminder. <br />William James, the famous pyehol- <br />ogist of Harvard, said at a dinner to <br />Boston: <br />"An odor often brings back mem- <br />ories that we had thought buried for- <br />ever. As we regard some strange <br />landscape it often seems to us that <br />we have been just here before. The <br />oddest, the most momentous moat. <br />tions oftentimes attach themselves to <br />the most trifling things. <br />"Thus at a Thanksgiving dinner that <br />I once attended the hostess said to a <br />sour faced man on my left: <br />"'May I help you to souse oft the <br />boiled rice, Mr. Smith? <br />"'Rice? No, thank you—no rhe for <br />me,' Smith answered vehemently. 'It <br />isassociated <br />my life.' " <br />with the wont mistake of <br />Costs of O111os. <br />On the day after his election the <br />chief magistrate of a certain town to <br />tbe Midlands who enjoys the muta- <br />tion of being rather "near" la money <br />matters wee, asked for a subscription <br />to the local football club. <br />"I really can't do 1t," he replied. <br />Just look at the outlay I've already <br />been put to through accepting omcer <br />And he produced a small ledger hi- <br />rcribed on the cover "Mayoralt,, Ex- <br />penses." On the top line of the first <br />Inside page was the entry, "Dreg suit, <br />12."—Reynolds' Newspaper. <br />An Exception. <br />The Philosopher—Tell me what a <br />person reads and I can tell you what <br />he le. The Dyspeptics -Not Alwafa. <br />There's my wife, for instance. She's <br />always reading a cookery bock. The <br />Philosopher (confidently)—WW? Ills <br />Dyspeptic—But she's no cook! <br />A Humane Woman. <br />The Cabman—Gimme your bag, lady, <br />and I'll put it on top of the ab. Mils. <br />Oatcake (as she gets In)—No; that poor <br />hone of yours has got enough to pall <br />TP11 carry It on my lap.—LLoadon TN - <br />Bi <br />Econoniv�,.•*�" �✓ <br />CF1thrst <br />Baking <br />Powder <br />Best by Test <br />AN ILL FAT.;SHIP. <br />Mystery and Tragedy That Engem <br />passed the 0100 Eastern. <br />There was a mystery about that 11 <br />tated ship. Nothiu welt right with <br />her. She stuck at tire launch, and it <br />cost an extra *350,000 over and above <br />the enm set aside for the purpose to <br />get her into the water. On her trial <br />trip her bolters buret, killing some of <br />the stokers. Then she ran aground <br />and carried on so outrageously that <br />her crew thought her surely bewitched. <br />She bad started badly. While she was <br />building a pay clert sent by one of <br />the contractors with *6,500 In wages <br />for the men disappeared. It was not <br />unnaturally assumed that he had bolt• <br />ed with the money. His wife and <br />family were left unprovided for, wltb <br />the stigma of his supposed crime upon <br />them. <br />Thirty yeare after her launch the <br />Great Eastern went into the cemetery <br />at Birkenhead to be broken np. While <br />she was belug taken to pieces the ship <br />breakers discovered between her inner <br />and outer casings of steel the akeleton <br />of a man. Papers which had fallen <br />from his clothes enabled bis identity <br />to be traced. It was the skeleton of <br />the pay clerk who thirty years before <br />had distil geared. There was no mon- <br />ey; that was never recovered. <br />The supposition is that the poor fel- <br />low on going ou to the ship was pounc- <br />ed upon by workmen who knew that <br />he had the money with him; that they <br />Manned him and, ht ,t{}ia tma41,piece <br />in the alio of the <br />crammed his body it 7e..) <br />in it No reward would have Induced <br />a sailor to sail In that vessel had he <br />known of the terrible secret sealed up <br />la her walls.—Chicago News. <br />LAFCADIO HEARN. <br />TM! Py .Ow writer Get Sven With_ <br />the Heartless Editors. <br />"Lafcadto Hearn, that wonderful <br />writer, worked on newspapers in his <br />youth," said a publisher, "and the <br />ruthless way his studies were chang• <br />ed, cut and butchered was a great woe <br />to his heart <br />"In after years Hearn took a mali- <br />cious joy in collecting stories about <br />editors—editors and their superior and <br />omniscient way with manuscript <br />"One of his stories was of an editor <br />to whom a subscriber said: <br />"'I enjoyed that poem on the three <br />ages of man In today's paper, Mr. <br />Sheers; I enjoyed It Immensely. Do <br />you know, though, I thought that It <br />was originally written the seven age: <br />of man!' <br />"'So it was, sir; so It was,' said Edi <br />tor Sheers pompously. 'Yes, the ex <br />tract was originally written the sever; <br />ages of man, but I had to cut it dom. <br />for lack of space.' <br />"Another story concerned a weatlee <br />report. A reporter, dlecus�fad ' t�, <br />weather, wrote that winter still Ila <br />gored In the lap of spring. <br />'The editor as he rend over the aril <br />cle called the reporter up to his (leak <br />and told him that he would cut on' <br />that aenteuce about winter lingering <br />in spring's lap. He said the idea war <br />good enough and original and alt that <br />sort of thing, but It would not do to <br />publish because the high moral tone <br />of the paper had to be maintained in <br />a town full of school girls." <br />Staring at Royalty. <br />Royalties are early cured of any shy - <br />uses of being looked at. They are there <br />to be seen, and bath the king and <br />gown when they go to the opera and <br />turn their glasses on the occupants <br />of opposite boxes are openly amused <br />by the disconcerted looks of person <br />who feel abashed under the Inspection. <br />Sot a trace of self consciousness is lett <br />on the face of an English royalty, with <br />the exception of perhaps a single <br />princess under an ertillery of glances. <br />Such attentions are anything but re- <br />sented. Indeed, the beautiful Dochese <br />of Devonshire used to say that when <br />this botcher boy ceased to tarn round <br />after her 1n the street she would know <br />bar reign was over.—London Chronicle. <br />Didn't Agree With Him. <br />A Carolina man wu recently In- <br />vading a farm owned by him and op- <br />erated by an old friend who had press- <br />ed into service every meairber of his <br />family, including hie aged father. <br />"The old man meat be getting along <br />10 years," said the owner. <br />"Yes; dad's nigh on to ninety," was <br />the reply. <br />"Is his health good?" <br />"Well, no. The old man ain't been <br />Woolf for some time back." <br />"What seems to be the matter?' <br />"I denno, sir. I guess . farming don't <br />Wes with biro no cote,"—Success <br />Mapslae. <br />A Dkstinettoe. <br />"!Tell me," sald Wes Wltherupp, "Ms, <br />Newman remarked to you that I MINI <br />show my age, didn't her <br />"Not exactly. as said yoffas/re <br />varied to 11sks It." replied Kiss <br />THE MULE IN THE JUG. <br />An Arab Proverb and the Legend <br />That Gave It Birth. <br />Who can arm that the mule en- <br />tered the jug? <br />This proverb is frequently quoted to <br />show that, though one may conscten- <br />tloualy believe in a thing which may <br />seem extravagant in itself, it is better <br />not to repeat It from fear of being dis- <br />believed. It arises from the following <br />Arabic legend: Au Arab who dented <br />the existence of genii once bought a <br />mule and took it home. When per- <br />forming his evening ablutions, he saw <br />the mule enter a jug, and this so <br />scared him that he ran shouting to the <br />neighbors and told them what he had <br />seen. They, thinking him mad, endeav- <br />ored to appease him, but all in vain. <br />He vociferated more and more, so that <br />the authorities sent him to the mad- <br />house. When the doctor came to see <br />him, he repeated the account of what <br />he bad sees, whereupon the doctor or- <br />dered him to be detained. He contin- <br />ued upon ench visit of the doctor to <br />repeat his statement until hie friends <br />succeeded In persuading biro that if he <br />wished to regnln his freedom he must <br />recant. This he did, and the doctor set <br />him at liberty, to the great joy of his <br />family and friends. On making his ab- <br />lutions as before he again saw the <br />mule, this time peeping out of the jug, <br />bat on this occasion he contented hlm� <br />self with remarking to the mule: "Oh, <br />yes, 1 see you well enough, but who <br />would believe me? And I have had <br />enough of the madhouse." Needless to <br />say that the genii to avenge them- <br />selves for his disbelief in them had <br />transformed one of themselves into'a <br />mule and as such entered the jug.— <br />Cairo (Egypt) tiphinz. <br />A ROCKING STONE. <br />New York's Souvenir of the Remote <br />Glaoial Period. <br />Though tens of thousands of persons <br />yearly see the great rocking stone of <br />Bronx park in New York city, few <br />realise that it is the city's most con- <br />spicuous souvenir of the glacial period, <br />when all of this section was covered <br />1farm,gt ocean of ice some 1,500 feet <br />thick that was moving slowly toward <br />the south. <br />That pinkish bit of granite, weigu!re <br />thirty ton, standing seven and one- <br />half feet above its rocky base, being <br />ten feet broad and eight feet thick, <br />came from the tar north, carried In <br />the resistive; icy arms of the glacier <br />that swept over the continent down to <br />this latitude, marking Its path by de- <br />positing great bowiders as It moved <br />and leaving scratches on the firm rocks <br />beneath, from the eliding, grinding <br />bits and masses of granite that set- <br />tled to Its base and were pushed along <br />as it moved. <br />This same bowlder left its mark on <br />the bare face of the rocky hill to the <br />north of it, in which lies the crocodile <br />pool. There the scratches are visible <br />today, pointing to where the bowider <br />stands and telling the story.of part of <br />its travels. <br />When the melting ice departed from <br />the great block of granite, It left it <br />standing through the ages a rocking <br />stone so delicately poised that a pres- <br />sure of fifty pounds exerted on its <br />most northern angle causes its apex to <br />away north and south about two inch- <br />es.—New York Herald. <br />A Considerate Reporter. <br />When the Maine was blown up the <br />wife of Lieutenant Commander Wain- <br />wright was at her home in Washing- <br />ton. She had heard nothing of the <br />news when she was awakened about <br />4 o'clock In the morning by a violent <br />knocking at the door of her house. Fi- <br />nally Mrs, Wainwright rose and looked <br />out of the window, asking what was <br />the matter, A voice called out, "Are <br />you the wife of Lieutenant Command- <br />er Wainwright?" "Yes. What do you <br />want?' "The Baine has been totally <br />destroyed. We are reporters and wish <br />for some information about Mr. Wain- <br />wright" Only this and nothing more. <br />The shock caused the poor lady to fall <br />in a dead taint, from which she did <br />not rally for several hours, and, fortu- <br />nately for her, It was thus known her <br />husband was not among the lost. `. <br />Hippophagy. <br />Hippophagy being in low water in <br />these later days, somebody has set <br />himself to show what an exceedingly <br />respectable history attaches to the <br />practice. Among the ancients, especial- <br />ly in China, rating horse5esb was <br />general, and 1t was only killed in Eu- <br />rope by a papal d4cree of Gregory IIL, <br />though whyh should have <br />been interdicted not appear. It <br />was only the famine caused by Napo- <br />leon's invasion that revived the prac- <br />tice in Germany, where it has survived <br />ever since.—London ©lobe. <br />Net •Sreedened. <br />"They say that travel broadens a <br />man," said the dark woman. <br />"Well, I don't know about that," re- <br />plied the light woman. "My husband <br />has been a conductor on a trolley car <br />to seven years and sae how thin be <br />Isr—Yonkers Statesman. <br />Peer Het au , <br />Littke Ella—i'm neve' going to Rol• <br />land when I grow up. <br />Governess --Why not? <br />"'Cause our geography says its a <br />low, lying country "—Lite. <br />Family Division. <br />Friend --So that is your little boy? <br />E. looks very intelligent, Proud Mum* <br />ma—Just as I was at I $ age. Hy <br />daughter, now, le mere like bee 1lar <br />Seg.—Nee LoUiBL <br />DATES AND FIGS. <br />Frugal' Fare of the Desert Wanderers <br />of the East. <br />While journeying across the desert <br />Mrs. A. Goodrich -Freer, author of "In <br />a Syrian Saddle," met a lonely travel- <br />er bound for Medeba. On hearing that <br />the caravan was bound for the same <br />place he asked permission to join <br />them. Incidentally he furnished an <br />illustration of the difference between <br />necessities and luxuries. <br />We were very grateful, says the <br />writer, for coffee and an excellent <br />lunch of sausage, potted meat and <br />Am, with white bread, brought from <br />Jerusalem. We ate our dainties with <br />some sense of guilt, u the newcomer <br />produced his lunch of dates and Age. <br />Dates and flips, be informed us, were <br />the natural food of desert wanderers, <br />sufficing to the body, stimulating to <br />the mind. The wheat, the flesh, above <br />all the alcohol of civilization, were <br />mere Irrelevancies. <br />Was it not diet such as this --and he <br />waved a pair of sensitive hands over <br />his ascetic larder—which had enabled <br />him to reply to the inquiry of a per- <br />sonage as to how many hours a day <br />he could ride in the desert, "Twenty- <br />four, your majesty, since a day doee <br />not contain twenty-five?' <br />Was it not on a diet of lip and dates <br />that he had ridden sixty hours without <br />dismounting? Wu it your jneat eater, <br />your wine drinker, who remained <br />sound and wholesome when necessity <br />obliged him to refrain from ablution <br />for twenty-one days? <br />At this point he carefully counted <br />his 'late stones, observed that two <br />more were yet due to bis appetite and <br />finished his frugal luncheon. <br />ONLY A TRAMP. <br />Raising the Curtain For a Moment on <br />One of Life's Tragedies. <br />A recent incident which bolds in its <br />simple outlines the possibility of past <br />tragedy Is described in the New Tork <br />Times. It is another Illustration of <br />how careless the world le of the indi- <br />vidual and how thick is the cloak <br />which one may wrap about his per- <br />sonality. Not long ago a laborer em- <br />ployed by the Erie railroad in Jersey <br />City was run over by a train and had <br />his leg cut off. <br />policeman telephoned for an am- <br />bulance. The injured man lay on a <br />grass patch, ..r;sarently bleeding to <br />death. Just then a Typical railroad <br />tramp in dirty rags saunter -d along. <br />110 tapped a policeman's elbow. <br />"May I ask what's the matter, om- <br />cer?" he inquired. <br />„Man bleeding to death," replied the <br />policeman. <br />"Would you mind if I looked at <br />him?" asked the tamp. "I might be <br />of service." <br />"Go ahead," responded the oMeer. <br />Bending low over the wounded la- <br />borer, the tamp asked for water to <br />wash his hands and then begged the <br />crowd for clean handkerchiefs. With <br />a half dosen deft, rapid twists he <br />made a tourniquet and stopped the <br />Bow of blood. <br />"Are you a doctor?" some one asked <br />as the man slipped away through the <br />erowd. <br />"I used to be," he replied as be bur- <br />ried off. <br />Patriotism In the Making. <br />Patriotism in New York is cosmopol- <br />itan. They have a gag drill in the <br />schools in which the children of every <br />race and clime, as the hymn book <br />says, are taught to salute the stars <br />and stripes and give "their beads. <br />their hands and their hearts to their <br />country." And in some of the big <br />downtowd schools you may see chil- <br />dren from homes German, Italian, <br />Syrian, Scandinavian, Jewish, Hunga- <br />rian, Chinese, Armenian, Greek and <br />heaven knows how many other nation- <br />alities all joining In this picturesque <br />ceremony. It gives one a realizing <br />sense of the variety of material which <br />It put into this crucible we call a city <br />and which in another generation or <br />two will be simply American.—Boston <br />Transcript <br />Talking Through the Nose. <br />8o called "talking through the nose" <br />is not talking through the nose at all, <br />but rather failure to do so—that is, <br />instead of letting the tone flood into <br />the nasal cavity, to be re -enforced <br />there by striking against the wails of <br />the cavity, which act as sounding <br />boards tor the tone confined within <br />that cavity, we shut off the cavity and <br />refuse the tone its natural re -enforce, <br />trent It takes on as a result a thin, <br />anresonant quality whish we call na- <br />sal, although it is thin and mapieasing <br />because It lacks true nasal resonance. <br />The only remedy lies in ceasing to <br />shut off the cavity.—Katherine Jewell <br />Evert in Harper's Baser. <br />Frog's Narrow ieeape, <br />A correspondent writes: "My aoa, <br />aged ten and a half years, was working <br />to the garden when a viper about two <br />feet long glided put him. A good shot <br />with a stone about the sloe of a <br />ericltet ball broke the reptile's pine. <br />while a sharp edge of the granite cut <br />open the belly, thereby restoring to <br />freedom a frog which bopped out of <br />its prison unhurt."—Madras Matt <br />Some Other Fellow's. <br />"With *100,000," said the man of <br />expansive ideas, "I could make a tor - <br />tune la Wall street" <br />"Yes," replied the piker, "bat whose <br />fortune would you maker—Washing• <br />ton Star. <br />- Little do you know what a gloriously <br />Gain Wag the kw ft—Plastes. <br />■ <br />THE MONEY QUESTION. <br />An inquisitive Youngster and an in- <br />genious Father. <br />"Papa," began Gunton junior, "when <br />the government of the United States <br />began to coin gold and silver money <br />It wu necessary to buy the gold and <br />diver, wasn't it?" <br />"Yee, my son," replied Gunston sen- <br />ior rather cautiously, <br />"Of course, papa," resumed the <br />youngster, "you'll be able to tell me <br />where the government got the money <br />to buy the gold and silver." <br />"Why—er—ot course," stammered <br />Gunton senior as he put down the pa- <br />per and gazed thoughtfully at the boy. <br />"Now, let me understand you. The <br />government wanted to Coto money, and <br />in order to do so it was necessary to <br />purchase gold and silver. You want <br />to know where the government got <br />the money to buy the gold and silver?" <br />"That's right," chuckled Gunston <br />junior gleefully, and a great joy filled <br />hie being as he thou,;ht of his all im- <br />portant sire struggling with the simple <br />question. <br />"Why, sonny, the government simply <br />issued dollar bills and bought gold and <br />silver with them. Anything else?" <br />"Yes," said Gunston junior. "Where <br />did the government get money to buy <br />paper for the' dollar b11ls?"—Har-per's <br />Weekly. <br />THE HORSE WON. - <br />Beat the First- Locomotive on the 8. <br />and 0. Goad. <br />The first locomotive on the Baltimore <br />and Ohio had sails attached. So did <br />the cars. These sails were hoisted <br />when the wind was in the right direc- <br />tion so as to help the locomotive. <br />The rivalry between the railroads <br />using locomotives and those using <br />horses was very bitter. In August, <br />1880, au actual trial of speed was held <br />betwee>1 a horse and one of the pioneer <br />locomotives, which did not result in <br />favor of the locomotive. The race was <br />on the Baltimore and Ohio, the locomo- <br />tive being one built by Peter Cooper, <br />who also acted as engineer. <br />The horse, a gallant gray, was in the <br />habit of pulling a car on a track par- <br />allel to that used by the locomotive. <br />At first the gray had the better of the <br />race, but when he was a quarter of a <br />mile ahead Mr. Cooper succeeded in <br />getting up enough steam to pass the <br />horse amid terrific applause. <br />At that moment a band slipped from <br />a pulley, and, "though lir. Cooper lacer- <br />ated his hands trying to replace it, the <br />engine stopped and the horse pa :ue3 1.• <br />and came in the winner."—Van Nor- <br />den Magazine. <br />They Don't Like Funerals. <br />"It you want to know just how <br />sensitive some Washington folks are, <br />listen to the reasons some of our ten- <br />ants give for canceling their leases," <br />said a renting agent. "Hero are the <br />complaints from five families who <br />want to move because they live on 'fu- <br />neral streets.' A lot of people, it <br />seems, are sensitive about that, There <br />are certain streets in town—those near <br />churches where many funerals are held <br />and those leading to the various ceme- <br />teries—which are usually traveled by <br />funeral parties. Houses in those <br />streets are becoming a poor investment <br />There is more moving from those <br />houses than from any others we have <br />anything to do with, and generally the <br />movers give as the reason for their dis- <br />satisfaction the fact that the sight of <br />so many hearses gets on their nerves." <br />—Washington Star. <br />The Saragossans. <br />It is said that tbe queer, composite <br />race of people that dwell upon the <br />waterlogged hulks of the Saragossa <br />sea, in the mid-Atlantic, have a pretty <br />theory about death. They believe that <br />those to whom the messenger comes <br />when the sun 18 shining brightly are <br />transported straight away to a heaven <br />of warm fresh water only four feet in <br />depth, in which they may wade and <br />disport themselves to all' eternity. Oa <br />the other hand, those who receive the <br />call of death is hours of darkness <br />must needs endure a probationary pe- <br />riod before they can enter into the <br />future life. The Saragoesans are in <br />addition firm believers in premoni- <br />tions, omens and foreordination. <br />Instincts of a Woman. <br />A little girl who had for some time <br />wanted a dog was taken very 111. One <br />day when much better she told her <br />mother of her desire and begged her <br />to ask her grandpa to buy her one. <br />The mother answered that grandpa <br />did not like dogs and probably would <br />not be willing to buy one. Then, see- <br />ing the little invalid look sadly disap- <br />pointed, she said, "Well, wait till you <br />get well, my dear, then we will see." <br />"Oh, no," answered the child, whose <br />few years had taught her some wis- <br />dom. 'The more sick I am the more <br />likely be will be to buy It for me."— <br />Exchange. <br />Hoarding. <br />Boarding is not only an economic <br />mistake, but an economic crime as <br />weld. It is, in fact, a'survival of the <br />evil days of maladministration. It <br />comes down to as from the time when <br />nearly all governments were conquer- <br />ors which <br />pconiddered <br />themselves en- <br />titled <br />jects. Thus <br />hoarding le founded upon distrust of <br />the government—Statesman, Calcutta. <br />NO Dattgen <br />Tommy, you mishit <br />go >M5hingo��g th Pater' Blaba+s. Be is <br />Tessa .moi oar the niesalm. won't lbsnmy <br />idanger <br />lib! tf.-Laden 7 n. . RV• <br />