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Not many years ago there lived on a
stony, barren New England farm a
man and his wife. They were sober,
^ honest people, working hard from early
morning until dark to enable them to
secure a scanty living from their poor
land.
Their house, a small one-storied
building, stood upon the side of a steep
hill, and the stones lay so thickly
about It that scarcely anything could
grow from the ground. At the foot
of the hill, a quarter of a mile from
the house by the winding path, was a
small brook, and the woman was
obliged to go there for water and to
carry it up the hill to the house. This
was a tedious task, and with the other
hard work that fell to her share had
made her gaunt and bent and lean.
jP Yet she never complained, but meekly
and faithfully performed her duties,
doing housework, carrying the water
and helping her husband hoe the
scanty crop that grew upon the beet
part of their land.
One day as she walked down the
path to the brook, her big shoes scatterlng
the pebbles right and left, she
noticed a large beetle lying upon its
back and struggling helplessly to turn.
The woman stopped and set him upon
his feet, and then, as she stooped over
the tiny creature she heard a small
1 voice say:
"Oh, thank you! Thank you so much
for saving me!"
Half frightened at hearing a beetle
speak in her own language, the woman
started back and exclaimed:
"La, sake*! Surely you can't talk
like humans!" Then, recovering from
her alarm, she again bent over the
beetle, who answered her:
"Why shouldn't I talk, if I have anything
to say?"
" 'Cause you're a bug," replied the
,? woman.
"That Is true; and you saved my life
?saved me from my enemies, the sparrows.
And this is the second time
you have come to my assistance, so I
u owe you a debt of gratitude. Bugs
value their lives as much as human
beings, and I am a more important
creature than you, In your Ignorance,
may suppose. But tell me, why do you
come each day to the brook?"
"For water," she answered, staring
stupidly down at the talking beetle.
# "Isn't it hard work?" the creature
inquired.
"Yes; but there's no water on the
hill," said she.
"Then dig a well and put a pump in
it," replied the beetle.
? She shook her head.
"My man tried it once; but there
was no water," she said sadly.
"Try it again," commanded the beetle;
"and in return for your kindness
to me I will make this promise: If you
do not get water from the well you
will get that which is more precious
to you. I must go now. Don't forget.
Dig a well."
And then, without pausing to say
good-bye, it ran swiftly away and was
lost among the stones.
The woman returned to the house,
much perplexed by what the beetle had
said, and when her husband came in
from his work she told him the whole
story.
The poor man thought for a time, and
then declared:
"Wife, there may be truth in what
the bug told you. There must be magic
- in the world, yet if a beetle can speak
and if there be such a thing as magic
we may get water from the well. The
pump I bought to use in the well which
proved to be dry is now lying in the
barn, and the only expense in followa
ing the talking bug's advice will be
the labor of digging the hole. Labor
I am used to; so I will dig the well."
The next day he set about it, and
dug so far down in the ground that he
could hardly reach the top to climb out
aKain: but not a drop of water was
found.
^ "Perhaps you did not dig deep
V enough," his wife said, when he told
W her of his failure.
f So the following day he made a long
ludder which he put into the hole, and
^ then he dug, and dug, and dug. until
the top of the ladder barely reached
the top of the hole. But still there was
no water.
When the woman next went to the
brook with her pail she saw the l>eetle
sitting on a stone beside her path. So
^ she stopped and said:
"My husband has dug the well; but
there is no water."
"Did he put the pump in the well?"
asked the beetle.
"No," she answered.
"Then, do as I commanded; put in
the pump, and if you do not get water
I promise you something still more
preciousl"
Saying which, the beetle swiftly slid
from the stone and disappeared. The
woman went back to the house and
told her husband what the bug had
said:
"Well," replied the simple fellow,
"there can be no harm in trying."
^ So he got the pump from the barn
and placed it in the well, and then he
took hold of the handle and began to
pump, while his wife stood by to watch
what would happen.
# No water came, but after a few moments
a gold piece dropped from the
spout of the pump, and then another,
and another, until several handfuls ol
gold lay in a little heap on the ground.
The man stopped pumping then and
ran to help his wife gather the gold
pieces in her apron; but their hands
trembled so through excitement and
joy that they could scarcely pick up
the s|>arkling coins.
At last she gathered them close to
^ her bosom and together they ran to the
house, where they emptied the precious
gold upon the table and counted the
pieces.
They were stamped with the design
- of the United States mint and were
worth $5 each. Some were worn and
somewhat discolored from use, while
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they had not been much handled.
When the value of the pieces was added
together they were found to be
worth >300.
Suddenly the woman spoke.
"Husband, the beetle spoke truly,
when he declared we should get somethin?
more precious than the water
from the well. But run at once and
take away the handle from the pump
lest any one should pass this way and
discover our secret."
So the man ran to the pump and removed
the handle, which he carried to
the house and hid under the bed.
They hardly slept a wink that night,
lying awake to think of their good
fortune and what they should do with
their store of yellow gold. In all their
former lives they had never possessed
more than a few dollars at a time, and
now the cracked teapot was nearly full
of gold coins.
The following day was Sunday, and
they arose early and ran to see If their
treasure was safe. There it lay, heaped
snugly within the teapot, and they
were so willing to feast their eyes upon
It that it was long before the man
could leave It to build the fire for the
woman to cook breakfast.
While they ate their simple meal the
woman said:
"We will go to church today and return
thanks for the riches that have
come to us so suddenly. And I will
give the pastor one of the gold pieces."
"It is well enough to go to church,"
replied the husband, "and also to return
thanks. But in the night I decided
how we will spend all our money:
so there will be none left for the
pastor."
"We can pump more," said the woman.
"Perhaps, and perhaps not," he answered
cautiously. "What we have we
can depend upon, but whether or not
there be more in the well I cannot
say."
"Then go and find out," she returned,
"for I am anxious to give something
to the pastor, who Is a poor man
and deserving."
So the man got the pump handle
from beneath the bed, and going to the
pump fitted it in place. Then he set
a large wooden bucket under the spout
and began to pump. To their joy the
gold pieces soon began flowing Into the
pail, and seeing it about to run over
the brim the *oman brought another
pail. But now the stream suddenly
stopped, and the man said cheerfully
to his wife:
"That is enough for today, good
wife! We have added greatly to our
treasure, and the parson shall have his
gold piece. Indeed, I think I shall also
put coin into the contribution box."
Then, because the teapot would hold
no more gold, the "armer emptied the
pail into the woodbox, covering the
money with dried leaves and twigs
that no one might suspect what lay
underneath.
Afterward they dressed themselves
in their best clothing and started for
the church, each taking a bright gold
piece from the teapot as a gift to the
pastor.
Over the hill and down into the valley
beyond they walked, feeling so gay
and light-hearted that they did not
mind the distance at all. At last they
came to the little country church and
entered just as services began.
Being proud of their wealth and of
the gifts they had brought for the
pastor, they could scarcely wait for the
moment when the deacon passed the
contribution box. Bui at last the time
came, and the farmer held his hand
high over the box and dropped the gold
piece so that all the congregation
could see what he had given. The woman
did likewise, feeling important and
happy at being able to give the good
parson so much.
The parson, watching from the pulpit,
saw the gold drop into the box and
could hardly believe that his eyes did
not deceive him. However, when the
box was laid on his desk there were the
two gold pieces, and he was so surprised
that he nearly forgot his sermon.
When the people were leaving the
church at the close of the services the
good man stopped the farmer and his
wife and asked:
"Where did you get so much gold?"
The woman gladly told him how she
had rescued the beetle, and how, in
return, they had l>een rewarded with
wnmlerfiil itnmii. The oastor lis
tened to It all gravely, and when the
story was finished he said:
"According to tradition strange
things happened in this world ages ago
and now I find that strange things may
also happen today. For by your tale
you have found a beetle that can speak
and also has power to bestow upon you
great wealth." Then he looked carefully
at the gold pieces and continued:
"Either this money is fairy gold or it
Is genuine metal, stamped at the mint
of the United States government. If
it Is real money, then your beetle must
have robbed some one of the gold and
placed it in your well. For all money
belongs to some one, and if you have
not earned it honestly, but have come
by it in the mysterious way you mention,
it was surely taken from the persons
who owned it without their consent.
Where else could real money
. come from?"
The farmer and his wife were confused
by this statement and looked
i guiltily at each other, for they were
honest i?eople and wished to wrong no
i one.
"Then you think the beetle stole the
i money?" asked the woman.
"By his magic powers he probably
i took it from its rightful owners. Even
? bugs which can speak have no coni
sciences and cannot tell the difference
' between right and wrong. With a desire
to reward you for your kindness
i the l>eetle took from its lawful pos>
sessors the money you pumped from
I the well."
"Perhaps it really is fairy gold," suggested
the man. "If so, we must go to
the town and spend the money before
It .disappears."
"That would be wrong," answered
the pastor, "for then the merchants
would have neither money nor goods.
To give them fairy gold would be to
rob them."
"What, then, shall we do?" asked the
poor woman, wringing her hands with
grief and disappointment.
"Go home and wait until tomorrow.
If the gold is then In your possession
It is real money and not fairy gold.
But if it is real money you must try
to restore it to its rightful owners.
Take, also, these pieces which- you
have given me, for I cannot accept gold
that is not honestly come by."
Sadly the poor people returned to
their home, being greatly disturbed by
what they had heard. Another sleepless
night was passed, and on Monday
morning they rose at daylight and
ran to see if the gold was still visible.
"It Is real money after all!" cried the
man, "for not a single piece has disappeared."
When the woman went to the brook
that day she looked for the beetle, and
sure enough, there he sat on the flat
stone.
"Are you happy now?" asked the
beetle as the woman paused before
him.
"We are very unhappy," she answered;
"for although you have given us
much gold our good parson says It
surely belongs to some one else and
was stolen by you to reward us."
"Your parson may be a good man,"
returned the beetle with some indignation,
"but he certainly is not overwise.
Nevertheless if you do not want the
gold I can take it from you as easily
as I gave it."
"But we do want it!" cried the woman
fearfully. "That is.^lhe added,
"if it is honestly come by."
"It is not stolen," replied the beetle
sulkily, "and now belongs to no one
but yourselves. When you saved my
life I thought how I might reward
you, and knowing you to be poor I decided
gold would make you happier
than anything else.
"You must know," he continued,
"that although I appear so small and
insignificant I am really king of all insects,
and my people obey my slightest
wish. Living as they do close to
the ground, the insects often come
across gold and other pieces of money
which have been lost by men and have
fallen into cracks, and crevices or become
covered with earth or hidden by
grass or weeds. Whenever my people
find money In this way they report the
fact to me; but I have always let it
lie, because it could be of no possible
use to an insect.
"However, when I decided to give
you gold I knew just where to obtain
it without robbing any of j jr fellow
creatures. Thousands of insects were
at once sent by me In every direction
to bring the pieces of lost gold to this
hill. It cost my people several days
of hard labor, as you may suppose,
but by the time your husband had
finished the well the gold began to
arrive from all parts of the country,
and during the night my subjects
dumped it into the well. So you may
use It with a clear conscience, knowing
that you wrong no one.
This explanation delighted the woman,
and when she returned to the
house and reported to" her husband
what the beetle had said he was also
overjoyed.
So they at once took a number of
the gold pieces and went to the town
to purchase provisions and clothing
and many things of which they had
long stood.in need; but so proud were
they of their newly acquired wealth
that they took no pains to conceal it.
They wanted everyone to know they
had money, and so it was no wonder
that when some of the wicked men in
the village saw the gold they, longed
to possess It themselves.
"If they spend this money so freely,"
whispered one to another, "there
must be a great store of gold at their
home."
"That is true," was the answer. "Let
us hasten there and ransack the house
before they return."
So they left the village and hurried
away to the farm on the hill, where
they broke down the door and turned
everything topsy-turvy until they had
discovered the gold in the wood box
and the teapot. It did not take them
long to make this into bundles, which
they slung upon their backs and carried
off, and it was probably because
they were in a great hurry that they
did not stop to put the house in order
again.
Presently the good woman and her
husband came up the hill from the
village with their arms full of bundles
and followed by a crowd of small boys
who had been hired to help carry the
purchases. Then followed others,
youngsters and country louts, attracted
by the wealth and prodigality of
the pair, who from simple curiosity
trailed along behind like the tail of a
comet and helped swell the concourse
into a triumphal procession. Last
of all came Gugglns, the shop-keeper,
carrying with much tenderness a new
silk dress which was to be paid for
when they reached the house, all the
money they had taken to the village
having been lavishly expended.
The farmer who had formerly been
a modest man, was now so swelled
with pride that he tipped the rim of
his hat over his left ear and smoked
a big cigar that was fast making him
ill. His wife strutted along beside
him like a peacock, enjoying to the
full the homage and respect her wealth
had won from those who formerly
deigned not to notice her and glancing
from time to time at the admiring
procession in the rear.
But, alas for their new-born pride! j
When they reached the rarmnouse
they found their door broken in, the
furniture strewn in all directions and
their treasure stolen to the very last
gold piece. '
The crowd grinned and made slighting
remarks of personal nature, and
Guggins, the shopkeeper, demanded
in a loud voice the money for the silk
dress he had brought.
Then the woman whispered to her
husband to run and pump some more
gold while she kept the crowd quiet,
and he obeyed quickly. But after a
few moments he returned with a white
face to tell her the pump was dry, and
not a gold piece could now be coaxed
from the spout.
The procession marched back to the
village laughing and jeering at the
farmer and his wife, who. had pretend
ed to be so rich; and some of the
boys were naughty enough to throw
stones at the house from the top of
the hill. Mr. Guggins carried away
his dress after severely scolding the
woman for deceiving him, and when
the couple at last found themselves
alone their pride had turned to humiliation
and their joy to bitter grief.
Just before sundown the woman
dried her eyes and, having resumed
her ordinary attire, went to the brook
for water. When she came to the flat
stone she saw the King Beetle sitting
upon it.
"The well Is dry," she cried out
angrily.
"Yes," answered the beetle, calmly,
"you have pumped from It all the
gold my people could find."
"But we are now ruined," said the
woman, sitting down in the path and
beginning to weep; "for the robbers
have stolen from us every penny we
possessed."
"I'm sorry," returned the beetle,
"but It Is your own fault. Had you
not made so great a show of your
wealth no one would have suspected
you possessed a treasure or thought
to rob you. As It Is, you have merely
lost the gold which others have
lost before you. It will probably be
lost many times before the world
[comes to an end."
"But what are we to do now?" she
asked.
"What did you do before I gave you
the money?"
"We worked from morning till
night," said she.
"Then work still remains for you,"
remarked the beetle, composedly; "no
one will ever try to rob you of that,
you may be sure!" And he slid from
the stone and disappeared for the
last time.
This story should teach us to accept
good fortune with humble hearts
and use it with moderation. For, had
the farmer and his wife resisted the
temptation to display their wealth
ostentatiously they might have retained
It to this very day.?New York
Sun.
THE EARTH'S TWO POLES.
How Amundsen's Trip Completes Our
Knowledge of the Globe.
The earliest discovery of the North
or South Pole is the one aspect of Arctic
discovery which attracts and interests
the public.
But each polar expedition . has its
larger place in extending the field of
geographical knowledge. Capt. Amundsen's
exhibition establishes the fact,
already known In general terms, that
while the North Pole Is ocean, the
South Pole is a mass of land large
enough to constitute a small continent,
if it were In a more favorable region
and more accessible.
The North Pole represents part of
the low waste of marsh land and water
which fills northern Siberia, extends
over the shallows to the north
of it, deepening as it goes and gradually
making the broad shallow basin
whose shores are the northern coast
of Siberia and the northern coast of
Canada, half of it sprinkled with islands
of low level and without mountains
until the plateau of northern
Greenland is reached and the volcanic
or?i ?rhir-h cives the world Iceland.
Spltzbergen and the mountains of
Lapland and Norway. The sea between
these low coasts is, like them, of
no great depth, swept by the great
current which passes through Behring
straits and down Baffin's bay and
along the east coast of Greenland, a
shallow stretch of strange water, most
of which has not been explored.
The South Pole, on the other hand,
is a land area considerably larger than
Australia, ice-begirt, a great plateau
whose surface is 10,000 to 11,000 feet
high, with mountain ranges crossing
it. All this is doubtless part of that
upturn which passes down the Andes,
crosses "Antarctica," the Antarctic
continent and* goes directly on along a
great circle, up the east Asian coast
by way of Sumatra in the great system
of volcanic action perpetually
breaking into active volcanoes which
had lifted Borneo, the Philippine islands,
Japan and extreme East Siberia.
These mountains and volcanoes are
l>art of a great fissure in the earth's
crust, which returns into itself by way
of the Antarctic continent. It starts
in the volcanoes of the Aleutian islands
and Alaska, coming down in a
vast curve along our eastern coast and
the Andes, reappearing In Antarctica,
finding its way up the islands that
fringe the east coast of Asia and returning
to itt original beginning, where
our far-flung flag looks out from the
last of the Aleutian Islands. This great
girdle of fire, dotted with volcanoes,
rings about the Pacific.
The North Pole Is, on the other hand,
under waters which are part of the Atlantic
ocean, whose shores either in
south or north Atlantic areas have
few volcanoes, display in general the
low sloping lino of our own roast and
that of South America, with a large
part of West Africa, a tyne represented
in the northern coasts of both
America and .Siberia.
The great return and result of
Capt. Amundsen's trip, therefore, is
that it completes our general knowledge
of the globe and leaves us aware
that its two oceans and the continents
between them are themselves part of
a great world building which rings one
ocean and fringes two continental
masses with volcanoes and leaves the
other ocean and the continental masses
fringing it without this seismic disturbance,
except at certain isolated
points.?Philadelphia Record.
? Washington, March 21: Enough
potash to supply the United States
probably for thirty years has been discovered
by the government scientists
in Searl's lake, San Francisco county,
California. The estimate of the geological
survey and the bureau of soils
held men that the deposit may amount
to 4.000,000 tons, but the authorities
here, from data in their possession,
consider that estimate conservative
and believe more than 10,000,000 tons
of potash is available. The great value
of the find is that the product is in
readily available commercial form.
Potash is known to exist in mat
places in the United States, but in
most cases no commercial means have
been found to use it. The drled-up
lake has received the drainage from
the surrounding hills for thousands of
years, vast quantities of dissolved minerals
thus having concentrated in it.
Similar dried-up lakes, containing valuable
deposits. It is believed by officials
here, exist in the arid regions and will
be discovered.
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pisfllanrous parting.
NOTES FROM CHEROKEE.
Facts About the Recent Flood?Death
of a Veteran?Other Matters.
V>rrespondencc The Yorkville Ruqutrer
Wllkinsville, March 20.?Since our
last letter to The Enquirer your correpondent
has had a tough spell of grip,
from which he la Just now recovering.
For several days he was shut up in
:he house and most of the time in bed.
Since then, too, we have had a great
deal of rain ard much damage has
been done to farming lands and
bridges; but the latter, we are glad to
say, are being pretty well taken care
of and will, in most cases, be repaired
In a few days.
Every one of the bridges over Thlckety
and Gilkey creeks that we have
heard from, has been more or less
damaged, and In some Instances washed
away entirely. The main spans of
the bridges at Thomson's mill and
Owen's ford on Thlckety, remain Intact,
while parts of their approaches
have either been washed away or
badly damaged. The bridges across
Gilkey creek were both swept away.
The new Iron bridge across Broad river
here is the only one we know of
that was not more or less damaged by
the flood. The force of the water was
no test of Its strength, though It came
to within a few feet of the flooring.
The telephone line connecting this
with the Hickory Grove section of
York county, was broken by the high
water, but this has been repaired and
regular communication established.
The wire is now put beyond the reach
of high water, being fastened In the*
top8 of trees on either bank of theriver
nearer the bridge.
An ?nnn na the announcement of the
damage done the bridges of this section
of Cherokee county was reported
to the township commissioner, Wm.
G. Fowler, that official got busy. Laying
aside all red tape, rules and regulations
he procured hands and set
about having the damage repaired and
the result is travel on the leading
roads will be resumed before the close
of the week.
From what we learn, the other commissioners
in other parts of the county
have done and are doing the same,
and when the county board meets it
will be to ratify the action of the several
commissioners, rather than to advertise
a score of bridges to be built
or repaired.
The freshet of August, 1908, carried
away an approach to the Thomson
mill bridge. T. J. Estes was one of
the township commissioners at the
time. While he was on the ground inspecting
the damage with a view to
having it repaired, a professional
bridge builder proposed to replace It
for $50. Thinking this too much and
knowing the urgent need of the bridge
to the traveling public, Mr. Estes went
to work, got up a few hands and had
the approach repaired in two or three
days at a cost to the county of less
than $15, and the work stood until
it was carried away on last
Friday. Experience teaches that it
will not do to turn over all the county
repairs to men who make it a business
to hunt such jobs. Of course
there are times when the Judgment of
expert mechanics is needed, but not In
all cases, and especially when time is
so Important.
We attended the funeral of Mr Alpheus
McDaniel at Hickory Grove last
Monday. He was one of the first men
from western York to volunteer in the
war between the sections. He went
out with the Jasper Light infantry, 5th
regiment. Colonel Micah Jenkins. Before
the close of the war he was transferred
to heavy artillery and took part
in the defense of Charleston. He was
about 75 years old at the time of his
death, and a member of the Baptist
church. The funeral services were
conducted by Rev. G. L. Kerr of the
A. R. Presbyterian church, assisted by
Rev. C. M. Love of the Baptist church.
The large congregation attending the
funeral was an attestation of the high
esteem in which the deceased was held
by those among whom he hart lived.
Circumstances over which we hart no
control prevented our being present at
the meeting of the Broad River Interdenominational
Sunday School convention
at Mount Vernon, last Sabbath.
From what we hear it was an abundant
success in every particular. It
couldn't have been anything else from
the names we see connected with It.
Rev. W. B. Arrowood preached to a
good congregation at the Hopewell
school house last Sabbath evening. He
preached at Salem that morning, and
again that night. Owing to the bridges
being down on the creeks small congregations
were at Salem at each service.
Wilson, the little son of Mr. and Mrs.
John H. Fowler, who got his wrisl
badly cut two weeks ago on a piece
of broken glass, Is getting along nice
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Car will be in Yorkville tomorrow, and
m., and the other at 7.30 p. m.
ly. The little fellow came'near bleeding
to death. He la, apparently, all
right now.
Miss Olive McDaniel of Smyrna No.
2, finished her school on this side of
the river last week, and is now at her
home.
TREATMENT OF INSOMNIA.
Wh*n the Case It Ont for a Phytician
?Nervous Restlessness.
In considering the treatment of insomnia
it. is well to treat the subject
under two heads?major insomnia and
minor insomnia.
Major Insomnia, happily, Is a disease
that concerns few persons, and its
treatment is a matter for the trained
physician only. It may be associated
with severe organic disease or it may
be the beginning of acute Insanity.
These cases of course are neither for
home diagnosis nor for home treatment.
But almost anyone sooner or
later and for one reason or another
may be called upon to deal with minor
insomnia.
In such a case the first thing is to
look for the reason. When a person
who is habitually a good sleeper has
a restless, tossing, wakeful night the
reason is generally not hard tb find.
A mistake has been made somewhere,
and in most cases a dietary mistake.
The last meal was either too large or
too late or it contained some substance
that refused to be digested.
The insomnia of indigestion is a particularly
disagreeable type, as It is allied
with a nervous restlessness which
not only forbids the sufferer to sleep
but makes him feel as If he would
never sleep again and keeps him turning
and tossing in mind as well as in
body. This is the kind which makes
mountains out of all the molehills and
darkens the thoughts of the coming
day.
Discretion is the better part of valor
in such a case. It is a waste of time to
toss and try. Get up speedily and
move ahout for a while, slowly drinking
several glasses of water. Realize
early that until you have helped your
stomach to the victory you will not
sleep.
On the other hand, an empty stomach
may keep you awake just as obstinately
as an overfull one. In this
case, however, the answer is easy?a
cup of hot water sipped slowly will
generally do the deed.
Some folks keep themselves wakeful
riy gemng menuiiiy oauiicv iaic
the evening, and of all forms of mental
excitement anger and fear are the
worst. To He and fight your enemy In
your Imagination is a sad misuse of
the blessed darkness.
Many people find It wise to cool their
brains at the end of the day with a
little light reading or soothing talk,
keeping their problems and their policies
for the daytime.
Some fairly good sleepers accuse
themselves of Insomnia simply because
it bores them to lie awake, and every
minute is magnified Into an hour.
These should learn that a little occasional
wakefulness is not to be counted
a tragedy.?Youth's Companion.
Who Supplied the Cocaine?
A negro was recently arrested in
Chicago charged with selling cocaine.
A number of exceedingly distressing
disclosures followed the raid upon his
shack. It has already been developed
that the police of the city protected
this jackal, and that profits, after deducting
official blackmail, amounted
to thousands of dollars yearly. His
home was filled with barrels of silverware,
with trinkets, and with tons of
household articles. These goods were
brought to him In payment of the
"white stuff" and in most cases were
stolen by the half-crazed unfortunates
over whom he- exercised an absolute
control.
Not a very pretty story- But a far
meaner phase of the situation has not
yet been touched upon.
Where did he secure the enormous
quantities of cocaine in which he
dealt?"
What.drug manufacturing houses are
in league with the cocaine bootlegger?
If there is a viler spectacle under
the sun than this heinous partnership,
we do not know where it can be found.
There must be a rigorous government
supervision of cocaine manufacturers.
It should be placed under the
guardianship of special agents of the
internal revenue department and every
grain accounted for. Most of the big
cities have already taken steps to
check the further progress of the
"coke" plague. But municipalities
have no jurisdiction over the "foreign"
wholesalers whose traveling men are
in league with the peddlers.?Herbert
Kaufman in Woman's World, March.
XV It is difficult to acquire a satisfactory
reputation on the strength of
what you are going to do some day.
>tV Poverty is no disgrace?but the
same cannot always be truthfully said
of wealth.
I
,
AIEY GAELp.
will give three Demonstration LecSOME
TALE8 OF EXERCI8E.
Athletes Have Always Been In Demand
In Every Nation.
It would seem that the Romans,
who conquered eighty-six nations,
recognized the secret of success In
things military when they called their
armies exercitus, bodies of drilled or
exercised men.
During the Middle Ages it was the
custom of princes and even of wealthy
burghers, to keep runners who
followed their carriages afoot while
the horses were going at full gallop.
Fast runners were In great demand,
and if parents wanted to qualify their
children for a position of that sort
they began to train them from the
earliest childhood, making them undergo
a singular operation, namely,
the r&moval of the spleen, which was
supposed to have an influence upon
the vigor of the lungs.
From the town of Puebla, in Mexico,
a sandy road leads across the hills
to the Valley of Amozoc. Early In the
mornina that road is crowded with
Indian peddlers and hucksters, who
carry heavy baskets on their backs.
They frequently come from & distance
of ten or twelve miles, but make the
whole trip at a sharp trot and without
a single stop. Their children trot
at their sides, carrying small bundles
or bags, and thus learn their trade so
gradually that they hardly feel the
hardships of It
It seems curious that a small, shortlegged
dog can as a general thing outrun
the tallest man. This has not always
been the case. An ostrich proves
that two legs can go as fast as four.
Want of exercise in man probably accounts
for the whole difference.
Lifting weights has always been a
favorite exercise for the lungs. There
is a story of a Grecian Samson, the
athlete Mllo of Crotona, who day after
day carried a calf around the arena
and gained in strength as the calf gained
In weight until Anally he could carry
a steer. We may well doubt whether
the steer was quite full-grown.
There is, however, a case on record,
apparently well authenticated, to the
effect that one Winship of Boston,
practiced with dumb-bellR and bagfuls
of pig iron until he was able to lift
(though only' for a moment) the
weight of the heaviest steer in Texaa
In countries where they still rely on
the strength of their limbs, as in Turkey,
Hungary and Afghanistan, there
are plenty of men earning their bread
by common labor who could astonish
the so-called athletes of the rest of the
world. A Turkish porter will shoulder
a box which the driver of an American
express wagon would hesitate
to tackle without assistance. In one
of the Pghan wars the native warriors
carried cannon to a battery on the top
of u hill from where the English soldiers
were unable to carry them dow;n
again.
The foot soldiers of the Turkish
Janizaries had to drill in full armor,
run, wrestle and even swim without
removing the iron equipments. Such
a value did their drill masters set upon
the inAuence of early training that
they would never accept a recruit of
more than twelve years of age. These
caueis were exerciaeu lur jeais, nnc
the sons of the old Spartans, before
they were assigned to actual duty,
and the result was that the Janizaries
repeatedly defeated the armies of
Western Europe.
The ancient Greeks managed to
train not only their troops but the
whole nation by offering liberal prizes
for proficiency In all kinds of bodily
exercise, such as running, leaping, lifting,
spear-throwing and wrestling.
At a distance of sixty yards their
spearmen could hit a target with un!
falling certainty.?New York Press.
Blind Arabs of the Desert.?The
I Arabs have a saying to the effect that
l"when you travel through the country
| of the blind be blind yourself," and,
.'though, like all proverbs, it is doubtless
not Intended to be taken literally, still
the malady of blindness is so common
in Algeria, especially among the tribes
that inhabit the oases of the Sahara,
that the traveler may almost stop and
ask himself if he has indeed come to
that country of the blind. The prevalence
of eye disease is due perhaps to
the intense, dazzling brilliance of the
desert sun and to that complete absence
of shade which must be endured
by the wandering Saharan. The Arabs)
are normally very kind and respectful
to the aged and Infirm, and a blind man
or woman will seldom lack an escort of
one or more children to pilot them
safely along the roads, and who, if they
|are still young and active enough to
work, will assist them in hoisting their)
load of sticks or barley upon their
backs and see them safely home to the
humble dwelling that shelters them.?
Wide World Magazine.
t* It is easier to make love than it
is always to mean it.
SHORT SHIFT FOR BU8HMEN.
m
How tho Law Was Exaeutad By Australian
Mountad Polica.
"While they were in power," said a
New York man one time In the cattle
business in Australia, "the black track*
er police of Queensland were beyond
doubt the moet expert and efficient
suppressors of offenders against the
peace and safety of the public that ever
had the sanction of government authority.
They were not only police?,
they were likewise Judge, jury and executioner.
"That unique system of policing in
Queensland was put In operation in
1875. Queensland Is the largest division
of Australia and to this day immense
tracts of it, particularly in the
northern portion, are dense stretches
of wilderness almost untrodden save by
the liative bushmen, the original people,
many of them still in the state of
savagery and determined opposition to
the ways of civilisation that marked
them when the first whites sought that
region to colonize and make available
to the world its great resources. When
I went to Queensland thirty-five years
ago they- were a constant menace to
the settlers and particularly a source
of danger to the stock raisers and
miners.
"No effort has yet been made to civilize
the bushmen tribes. They still
clung to their primitive weapons, the
spear and the boomerang. Small in
stature, of a low degree of mentality,
they were aggressive in their protests
against the settlers and cunning in the
planning of their attacks. At odd and
unexpected times they would come
swooping out of the bush, raid the
ranches, murder the herders and escape
with the stolen cattle and horses
to the fastnesses of their wilderness
haunts, into the unknown intricacies of
which no white pursuers could successfully
follow them. They waged war
also on the Chinamen who worked in
the gold mines of that isolated region
and as they invariably carried their
dead victims away with them, the
horrible conviction Doesessed the white
settlers that the bushmen were addicted
to cannibalism.
"These depredations had become
more l'requent and more murderous in
their character under the systematic
leadership of convicts transported for
brutal crimes committed at home and
who had escaped to the unexplored
tracts of the bush, where joining the
natives they became still more savage
and cruel than those uncivilised people
themselves. To deal effectively with
this danger, which was halting the advance
of settlement and striking a
disastrous blow at the Industries that
were making for the development of
the region, the Queensland government
resolved to try the experiment of a
mounted police force formed from certain
tribes of natives that had accepted
the overtures of the settlers and lived
In peace with them, if not In entire
accord with their ideas of existence and
duty. These natives were of a district
distant from the northern wilderness
and had no ties of association
with the bushmen of the latter.
"It was no easy task to organise a
force of police from such material.
The natives had to be taught to ride
horseback and to handle the pistol and
Afle. They were afraid of both horses
and firearm*, but when these fears
were overcome those half savages became
enthusiastic and expert horsemen
and marksmen. And the duty
they were to perform was congenial to
their aboriginal nature. That duty was
their business to hunt down the wild
murderers and horse and cattle thieves
and 'to 'disperse* all suspicious parties
and gatherings. They were called
'Dlspersers,' and when their effectiveness
had become undoubted they got
the significant name of 'Black Trackers.'
They were not required to bring
in prisoners. Whenever their services
were required a force was drafted from
the entire department. Some particularly
sagacious one among them was
aDDointed leader of that active force,
which was scarcely necessary, for the
orders were really Individual carte
blanche.
When a force of these armed and
mounted savage policemen started in
pursuit of alleged criminals the trail
was followed mercilessly, and not a
native man, woman or child found in
the vicinity where the crime had been
committed, nor for as far as the Black
Trackers followed in the bush, escaped.
They were killed, one and all.
"These wild troopers became useful
in hunting up whites who were so frequently
lost in the great wilderness
that scores had perished annually,
wandering aimlessly jibout in the
trackless waste, and In capturing escaped
convicts who had sought the
wilds. Even on these errands they exercised
their prerogative of killing
every wild black they met. Nor did
they confine this duty to the chance
meeting of such, but did not hesitate
to go out of their way and lie for days
in ambush at water holes that were
scattered about in the wilderness, and
where bushmen came to refresh themselves
In their wanderings; then corralling
the unsuspecting savages the
vigilant black trackers shot them down
to the last one.
"So complete was the approval of
the cattlemen and gold miners of this
dispersing* system of police protection
that it was a common sight to see
skulls of 'dispersed' bushmen adorning
door posts, gate poets and even the
interior of houses of the wealthiest
among them. But to the great body
of settlers the idea-of the government
supporting so Inhuman a department at
last became unbearable, and, horrified
by the butcheries by the police In the
name of law and order, they forwarded
many petition* praying for the interference
of the home government In the
black tracker police for the purpose of
having it abolished. The home government
Anally took cognizance of the
appeals, and that system of dispersing
the wild evildoers In Queensland was
abandoned.?New York Sun.
Hslp From Little Johnny.?"What
were you and Mr. Smith talking about
In the parlor?" asked her mother.
"Oh, we were discussing our kith
and kin," replied the young lady.
The mother looked dubiously at her
daughter, whereupon her little brother,
wishing to help his sister, said:
"Yeth they wath, mother. I heard
'em. Mr. Thmlth asked her for a kith
and she thaid, 'You kin.' "?Ladles'
Home Journal.
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