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AN EASTERN STORY.
A certain wise man, deeply versed In all the learning of tne East, Crew tired in spirit, and athirst d From life to he released. r 6o to Eliab, holy man Of.God, he came: "Ah, give me, friend. The herb of death, that now the spaa Of my vain life may end." Eliab gently answered: "Ere Thy soul may free itself indeed, This herb of healing thou must bear To seven men in ueed. ♦When thou hast lightened each grief, And brought him hope and joy again. Return; nor ulialt thou seek relief At Allah's hands in vain." man a J^swise man sighed, but humbly said, "A*V . a ** willeth, so is best." ikjid W?th the healing herb he sped Away-apon his quest. And, as he journeyed on, intent To serve the sorrowing in the land. On deeds of love and mercy bent, The herb bloomed in his hand; And through ids pulses shot a fire Of strength and hope and happiness; Bis heart leaped with the glad desire To live and serve and bless. Lord of all earthly woe and weal, Be this, life's flower, forever mine! To love, to comfort, and to heal— Therein is life divine! —Emily J. Troup, in South Place Maga zine. ★ ★★★★★★★★★ ★ ★★★★★★★★ ★ ★★★★★★★★★ The Butt of Apache Humor. iiiiiiiiiiii aimii A Story of the Blending of Redskin Cruelty and Cunning. ★★★★★★★★★ ★ ★★★★★★★★ AOK. BAN RICARDO bore the ^ Jg reputation of being tbe © I o uiost skilful lasso thrower ^ in the Southwest, where it is conceded that the most wonderful manipulators of the lasso kave their homes. Some of Juan's exploits sound in credible. He engaged in numerous contests at Albuquerque, Tombstone, Tucson, Phoenix and many of the ^frontier posts, and in every one he was the victor. Many a time he would clash forward at full speed, lean over from his saddle, scrape a match on a •stone and light his cigarette, as he swung back, and then flirt the loop of bis coiled rope under the heel of some galloping bull, and whirl over the latter in a flash on his side. As is well known, the ranchmen in the Southwest used to suffer a great deal from the ravaging Apaches, but nt the time referred to most of them were their reservation and comparative |Beace reigned. Now and then a maver ick was killed and roasted by some prowling bucks, and occasionally shots 'were exchanged with them, hut noth Jng took place to cause general alarm. Nevertheless, the cowboys were too •wise to trust an Apache. Kindness and charity to any of the scowling miscreants was quite certain to be re paid with .robbery and assassination. It was during the Illness of his two men that Juan set out to bring back half a score of cattle that had drifted away from others. He went on the Journey alone, though he half suspect ed s<*ae wandering Apaches were at tbe bottom of the trouble. He told the ether men to give their attention to the main herd, browsing a couple of miles distant, while he set out to round up and bring in the estrays. Juan followed the cattle by means of the trail they had left, and had not gone far before, from the Imprints the hard earth, he discovered that it was as he suspected. Three mounted bucks had managed to cut out the cat tle unseen, and were making toward the mountains with them. The discovery angered him, and in stead of riding back for help he pushed on alone. He knew that If he took time to go after some of his comrades, the thieves would get off beyoud covery. Besides, there were only three of them, and he was not afraid to and tight them. Juan always had his lasso coiled on his saddle hook, and the afternoon well advanced when he came to a deep depression, where there was a slight growth of brush and stunted It was of such slight extent that he could see the open country beyond, and with no thought of coming upon the thieves, he spurred his pony into the glace, expeifting to debouch the other side and speedily run the rogues to earth. At the moment of entering the un ^Sryiple.rgrowth three Winchesters were dls ~*f**%harged together, and his horse lunged forward and went down on his nose, ^breathing his lust within a few seconds. The Apaches could not have aimed at the rider, for they tired at such a short distance that it was impossible to miss, and It would have been unac countable that they should have wished /to kill only the horse, except for the ■incidents that followed and explained ■their action. The fall from the pony was so sud den that, despite his line horseman ®^ip, Juan was flung several yards over his head, and was slightly dazed for the moment. He was In a fury, for he knew that threi cowardly Apaches had done him (this grevious wrong, and he was eager |o get within reach of them. N.t was an instinctive action on his 'part, as he was on the point of shoot on re pursue was grass. on ♦t r f Inf over tbe bond of bis dying hors*, to clutcb at the lasso, which be jerked loose from its tastenlugs. Thus it hap pened that as he clambered to his feet, he held his rifle in bis left baud and his rope in his right, and still grasped them as he dashed forward. Twenty steps further and he found he had rushed into quicksand. At the same moment he caught sight of the three Apache horsemen, who seem ed to have sprung from tiie ground. They had halted several rods distant and made no attempt to get beyond range. They must have known of the quicksand, and, skirting it, laid their plans to entrap him, and did it to per fection. In his rage, Juan paid no attention at first to his sinking feet, but brought his Winchester to a level and aimed at one of the bucks. All three threw themselves on the other side of their ponies, but, meaning to tire through the bodies of their beasts, Juan pulled the trigger. To his inexpressible chagrin, the weapon could not be discharged. In his fall he had injured the lock be yond repair for the time. Flinging aside the useless gun, he reached down for his revolver, when he recalled it was in the holster of his saddle. He was without any weapon at all, unless his knife should be con sidered such. The bucks had certainly risked a great deal in their effort to entrap the cowman, but they had succeeded to perfection. He was caught inextri cably in a quicksand and had not a single firearm with which to defend himself. The Apaches comprehended his frightful predicament and boiled over with delight. One of them could speak tolerable English nud begun tuunting the poor fellow. Extending his hnnd, he said. "Howdy?" and urged him to come for ward and shake his palm. He accused him of being under the influence of firewater, so that he could not walk, and^at sight of the furious but vain struggles of the helpless victim, the three broke into uproarious laughter. Surely they had not had one-half as much fun since they were born. Now nothing would have been easier than for any one or all three of the bucks, from their coign of vantage, to shoot the ranchman, but that would have ended his suffering and termi nated their enjoyment. It would be hard to picture the hor rible peril in which Juan Ricardo was caught. None knew better than he the nature f the treacherous soil beneath him. As soon as he was freed of the pres ence of the Apaches, Juan began strug gling with the energy of desperation. He knew it was useless to shout, for his voice could not penetrate half way to their dwelling, or to .where some of his friends might be looking after the cattle. He had neither gun nor pistol to attract attention by firing in the air. The afternoon was wearing away. Not a living person was In sight, and Juan reflected that It was not likely his friends would discover his fate for several days, and then they would learn it only by seeing the carcass of his horse, showing where he had shot over his head and plunged into the quicksand. He was saddened at sight of his faithful beast, who had given up his life in the performance of duty, just as he himself was about to do. He looked at k the saddle, the cinch, the box stirrup lying loosely against his side, the bridle and the horn of the saddle, around which he was accustomed to coil his lasso, and as his eyes fell upon it the ranchman was trilled from head to foot by a thought which came like an inspiration. The next moment he had coiled the rope and began swinging the end round his head, in the fashion that no man could do as well as he. He was at much disadvantage, for his body was held firmly, but his arms were free, and he was as cool and self-possessed as when about to throw a running bull or engage in one of the friendly con tests with some of his friends. With the matchless skill he had so often displayed he shot the loop for ward, and the next second it settled around the horn or hook in the saddle, just as he knew it would do, and he drew It taut. Communication was thus established with terra Anna, but the danger was that In endeavoring to pull himself out of the quicksand he would pull the body of the horse into it, without help ing himself. He worked with infinite caution. He moved the heavy form of the pony sev eral times, and more than once thought he was going to spoil everything: but as a small piece of wood will support a man in the water,> the resistance he was able to offer prevented his sinking deeper, and by and by he was able gradually to approach the more solid ground, until at last he crawled out, and knowiug he was saved, sat down to rest himself. His fear was that the Apaches would return, and since night had fully come, he started for home, where he arrived an hour later, none the worse for his thrilling experience.—New York News. Two Experience*. In an advertising periodical is report ed the experience of two men as per sonally known to the writer of the re port One went into the fancy poultry business, but did not advertise. Even tually he grew discouraged from lack of buyers and gave up the business. A hundred miles nway another man went Into the same business, but ad vertised In a number of leading news papers. He is slill at it on a large scale, still advertises and is a rich man. • PORTAB' E COTTAGES. Carrying a Summer Home With One Into the Country at a Moderate Cost. A great advantage of the-portable house for summer outings is that it can be used every - year in a different place. A family may have a change of scene every season. The cost of a portable house varies from $50 to $500, and is about one third less than that of a house of the same size built by a carpenter. As summer cottages, they meet the needs of those who want to spend the summer in the country, but who cau not afford to own a house and lot, nor to rent an expensive country home, it is an easy matter to hire a small plot of .ground, either at the sea-shore or in the mountains, at a low cost, and spend the summer in one of these houses. The cost of transportation by freight is not great, for they can be packed into a very small space, each part being flat. They arc not so plain as one might suppose, for many of them have piazzas or wings, which may be added, if desired. I know of such a house in which a family of four have spent their sum mers at the seashore for several years. The house is divided into five rooms— one used ns a living room, three of the others as bed rooms, and one as a kitchen. In the first place, the house cost them about $200, the transportation about $10, and they pay the land owner $50 a year for the privilege of putting up the house for the summer. They find it much cheaper than boarding, and much more comfortable than camping in a tent. In the winter the house is either left standing or packed away in a neighboring barn. Two men can put up this portable house in a' few hours with a screw driver, a monkey wrench and a hum mer.—Country Life in America. A Joke on a Joker. When Bill Nye and Will Visscher were touring together in the far West they acquired the habit of guying each other for the purpose of relieving the monotony of one-night stands, as their stunts were the same, respectively, every night during the season. Visscher at that time and for many years had a monstrously big red nose, which he prided himself upon, more or less, as a distinguishing mark and as evidence that he was sufficiently weal thy to keep up the color. Nye, on the occasions referred to, be ing always first to appear, would say, in his peculiar drawling manner: "For this season I have interspersed and interrupted this entertainment with a large and bright new feature. When my friend, Visscher, comes out you will see the feature to which I al lude." Then, after having done his turn, he would say: "You may now turn dow . the lights and in. assistant will come on." Once when the pair were appearing in a regular theatre, Visscher discov ered in a dressing room some grease paint that had been left there by an actor. The paint was of the proper flesh tint, and he made himself up with a nose that looked very human, and when he came on the audience could not see the point to Nye's joke. As Visseher always afterward carried the tube of light pniut in his pocket, Nye was afraid to attempt his crimson joke again. Municipal Economies* One of the special features of the Health Exhibition of the Sanitary In stitute, at Glasgow, will be a munic ipal exhibit, arranged by the different departments of the Glasgow Corpora tion. The cleansing department pro poses to arrange for, among other things, exhibits of a model up-to-date destructor and the Globe fertilizer; the gas and electrical departments, the latest Improvements in illumination, and the sewage departments, what they can produce from what were for merly waste products. The other de partments of the Corporation will al so be well represented with their dif ferent Interests, and we feel sure that the representatives of the municipali ties who regularly attend the con gresses of the institute will welcome this opportunity of witnessing the pro gress that is made in municipal enter prises by the Glasgow Corporation. Jo*t Humanity. The policeman felt the man's wrists and heart. "He's done for," said one, solemnly. The doctor arrived and made a hasty examination. "Dead," he whispered. "His skull Is smashed to a jelly." The ambulance came, fol lowed by a throng. "No need of me," said the surgeon. "You want the Morgue wagon." He drove rapidly away. The Morgue wagon was tele graphed for. The man who had washed away the blood opened the towel and placed it over the battered features. A resident of the heights brought a sheet and threw it over the body. Some cards in the dead man's pockets were taken for identification purposes. When the Morgue wagon had gone with its burden a quaint character known as "Crazy Jim" bor rowed a shovel and covered up the blood stained earth with fresh loam.— Victor Smith, in the New York Press. To Grow Miniature Tree*. It Is quite possible for any one to own a forest of miniature oaks, which may be grown even without the aid of soil. In order to rear a miniature for est procure a shallow dish and cover the base of it with moss an inch thick. Then set a number of good acorns in rows about two inches apart, and a perfect little forest of oak trees can be raised. The moss must always be kept very moist, and the acorns will begin to grow in the spring. By June or July they will have raised themselves six to eight Inches high, and will form a charming sight for any lover of trees.—London Mail. l * PAPER. FROM CORNSTALKS p Corn Shucked For One Dollar an Acre in the Field. :: :: :: 1 A Kankakee (ill.) dispatch to the Chicago Record-Herald says: A Maine paper mill is making paper from Ill inois cornstalks that sells as high as eight cents a pound, the result of the new farm operation that promises great results, it is a farm matter that In the use of stalks for paper re sults in the farmer having his corn husked for $1 an acre instead of three cents a bushel and in having gathered into his barn all the fodder that is really desirable for feeding purposes. For years the paper manufacturers have known that the cornstalk pro duces a fiber that is valuable for paper making purposes, but up to a year or so ago they were at a loss to know how to cook it to advantage. To cook the shell of the cornstalk to the porp er consistency would overcook the pith. Neither could the leaves or the husks be cooked with the stulk with out spoiling some component part. About eight years ago George R. Sherwood, of Kearney, Neb., began giving the subject of utilizing corn stalks considerable thought. From his seat in a railroad car he looked out over the great wastes of cornstalks and tried to figure out the solution of putting them to valuable use. Later he consulted a Chicago chemist named William Hoskins, and the two set to work to devise a plan by which the shell of the cornstalk and the pith could be prepared for paper making separately. To do this it would be necessary to separate the pith from the shell, and it would have to be done by machinery. A score or more of such machines were experimented with. About a year ago a piece of mechan ism was completed and set to work, with the result that nearly 100 tons of the linert grades of paper huve been made from stalks that grew in Kan kakee County, 111. The quality of this paper is such as to make it available for nearly all the purposes of a print er or bookmaker. The character of the pith production is slightly differ ent from that of the shell. One grade of it has been found desirable for grocers' use In covering 1 .rd or butter. A large proportion of the paper that has been made came from the 1903 crop of cornstalks. It was first thought best to induce the farmer to haul his corn fodder to the plant in Kankakee, nave the corn husked and then hauling the leaves and the husks back to the farm for feeding purposes. Superintendent Mil ler of the factory, howevc", believed there was a much better plan, one that was calculated to enlist the co operation of the farmers. He perfect ed a machine, the province of which is to be hau.ed to the farm, set up near the barn and then haul the shocks of fodder to the machine, just as the thrashing people haul oat or other grain. The fodder is fea into the ma chine, swiftly driven ly steam power. The first act of the contrivance is to snap off the ears of the cornstalk and to drop them into a doble con veyor, which carries the ears along endways, skinning off the husks as they pass along. Scarcely a shred is left on an ear, the great bulk of the yellow ears coming out with out a vestige of their former covering. What little shelling is done in the op eration the machine saves the grains and deposits them in a box at the side. The ears are run by machinery into a wagon box, in which they are hauled away. After having clipped off the ears the machine runs the stalks to the rear, depositing them side by side on a table. Automatically the machine rolls them into a bundle that is pushed into a binder operated on the same prin ciple as that of the binding machin ery of* a harvester. Tne bundle of stalks 1 , as clean as fish poles, is tied with a hemp cord and dropped to the side of the machine. The leaves and husks of the fodder are dropped-on an endless belt that carries them to the mouth of a blow pipe, the function of which is to blow this material into the barn of the farm, er, who finds In it some of the finest feed stuff that his farm produces. For thus husking his corn and blow ing the prrt fit for -attle feed into the barn the farmer paj s the machine man $1 an acre and turns over the stalks to the latter free of charge. The machine will clean up six acres or about 130 shocks ocorn a day. The stalks, which have now become the property of the busker, are hauled I or shipped to the plant at Kankakee and are conveyed to an upper room, where they are fed Into a machine that separates the pith from the shell of the stalk. Two knives thut are driven at great speed saw the pith from the stalk that has been rolled flat, so that every particle of the pith has been tasen out. The pith is dropped into one bin and the shell into another. They are baled separately and shipped to the paper factory in Maine, where each is treated according t© a particular process in making paper. At first the busker and depithlng machines . ere combined in one, the first idea being to bring all the fod der to the plant. Then it was found to he more desirable to do the husking on the firm and the depithing in the plant, and they were separated. It la believed that one of .he buskers may be perfected to str) and husk fifteen acres a day and will turn out in a single autumn 000 tons of prepared corn stalks. A paper mill with a daily capacity of 100 tons or finishes paper will require 00,000 tons of cornstalks annually. It Is estimated that the to tal output of the paper mills of this country is 3.000,000 tons annually. SURGERY IN FAVOR. People Sow Submit to Operations Who One© Shrank. Not so many years ago surgical op erations were generally regarded by the public as a means of last resort, and were submitted to only when the patient or his family was advised that no other escape was open for the suf ferer. Frequently the sick man was in extremes when he went under the surgeon's knife, and it is asserted by medical men that the large mortality in a given number of operations was due to this fact. In this way the popu lar fear of going through these or deals was increased, the surgeons gen. erally being held responsible for the fatal outcome. To-day there is less fear of the knife, and statistics show that the mortality is far less This is attribut ed by the profession to the advanced views now held and what may be termed the greater popularity of sur gery. Of course a most potent con tribution to this condition of affairs is the more extensive knowledge pos sessed by the modern surgeou and his greater skill. But there is another source from which help comes; that is, ■ that cases requiring the services of surgeons are not delayed until the last minute, when the patients are so exhausted or they cannot stand the shock they must necessarily sustain. To-dny it is appreciated by all stu dents of the ills to which flesh is heir that if the knife is to he used the sooner it is t.one the better: just ns everybody knows that if a disease is to be Cuecked, the sooner medicine Is administered the better. And to this view of the matter the doctor and the surgeon have gradually educated the people. This accounts for the popu larity of surgery and for the material diminishing ,of the death rate of per sons passing under the knife.—Balti more Herald. Oar Native Shrubs. No Imported shrub can give us quite the trill we feel, when walking along the edge of the bare woods in early spring we suddenly come upon the white banners of the flowering dog wood, or when we catch the first breath from the honey yellow blossoms of the spice-bush in the moist woods, or of the fragrant pussy-willow by the latetly ice-bound brook. No foreign beauty, no hothouse-bred fad of society can have for us the loving charm of the alder, which in our childhood we saw shaking its flimsy tassels in the wind, and scattering its golden pollen into the rushing stream, or of the wild rose, which though less grand than some, is still the sweetest rose of all. For magnificent beauty perhaps none of our native shrubs can excel the great laurel, or rose-bay, the native rhododendron which grows along the wooded mountains of Eastern North America, from Nova Scotia and On tario to Georgia. It is a lover of the woods and streams and often grows in such profusion that the branches in terlock and form thickets, through which a strong man can hardly force his way. During the summer these thickets are covered with wonderfud pink blossoms.—Woman's Home Com panion. A Lennon In Penurlounnean. This incident from the Saturday Evening Post illustrates the thrift which has always been present in all transactions made by Russell Sage: A prominent New York financier says that recently, while on a tour of inspection over the Missouri Pacific system. President Gould took great pride in pointing out to Russell Sage the late improvements In equipment, and various new and ingenious de vices and attachments. Among the lat ter Mr. Gould was especially pleased to show to Mr. Sage a certain device by which there is registered the speed of a train. The device in question re sembled a steam-gauge, and was con nected with an axle, so that the pointer registered the number of revolutions every minute. Mr. Sage examined the device with great interest. Then, after a moment's pause he looked up at Mr. Gould and asked with the greatest solemnity: "Does it earn anything?" "No, I think not," answered the pres ident of the system smilingly. "Does it suve anything?" "No." "Then," concluded Mr. Sage decided "I would not have it on my car!" School Children of Japan. 'Though among the wage-earning class of Japan there Is still great ig norance, and an enormous amount re mains to be done for their education, tt is surprising to note the number of schools supported by the city of Tokio alone," says a writer in Social Service. "To some of these schools a girl is sent at six years of age, the one chosen be ing in accordance with her father's In come and social position. It is curious that no matter how exclusive a Japan ese family may be in other ways, in education the tendency is democratic. Schools are much preferred to private governesses, even among the nobility, and girls of royal blood meet dally in the schoolroom with the daughters of well-to-do commoners. This is prob ably one of the best plans that could be devised for giving such girls a knowledge of the world and bringing them to a realization of what modern progress has done In making these 'others girls' their friends and equals. N THE "SLEEPY" WOODCHUCK. The Little Ground Hug That i« Far Mom Alert Than He Looks. If there is any one of our native animals that looks slow, clumsy, "lazy,"and generally unfit to survive in the struggle for existence, it is the woodchuck. \ s Country Life in America. After he has built, or rather excavated, his home—which, to tell the truth, lie docs In a rapid and business like way—he does nothing but eat and sleep. Yet any one who sizes him up ns an incompetent, is likely to get fooled, for he is a source of continual surprises. When your garden is not far fro® the woods, you may be awakened In the middle of the night by a series of most alarming yells and howls, occa sioned by some hungry woodchuck that has come for a nocturnal visit to the cabbage patch and met with a warm reception from our two dogs. The woodchuck usually gets away ap parently unharmed, while the dogs are left to nurse their scratched uoses and forepaws. The woodchuck. In fact, has plenty of courage, and will always fight in preference to running away. Throughout the summer, this little "woodpig" spends most of his time in the vicinity of his burrow, coming out early In (he morning to take his break fast, returning to his nest for a morn ing nap. appearing again at noon and late In the nfternoon for his dinner and is Is supper, only to return ngnln for an other snooze. Occasionally, he makes a visit to some neighboring orchard or garden. By October first, when he is fat, he retires into his subterranean home for a long sleep, until, we are led to believe, the proverbial ''groundhog" day. _,j WISE WORDS. Wisdom Is common sense in an un> common degree.—Coleridge. Your grip on success depends large ly on the other things you are willing to let go. We ahall gntn nothing by our ap* plaudings and praises of Christ, with out a renewed nature. We cannot always succeed; but il we fail, we can always fail In goo4 spirits.—R. L Stevenson. Be brave, persevere In the flghti struggle on, do not let go, think mag* nanimously of man and life, for matt is good and life is afliuent and fruits ful.—Morley. Politeness, or civility, or urbanity, or whatever we may chose to call HI is the oil which preserves the machln* ery of society from destruction.—Dt» J. G. Holland. When thou wishest to make tbysellf delight, think of the ercellences of those who live with thee; for iustanca of the energy of one, thj modesty of another, the liberal kindness of a third.—Murcus Aurelius. Behold, it all snould be spokeU against thee could be most malicious* ly invented, what would it hurt thee 1$ thou suffredst it to pass away entirely^ and madest no more reckoning of II than of a mote? much as one hair from thy head?— Thomas a Kempls. Do not be discouraged by youi faults; bear with yourself in correct lng them, as you would with youl neighbor.. Lay aside this ardor of mind which exhausts your body and leads you to commit errors. Speak, move and act as if you were in prayer^ In truth, this is prayer.—Fenelon. Could it pluck afl If "AppendIxless Club. Hamlet A. Rye, of Sioux City, wh« Is organizing an "appendixleaa dub,* 4 said the other day: "Only those who have gone tbrougf the operation for appendicitis will bt eligible for membership in my club. The loss of the appendix formB tt strong bond of sympathy. Appeudich tis victims like to get together and tall about their past sufferings. "Such talk will be encouraged In my club. The spirit of this organization will not be like the spirit cf a Sioux City woman I heard about the othet day. This woman's little daughter had just begun the study of physiology, and on 4 the day of her third lesson tbk child brought the teacher a note from her mother that said: "'Please don't tell May any mora about her inside. She doesn't like it, and, besides, it's rude. f II Hard on Lawyer*. Jacob H. Schiff, who was instrn* mental in bringing a part of the Jap anese war loan to America, was talk ing to a reporter in New York about his recent European tour. "London's courts of law have always interested me," he said, "and 1 1 revis ited them last 'month for about ths tenth time. A Q. C., whom I happened to meet there, told me how Peter the Great had once gone through the law courts. He said that Peter, at the end of his inspection, said: " 'These men are all lawyers? What can be the use of so many? I havs only two In my empire, and I mean to hang one of them as soon as I re turn.' If Editor Shepard'i News* When the late Elliott F. Shepard published a newspaper he printed at the head of the editorial column each afternoon a Scriptural text. The edi tor of one of the sensational newspa pers instructed a reporter to interview Mr. Shepard and outlined the questions the young man was to ask. All went well until the interviewer asked: Why do you publish Bible extracts? The one to-day dealt with the Cruci fixion. Do you consider that news?" "I do," emphatically responded Mr. Shepard. "It is news to a great many people—especially so, I believe, to the genU^—on who sent you to question me." f *•»»«:. w euded tb**<*. ii