The Coconino weekly sun. [volume], July 02, 1896, Image 6

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HE church bells are
merrily clang-
i5?cLii " flUBh ot th0
" it iiz And cannon
are
and
flashing
banging,
And hoarse reals the ear-splitting horn:
Oa the air floats tho banner of glory
Ktw stars Us bright azure adorn
And all of tho day tells tho story
When a nation to freedom was born!
All dny, through tho heat.
Sounds tho tramp, tramp of feet)
Tin the rampant small boy.
In a frenzy of Joy,
Over crackers a-cracklng,
And tho snappy whack-whacking
Ot pistols, torpedoes, and such
Ah. for him thcro Is never too much!
No pleasure can thrill him,
No music can fill him
With rapture so sweet
Aa (he trapping of powder
(Now softer, now louder),
And the rub-a-dud beat
OC tho drum, and tho lifo
iStlrring scream of tho fife.
Hut night, with her mantlo of peace,
At last shutteth silently down
Over country and village and town;
Var awhile In tho nlr
'The bright, sky-rending flaro
Of the rocket, tho sheen
Ot the candle's tumultuous glare,
Ont-shinlng the starlight, are seen
'Then quietly, one by one,
XJke the going down of tho sun,
The tumult, the glory, surcease.
And tho day, that so noisily roso.
Sinks down to unbroken repose.
Unbroken? Ha! ha!
IJang! bang! bang! fizz
, Bang! bang! fizz-
Bang!
Vizzl-
And the world sleeping Is.
C. O. Thomas, in Christian Work.
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MMtaPENDEflCE
Original.
ON'T bo iiiucli of n
holiday to-morrow,
I'm afraid," re
marked tho store
keeper of the prai
rie settlement to
tlio company gath
ered in his little,
room.
""Because the cattle's comin'?" put in
a settler from across the creek. "Little
Tilling1 like that hadn't ought to prevent
'lone Prairie's liavin' a good time on
-Xourth'O'July."
"We'll have too much to do. The
"hertTK a big one, or Jabon Moore
Mould not come in with it."
v "Jlis first trip to town in six years,
Tm Wid. A woman was in it wasn't
there?"
"Yes, his girl married another man,
or romcthing like that."
Two well-dre.-vsed gentlemen, sharp
contrast to the settlers, entered. They
were buyers from the city nt the mouth
of the river, come to inspect the big
'herd of Toxiis cattle to come in off the
"What, did you say this peculiar herd
er's name is?" one of them, tall and
-dark, asked.
"Jason Moore, the best known herder
ton the grazing ground an' thebestone,
-loo, I reckon."
The stranger seemed a little startled.
but he only remarked: "Good day for
him to come to town Fourth of July."
"But there ain't much going on that I
Jcnow of,"
There was something going on, and
cadi member of tho settlement found
out what it was the next morning early
when a small boy on horseback mado
the rounds, firing a large torpedo at
very cabin door nnd announcing to
tho startled inmates that n flng-raising
ronId take place nt noon out ut the
iBchoothousc.
"Guess wo might as well go out and
-as tho fun," remarked George Harlan,
the dark-visaged stock buyer. "It's
mighty dull hereabouts."
"All right," added Ills friend, and the
two went across tho level plains with
the rest toward the tiny schoolhouse,
act in the midst of the prairie five miles
.away. A few cottonwood trees were
-.making a. brave effort to shade the yard,
lut were somewhat bent by the steady
south winds.
A considerable company of fanners,
.ranchmen, boys and girls, wives and
'wccthearts, were gathered and tho
teacher, pretty, blue-eyed Anna Leland,
"was busiest of nil nrrnnging the pro--grammc
and preparing for the raising
of the silk flag which some friends in
her old homo in western New York had
' sent to the school.
"Now, Mr. Graham," to tho store
keeper, "I shall ask you foraspeech."
"Don't do It 111 break down," yet
everybody know that ho could talk
longer than any speaker pn Lono Prai
rie. As tho Btrangers rode up they were
closely watched by tho settlers nnd the
.assembled families. Harlan was n
graceful rider, and not even the Texas
Xony on which he was mounted could
unseat him. Ho was not in time to sevs
the school-teacher, for sho had gone
Inside the building,
llefore he reached tho steps another
- matter of interest had attracted atten
tion. Off to tho south, already bo near
at hand ns to surprise all that it hod not
been noticed before, was a clond of
dust. It was many rods wide and
launched in a long irregularllnoupfrom
--(be plains of the south.
"Cyclone's comin'!" shouted somecx
fcHnble individual, aud tho women were
perceptibly nervous.
"No such a thing." reassuringly put In
the storekeeper. "That'a the herd from
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the ranches we've been lookln' for, an
it ain't a mile away."
Silently they gazed. Then, as if a
commander had come out of the midst
of an army, a single horseman was dis
tinguishnblo in front of tho wall of
dust and was evidently advancing on
tho schoolhouse group, gaining rapidly
on the herd, now visible, plodding along
behind.
"It's tho boss herder, comin' in to picic
a camp," remarked Graham.
He was right
In a few minutes n wide-hatted, hand
some cowboy dashed up and dismount
ed, his big spurs jingling merrily as he
walked.
"Well," ho began, with a light smile
breaking over his naturally stern fea
tures, "are you here to give me a recep
tion?" "Hardly," said Graham, coming for
ward; "wo didn't expect you quite
yet."
"We're here, just the same, nnd the
cattle are coming fast, too. They're
anxious."
He was right. The herd had advanced
very fast nnd tho settlers were all on
the opposito side of the schoolhouse
watching the approach.
As the herder stood there beside the
steps, with the bridlo reins hanging
loosely to his arm, suddenly camo a
vision in the doorway. It wns a young
woman, dressed in a fresh pink gown j
she had laughing blue eyes and a pleas
ant face.
Hut the face grew pele and the girl
started back nervously.
"Anna!" said tho herder, in a voice
which told of deep emotion.
"Jason ! " Her words were ns strange
ly spoken.
For a moment neither said more;
then the herder wenton:
"Why are you out here?"
"Why shouldn't I lc? We couldn't
11 live on 'that little Illinois farm, nnd
wages are better out here on the prai
ries than there."
"But but they told me you were mar
ried to Harlan."
"Who told you?"
"It came from him, I think, and If I
find him"
"Hush you can find him, for he U
uotfar off. I saw him pass the window
a moment ago. He, too, is a westerner
nnd is buying cattle."
"I've been raising them, out on the
Texas plains, an' I have almost forgot
I had a country, so long has it been
since I saw civilization. This is my first
trip in from the ranch In four years or
more."
"Well, you'll know you have a coun
try on tliis trip, for to-day is the Fourth
of July."
"Is that why all these folks are gath
ered here?"
"l'es, and I'm to have a flag-raising.
HE LEASED
You must make a speech. Don't you re
member how you used to 'orate' in the
iyceum?"
Remember it! It was burned into his
mind, and along with it wns the recol
lection of long rides homeward with
this same woman who stood before him
then a schoolgirl for whose favors he
had striven and in whose good graces
he had a formidable rival in Harlan.
Tho herder kicked impatiently at the
sunburned grass.
Anna Leland watched him closely and
noted tho change mado by the passing
j ears in her old-time admirer, and she
wondered if he still thought of her as
he did then.
Suddenly a shout took them to the
side of the schoolhouse. The herd was
coming nnd the younger part of the
company was enjoying the tilt between
two of tho big steers that captoln
llke led tho advancing horned host.
Five thousand head of cattle! Allttlo
sea of thin, nervous faces and de
spreading, sharp-pointed horns. Some
times so wild as to dciy any but the
most expert riders, mounted on fresh
ponies; again seeming like farmyard in
habitants In their harmlcssness.
These, browsing through the ravines
and now feeding quietly while the
herders, sitting on their ponies, awaited
the boss herder's pleasure, were in tho
Jnttcr wood, and it seemed impossible
that they could become as ungovern
able as the beasts of the forest. Even as
the spectators looked, an exhibition was
to bo given which would exemplify it
all.
Tho boys of tho school were watching
the spcctaclo and likewise trying to do
something to show their allegiance to
tho nation. For the latter purpose they
wcro provided with several large fire
crackers. It seemed to them that now
would be an opportune time to begin the
celebration, and accordingly the fuse of
a particularly vicious cracker was
lighted and the whole thrown far out
In the grass.
Nobody can tell what will cause a
stampede. The crack of a stick, the
whistle of a quail anything sudden
nna strange, in tnis caso it was a
Fourth of July firecracker, and Itdid Its
work well.
"Bang!" A thousand heads were
raised. Bellowing sounds came from
the leaders' throats; forefeet stamped
angrily and then came the start! With
heads thrown bock, a dozen steers
started off on their wild career. Hun
dreds followed them, and soon the herd
was in motion. It became, a blind, un
reasoning horde, carrying death to
whatever living thing camo in its way
and controllable only by adroit side
riding of the cowboys.
Jason nnd tho scliool-icaclicr stood'
watching the transformation. They
saw, besides the hurrying herders, n
stranger in a light suit riding fast in
front of the herd.
"That," spoke the girl, "is Harlan."
Jason strained his eyes, gazing at
tho man. Then he turned to watch his
companion jealously. Did she feel sin
interest in Harlan? He could not tell.
Then something happened. In an In
stant, the twinkling of an eye, the horse
Hnrlnn was riding gave a lurch and fell
headlong, his rider partly under It.
Coolly Jason watched them. The horse
was evidently hurt, for it did not rise
neither did the man, though he freed
himself from the saddle.
But why need Harlan rise a dozen
rods away came the wave of flesh which
was to make of himself nnd horse an in
distinguishable mass hammered into
the sod by thousands of hoofs.
Jason knewthisandhcfcltconsciencc
strlcken that his heart contemplated
Hie catastrope rather gladly than other
wise. What could he do anyway?
That he could do something was evi
dently the school-teacher's view, for
turning to tho boss herder, she spoke
clearly nnd firmly one Ilttlo word
but its speaking meant life or death.
It was: "Go"
Jason's brown face colored nnd with a
bow in which Anna thought she real
ized some of his old-time courtliness,
he leaped in the saddle, pressed the
spurs deep into his pony's flanks and
wns off.
Faster and faster until the pony
fairly flew over the level sod, but the
herd was also advancing. The strnngcr
v ho lay on the ground looked pitifully
r.t the destroyers. The crowd of spec
tators at the schoolhouse was intensely
interested nnd excited nnd wondered
what the outcome wns to be.
Boldly Jnson rode and well. He
plunged in ahead of the foremost cattle
and with a speed which kept him in
the lead made a direct course forllarlan.
The latter had half riicn and was, be
wildered, nwaiting his destiny. As
Moore drew nearer he was recognised
and Harlan felt deep down in his heart
that his case was hopeless. For the in-
Ti.1t OVER.
stant that tho two men gazed into each
others eyes the old fireof hatred shone
but Jason did noteven tighten the reins.
He felt for that instant how easy it
would be to fail but he did not Intend lo.
Catching one spur safely in the cinch
straps he leaned far over In the opposite
direction until his brawny hand could
sweep tho grasses. Tlic cattle were not
ten feet away and a single slip meant a
life.
But he did not make It. The trem
bling form of Harlan met the strong
wrist and arm of his rival and Harlan
was swung across the saddle bow. Then
on and on like the wmd, tailing the
precious load to a place of safety. When
he had reached it and the avalanche
wentroaringby.only tobe stopped nfter
miles of mad racing by the mere force
of weariness, they rode more leisurely.
"Blessed if he ain't fainted," was
Jason's first comment when he reached
the schoolhouse and laid hi burden on
one of the long desks. But Harlan was
not seriously disabled. Some water in
his face revived him, an ex-physician
among tho settlers pulled a dislocated
limb into place and he looked like him
self again.
Tho rescuer, avoiding the crowd that
came forward to praiso him for his
bravery, sought the blue-eyed woman
whoso heart he thought ho now knew
beyond a doubt.
"He's all right," Jason began.
"Thanks to you, sir."
"I don't care to be thanked," bitterly.
"I've sat up nights hating that man
out there on the ranches I don't hate
him now, but I don't care to have too
much glory out of this thing for fear
I will."
Anna said nothing. She was a very
clever woman.
"Come," sho called to tho settlers,
"it is 12 o'clock and the stars and
stripes are waiting 'for tho prairie
breezes to kiss them." Several young
people giggled.
In a moment all were seated on the
grass in front of tho building and the
teacher stood before them. They sang
'r
"America," and then Miss Leland came
forward;
"There are '"two kinds of independ
ence," she began, "one of country und
the other of heart. This flag we ate
about to raise will teach us the first,
and yet the other is of as jnuch im
portance. To-day a member of this
circle, strangely brought among us,
has thrown away a needless slavery
which has bound his heart. He has a
new indqiendenee that will make hira
better nnd worthier." Then she told
them how the flag was sent her, the big
t-cholar of the school rend the Declara
tion aud, amid the racket of a dozen
of the largest firecrackers, the silken
banner was pulled up the pole and its
folds floated proudly in tho breeze.
While Mr. Grahnm made his speech
Anna went to the other side of the
schoolhouse and Jason followed.
"Did you mean that?" he whispered.
"Mean what?" Anna was very in
nocent, as well as clever.
"That word 'needless?' "
"Did I say that probably I meant
it."
A small boy who peeped nround the
corner was greatly shocked to pec the
big-bearded cowboy kiss the teacher.
"I don't believe," remarked Jason,
a little later, "that my independence
did me much good. I seem to have lost
it again mighty quick."
Anna did not argue the question.
Charles Moreau Haroer.
OUR INDEPENDENCE DAY.
The Inspiring KtTect or Iti Observance
Upon the Minds of tho Young, i
The Fourth of July stands to-day as
it has,stood home hundred and twenty
j ears, the nation's chief holiday. Wo
sing of cur flag: "Itmadeand preserves
us a nation." The same might be said
and sung of this gay anniversary.
It is a significant und inspiring fact
that the day is so hugely enjoyed by the
joung. One unacquainted with its ex
act import might be led to suppose
it was some great holiday especially
appointed for the delectation of the
youth of the land. Inhcreut in their
rollicking hearts seems to lurk nnd live
the ir.ipressi.tn that the day with its
racket and din was created for the boys
and girls of tho country rather more
particularly for the boys. Yes. it is in
spiriting to see them; inscribed on ev cry
manly little crest Fecin to glare tho
words: "Verily, we are the people!"
and woe betide the mistaken stranger
who might on this auspicious dawn es
say to take the spirit of independence
out of them. It makes the tears start
very often, itmust be confessed, in older
eyes, when the smart little company in
knickerbockers and paper feathers goes
jacketing by, the latent patriotism dis
cernible in the very tramp of the juven
ile heels, nnd the awful blare of the re
sponsive tin horn. The inevitable out
come of it all occurs to the elder mind.
and the question flashes: will the boy
later on lie on the right side in the
tumult of life? It has been told that a
father wns once forcibly reminded of
the strength of his influence with his
ion. when on seating himself at a hotel
table the waiter inquired of the lad
what he would have to drink: "What
ever my father has." was the swift re
sponse. The unquestioning faith and
nssurance of safety in following his
parent's example might well give rise
to caution and prudence on the parent's
part.
"My father says so," is what forms tho
grand ultimatum of proof or coin iction
in tho loyal hearts of most of our boys;
nnd so. "what father says" should be
guarded with exceeding care. It is true
ev ery thing goes toward feed ing and add
ing to the natural enthusiasm awakened
by our Independence day. Tho flag
floating from the schoolhouse; the ob
servances and orations of Memorial
day; the firecrackers, cannon and fire
works of the Fourth of July. Recently,
also, in some of our public schools the
Declaration of Independence has been
repeated in concert by the scholars un
til itsjime-honored paragraphs are in
effaeeably placed in the retentive mem
ories. And the marching high-school
battalions are highly suggestive of the
spirit of the times. This spirit of pa
triotism and independence is ns irre
pressible as the waves that beat along
the shore. It comes from way beyond
any tenching the child has directly re
ceived concerning such matters, and is
ns spontaneous and natural as the
breath he draws. It is as undeniably
and evidently a God-glvcn instinct as is
love of the little innocent heart for
those who are Its nearest and its dear
est. Instincts in human beings need train
ing, and even spontaneous impulses
r.re to be molded and guided by those
looked up tons examples. In the excite
ment of a rather fierce debate bearing
on political matters twogcntlemen wore
awhile ngo checked by the presence of
a little lad whoso interest in the discus
sion caused him to throw in a word or
two on his own account. The dis
putants suddenly paused, laughed a lit
tle at the anxious concern of the listen
ing boy, and straightway proceeded to
discuss matters in less heated terms.
It would be an excellently good thing
if many properly inclined men could so
shape their conversation on absorbing
topics as to render it entirely fit for the
ears of their attentive children. He
serves his country most worthily who
lives purely and uprightly, nnd who by
both precept and example leads those
committed to his caro into paths of rec
titudo nnd right. Living and teaching
thus, the true man and patriot estal
lishes for himself nnd for his children a
basis of real independence enabling
them to recognize, to love and to defend
the right. It has been men of stamp
who have helped to upbuild our glorious
republic.
"Ho serves his country best
Who lives pure life, and doeth righteous
deed.
And walks straight paths, however others
stray,
And leaves his sons as uttermost bequest
A stainless record which all men may read:
This Is a better way."
Christian Work.
Pine Knot is the highest p!p:e in
Kentucky, 1,423 feet.
Aa Invitation.
Among the advertisements in a Ger
man paper there lately appeared the
following: "The gentleman who found
a purse with money in the Blumen
itrassc is requested to forward St to
the address of the loser, as he was recog
nized." A few days afterwards the reply was
inserted: "The recognized gentleman
who picked up a purse in the Blumen
jtrnsse requests JJie loser to call at his
house." fit-Bits.
Early Rising Insanity.
Blinks Say, professor, do you believe
in the theory that early rising tends
to insanity?
Frof. Smart Yes, I think there is
considerable truth in it.
Blinks But a man to be Insane must
have a delusion of some sort. Now.
what particular delusion have you ever
known nn early riser to be afflicted
with?
Prof. Smart The delusion that he
liked early rising. X. Y. World.
CONJUGAL AMKNITIKS.
lV'n; 'Ml ViTK--ii.J':'!n
She I only married you because I
pitied you.
He And since then everybody else
has pitied me. Hunmristi'-che Blupt
fer. Always Ki.
There was a king of Wall street once
He started with a dime:
H; always meant to write book.
But didn't have the time
The man who interviewed this king
The ways cf fate are funny
Had ulwayj meant to speculate
But didn't have the money.
Washington Capital.
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STRANGE JUXTAPOSITION OF WORLD'S FAIR OCCURRENCES.
First John Boyd Thacher Diploma and MeJal Delivered in Chicago One Day Before
the Wreckers Finish Their Demolition of the White City Buildings.
1'apa's KlnUnes.
"Mr. Lovehomc seems to be a very
kind father. He takes his children to
the voods every Sunday afternoon."
"Yes; he sits under a tree and rends
his paper, while they find wasps' nests
and tumble into ditches." Detroit Free
Press.
A Good llenson.
"I don't like his dog," he said, speak
ing of his rival.
"Why, his dog once saved his life,"
she exclaimed in surprise.
"That's the reason I don't iike the
dog," he answered, bitterly. Chicago
Post.
JuU Noticed It.
"And shall I speak to your father?"
asked the young man. "Never mind
about papa," said the young woman;
"I'll fix him." For the first time he
noticed the width nnd squareness of her
inferior maxillary. Indianapolis Jour
nal. Sound Advice.
Borrowall (happening in) That's n
fine machine of your1. Ferguson. Some
day I'll come around and tnke it out for
a little spin. By tho way, what kind of
bicycle would you advise me to ride?
Ferguson I'd advise you to ride
one of your own. Chicago Tribune.
Kxclted Her Sympathy.
Mrs. Hussiff What did you work at?
Kural Ituggs I had a job in a soap
factory, mum.
Mrs. Hussiff (pitingly) Come in and
eat. It must be terrible to be out of
work so long as yon'vo been. N. Y.
World.
" Illushed Like a Lobster.
Gussie Look at Mary Mnshcm blush
ing. I bet her mother is giving her fits
for flirting with young Poorleigh.
De Cynlcus Yes, that girl always re
minds me of a lobster turns red when
she's in hot water. N. Y World.
An Illusion Dispelled.
Agnes It seems wicked to eat those
dear little spring lambs that gambol
on the green t
Paul Don't worry, dear, they arc
never eaten while they are -able to gam
bol. Detroit Free Press.
Tested.
"Since my daughter has given I,,
consent, Mr. Sutor," said the old mar,
"I nm inclined to look with favor unm,'
your suit. But I must first be satisfied
ns to your financial condition and pro
peets. Would you be prepared, now b
lend me, say, $100." '
"No, sir," answered the young man.
"Fifty?" fa a
"No."
"Ten?" ,
"No."
"Five?"
Mr. Sutor wavered slightly, bu
answered in the negative, as before
"Take her, my boy!" said the old man
vainly striving to conceal his emoticn'
"Take her, and God bless yriu! tou've
got a lot more sense than I thought vn.
had!" Harper's Bazar. J
Wifely Solicitude.
The young bride who had justgene to
housekeeping was giving her fiist or
der to the butcher's man ut the kitchen
xloor.
"You may bring me some n.':e steak
for dinner," she said.
"Yes'ni. How much?"
"Well, 1 think about ten yr fifteen
pounds will be enough. And be yure to
bring it rare. My husband won't eat it
if it isn't." Chicago Tribune.
Kxttct Answer,
"What have you to say to this bill,
anyway?" said the collector, warmly,
as Bimley opened the door tnd smiled
on him.
"Nothing," returned Bimley, senten
tiously. And that was exactly the way it
turned cut. N. Y. Itecoider.
Such h I'lty.
Mrs. Jetsm (to Sprugne, who has
recently buried his wife) I am sure
your friends all unite in their sympathy
for you. Mrs. Sprugue vvai such a kind,
good neighbor,
Sprague And the poor woman vai
just beginning to get som comfort out
of her new teeth!-To Dale.
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A Good One. )
"Docs Dr. Mottcr, the apothecary, at
Und divine worship here?" .isked the
nervous new minister of the deaer-j.
"I guess he does!" cried the deacon
with much enthusiasm; "ve call Dr.
Motter one of the pillers of the church."
N. Y. Itecorder.
r-
Practical Knowledge.
"I suppose you know all about thi
financial question?" said the intimate
friend.
"I don't say that I know all about it,"
replied the candidate. " Hut I know
enough not to talk about it." Hath
ingtou Star.
Uncle Dick Was Semallilr.
Isabella If you loved Tommy Harry
as much ns I do, wouldn't jou marry
him. Uncle Dick?
Uncle Dick No, I wouldn't.
Isabella Why not?
Uncle Dick I should prfer tomarrj
a lady. Bay City Chat.
MATRIMONIAL ITKM.
This truth by majority carried
'Tls agreed on by men near and far.
Men aie overjoyed to get married.
But more over-Jawed when they are.
-Texas Sifter.
Arms and tho Man.
Ethel Tom says that the new young
man who conies to see you is a stock
broker. What is he a bull or hear?
Mnml Well. I don't lust know, hut
he has some of the bear's proclivities.
Somervllle (Mass.) Journal.
Not with Them Open.
The Friend D'Auber says he can
paint better than you with his eves
shut. .
Palette Then why doesn't he shut
his eyes when he paints? Brooklyn
Life.
Jteason Knougn.
Blenkington I wonder why "cliurcn
yards yawn," ns Shakespeare says .
Pemberton Probably the cpitapM
of deceased millionaires make tuea
tired. Truth.
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