I1IE HAST1NGS
<br />MZETTE.
<br />VOL. L. ---NO. 16.
<br />rMINNEQOTA
<br />HI8TORICAL
<br />SOCIETY.
<br />HASTINGS. MINN.. SATURDAY. JANUARY 11, [908.
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<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
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<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 -
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<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.
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