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Civil Rights Bill.
The first duty of a government is to
protect its citizens. A civil rights bill
was passed some years ago and recent
decisions (except one) of noted judges,
have almost convinced us that it is a
fraud. Its objects were to protect tha
Negro in his rights when ignored, and
said rights denied him on account ol
his color. Numerous are the cases that
have heen brought before the courts
and have been appealed to the Supreme
Court of the United States, for it to de
clare whether the law is constitutional
or not. There they lie and there they
have been. Some of them for many
years. If the Republican party expect
to keep the support of the colored vote,
they must place men of a different
stamp in office. Attorney General
Brewster has seventeen assistants with
a yearly salary of $67,000, and there is.
not one in the legal department that
does two hours work a day, and yet not
one of these overworked gentlemen
has time to get the Supreme Judges to
give an opinion on the numerous cases
under the civil rights statutes. Rights
are being denied colored men daily.
Prejudice.
[The following protest is from one oi
our talented and most respected col
ored ladies.—Ed.] Being one of those
unfortunate persons who have been
obliged to do house-hunting, through
the columns of our paper, the Gazette,
I wish to oiler up my feeble voice in
protest of the injustice of being refused
the privilege of renting a good house,
simply because the color of my sKin is
a shade darker than my fellow man.
Day after day has this repulse been
given me in plain and very poor Eng
lish, “I don’t rent to your kind of peo
ple.” One of the prominent physicians,
whose price for his house is $22 pei
month, notified his agent, so the agent
says, “that if any colored people came
ar nind, inform them that they cannot
rent my bouse if they pay double a?
much as white people are willing to
pay.” I think the time has come when
we, as a people, ought to refuse out
patronage and money to all such pro
fessional or business men who make
this wholesale discrimination. Let
character and means be the test. Let
us not sit quietly down and submit
tamely to this maddening insult, but
make it cost such men something to
use such expressions and let them be
known.
The colored people of Georgia pay
taxes on $10,000,000 worth of prop
erty, but it’s all in the towns and cities.
The white illiterate vote in Kentucky
in 18K) was 55,000. The Negro illiter
ate vote was 43,000, 12,000 less than
the white.
Read carefully our Cincinnati letter.
We are trying to publish a newspaper
that will be a credit to the race, so give
us your hearty support.
Our Washington correspondent is a
very able writer and has given his first
letter on short notice. It is neverthe
less interesting and instructive.
Messrs. Jere A. Brown and Janies
Snyder intend making the Gazette’s
Masonic and Odd Fellows’ columns
the best. The can do it.
The Gazette is not responsible for the
■opinions of its correspondents. All
correspondence and communications
for publication 'must reach us by Wed
nesday noon at the latest to insure pub
lication in the next issue.
At a recent election Kentucky polled
a lightvote.and the Democratic majority
was only 50,000. The Republican tick
et had a colored man, J. Asbury, for
Register of the Land Office, but the
few white pretended Republicans could
not stand the negro, and Asbury ran
far behind on his ticket.
Did you ever stop to think why it is
that we people of Cleveland never get
to hear the best vocal and instrumental
soloists, lecturers, speakers, concert
companies, in fact the best talent of our
race? And how small cities and even
towns manage to secure such men as
Elliot, Lynch, Holland, Bruce and
Douglass, as speakers jn their various
celebrations?
From Lawrence, Kansas, the Western
Recorder comes to us with the news
that a colored man there was arrested
for an attempted rape, and that there
were rumors of an attempt to be made
by the whites to lynch him. The Re
corder says: “It is a mistaken idea that
every colored man, who is charged
with a crime in this community, must
be taken from jail and hung. We are
advocates of law and order, but will
not advise the colored people of this
city and county to hold up their hands
and be ruthlessly murdered. Our sym
pathies are with the little girl, although
no hands were laid upon her; but we
say once for all, that no more colored
men will ever be taken from Lawrence
jail and hung by the mob. We speak
Slainly and seriously. Any attempt to
isturb the jail will be the signal for a
wanton and inhuman slaughter such
as will disgrace the city for all time t<
come,”
PERSONAL AND LITERARY.
—Mrs. Lippincott, “Grace Green
wood,” is in London, and is said to be
engaged upon a biography of Queen
Victoria.
—Miss Charlotte Stark, of Dunbarton,
N. H., granddaughthr of General John
Stark, of Revolutionary fame, has been
elected an honorary member of the New
Hampshire Antiquarian Society.
—Boyle O’Reilly, the poet-editor of the
Boston Pilot, who started from the head
of the Connecticut River to paddle a ca
noe to Long Island Sound, capsized,
lost his paddles and took the cars.
—Ned Roach, of Florence, Oneida
County, N. Y., in his eighty-fifth year,
was married recently for the sixth time.
The bride was Mary Quinn, of Roches
ter, aged seventy.— Rochester Express.
—Mr. Austin F. Pike, New Hamp
shire’s new Senator, is sixty-four years
old, tall and slightly stooping; has a
well-shaped head, bald across the top,
with a fringe of dark hair and iron
gray whiskers. His eyes are shrewd
and kindly; while his whole appear
ance shows the gentleman.— Boston
Post. ‘
—ln “Reminiscences of a London
Drawing-Room” Thackeray is made to
tell the story ot the birth of “Vanity
Fair” in this wise: “I was ransacking
my head for a title to my novel when
it came upon me unawares in the mid
dle of the night as if a voice had whis
pered, ‘Vanity Fair!’ I jumped out of
bed and ran three times round the
room shouting out, ‘Vanity Fair!’ ‘Van
ity Fair!’ ”
—Mrs. Webb, wife of Captain Webb,
the lost swimmer, is small in stature
and of refined appearance. They had
been married for three years, and came
to America last May. She says she has
not been left so much money as re
ported—only about $4,500. She says
she had great confidence in his powers
as a swimmer, and did uot attempt to
dissuade him from swimming the Niag
ara.—Boston Herald.
—The now famous Clemenceau, so
Labouchere says, made the acquaint
ance of W. H. Huntington, an Ameri
can journalist, and conceived for him
such a liking that he took it into his
head to seek a fortune in his native
State of Connecticut. There he ob
tained the chair of French literature in
a college. All the girls who attended
his lectures, save one, were engaged to
be married. That one is now Mme.
Clemenceau, and “the sweetest, most
unaffected, refined and least vain speci
men of American ladyhood in Paris.”
HUMOROUS.
—A baby-carriage is sometimes called
a crycicle.
—Lightning-bugs would be a lively
and suggestive name for telegraph ope
rators. — Boston Commercial Bulletin.
—lt is said that the United States
would stand a poor show in a naval en
gagement because she has so few war
ships. This can not be. She has plenty
of navy to-backer.— Boston Star.
—“ Did you see that meteoric display
last night?” asked Smith of Gilholy.
“When did it come off?” “About
nine o’clock. Didn’t you see it? ”
“ No, of course I didn’t. I live out in
the suburbs of Harlem, and never get a
chance to see anything that is going on
after dark in the business portion of the
city.”— N* Y. News.
—“Any good shooting on your farm?”
asked a hunter of a farmer. “Splendid,”
replied the agriculturist, “there’s a dry
well man down in the clover meadow, a
cloth peddler at the house, a candidate
out in the barn and two tramps down
in the stock yard. Climb right over the
fence, young man, load both barrels,
and sail in.”— Toledo Blade.
—“What influence has the moon on
the tide?” the teacher asked John Hen
ry. And John Henry said it depended
on what was tied; if it was a dog it
made him howl, and if it was a gate, it
untied it, just as soon a cow or a young
man came along. It is such things as this
that make school teachers want to lie
down and die every day at four o’clock.
—Burlington Hawkeye.
—The grandma of a little four-year
old had been telling her one day not to
say people lied, but rather that they
were mistaken. Her grandma, to amuse
her, told her a bear story, which was a
tough one to believe. After she had fin
ished the little girl looked up into her
face and exclaimed: “Grandma, that is
the biggest mistaken I have ever heard.”
—San Francisco News Letter.
“It is weally quite amusing,” re
marked a New York dude, after land
ing in Philadelphia; “I am—aw —used
to Being admired by the women, don't
you know, but to-day as I came down
the steps to the Bwoad-stweet station, a
dozen men began exclaiming ‘Hansom,
hansom, hanson,’ in such a loud tone of
voice that I weally could not help over
heawing. ’' — Philadelphia Press.
—“Has the Colonel been around this
morning?” inquired a guest at a sum
mer hotel. “Colonel, what Colonel?”
asked the bell-boy. “ Why, the boss:
the man who runs the hotel.” “Colonel
Huh! He ain’t no Colonel.” “Every
body about here calls him Colonel.”
“ That’s nonsense. He had so many
corns one year that some one called him
‘kernel’ in fun, but he ain’t no Colonel.”
— Chicago Times.
After the Style of the French.
“So you love my daughter, eh?”
“Y-yes, sir.”
“And you have money to support her
in good style?”
“I have $30,000 in bank and an in
come of $6,000 per year.”
“Money in bank! Ah! I see you are
no financier; vou should have invested
in bonds and doubled your interest.
For instance, I have securities paying
ten percent.”
The young man hurried off to get his
cash and buy bonds of his father-in-law.
After he has departed Lucy enters the
library and asks:
“Father, did William ask your con
sent ?’ ’
“He did, dear.”
“And you said yes?”
“No, darling; he has no wealth to
give you station.”
“But he has $30,000.”
“Oh, no! I just raked that in for
bonds that won’t be worth ten cents on
the dollar six months hence. 1 love
you too well to see you many a poor
nun and have to live in sixth-story
I veins.” —B'aW Street News
A Good Story.
It the village of W lived a man
who had once been Judge of the coun
ty, and was known all over it by the
name of Judge L. He kept a store and
saw-mill, and was always sure to have
the best of a bargain on his side, by
which means he had gained an ample
competency, and some did not hesitate
to call him “ the biggest rascal in the
world.” He was very conceited withal,
and used to delight to brag of his busi
ness capacity whenever any one was
near to listen. One rainy day. as quite
a number were seated around the stove
in the store, be began, as usual, to tell
his great bargains^ and at last wound
up with the expression, “ Nobody has
never cheated me, nor they can’t
neither.
“Judge,” said an old man of the
company, “I've cheated you mor’n you
ever did me.”
“ How so?” asked the Judge.
“If you'll promise you won’t go to
law about it, nor do nothing, I’ll tell, or
else I won’t; you are too much of a law
character for me.”
“ Let’s hear! let’s hear!” cried half a
dozen voices.
“I’ll promise,” said the Judge, “and
treat in the bargain.”
“ Well, do you remember that wagon
you robbed me out of?”
“ 1 never robbed you of any wagon,”
exclaimed the Judge; “I only got the
best of a bargain.”
“Well, I made up my mind to have it
back, and—”
“ You never did,” interrupted thecute
Judge.
“Well, you see, Judge, I sold you one
day a very nice pine log, and bargained
with you for a lot, more. Well, that log
I stole off your pile, down by your mill,
the night before, and the next day I
sold it to you. The next night I drew
it back home, and sold it to you the
next day; and so I kept on until you
bought your own log of me twenty-seven
times.”
“ That is false!” exclaimed the infu
riated Judge, running to his books and
examining his log accounts; “ you never
sold us twenty-seven logs of the same
measurement.”
“I know it,” said the vender in logs;
“by drawing it back and forth the ends
wore off until it was only ton feet long
—just fourteen shorter than the first
time I brought it—and when it got so
short I drew it home again and worked
it up into shingles, and then I concluded
I had got my wagon back and stowed
away in my pocket-book.”
The exclamation of the Judge was
drowned in the shouts of the bystanders,
and the log-drawer found the door
without the promised treat. And to
see a man mad you have only to ask the
Judge if he ever was robbed.— The
Plowman.
Measuring Cord Wood in Timber.
The question asked by a correspond
ent as to how many cords of wood a
thousand feet of logs will make, is very
fairly answered by another correspond
ent. The amount will depend very
largely on the size of the logs, and also
upon the straightness, smoothness and
taper of the timber. It is often impor
tant to know whether a particular
bunch of timber would bring more if
sold in the log than if cut into wood. In
scaling for lumber, a log is always
measured at the smaller end. A crooked
log is “docked” enough to make it
straight. In very crooked timber this
will sometimes amount to one-third or
one-half of what the log contains, for
the scale is simply an estimate of the
amount of lumber, board measure, that
can be cut from the log, and crooked
timber must be made straight in sawing.
In ordinary pine, comparatively free
from limbs, tiie top end of a twelve-foot
log is about two inches smaller than the
butt. In short, limby or “buckwheat”
pine, there are often two or three times
this difference.
“Doyle’s rule” for scaling is almost
universally used in Michigan. This
rule is a very simple one. A sixteen
foot log is taken as the standard. Take
the diameter of the smaller end, deduct
four inches for slab, and the square of
the remaining diameter will give the
contents of the log. For example: A
log is 24 inches through; deduct 4
inches, square the remaining 20 inches,
and we have 400 feet as the contents of
the log. The same rule applies to all
sizes of logs—a log 12 inches through,
16 feet long, scaling 64 feet, and one 8
inches 16 feet. Longer or shorter
lengths are got by multiplying by the
required fraction, 12 feet being f and
20 feet 1} of 16. It will be readily seen
that a thousand feet of small logs will
contain much more wood than a thou
sand feet of large logs, because there is
so much more slab. A thousand feet of
logs 8 inches in diameter would furnish
260 slabs for wood, while there would
be only 10 slabs in the same quantity of
logs 24 inches through. I have seen 2J
cords of 16 inch wood cut from the slabs
of a thousand feet of small logs, though
this would be as much as could be ob
tained from the entire contents of the
same amount of large logs— Cor.
Country Gentleman.
Those Dangerous European
Another attempt at murder in a rail
way carriage has been made in France.
A young gentleman traveling in the
train from Paris to Chagny, on the
Lyons line, was, it is stated, found on
Friday night insensible in a compart
ment of a first-class carriage, having
been stabbed in several places and
robbed. This incident, following so
soon after a like attempt to rob and
murder another passenger on a French
railway the other day, will create some
not unnatural anxiety among travelers
on the Continent, who, at this season of
the year especially, carry with them, as
a rule, sufficient sums of money to ren
der them objects of attention to railway
robbers. At some future day arrange
ments will perhaps be made for the bet
ter protection of railway travelers from
perils of this description; but in the
meantime journeys by rail are becomiug
even more dangerous than journeys by
road in the good old days of Dick Turp
in. The railway robber does not givo
the victim the choice of “your money or
your life,” but finds it more convenient
to take both.— St. James' Gazette.
—Mrs. Dolly White, of Newbury, Vt»,
has twin daughters seventy-two years
old,
Bravery vs. Foolhardiness.
Something more than ten years ago
a man jumped from a Cunard steamer
in mid-ocean during a heavy sto^m, in
the attempt to .save a sailor who had
fallen overboard. The sailor went down
before the would-be rescuer could reach
him; but the latter swam about for an
hour until lie was picked up by the
steamer's crew. He showed no signs
of exhaustion, and that was the begin
ning of his career as a long-distance
swimmer, whose name was to become
known the world over for endurance in
the water. For the daring attempt to
save a fellow-creature’s life he received
from the Duke of Edinburgh the first
gold medal ever given by the Royal Hu
mane Society. That act was bravery.
The man's name was Matthew Webb.
Last week a man jumped from a small
boat into the rapids of the Niagara
River below the Falls. Uis purpose was
to swim the rapids, which no human
being has passed through in that way
and come out alive. This was the
reason for his trying it—to do what no
body had ever done before him. The
warnings of the many victims of the
whirlpool rapids and of friends were of
no avail. Within twenty minutes from
the time the man dove into the water he
had been carried more than a mile down
the stream; had thrown up one arm as
in despair, and had disappeared in the
whirlpool to be seen alive no more.
This act was foolhardiness. The man
was the same Matlhew Webb.
It is important to draw the line be
tween the foolhardy and the brave. In
the minds of many the line seems to be
very indistinct. A good deal of fool
hardiness parades under the banner of
bravery, and gets the applause due to
bravery alone. The readers of the daily
newspapers have been informed that
the spectators on the banks of the river
cheered the “brave'’ man as he dis
robed for his fatal effort. lie was a
brave man when he faced death to save
another. He was a foolhardy man
when he faced death simply to show
what he could not do. It was a brave
thing the other day at Atlantic City
when a man jumped from a pier into
the surf to try and rescue two young
firls who were struggling for life there,
t was a foolhardy thing when two edi
tors down in Virginia stood up to let
each shoot at the other. It was a brave
act when Engineer Seeds dashed into
the Hames that enveloped his engine
cab and stopped the engine, at the cost
of his own life, but to the saving of the
lives of many others. It- was a fool
hardy act that was purposed by the
man who wanted to jump from the
Brooklyn bridge into the East River, to
prove that lie could do it without kill
ing himself.
The line is a very plain one. When
life is risked in behalf of other lives,
that is brave, noble, heroic, and rises to
t he greatest height of which human na
ture is capable. When life is risked at
the post of duly, that is bravery. Liv
ingstone, in his efforts to open up a dark
continent to civilization and Christiani
ty, was a brave man. To stand firm
against persecution and sneers and
wickedness requires bravery in a Christ
ian man and woman. To be good and
true in any sphere requires bravery.
But to risk life merely to make an ex
hibition of “ bravery,” and for nobody’s
benefit or rescue, that is foolhardiness.
Captain Webb possessed bravery, there
is no question as to that; but when he
was not contented to use his endurance
and skill for the good of others or use
ful ends, but must be ever reaching out
toward more and more diffieut feats,
which simply served to show off what,
he could do, he passed over from brav
ery into foolhardiness. If we pity him,
it is that a man who might have been
so useful and put his courage to good
account, should have proved so foolish
and thrown his life away for worse than
nothing.
Bravery is one of the noble traits.
Foolhardiness is as ignoble as coward
ice, and is wicked. The world needs
bravery: it is always overstocked with
foolhardiness.— N. Y. Examiner.
A Dangerous Chinese Vessel.
The new Chinese corvette, the Ting-
Yuen, has been built at Stettin by a
German firm, but it seems to have been
constructed on thoroughly Chinese prin
ciples. One of its special features is
that every time its own guns are fired
considerable in jury is done to the vessel.
At the first discharge of one of the big
Krupp guns wi‘h which the corvette is
armed the effec produced was consid
erable. Skylights and windows were
smashed, a smoke-stack was snapped
in two, a thick iron rail on the bridge
was wrenched from its place, furniture
was shattered to pieces, “which gentle
men could put in their pockets and car
ry away with them as mementoes of the
occasion,” and an eruption of coals
from the bunkers appeared on deck.
Like Don Quixote, when he tried the
damaging power of his sword on his
helmet, it might have been supposed
that “the scratch crew from the German
navy who were aboard the Ting-Yuen
were quite content with a single exper
iment. But, having seen what the guns
could do when discharged singly, they
thought they would find it pleasant to
know what a volley was like. The ef
fect was tremendous, and very nearly
reduced the whole vessel to a condition
in which gentlemen could have put it
in their pockets and carried it away as
a memento of the occasion. Evidently
the Ting-Yuen is a formidable addition
to the imperial navy. Its owners will
always have the satisfaction of knowing
that, if it is ever taken by the French,
it will prove very dangerous to its cap
tom. — St. James' Gazette.
-♦ ■ •>- ■
Hints About Studying Languages.
Suppose the language to be acquired
is German. A faithful translation in
German of some English or American
novel should be selected. With this and
the original open before him, with a
dictionary and grammar for reference,
the student is prepared for work. A
vivid story, in which there is much ac
tion and conversation, is best suited to
the purpose. One should then proceed,
as best he can, to read the German.
Of course, at the start he will have to
refer to the English original for the
meaning of every word; and he will
have much difficulty. Until he be
comes familiar with the commonest
words and the construction of sen
tences he will have to use the diction
ary a great deal, as he will at first apt
be able to tell which rord in the original
corresponds to any particular word in
the translation, fiut after a very short
time this difficulty will cease to be con
siderable, and with the English open
before him he will proreed rapidly, and
many of the words he meets on one
page he v, ill meet again on the next,
and the chances arc that after reading
attentively a page or two he will have
learned " the meanings of a
number of words; and this
merely by repeated contact without
special effort; for he need not dwell on
(-ach sentence till he has committed all
the words to memory, but only know,
for the time,!heir meaning and read far
ther. In this way he will lie able to go
over so much ground that, without the
fatiguing effort to memorize abstractly
a certain number of words, he will in
the course of his hour’s or evening’s
work make a considerable addition to
his foreign vocabulary. Having chosen
for reading the translation in German
of an English book he will see how the
thoughts as he would think them are
rendered into the foreign language.
This will be more conducive to progress
in learning to speak the language than
would be the reading of an original
German book. Reading a novel, he
will soon become interested inthe'story;
and as he pictures in his mind the inci
dents about which he is reading, the
words will be connected with the ob
jects or actions they signify, and in this
is a great advantage over the common
method of committing isolated words to
memory, and of translating disconnect
ed sentences.— The Continent.
Monkeys.
The monkey is not a fool—certainly
not “a tool of the greatest size,” as
Christiana would say. In fables it is
often the butt of other creatures, but it
is its inquisitiveness as a rule that gets
it into trouble, not its folly. The poets
describe it as half an idiot and with
very bad intentions—“just skilled to
know the right and choose the wrong”
but I have so often myself taken ad
vantage in their wild forest state of
their generous credulity and otherwise
laudable thirst for knowledge, that I
speak as an expert when I say that
though I have harmlessly astonished
them with grains of gunpowder and
frightened a whole community out of
all gravity by painting one of their num
ber an agreeable vermilion, I never saw
anything in their behavior, sober or
drunk, composed or alarmed, that led
me to think them particularly foolish,
as compared with men. Indeed, when
undisturbed in mind the monkey has a
philosophical gravity which compels my
admiration,- although I confess the alter
nating fits of monkey frivolity and in
decorum exasperate me.
Since Father Noah squeezed the grape
And took to such behaving
As would have shamed our grandshire ape
Before the days of shaving.
If they would only sit still a little
longer and look me fairly in the eyes, I
should like to ask the monkey, baboon
or ape some questions of which the so
lutions interest me greatly. Why are
they always so sad-faced, when evident
ly the most content? And where is the
missing link? Is it true that they speak
among themselves in a lingua franca of
their own, and that under the influence
of hidden panic they can articulate?
I remember once in India, at the Al
lahabad Club, a monkey calling in a
frenzy of terror to its native attendant
by name. It had seen a cobra coming
toward it, and distinctly articulated its
master's servant’s name—and this more
than one person vouched for. Is then
the tradition correct that monkeys re
fuse to talk lest they should be made to
work?
Play at dummy like the monkeys
For fear mankind should make them Punkeys.
I should like, too, to ask then; about
the dog-faced men of Tartary and the
Soko and the Pongo, Susumete and
Eugeena, and to get at the truth about
Du Chaillu’s gorillas. But as they are,
the monkeys are impossible in conver
sation. They are too sudden, to un
foreseen in their transformations from
sense to ribaldry to be rational, too fur
tive in expression to be straightforward
in reply, too fond of scratching neigh
bors to keep to the point. What a curi
ous community of fur this is, by the
way! I know nothing like it, except
the unanimous scratching of Hindoo
fakirs.— Belgravia.
Ye Noble Savages.
Twenty-eight wild men, six wild
women and four unclad children, none
of whom had ever been out of the
mountains, were led by Major Llewel
lyn down to a station on the Santa Fe
Railroad a few daysago. When a train
boomed in the band were awed, and
whispered exclamations of “de-sa-ra
ta” (wonderful) were many times re
peated. The brawny fellows, who emp
ty-handed would face a grizzly, were
afraid to step into the cars, and the
squaws and their children crouched
behind their trembling lords. But they
were to board the train, and fiat on
their faces between the seats this re
markable band of Apaches was borne
into Santa Fe to take part in the tertio
millennial parade. No part of the pro
cession was so striking. Leonine heads
set on shapely, robust frames, with
massive shoulders and chests full and
rounded, splendidly displayed by tight
fitting buckskin costumes; sinewy
trunks and flanks of shifting muscles,
constituted the physical material for an
exhibition both graceful and unique.
The keen, strong black eyes glistened
in a setting of red, brown anti yellow,
drawn across their dusky faces in lines
and bands of original and striking de
signs. San Juan wore around his neck
a medal of Garfield. During the sec
ond day of their visit a maiden of the
band fell in love with a white exhibitor.
As he was arranging his wares his wrist
was grasped from behind and he turned
to s^e the figure of the Apache woman
vanishing in the crowd, leaving with
him a silver circlet from her own arm.
“That means,” he explained in the
evening, as he pulled hack his cuff to
show the ornament, “that I must see
her before either of us leave here. It
would be as good as my life is w’orth to
take oft' this bracelet for an hour while
I stay in Santa Fe.”— Cor. Chicago
Times.
—“Are trade-dollars taken at par?”
inquired little Rufus Bottsof his mother.
“ No, but they are taken from pa when
he goes to bed with his boots oq,”^.
Texas Siftings.
A Tough Story.
A very, very tough story, in which a
chicken, a rat, a cat, a dog and a boy
figured, was going the rounds in the
East End yesterday. The story is
vouched for by good authority, and on
this account is all the more remark
able. It is related that Mr. Sam Mc-
Curdy was sitting ’neath the shade of a
tree in the back yard of Lis residence
on Clay, near Franklin Street, talking
to some friends, when his attention was
called to a hen with a brood of young
chickens, and a large rat that had just
emerged from his hole and was quietly
regarding the young chickens with the
prospect of a meal in view. As the rat
came from his hole the house-cat awoke
from her afternoon nap and caught
sight of the rat. Crouching low, she
awaited developments, and stood pre
pared to spring upon his ratship. At
the appearance of his ancient enemy,
the cat, a Scotch terrier, which had
been sunning itself in the woodshed,
pricked up its ears and quietly made
for the place where the cat stood. At
this moment a boy named Andy Quad
came upon the scene. The chickens
were not cognizant of being watched
by the rat, nor did rat see the cat, nor
the feline the dog, who had not noticed
the coming of the boy.
A little chick wandered too nigh, and
he was seized by’ the rat, which was in
turn pounced upon by the cat, and the
cat was caught in the mouth of the
dog. The rat would not cease bis ho d
on^the chicken, and the cat, in spite of
the shaking she was getting from the
dog, did not let go the rat. It was fun
for the boy, and in high glee he watched
the contest and the struggle of each of
the victims. It seemed to him that the
rat was about to escape after a time,
and, seizing a stone, he hurled it at the
rodent. The aim was not good, and the
stone struck the dog right between the
eyes. The terrier released its grip on
the cat and fell over dead. It had
breathed its last before the cat in turn
let go the rat and turned over and died.
The rat did not long survive the enemy,
and by the side of the already dead
chicken he laid himself down and gave
up the ghost.
The owner of the dog was so angry
at his death that he is said to have come
near making the story complete by
killing the boy that killed the dog that
shook the cat that caught the rat that
bit the chicken on Clay 7 Street. — Louis
ville Courier Journal.
—Thousands of dime novels were de
stroyed in the burning of the Munro
publishing house in New York. This is
not the first time a fire has proved to be
a great purifier; but this “holacust” of
sensational literature may cause a num
ber of boys to defer for a few weeks
their trips west to exterminate the In
dians.—Norristown Herald.
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