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CHAPTER I.
A Meaaenge
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iom tho North.
i stood mono on
the banks' of a
mall stream gazlii
ig down into trio
clear water, my
thought centering
upon tho Journey he moward, wlion tho
bushes opposlto p:.rted, and la man
stood on tho bank
scarcely d dozen
teps away, with o
tween us. It was i
ily tho strfcam bo-
lmo and place for
caution, for Busplcld
n of strancors, and
my rlllo carao forwnjrd in lnstnht read!
ueas, my hoart thr
obblng Tsnth star-
ilea Burprlso. tie 1:
his own weapon res
eld up both hands,
lng on thb ground,
boy," hjo called
"Not so careless!
across cheerfully.
'There Id no war,
so far aB I know, bdtween white men."
His easy tone, aB
Jarred on mo, yet I
woll as his words.
owered (he rifle,
retorted, "aa vou
"I am no boy," B
may discover beforj
p wo af-o through
our acquaintance."
"No? Well by mj!
eyesight you look
It, although in faith
you are surely big
enough for a grown man, Yours is
tho first white face!
I've seen since I
loft tho Shawnee towns
a weary Jorr-,
ney." j
"Tho Shawnoe towns 1" I echoed,
ntaring at him in fresh .wonderment.
"You come from bjjyond? From tho
JHInolfl?"
Ho stroked his beard.
t"A longer Journey than that even,"
acknowledged slowly. "I am from
lusky, by way of Vincennes."
Ilono?"
Iho Indians who were with me re-
led nl Shawnee; they lost heart
then I have been, by myself."
.omo over," I said '.hortly. "whore
16 can convorao more easily."
Vie stepped Into the cool water un-
Vltntlngly, and waded across, a small
Vk at his back, and a long rifle
Ws-his shoulder. There, was a
tea audacity about the fellow I
(not fall to observe, and, as ho
pled up the rather steep bank, I
gllmprj of ttiaba far from my
' owever, ours waB a rough
so days', accustoming us to
' bquaintancoo, bo I waited,
my hand, determined to
of this wanderer. He was
middle age, with gray hairs
y, and scraggly beard, an
"iody, of good girth, and a
$e, doeply seamed, having
1 scar adown his right
mingly from its whitq center
t a knlfo. Tho eyes, gleam-
I the brim of his hat, were
unny, black as to color, and
tin tho sneaking way of a
loyond these things thero
liMtinctlve bput tho man,
i merely,, iaat oi uie DacK-
Igod hunting shirt and leg-
tther, dirty and soiled by
llbitlng k bit ct fop-
. which inado mo re-
Voyagoirs of tho
jna. At his
t) and toma
e riflo. con-
of weapons.
3d tho level
belved a die-
Iro to have
ntanceshlp.
the edge
from bead
byes, that
fellow," he
rough and
pess. "Let
I come
Lot peace,
fibea, and
Ir peach,
tou BayT"
fttUe wiU
3rd with
low you
Ir la up
since
, him at
It, my
portant,
Uncer?"
unteor-aolec-pe
as
Sir
V Gun Barrel, You Young
PANDAaPARRISH - -
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cowmwr a.
"In ample time for my purpose. I
recall your name, MaBter -Hayward, as
spoken by tho Dolawaroa. You wore
at Chllllcotho last spring?" ,,'
"I attended tho council."
"The very man, and now you can
serve me well, if I may Journey with
you?"
"I am not ovorly fond of whlto men
who turn Indian," I said coldly. "How
over I'll boo you safo to tho fort gates
If you play no forest tricks on tho
way. And now you might tell me who
It 1b I am to companion with."
He grinned, showing his teeth, and
my eyes noted how firmly ho held his
gun.
"A pledge la" pledge, MaBter Hay
ward," ho answered, insolently. "I am
called Simon Glrty."
I Involuntarily took a stop back
ward, staring into tho man's face.
That he was a renegado of some sort,
I had realized from tho first, yet it
had never once occurred to me that he
could bo that bloody scoundrel, dirty.
Thero flashed across my mind tho
stories I, had heard of his atrocities:
his leadership of Indiana in midnight
torazi his malignant cruelty; the
hoartlossness with which ho watchod
victims burning at the stake; his out
rages on helpless woman and children;
tho fiendish actB of savagery with
which his brutal name was connected
along tho border. And this was tho
man this cowardly-oyed dastard, who
stood thero grinning Into my face, evi
dently amused at my undisguised ex
pression of horror. Protect, and guide
him! My first inclination was tostriko
the man down in his tracks, kill him
as I would a venomoua snake. He
read all this in my oyes, in the stiffen
ing of my muscles.
"No, no, Master Hayward," ho sneer
ed, bringing his rifle forward, "don't
lot the name frighten you. The half
you've heard of mo aro lies. I'm not
so bad when all is told, and there is
moro than one borderman who can re
call my mercy. Kenton escaped tho
stako through me, and thero are white
women and children awaiting ransom
In Detroit because I interceded for
them. Now I play fair, above board
see?" and he dropped his gun on tho
grass, and held out his empty hands.
"It Is easy to kill me, yet you will not
you are a soldier."
I stood Irresolute, hesitating, half
tempted still to come to blows, yet his
act disarmed me. Doast though he
might bo I could not kill him In cold
blood; I was no murderer, yet It was
a strugglo to resist.
"Now Hston, Simon dirty," I man
aged to say, at last. "There is no
friendship botweon us, now nor at any
time. I hold you a murderous rene
gade, a white savage, 6 be shown less
mercy than nn ,Indtan)dog. Hut I leave
others to deal with you as you de
serve. As you say, I am a soldier, and
will act like ono. I hnvo pledged you
my word of guidance to Fort Harmar.
I will keep the pledgo to tho letter, but
no moro. Doyond tho gate you pro
ceed at your own risk, for I lift no
hand to protect you from Just ven
geance. I desplso you too much to
fear you. Pick up your rifle. That Is
all: now wo will break our fast, and
go."
Convincod aa I was that dirty actu
ally desired to reach the fort, although
somowhat Bkoptlcal as to hIspurposo,
I felt no fear of treachery. I was of too
great value to tho fellow to warrant
an attack; so, without hesitation, I
led tho way, permitting him to follow
or not, as ho pleasod. I had It In my
mind to question him, but refrained.
What "would bo the use? The fellow
would only lie, In all probability, and
one word would lead to another. He
would havo to be explicit enough once
he confronted Harmar, and my duty
morely consisted in delivering him
safely 'at tho gates of Ihe fort
It was noon when wo carao to tho
clearings, llttorod with stumps, but
yielding view of the distant river, and
tho scattered log houses of Marietta.
Men were at work in the Holds, but I
avoided these as much as possible, al
though they paused In their labor and
stared suspiciously at us as we ad"
vanccd. However I was well known,
my size making mo notable, and as
our course was toward tho town, no
ono objected to our progress. Thero
was no recognition of the man, who
clung, close to my heels, and I wasted
no tlmo In getting past, eager to bo
well rid of him.
In truth I felt little hope of getting
through thus easily. Tho fellow was
too wldoly known not to bo recognized
by some one. These men of tho fields
wore settlers, newly arrived mostly,
and slightly acquainted a yet with
bordor history, but thero would be idle
hunters In tho vlllago, backwoodsmen
from across the river, men who had
ranged the northern forests, and to
whom the name of dirty meant much.
Let one of those, look upon the man
and his Ufa woyld scarce be worth
the snap of a finger. Not that I cared,
except aa his safe passage Involved my
own word.
"Como along," I said harshly. "I
would bo done with you."
We advatfcod up the road to whore
the fort AatcB stood open, a single
sentry standing motionless between
the posts.! Aa wo drow near, a group
of huntersVa half dozen maybo sud
denly emerged, tbolr long rifles trail
ing, on their way to the valley. I
recognized the man In advance as tho
Kontucklah iDrady, frontiersman and
Indian fighter, and recognizing me ho
stoppedf
"All, back again, Mastor Hayward,"
he exclaimed good humoredly. Dut
'-ls it you havo horo7 No settler
X-Xnlbay, tor my remembrance."
u my companion, afiaaing
BBQ nanu, ma isce losing
ieerfulne.
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I gripped the barrel of hla gun,
pressing my way between him and the
others behind.
"Whatever his name," I said sternly,
"this Is not your affair. Tbo follow
cotneB with message from Hamilton,
and has my pledge of safo guidance.
Stand back now, and lot ub pass!"
"I'll not stand back," ho said wres
tling to break my grip on his
rifle. "Not to lot that dovll go
free. Lot go of the gun bar
rol, you young fool! I'm not ono of
your soldiers. Hero Pot tor, Evans, do
you hear? That Is the bloody villain
dirty como on!"
They had hold of mo instantly hurl
ing mo back In splto of my struggling.
I saw tho renegade throw forward his
rifle, and shouted to him.
"Don't do that you fool run!"
Evon as I oried out tho order I
leaped forward, seeking to got grip on
LAiih .
"Than Make Your Report, Sir."
Brady, hurling tho others aside with
a sweep of my arms. There was an
Instant of florco fighting, of blows,
curses, threats. I. lunged over tho
rlflo barrel, and got grip on Brady's
heard, only to bo hauled back by a
dozen hands, and flung to my knees.
"Sentry! Call the guard!"
I got the words out somehow, boring
my way forth from under the huddlo
of forms. Thero was a rush of feet,
tho shouting of an order, tho shock
of contact, and then I stood alone,
wiping tho perspiration from my eyes.
CHAPTER II.
With General Harmar.
'JThat will do, sergeant," I called
out, tho moment I could gain breath.
"Here now, don't hit that man! Sur
round this fellow and take him inside
the stockade. Never mind mo; I'll
tako care of myself."
The little squad tramped off, dirty
in their midst, his head turned back
over his shoulder watchfully. I step
ped forward fronting Brady, and held
out my hand.
"Sorry this happened," I said sobor
ly, "but I promised to bring tho man
to the fort, and I had to defend him."
"He's a bloody savage!" ho retorted,
with an oath, and making no respon
sive movement; "no's worse than any
Injun on the bordor." '
"I know all that, Brady. I despise
tho fellow as much as any of you, al
though I may not have suffered
through his acts as some of you have.
But he is hero In peace, not war. To
Injuro him now might cost hundreds
of lives. Let him glvo his message to
deneral Harmar; after that wo shall
know how to denl with tho skunk. At
least do not hold this against me; I
only did my duty." .
Brady loosonod his grip on his gun,
and took my hnnd.
"I understand that, boy," ho said,
not unkindly. "Your fighting was
square enough, and no harm done. I
like the way you went at It, but I
reckon you don't qutto senso how we
old Kentucktans feel about renegades
o' that stripe. 'Taint natural you
should, for thero ain't been no Injun
war to amount to anything since you
como to this country. But I've seen
that greasy devil in paint an' feath
ers; so has Evans here, nn theso yer
young fellows know some of tho dirt
ho'a done. Ho's led war partlos
against us, an' killed our neighbors.
That skunk stood by an' lot 'em burn
ol' man Roddy at tho stake, an' never
raised a hand. It's a hellish fact, true,
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HIS PERIOD OF ENJOYMENT
Farmer Surely Had Earned Rest, But
Ha Waited Juat a Little
Bit Too Long.
Onco thero lived a farmer who
worked so hard ho waa too tired to go
to church on Sunday, says Frank Tel
ford in Farm, and Fireside. Ills hired
mon refused to stand for tho first
and last call to breakfast at 3:45 in
tho morning and loft boforo tho end
of tho week. Hlo wito milked the
cows and hoed tho garden becausa
help was ao hard to keep. Tho farm
er voted against hard roads, and when
i UK V ')
sir! An' he only laughed at Kenton
when tho redskins mado htm run the
gauntlet Tho ugly cur ought to bo
skinned alive!"
"I've hoard all that," I replied when
ho stopped, his eyes blazing angrily,
"But two wrongs never mndo a right,
mon. He came hero voluntarily as a
messenger. The tribes are In council
at Sandusky and sent him. That Is
why I stood in his dofenso agalnBt you,
Wo must loarn what word ho brings
If he were killed bn such a mission
ovory Indian In tho northwest would
fool called upon to nvengo his death.
It would mean raids and warfare the
whole length or tho Ohio; It would
moan tho murder of women and chil
dren; tho burning of homes, ami -all
tho horrors of Indian warfare for j cars
to come. Thero is only a fringe of
whlto settlerB on this side of the
river, Brady, and a mere handful of
soldiers to defend them. Wo cannot
afford to havo wnr, wo aro not ready."
"Ready? rot! I am for going In now,
an' finishing tho Job, This now gov
ernment policy of strokln those devils
on tho back, makes me sick. That ain't
tho way wo cleanod up Kentucky."
"Easier said than done. Brady. This
lBn't Kentucky, and tho conditions are
different. Thoaa wero hunters and
backwoodsmen who took possession of
that land to the south. They came
alone, on foot, rlflo In hand, fighting
men very one. That was their trade.
These settlers who have come In
north of the Ohio aro of a different
breed; they havo brought wives and
children with thnm, nnd have come to
till the land. They are not hunters
and woodsmen; half of thejn neVer
evon saw an Indian. They would be
as helpless as babes on a war trail.
St Clair and Harmar are doing the
best they can under such conditions.
They havo got to compromise; they
don't dare provoko wur. Tho In
dians and the British know this is
true; dirty knows It, or ho never
would havo ventured to come In here
what Is It, Faulkner?"
Tho sorgeant, a Bhort, stocky fellow
saluted stiffly.
"Tho compliments of denerul Har
mar, sir, and would you come to his
ofllco."
"Very well, sergeant, as soon aB 1
can slip out of these hunting clothes.
Am I right, Brady?"
"Maybo so," ho admitted reluctant
ly, "but that ain't my stylo o' handling
Injuns. I reckon wo'll hang 'round
boys, till we see what's comln'
out o' this yer message bearin'. I'd
suro llko to bo In any fracas whar I
could get a slam at that hound o' bell."
It required but a few moments for
mo to shift my hunting' suit for a suit
able uniform, and this accomplished, I
hurried across tho parado to tho office.
The orderly admitted mo nt once, den
oral Harmar was alone, sitting besido
a small writing tablo, and began ques
tioning mo tho Instant I appeared.
"Close tho door, Mr. Hayward. Now,
sir, what Is It that Just happened out
side the gate? Fighting with some of
my scouts, I understand, over a fel
low you brought In with you? I pre
sume thero was some causo for this
unseemly quarrel?"
"Thoro was, deneral Harmar," I re
plied, standing cap In hand.
Ho leaned back In his chair, drum
ming with ono hand on the tablo, his
stern oyes on my face.
"Then mako your report, sir."
I went over tho events of the past
few hours rapidly, but clearly, and
thero was no lnterruotion until I ceas
ed to speak.
"Who did you say tho man was?"
"Simon dirty, sir. That was the
name ho gave mo, and Brady recog
nized him at onco."
"What is his mission? Did ho say?"
"Not a word, sir, except that ho rep
resented tho tribes, and bore a mes
sage from Hamilton."
"Think you he lied? Is his purpose
to learn our strength and position?"
"No, sir, I think not." I replied sob
erly. "Thoro was no necessity; be
yond doubt they know that already.
I do not think tho follow would dare
como othpr than ho Bald: ho Is not of
that breed"
He walkod back and forth across
the room, hid hands clasped, his head
bent In thought Ho was a florid-
faced, hoavlly-butlt man, his step
heavy on tho puncheon floor. Pacing
the door, ho stopped with sudden de
cision. "Orderly," he called, "have' tho ser
geant of the guard bring the messen
ger hero at onco. Search him for
weapons first"
He turnod toward me.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
When tho farmer waa fifty he had
a halt section of good black land in
the corn belt and money in tho bank.
Ho moved to town to enjoy a hard
earned rest. But his stomach was so
tired of corn bread and bacon that.it
wont on a strlko and tho farmer ate
milk toast Ho could predict a storm
boforo tho first cloud appeared, by
the croaking of his Joints, and he had
to call for holp to turn ovor In bed.
Ono day his doctor said bo had made
enough money to buy a now touring
car and tho farmer died of heart' dta
ease,
4JjfP!utyri-
Jerry was the now night operator at
Jamestown, back In old Kentucky, In
the early days Of tho Cincinnati South
ern. Jorry was unmistakably now. Tho
manner In which he cbuntod over tho
carbon sheets in his train-order pads,
to be suro that ho had a sufficient
supply of throe, five and seven copy
pads on hnnd to meet the demands of
a sudden rail from tho dispatcher, to
whom tho word "fix" was on abomina
tion, and tho nlcoty with which ho ad
justed his relays from tlmo to time,
Indicated his newness plainly. If thero
had been any doubt about It, hie puz
zlod expression as he scanned the
switchboard, his surreptitious trials of
tho ground-plug In each Btrlp to ascer
tain which sido was, north and which
south, and his frequent trips to tho
etatlon platform to Inspect bis train
order signal, would have proclaimed It
Jerry was new clear down to hla
shoes, which squeaked suggostlvoly as
he moved about tho ofllco attending to
his duties.
He had recently been promoted to
tho position of ticket seller and night
operator at this old bluo grass town,
from Sadlevlllo, tho water tank etatlon
12 miles north, where his duties had
been confined to the routine of report
ing passing trains, an occasional train
ordor, and swooping out tho ofllco in
tho morning.
Jerry was on tho riso. Ho felt It,
nnd thirsted for greater things. His
chief ambition was to rise In tho serv
ice. How to obtain tho coveted ad
vancement had become an nll-abeorb-ing
question with him, and tho subject
of his nightly meditations. '
Once, when Jerry had reverted to
the matter In conversation with Con,
tho roadmastor, the lattei; said: "Thero
are different ways of getting promoted,
Just tho same as there aro different
ways of skinning a cat. Probably the
quickest way Is to keep your wltB
about you, and when an emergency
comes along grab hold of It and handlo
It" '
Jerry eagerly drank In these words
of wisdom as they foil from tho lips of
tho road master. This was a now
phase of tho question thnt had never
presented itself to him before. Ho
pondered Ipng and deeply over It Yes
this was undoubtedly tho solution,
the secret of success, tho key to pro
motion, the ono thing needful to brln?
him favorable official recognition.
With tho enthusiasm of youth, ho
resolved that If over an emergency
camo his way, ho would bo right thoro
to meet It As a natural sequence as
a means to an end, Jorry began to long
for tho emergency. Tho longing In
tensified itself until tho very Inner
most recesses of Jerry's soul cried out
for nn emergency.
It was on tho night of tho memor
ablo Charleston earthquake. No. 18,
north-bound frolght, had pullod noisily
down the long siding, and settled for a
drowsy wait for No. 6, south-bound
passenger, with the englno standing
Just opposlto tho telegraph office win
dow. Tho sllenco was broken only by
the occasional chug-chug of tho air
pump.
Jerry was beguiling tho tlmo by
alternately practising tho letter P on
a closed key nnd listening to passing
messages going over tho through wlro.
Ho had Just succeeded In rounding
out a P to his entire satisfaction,
when ho was startled by healng Meri
dian, Miss., break In on the through
w,lro with, "Earthquake here," signing
his ofllco call. A momont later another
office, north of Meridian, broko In with
tho same Information. Then another
and another, still nearor, signing their
calls in turn.
"Oreat Scott!" exclaimed Jorry.
"An earthquake's coming this way,
and they aro spreading tho alarm."
As ho sat tense and nlert In his
chair, waiting for and yot dreading
further confirmation of his fears, a low
rumbling sound struck his ear. Tho
window panes began to vibrato and
tbo sashes to rattlo.
Jerry sprang to his feet with
blanched fuco and shaking limbs, sick
ening fear gripping at his heart There
flashed across his oxcltod brain a
vision of toppling buildings, and his
first lmpulso was to fly to the open
nlr.
But with that flash thero camo an
other mental picture of swaying
bridges, falling trestles, upheaved
track and twisted steel.
He must stick to his post and give
.ho alarm. For a moment, a feeling
of elation, almost Joy, struggled with
bis fear, as he realized that at last an
emergency had como.
Ho grasped tho key with trembling
flngors, called up division headquar
ters, clicked off tho fateful words,
"Earthquake horo," signing his ofllco
call, nnd then, wild terror grasping
him again and winging his feet, he fled
panic-stricken from the room.
As ho emerged from the depot build
ing he electrified the engine crew by
screaming at tho top of his voice:
"Earthquako! Earthquake's coming!"
Not until tho astonlshod fireman,
otnndlng In tho gangway. Inquired so
licitously, "What's hurtln' yo, sonny?"
did ho reallzo that what ho had taken
for the premonitory rumbling of a dis
astrous seismic disturbance had boon
pioduced by that sooty Individual turn
ing on tho "blower" of that big freight
englno.
I (Copyright )
Month of March In History.
Marcli, tho month of Mnrtlu.
(Mars), i though the third month of
our calendar, was tho first month of
tho Roman year. It was considered
as tho hrst month of tho year in
England until thoov 'tp of stylo In
1752, nnd 1
from tho 5.1
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iMnfcTi55
Ours
Laid Off Duty by a Thrilling Baseball Dream
CHICAdO. In thoso days of hlgh-salarlod ball playora, where tho team ".
managers demand speod of their players, somo big loague magnate 1. ''
overlooking a promising recruit In not $f$
WP,. m d "" """'i
Injured shoulder, "I think I could havo
gotten away with a nlco contract with tho Sox."
darrlgan Is an ardent baseball fan. When ho roported 111 Captain 01b
bona thought ho had been injured in pursuit of duty nnd sent a Borgeant to
his homo. But not so. It all happened when tho detective, who had been .
following tho Sox-dIant8 In tholr world tour, hnd a very exciting dream, bo
orcitlng that tho thief-catcher carried away part of tho window aaah before
ho struck terra flrma. .
"Funniest thing you ovor hoard of," said darrlgan. "I dreamed that T
was playing with tho Sox against tho Athletics and that Bender was pitching.
It was tho ninth inning, with tho Macks two runs to tho good, when I camo
tp bat Thero wero two mon out and two mon on.
"As I stepped to tho plate the crowd rose en masse, and for two mlnutoB
tho cheers were deafening. As I stood thero at tho plato I romomborod tho
experience of Casoy at tho bat, and cold chills ran down my back. Then I saw
Bonder brace hlmsolf for tho pitch. Over camo tho ball, and I stood llko a
goof whllo tho umpire called 'Strike.' Tho next was a ball, and thon cama
another Btrlko. 'Tako him out Take him out!' they yelled, and as I looked
in tho direction of tho third base I saw Callahan turning handsprings. Then
he straightened up and shook his fist at mo. I would have been willing to ,
give anything to Bonder at that moment If he only had been good enough to
lot me foul out.
"But no. Ho wound up, and T closed my eyes and swung. Tho ball
sailed over Oldring's hoad far Into center field, and I began to tear round
tho bases. As I rounded second I heard Callahan yelling frantically that I
forgot to touch first and I redoubled my efforts for tbo keystone sack, whllo
the grandstand and bleacher crowds appeared to me as though they had gono
iolently Insane. As I dashod back I struck something and then suddenly
brought up with a thud.
"Tho gamo was over. I was sprawling eight feet below my bedroom
Window with part of tho window sash hanging to my anatomy and my wlfa
calling to mo, 'John, what 1b tho matter?'
"I certainly will never forget that ninth Inning."
Great Dane Honored by New York Society Woman
NEW YORK. It Is not a frequent occurrence In tho lives of men, famous
or otherwise, to havo teas given for them by a member of tho fair sex.
Tho average man looks upon a tea
with horror. It is a thing to bo avoid
ed nt any cost There is ono member
of the masculine sex In this city, how
ever, who not only attends theso festivities-,
but can honestly and truth
fully say that ho enjoys them.
Natural curiosity makes ono wonder
who this odd member of the commu
nity is. Ho is Mr. James Calpln,
more familiarly known as plain Jim.
Moro curiosity makes ono begin to
wonder who and what Jim Is. Jim Is
nothing loss than a very largo and dignified Oreat Dane, who belongs to
Dr. H. T. dalpln.
Is Jim a well-known member of New York socloty? Indeed he Is. Ho
Is best known for his great courage and bravery, which has mado him a
famous character. Dinners and teas, several medals, and a silver bowl havo
been given him In recognition of his valor.
Recently a lnrge tea was given in his honor by Miss Knto Sanborn. On
this occasion ho was presentod with a silver bowl. This was in appreciation
of his bravery in saving tho life of his maBter at a Are in his npartment Ho
enjoyed every moment of the afternoon. Ho likes lots of people about hlm.
but with it all ho Is modest and retiring.
Ho was soen tho other day In his own home, where ho recelvod hia
visitor most graciously and cordially. His delight In teas predominating, ho
immediately demanded that tea bo served and insisted that tho visitor havo
some.
Ho sat back easily In a largo, comfortable chair, drank his tea, and nib
bled biscuits. When ho finished his tea ho suggested smoking. Tho vlsltdr
declined, but was Interested In seeing Jim smoko a ppo brought from Damas
cus, which stood on the tea tablo. This and nn orlontal lamp gavo quit an
Eastern appearanco to the room. Smoking Is apparently' ono of Jim's great
est enjoyments. In fact, he enjoyed It to such an extent that ho became
slightly drowsy. Flnnlly he nodded a little, and a suspicious grunt wao heard.
Tho visitor took this hint nnd departed quietly.
Incident of Storm Recalls Dog's Persistenc
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YORK, PA. Whatever ha may lack In prldo of ancestry, "Pup." j
Klyeman's shnggy little brown dog, has saved a human life. Th
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On tho morning after tho great blizzard hero rocently Klyoman started,
out to got willows for use In his trade of basket-making. "Pup" accompanlod'
him, as usual. As they approached a Pennsylvania railroad crossing where
tho whlto drifts were piled high In
paid little attention until the dog ran
and botrnylng every evidence of excltoment Then ho ran back and bogan
10 scraicn ana Durrow in me snow.
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deep in tho enow ho found the body of
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benumbod by tho cold, had lost hlB way and finally fallen exhausted la th
drift It was found necessary to amputate both of his foot, which had fronoo.
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Betrothal Party Jars Cops and Child's Mother,
DETROIT, MICH. When Robert Johnson tho other afternoon arram'
engagement party for hla twelve-year-old daughter, Salomo, wP
suiting his wlfo, ho proved himself, in
point of courage, a worthy wearer of
tho big badge, which adorns his left
suspender, and which lella tho world
thxt ho is assistant chief of all the
glpsloa, of tho United States.
Chief Johnson wears no modal for
diplomacy, however.
When the chief's chief, Mro. Lola
Johnson, mother of Salomo, heard of
tho affair, she told tho police that
someone was trying to marry her
daughter to a boy of fourtoeu yoara.
Sho also told her husband a rw thlngB
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signing John J, dnrrlgan, aecond-clasa
dotoctlvo sergeant at tho Central de
tail police station, to a contract
darrlgan recently was laid up at Ms
home with a dislocated shoulder as ai
result of a baseball dream ho had, '
and which camo to an abrupt ending
when ho found himself in tho back '
yard below his bedrpora window.
"If ComiBkoy only had seen that ,
play," darrlgan said, as he nursed hla
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boast as much.
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cannot bo recorded a long 11 .e-'
markablo feats of "Pup" lead p Jo
his crowning achievement; huth
will not permit It Ho was f an
ordinary dog, a faithful gi n of
tho houso at night and a co .hlon
of his master by day, until the hour
arrived for him to work out his des
tiny. But when that moment cama
he knew exactly what to do.
tho cut, "Pup" suddenly stopped and.,."
back to him and leaped about, whlnlnc V
and ho went to investigate. Barked '$
an unconscious man. Holp was sum- .
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