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H. H. ADAMS, I-uMlaher.
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I PIN MY LOVE TO AUTUMN.
oets sing- about the seasons In the slick-
est sort of rhymes. .
An' on the bells of fancy ring a myriad o"
An1 call upon the Muses fur to send In-
To nerve the fleet Pegasus as along the
course he trots.
But I don't do It in that a-way; I Jest take
up the pen.
An' squat myself fur business sort of easy
like, an' when
The thoughts come softly oozing from the
fountains o my brain,
t start 'em courting o'er the sheet an give
'em easy rein.
An' that's Just how I'm doln this calm
When the brightness o' the summer has be
gun to pass away.
!When the leaves are slowly changin' to the
richest sort o' brown,
Putting ofT their summer dresses fur the
sober autumn gown.
An' the Bob White pipes Its music In the
wuuu3 hji in me neias.
An' the ever-faithful orchard all its rich
est Dounty yiems.
Other seasons offer beauties worthy of a
But I pin my love to autumn an' her rich
ness, every lime.
Then the harvestin' Is over an' the mows
are stuffed with hay.
An' amid the golden tassels o' the corn the
An" the hungry-throated thresher swallers
down its golden food.
llummln' notes o' thankful music to the
Giver of All Good.
Tis the season o' festivity, when fun an'
Joy an" mirth
Dodges In and takes possession o' the rural
part of earth,
An' the silvery bells o' pleasure ring their
giaaaest, merriest chime
So I pin my best affection to the autumn.
Then the wimmin git together 'round the
cherished jriltin" frame
Laughing-eyed an' merry maiden, mother
ly an sofcer dame
An" they stitch an" stich unceasin', tongues
with needles keepin' time.
Chattin' socially zr singln' meetln' hymns
in rural rhyme:
Then when the golden sunset marks the
closin' o' the day.
And the chiny supper dishes are all washed
an put away.
Then the men folks come a-troopin', dressed
up In their Sunday clothes.
Fur the kissin' party pleasures none but
country people knows.
Rosy cheeks grow still more rosy, brighter
grows the laughin eyes.
As the merry youths and maidens snatch
at pleasure as she flies.
An' the peals o' Joyous laughter tremble on
W'hen some awkward boy is told to kiss
the maid he loves most dear:
An' bunched in groups the old folks sit an
ply the busy tongue.
Tur the play brings recollections o' the dayi
when they were young;
An' near the merry players. In some quiet.
?upid lurks within the shadders, waltin
fur to git a shot
Poets sing about the seasons In the slickest
sort o' rhymes.
An' on the bells o' fancy ring a myriad o'
An' call upon the Muses fur to send in
To nerve the fleet Pegasus as along the
course he trots.
But I don't never lack fur inspiration when
About the time that toilers up the sum
flier's takin' wing;
The glorious golden autumn, when all Na
ture is in rhyme.
3Cin ketch the bulky end of my affections,
-Capt. Jack Crawford, the "Poet Scout;
In L. A. W. Bulletin.
MADELINE VANE. I
By Shannon Birch.
DUSTER barracks was at the feet of
I . willful, beautuul Madeline ane
, When Madeline chose to ride, she
usually mounted Thistle Blow, a gray
pony, almost as graceful and dainty as
herself. No escort ever accompanies
Maueline when mounted on Thistle
Blow; but when she elected to mount
Tiger Chief, a coal-black charger of
splendid proportions and invincible
mettle, she rode along the avenue that
divided the buildings of the post at ar.
iour when the duties of the younger
officers permitted them to be at leis
lire, followed bv a saddle horse for
whomsoever she might select to be'
come her escort.
i Now one, now another, was favored.
and all watched with envy the happy
fellow as he rode off in fine, soldierly
tyle, with his mind on Madeline, but
keeping a cautious eye withal on the
antics of Tiger Chief, whose indomita
ble temper was the joy of his rider and
the secret fear of every lieutenant re
sponsible for the safety of Tiger Chiefs
mistress. The serious responsibility
devolving upon the escort to Madeline,
however, never deterred any member
of the barracks from accepting the
part, and was not likely to.
I One alone was never given the op
portunity, although he was thus slight
d for the most gracious of reasons
namely, because he was in possession
of Madeline's heart. This, icwever,
would have been denied by Madeline,
and utterly disbelieved by Jack Silvis
Jack Silvis was captain of a company
f Apaches, who were in the service of
the government to act as emergency
rrequired in frontier operations against
jthe hostiles. Jack's characteristics pe
culiarly fitted him for this command.
Although well educated, with good
ifamily connections in the east, he had
chosen from love of adventure to lead
the life of an Indian officer, half scout,
half soldier. He handled his savage
braves like children, and his remark
ble knowledge of Indian character
made him of great value to the post. .
In the' performance of duty, Capt.
Jack waa the most tireless, in every
danger the most fearless, and in every
crisis the most resourceful of them all.
No Indian of his troup could excel him j
in feats of strength or endurance, and
no omcer among his associates was
master of a more polished address.
When in. active service he wore a
bnckskin'uniform, but when stationed
at the post he appeared in the ordinary
uniform -of a captain in the regular
army. He was a famous runner and
wrestler, the most expert horseman on
the plains, and withal but 26.
Aa Madeline, from time to time,
chose her escorts from Jack's compan
ions her heart would smite her for
Jack, but it seemed quite out of the
question to do anything so public
where Jack was concerned. The pub
lic, however, did not dream that Jack
was slighted because he was loved, nor
did Jack himself dream of such a
thing; he, poor fellow, thought it was
the love he bore Madeline that kept her
aloof. But when had he made it
known? Never! To whom had he
made it known? To nobody! Not even
But Madeline was continually dream
ing of Jack; and the more she dreamed
the more difficult it became to deliver
the bridle of the led-horse to Jack, as
she passed down Custer avenue, mounted
on Tiger Chief.
At last it seemed to her morally im
possible to offer Jack the bridle sim-
THE MADDENED HORSE SPRANG
She would sink, she
And Jack was thinking that he would
sink if she didn't. What was the mat
ter? How did she know that he pre
sumed to love her? He would go away
where he could be by himself whilst he
thought it over. Accordingly he passed.
with long, soldierly strides, down the
avenue, followed the beaten road that
led out beyond the barracks.
Madeline, whether distraught with
slighting Jack or from mere freak of
feminine fancy, not long after rode
down the long street, mounted on Tiger
Chief; and for once she rode alone over
her accustomed route into the country.
The barracks was in consternation;
but as this was possibly one of the cir
cumstances counted on by Madeline,
she seemed unconscious of anything
unusual, and galloped rapidly on, pass
ing Jack at a spanking pace, vouch
safing him just the slightest inclination
of her head. She was soon out of
sight around a bend in the road that
wound through the woods, skirting a
creek that flowed a few miles away into
Jack, though much perturbed, kept
moving mechanically forward. He had
an intimate acquaintance witn tne
character of Tiger Chief an admirable
animal in the main, yet with a temper
prompting him to wild vagaries at mo
ments when they could at least be
avoided and might do most harm.
Jack obtained his knowledge of Tiger
Chief from a supervision of his colt
hood and from many a royal battle for
supremacy. He saw Madeline disap
pear at a reckless pace with deep mis
givings, lie hurried iorwaro. ine
bt at of Tiger Chiefs hoofs could be
heard in rythmic cadence till they
passed out of hearing.
In the silence following Jack passed
the bepd in the road. There was an
other a little farther on; Madeline was
out of sight. But a murmur struck his
ear, and he soon distinguished the
sound of mad hoof beats on the hard
surface of the road ahead. Sight was
not needed to interpret this sound.
Tiger Chief had bolfed, and was now
plunging on his way back to tne .Bar
racks. Had he thrown Madeline Ihis
question was barely formed before it
was answered; for, like a whirlwind,
Tiger Chief came into view round the
bend, with head protruding ana every
muscle distended, rushing on to disas-.
Madeline was still on his back, cling
ing helplessly; her white face shone
over the flanks of the black charger
like a dove flying athwart a thunder
Nearer and nearer came the Tun-
away, quite unaauntea Dy me numan
midget he saw standing in his path.
He would run him down; he would
trample him under foot. With fierce
ieaps the maddened horse sprang upon
the figure before him; it waa not worth
while to swerve.
But what has he hanging to his
bridle bits? What wrenches at the mus
cles of his neck and strikes his knee
joints? Is it possible that it is the man
he just struck down? He will shake
the incumberance off. But, no it still
clings and wrestles, and hauls his nose
almost to his feet. . Now that the blood
is clearing from his eyes he will see.
What! ' Here, close to his face is the
king of men and horses Jack Silvis;
here, on his bridle is the hand of the
man who reared hjml What does it all
mean, anyhow? Tiger Chief dropped
his head and touched Jack's hand with
is nostriHgivintV- a sharp whinny as
expressive of sorrow and submission as
it was possible to make.
Madeline had witnessed . a heroto
struggle, in which the life of Jack Sil
vis hung by a thread for more sec
onds than she dared to count. That
rhe was able to maintain her seat dur
ing the fierce contest between man and
beast was due to innate courage and
months of practice in the rough riding
of frontier life.
Then Jack, assured of Madeline's
safety, asked her if she felt equal to
riding back to the Barracks. He
would vouch, he said, for Tiger Chiefs
good behavior; the madness had passed.
Madeline gathered up the reins, and
by the easy response of Tiger Chief,
knew that his docility had returned.
"Yes," she said, "I can ride in alone."
But as Jack's hand dropped from the
bridle, Madeline leaned forward, and,
impulsively, held out her hand to be
kissed then rode away.
When Madeline next rode down the
avenue on Tiger Chief she rode straight
to Jack Silvis and proffered him the
post of escort. With a graceful assent
Jack mounted and rode beside her; and
every man watched them with glowing
eves as they sallied out of the barracks
on the Laramie road.
Swiftly they rode forward until near
the spot where Jack had cast himself
on the bridle bits of the frantic horse.
UPON THE FIGURE BEFORE HIM.
Madeline rode slower and slower, until
the spot where she had separated was
reached. Here, suddenly drawing rein,
she leaned toward Jack as she had done
before; but now she held up her lips.
Then, turning, she rode rapidly away.
Jack following. Nothing was said un
til they hurriedly entered the avenue
that led to the barracks.
"Madeline! Madeline! You will be
my wife Madeline?"
"Yes, yes, Jack, of course."
THE SOUL OF WIT.
The Deacon Also Thought It a Good
Thing? In Sermons.
Among the very many good and ex
cellent people who reside in the quaint
and delightful old town of Alexandria,
Va., is a deacon, who, notwithstanding
his great piety, is a man of practical
common sense and believes in the ex
pediency of things, just as some of his
illustrious predecessors in Testament
times did. Among those things which
he considers of especial commendation
is brevity in sermons, and the minister
of the church at which the deacon at
tended was alwaj-s known as a short-
sermon man, and his congregation was
always correspondingly long.
On one occasion it is narrated that
the deacon, when the church last needed
a pastor, went to a theological seminary
of the proper denomination to bear
some of the young men preach, if so be
among them might be one who would
find favor in the deacon's sight. It be
ing some extra service of the church.
there was preaching on Saturday and
Sunday, and the deacon had an oppor
tunity to hear several sermons. Sun
day evening -at tea the president of the
seminary asked the deacon what he
thought of the sermons he had heard.
"Um-er-um," hesitated the deacon.
I can't say that I am altogether sat
Why, bless my soul, deacon, what's
wrong?" exclaimed the president in
"Well, they don't seem to quite ex
actly strike me right," said the good
deacon, hedging for charity's sake.
"That is beyond me," continued the
president, half musingly, as if he were
trying to work the problem out in his
mind. "All of them are picked man,
deacon; our rising young preachers."
"Is that so?" responded the deacon
with a smile of hope showing in his hon
"Indeed it is," said the president.
"Then, doctor, smiled the deacon,
"suppose you let me hear to-night one
of your sitting down young preachers.
I think that's what I'm looking for."
The president understood and the
young man who preached that night
became pastor of the deacon's church,
though he left its pulpit ten years later
for a wider field. Washington Star.
A Lunatic's Lecture.
A very curious occurrence took place
recently in Vienna, when a patient in a
lunatic asylum delivered a lecture at his
own request on the peculiarity of his
mental state. The patient, who is a man
of first-class education and exceptional
mental powers, is liable to what is
known as circular insanity. That is to
say, he is only affected periodically, and
between his fits he is as sane a man as
one could wish to meet. His speech dur
ing the lecture was most brilliant, be
ing characterized by exceptional elo
quence and considerable wit. The lec
ture lasted an hour, and during that
time he contrived to hold his audience
without a break. His look and bearing,
which were those of a seholar, made it '
well-nigh impossible for his-hearers
to associate him with'insanity in any
THE CONTINENTAL, EDGEV
i The Sea Level Not at Sorfmee of Cab
i form, 3orvt ore.
We may apply what may' seem on
rpecial portions of the coastline to the
whole margin of sea and land to the
continental edge itself. ' From, this
point of view we soon learn that what
' we call the mean level is not a sur-
face of uniform curvature, or an ellip
soid inclosing a smooth and theoretical
earth, but is bent up or down, according
: to the nearness or remoteness of the
continental moss, so that" the sea level is
high against the land and low in the
center of the oceans. Could we remove
the attraction of the continental
masses, manv oceanic islands would
thus disappear beneath th waves.
Ice masses have naturally been in
voked to account for some of the raised
beaches. An unusual accumulation of
polar ice would draw the oceanic wa
ters northward and would raise the sea
level along our shores; but Lord Kelvin
has shown that the enormous thickness
of the ice at one time demanded is a
physical impossibility in an uninclosed
basin, owing to the outward viscou3
flow of the material, which tends, even
at polar temperatures, to thin and flat
ten the whole mass. Nor would all
the ice postulated by the cxtremest
g'acialist account for the untilting or
local curvature of the shell beds or ter
races that are left behind. TheChaix
hills of Alaska, to quote one fine exam
ple, ore composed of strata containing
shells still living in the adjacent ocean.
Yet these beds, 4,000 to 3,000 feet in
thickness, are bent np so as to dip north
ward at an angle of 10 to 15 degrees over
a distance of about nine miles. We have
here along the coast line of the Pacific
a range of hills 3,000 feet in height we
should call the mountains in our
own country produced by a compara
tively modern uplift along the con
Whether we study the American sea
board down the volcanic hills of Chili
and Peru, or the coral coast of the In
dies and Australia, or our own storm-
ewept western promontories, we find
the same series of phenomena, the same
problem to be solved. It seems gen
erally agreed by this time that conti
nental "margins are unstable and that
they mark lines of movement in the
crust or skin of the earth. The North
American continent is actually flanked
by mountain chains formed of in
tensely crumbled strata, and South
America presents toward the Pacific
its magnificent backbone of the Audes.
The Pacific as a whole is ringed about
vtitk earth folds, the details of which
indicate a spreading of the continents
at the expense of the ocean basin; and
the progress of movement nlong these
lines of weakness is marked by violent
Along the Pacific work is evidently
bring done, and the deep oceanic de
pressions bordering the continental
ed j'cs are the submerged limbs of the
folds that form these ledges. The late
Prof. J. D. Dana long ago pointed
out hov the earth ridges and the long
oceanic grooves were related to one an
other, the greater -mountain chain hav
ing the deeper depression along its
iiank. In a word, as he urged, the
highest mountains faced the deepest
portions of the ocean, and their steep
er flanks descend toward the ocean.
Military Life Very Dlatastefnl to a
The question of non-commissioned
officers is in itself a serious one, as the
French have long recognized. So ap
parently distasteful is the military life
to the average Frenchman that when
his short period of service is over he
can with the greatest difficulty be in
duced to reengage to complete a longer
period as a "sous-officier." In 1S89 the
reengaged sous-offieiers in the French
army that is, men of over three years'
services numbered but 10,000.
Even in our own small regular force
we have at present upward of 14,000
sergeants. Such a figure is quite in
adequate for the purposes of an army
with a peace strength of over 500,000
nr.d an estimated war strength of about
eight times that size. "-
So obvious was the danger that in
ducements were offered in 1SS9 on what
even we should consider a liberal scale,
in the shape of bounties, increased pay,
pensions on leaving, and eventual civil
employment to those "squs-offlclers"
who should reengage beyond three
years for even comparatively short
terms; and these measures caused the
numbers of reengaged men to rise to
over 24,000 in 1893, but at a considerable
The law of 1693 reduced these ad
vantages in some particulars, with the
immediate result that the reengnge
ment fell off, so that on January 1, 1896,
the numbers of reengaged "sous-ofR-ciers"
had sunk below 16,000 lower
A new law, restoring some of the
privileges of this very important class,
has lately been passed, and it is hoped
that the numbers may again rise.
A great many people do not know
that Moses, the prophet, stuttered so
badly that Aaron, his brother, did
most of the talking for him. It may also
be balm to some people who stammer
to know that Esop, Virgil and De
mosthenes were likewise afflicted.
Demosthenes is said to have cured him
self by learning to talk with a pebble
in his mouth. Mrs. Inchbold, the fa
mous English actress, was another who
triumphed over a difficulty of speech.
More than one of the French kings have
been stammerers, as were also Claudius
Michael II-, emperor of the east; Ma-homet-el-Rosser,
king of Spain; Eric,
king of Sweden; Admiral Annebant,
Tartagila, the Italian engineer; Boissy
d'Anglas, tne. painter. David, the critic
Hoffman, Camille Desmoulcris and a
host of otheTW2nciiinatL Enquirer;
Potatoes and apples have both rot
ted so in parts of Maine "that not half a
crop will be harvested.
(SCHOOL AND . CHURCH.
Col. Isaae Avery Wheeler, who died
in Atlanta. Gtu a few-days ago, was for'
a long time editor-in-chief of the At
lanta Constitution. Although a devout
Methodist and of a peaceful disposi
tion, he had fought four duels with
men' who had cast aspersions on his
Cork now possesses the remains of
Blessed Thaddeus McCarthy, recently
beatified by Pope Leo. They were con
veyed in a golden box from Ivrea, in
northern Italy, where the bishop died
500 years ago on his return from a pil
grimage to Rome, and have been de
posited in cork cathedral.
The appointment of Lawrence
W ashington, of Alexandria, Va as as
sistant in the National library, in
charge of the George Washington de
partment, is especially appropriate.
Mr. Washington is a great-grandnephew
of the illustrious chief, the records of
whose life and times he has been ap
pointed to care for.
Sir Everett Millais, son of the late
president of the Royal academy, held
the baronetcy only a year, having just
died, at the age of 41 years, of pneu
monia, brought on by neglecting to
change his wet clothes. He was an au
thority on dogs, and introduced the
Basset hound into England. He is-succeeded
by his nine-year-old eon, John
The court of .Pope Leo XITL com
prises 1,000 persons. There are 20
valets. 120 house prelates, 170 privy
chamberlains. 6 chamberlains, 300 extra-honorary
chamberlains, 130 super
numerary chamberlains, 30 officers of
the noble guard and 60 guardsmen, 14
officers of the Swiss guard and palace
guard. 7 honorary chaplains, 20 private
secretaries. 10 stewards and masters of
the horse, 60 doorkeepers.
POST OFFICES OF THE WORLD.
Bring- Net stevenne to Every Govern
ment Except Onr Ovrn.
The bureau of the international pos
tal union at Berne has published its
report of the postal and telegraph busi
ness of the countries of the world for
the fast fiscal year. It is incomplete in
that it does not furnish exact figures in
every instance regarding the number of
pieces of mail matter handled, but its
statement of receipts and expenditures
of the service is official. For the princi
pal countries these figures are as fol
lows: No. of
United States.. ..69,912
Great Britain... ..20.1'6
Amon? the smaller countries the re
ceipts of Italy were about ten millions,
Japan six, Switzerland five, Spain less
than five, Belgium four, the Netherlands
three, and Sweden and Norway a little
less than three.
Every country except the United
States derived a net revenue from its
postal service. Great Britain coming
first with nearly $17,000,000 excess of
receipts over expenditures, France sec
ond with over $10,000,000, and Russia
third with nearly $9,000,000. The
United States, on the other hand, lost
over $10,000,000, according to the fig
ures. Belgium has the service down
to a finer point of business than any
other country, paying out only about
half what she takes in. Switzerland, al
though a small country, makes no
appreciable profit from her posts, on ac
count of the expenses of mountain mail
Aitnougn tne united states comes
second in the table, they are really first,
because they handle more pieces of mail
matter than any other country, and the
receipts do not get expansion from the
income from the telegraph, telephone
and packet post services of the foreign
countries, all included as posts.
In cheapness of postage Germany is
undoubtedly ahead of all other nations.
City letters are carried for three-
fourths of a cent, and in Munich a com
pany licensed by the state performs the
service for three-eighths of a cent.
Throughout the empire a letter under
half an ounce is 2 cents, and any
weight up to half a pound five cents. In
France the tariff is three cents for each
and every half ounce, in the city or out
side. In Great Britain the rate is two
cents for the first ounce, one cent for
the second ounce, and one cent for each
additional two ounces after that. N. Y.
Lantrhter as a Dangrerona Symptom.
It is an ordinarily accepted idea that
'.aughter and mirth of all sorts are
healthful indications. Insanity ex
perts, however, take a very different
view of these manifestations. Surgeons
and nurses apprehend serions trouble
when patients laugh after grave op
erations. Highly organized persons or
those who have experienced sudden and
severe shocks sometimes show a dis
position to laugh heartily. In cases of
this sort no time should be lost in dis
tracting the attention by any and all
possible means. There are several cases
where the mental faculties seemed
about to give way, and probably would
have done so but for the wise precau
tions of friends, who took immediate
steps to present something entirely
new to the patient and to keep the
thoughts away from the canse of the
shock. In delirium much benefit is
sometimes realized by entertaining the
sufferer with amusing stories or ques
tions. It keeps the mind from running
in one direction and assists nature in
restoring the lost equilibrium. N. Y.
Smallest State's Popnlatlon.
The smallest of all states, Rhode
Island, has the largest popnlation per
square mile, or 318.44 persons. The fig
ures of the last census show that if the
whole union were as densely populated
it would eon tain 945.766,800 inhabitants.
k They Arc Knmeron. .
Some, people, think that enterprise is
forcing tbeir way into places marked
"No Admittance." Puck.
' Yeast -"I've just invested in one off
those salt-and-pepper suits.' Crimson
beak "Well, that sounds as if it would
be good for at least two seasons."
A Busy Summer. Phoebe "Did
you have many offers during the sum
mer?" Lnlu UMany! why, I had to
limit the engagements to 24 hours!'
Browning, King fc Co.'s Monthly.
"Are you one of the strikers?"
asked the woman at the door. "Yes,
mum. I'se a pioneer in the movement.
I struck 30 years ago, and I've never
give in yet." Household Words.
"Johnny," said the schoolboy's
mother, "do you like your arithmetic 7
"No'm. I think the influence of that
book is unwholesome and depressing.
"Why ?" "Because it is full of horrible
Boarder (warmly) "Oh, Tin know
ing to the tricks of your trade. Do you
think I have lived in boarding-houses
20 years for nothing?" Landlady
(frigidly) "I shouldn't be at all sur
prised." Detroit Journal.
The One Thing Needed. "I am
glad," said the ardent patriot, "that
the Russian flag no longer floats over
Alaska." "So am J," replied the man
who wants to go, but is afraid. "Now,
if they could only get rid of the cold
wave flag, the country would be all
right" Washington Star.
His Baptism. "Teddie," said the
minister, while mamma was out super
intending the preparation of dinner,
"have you ever been baptized?" Ted
die was not quite sure whether he had
or not, and, after indulging in deep
thought for a moment, replied: "Do
you git baptized on the arm?" Cleve
WANTED TO CATCH A SHARK.
They Succeeded. But Not CntU ths
Fish Had Caught a Sailor.
A fellow never knows what is going
to happen to him when he goes a-fish-ing
in the green waters of the sea. Ad
ventures trust themselves upon the
Waltonian, whether he will or no, and
when he tells his friends of what he has
seen, or experienced, they smile com
miseratngly and actually doubt his
word. I remember, several years ago,
going on a fishing trip down the south
ern coast, and I tell you, I had a good
time during the outing. Fish were bit
ing nicely all the while, and the crowd.
for there were others in the party,
seemed to appreciate the gifts set be
fore us in the share of fish. One day
we all sailed to a location where sharks
were reported to be very numerous.
We wanted some big game, and sharks
are mighty good sport. Well, we finally
managed to hang to a fellow big enough
to satisfy any fellow in the boat, and
in tbeir anxiety to see the fish while it
was still vigorous, the boys gathered
at the side of the sloop, looking over
into the water. All at once the captive
gave a desperate pull. The tackle
slipped and the shark took about 30
feet of line, while one of the sailors was
jerked into the water. He couldn't
swim, end his hands happened to come
in contact with the shark line; he
grappled it with desperation and hung .
on like grim death. We began to haul
in the shark, but the fish seemed
stronger than ever, and we could do
nothing for the sailor, who was out of
reach. Suddenly he gave an unearthly
yell, crying out that the shark had bit
ten him. There was commotion in the
water and the fin cf the fish appeared
above the water for a moment, and the
sailor yelled again, and flecks of blood
arose to the surface. Y'ou may Im
agine how we pulled in on the line, and
in a little while we finally managed to
grasp the poor fellow, who still clung
to the line. As we pulled him and the
line in at the same time, it was seen that
the shark had the fellow's leg firmly
between its jaws, and it was a wonder
that the fish had not bitten the limb off.
A shot from the rifle killed the fish and
we pried its jaws and liberated the leg.
which was badly lacerated. The fact
that the hook had caught in the socket
was the thing that saved the leg from
absolute amputation. The idea of a
man being bitten by a fish that had
practically been caught was a new one
to me and leads me to the observation
I made at the beginning of this story.
The sailor was laid up for a month, but
at the expiration of that time was as
well as ever." N. O. Times-Democrat.
A Cooperative Effort.
A Minneapolis man once invited a
friend to dine with him, and neglected
to telephone his wife to that effect.
In order to make matters worse, both,
host and visitor stopped in at the club
on the way home, and consequently
were late for dinner very late. The
dilatory husband undertook to explain
his tardiness while dinner was being
served and put up a rather over
plausible defense in the line ogf busi
ness complications coming up at the
very last moment before he should have
left the office. The hostess heard him
with ominous politeness and then calm
ly said: "Perhaps, but you really can't
look me in the eye and tell that story."
No no," stammered the culprit; and
then, as a brilliant idea struck him.
but I tell yon what I will do: If John
will kindly look yon in the eye while
I repeat what I said, probably we can
make it go." Milwaukee Wisconsin.
A Considerate Father.
A wealthy man went out hunting. He
ros accompanied by an honest farmer
and his son. The hunter accidentally
peppered the unfortunate boy, who
howled like a dog whose tail has been
crushed under the wheel of a furniture
Tan, whereupon his father said to the
'Don't howl that way, or the gentle
man will not let you go along next
time." N. Y. World.
From m Snrarlcal Standpoint.
"How is your Uncle Reub's blood poi
soning getting on?"
'In great shape.- .Of course both legs
have had to be amputated, but the doc
tor says he will have him on his fee
In a few days." Brooklyn Life.