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rfow ralr they rlsw
iTrom hyacinthine meadow-ground that
Within the shade.
Ay snow-capped heights ot wild Biorras
' made!
(How gleaming white
Those battlements beneath the morning
How marbles show
Thoir brilliancy against the etorunl Bnow I
How roof nnd spire
Are daily kindled to a flashing fire,
And over all
Folds of silken banner rise and full I
The court bolow
Is moated with a stream of gentle flow,
Whose crystal face
Reduplicates the beauty of the place.
The perfumed breeze
Comes through the branches of fruit-laden
And song of bird,
Flute-like and mellow, from the copse is
With soothing sound
Cool fountains scatter jewels all around,
In flashing spray
The rainbow bends its arch above our way.
Wo enter there
With bosom friends wo bid our joys to
We ro9t at ease;
Wo go again at any time wo please.
From mortal oyes
Wore veiled the glories bright of Paradise,
Yet there remain
Those glorious castles all our own—in Spain.
—New York Home Journal.
Twelve hundred feet high is the
sun-dial of tho Lazy J Ranch and
nearly as broad—that cliff of divers
hues which stands out from the wall
of the canon of the Grand river.
The opposite precipice serves the
cowboys as gnomon or index to the
hours of day, for its shadow sweeps
over tho stupendous, variegated face
and marks the course of tho sun
through a sky that is always un
clouded. A ledge of porphyry, fifty
feet deep, crowns the dial; often it
looks like a strip of pink ribbon to
the men below by the stream. But it
was a glorious coronal,kindling in the
first rays from the east, when Holden
hailed it with uplifted eye and hand
as he quirted his horse through the
banvay of the corral.
“duuup!” cried Holden, the young
foreman, filled with the joy of tho
morning. He is tho son of the presi
dent of the cattle company; he had
come straight from college to the cow
cump, mid the old stroke of tho ’var
sity eight set a hot pace in saddle for
the Lazy J riders.
He rode that morning a big-boned,
Roman-nosed, blue-roan “outlaw”—a
horse pronounced irreclaimable by the
boys; he had tied a bucking roll
acrosif the shoulders of his saddle to
- supplement the grip of his knees, and
on top of that lay the big, loose coil
of his tifty-foot cable line, for he was
still young enough to disdain a lariat
of lesser length and caliber.
Behind Holden Navajo Jim lifted a
light left foot to the stirrup; then his
spurred right tripped clinking to the
evasive dance of his young horse, and
he slipped inimitably into his saddle.
To its right shoulder hnng the trim
ooiled ring of his rope of braided raw
hide, which, to that of the foreman,
was as steel to iron and would hold
anything on hoofs.
Foreman and follower struck out
through tho greasewood over ground
without grass; the grazing range lay
high on the mesa, fenced by the lofty
1 wall of the canon. * Its seemingly in
por accessible height was scaled by tho
:et sure-footed, agile range cattle at a
lU) break in tho porphyry ledge not far
kup the canon, and presently they took
to the dizzy trail.
With slack cinches the blowing
horses clawed up the loose footing at
fire top of the break and in ed out on
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1)< , .Araesa- Still higher the mesa broiul
'' leued and was sat with - ;uat cedars
V,‘" v.U(i.pinnr.9. Here the .rkiej's saw cat
tle already chewing their cuds iu the
These beasts, ranging free, had
taken on some of the habits of deer.
Cows nnd calves aud yearlings hung,
with tho does aud fawns, about the
lower slopes, while tho wild staers
ranged with hardly wilder bucks on
the higher hills.
“We’re too low down. There’s
nothing here,” said the young fore
man, his eyes roviug over the stock.
“It’s beef I’m after. I’ve got to
get a train-road off by the first and not
ii hundred steers gathered yet!”
, “Quaking-asp putty good ' place
a for steer now,” said Navajo Jim.
“Water sweet there and stampin’
ground close.”
“Yes, I know,” Holden returned,
impatiently. “The boys started
twenty head down yesterday and had
them pointed for the corral, when
that blamed gray steer scattered the
bunch, and they broke back for the
“That gray steer like bull elk. Bet
ter corral him with six-shooter,” said
Jim. “One steer not much worth.”
“Six-shooter nothing! What’s our
ropes for?" crie.1 Holden. “That big
grizzly brute will fetch up a whole
carload to the top notch in the stock
pens. He goes on hoof to Omaha. I
told tho hoys I’d give a $50-dollai'
saddle to the first man that ‘twined’
him aud stayed with him. ”
“I alrendy got pntty good saddle,
Mr. Holden,” said Jim, with a grin.
“That steer seven,eight year old now,
and all time run wild. Horns so long
stick clean through horse.”
“Well, beef’s up in the air; horsee
are down,” returned the foreman.
“Quirt np, Jim. We’ll striks up
On tho loftier g-nzing-g' ound the.v
C found the (Mitln »':l! a; feed. Thvough
EL^ e il 1 I ho its nl d-e ’ flies anil
ht^se-flies t ■ 1 v * > np 'h«
Jteep unkli.' r.. • t ■ --n lor
resistance to like winge.l uttacks, tho
cattle of the higher range were begin
ning to “bunch” on each open stamp
ing-gromul. Toward these trampled
circles the scattered steels were one
by one making their way.
“The boys can run in all theso
steers tomorrow,” said Holden. “You
and I, Jim, are going to twine that
gray steer today.”
“He got big scare yesterday; too
sharp to show up on stnmpin’-grouud
today,” Jim suggested.
“Like onough,” Holden assented,
“but we’ll rustle him out. The boys
lost him late yesterday in tho long
quaking-asp patch in that gulch up
there, just below the rim-rock.”
He pointed to the rim-rock of the
spruce ridge, rising yet loftily above
them with innumerable aspen gulches
and brushy slopes draining down into
the side canons.
Quickening their horses, they pres
ently rode into the green gloom of the
gulch, where the quaking-aspens
trembled over hidden springs. Here
mighty hoofprints dinted deep tho
mud and the sodden trails.
“Dere his track, fresh,” said Jim,
stooping from his Raddle over a print
like a post-hole. “He lie close, some
where. ”
“We’ll put him up, ” said Holden,
confidently; “and once he shows.stay 1
with him, Jim.”
“You bet I slay!” said Jim, simply.
Tbeyr threaded the winding thicket
on separate trails and met near its
bead without a sight of the gray steer. ■
“ It’s no use looking for him
down in here,” said Holden. “He’s
gone up higher. Let’s try in the
spruce belorv the rim-rock,”
He led the way upward along the
steep, brushy side of the gulch until,
stopped by the lim-rock, they sat in
their saddles and looked down and
back in disappointment.
Below them tho gulch enclosed the
fastness of the deer, a space darkened
to twilight by a growth of young
spruce aud aspen saplings.
“Maybe he down in those,” said
Jim, with a drop alike of voice aud
hand. “Hide hisself in daytime like
blacktail buck.”
“But we can’t get into that ‘pocket’
r*n linraitm n Hnlrlpn vnnlinrl
j vexation. “Wait! I’ll try for liim!”
As he spoke he dismounted to act
l ouml’oyhh inspiration.
Ii<?had noticed a big block fallen
from the rim-rook and lying tilted up 1
oTi t!'.d hIpne With mighty heaving
•he overtur..ud it, am, down the slope
it crashed in smashing leaps through
the brush and swayiug timber to the
very heart of the spruce thicket.
Snorts came up from below; Holden
marked the course of startled, hurry
ing creatures by the lines of swayiug
tops furrowing the still, green sur
face, and three grand bucks sprang
out,their horns showing brown in the
velvet as they topped the lower brush;
but a bearer of mightier horns was
breaking through the pliant young
trees, and a glimpse of a grizzly hide
was exultantly caught by the young
“Ah, he show up now!” shouted
Navajo Jim, erect in the stirrups, as
the great steer came out below.
Bred from the finest of the Lazy J
stock, bo would have weighed near
2000 pounds; but such speed aud bot
tom were his “rustling” on that rough
range that the big body rose over the
brush with the wild grace of a buck,
and with deer-like ease his frontlet,
black and threatening, was throwu
bnek over his grizzly shoulder as ho
stopped and eyed his hunters for an
instant. One defiant shake of his per
fect horns, then lie raced onward,and
only bending brush marked his path.
Holden was already galloping after
him, smashing the undergrowth in a
straight course down the slope to in
tercept him below,shouting as ho ran.
J im, with Indian cireuinspection, ran
his horse in an oasier descent along
the slopo, keeping his eyes on the
swaying brush beneath and wailing
for an opportunity of closing in more
open ground.
Now Holden’s horse, the blue out
law, showed once more his spirit aud
his staying power. Shying through
the brush, leaping the fallen logs,
1 darting under the leaning trunks, he
j held so slanclily to the oliase that he
I brought Holden close behind the
game. Navajo Jim emerged from the
thicket to soe the young foreman ill
full career, swinging his big rope,
while the haltered head of the horse
and the huge-horned frontlet of the
steer reached ont in an even race
across the little open space beyond.
The loop of Holden’s cable lit fairly
over the widespread horns; but his
hand was hardly quick enough in
closing it. While it hung slack the
steer leaped with both front legs
through it, and then Holden’s tardy
jerk brought it tight around the grizzly
The beast bellowed as the plunge
of his great gray body drew the turn
of the rope swiftly from the saddle
horn. Vainly Holden tried to stay it.
Recklessly he threw the slack end in
a hitch around the steel horn and
clapping his band over it braced bis
horse for the shook.
With forelegs outplanted and quar
ters lowered, the stubborn blue out
law stauchly set himself to the tight
ening rope. For au instant he was
jerked along, stiff-legged, then over
they went, dragged down, fierce horse
and reckless roper.
Clearing his legs, hanging at the
Bide of bis struggling horse, Holden
still held the saddle-horn with power
ful grasp. Another bawl, a plunge
that no cinches could withstand—and,
lo, the saddle was stripped from the
outlaw and jerked high and far from
Holden’s hand!
Navajo Jim checked his horse, but
“On!” roared the young foreman, and
on the obedient Indian spurred after
the wild steer and the flying saddle.
The great steer seemed scarcely to
feel the 50-ponnd drag of the bump
ing saddle. Yet it tightened th j rope
about loin and flanks, and by making
it harder for him tobreathe so lessened
his speed that Jim easily kept him in
sight. Through yielding brush and
swaying thicket, through bunches of
frightened cattle that split to let him
pass and came stringing after,bucking
nun uunuii" m sympauiy, mo ovule
plunged ou.
Each bawling bunch in turn was
distanced. The brushy slopes broke
away. As the mesa, sprinkled with
pinons, began to offer to Jim smooth
spaces for handling his horse, he un
buckled the strap that held the coil of
his rope, but still, as every leap of
the steer took him the nearer to the
corral, the wise Indian only held the
rawhide ringed ready in his baud
Down the rapidly narrowing tongue
of the mesa -*he mesa which tipped
precipitously out into the river gorge
ami was bounded on either side by an
abyss—the trapped steer sped. He
must soon be at a standstill or at
tempt to return on bis tracks.
The Indian’s eyes had already kin
dled with anticipation of triumph, when
at the last of the pinons the bumping,
hurtling saddle cuught fast between
projecting roots. It scarcely checked
the steer! Holden’s cable tore loose
from tho saddle-horn, and its slack
ened loop was speedily kicked from
the steer’s high-plunging haunches.
Once more the great gray brute was
“Ab, he on the push now!” said
Jin»and looked to his loop as tho steer
reversed his big body, gave a high,
writhing leap over the spurned rope,
confronted the herder with the threat
ening crescent of his sharp horns and
plunged forward to the combat.
Tho Navajo lifted his horse aside
with the spurs, swung the loop open
in bin right hand and rose, half turned
in the stirrups, in a quick nnderthrow
lor the front hoof jf the steer ns ho
lunged by.
Jim’s eyes • tor an instant, low
ered herns r- ..fted hoofs miugled
together, ami Imuti -oW was true. But
90 quick was the play of the ponder
dus feet tha the loop caught one fore
leg only and passed over the face and
hung across the horns.
The loop, drawn tight by the roper’s
instantaneous jerk and kept from slack
ening by bis nimble horse,bound horn
aud hoof together. Now the steer
was in sad plight. With head drawn
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open jaws, bellowing, he surged on
three legs, but his spirit was un
The roper slowed his horse to the
strain. From horn to cantle the sad
dle creaked as, trampling and tugging
in a wild, wide waltz, straining horse
and hauling steer made the mad cir
cuit of tho precipices.
The Navajo, nctive in the saddle
with rein,spur and rope, was, in spite
of all his efforts, dragged past the
break where the trail ran down the
slopo. His liorse, always straining
desperately, was tugged on and on
until he circled along the perilous
porphyry brink, and Jim glanced
longingly from the saddle on the cor
ral, seemingly almost directly beneath
him, its groat square shrunk to the
measure r' ais saddle-blanket.
Holden,pounding down bareback on
tho blue roan, had stopped to gather
up his rope, but now Jim heard his
encouraging shout. The quickened
tramp of his rushing horse,tho whirr
ing of his big rope as he swung it
aloft, sounded close at hand, and the
sweating roper relaxed his strain.
The steer, alert to the slnck, jerked
his hoof from the loop Heedless of
tho cutting rope, instantly tightened
across face and frontlet, his stately
head was lifted, and he stood, wild
eyed, quivering, corner ed, caught hut
not conquered. He was on four legs
again. Conquered? Never! With
resistless pull on the rope he wheeled
and broke for escape across the cliff
that rises, red-banded, above the cor
“Stay with him, Jim!” roared the
young foreman, swinging his rope,
sure the steer would stop at the edge.
Stay with him? It meant death
surely. Already under the plunging
front hoofs of the desperate rebel the
porphyry rim crumbled. Jim’s obedi
ence did not falter, although he was
fairly staring down on the corral.
How would the falling feel?
The Indian had a swift picture of it
—the steer lowest in the air on the
taut lariat, horse and man whirling
after—but Navajo Jim set his savage
jaws. No foreman should dare him
to stay with a roped beast! He would
not look on the faces of white ropers
sneering. He was hired body and
soul—he was obedient—he would
Holden, for this mad second, watched
incredulously. The steer would not
go over—surely not. What? Straight
on! And JimJ Was the man also
crazy? Thou the Navajo hoard once
more his master's voice.
“For God’s sake, Jim—let go! O
Jim obeyed. He flung loose the
rope, but on his horse staggered. And
the black length of the lariat was still
whipping out with the defiant horned
head that pitched off into space when
the agile horse saved himself and his
rider on the very brink.
Holden dropped his useless rope as
the Navajo, skimming the porphyry
edge like a swallow, rode back and
stared into the eyes of the white man.
“Ho was brave, that steer,” said
Jim, with a queer choke in his throat.
“He saved himself from the stock
Holden held out his hand and
grasped the Indian’s. “You beat my
time, Jim,” was all he said, but some
thing in the tone called a new pride
into the Navajo’s stern faoe.—Frank
Oakling, in Youth’s Companion.
A Great Tank in Which Models of New
Warship* Are to Be Tested.
Close to the water front at the gun
factory in Washington the first ex
perimental tank of the navy is being
rapidly completed, and by the time
bidders have submitted proposals for
i the construction of big battleships
and monitors recently called for, it
will be ready to test miniature mod
els of paiatliue and wax, represent
ing the proposed new additions to the
country’s fighting strength on the sea.
There is no tank in the world equal
to this one in size, equipment
and completeness of its elec
trical devices. It is longer and wider
than the best owned by foreign coun
tries, and covers nn area of water
fully capable of floating some of the
largest torpedo boats. It looks like
an immense natatorium, aud, in fact,
would make an excellent one.
The plan of having a big tank,
housed over, with brick sides aud
concrete bottom, in which little mod
els of all new ships to be built for the
navy should he tested, was suggested
some years ago by Chief Constructor
Hitchborn, who had noted the excel
lent results obtained in Great Britain
and France by testing designs of new
ships before their actual lines were
decided upon by constructing small
models and having them towed
through the water at given rates of
speed. The resistance offered by the
models to the wRter fo-med a basis on
which close estimates conld he mada
of the proba’. “peed of the actual
ships when and faults in
designs coi . / deb uted and
cevrertei' - ‘ . essel- were eo
piOted. ; 1
propritbud ilOO,OOP -v. ith wli.ch
build a tank, and under dho
Constructor Taylor the work ha so
advanced that it will be available a
few weeks.
When a new vessel is to be built, a
model of it is made about eight feet
long, care being observed to have the
lines oocurately moulded. This model
is made of wood and covered with a
mixture of paraffine and wax to give
it a smooth surface. Running the
entire length of the tunk, several feet
above the water is an electrical trol
ley apparatus, to which tho model is
attached, and by which it is drawn
thiough the water at certain fixed
speeds. The waves created and their
character are noted, and tho disturb
ance caused abeam and tho general
effect produced on the water by the
vessel are closely watched. Where
defects are apparent tho designs of
the proposed vessel are altered to cor
rect them, and by this moans tho
constructors can estimate accurately
just the amount of steam power re
quired to send a vessor of a certain
displacement and design through the
water at a given rate of speed. Mod
els ore now being made of the three
new battleships, which will ho the
first tested in the new tank. It is ex
pected that some valuable lessons will
be learned from the experiments by
which improvements may he made in
the plans of the ships.—New York
Mistress —Did the ladies who called
leave cards?
llridget—They wanted to, ma’am,
but I told them you had plenty o.(
your own. and better, too.
How tlie Vizcaya's Captain Karncd the
Praise of Nineteen Nations— Rescued
Foreign Consuls From Imprisonment
Placed Ills Ship Under American Flair.
While the war revenue bill was be
fore Congress Hon. Amos Cummings
made a speech in the House in the
course of whioh he gave many incidents
connected with his visit to Cuba. One
of them is especially iuteresting just
now, when the Spanish Captain Eulate
is a prisoner of war in our hands.
Cummings said:
“A story fully as romantic and iuter
esting is told of Captain Eulate, the
commander of the cruiser Vizcaya, the
late visitor to the harbor of New York.
The incident occurred in La Ouayra,
on the Spanish main, in 1891. The
American Consul there was Mr. Hanna.
The city was raided by one of Dictator
Mendoza’s generals. He imprisoned
all of theforeign merchants andseven
teen'consuls, representing the differ
ent nations, demanding a large ran
som for their release. Ilauua was out
of town when the raid began. On his
return be sensed the situation and
took immediate steps for the rescue of
his colleagues.
“The only war vessel in the harbor
was the Jorgo Juan, u little Spanish
ship with three small guns, detailed
for coast-guard duty. Her command
ing officer was Eulate, then a sub-lieu
tenant in the Spanish navy. Hanna
tried to communicnte by cable with the
United States Government, but failed.
He next tried to reach the American
Minister at Caracas, and was again
onut uu, i. iiiiii i y j in u iuoi i caui i , ukj
took a boat and boarded the Jorge
Juan. Lieutenant Eulate received him
with marked courtesy, and listened
graciously to his story.
“Hauua detailed the startling events
that had occurred, and asked the aid
of ■' Spanis’- gunboat in rescuing tho
imprisoned usula. Eulate replied
! that his ship wn- at My. Hanna’s dis
I posal -u : asked him what he u\N . - I
11. >80 • I.si.i".i the re
J the reply.
i “Lieutenant Eulate then placed ibir
i ty Spanish mat mes at’the disposal of
Consul Hauua. 11. rdered his crew for
action. The marines were embarked in
the launch, which displayed the Amer
ican flag. Consul Hanna landed with
them and demanded the release of the
imprisoned consuls within twenty min
utes,saying that if this was not done the
gunboat would open firo upon the city.
A single shot was fired at the Spauisk
vessel from the shore. It struck her
iu the bow, and Lieutenant Eulate re
sponded with a blank broadside. The
consuls were released under Hanna's
ultimatum. He then demanded the
release of the imprisoned foreign mer.
chants. General Pepper, represent,
ing the dictator Mendoza, promptly
complied with the demand, and his
troops evacuated the city. The Amer
ican liag was then hauled down from
tho Jorge Juan and tho Spanish ensign
appeared at the stern. The marines
were returned to the ship, and Cap
tain Hanna nnd tho released consuls
warmly thanked Lieutenant Eulate for
his services.
“This, however, was not the end of
the matter. The Spanish Government
was indignant at the action of its lieu
tenant. He was ordered back to
Havana, deprived of his commaud,
and sent to Morro Castle. A court
martial was ordered, the lieutenant
being charged with piratical acts at
La Guayra. Before a verdict was
• lared the Spanish Government
leiallv received the thanks of
en foreign governments, rang*
cm the gigantic empire of Rus*
ms the Oncen of Hawaii. This
m-ned oi,« ree- j
i ,,'.1 zed the injustice do
He wu released from m
awarded one of the
orations, and placed oi waiting '
ders. Within a short time iu
made a captain in the Spanish navy
and appointed chief of the arsenal in
“When it was determined to send
the Vizcaya to New York Captain
Eulate was placed iu command. It
was believed that liis action at I.a
Guayra would especially commend
him to the American people. Spain
thought that it could uot offer a
greater act of courtesy. Unfortunately
the action of Eulate at La Guayra had
never attracted the attention of the
American newspapers. The public
were iu ignorance of the facts. They
remembered only that Eulate had
presided over the court that sentenced
the Competitor prisoners to death.
When the court-martial was held up
by orders from Madrid, Captain Eu
late resented the action. lie indig
nantly asked for leavo of absence and
went into retirement at Porto llico.”
Wild Camels in Arizona.
It is believed that some of the
camels imported in 1833 to run wild in
Arizona are still in existence. Indians
occasionally report having seen some,
and lately the International Boundary
Commission saw two with their spy
glasses on the Mexican ■ rder.
Anywhere from 300 to 330 women
journalists and auth of London
meet once a year at some popular re
sort for a swell dinner.
IIIh Name Begun .Just Bike That of the
C hap Somebody Was Booking For.
An amusing Omaha narrative is that
of Barnard. Barnard told it on him
self and seemed to feel that he was
lucky iu being able to relate the ad
venture. Barnard has some capital
and frequently makes loans on furin
property. He ia tender hearted and
would not see a sparrow fall; but also
he does not care to see his investments
go to pot.
‘‘I went out in to Chase conn ty once,”
he said, “tolook after some land which
it seemed I was going to have to take
on a mortgage. I reached there djrty
and disreputable after a long rich*
through tLo sand region, and, after
finding the little country hotel, bloke
immediately for a barber shop. The
barber was a fierce looking fellow and
he used laundry soap, as I shortly
learned. That has nothing to do with
the story—I simply* mention it as an
index to his desperate character. He
was exceedingly nervous, and in a few
minutes I began to regret bitterly that
I had not gone to a tinshop to be
“ ‘Stranger?’ he said, as he took a
small nip off my chin.
‘‘Yes. I came from Omaha.”
“ ‘Omaha?’ with renewed interest.
‘I been sittiu’ up nights for a mun
from Omaha.’
“I made son e monosyllabic re
sponse, and he nicked out a three cor
nered excavation near my jaw.
“ ‘Yes; that's wl at makes me ner
vous. I’m just a little bit shaky. I
nin’fc liml nn alAcm fni‘ nirrlifc*: nn.1
clays, expectin' him. You see, he's
cornin’ out here to take my claim away
from me on a mor’gage. I’m going to
kill him if I see him in time.’
“I started in the chair and he
blamed me for the long scratch which
he made in my left cheek. 1 wanted
to get right out of that chair, bnt was
afraid that this wild creature might
suspect me. In lieu of safer things,
sympathy,it seemed to me, w as proper
at this moment.
“ ‘Ha’ the fellow any right to taka
your laud?' I inquired I
“Legally, mebbe, yes; bv sights,
no. I put in six year on mi
on from the barber business,
an l m :nR to bang to s! 1 us .
have my owu .._y iou — —
the only barber in tow
“ ‘Yes. But about-’
“ ‘Three other fellers have come
here at odd times and tried to git my
trade. One shot—two skipped—me
here yet. ’
"He said this as dispassionately as
R clock ticking off the seconds, and
incidentally he took about a quarter’s
worth of skin off' my neck.
“ ‘I’m an honest man an’ a good
barber,’ he said, ‘an’ I don’t intend to
be run over. The people out here
know me an’ paternize me. Traveliu*
men say they’ve heard of my Hoffman
House shave all over the state. There!
That was your fault, not mine. You
ought to set still. I’ll plaster some jj
soap over it an’ stop it. I don’t usually I
cut any one over twicet, bnt settin’ up il
waitin’ fer that Omaha feller has kind 1
of upset me. Mebbe you don’t know
the man? Name’s Barn—something.
Ought to be pretty prominent over
there. I’ll prominent him. thongh.’
“He had his razor right under my
chin. ‘I never saw the man in my
life!' I hissed betw een my teeth,being
consumed with horror.
“ ‘3o? Well, if he ever comes out
here, as I hear he is goin’ to, you'll
here of a new death. I’ll be here giv- *.
iug the delighted public the real Hoff
man House shave years after that fel
ler’s sizzled into cinders. Wait there.
I vnut to put ile on your hair. Got
to give you the best job in the house.’
And I meekly returned to my chair,
white he rubbed a comnminrl nf lard
and musk into my scalp. I gave him I
half a dollar and he shook hands with I
fit i nr times and insisted on know- *
T told him it was
■its lie j sti't
out ll,
, , *'i»re lor ii .■
1 11 aver do to abridge tus I ppm oat
’Xin» Ciptiiin'it Isolation.
Tho captain oi an ' irship
leads a rather solitary hie. ’ ward
room where the commissioned officers
live and mess is an iutimate sort of
club, where every one lias known
every one else pretty m-:-’, ” s
life. When a man step- o n.! n
tho wardroom to the ..b d
companionships enl so it j
service is to le done Pi ■ .0 J
makes this necessary. r- 1
course can be agrees >’• er t
familiar; for the captain. la is
he is captain, is neve nv le
messes alone and lm-- ■> r
vants, his own boat w iln c id
arrow on the bow, t . .ie i or
Rtar on the flagstaff, ling > na j
happens to bo of th oi jr 10 I
lower common grade t misiorally I
he invites the wardro nth.- : • n- g
dividually to dinner oi . and I
a cadet now and the. . the u al I
disgust of that youli, who ul aya 1
deems a sepulchral Bti.la the prop- 1
er, and, in fact, his s.r'est i o . ' be
havior during the ref i i. in- lj
tervals he may nccept a bid ' the
wardroom table, but most e.) ‘ ins
fancy they perceive a !nl ■; I; am ab
normally mind-improv ■ turn the
conversation of the v<> er - era
an such occasions i . n. ' . .ter
them.—New York Ii >p. latent.

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