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THE SK;TlNEr,, Established tn 1870.
Tilt: KEPUBLICAX, Established tu 188.
Independent in -All Things.
J; W. DORRINGTON, Proprietor.
YUMA, ARIZONA, SATURDAY, JANUARY 14, 1888.
Baby Ratie, three years old,
Eyes of sapphire, hair of gold;
Hushed hdr song of bahy glee,
Where she sat on grandpa's knee.
Lovely In its baby grace.
Grave and thoughtful grew her face -"While
her dimpled hands, outspread.
Softly fondled grandpa's head.
'Mong his locks, like silver spun,
In and out her fingers run.
J ""Tell me, dandpa," said the sprite,
'"How you dot you' hair so whito.
' Tis so boo'ful and so fine,
' So much pritier dan mine.
' Tell me, dandpa. what to do
To mate mine whito and pttty, too."
Grandpa laughed: "Well, I declare,
So my baby wants white hair.
Tiny, sweet, ambitious Kate,
Many years you'll have to wait;
Feel the chill of life's ckQline,
Ere your hair can be Uhe mine.
Hair like mine is bleached, sweet dear,
By the snows of nv.ny a year."
Katie slips from grandpa's knee.
Claps her hands in merry glee;
Speeds, -with pattering footsteps fleet,
Itrracghthe door into the street,
TWherc the snow is coming down,
:SoJt and silent, o'er the town.
Wondering what the sprite would do,
'Grandpa follows slowly, too.
"Loot, dear dandpa, loot!"' she cries,
Laughter beaming from'her eyes; -"Dess
you'll sec you' "baby Kate
Didn't had so long to wait
As the many years you said
vFqr the snows to white her head."
UarrltLA. Mute, in Golden Days.
""A IUCE FOR LIFE.
An I?.xcitins Adventure With Two
, Savage Wolves.
A gnntleman who spent tho winter
of 1869 in Minnesota tells the follow
ing story of a race on skates a race
fot' life. -Perhaps wc can not do bet
icr'than to give it in about his own
i had been invitedby an uncle to
.spend the fall and winter at his home
3u the Northern pari of Minnesota. My
amcle was engaged in lumberinjr, and
partly from a desire to see my friends,
:and with a view also of ascertaining
"how I should like the country, and if I
liked it and the prospect seemed fav
orable, to go into the business myself,
ns my uncle had made me a good of
fer to do so, I accepted tho in vitation.
i had finished my college course
that year, and after the long, steady
pull sit books, the life of .freedom and
wild sports that pictured itself to me.
gave :m additional impulse to my re
solve to pass the winter with them.
The family consisted of my uncle,
Aunt, three daughters, 'all grown up,'
5ind a son, a bright," strong, active boy
01 seventeen. Although, l was six
years his senipr.-L- found him as com
j)airf5nrtb"le as one of my own age.
An ardent lover of outdoor life and
sports, I cou'.d not?' have asked for a
belter guide or comrade.
"Ha. knew- every tree and .shrub in
1hc woods and its uses, the habits of
"wild game, and the best way of cook
ing it, too. He could ride, hunt and
shoot in a manner that filled me with
respectful admiration, and add to this
a frank, fearless, generous nature, a
sunny disposition that nothing seemed
lo cloud, and you have my cousin and
"Many was the. long tramp wo had
together, forgetting fatigue, cold and
hunger in the excitement of tho chase.
"There was one source of amuse
ment to which we wore both passion
ately addicted skaling; and tho num
ber of Jakes 0f. various sizes in this
States frozen b' the intense cold,
presenleiLs'jfine a field to .the lovers
of this pastimj as one could wish.
Wc were" perfectly at homo on the ice,
and spent many, hours gliding away
up some glittering lake, now turning
lo explore this or that little stream
that emptied into the larger, or ex
aminin -some track that entered the
One moonlight night I well re
member thedate, the 23d of Decem
ber "we started just at the edge of
the evening to skate up the river,
which ' glided almost directly past our
"A jujl moon rode in the clear,
cloudless sk-, where stars twinkled
and sparkled like jewels, and every
frost-covered tree, and shrub twinkled
and flashed back a greeting.;. The
broad jrive.i. gbianiing far ahead, lay
like a web of s,atin bound on cither
side by the dark forests.
"It was -very . cold, ,but we were
warmly clad, and' the brisk exercise
sent the blobd tingling to our very
finger-ends. No sound met our cars
save tho ringing of our skates, the
crackle f th'e" ice as we swiftly sped
over it; or tho crash of some over-burdened
limb in the woods.
"We had skated on almost in silence
for over two miles, wlien I proposed
returning. Frank assented, and wc
had skated back a short distance
when I happened, Jo remember that
the girls had asked us to get them
some red berries that grew 6h a
shrub in this vicinity, for Christmas,
decorating;' -','' "
"Reminding Frank of this, we de
cided it was best to get them then, as
the morrow promised to be a busy day,
and the girls would want them early
that aflernoon.to commence their dec
orating with, which they had prom
ised should, be unusffally fine with our !
"Wjs vret.tcc(l our steps about a
quarter of .a mile, and- after a -little-search-
found. the berries. Selecting
the finest --.branches sis t best we could
by the moonlight, -we soon had all we
could troiTvenlently. carry.
"In turhing;Vsr.CcidentaIly struck
my foot against-af projecting -branch,-1
and in tryingfto- save myself ftpm a'
fall, serif Tyrx.hriei'' spinning" pcrqss J
"Frank burst'" into, a loud laugh ftf
my mishap and awkwardness.
which I joined him, our voices ring
mg out loud and clear, and cchoinsr
back with startling distinctness.
was just stooping to pick up my fallen
branches, when a long, low, tremu
lous sound reached my car, ondin
a prolonged howl.
Wolves!' said Frank, at my side,
m an instant, -tiuick-. loot at j-our
ska'e, the one you struck; see if it is
all right. Wo ve "rot to skate for it
"At that moment wo hoard the snap
of twigs, as though some animal was
making its way through the woods.
"Hastily examining 1113 skate and
finding it secure, we dashed down tho
river, the trees that, lined its shores
seeming tolly pastas they do when
riding on a fast express.
"'They are after us,' said Frank.
I can t tell how many yet; I don'
dare to turn my head. Look out for
that fissure in tho ice a mile ahead
"As good a skater as I was, and I
had always been proud of my skill
that direction, Frank was a better one.
He had more than once outstripped
me in a friendly trial at speed, yet he
did not skate a foot ahead of me now.
keeping close to my side. A brave
generous, cool, clear-headed boy in
the hour of danger.
"On we went, every nerve and
muscle strained to its utmost. I could
not help thinking, as tho fierce howls
drew nearer, what if a strap should
give way, or I should trip on a stick.
or some crevice m the ice.
"Nearer and nearer they came, un
til we could hear the pattering of their
feet on the ice, and even half -minute
a yelp told us the were in eager, hot
Doing our uttermost skating for
our lives, as we knew we -vere, vet
they gained on us until wc could hear
plainly their panting breath.
' 'I think I know there are but
two,' said Frank, who still kept by my
side. When they get too close, skate
after me to the right; and then turn
back they can't turn on the smooth
'The advice did not come a second
too soon, for at that instant the wolves
sprang forward, their teeth clashing
together in a way that made my heart
" 'Now, quick!'
"I followed bim, and the wolves,
unablo lo turn on the smooth surface,
slipped and sailed far ahead.
"Frank in a few words explained to
me that wolves, by the formation of
their feet, are unable to run on ice ex
cept in a straight line, and that by
quickly turning aside whenever they
come too near, and then skating back a
few vards, wo could again turn and.
ilash directly past them. In this way
we could gain seventy-five or a hun
dred yards each turning.
'Had the danger been less great, it
would have been a laughable sight to
seethe two wolves, as we glided round
and swept past them, slipping on their
haunches and sailing onward, help
less and raging, their white fangs
gleaming, as they howled with fury
and baffled rage.
But Ave did not think of this then.
Wc understood only too well the dan
ger, if our skates failed for one in
stant, if we delayed the turn for an in
stant too long, and those gleaming
teeth clossd upon our garments even,
all was over with us.
At last, in the distance, glimmered
tho home-light. Would the brutes
follow us to the very shore opposite
the house? We could not stop to re
move our skates. Wc dare not at
tempt the bank, even directly in front
of the house, should they still bo in
" 'Sing out, Bert said Frank, as wo
drew near. We must make them
hear us. Sing out with all your
And sing out I did, although, my
breath came quick and panting.
"Fortunately, my uncle had stepped
outside tho door to speak to one of his
men. Fortunately, I say, for I doubt
I should have been left to tell this
storv but for that
"Hearing our shout they both came
forward, and one glance in the clear
moonlight revealed our situation.
" We will be with you, boys,' they
shouted, as we dashed past and in a
minute were, at the bank, armed with
two good rifles.
We turned. The wolves slipped,
fell and went onward, then regained
footing and came after us, only to re
ceive two ringing shots. O.ie fell, but
it took a second shot to stretch th o
other motionless on the ice.'
"As I looked at their "shaggy forms
and frothing mouths, I lclt that life in
the West, with its wild sports and
dangerous .adventures, was not so de
sirable a life, after all." Sadie L.
Pickard, in Golden Days. ,.
Striving to Please.
Old Lady (sharply, to boy in drug
store) I've been waitin' for some
time to. be waited on, boy.
Boy (meekly) Yes' urn; wot kin I
o f ir you?
Old Lady I want a two-cent stamp.
Roy (anxious to please) Yes'um.
Will you have it licked? N. Y. Sun.
Mother "Has Mr. Goslow of
fered himself yet?" Harriet "No.
ot yet; but I think he will soon.
Last night he said he was looking
around for a wife, and asked rne very
particularly if I thought I could earn
enough to venture to marry on."
We send 1.000.000 barrels of ap-
pies ejery year to foreign nations.
DENTISTS IN CHINA.
Uow They Puzzle and Docoivo Their Ig
"I had alwaj's supposed previous to
my arrival in China that the nativo
dentists extracted teeth simply by
means of their thumb and fore-finger,
which, by constant practice, had be
come phenomenally strong. Even aft
er I had been some years in Pekin I
found English residents there who
firmly believed this, and I myself did
until my curiosity upon tho subject
became so great that I determined to
find out the real truth of a work of
some difficulty and time. A friend I
hail with me during my investigation
at first believed that the dentists really
did extract teeth with their fingers.
The custom and modus operandi of
tho native dentists of Pekin are
as follows: The dental court is
held in a large, open square
near the center of the city. Arranged
around this squaro are rows of booths
in which the dentist openites upon the
unruly molar. For weeks and weeks
wc haunted this place, but the den
tists were always sharp enough to
prevent us making any investiga
tion into their methods. After con
siderable time had been spent in this
unsatisfactory kind of work we found
an old practitioner who, after con
siderable persuasion and the promise
of good payment consented to let us
both into the secret of Chinese den
tistrj. Even when we met by ap
pointment ho demurred, not wanting
to let the "foreign devils' know too
much. But a little gold soon over
came all omections, and under a
promise of the strictest secrecy during
our stay in the country tho old den
tist told us tho following:
No Chinaman ever extracted a
tooth with his fingers. He could not
do it and knows too much to try. Wc
never extract a tooth unless it is very
loose, and even then we use this.' and
he showed a small iron implement
about three inches long and one-half
an inch wide, with a V-shaped cut in
one end. With this concealed in our
hand we rush and pry the tooth.
meantime pretending to rub a powder
on it to loosen it. When the tooth has
been sufficiently worked, a quick mo
tion of the hand and it is out No one
ever sees this instrument and we eng
courage the belief that the lingers
alone are used in extracting the tooth.
When a person comes to see us with a
toothache, and the tooth is too firm
ly set for us lo get it out we
tell him that some devil in tho
shape of a worm has got into his tooth
and that to take the tooth out will be
dangerous, but we will take the an-
no-ing worm out and so give relief.
This is done, and when tho worm is
out the mangoes awa3' happy.'
This was all that the old man
would tell us then. After a number
of visits to the dental court I was for
tunate enough to bo present when a
woman came in to bo treated for
toothache. I carefully noted each
motion of the dentist, and judge of
my surprise when I saw him apparent-
take a living worm about as large
as a grain of rice out of tho tooth. A
visit to my first informant an old
man, elicited the following: You
are getting bad devils, just as I
said you would if you knew too much,
but a little more wickedness can not
hurt you, as you are bad devils, any
way. The worms that you thought
were taken out 01 tho woman s tooth
were not worms at all. In tho first
place no dentist has more than one or
two real live worms, and as these can
not live long except in a damp place
they arc kept in a jar of water, so that
n case any one is inclined to doubt wo
do not actually take them out of the
teeth they can bo shown as proof.
What wo reallv do is to take an instru
ment like this (and he showed us a
long double-headed steel instrument
with a little spoon-shaped bowl at each
end). Into one end of this instrument !
we place a piece of pith, so made as to
exactly resemble a worm. This end
we hold concealed in our hand. With
the other end wc push and scrape
around the aching tooth, meanwhile
sprinkling a littlo powder in the mouth
and in the tooth. After a few mo
ments we quickly turn the instrument
around, bringing the end having the
pith worm concealed in it into the pa
tient s mouth, and there we have the
From other sources I learned that
falso teeth are known to some extent,
but they are usually made of wood or
metal and fastened into place by
means ot little clamps fixed around
the remaining teeth." K Y. Tele
An author, whose name is with
held, offers 81, 000 reward for the re
turn of the manuscript of a novel lost
in the streets yesterday. That author
evidently has a great deal of confidence
in the novel, but perhaps if he had
shown it to a publisher before losing it
he would not offer so large-a rewarufor
Is return. N.Y. Camlnercial Adver
-I have sometimes thought that we
can not know- any man thoroughly
well while ho is in perfect health... As
the ebb tide discloses the real lines of
the shore and the bed of the sea, so
feebleness, sickness and pain bring
out the real character of a man. Oar
field. - -" ' -;.r
A subscriber for IhoTuoclo (Miss.)
Journal wrift "sto'thlat'papertoinqufre
whether there are any "mule-footed"
hogs in Lee County. He says there
was formerly a breed in the county
lhat bore that name, because they had
unsplit hoofs like' mules.
DUTIES OF CITIZENS.
Why Public Obligations Should be Din
charged Faithfully and Cheerfully.
Periodically the officers of courts
complain of the disposition of men ol
business, wealth and standing in the
community to shirk jury duty, and of
the expedients of evasion and escape
to which somo of them resort going
so far "even as to subject themselves to
the liability of being proceeded against
for contempt of court In view of tho
importance of having only "good men
and true on our grand juries and our
petit juries, and of the vital issues that
are often involved in their indictments
and verdicts, including property in
terests and tho guilt or innocence of
persons charged with crimes and mis
demeanors, it is rcmarkablo that any
citizen fit for such honorable duty
should bo unwilling to take his turn
when drawn as a juryman
The efficient administration of jus
tico depends in great part upon the
character of our juries, and tho courts
should not be embarrassed or sub
jected to needless trouble or delay by
efforts of good citizens to evade such
service. The turn of each individual
citizen to act as juryman comes only
once in a great while not more than
once or twice in a lifetime, perhaps
and the term of service is generally
so brief that even the busiest of men
can afford the time, if they only
choose to think so. At all events, in
order to do each his duo share as a
member of the community toward in
suring and maintaining justice and
protecting the interests of society,
every good citizen should be willing to
give a portion of his time to this
class of public duties occasionally,
even though it bo at some individual
sacrifice. It should bo deemed a priv
ilegc rather than a hardship; for if the
good cilizons shirk such service the
probability is that bad citizens will bo
found who will be only too eager of
the opportunity, and we all know what
the consequences would bo conse
quences that the better class of peoplo
are directly interested 111 preventing.
There is something almost inexpli
cable in the reluctance with which
some otherwise reasonable men con
sent to perform public duty, however
brief the time required. They shrink
from jury duty, from political duty, or
from any other duty that calls them
out of their offices, stores, factories or
shops for a few hours each year
each decado of years, as if they owed
nothing to tho community but every
thing to themselves. This is not
good citizenship it is equal to bad
citizenship. It indicates a lack of pa
triotism and of public spit it It indi
cates a degree of indifference to the
interests of the public and of society
that is only a degree short of treason.
Every citizen of a free country that
is ruled by law and 111 which so much
depends upon the disposition of citi
zens to conform to the requirements of
the law and to co-onerate with those
who are intrusted with its administra
tion. should be prompt to respond
to the call of public duty at all times.
He should be willing to servo as a del
egate to a convention, as an officer at
elections, at inquests, on juries, whon-i
ever called upon to do so. It is his
duty to do it a duty which, if he re
fuses to perform, and will in all prob
ability be performed by one who i!
less competent or less faithful. Thai
' disposition which causes men. toi
1 shrink from and to evado this c'.iss
of public duties is not commendable
' or creditable. It is a sign of weak
; ncss on the part of tho shirker, and an
element not only of weakness but of
danger to tho community. Each and'
all of us owe something owe much,
if not every thing to the State, to
I society, and to tho maintenance of
' justice and tho common welfare, and
I tho better element of the population
can not atlord to givo over the
work .'of administering justico and
carrying out the forms of
law aud government to the disreputa
ble and the untrustworthy, no more
than any of us who have a proper re
gard for their individual interests can
afford to transfer our homes or our
private business to other hands. In
brief, every man should bear in mind
that as a faithful citizen, he has pub
lic duties and obligations to discharge
as well as his private interests to look
after, and that those public concerns,
being closely related to his private in
terests, can no more bo neglected
without serious consequences, sooner
or later, than his private affairs can
bo left to take care of themselves.
With ill-concealed emotion ho took
ihe thin, worn hand in his and drew it
gently toward him. Life at this mo
ment would seem to him tho intensity of
bitterness. The past, with its struggle
for existence, tho present and its deso
lation, the future shrouded in uncer
tainty, all came before him as in a
dream. A strange mist gathered before
his eyes.- He gasped, leaned heavily
forward, and in a quivering and husky
accent he oxclaimcd: "I'll pass!"
Sylvester had caught a bobtail-flush
and, seventeen cents wcrc'swept to the
other side of the table. Drift.
The Japanese women of Osaka
aavo formed a "Ladies' Christian As
sociation," and at a recent meeting in
tho Y. M. C A. Hall, in.that place, an
audience composed -of ladies only is
said to have numbered over 1.000.
He (tenderly) "Yes; when it's
done again, you must r really see tho
Blondin donkey.'"" Slie (Mncerely)
"I will. I'll look out for it, and, when
1 lo see it, 1 will think of jouV'Z-Lon-d?n
PITH AND POINT.
Sa-isage time is approaching and
little Fido instinctively hun s the
corners and dark places. Columbus
--'Is this the mail car?" asked a
passenger. "Yes, sir," replied the
humorous conductor; "this is the
smoker. " Yonkers Statesman.
It was a tender-hearted Chicago
girl who recently put vaseline on some
potatoes that had been exposed to and
peeled by the sun. Fuck.
When 3-011 read that a millionaire
works harder than any of his clerks
please to remember that he also gets
more pa-. Philadelphia Call.
Miss Pittsburgh "Do 3-011 believe
in marriage. Miss Chicago?" Miss
Chicago "Why, cert! How else could
wc ever have any divorcc3?" Tid-
A Burlington girl says there is no
truth in the saying, "Like father, like
son." She says she likes the son first-
rate, but she can t bear the father.
The bee, though it finds every rose
has a thorn, comes back loaded with
honey from his rambles, and why
should not other tourists do the same?
D-illard "Do you know women
love to see themselves in print?"
Brightly "They ought to bo encour
aged, 1113- 1)03'; it's a heap cheaper
than silk." Lowell Citizen.
It is the easiest thing in the world
to be a philosopher. All you have to
do is to utter truths you don't believe
and can't make other people believe,
Raw onions are now eaten to cure
insomnia. Where it fails to cure hus
band or wife, it will at least keep the
other awake for company and that's
somo consolation. Detroit Free Press.
Neither Very Sensible
The man who does not advertise
Displays as much good sense
As the man who dons his Sunday pants
To climb a barb-wire fence.
Banish sobriety, temperance and
purity, and you tear up tho founda
tions of all public order, and all do
mestic quiet, and leave nothing re
spectable in human character. Carl
Pretzel's Stmday National.
Timid Tourist "Say, Cap'n, this
boat seems very shaky; was an3bod
ever lost in her?"' Boat-Man "Not
ter my knowledge. There was three
men drowned from her last Thursday,
but wc found them all the next high
A Correct Version ot the Origin of This
Did you know that this familiar
phrase "Hobson's Choice," preserves
the memory of a very good and useful
Thomas Hobson was born in 1544;
he was for sixty 3-ears a carrier be
tween London and Cambridge, con-
vc3'ing to and from the university, let
ters and packages; also passengers.
In addition to his express business, he
had a livery stable and let horses to
the univcrsit- students. He made it a
rule that all tho horses should have,
according to their ability, a proper di
vision of work and rest. They were
taken out in regular order, as they
stood, beginning with the one nearest
the door. No choice was allowed, and
if an3' man refused to take the animal
issigned him ho might go without any.
That or none. Hence the phrase
In tho spring of 1630, tho plague
broke out in England. The colleges
of Cambridge wore closed, and among
the precautions taken bv the authori
ties to avoid infection, Hobson was
forbidden to go to London.
Ho died in January, 1631, partly, it
is said, from anxiety and fretting at
his enforced leisure. Hobson was
one of the wealthiest citizens of Cam
bridge, and did much for the benefit
of the city, to which he left scversil
legacies. His death called forth many
poems from members of the univer
sity, oflicers and students, among
them two by the poet Millon, when a
student at Christ's College. Wide
HOW CESAR GOT AHEAD.
A Voracious Yarn Spun by an Ex-Con-
It was an ex-Confederato soldier at
Sheffield, Ala., who was giving some
of his experiences at the battle of Fort
Donelson. He was an officer and had
3'oung colored man for his cook.
When the Confederates, or the great
bulk of them, decided, after a hot
fight, to withdraw from tho fort, the
Captain looked around for his servant
but tho negro was nowhere to be seen.
Tho officer mounted a log and called
out in loud tones for his servant and
pretty soon was answered, but in such
faint tones that he could not for awhile
locate the cook. Cajsar finally made
it plain that ho was in the log under
the officer's feet and was ordered to
Can't do it!" he shouted in reply.
But 3'ou must. The fight is all
But I can't dar's fo' whito men in
dis log behind me!"
And' when the officer investigated he
found 'that such was the fact They
crawfished out, one after another, each
having an excuse to urge, and finally
the darky appeared. The officer was
about to open on him, 'bul Cajsar jn-o-tested:
Doan'- say one word! Dis ar' "de
fust time I eber got ahead of ,a white
man,' an' it's gwino to be de werrv
last! De nex' font wc' hev Izo gwino
to let'do white man hpv de hull log to
hisself, an' I'll look fur a hole in de
ground!" Detroit Free Press.
FOR OUR YOUNG- FOLKS.
A BOY TO TRUST IN.
She stood at the crowded crossing,
A woman crippled and old,
Whose thin and faded garments
A pitiful story told.
On her arm a basket of apples
That no one cared to buy.
" I must sell 'em or go hungry,"
She thought, with a weary sigh.
" Maybe if Td cross over
I'd have better luck," she said;
But the crowded street before her
Filled her with thought of dread.
" 'Tain't safe for a poor Old cripple,"
She said, with another sigh,
" But I've got to take my apples
Where somebody wants to buy."
She paused by the curbstone, fearing
To trust herself in the tide
Of life that was coming and going.
" Deary me, it seems so wide,
An' so many horses an wagons,
I know Til get scartl" she said.
" An' if I got hurt" with a shiver
" I'd a good deal better be doad."
" See that apple-woman. Tommy;
She's afraid to cross the street,"
Cried a boy who was going schoolward
To a friend he chanced to meet.
" She'U get scared and drop her basket,
And there'll be no end of fun.
Hurry up, hurry up, old woman;
Grab your apple cart and runt"
"Hush," said the other, sternly.
And went to the woman's side,
" If you want to cross, I'll help you.
If you'll trust me for a guide.
Let me carry your basket for you;
Don't fear, but keep close to me,
And you'll soon be over safely,"
He told her cheerily.
With somo one to guide her footsteps.
The crossing was quickly made.
' I knew I could trust you," she told him.
" So I didn't get afraid.
God bless you for your kindness
To a poor old thing like me.
If I knew your mother, I'd tell her
How proud she ought to be."
I fancy that this lad's mother
Must know of his kindly deeds.
And is glad that the boy she loves so
Takes thought of others' needs.
Such boys are the ones to trust in
For the men that must be had,
For the father of the true man
Is the true and manly lad.
Ebtn E. Itexfori, in Goldtn Day.
How the Uttlo Gray Children Fooled
Tli el r Mamma.
Papa Gray was going to have a fence
built around the back yard, and Jothani
was digging the post-holes.
The children were looking on, and
helping what they could, which wasn't
a great deal perhaps.
"They have to have a finger apiece
in every pie," laughed Jotham, good
naturedly. "We're going to bring the posts to
you," said Robin. "We'll hitch a rope
on, you know, and haul 'em out one to
a time, just like horses. There'll be
four horses, and Mamie is going to
team us. Won't that be fun? Want
one now, Jotham?"
"Ye-es, I guess so; might's well,"
said Jotham. So away pranced the
team, Richie and Robin and Sadie and
Beth, with Mamie's short little legs
flying in the rear; and they were back
again, dragging the light cedar post
before Jotham ever thought of such a
"Why, you're dretful smart!" said
he. "I guess I'll have to hustle
"S'pose we'll get 'em all set to-day?"
asked Robin, with such a grown-up air
that Jotham laughed in spite of him
self. "Well, I don't see any thing to
hender," said he, "with such help as
But you never can tell what will hap
pen. Before Jotham had the first posj;
fairly set papa wanted him to help
about something at the store, and of
course that fun was over. J
"It's always just that way," pouted
"But we can do something else,"
said Beth, cheerily. Then all of a sud
den she gave a hop, skip and a gleeful
laugh. "Oh, I'll tell you," cried she.
Let's ! Will you?"
"Yes, ma'am-rce!" said Robin.
"Come on!" and away they went
It was about half an hour after that
Mrs. Trimble, the next neighbor, ran
across the garden into Mamma Gray's
"Mrs. Gray," she said, "there'sbeen
a woman standing out in your back
yard for the last ten minutes, stock-
still as a post."
Mamma smiled. Mrs. Trimble was
something of a gossip. But she looked
out of the kitchen window, all the
same, and true enough, there stood a
little old woman in a shabby black
.dress and a shabbier gray shawl, and a
bonnet with the veil over her face.
"There, now!" said Mrs. Trimble.
"Who do you s'pose 'tis?"
"Fm sure I don't know," said mam
ma. "She may be a crazy person. I
.must see where the children are. Poor
thing! perhaps I'd better take out a
lunch to her, and ask her to go
"I would," said Mrs. Trimble.
So mamma heaped a plate with a
luncheon fit for a queen and went out
Mrs. Trimble went, too.
The strange woman stood very still.
She did not stir, even when Mrs. Trim
ble cleared her throat with a loud
"It's the queerest thing I ever heard
of," said mamma, going closer every
minute; "she must be deaf or crazy.
She why why, Mrs. Trimble, it isn't
Then up from each one of tho five
nearest post-holes popped a head.
"Oh! ho! ho!"
"It's a post-woman, mamma!"
"Oh, didn't we fool you?" .
"Didn't we though, mamma?"
"I should say you 'did," said Mrs.
Trimbles trying hard to frown, bnt not
succeeding very well- "The 1st of
April doesn't come till next year, chil
dren." 'An(l to think -I idjdrrY know grand
ma's old bombazine dress and bonnet,
as many times as I've seen them," said
mamma, laughing until the tears ran
out of her e3-es. "Well, well!"
And then she gave that nice lunch to
the children, who ate it without offer
ing the poor post-woman so much a3 a
You never heard any one laugh as
Jotham did when they told him about it
"If you ain't the beata'most!" said
he. "Ho! ho! ho!" Youth's Companion.
Formidable Creatures That Captnre Birds
A great many plants, animals and
insects which we are familiar with in
our more temperate climate attain
much larger size in the hot tropical
regions of the globe, and none, per
haps, are more remarkable in this re
spect than the different classes of spi
ders. You have been told of the huge,
black, hairy-legged tarantula, with his
great, staring, bead-like eyes, and
long, cruel forceps, or nippers, who
lurks in dark corners, and stows him
self in the toes of your boots and othei
unexpected places; but as a general
rule, he can be avoided, and the web
he spins interferes but little with any
one. But there are other spiders,
equally large and quite as formidable,
that spread their nets across roads and
paths, much to the occasional discom
fort of unwary horsemen, or sh"
sighted folk on foot
Up in the mountains of Ceylon
India there is a fellow of this kind '
spins a web like bright yellow silk, 1 i
central net of which is five feet i:
ameter, while the supporting linef
guys, as they are called, measure son
times ten or twelve feet longf
riding quick in the early morning,
may dash right into it the stout thr
twining round your face like a
veil; while as the creature who
woven it takes up his position ii
middle, he generally catches you 1
on the nose, and, though he sehi ra
bites or stings, the contact of his large
body and long legs is anything but
pleasant If you do forget yourself
and try to catch him, bite he will, and
though not venomous, as his jaws are
as powerful as a bird's beak, you are
not likely to forget the encounter.
The bodies of these spiders are very
handsomely decorated, being bright
gold or scarlet underneath, while the
upper part is covered with the most
delicate slate-colored fur. So strong
are the webs that birds the size of larks
are frequently caught therein, and
even the small but powerful scaly
lizard falls a victim. Often have I
plunged into their fold when out col
lecting plants in the dim light of a
tropical forest ami often have I sat
and watched the yellow or scarlet mon
ster, measuring when waiting for his
prey with his legs stretched out fully
six inches, striding across the middle
of the net, and noted the rapid manner
in which he winds his stout threads
around the unfortunate captive. ..He
usually throws the coils about the head
till the wretched victim is first blinded
and then choked.
In many unfrequented dark nooks
of the jungle you come .across almost
perfect skeletons of small birds, caught
ill these terrible snares," tho strong
folds -of which 'prevent the delicate
bones .from falling, to the ground after
the .wind and weather have dispersed
the'fiesh and "feathers, for the spider
Seldom makes more than one meaLafter
which he spins another web for fresh
victims. Little Folks.
All roots have little mouths in the
fine fibres among their branches, where
the food of the plant is taken in. They
are so small that you could not see
them with the naked eye. The more
there are the more likely the plant is
These little months drink up a fluid
from the ground, that goes to nourish
every leaf and flower. Yes, and all
the fruit you eat And they choose
just what they want too. The apple
tree mouths know just what will make
apples, and the strawberry mouths just
what will make strawberries.
We sometimes make mistakes about
what we should eat, but the plants
never do. There are so many different
things in the ground for the plants to
cat that they can all be supplied, ar s
yet grow side by side. Isn't it won
derful? Some flowers will only grow
in the swamps; they would not grow
in any other gronnd, because the little
mouths in the roots could not find tfcs
right, kind of food there. Jrs. Cr'. Ealt,
in Our Little Ones.
Young Journalist (to old editor)
Successful writing, I should think, is
quite a science. Editor Nq, I dqn't
think so. Quite easy, it strikes me.
All you've got to do is to find but what
the people want and then write it"
Journalist You encourage me, . but
say, how is a man to find out Avhat the
people want? Editor 1 11 be hanged
if I know." Arkansaw Traveler?
Mrs. Pompano ftime. 2 a. m.1 Is
that you, Adolphus? Pompano Yes
my dear. Mrs. Pompano (alarmed)
What makes you act so-Istfangely?
Pompano (with dignity)-I-flssure!yon,
my dear, I have not touched drop, to
night I am perfectly sober. Mrs.
Pompano Oh, I see'.I knew'somethlng
was the matter. PhUadelphiaiCallS
-Old Lady (very much shocked)
"Little boys, what are you playing
'Shinny' for on the batibath..day?"
Little Boys "We're playing wr a'
cents a game. r-Ltje.