Iowa County democrat. [volume], May 02, 1879, Image 6

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A PANTHER FIGHT.
A l.ifo and Doalli Struggle in Bn* Wilds
of New York Stale.
(.'levclaml Herald.
Colonel Seth A. Abbey, tbo veteran
printer who in 131 issued 10,000 copies
of the olfiWfcuJi. h Header, lias just re
turned from California, Oregon and
Washington Territory. Ho is full of
those hunting reminiscences now so
rare, and favors tbo Herald with the
following; I went to Watertown, Jeffer
son county, Now York, in January,
Irtlh, with my printing establishment
and commenced publishing a news
paper. Jurius Rich was a kind of half
way lawyer; he had slatted a newspa
per a year or two before and failed.
He and* his wife then started a little
whisky tavern near the court-house, and
they did not succeed in that very well,
lie said to me one day; “I think I can
get a better living with my rlllo and
traps in the woods than I can by bang
ing around here in tin; village." Rich
was a Vermonter by birth; a small,
muscular man. The north portion of
Jefferson county, at that time, was an
almost unbroken wilderness, and lliilber
Rich, with his wife and traps, bent his
way. A number of months elapsed
before I heard anything from him. At
length a rumor came mat he had been
killed by a panther. Nearly a month
after tins I got a letter from him de
scribing his encounter with a panther; lie
was hardly aide to viite then. Ills
story ran thus; "I had fastened one of
my traps to the root of a large hem
lock tree and near by was a dense
thicket of low hemlocks of about haT
an acre. When I visit* and my trap this
morning I discovered one panther fast
in the trap and another near by. I
tired at the one outside of the trap and
wounded hho, and he made immedi
ately for ibis thicket, 1 had a little
wluifet dog with me, and I put the
little dog into Ih* lldekel where the
panther entered, and I tan around Hie
thicket where I thought the panther
would come out and met him juntas
lie came out of the thicket. I
tried to shoot him, hot my
gun missed lire, and there
we were, face to face, and I hud to run
or fight. 1 threw down my rille and
drew my hatchet from my hell, aid
made a pass at him and he knocked
my hatchet more than twenty feel,
Irom me. We then clinched in amt
we were Up ami down in every shape;
he tearing away with his claws and
chewing my hands. He would some
limes have one hand in his month and
sometimes the other. We were wrest
ling and tearing in litis way until I was
nearly done for. In one of the falls lie
happened to come under, and i clapped
my Knee rigid in ids flank, forward of
ids hind leg, will) my left hand in Ids
month. I then slipped my right hand
into my pocket ami pulled out my jack
knife ami opened it with my teeth, and
made very short work of it then. I lay
there by the side of my victim a long,
long time. My dollies were torn oil
from me or tiling in shreds; my face
and limlis a gore of blood. The near
esl settler was two miles, J came to
myself after a. time, so that I killed the
other panther. It look all the rest of
(lie day to make the house of the near
est settler." 1 knew lids man for many
years after this encounter, and strange
to say, he still continued to hunt panth
ers and wolves. I saw a panther skin
that was green, killed by him and jn..'
taken fmm the body, that measured,
from (lie nose to the end of the tail,
nine feet, 1 would like to (ell you one
of Rich's woll stories. He did not tell
it for several years afti r it occurred
the reason why, you will urobahly guess
at after hearing the story. He said lie
was out among dm rocks and discovered
a woll; lie shot and killed it. Upon ex
amining it he found it to lie a site wolf,
and suckling young ones. He llindlv
found her den and crawled into it, and
found ten young imps. He took them
to his shanty and built a log pen for
them and reared them on deer meat
they were to young to get the homily
on. There was then a bounty on men
grown-up wolf ottered by town, county
and stale, in all amounting to about
tjtTill for each wolf. They were die large
gray wolf, one of them nearly black.
Tins one, he said, he used to lake out
and play witn it the same as a dog,
lie said he regretted to kill this one
very mtioh, but $. r >() was 100 great a
temptation. As these wolves grew up
be would take them into different sec
tions, kill diem, lake their scalps ollj
and gel tin' bounty.
“ Gentlemen " Frauds.
New X ark Tlnum.
Up to dm dale of cable telegrams aris
tocratic "frauds" llotirisbed exceedingly
here. Fascinating couriers passed
themselves oil for the noblemen with
whom they bad traveled, and there are
those who can recall the thrill of horror
which vibrated through the bob when
a “100 lovely" mi ilidnnl count, who Inn!
(or India season been (be “bright par
ticular star" of Iteacon street, having
accompanied a lady admirer to a shop,
was claimed with allcclionale division
by a saleswoman as her cousin, and, on
inquiry, proved to he not a “swell," but
only a young man of doubtful charac
ter, who bad brushed a swell’s bools as
bis valet. It looked probable that the
cable would, by rendering commumca
tion so rapid and easy, simll'out social
pretenders from the other side, ami for
awhile it did so; but. there seems now
to lie abroad a class of swindlers of a
highly dangerous character, inasmuch
as they are really gentlemen, so far as
birth and education arc concerned, and,
consequently, almost impossible to de
tect in the earlier stages of acquaint
ance.
During the lest three years three men
of ibis kind have made numerous
victims. One, and by far the most re
markable, was the extraordinary ad
venturer yclept "Lord” (Jordon,* who
aehh veil the colossal feat of
completely gammoning, among
many others, Mr. Jay Gould.
(Jordon died by his own hand, to avoid
ancst, in Manitoba, .uni to this hour it
is nut known who lie really was. Had
those who trusted him gone to any Eng
lishman who knew ills peerage—which
Englishmen do not ordinarily know
nearly as well as is imagined—the mur
der would have been out, inasmuch as
at that lime no person entitled to call
himself Gordon existed. Then
came “Lord Courtenay,” who. strange
to say, chose for Ills title that of a par
ticularly ne’er-do-well scion of nobility,
who has gone through the bankruptcy
court with debts of $3,000,0Ut). “Lord
Courtenay,” was a swindler of the very
first-class. Ho had been everywhere
and deceived everybody. On the voy
age to India he contrived to ingratiate
himself with Lady Emma liaririg,
daughter of the then viceroy of India,
and has actually asked to the vice-regal
fable, an invitation by no means lightly
accorded. He made a rich haul in In
dia, ns in this country, whore, at Buffa
lo, especially, lie bus left indelible recol
lections of himself. He, too, succeeded
in preserving his incognito. The case
of the soi-disant “Lord Ogilvy” was also
highly mysterious. Hu was a man of
superior attainments, well acquainted
with good society, and unquestionably,
however wanting in character, a gentle
man by birth and education. Healter
nntely adopted the name of two officers
of the Tenth Hussars, a crack cavalry
corps, famous in hy-gone days for the
prodigious airs its officers gave them
selves. Tiio answer of a haw-haw Cornet
to his hostess who wanted to find him a
partner—“tiio Tenth don’t dunce”—lias
passed into a proverb. The names the
imposter assumed were “Lord Ggilvy,”
and "Wilfred Moiitressor.” Ho had un
doubtedly been in India, and it seems
likely was, when respectable, intimate
with these ollieers, and resolved to turn
lliis intimacy to account. Ogilvy,
when he lirsl came to New York, had
money, and paid liberally, and his New
York landlady, as soon us the rent lag
ged, wisely took counsel of the liniish
consul-general. In Boston he passed
months in jail.
The latest case of this kind is that of
Mr. Anderson, as lie called himself,
who last autumn arrived hero with cre
dentials. purporting to come from Mr,
Murray, to Mr. Royal I’helps. The
Hon.*'. L. Murray, uncle to the pres
ent Lord Hmimore, and well known to
novel readers of twenty-live years ago ■
as the author of “The Frairie Bird,"
married a daughter of the late Mr.
Wadsworth, of (Jencseo, in this stale,
and hy her had mi only son, who inher
ited a very valuable property. Mrs.
Wadsworth died when he was a. child,
and when her son attained his majority
he had to choose whether he would be
come an American citi/.cn, so as to re
tain his real estate, or convert it into
money and rcmaiiian Englishman. He
preferred the latter. His real estate
was sold and largely invested in Amer
ican securities, ami the firm of Mail
land, I‘helps A Cos. are his reeeiveis.
Mr, Antler on, as he called himself,
discovered (his, and forged a crafty
letter ul introduction from Mr. Murray
to Mr. I'helns. A clever feature in the
business was a plausible statement in
the letter that it was written tinder cir
cumstances which readily accounted
lor the handwriting being somewhat,
dilfertiil from Mr. Murray’s usual
hand, Anderson's plan was much
sounder than those of the men who
alleel titles, because they run a great
risk of detection if they fall in with a
certain class of Englishmen. The
mizzling question lias been, how did he
know of the connection In tween Mr.
Murray and Messrs. I'helps? It is
easily explained now. Some four
years ago Mr. Murray visited (his coun
try in company with a young man
named Armstrong, one of the six sons
of an Irish baronet, Sir VV. Armstrong,
of (iallon J'riory, Rings county, hy (he
sister of Mr. Fullerton, a gentleman
holding estates both in England and Ire
land, who married Lady Georgina Levi
son-Gower, a well-known novelist, sister
of Earl Granville. The swindler turns
out to he nimitagoo D’Oyler Fullerton
Armstrong, younger brother of Mr.
Murray’s traveling companion, Tims
he, of course, knew exactly how to go
lii work in tho ino-t edicicnt manner.
There arc in England 10-day many
young men of good birth, with active
minds and bodies, slender purses, and
lar too amide leisure. To relieve the
tedium id life they bet. This generally
brings (hem in time to niter grief.
Their friends sicken of them and they
are thrown on their wits for a living.
Under these circumstances many enlist
us privates in regiments going on for
eign service, hut others lack the health
or iiiclinalton for this, and, going from
hud to worse, prey on society. It is an
imforltiuaU' fuel that this class is in
creasing, and it will he readily under
stood how well it is formed to supplv in
perfection swindlers of Mr. Armstrong's
calibre, of excellent address and unex
ceptionable manners.
lie Mel Her at tlit' I air.
•' nrlniiull Kmpilm.
At the (’hildreu's Hume Fair, last
night, a nice young man, sauntering
around in the vicinity of the Floral
Department, was suddenly accosted by
a fair yottne girl, who hold out a pretty
nosegay to him, and said;
“Allow me to oiler yon tins button
hole bouquet. sir," and she presented
it with a bewitching grace.
“A thousand thanks," said the young
man, bowing ipnte low, and taking the
(lowers from her pretty lingers.
“Now, w ho the deuce is this fair I’lora,
that she should give me a button-hole ;
bouquet?” was a question the young
man asked himsell, as he contemplated
tin' rosebud, the heliotrope, geranium
leaf, and the jasmine spray. “ The
rose that’s for love," mused the young
man as he reluctantly turned to go;
“hut blessed if I can tell wind the helio
trope, the geranium, and the jasmine
stand for, but 111 find out before I
sleep, if I have to ransack every book
in the public library."
“Fifteen cents, please," said the voting
lady, calling gently alter him.
The young man grew white, red, and
spotted by turns, handed her a dollar-(
note, and, without waiting for change, 1
rushed out on the sidewalk, and halter-:
ed his head forty or fifty times against
the side of the building, while he called
upon all the gods that inhabit the blue
empyiean to look down upon the dog
gondesl fool that ever lived since the
world begun.
thousand Chinamen are now em
ployed in the construction of the South
ern Pacific railroad ol California, which
is being pushed forward at the rate of
three miles a day. The track is laid to
Maricopa.
STOCK RAISIN'!!.
i In Son th west era Kansas--! Is Orofftli
the Bast Few Years
Dodge City Time*, aprll 6.
The line native grass, abundance of
pure water, healthy climate, and gen
erally short winters, combine to make
southwest Kansas the finest stuck region
of the west. Texas cattle men are mov
ing their ranches north of the south
line of Kansas, to secure more nutriti
ous grasses and hotter climate for fat
tening, while many from Colorado are
moving eastward into Kansas, to escape
the mountain storms that sweep down
so suddenly on the foot-hills and plains
adjoining. Over 100,000 head of cattle 1
were wintered in Southern Kansas dur- I
ing tht! winterjust passed, without other 1
food and shelter titan that provided by
nature, and yet have done well, not
withstanding the unusuai severity of
the winter.
Cattle raising in Kansas pays. By
judicious management, the capital in
vested can bo doubled every third year.
With a capital of SO,OOO a farm can he
secured, house erected, team and farm
ing implements bought, anil a start
made with lift} head ofyoitng breeding
cattle. The most nutritious of our
native grasses, especially for winter
grazing, is a short, wiry grass, contain
ing an unusually largt,* percentage of
sacharine matter; cures naturally on
llic ground, and retains nearly all its
nutritive qualities, us much so as if cut
and cured for hay. It cannot, however,
be tail fur hay, on account of its diininu
itvtt length. Further east, the blue
stem prevails—-a fine summer grass,
grows tall, and makes line bay. Cattle
are very fond of both these gnisst s, and
especially the short buffalo grass, mi
which they fatten even in the winter
season. Tut* lame grasses t ail all he
cultivated and grown successfully.
iCi‘i;iilatliiir the Taste.
IliiKtim Tnuiserlpt.
Il was the fur, (nr west. Till! Im r
aecper hint been crossed in some way
■ luring tlin afternoon, and was in ill
linmnr. I T | > stepped a thirsty
<!ili/.i!ii and rapped impatiently at
the liar. “Wnal shall il he,
‘.ledge’?" said the mixer of drinks.
“Well,” said the “Judge,” “make it a
gin eoektail with a hit of mint in it.”
“That ain’t what you want,” answered
the bar-keeper; “you want whisky
straight, you do.” “No, I don’t,” per
sisted Ihu “Judge"; “I tell you 1 want a
uiu eoektail with a hit ” “No, you
don’t, ‘Judge*; no, you don’t. You’re
goin’ to have whisky straight; and,
more'n that," he added, trying the keen
i dge of his howio ou ins tliumh-ii.ul,
“you’re goin’ to drink itoutofa tin dip
per. /he "Jedge” admitted the foree
of the argument, and changed his mind.
This recalls another story that (Jansenr
iias heard, of an eastern man. accus
tomed to the luxuries to he had at Del
monieo’s, who dropped into a restaurant
in a Nevada milling town for dinner.
The head-waiter, who was also junior
nroprietor of the establishment, aeeost
e I him with, “Well, Colonel, what'll
you have?” “Ueelsteak and mush
rooms,” answered the “Colonel,” us
“lieart” as possible. “Cuess not,” said
the waiter, who (ell Hint he was being
"guyed,” “Cuess not? Why not? Hring
me a beefsteak with mushrooms right
away.” “Look here, stranger,” said
the waiter, "I don't want to make no
trouble, yer know, hut I don’t allow no
man to quarrel with his vitlles in this
ranch.” With that he took a six
shooter from his hip-pocket, cocked it,
and, holding il in a suggestive way,
added, “Hash is what you’re goin’ to
eat.” The "Colonel” had hash.
\ ll.ll>> in a I’.nit Iter’s Jaws,
Yioku ii*mK) .lonruul.
Last Thursday evening ahum dark,
Mr. and Mrs. (ieorge Campbell and
Dick M annon were silting on the porch
iif the .Soda Springs Hotel, at Soda
Sp:ings, on the Sacramento river, while
Mr. Campbell's little hoy, aged about
three years, was across the road, about
liny or sixty feet distant, amusing
himself by cutting hushes with a little
hatchet. Those on the porch were
startled and horrified by observing a
panther spring upon the child, and at
the time supposed he was dangerously
injnied, which would have been the
ease, no doubt, had not the child scream
ed and those on the porch shouted ex
eitedly, which prevented the panther
from making a deadly spring, as he
was evidently watching and fearing the
parties on the porch. As it was, the
panther seized the child by the chin,
one of the tusks of the turner jaw cut
ting his lip, and one in the lower jaw
cutting his neck, while the paw of the
beast struck and scratched him in the
breast. The shouting and rushing to
ward the child by those on the porch
caused tin' panther to make tracks up
the mountain speedily, and after pick
ing up the child and examining the
wounds inlhelcd, '(annon returned to
lln> house for his gun, and, following
the animal up the mountain, soon dis
patched the panther a hungry, lean
looking customer, measuring live feel
from tip to tip.
How Matches arc Made,
M. loula Tilin'*.
A match is a small tiling. Wc sel
dom pause to think, after't has per
formed its mission, and we have care
lessly thrown il away, and it has a Ins.
lory of its own, amt that like some
more pretentions things, its journey
from the forest to the match-sale is lull
of change" This little lot of while
pine lying oefore me, came from the
north, in the Hudson Hay territory, or
perhaps from the great silent forests
about l ake Superior, and has been
rushed and jammed and tossed in its
long course through vive-s, over cata
racts and rapids, and across great lakes
Wo read that near the middle of the
j sevenit enth century n was discovered
I that phosphorous would ignite a splint
ot wood dipped in sulphur, but this
means of obtaining lire was not m com
mon use until nearly lot) years later.
I’his then appears to have been the be
ginning ot inateli-making. Not that
kind winch some old gossips are said
to indulge in. for that must have had
its origin much farther t ack, but the
business of making those lithe “trike
fires” found in every country store in
their fiirniliur boxes, with red and blue
urn) yellow labels. The matches of fifty
years ago were very clumsy affairs
compared with the ‘parlor’ and ‘safety’
matches of to-day; but they were great
improvements upon the first in use.
Those small sticks dipped in melted
sulphur, and sold in a tin box with
a small bottle of oxide of phos
phorus, were regarded by our
forefathers as signs of a ‘‘ten
leagued progress.” Later a compound
made of hlorateof potash and sulphur
was used on the splints. This ignited
upon being dipped m sulphuric acid.
In 182'Jnn English chemist discovered
that matches on which had been placed
chlorate of potash could he ignited by
friction. Allerward, at Hie suggestion
of Professor Foraday, saltpeter was
substituted for the cldorate, and then
the era of friction matches lighted by
tubbing was fairly begun. But the
match of to-day has a story more in
teresting than that of the old-tashioned
match. As we have said, much of
the timber used in the manufacture
comes from the immense tracts of for
ests m the Hudson Bay territory. It is
limited down the water courses to the
lakes, through which it is towed in great
log rafts. These rafts are divided,
some parts arc pulled through the
canals, and some by other means arc
taken to market. When well through
the seasoning process, which occupies
from one to two years, the pine is cut
tip into blocks t wice as long as a match
and about 8 inches wide by 2 inches
thick. These blocks arc passed through
a machine which cuts them into
“splints,” round or square, of
in-t the thickness of a match, hut
twice its length. Tne machine is
callable, as we are told, of making
about 2,000,000 splints a day. This
number seems immense when compar
ed with the most that could be made in
tile old way—by hand. These splints
arc then taken to the‘‘setting” machine
and this tolls them into bundles about
eighteen inches in diameter, every
splint separated from its neighbors by
little spaces, so that there may ho no
sticking together alter the “dipping."
In the operation of “setting" a ribbon
of coarse stuff about an inch and a half
wide and an eighth of an inch thick is
rolled up, the splints being laid across
the ribbon between each two courses,
leaving about a quarter of an inch be
tween adjoining splints. From the
“setting” machine the bundles go to
lite “dipping” room. After iheendsof
the splints have been pounded down to
make them even, the bundles are dip
ped, both ends, into the molten sul
phur, and then into the phosphorus
solution, which is spread over a large
iron plate. Next they are hung in a
frame to dry. When dried they are
placed in a machine which, us it unrolls
the nhhoti. cuts the sticks in two across
the middle, thus making two complete
matches of each splint. Tim match is
made. The lowering pine, which lis
tened to the whisper of the south wind
and swayed in the cold northern
blast, has been so divided that
we can lake it hit by hit
and lightly twil l it between two lingers.
But what, it has lost in size it lias gain
ed in use. The little flame it carries,
ami which looks so harmle-s, Hashing
into brief exi-tence, has a latent power
more terrible than the whirlwind winch
perhaps sent the tall pine tree crashing
to the ground. But the story is not vet
closed. From the machine which
completed the matches they are taken
to the "boxes,” mostly girls and women,
who place them in little boxes. The
speed with which this is done is sur
prising. With mm hand they pick up
an empty cast* and remove the cover
while with the other they seize just a
sullieienl number of matches ami t>y a
peculiarshullling motion arrange them
evenly; then'tis done. The little pack
ages of sleeping lire are taken to anotht r
room, where on each one is placed a
stamp certifying the payment to the
government of 1 cent revenue tax.
Bqmpped with these passes, the
imxes are placet! in largt r ones,
ami these again in wooden
eases which are to he shipped to all
parts of the country and over seas. All
tins trouble over such little things as
matches! Yet on these lire-lippetl hits
of wood, millions of people depend for
warmth, cooked food and light. They
have become a necessity, and the day
of tlnit and steel and tinder seems al
most as (nr away in the past as are the
bow ami fire-slick of the Indian,
Homo idea of the number of matches
used in North America during a year
may he gained from the fact that it is
estimated by competent judges that on
an average six matches are used every
day by eat it inhabitant!• this gives a
grand total of 87 400,000.000 mutches,
without counting those exported. Now,
this would make a single line, were the
matches end to end, more than 2,77)0,000
miles in length! It would take a rail
road train almost eight years to go from
one end to the other, running forty
miles an hour all the time. How apt to
our subject is that almost worn-out
Latin phrase, "mullum in pnrvo" —
much in little! Much labor, much skill
and much usefulness all in a little
piece of wood scarcely one-eight of an
Inch through and about two inches
long'
An incident which w mid make an
admirable groundwork for a romance
occurred last month at tin* town of Bi
enne, France. A young doctor named
Jeamierelt, highly popular ami esteem
ed, resided in the same house with Ma
dame K. and her daughter. The latter
became deeply enamored of the young
physician, and finding (hat she had no
chance of winning his atlcctions, pro
ceeded to send anonymous letters to
him and his in tend eel wife, containing
vile accusations regarding each either.
Suspicion fell upon her, and legal pto
ceedings were instituted; but a hen the
matter came into e’oirt, Mademoiselle*
having made a clean breast of the* busi
ness. and expressed great penitence, the
complainant withdrew pioeccdings on
the understanding that the K.'s should
leave the town, which they undertook
to do. and also to pay all cists. But
Or. Jeannerett, who was of a vt ry seti
sitive tt mperanienl.and bad lotigsutb r
id from heart disease, felt such intense
mortification at the whole atUir that
his reason gave way, and on leaving
the court put an end *o himself
Humor.
If a man will tell me what he thinks
ov his nabers, i kan tell him what his
nabors think of him. — Josh Hillingi.
An exchange says that Naj Jeon IN
is always poring over books. He
never reigns, but lie pores.—A Vie Yurk
Herald.
The amount of pin money required
by the married women depends
on whether she uses diamond pins or
rolling pins.
Some people are so constituted as to
oe unable to see anything beautiful
in Ibis life—not even in a mirror.—Bos
j ton Trnmcrpt.
A pretty girl won a niu.ket in a lot
j tery. When they gave it to her she
I asked. "Don’t they give a soldier with
it?'' —Paris Paper.
There are some things that are as
well keptdark. It isn’ policy to throw
light upon sucli a subject as an open
barrel of gunpowder, for instance. —
Yonkers GaztUt.
When a man tells you how he had a
peach-stone extracted from his throat,
where it had become stuck, can he be 1
said tube making pulpit remarks? — Bos
ton Post.
It was a wise man who said: “He is
passing rich who car. number friends |
enough fora jury—who can lose two
or three, and not he a bankrupt.—Bos
ton Transcript.
Anna Dickinson, it is once more and
finally announced, has most positively
finally left the stage and gone onto the
platform: But Anna, “passengers are
forbidden to stand on the plattorm
Burlington Jfnn kti/e.
In the middle of fly time, when both
hands were engaged, we have some
linies thought, as a persistent fly play
fully fondled our nose, that it was a
great mistake when our primeval an
cestor discarded his caudal appendage.
—Boston Trumcript.
A gentleman had a bail eye, and was
advi-.d to have it out, so that he might,
save the other eye. He took chloro
form, and the doctor, a famous special
ist, took out the good eye by mistake.
The patient is blind, and cannot shoot
the specialist. —Pints Paper.
Governess (desirous of explaining the
word “enough”): “Nowsuppose, Fred
dy, that you gave pussy ah the milk she
can lap, all the moat she can eat, and
all the sweet cake site cares for, what
will she have?*’ Freddy (with surpris
ing alacrity): “Kittens.” —Minion (U.)
Minor.
A student of rhetoric, having been
assigned the task of putting u speech
into iho mouth of Gustavus Adolphus
at the moment of his departure from
.Sweden began the potentate's supposi
titious remarks: "Gentlemen, 1 am
about to h ave you to begin the thirty
years war! ’
In iho HprhiK the ifin * 1 1• fancy
l.’xluly turn* lo thoughts ol bonnet.
Wmi h iiiii/.c of Limp anil ribbon*
Aml a bunch of leathers on it.
h'.iftdnr/e.
One of the school hoard inspectors
asked a small pupil of what the surface
of the earth consists, and was promptly
answered: “Land and water.” He va
ried the question slightly that the fact
might he impressed on the boy s mind,
and asked, “What, then, do land and
water make?” to which came the inline-'
diale response, "Mud.”
Lisn Applegate’s experience in break
ing a steer, in the early days of Oregon:
Lish was yoked up with the steer, and
the steer ran oil'. With his legs dying
behind him like drumsticks, Lish kept
• p with the steer as the pair of them
broke down the lane at a tearing rate.
Meeting a ft lend, Lish sang out lo him:
"Sion us! stop us! we are running
away!" I’hey were stopped, and the
boys began to unyoke Lish, when he
turned around, panting, and imploring
ly said: "Unyoke the other ox first; I’ll
stand.” — Asturian,
A man was at confession one day,
and while he was confessing lie spied in
the p, ekot of the monk's habit a silver
snuff-box, and stole it. "Father,” he
said, immediately', "I accuse myself of
having stolen a silver snuff-box.” "Then,
my sun, you must certainly restore it.”
“Will you have it yourself, r.iy r father?"
“1 ? Certainly not my son!” “The tact
is,” proceeded the penitent, “that 1
have offered it to the owner and he lias
refused it.” “Then you can keep it
with a good conscience," answered the
father.
A refractory Irishman in our county
jail, one Dennis McGinniss, refused to
work. The keeper said to him one
morning, "McGinniss, you go to work
or to the pump.” “Niver,” replied the
Irshman, A second time tno keeper
ordered McGinniss to work, but ho re
fused to budge an inch. "Now, for the
last time, McGinniss,” exclaimed the
keeper, "Vou go to work or to the i
pump.” “ Niver, sir,” said McGinniss, j
straightening up to the full dignity ol j
a man, “Begad, sir. I’ll lave the jail
first.” —Hartford Post,
A Tiger Story.
Indian Mirror.
The following story of an encounter
with a tiger is supplied by Babu Doman
Chunder Cliowdry, Zemindar ot Mal-
Hlah; On the morning, bill Bhaddra,
Kishen Lai and myself went with five
elephants lo the Kadtihamf jungle, four
miles to the north of Rohanpore. My
howda was on Mokhna—Kishen Lil
had his on Dantal. At !) a. m. we en
countered a tiger, and hang went two
bullets from my rille, hitting stripes 1
I suppose, on the loin and on the belly,
and Kishen Lai hit him on the thigh.
Most probably the bullets did not break
i the bodes, and the ” spotted foe” took
; shelter at some distance in the water
of a hollow overhung with long glassy
i jungle, and was, of course not visible.
I at once folio veil the game with a
i couple ol elephants, one being only a
beater. I’oor M .klma, on which 1 was
mounted, unfortunately fell in o the
hollow, and, quick as lightning, tin
1 tiger was on Ins back, biting him. 1
I lost no time in giving stripes one bullet
lin Ida right foreleg and a second in his
j belly, and yet live fight between the ele
phant and tiger continued. The mo
| mint was critical. The feat of remain
ing on the howda became t xtremely dif- j
i licult. With his trunk Makhna dragged
i stripes down four or five limes, and the ,
| latter made the bulky body of the for- 1
mer shake right and left some fourteen
or titeeu times. During this struggle
the mahut fell on the ground from the
elephant’s neck, hut had the dex
terity to mount his hack again, and
then to lodge himself on the hack of
tne hovvda, which shook so fearfully at
times it would come swinging to the
ground. Of course, now, the combat
was "hand-to-hand,” and lasted for
nearly an hour. The four remaining
elephants followed me at tirst, but what
with the struggle between their com
rade and stripes, and the roaring of the
one and the cries of the other, they be
came uncontrollable, beat a hasty re
treat and took their stand more than
sixty yards oil'. Dear Kishen Lai tried
his best to come up to me, hut the Dan
tal was 100 much frightened to obey the
mahut. Chand Tara, poor creature, did
afterwards come toward me, hut she
was only a beater and took her stand
some fifteen feet behind. Poor Makhna
was much the worse for this singular
combat, and fell prostrate on his right
side, and stripes, too, fell on the ground.
The tiger lay some four or live feet from
me. Not seeing me, my followers were
alarmed. They kicked up a row, Kish
en Lil t rying out "Uncle killed by
tiger.” To see me was impossible. Ly
ing on the ground I thought of God,
pressed against the howda, handled the
rille, and gave stripes a bullet. It told
upon his neck, but yet he did not let go
his hold of the elephant, which was still
lying on his side. The contents of the
other barrel 1 emptied into the tiger’s
back. He Tun left Makhna, and all
was over with stripes in an instant. The
elephant was on his legs. The mahut
got upon his neck and I mounted the
howda. Makhna, poor creature, has
been hurt in his trunk in ten or twelve
places. The tiger measured thirteen
feet from tho tip of his nose to the end
of the tail. This is but a faint outline
of what actually took place. Many a
tiger has fallen by my rille, but never
in my life did I witness such a larai.
GKMUS I'M)Kit A (’LOUD.
Troubles uf a Man whose llusiness wa
••tu Edit.”
Detroit Free Frost*.
The clock had just struck twelve or
thirteen limes the other night when an
oiiicer whoso heat included a lumber
yard, heard signs and groans and a
great wrangling over the fence. An in
vestigation brought to light a man who
was half drunk and the other half
asleep, and he was trying to make a lot
of clapboards do duty ashed blankets.
The cold would creep in however, and
he was sputtering and complaining and
kicking around like a cat in a cold gar
ret. Ho was brought down shivering
land shaking, and it took two coal
i stoves and a pint of warm water to
I warm him up. He was an liumhle-
I looking man as he came into court.
He had tried to turn his paper-collar,
hut it was a sad failure, as a help to i*n
| prove his personal appearance. The
t Hurt he had made to comb his hair
■ with a tenpenuy nail was lamentably
1 sad, though it showed a good streak in
1 his nature.
"John Gordon Brown, what do you
do?” solemnly innnired the court.
"1 edit,” was the very solemn an
swer.
“What do yon edit? ’
“Newspapers.”
“What newspaper?”
“Well, the last one was called tin-
Thumlay A'ight,”
“Where was it?”
"In York State.”
"Mr. Brown, how does it happen that
you have come down to this? Where
is your pen—your shears —your bank
stock —your good clothes?”
"1 sold out, got robbed, been sick,
lost my wife, and 1 tell you, Judge, I'm
a pretty sick editor.”
“Yes, you are, Mr. Brown. Where
do you want to go?”
"Oh, most anywhere.”
"Shall I send you up for thirty?’’
“Yes, I guess so. 1 want to get on
my feet like, and I guess I'll feel better
when 1 come out.”
"1 think so. It it will make you feel
more at Inline they will allow you scis
sors, paste, and a few old papers in
your cell. Sit down in the corridor,
Mr. Brown —don’t increase your hungry
look.by standing up too much."
“Hey 1”
Pi-trnlt Free Press.
Up Woodward avenue a piece is one
of those men who, even if he under
stands perfectly welt an inquiry ad
dressed to him, invariably replies,
“Hey?” and the inquiry must be sub
mitted again. The world has tens of
thousands of these "heys?” but until
the other day this Detroiter was the
worst of all. Along came a stranger,
the other evening, who might and
might not have known of this man's
eccentricity. Entering the store, he re
marked:
"1 want four pounds of sugar."
“Hey?” replied the'other.
"1 said 1 wanted a saussage-stutl'or.”
continued the man.
"What—hey?”
"1 asked if you had pickles in vine
t gar," coollv remarked the stranger.
"Hey?"'
"I—want a—gallon—of— lurpen
-1 tine," slowly replied the stranger.
"Bless your soul! but I don’t keep it'"
suddenly exclaimed the citizen.
"I didn't suppose vou did."
"Hey?"
"1 said I’d take some liver-pills in
place of it."
No doubt the dealer had hoard every
•-ingle word of the entire conversation,
and he didn’t like it very well either,
but habit prevailed and again he called
out “Hey?”
“Calico! calico!" shouted the stranger.
; “I’ve asked you a dozen times over if
you had any good eignt-cent calico!”
No, sir—no. sill" was the indignant
answt r.
“Hey?” called the stranger, his band
to his ear.
The citizen looked around for the
four-pound weight, but when he found
it there was nothing to throw at.
The day before a Turkish girl is mar
ried she is taken t j the bath by her
lady friends and lumps of sugar are
broken over her bead as a forecast of
the sweets of matrimony. A \ear or
; so afterward her husband breaks ‘he
; whole sugar bowl over her bead.