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THE MOEJSriNG .XD-IES, SUNDAY. MAY 23, 1897.
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THE MAGPIE WIS IKE IE
How a Postoffice Inspector Came
to Be Deceived.
LONG SEARCH FOR LETTERS
A Tale of n Country Postoffice and
the Daughters of the Postmaster.
Four Weeks Hard "Work In Hun
ning Down u Pulse Scent Tho
Bird Finally Caught in the Act.
As a postoffice Inspector I did not Lear
ortbedolngsutShelbyuntlltwoorthreeor
my fellow-inspectors bad tried their hands
and made a failure or it. TlienI took the
case and failed most ignominious! of all,
because 1 added blunder to failure.
Slieiby was and is a ruir-sized vil
lage without a railroad connection. It
in eight miles to tho nearest railroad
town, with a daily mail carried in a
cart. For years and years there had
been no complaint about the postoffice
ut Shelby, when suddenly half a dozen
complaints came in, almost together. Im
portant letters which hail been mailed from
different plares iiad failed to sjiow up,
and lettersmailed away had failed to reach
their destination, The postmaster was an
old man named Harper, and for assistants'
In had his two daughters, one being nine
teen and the other fifteen years of age.
Mr. Harper had held the office for fifteen
years when the complaints came in. -The
postoffice was an "L" of his residence,
with a front added. The inspectors who
preceded me had looked the ground over
and leftthecase a mystery. Evcrybodysald
that Harper washonefatyitself.andtheidea
that the girls would tamper with the mails
was nor to be entertained. A nephew drove
the cart, and his character also stood high
Nothing could be traced direct to Shelby,
and so thelastlnspector reported the same
as the first. A month went by and more let
ters disappeared. Three letters mailed in
Shelby for New York failed to reach the
metropolis, and various letters written to
a patent medicine rinn in Shelby, and
each inclosing a dollar, were reported misv
ing It was then I tookthecase.and though
1 was called a sharp man, you will see
how cgrcgiouslyl blundered.
Hie iiiad carrier was the first man to see
to. I arrived on the ground without my
identity being revealed and watched him
for two weeks. There was opportunity dur
ing his eight mile drive to open the bags
with a duplicate key, but I watched with
out result, except to be satisfied of his
honesty. Then I made myself known to
the postmaster and received a "iarm wel
come, ne was very much distressed about
tho thefts, and to the best of his knowledge
and belief all had taken place in his office.
There were only about twenty perrons who
rented boxes, and all other mail was put
Into tr.e general delivery. As the father
and his- two daughters were the only ones
handling the mallor having access to thcin
terior of the office It seemed that one of
the three must be the thief, and yet I could
not bring myrelf to believe that. I was
given the fullest opportunity to Investigate,
and I alsodid some work outside unbeknown
to the postmaster. I caused to be mailed
to the patent medicine people a large num
ber of letters, with a private number on each
envelope The first batch of ten came
through all right, but out ot the second two
were missing. The whole ten had left Den
ton in the mail bag. as I wellknew.andthe
two had either leen taken en route by the
carrier, or by some one after their arrival
at Shelby. As the carrier had brought
over two passengers in his cart that
trip he might be considered out of
it. The mail had arrived at Shelby
at 8 o'clock and been called for
an hour later. Next day a batch of six
letters came through all right, and so on
the next, and on the third ten were received.
I helped to distribute the mall and count
ed three letters and recorded the number.
Father and daughter all knew this, and yet
at 5 o'clock three of these letters, together
with two for a certain merchant, which I
had particularly noticed, were missing and
could not be found.
That evening after the office closed,
we turned it upside down, as It were, hut
nothing came of it. Thp old postmaster
was in the deepest, despair, while his two
daughters wept and sobbed over what they
believed would be the ruin of all. As an
inspector, and with such evidence before
my eyes, it was my business to believe jne
of the three guilty, nnd yet I had no
reason to believe that they would be idfotie
enough to purloin letters under my very
nose. I simply didn't know what to think,
and next morning was knocked off my feet
to receive a complaint from Washington
that three important letters posted at
Shelby ten days before for a city only 100
miles away, had been lost en route. 1
telegraphed for enlarged instructions, and
upon receiving them I told Mr. Harper I
must let go of the case temporarily for
another 1 shifted my quarters over to
Denton, through which all mall to end
from Shelby must pass, and made such ar
rangements with thepostmuster that every
letter was counted and its address taken.
I mailed about thirty decoy letter in this
time, and at the end of fourteen days had
the satisfaction of knowing that eleven
different letters had somehow or other
been made away with at Shelby. This was
adding evidence to evidence, but I did not
return to Shelby to lay the matter before
the old postmaster. I went back there in
the disguise of a farmer's hired man look
ing for work, and luckily for me no farmer
Wanted a man. I therefore loafed about
the village, and was In and out of the post
office half a dozen times per day always
there when the mall departed or came in.
By looking through the glasR door of one
of the lioxes I could bee the general deliver'
box, mall tables, etc., and carefully scru
tinize the conduct of the three as they did
their work. 1 kept up this espionage for
a week before anything happened Then
the mail came in one afternoon while the
father was temporarily absent, and the
girls opened the bag and assorted it. As
they picked up the letters each pocketed
one with a sly look, and you may believe
me when I tell you I turned away with a
heavy heart. Instead of one thief there
were two, and those the handsome und
winosme daughters of an honest and up
right old man. It would bieak his heart
when he learned the truth, but I must tell
him and those girls must be punished.
1 went to the hotel, threw off my dis
guise nnd then returned to the postoffice.
I somehow felt that the girls ought to
look guilty, but they did not. They gave
me a cordial greeting, hoped I had come
back to stay until the mystery was thor
oughly sifted, "and no persons could have
borne themselves more innocently. That
night after the office was closed to the
public, I asked the father to my room, and
then went over the case with him There
could be no matter of doubt that a score
or more of letters had been purloined from
his office. There were thiee of them who
bad access to the mallB, and one of the
three must have some guilty knowledge or
those letters. By no possibility could an
outsider reach them.
With tears streaming down his furrowed
cheeks he acknowledged that my asser
tions and declarations were correct: but
who was tho thief? Did I suspect lilm?
Could I suspect either of his daughters?
Then I broke it to Mm as gently ab i
could told what I had seen in the after
noon and whatae a fact For sometime he
argued that I must bo mistaken, but finally
told me to go ahead and do my duty, .and
never mind bis. feelings, no had been
father and mother to these girls for years
and no word or act of theirs had ever
before caused him a moment's uneasiness.
If they had taken two letters they had
taken all the others, and he asked me to
go to the house and confront them and
extort a confession. Hard-hearted as I
thought myself, I hadn't the nerve to
do that, but put it off till morning. He
gave me his promise to say nothing over
night, and I was at the house soon after
breakfast. I sat down with the girla and
went over the case as I had with him,
hoping to break them down, but they had
only anxiety on their faces as theylistened.
Then I boldly stated what I bad seen on
the previous day, and the shot told. Both
blushed and stammered and began weep
ing, and I took It as a confession, and
told the father so. He couldn't speak to
them for his emotion, and when I told
him they must consider themselves under
arrest and a tearch made of their rooms
he simply bowed his head in acquiescence.
I wanted to keep the girls below while
T searched their room, and unfortunately
for me I called in the village constable to
sit with them. He had to be told more or
less of the case, and a6 soon as he was
at liberty he went outto spread the news
In an hour it was known all over town
that the two girls had been caught rob
bing the postoffice, and some of the ex
cited people even went so far as to say
that the father had probably winked at
it.
My search revealed two letters from
two different men in New l'ork. They
had been directed under other names,
but the two girls had opened them.
They had stolen these letters and for
got to destroy them. I went out and
made inquiries, and then I discovered
what a blunderer I was. Both girls
were carrying on a clandestine corre
spondence, using fictitious names, and
these were the letters I had seen them
pocket. When I asked them to confirm
this theory they did so, but it was evident
that in their eyes clandestine letter-writing
wad about as bad a crime as robbing
the malls. The news had gone foith that
they had been detected in purloining let
ters, and how could I combat it? I spent
the next two days in trying to explain mat
ters to the public, but found not one man
or worn mi who would believe me.
Postoffice inspectors didn't bring charges
and retract them, they reasoned, and a.
strong petition was drawn up and sent to
Washington asking that the culprits be
duly punished. Letters were also written
stating that I must have heen brllxnl to
act as I did and declaring that I was not
a proper man for the service You may
well reason that I was summoned to report
in Washington without delay, and that my
reception there was anything but flat
tering to me. I had lost my official head
before saying twenty words. It was my
first and only blunder for ten years, but
that didn't count. If I got a grain of
comfort out of the situation It was when
I heard that several more complaints about
lost letters at Shelby had just come m that
day.
I left Washington with no particular aim,
butonreachingDenton I made up my mind
to go over to Shelby and have one more
look around. I went back In my old role
as hired man, and entered that postoffice
about half an hour after the mall had
been distributed. Looking through the
glass door of a box I saw one of the girls
sewing and the other reading. Behl nd tliem
was anopen back window, and within three
feet of this window was the general de
livery box. In front of the window and
only two feet away was the tabic on
which the mail packages were done up,
and a score of letters were lying there to
be wrapped.
I hail just made out these things, when a
good-sized bird, black In color, alighted on
the window sill, hopped along to tho de
livery box and plckedoff the top letter and
darted away. In fifteen seconds the bird
was back, and In the course of ten minutes
I watched her take away five letters. That
bird was a magpie and the real thief, but I
had ruined the reputation of a family be
fore solving the mystery. I at once made
myself known to the father, and we visited
the back yard to search for the letters.
There in an old dog kennel, which had been
tenantlebs for years, we found them every
single one which had been missed. The
magpie belonged to a neighbor, apd singu
larly enough she had never been caught at
the trick. Ab it was summer the back win
dow wasopen all day, and there were times
when only one person would be waiting on
the public. With the usual cunning or her
species, the bird watched her chance, tak
ing letters from both the table and the
general delivery box, and a dozen other in
spectors might have been put on the ease
without solving the mystery. I had that
satisfaction, though I was not reinstated,
and I also take great pleasure in saying
that after awhile the people of Shelby 'jame
to believe the Harpers entirely innocent,
and made ample amends for what had been
said and done. CHARLES B. LEUiS.
Feminine Loquacity.
The woman was very careful in open
ing the door, but he had on toothpick shoes,
and be got one of them inbide before she
could slam it again. She waited for him
to lead off and sparred for an opening.
"Madam," ho said, as he set his valise
down on the top step, "I have some articles
here that are indispensable to every house
keeper. This new patent Cripper Little
Jumbo coffeo pot "saves itb cost ewry
week that you use it. Observe the Im
proved arrangement of "
"I don't wautit," said the woman. 'W'e
have small "
"Justthethlngfor a small family, ma'am.
Forty per centof the coffee Is wasted with
any other pot. If you don't want a coffee
pot let me show you something else.
Idlotina, the latest parlor game oit. Fas
cinating, instructive, educational. All the
young people wild over it. Makes dull
evenings fly like "
"I tell you we have small "
"Finest thing for small children right
here you ever saw. Safety pin with music
box'nttaebment. If the pin sticks the box
plays. Don't want it? Well, when you
see this latest Improved clothesline and
pins you'll wonder how you have managed
to live all this time without them. Tlie
line fastens "
"Don't want it. Eesides, we've got
small "
"Small yards are just what they are
made for. The line's a self-fastener: can
be attached to tree, Bide of the house or
brick wall; smooth surface no obstacle.
The pins were invented by "
"Take your foot out of the door," said
the woman. "I've been trying to tell
you we've got smallpox in the house,
and "
During the four seconds the agent took
to slam the things into his valise and
tumble dowu the steps he managed to
say:
"Why in the thunder didn't you say so?
Some women can talk an hour without con
veying the idea they want to. "New York
Journal.
Scope of Our Lnngungo.
Following Ib a revised list of the ma
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tograph, mutagrapn, alethosoope, projoct
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Post.
ANSWERS FOR THE ANXIOUS.
Major The mission to Russia Is not yet
filled. Neither is that to Dahomey, major.
If you are desirous of securing a mission
roal quick the latter probably offers you
greater opportunities, although you do not
ask about it.
2. No, a red noscinduced bymintcutsno
figure- with Mr. McKlnley.
Anxious A silk hat Is not required, nor
a frock coat, rienty of people with silk
hatk hats have gone away hungry. The
rresldent is said to even frown on silkhats
when they accompany short coats.
A Reader The only sure way not to be
disappointed is to ask for something you
don't want. As you say you will take any
thing, you cannot, of course, be dead sure.
Willing A Cabinet officer and one ot
your Senators are undoubtedly gcod ref
erences as to your character. Remember,
liowevcr, W., that there is what is called
the Ready Kererence Letter system em
ployed by many Senators. They dictate
you an Indorsements hnlf a minute. They
see the President personally, however,
and they are real anxious to secure an ap
pointment. Father It has been tried before and fail
ed several times. Already a dozen, ntletst,
who have named their latest William MeK.
havebcenlaid on the table. Your case is an
extreme one, of course, as you have named
the triplets William, Mac and Kinley, but
we would not like to promise you any
thing. Sec Mr McKinley when the boys
have grown up.
William R. Tills department docs not
lend money to any who has less indorse
ments than a whole State delegation, and
then only on diamonds. Sorry that yours
are already placed.
Fixed Your position is certainly a dif
ficult one. As the place pays $1,000 a
year, however, cannot you perhaps ar
range Tor a temporary advance from your
Congressman? Sorry.
Ex We advise you to have another
office In reserve that you would take should
the President already have disposed ot
that to Spain.
W. B. Oh, yes: the mission to St. James
has been disposed of. The Piesidentmade
Hay while the sun shone.
Reuben S. Go back to the farm, Reuben.
The early cabbages need you badly, and
without a doubt If Mrs. S. says the red
heifer Is cutting up all those foolish capers
your place is by her side.
Paul vouB. Weshould say that you could
safely escape for at least two weeks with
out hurting your chances In the 'lightest
Make It longer if possible.
Litterateur No. Sorry, but liaving writ
ten eight poems for the Canton Repository
does not make your cliances for the con
sulship certain.
Hopeless There Is only one chance.
Colonize at Canton for a few months, and
then come on. There is probably plenty
of work to keep you going at Canton.
Tbey say the women folks in many of the
leading Canton families Iiavu to chop their
own wood.
W. R. S.-Wc liardly know how to
answer you. Tie climate in Kamsehntka
is certainly trying to tlie health sometimes.
It is possible tint if you wrote to Mr.
McKinley, explaining the sltuatilon ex
actly, he might consider the second appli
cation quite as carefully as he would the
first. But choose something that you
really want this time, however, because he
might get wearied after a while and pass
you by entirely.
Poet No. your idea is not a new one.
Try it if you can't help It that's the way
all true poems are written. But the last
gentleman who applied in rhyme did not
secure the job.
2. T'tery is no office or poet laureate in
the United States.
WATSIDE PHILOSOPHY.
Now it came to pass when our
Mother Eve left the Garden of Eden she
desired much to take with her a Wardrobe
So it was granted Her that she should take
so much as she could carry. Thereupon, her
arms being rilled with figleaf Draperies
she was much perplexed how she should
transport certain Flowers, Fruits and Vege
tables which she wished much to exceed
ingly to Transplant In her Suburban Home.
And she made then a Wreath ot Vynes and
set it on her Head and therein stuck half
a hundred Flowers, Fruits and Vegetables,
adding thereto theCarcasses of certain Birds
which Adam slew for Her with a Slung
Shot. And this bequest left she to herchil
dren, and her grandchildren, and her great
grandchildren, charging them that they
Keep the Custom Faithfully. And it was
destined to become a Curse to the sons of
Adam, for that Adam did Eat of the Apple
and blame it on his Wyfe. So when the
Woman buildeth up on her Head a Creation
of Flowerh and Fruits and Birds twisted
cunningly together and goeth beneath It to
the Theater, Man not only loseth the Show
but payeth the bill for the Hat even unto
this Day.
"You ought to be happy," said the alley
cat to the house cat, "with a good home,
plenty ot milk and mice and a warm place
under the kitchen stove."
"Do you think so?" said the house cat.
"Of course I do," said the alley cat.
"I'd give my whiskers for such a berth "
"Very well," said the house cat, "we
will exchange."
So the hoube cat went out and sang
songs on the roofs o'nights, and ran races
with the dogs, and lived with the rats in
an old warehouse, and was happy. The
alley cat went into the house, drank milk J
and ate meat and slept, when it slept at
all, under the stove. But still it was
not happy.
There was a baby In the house justrlcarn
ing to walk, and they kept the cat for lhe
baby to play with. The cat was thus de
prived of any sleep In the daytime, and
lay awake of nights listening to the war
songs of its companions, whom it wus
not allowed to join.
And the first chance it got It found
another alley cat and exchanged places
again.
Moral Better is a dinner of rats where
f reeJom is tlinu too much petting and a tail
that is pulled.
Onceupon a time a hold, bad scorcher was
scorching down the street.
He had a record to make the bravest
tremble.
He had run over men, women, and chil
dren and never punctured a tire. He had
pedaled gayly down the avenue with four
policemen, one of them mounted, in full
chase after him a nd paid no fine next morn
ing. He had heen scooped up by the fender
of a trolley car while crossing the street,
and caused three women to have nervous
prostr&ttou at the sight.
Yet this man was to meet his fate.
Be met it in SWampoodle.
A hen tried to cross the road in front of
him. With a wild, agonized squawk rhe
put in her bill and the tire collapsed.
In the next three seconds the scorcher
experienced tho combined agonies if all
bis victims, including the trolley-car.
But the ben never turned a feather.
The Ava-Supis, Who Live in a
Deep Canyon.
ARE A TRIBE OF HERMITS
They Were Onco a Great Tribe, But
Almost All Were Destroyed by tin
Earthquake The Heiuuuut Found
Themselves in the , Canyon ami
Have Stayed There Jvcr Since.
Los Angeles, Cal., TMay 1G Several
young men connected vlth the ethnologi
cal bureau of the Smithsonian Institution
have come into Los Angela after a life or
a few weeks among the Ava-Supl Indians
in tho extreme northeast part of Arizona
Territory. They were 'there after liavitMr
spent several months in the Navajo and
Moqul countries, and their purpose was to
observe the lire ot the Ava-Supis and get
their tribal legends and ,,yhatevcr of his
tory they have.. .
"We are so glad we.wenp up to see the
Ava-Supis," said ProL Horace Welling, or
the party, wmle speaking of these Indians
wliile in Pomona tlie other day. ''They are
by long odds the mast interesting savages
we have in the Union, outside of the Zunls,
from an ethnological point of view. We
were told that we were the first whites,
outside of two or three cowboys, that had
been in the Ava-Supl locality in beveral
years.
"As soon as they believed in us for the
average Indian or the Territories nowa
days agrees with the ancient Psalmist in
saying in his heart that all men are liars
they were the most genial and hospitable
red men we have ever been among, and
thatlssaylngagood deal, too. Ifnuy young
American of means and taste for studying
Indian habits and observing human nature
as It was among tlie savages in the days
or Cprtez and Coronado will visit them,
he will find enough to not only Interest,
but fascinate hlrn among the Ava-Supis ror
a long summer In their tribal customs the
Ava-Supis have changed less by contact
with civilization than any tribe in the Union.
I don't believe their language has altered
a bit in the last two centuries. Yes, you
may be bure we shall go there again,
when we shall be better prepared to study
our hosts."
The home ot the Ava-Supl tribe Is be
tween the de2p denies of Cataract Canyon,
a tributary of the little Colorado River,
which lias its rise in the Bill Williams Moun
tains. Tlie narrow valley is from 100 to
600 yards v.ide, with walls of f-nnastonc
and granite rising perpendicularly on either
slJe to a sheer height of 2,000 to 4,000
reet. The approach is by a narrow, twist
ing, tortuous trail, which descends from
the broad plateau above, winding In and
out between the towering walls and preci
pices. In some places it is so narrow thata
single person with a burden rinds it dif
ricult to avoid pitching into the depths be
low. No tribe in the country occupies such
an inaccessible locality as a home. White
men never go there unless on science bent.
Through the center or the little valley
flows a cold, clear stream, Tod by the moun
tain snows or the distant Bill Williams'
Peak. The current is rapid, and the power
is utilized in a crude way for grinding tlie
grain, which is one of the principal crops or
this Arcadian people. At the lower end or
the stream the water is divided into
acequias, which carry it to the fertile
rield.s. Irrigation Is necessary ror all crops,
as the" rain clouds seldom pour their con
tents Into the hidden valley and the snow
never rails. The soil Is a rich, black loam,
debris left by overflows of an adjacent
Colorado In untold Reasons.' It produces,
In addition to various kinds of grain,
peaches, grapes, mesquite beans and a
6pecles of guava.
The Ava-Supis have no extensive flocks,
neither herds of cattle nor horses, like
many of their prosperous neighbors above,
for all their available laud Is required in
agricultural pursuits: but a profitable trade
ib carried ou with the Moquis, Zunls and
Navajos, fruits and meal being exchanged
for dried meats and coarse cloths. The
tribe at the present time numbers about
300. They are carefully observant of
law and order as proscribed by the author
ities of the pueblo, and are courteous and
hospitable to outsiders. Down In his syl
van retreatthecllmate isdellghtful. Neither
the extreme heat of summer nor the mj
verity of winter is felt. While the chill
winds are raging overhead this seques
tered glen is all abloom with flowers and
green with waving grass.
The Ava-Supis practice monogamy, with
the exception of tlie head chief, to whom
is granted a special dispensation permit
ting him to take as many wives as he can
secure and support. Failure to provide
Justifies a wife in securing a divorce,
which is done In the simplest possible
manner, by leaving the lodge of her hus
band and refusing thereafter to recognize
him in any manner. Should there be a
man at the bottom of the domestic row,
the chief lias then the satisfaction of ar
raigning him before the council, and it is
the duty of that august body to assess the
damages. The amount is usually based
upon the ability of the defendant to pay.
and when a sum has been fixed upon it
must be instantly liquidated or the death
penalty is the alternative. This rigid
justice is supposed to exercise a beneficial
restraint upon the hot blood of the Ava
Supis. The government of this primitive
congregation Is in the hands of a chief,
who is elected by popular vote. The office
1b not hereditary, and it Is seldom tint a
son succeeds the father. The disposition
seems to favor passing the honors around,
and thus maintaining a pure democracy.
There is a rather Interesting tradition
which the Ava-Supis tell concerning them
selves. In the early days, ages and ages
ago, tlie legend runs, their foiefathers
dwelt in a great walled city en the mesas
above. They were a contented and pros
perous people, cultivating vast fields
and raising enormous herds of stock. In
"the course of time, exalted by power and
riches, they became aggressive and domi
neering toward their weaker neighbors.
For weeks at a time they would neglect
theirfieldsand herds whllethey lalded some
nearby tribe. The Gieat Spiritwhnm tliey
had always worshiped grew augry at
them, for he was the father of all the
tribes alike, and resolved to send some
terrible visitation, that they might know
the strength of his hand. It came at noon
day, when all the men and women were in
the fields. Suddenly out of a clear sky a
bright- light burst and a gientwind, fol
lowed by a tiembllng of the whole earth.
The frightened people turned to run for
their homes, but before they could reach
the walls of the pueblo the ground opened
and they were all swallowed up. The
darkness conveited the sky, nnd for many
hours the shrieks of those, who had been
left within the city walls were heard above
the sounds or the falling of their homes.
When light came again there was not
a sign of habitation left upon all the wide
mesa. Nearly the whole tribe had been
swepta way. But some otthem were saved.
Inone place where the ground opened it had
only partly closed again, leaving two sep
arate mesas upon its sides. The lower was
hroader than the upper,..and moreover
opened out into the channel ot a great
stream, but the upper was cut oft from ap
proach either by ascent or from their
brethren below. At the bo$onflfre "might
be'eupported on fish and sway fovl, and.
on the sides of their rocky prison grew
hushes nnd stunted trees which yielded an
abundance of berries und piueholes in
season. So the little band set about to bo
in life again. First ot all they sought to
build a path to their imprisoned brothers on
the upper mesa. Their numbers were few,
and they hadonly such rude implements at
hand as nghtbe made fromthetough young
saplings. Eachday saw them painfullyand
slowly advancing upward, but each day
told upon the hungry and suffering people
In the aerial prison.
As tho days passed by the workers
made feverish haste. Sometimes, when the
winds were still, they could hear thecriesot
anguish and distress floating out upon the
still air. Then they would see the glaring,
eager eyes, as the despairing creatures
hung over the precipice and shouted for aid.
At times the steady monotone or the
workers would be broken by a shriek, and,
glancing upward, they would see between
them and the sun the body or some cue
or their demented kindred, who bud
burled hlmseir into the abyss.
At hiEt the workers reacned the summit,
but to their horror not one or their kinsmen
was Iert. Strewed about In all manner or
shapes were the remains ot their loved ones
nnd friends. Their famine-stricken faces
would have told the story of their death,
if it had not already been known. Sadly,
and after the barbaric rites of their people,
the remains were committed to their final
rest, and their companions returned to
what seemed hopeless lives below.
But the Ava-Supis were brave and pa
tient, even in the shadow of despair They
set about and gathered large quantities
of tlie fruits and nuts, storing them away
for the winter season. The fish they dried
to the sinie purpose. Then they resolved
to continue the road from the upper mesa
still upward, with the hope that perhaps
they might reach their old homes. The
work was slow. Almost a generation had
passed before they reached the broad
mesas whore once had been their homes.
They saw nothing. The plains stretched
away on every side in utter barrenness.
Their only home, after all, was down in
the deep canyon, where the Great Spirit
had sent them. Sorrowfully they returned,
and yet with lighter hearts than they
bad kno.wn for many days. Most of them
now had been born in the shadow of the
mighty walls. There they would be con
tented to live, and, perhaps, ir they ac
cepted the vengeance that had been visited
upon their rathers and themselves In due
meekness of spirit.it would not be counted
against them when they died and reached
their home behind the stars.
The tradition continues to relate how
men from other tribes, generations after
warJ, found the pathway hewn with so
much toil and care, and came and fettled
among the Ava-Supis. Gradually inter
course spralig up with the outMde woild.
From the Moqul villages they obtained seeds
of many kinds, and grew into semi-civilized
pursuits.
All traditions havo more or less foun
dation, though sometimes, and, Indeed,
often, it Is very meager. It Is possible
that the narrow defile which Is now the
happy home of the Ava-Supis was the
result of one of those fearful earthquake
which In times past were not at all un
common in these latitudes. The mesa
above is covered for miles around with
debris and volcanic deposit, indicating a
mighty earth disturbance at some time.
NOT LIKE OTHER AGENTS.
There were rive passengers of us to take
the train at Davisburg at 2 o'clock in the
afternoon, butas the hour approached, the
station auent got word that there had been
a smash-up down the road, and that we
would have three or four hours to wait.
He followed lilslnformatioubysayingluthe
most courteous manner:
"Gentlemen I have here a copy or
Shakespeare, a lumeof Longfellow, and
two or three novels. I will arrange chairs
for you on the shady side or the depot and
you can bit and read. Here are cigars Tor
such as wish them."
Our surprise was too great for utterance.
We smoked and read and Wondered what
kind of n man we had met up with, and
at the end of an hour he came out to us
with a pitcher of lemonade and said:
"Gentlemen, It is a hot day. Have some
lemonade, and here Is a euchre deck and a
table for such as would like to play cards."'
When he had gone we canvassed his
strange conduct in whispers and almost
decided that he must be light in the head
After halt an hour or so he reappeared und
smilingly said:
"Gentlemen, I have heard from the train.
You will have to wait a full three hours
yet. There is to lie a funeral down here
about two blocks at 4 o'clock, and per
haps you'd all like to go down and kill
time?"
We thanked him kindly for his thought
fulness, hut none of us cared to go.
. "'Would you care to go to a wedding?"
he continued.
We thought not and assured him that we
were doing well, but at the end of another
hair-hour he said:
'If you gentlemen would care to see a
dogrigt tto kill time and make things pleas
ant I will arrange for one."
We talked the matter over and decided
against It, butthauked him for his kindm-
tentions. When we had yet an hour to put
In the agent brought more lemonade and
cigars and said:
"Gentlemen, you must excuse this smash
up and delay on our road. It has never hap
pened before, and I hope it won't again.
I can get up a horse race in a few minutes
if you would like to see one."
We didn't want to put him to any further
trouble, but he didn't seem to feel that he
hadrtone hair enough, ne orfercd us quoits,
baseball, croquet and a lifting machine,
and wound up by saying that If any of us
cared for billiards and would step across
the road he would pay for the games.
"LckA- here, my friend," said the major
at last, "I never saw a station agent like
you before."
"No."
"You are kindness itself You have put.
yourself out as no other man would. You
must have an object in view."
" Yes, I have," was the frank reply.
"And what is it, pray?"
"Well, this station pays the atrent $28
per month, and if I lose my job I've cot to
go to cutting wood at 30 cents per cord.
I'm using you dead right, so you'll speak a
good word In my favor, for there Just
thirty-five men in this town who waut this
place so they can't sleep nights. Gentle
men, have a" cold bottle and a chicken innd
wich with me."
KEEPING OUT OF TROUBLE.
I had gone over to a country stoic with
Mr. Hooper to buy some caitridges and
tobacco, and noticed the usual half-doen
men loafing about the place. Each one
stood or sat by himself and seemed to be
in sulky mood, and as soon as we got what
we wanted Mr. Hooper quietly said to n,e:
"We'll be goin now, and if any of them
ax us to stop we must say we ar' in a
big hurry."
We had started to go when one of the
men called out:
"See yere, Jim Hooper, it's my opinyun
that I kin jump ten feet on the level!"
"Don't doubt it, Tom don't doubt it,"
was the reply as we hurried on.
"And say, Jfm II coper!" called a second,
it's my dawg-goned opinyun that yo" can't
jump five feet on the levell"
"No, reckon not, Abe,1' replied Mr.
Hooper, as he hurried me along. Two or
three others shouted something we did
not catch, and when we were half a. mile
away I $sked Mr. Hooper what whh the
froublo: v
"No, tiouble 'tall," he replied. Wo got
away befo' the trouble begin. That Tom
Bcnncrs he kin jump Jest tlx feet and no
no mo'. He's cut io' feet off his tape, line,
and when he measures his jumps he claims
ten feet."
"But suppose he does claim it?"
"Then yo hev to allow the claim ir
he begins to pop at yo, and I don't
keer to be popped at today."
"And what about theono who said you
couldn't jump' five feet?"
"Abe Wharton? Wall, he's put five feet
on to his tape-line, and in jumped and said
anythin' about it he'd git mad and begin
poppin'. I Jest hurried away to keep cl'ar
of a fuss Onco' the others would n-wanted
to bet that his mewl could out-run mine,
and a race would have signified shootin'.
If we'd hung around a bit longer the old
feller on the bar'l would hev wanted to
wrasslcwith yo'.andlf yo'haddowneduim
he would hev loaded yo' withlead."
"Rather queer people, aren't thsiy?" I
queried.
"Wall, I can't say as to that. In course,
they do mo or less shcotln' when they git
mad."
'But they seemed anxious to pick a
fuss."
"Yes, sorter anxious, and I'm kinder
sorry to see 'em dlsapplnted. Hello!
Thar's Mr. Davis. Good raawnin, Mr.
Davis."
"Good mawnln'," replied the man on a
mule, who had just turned in from across
road.
Gwinc to stop, Mr. Davis?'
"Yes."
"Got yo'r gun?"
"Yes."
"Wall, the boys ar' down thar'and ready
fur a fuss, and mebbe yollbe so kind and
condescendin' as to oblige "em.'
"I reckon I will, as I'm Teelln' power
rul peart this mawnln'."
"That's good. Wanted to do It myself,
but had thertranger along. Yes.obleege'em
It 'yo kin, Mr. Davin, and I'm suah you'll
cum out top o the heap "
THE ARIZONA KICKER.
The st'iry floating around town and made
much of in the last Issue of our esteemed
contemporary, to the elfect that we were
mobbed over at Grass Valley the other
night, is not a canard. We were at Grass
Valley, and if being egged and shot at and
chased for four miles bignilies mobbing
then we were mobbed. We were, invited
to go over there and deliver our celebrated
lecture on: "Man; his perfections andimper
fectious." Of the 4C0 men at Glass Val
le we don't believe theie are trnee per
fect; ones There are more knock-kneed,
squint-eyed, hump-backed critters to the
squaie foot in that town than anywhere
else in America, and we had the sand to
.saysowhen weieacliedthe"imperfectlons"
in our lecture. Other lecturers would have
lied about it and tickled these slat-f-lded
kyotes half to death, but we gave 'em
facts and came near losing our life in con
sequence. Fourteen eggf- hit us in chorus
before our wheels began to i evolve-, and it
seemed as if every man in town had -t
shot at us as we were climbing into the
naddle. How many mounted and followed
after wecannotgucss, butourmulereallzed
the situation and made no Jumps of lefs
than fourteen feet. No, it is ro canard.
We were mobbed and driven out, and we
shan't vi:it that tc wn again until we are
ured of life and ready to hang.
A Good Man Gone.
The news of the sudden death of Major
John Williams fell like a blow on the town
last Wednesday. The major returned home
late Tuesday night, drunk, as usual, but
seeming to be all right, and Wednesday
morning he -was round dead in his bed. As
men average up out thle way the major
was a good man. We early discovered that
he ried rrom the East on account or em
bezzlement, but even when he threatened
our life, as he did on several occasions, we
never mentioned the fact to him. He
wanted to run us as editor and mayor, and
because he couldn't he was hunting for us
with a gun about halt the time. We had to
shoot him on three different occasions, but
we alwaysshotgently and withno intention
to kill, and we have the receipts to prove
that we paid his doctor bills. When his
better nature prevailed he was our good
friend and kept our demijohn empty and
was always in our debt Tor borrowed money.
We can't say that t he soulot Major Willi-ims
went straight from Givendam Gulch to
heaven, but we do believe that much ot the
rough trail was made smooth and that the
change has been to his benefit.
He Is Mistaken.
Mr. Silas Jackson, of Pine Hill, spent
Wednesday night last in the town lockup
of Glveadam Gulch, and next morning he
went home threatening a damage suit
against us as mayor. He got drunk and
fired seven bullets Into the front dcors of
the city hall, and as the city marsliai was
not at hand we gave him the collar and
marched him off. Mr. Jackson claims
that the first he knew of our presence
was when his heels struck a bill-board at
a height of six feet from the earth. He
contends that he was acting In n riotous
manner, and it was our duty as mayor
to have read him the riot act and com
manded him to disperse. He will base his
suit on this, but we wish to inform him
that technicalities don't go in this town.
We have always carried a copy of the riot
act In our vest pocket since being elected
to the mayoralty, but have never yet mot
with a riot which seemed too big for us
to suppress in the ordinary way. If we
buck up against something -with four or
five good men in the front row we shall
stop to read the act In a loud voice; but
If there's only one man, and we can get
a hand on his collar and our kne in the
small or hisback, he's got to disperse with
out any rurther rormality. Mr Jackson
shouldn't be captious over small things.
Department Stores and Dressmakers
Dressmakers and milliners, especially the
first, have reason to complain or the de
partment stores. Dressmakers have lost no
end or customers among busy women
through the quicker and cheaper, it not
better, service offered by their wholesale
competitors. Street gowns, and even more
elaborate garments, which would require
an average dressmaker a week to make,
can be got at a department store inside of
a day. Although they are ready made, a
fit is guaranteed, and the alterations take
usually but a few hours. Such gowns, too,
can be bought for little more than the cost
or the material.
Women who have patronized department
stores say that never again will they go to
a dressmaker except when time and money
are equally or no object. Dressmakers, they
declare, act as though their customers had
no rights to respect. Arter they have once
cut the material, so that the customer can
not go elsewhere, they take their time to
finish the work confided to them. Days are
spent In getting a gown fitted at a dress
maker's when hours would serve in a de
partment store.
Not only busy women, bat women of leis
ure have revolted againbt the dressmakers.
Although the latter have lime to spare,
they are tired of having It wasted in the
waiting rooms of tyrannical modistes, who
subordinate their customers' wishes to their
own.
Milliners, though perhaps not In an equal
degree, are sufrerlng rrom the competition
or the department stores. Many women
prerer to select something from, a large
stock, which they can wear at once, rather
than have a hat made from a model, whose
pattern may not be followed. But it is
the saving of time and money which elderly
causes women to relinquish the milliner as
well as the dressmaker in favor of the de
partment store. Minneapolis Trib'uue.
THE MAN WITH A YELL.
One day there came into Bluff City a
man over six feet high and weighing close
upon 280 pounds. He loomed up like a'
giant, and when, he uttered a warwhoop
the sound was like the rumble of thunder.
He had long hair, dressed in bucksklnsind
his guns numbered three and his knives two.
That he was a terror from way-back and
was three-ply and double-Jointed was real
ized by all at iirst glance. There were
half a dozen terrors in town at the time
Grizzly Pete, One-Eyed Sam and Awful Joe
among tnenumbcr and the restofthepopu
latlou was made up of bad men who were
handy with the gun. When this giant ter
ror was seen coming down the mountain
trail three of four men went out of town
at the other end, feeling sure that some
one would be killed within an hour, and
those who remained worked their guns
around under their coat-tails nnd prepared
to greet the stranger civilly. He came
walking up the stony streetuntilhereached
the Dead Shot salcon, and there he halted
and looked as black as thunder and roared
out:
"My cognomen ar' Blood Red Jim, and
I hail from the highest peak of the Rocky
Mountings. The&ameconvulshun or nacher
that fplit the mounting in two at Bridger's
Pass threw me on airth, and I'm good to
live a hundred y'arg. However, don't no
body run away rrom me. I'm Ieven reet
high and weigh a ton, but I ain't danger
ous. Myrailln'is that I hain't got no sand,
and I've alius run away from the critter
who started to pick a rout with me."
Three or Tour men extended him invita
tions to drink, and arter imbibing a liberal
quantityortanglerootthenewcomeruttered
a roar like the noise ot asnowslideandsaid:
"It was me that skeereJ a hull war
party of Apache Injuns out of Plum Valley,
but I didn't do It with my guns. I Jest bel
Iered at 'em and they fled in terror. I've
got an awful voice on me, but I "m as harm
less as a young Jack rabbit. Don't make no
mistake on me.'
Three of the Terrors edged out of the
crowd nnd started for Duck Rlrer, feel
ing that the big fellow might break loosa
at any moment, and there were other
invitations to drink and make himself at
home. He drank again, and there was a
broad smile on his face as he looked the
crowd over and cautioned:
"Grizzly b'ars riee in terror as they
"hear my footsteps, and when I whistle
the mountain Hon hunts his lair and
contlners to tremble fur the next two
days. It was me that stopped a snow-'. '
slide up In Eagle Canyon last winter, and
it was me that turned back a stampedin' "
herd or 1 0,000 cattle over in Coco Valley
a month ago. Howsumover, don't nobody
run away. In size I'm the biggest human
critter west of the Mississippi River, but
Tur sand I hain't got a pinch "
The otr.er three Terrors made a sneak
and started for Lone Jack in company,
while the bad men walked softly around
and made ready to bolt when the criti
cal moment arrived. Two rnore free drinks
warmed the stranger up until hi smlla
took In everybody ror half a mile around,
and presently he said:
"ir I'm harmless, why do I carry theso
guns and knives around with me? Just
bekase I met a critter who wanted to
trade 'em for my cayuse and git outer "
the kentry, and I did it to obleege him.
It -was me that skeert Jim Taylor and
his gang outer Cow City, but I never pulled
a gun to do It. Jest one yell did the
bizness. If any of 'em had stood up to
me I should hev run like a wolf I'm goin'
to utter one or my yells here purty soon,
but nobody need be afraid; It's all noise,
and no sand to foller it up by kiltin half
a dozen men. I'd give a heap if I was
dangerous, but I can't te."
It was judged that the time was near
at band when the big man would turn
loose, and one after another of the crowd
skulked away until only a cowboy, who
was asleep in his chair in the Dead Shot
Saloon, remained behind. The big man
helped himself to a drink, and then stand
ing at the door of the shanty he yelled a
yell which could have been heard three
miles away. When the yell echoed and re
verlerated and rumbled up and down tha
the streets the bad men tumbled over
each other to get further away. It brought
the sleeping cowboy to his feet with a
jump, and after rubbing his eyes he de- J
mantled of the stranger:
"Who's adoin' ot this yellin', and whal'i
the objeck?"
"It was my yell," replied the big 'un,
'and that wasn't no pertickler object
except to make a noise."
"I'm agin yer yell, stranger!"
"Then I'll top it."
"And I reckon I'm agin you as well!"
"I'm sorry fur It."
"Imrn a man who'll spit out a sound like-
that to wake another man npt" continued -- ."
the cowboy as he reached for his gtlJ, Ik
"Stranger, hev ye got sand?" :
"Not a bit."
"Don't want no shootin'?'' v
"No." , .;
"Ye look to be a reg'lar terror." - -
"I know it, but I'm as harmless as a-
child Ye hoin't drawed no gun on me yet,
but I'm tremblin' all over.''
"Whar's Grizzly Pete, One-eyed Sarc
ami the rest ot the shooters?' asked the
cowboy as he looked out into the street.
"Gone hence for fear o me," replied
the giant.
"And the bad men?"
"Hidin' among the shanties. I'm power
ful sorry this thing occtirre'5. I told "em
I was barnUcss and ready to run, but they.- t
wouldn't believe me. I wish you'd do me a
powerful favor."
"Let 'ei go." :
"Take me by the ear and lead me as
fur as the bridge, and then I'll make
a run fur it. If I kin git cuter this
town alive I'll be the most thankful man
in the kentry."
"I'm down on ye fur yellin," said the
cowboy, as he took a free dnnfc from the
decanter on the bar, "but I'm alius willln'
to favor a man who hnin't wicked all
through. Come along:"
And 200 bad men who were dodging
about and expecting a fusillade every mo
ment looked up to see the little cowboy
leading the big man along in all humility,
and whentheyreached the rudebridgeover
the gully the little man gave the big man
two or three hearty kicks and yelled at - :
him, and five minutes Inter the man who -was
harmless was out ot sight up the
trail.
A Patient Patriot.
At Park place and Broadway, New York,
as a mail wagon turned into the latter
thoroughfare to go up town, the horses
knocked down a pedestrian whow.ishurry
!ng into City Hall park. For a wonder
the driver pulled up, and though the man
was at the horses' feet he escaped the
wheels. He came crawling out, covered
with dirt and more or less hurt, and the
driver looked down at tini and coldly In
quired,: "Do you know what you have been do
ing, sir?"
"I do," replied the man as he brushed
away at the dirt, "but I couldn't help It.
I'm not the man to interfere with the
United States mails."
"Better look out in ruture."
"Ics, I will."
I rollowed him Into the park, where he
sat down on a bench to get his breath,
and told Win that a mall wagon had .no
more right to run over him than an Ice
cart."
"Is that so?" he asked In doubting
tones. "Well, by gum, but this ia the
fouvtb time I've been run over by them,
and next time tbey try it on I'll raise a
fuss." CWcago Journal.
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