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"Ctnbofociux Sentinel.
A SONG.
Bring me the juice of the honey fruit,
The large, translucent, amber hued.
Bare grapes of southern isles, to suit
The luxury that tills my mood.
And bring me only such as grew
Where fairest maidens tend the bowers,
And only fed by rain and dew
Which first had bathed a bunk of flowers.
They must have hung on spicy treos
In airs ' far enchanted vales,
And all n;/it heard the ec« -sics
Of noble throated nightingales.
Bo that the virtues which belong
To flowers may the.ein tasted bo.
And that which hath been thrilled with
song
ilay give a thrill of song to mo.
For I would wake that string for th "0
Which hath too long i:i s Joece hung,
And sweeter than all else should be
The song which in thy praise is ''tag.
—Thomits Buchanan Lead.
THE SQUIRRELS IN THE OAK.
How They Kept House and Got Their
Provisions.
My favorite boarders in the oak were
the gray squirrels. The boys kuetv their
hole from the woodpeckers' at a glauce,
for it was in the living trunk of the
tree, and the red brown margin always
showed where their powerful teeth lied
beeu cutting away the bark that threat
ened to grow in and close them up. I
have ofteued woudered how the wood
peckers kn. v that it would imprison
them, and hat they must put up with
the dead limb.
As for the grays, they were not afraid
to live in the heart of the oak, and what
stores of nuts, harvested in the hickories
on the hill, they did manage to ''tote"
op there. There must have been a peck
at least when I ruthlessly chopped into
the hollow with a sharp hatchet and
captured a fine brood of young onc9 that
were soou tamed into graceful and af
fectionate pets.
The old father and mother we did not
want, even if we could have caught
them, because they are fierce and un
tamable in aptivity.
The abduction of their pretty chil
dren did nut seem to weigh runch on
their minds They gave no sign of the
poignant grief, not to be comforted,
that I have seen, for instance, in blue
birds whose nest had been despoiled,
but refitteu their den as snugly as be
fore and raised another family.
When my squirrels weut harvesting,
one of them first held his head in the
mouth of the hole for half a miuute to
see if the coast was clear. Presently out
be whisked aud stopped again to make
Bure, while his mate followed. Then
Mr. Squirrel gave a rasping, long drawn
bark of defiance, which must have filled
his lady's Heart with admiration for
bis boldness and with apprehension lest
some unwary creature should come
within reach of her lord's auger.
Then—if you didn't betray yourself
and send both scampering in wildest
fright back to the hole—after playing
hide and seek for a few moments they
ran in single file out to the topmost
twigs of a great bough, gained a branch
of the neighboring bare walnut and,
crossing to its farther side, made a des
perate flying leap into the top of a
young hickory. Running half way down
this, they used a succession of dogwoods
and oak saplings until they had reached
the grove of tall, straight hickories on
the hill, an eighth of a mile from their
hole in the oak. Come on them sudden
ly now if you would care to see fast
time made over this queer course and
some record breaking leaps that fairly
take away cue's breath.—Scribner's
Magazine.
Autograph Fiends.
The author of "Chats With Celebri
ties, " Mr. Guild, says of the demand
upon Longfellow for his autograph:
I remember one very pleasant party
at the poet's dinner tabie, at which Mr.
Monti, Professor E. N. Horsford and
myself were present, when Mr. Long
fellow related a number of amusing
anecdotes respecting applications that
were made to him for autographs. He
was very kind to autograph seekers aud
used to keep in a little box upon his
writing table a number of slips upon
which were written, "Yoursvery truly,
Henry W. Longfellow." One of these
would bo sent to the applicant by a
member of his family to whom lie passed
over their n-quests.
But the autograph seekers were not
always satisfied with a mere signature,
and he often sent a verse from one of
his ppems sigued with his name. The
most remarkable request, however, came
from a lady in Boston, who, the poet
said, sent him by express a package of
150 blank visiting cards, with a letter
requesting that lie would inscribe his
name on each of them the next day, as
she was to have a grand reception at
which a number of literary people
would be present, and she wished to
present each one of her guests with the
poet's autograph.
This was too much for even Longfel
low's good nature and would seem to be
hardly credible had I not heard it from
the poet's own lips.
The elephant is the chief beast of bur- I
den in Siam and Afghanistan. An 'Vie- j
phant load" is estimated at two tons. '
To assist a person in holding an ear ;
of corn so as not to soil the fingers
While eating it, a new device is com- i
posed of three prongs set in triangular
form in a handled disk, the prongs be - j
log stuck into the large end of the ear.
HE PLAYED BARBER,
SHAVED A DEAD MOONSHINER, AND
THERE WAS NO "NEXT."
The Job Tendered, With Soma Emphatic,
by Friends of the Deceased— The Trav
eling Man Accepted, bat Now Sells
Over Another Route.
"It was in Tennessee," said the trav
I eling man, "it happened, on one of
j those back country roads which I was
■ traveling on ray way to a town where I
| had a line list of customers. The night
| was closing in, and I was wondering
how long it would take me to reach a
place where I could spend the night. I
knew that I was among the moonshin
ers, for the jug on a stump with the
mouey under it was in evidence along
the road. I bad no thought of being
molested in that country, where the
only warfare is against the revenue
officers, and no one would have suspect
ed me of complicity with the govern
ment.
"A slight noise startled my horse,
and I leaned out of the buggy to look
into the chamber of a revolver. At the
same time I saw two figures, one on
each side of me, and, checking my
horse, I tried to assume a bravado I
was far from feeling ss I asked:
" * Well, gentlemen, what is your will
with me?'
"Y'ou can imagine my surprise when
a boyish voice asked:
" 'Kin yon shave yourself?'
"I answered that I always shaved
myself. Without lowering his revolver
he looked across me to his pal on the
other side.
" 'He uus will do, Jim. Hop in an
I'll lead the horse.'
"Having made np my mind not to be
dragged off in any such ignominious
manner, I said:
"'If you are going to shoot me. I
suppose I must give up my life, as I am
unarmed. If it is mouey you want, I"—
"'Tell him. Jim,' said the one who
was leading my horse.
" ' Yer won't be killed nor robbed nor
nothin, if yer don't try ter give ns the
slip. Shet your mouth now, mister, an
you'll know more right soon.'
"We.must have gone a mile beforo
we came to a turn in the road that
brought us out in front of a cabin much
larger than any I had seeu that day in
my travel. A woman stood at the door
crying.
" 'Hev yer fouu somebody, boys?' she
asked anxiously.
" 'Yep, morm, an he'll do the job up
slick 'tbout askin much pay. '
"I wondc 'd if I was to be compelled
to murder some one. The boys were
beardless mountain loafers—I had met
their type often, but I never knew them
to be desperadoes.
"I was shown into the cabin by the
woman, one of the beys following with
the revolver, while the other waited to
fasten the horse to a scrub oak. I saw a
figure stretched on a settle, and the idea
flashed into my miud that I was mis
taken for a doctor.
" 'I am not a medical man,' I began
to explain, when the woman cut me
short.
"'You uns 'nd a been tew late ef
you uns was a doctor. He passed outen
afore daylight, an it's 'nother kind of
job we wauter hev done. Yer see, we
uns is a goin tew hev the biggest fun'rel
evah was in these yeah pahts, an we
wanter hev the ole man shaved foh the
fust time, an there ain't a man no
where arouu as shaves hisself or enny
body else. '
"The revulsion of feeling which came
over me was not altogether pleasurable,
for I did not fancy the idea of playing
barber to a dead man, but when I looked
at the cadaverous countenance and
tangled gray beard of the deceased I felt
a sort of professional pride in making
him look more like a mortal being and
less like a wolf. I had always beeu an
abstainer from strong drink, but I filled
up on crude spirits that would have
killed me on an ordinary occasion and
tackled my silent customer with a fe
verish and hysterical alacrity. This was
in part due to the close proximity of
the two boys and their revolvers. But
as soou as I had the old mountaineer ,
shaved the revolvers were laid aside and
I was treated with the utmost hospi
tality. The work itself had not been
half as gruesome as I had imagiued, j
and I had to fight a ludicrous tempta
tiou to pour barber talk into the deef
ears. He was such an improvement ov
himself when alive—as I judged by t.
family lingo—that I wanted to ask him
to look in a mirror. I declined the fee :
tendered me by the boy Jim, and, sup
plied with a jug of moonshine whisky,
I was set in the right road and per
mitted to leave.
"I found it true that in all that com- !
munity not n man had ever beeu shaved, j
aud it was only in deference to a whim
of the old mountaineer, expressed on
his deathbed, that he was made such a
curious exception. I did not mention j
my part in the transaction until I was I
far beyond that county line, for I was
not sure that, a precedent being set, !
they might not ag »iu demand my serv j
ices, and another saiesmau has that
route. "—Chicago Times-Herald.
The herd of European bisong protected
by the czars of Russia in the forest of
Bjelowski, Lithuania, numbered 1,900
in 1856, but is now reduced to 500 and
shows no sign of increase. The dwin
dling of the herd is ascribed to inbreed
ing, due to the confined area of the res
ervation.
barnato in the commune,
a writer of stories about Barney
Baruato says, in the Philadelphia Bul
letin, that there ia a circumstantially
definite account of bis presence in Paris
during -the commune of 1871. In the
utter break np of all social fabric he
fonnd his capacities of a paying order.
For there is little doubt that his was
the craft that enabled the shrewder
communards to realize the money need
ed to supply the sinews of war.
One day, during the gloom and stress
of the government siege, the president
of the Bank of France was confronted
by an unkempt mob. The demand was
explicit. They wanted all the gold in
the bank's vaults. The spokesman
flourished a bloody saber aud the mob
accentuated the demand by all sorts of
ferocious threats. It was in the height
of this melee that a man who had been
counseling the financial deputy of th
J , .1
commune rode up, adorned by a red sash
and other insignia of the terrorists. He
made his way through the vociferous
throng and handed the governor of the
banka large envelope. While the official
was reading it the besashed emissary
turned to the clamoring nomads and, in
a tongue unknown to the officials and
probably to many of the mob, addressed
them a few sentences. A singular eveut
followed. A dozen of the ringleaders at
once began Haranguing the rioters. In
a few minutes every one of them with
drew. The ' sashed personage remained
in consultpHon with the governor and
when it was ended withdrew. An hour
later six cohered wagons came to the
bank and were laden with bags such as
the bank always makes nse of jn trans
porting specie.
When Barnato appeared as the dia
mond king in South Africa, a score of
the communards, who had fled from
France, were in exile in the region
where Barnato had cornered the mines.
One day in the plenitude of his afflu
ence be was waylaid, riding in the
Rand, by a company of miners One of
them, by a few worda, succeeded in
gaining his private ear. This man was
known as the most ferocious of the blood
thirsty gang who had taken part in the
billing of the hostages in La Roquette.
He recognized Barnato as the emissary
sent by the commune to the Bank of
France, and the knowledge enabled him
to get in on the ground floor of the dia
mond deal. The tale goes on to tell that
Barnato, who figured as Felix Barnette,
had fallen desperately in love with a
figurante in the Folies Bergeres just as
the war of 1870 broke out; that he had
lingered in Paria, became a member of
one of the "Red" societies, exploited
the ardent patriotism of his coworkers
and succeeded in getting several mil
lions of the cash he had forced from the
Bank of France. The tale, whether
true or not, is by no means so improb
able as the actual facts known in the
man's mastery of the African diamond
yields, for to do that he was forced to
put himself against such schemers as
Cecil Rhodes and to contend with
the "door" shiftiness of the Boers, ami
particularly with that astute old fox
Uncle Kruger.
ARMY LIFE.
Its Social Informality Constitutes One of
Its Great Charms.
"Army life is informal to a degree,"
said Mrs. Custer, during a recent inter
view. "Thecustomof using cards when
calling is only of very recent date
among officers' wives. When I lived in
garrison, we should never have dreamed
of such a thing. It is only at a few of
the larger posts, near the cities, where
there is anything like the formality of
civic life. The people in a garrison are
like one great family. Nothing that
deeply concerns any member is a matter
of indifference to the others, and the
spirit of good fellowship is universal.
In time of sickness the friendly helpful
ness of the women for each other is
shown strongly. Many a time I have
known a number of women to detail
themselves, in regular military fashion,
to duty in the house of sickness at cer
tain hours, relieving one another
through the day and night with abso
lute precision, so that the sick person
should never he left without an attend
ant
"With all this close intimacy there
is surprisingly little friction or ill feel
ing. There are, of course, at every post
a few people who are disagreeable or
hard to get aloug with, but they cause
no more trouble iu general than thev
do in their own householda They be
long, we feel, to our army family, and
their shortcomings must be overlooked
just as we should overlook the faults of
a husband or brother or sister. No dis
tinctions between rich and poor are
ever observed. There is occasionally a
question about calling upon new ar
rivals, but it is solely on account of
reputation aiid honor. If there has been
anything discreditable to the gor 1
name of an officer or his wife, the cii
cumstances must be investigated before
other families of the post will call."
—Philadelphia Times.
Where Princes Are Sacred*
When a young prince of Japan wishes
to learn the mysteries of chirograpbv,
young maidens bring paper, others mak«
the ink and prepare the paint brush.
The master expresses admiration by
gesture and face, for no words must be
spoken by him to the prince, his mouth
even being bandaged that his breath
may not blow npon the face of the
prinoe. The teacher must move about
in the quietest manner and give com
mendation onlv.
i human vampires.
J A Cw««n»un What Mad* the Old Doe
ter IWk Bitterly.
Once a year the old doctor spends two
days in Newport. It is his one frolic.
Last summer on his way to the noted
summer resort be met his old friend
Bent in New York aud persuaded him
to join him.
"This is the first holiday I have taken
in five years/' said Mr. Bent, as to
ward evening they strolled aloug the
beach.
"But don't all the men in the city
banks have vacations? You are cashier?"
"Yes, but these jaunts are somewhat
costly, so I fight out the heat in town.
I live very closely—very closely," pull
ing at his white beard with a thin,
shaking hand.
The doctor watched him thoughtful
ly. He had known Tom when he was a
... ...
stout, heartv young fellow, with a wife
aTw1 tum hn ' hJ i k„ Me
m " e n0 ™' glv ® tne cl " ltlreu 8Cft . OOJ1 " 8
a " d 3 chance *° win their way in
world! Jack, the boy, had great talent,
according to his mother. He would be,
she thought, a famous lawyer, aud go
out to earn fortune and fame, aud Pol
ly, the daughter, would live at home
with her old father and mother, as
happy as the day was long. The doctor
reminded Bent of these old air castles.
"Oh, yea I remember," said the
cashier. "Some things one remembers
every day. My wife even had a design
of the house—a plain, comfortable lit
tle place. She insisted that it should be
near a river, where I could fish. I was
very fond of fishing as a boy. She never
liked city life, poor girl, but she lived
and died in town."
He turned his face away. The doctor
was perplexed. Bent for 80 years had
been the well paid official of a wealthy
corporation. He and his wife had sim
ple, rational habits. He should have
saved enough from his large salary to
stop work, now that his children were
educated, and rest during the years
which were left him. They would not
be many. The physician's eye detected
certain signs in his old friend that in
dicated this.
"I see no reason, Bent," he said,
"why you should not make Mary's
plans real now. Yonr savings will en
able yon to live without work. Yon
have done yonr duty to your children.
You have a right to live your own life
and indulge your own tastes in the
time that is left you"—
"I understand you," said Bent.
"Other physicians have warned me. If
I step work now, I shall have, perhaps,
a dozen years of life before me. If I do
not—it's a short road downward. Well,
I must tramp it. I haven't, saved a dol
lar. The children have needed my sal
ary, and God knows I am glad to have
given it to them aud to give it still. I
can't stop work. Don't speak of it
again. Come, look at this seine the
men ere drawing."
They hurried to the seine as if there
were nothing as interesting as fish in
the world. A dog shark lay on the
sand. Clinging to it were two or three
of the hideous eyeless parasites which
draw their life from that fish.
"We call them water vampires,''said
one of the fishermen. "They're a mean,
onnatural kind of monster. Haiu't no
food nor life but what they suck out of
the old shark."
At the moment a four in band, driv
en by a very wealthy and well known
leader of society, drew up near the
seine.
"Look!" whispered Bent excitedly.
"That is Jack on the top of the coach—
the handsome man in English driving
clothes. That is Polly on the box seat.
She is visiting some of the biggest
swells here. She visits a good deal of
the time. She is so caressed iu society!
I tell her she only comes home to her
old father when she wants a check,"
he added, laughing feebly, "but Polly
is ambitious. She says she means to
marry a title."
The girl was beautiful and dressed
with costly elegance. She and her
brother recognized the old man with an
indifferent nod of the head as the coach
drove by.
"What is Jack's business?" asked the
doctor.
"He's an artist. He does not paint
pictures to sell. He worships art and
does not care for its trading side, he
says. But somehow art and society re
quire a good deal of money," added the
old man anxiously. "Come! Let us look
at the fishes. What a hideous thing this
vampire is!"
"Oh, I don't know!" said the doctor
bitterly. "There are plenty of cold,
bloodless creatures sucking the lives out
of their fellows quite content and hap
py. I should like to tell them that they
are vampires. "
The old cashier looked at him, puz
zled at his heat, and then walked gent
ly on.—Youth's Companion.
The Queen's Messengers.
The four queen's messengers always
travel incognito. They wear their
badges of office out of sight, suspended
round their necks, and are always most
reluctant to display them to emphasize
their authority and the importance of
their mission. The badge is a small,
exquisitely modeled silver greyhound.
—London Standard.
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Willie—Pa, what's a tonic?
Pa—It's something you take to brace
you up.
Willie—Well, what's ten tonic—some
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