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*tr. 1 1 I & |r 'i i*' 1":*V. ^fri-i. *V 't* rV. 5B & Bead of a Kebel. By Clytfs Fori. TH]kIi '^n/, r-v not really my own story—it is iny grandfather's. Still, since it is all in the family, I,may as well tell it and, besides, it has special interest now, when so Many people in 't.his land are looking and longing across the Pacific to whtire our flag floats over Manila bay. In the year 1842, my grandfather, a young man. of 20, shipped as common sai|or on the three-masted ship Polly Ann, of New Bedford, bound from New York to the Philippines with a cargo of flour. The voyage was uneventful, and 136 days after passing Sandy Hook the Polly Ann dropped anchor in Pasig rit er, Manila. During the ship's stay there, grandfa ther, who was of an investigating dis position, looked the city over pretty well, and believing there were chances for a wideawake Yankee to make a for tune in the islands, he quitted the ship and took service with a trading firm on the harbor front. In ten years he was manager of a business of his own, and a man of influence among the foreign traders. V* As his business grew he was unable to manage all the details of the increas ing trade, and so called to his help a young Filipino named Juan Aguado. a bright young man, half Spanish, half Malay, who had formerly been an as- sistant in the packing house. Agando possessed polished, courtly manners, and a good education he had received his schooling at a monastery—and grandfather trusted him implicitly, for in the course of time he made him chief clerk' and adviser. AgUado wa&absolutely fearless—that was where his Malay blood showed out, grandfather would remark when he himself had occasion to refer to the story. They were out hunting one day in a jungle tract, some ten or fifteen miles away from the city, when tl'.ey were charged by a maddened buffalo that dashed out of a water hole upon them.. They both ran for cover, but grandfather by some misstep tripped on a vine and fell, and before he could regain his feet the animal was upon him. It was no time to use a gun—they were armed with nothing but lighl fowling pieces for pigeon shooting. When, grandfather fell, Aguado, wno was a little behind him, made a leap to one side to pass him but he was not thinking of saving himself. Quickly drawing his kris, which was another mark of the Malay in him, he rushe'i rbpek upon the buffalo and stabbed it through the neck again and again with all the dexterity of a veteran matador. The buffalo fell dead in its tracks and grandfather crawled away with a broken arm. From that time on the two men were like brothers. Juan seemed glad that he had had an opportunity to show ais regard for his employer and benefactor, and grandfather was too much of a man to be'anything but generous to one who had saved his life. But it was about the end of their com radeship. One Say a native from up country called at the warehouse for Aguado. They retired to a distant part of the building and talked long and quietly together. Then the stranger went away and the clerk returned to his desk. That night, when it came time for closing, Aguado said: "Senor, I must leave you—I am wanted at home and it will be useless to try to detain me." Grandfather was surprised beyond belief, almost but he did not try to dis suade him. He paid his arrears of sal ary, added a handsome bonus, and said good-by to the only man in the east oi whom he was truly fond. Two years passed and not a word came from Aguado but that was not very strange, for the province where he /lived had been in open revolt for some time, and as the fighting on both sideb was constant and relentless, commuiii catioiQ with Manila was practically cut off. However, as time went on the re bellion was crushed, and the insurgents were scattered or captured. The leader of the revolution, one Luiz Berceo, was a man of considerable generalship and resources, for without munitions or money he had .held his ground against the Spaniards for a long time, and ha! intrigued successfully among the na tive troops sent to.oppose him. But l:e -could not hold out forever, and he. too. was a fugitive. vThen it was that the government re sorted to .an"expedient often tried iii Spanish c'ountl&s for catching those who will not' surrender—a price was set •6n Luiz Berceo's head. Placards were ptfsted in Manila and throughout the islands wherever Spanish authority was recognized, proclaiming a reward of 40,000 Mexican dollars to the one who woufd bring tlie head of the insurgent (leader to the authorities. My grandfather had frequently seen these ^announcements, and wondered what sort'bf man it was who caused the captain general so much annoyance Both the captain general and himself were soon to know. One afternoon the captain-gehera 1 so alone in hi%oflice. He was in a compla cent mood, for certain documents ne fore him related to the disposition r, the surrendered insurgent bands who bad been harassing his chosen prov ince for the last two years. Suddenly, without any warning, the door opened behind him and a man stepped quickly into the room, at the same time slip ping the bolt again into its place. He was dressed like a priest, in a long blnck gown and had a hood over his head. v- "PWm mpou jom," bsssid, soldi?, tin Xntar Mtahtmwd lakia chair. "Who arc yon Mid "what do you want?" "Bo not talk too loud." said the vis itor, pushing back the cowl from iut face. "Who am if' See for yourself." The captain general gave a start of terror and his face' blanched. It was Berceo, the insurgent chief, who stood before him. ^'Listen to me, en6r, and I'll tell you what I want. Yon have offered $40,000 for my head. See, I have brought it myself and claim'the money." Berceo stepped nearer and drew from under his cloak a/ long native knife. "I can't very well carry Mexican dol lars. I will take Spanish bank notes. Hurry!" Gen. Macia ground his teeth in rage, but dared do nothing except obey. Hs knew well the character of the man he was dealing with. From a desk near by he counted out the-equivalent of $40, 000 in Bank of Spain notes and handed them to the rebel leader who began to back toward the door. "Good day, senor," he said, politely, and sprang out. A guard at the end of the iiill tried to restrain him, but Berceo en's him down with the knife, and then throwing off his monk's garb, he reached the street and made good his escape. That same night grandfather sat smoking on his wide veranda- which looked out upon ftlie bay. One or two acquaintances from the neighboring compounds had dropped in for chat, but by ten o'clock he was alone again. As he sat dreamingly gazing out at the twinkling lightB on the ships at anchor, he heard a step on the stairway behind him he thought it tvas his Chinese servant. Soon, however, a familiar voice spoke: "Senor. excuse the intrusion." He turned around, and there stood his former clerk, Juan Aguado. "Why, Juan, what a pleasure! But how you startled me! Come, sit down and tell me all about yourself." Aguado smiled. "Are we quite alone, senor?" he asked glancing around fur tively. "Yes, entirely so the servants have gone to bed." "Well, then, you want to know all about myself. I can tell you in a word —I am BerceO." My grandfather was a cool man. "Gome inside, it's damp here," he said, BERCEO STEPPED NEARER. nnd led the way to a room back of the veranda. Briefly Aguado told him what had taken place in the last two years. The man that had called upon him the day he left brought evil news. His-home vil lage had been destroyed, and his father, a petty official up country, had been imprisoned on some trumped-up charge, his two brothers had been killed in a fight with their Spanish guards He had long known what Spauish rule was in the out provinces—but, alas! his revolution did not succeed. Next he told how he bad just braved the captain general in his very palace and wrung from him the price set upon his own head. "By the grace of God, I escaped but it will not be for long, unless, senor, you help me." "Not knowing what I should have done in your place, Juan." said grand father, slowly, "I'm not the man to see you handed over to Gen. Don Xavier Macia, anyway. Let me think." After awhile grandfather said: "I think I have it. A captain friend of mine sails for Hong-Kong pn the morn ing breeze. If I can get you on board his ship you are safe. Come, put on some of my clothes. I don't think the authorities will be looking for you here they don't know that Luiz Berceo is such a dear friend of mine, and 1 think we can get out to the ship all right." Talking English, they made their way quietly to the harbor front and called a sampan. Thqy looked like two be lated English captains going out to their ships. A half a mile out in the bay lay the John Dorset, ready to weigh anchor. My grandfather hailed, and, when the captain appeared, he climbed on board, leaving Aguado below in the boat. Grandfather drew the captain below and told him who the man was in the sampan, nnd what he wanted. Capt. Biggins, of the John Dorset, was an old sea dog of the genuine Yan kee type. He liked a man who had what he called "sand for ballast," as Luiz Berceo evidently had. "Shiver my mainmast, but I'll take him," said Capt. Higgins. "He can have my cabin lill we are well past Correg idor and outto sea." This is aboiu the end of the story. Aguado scaped safely to Hong-Kong. A year or two afterward, just before grandfather sold out his business and started home, he received a package from a Chinese port. It contained a beautifully-jeweled Mala j* kris with tin name "Juan Aguado" upon the blade.— Detroit Free Press.' A ptnrourt PARAGRAPHS. j* "Have yon seen th* nose. sir?" "Xo«, •ir? No, dr. What nose, sir?" Cyrano's, sir." (Funeral strictly 'pri vate).—L. A. W. Bulletin. "Close upl close up!" cried the Irish captain to his company. "How do ye expect the enemy to hit ye if ye go straggling along loike that?"—Chicago Journal. Testing Paternal Logic.—Tommy— "Papa, if a pearl's a gem. Isn't a gem a pearl?" His Father—"Certainly, my ion." Tommy—"Then what's a dia mond?"—Jeweler's Weekly. Conjurer—"Now, my little man. are you quite sure there is nothing in your pocket?" Tommy—"Yes. sir—positive. The rabbit you put there before the per formance go-t away."—Answers. Purchasing Peace.—"Hopkins always carries coughdrops to the theater." "Is his cough troublesome?" "No he car ries them to quiet other people's coughs."—Chicago Daily Record. The Lieutenant—"Is that one of your men over in that field The Orderly— "It is, sir." "Who is it?" "Fassett, the plumber." "What is he doing in that onion patch "Looking for leeks, sir —Yonkers Statesman. In one of the neighboring villages there is a cemetery, over the gate of which there is the following announce ment: "By order of the judge of the civil registry only the dead who live in this village shall be interred in this ne cropolis."—Mexican Herald. He Was Paid in Full.—"But. mon, moil," expostulated the old Presby terian elder, hotly, "is that no a veery heavy fee you've charged me?" "Surely not, when you consider that I saved your life." "But why sae much for keeping a mon oot o' Heav en "Well, to tell you the truth." re sponded the doctor, coolly. "I didn't know where you were going."—Town Topics. PAINT SAVED OUR SHIPS. Tlie Doll Tint Used as War Paint Blade Them Poor Targets for Spaniards. "I am delighted to read the telegrams' from Washington that the American warships are being painted white again," said Col. K. B. Brown at the Buss house the other night. The colo nel is from Virginia City and, like most Nevadans, he oscillates between the Buss and Palace—boards at the first and talks politics in the rotunda of the other. "White is the color of peace, and that is what suits me," continued yCol. Erown. "It suits me especially when it is won in such a glorious fashion as was set by Dewey and Schley. When our floating fighting machines visit other countries they will still be properly designated as the white navy, and no prettier or sturdier ships ever made furrows in the sea. "This changing the color of our ships is expensive, but it is a good investment. When I was at Santiago de Cuba on a press boat four weeks1ago I took a good look at the war boats in their fighting paint and it convinced me that the Yan kee who got up that idea was no bevel headed amateur. He knew what he was doing, and the government was wise in accepting the suggestion. "The dirty, neutral tint of the vessels made them look as if they were merging into the marine waterscape. You could scarcely tell where the ships ended and the water began, so that it was much more difficult to draw a bead on them than if they had been painted in any clear color. The Spaniards are poor marksmen, of course, but I believe that our ships escaped many a shot and shell by putting on the neutral tint. Our American Indians always put on'their war paint before going into battle, and why shouldn't our fighting ships?"— San Francisco Examiner. HOT ON THE WIRE, A. Bit of Important Society Wcwa That Was Unfortunately Delayed. The other night—or, rather, it was early in the morning—the telephone in a certain newspaper office rang loud and long. Most of the workers had gone home for the forty winks that newspaper people contrive to put in be tween times, but there was one man on the "dog watch"—that is, you know, he was the one person detailed to stay around the office and be ready for any thing from a murder to a fire. At that hour of the day—about, well, some where around three a. m.—when the telephone in a newspaper office rings it generally means a police story that is worth looking up, so the "dog watch" hastened to answer the summons. "Hello!" said a voice. "Is it too late to get something in to-morrow's pa per?" "Not if it'B important," was the reply. "Oh, it is," assuringly. The reporter rushed for a pad of paper and a pencil, screwed his ear up to the telephone again and said: "All right. Fire away, there." Then the voiceuwas heard again, trem ulous with emotion. "The engagement of Miss to Mr. is announced." There was an explosion of wrath at the press end of the line, and the rules of the telephone company restraining iiate persons from indulging in pro fanity were smashed in smithereens. "Why under the blankety-blank biank" (that wasn't exactly what wa3 said, but it will do. you know), "didn't you semd in such stuff earlier in the day?" "But I-couldn't," said the voice, apologetically. "You see, it just hap pened."—Milwaukee Sentinel. A Nonconductor. Manager of Trolley Line—I think we can take you. What is your name? Applicant—Glass. "Good day. sir. You can never be a con luctor."—Brooklyn Life. THEY BAT TO ORDER. Bow Fowls Am There are many poultry farms in England, for fresh fowl is considered.a great and staple table delicacy. They have many schemes for fattening the birds. One is to confine them in small pens, where they can have no exercise and are fed a mixture of ground oats, milk andffrt. They put on flesh at a rapid rate subjected to this treatment. FATTENING A FOWL BY MACHINERY. The biitfs are not allowed to pick up their food in. the natural manner, but have it pumped or crammed into their crops by a simple machine, consisting of a large funnel, into which the food is placcd, falling into a cylinder, from Which it is pumped by a piston worked by a treadle through a flexible tube some seven inches long direct into the fowl's crop. The birds are fed this way twice a day. The dexterity with which hundreds of protesting birds are thus fed is remarkable. POULTRY DOES PAY. One of the'Most Profitable, If Not the Host Profitable, Branches of Farming. Those who say poultry does not pay do so because in the first place they do not expend the proportionate time and brain in caring for their fowls that they do with their other stock, says the Western Rural. In the second place, they do not keep an account, hence the many little sums are overlooked when compared with those derived from the cows, for instance, where many times the capital is invested. Take care of your hens for one season, credit them with all the eggs and chickens used at home as well as those sold, of course charging the feed and time to them, and see if they do not yield a greater profit proportionately than the average prod ucts at your disposal. Those who have thoroughly tried it, either as a business in itself or as a side issue, are almost unanimous in declaring that it is one. of the most profitable, if not the most profitable, branches of farming. One must not expect to do well at it unless he is willing to devote time and talents to it, and eVen then there are a few.who, despite their best efforts, will fail the same is true in every business and pro fession. To such I would say, try some thing else, but to the average man I would recommend keeping a few fowls, if situated so that it is at all practicable to do BO. NOTES FOR BEEKEEPERS. Italian bees are proof against moths and worms. Too much stimulative feeding often tends to induce robbing. Colonies having defective queens aire always the foundation of trouble. The strength of the colony deter mines the amount of brood therein. The ground in front of each hive should be banked up level with the en trance. The first thing after hiving a swarm of bees in a frame hive is to adjust the frames. Be sure that the entrances are kept open bees must have fresh air to breathe. The best material, in the smoker if dry, rotten wood that has become light and spongy. When robbing once gets started in the apiary it is very troublesome and hard to check. A gargle made of sage tea and sweet ened with honey is one of-the best reme dies for colds or hoarsness. When the queen goes up into the sur plus boxes she selects drone comb if possible in which to deposit her. eggs. Except during the winter the En trance should be large enough to admit of the bees passing in and out readily. Combs that are new and bright are not near so liable to become infested with worms as those of a dark color.— St. Louis Kepublic. The Hen's Get and Ses. Periodically and iVequently goes around the report that eggs wrinkled at the narrow, ends produce cockerels, says the Country World. ^To the stu dent of embryology this fallacy is at once apparent. For the first few dnys the chieken is sexual, and then to about the seventh day it is distinctly herma phrodite and contains within itself the element of both sexes. After this stage it verges in one direction, one set of organ? developing and the other dimin ishing, according as to whether the germ is going to produce a male or a female. So that if the germ hod a liv ing onfeienee, it would not know at the sixth day tt'htoh sex it would ulti mately be. »w».- a yMg' •«*,... Fattened by Machin ery auores of Panltry Farms In Isflsad. VOWL8 ARE 1I1CID. ••Mt^is "WhyfSeipe Interferes with tbo •••a mt Boas. .1 Continual frightening Is Injurious all ltiodf of .fowls. says an «xchaag£ Tbe hen in particul^t Is a nervous ani mal. Countless generations of domes tication have not freed her from the timidity that was bo^n in t&e first hen. Did you ever notice, when throwing fobd'into thei poultry enclosure, that no hen. chick or rooster will stand and receive on the back evenl so much as a blade of grass? Should even a feather 'float oyer the enclosure and settle down, every fowl Will run away,, afraid that it will fall upon them. A sijdden sLadoW will cause all the fowls to move to one side and look up inquir ingly. We have seen a full-grown hen, old '"enoujgb and big enough to know better, jump nervously aside as the shadow of a flying swalllow or robin streaked across the yard. All hens ap pear to have about the. same degree of nervousness and timidity, and the' grower must keep in mind that the hen cannot be taught, to be brave, that she must jump at all noises, shad ows and swift-moving objects, and that his care is to keep her as free as possible from fright. The nerv ousness of all feathered creatures is a real nervousness. The canary bird will drop from a sudden fright, and other birds are timid to a greater or less degree. The chicken can always be stampeded by the shrill "shoo!" of the. person who chases her. No number of repetitions of any given form of fright will eniible a hen TO greet it with calmness. The hen is hysterical by nature, and she simply cannot help her nervousness when things seem to be falling onto her, more than the traditional woman can conquer her feminine dread when the diminutive mouse appears. PLACING THE MEAT. This Is a Science Which Is Not So Very Well Understood by Poultry Raisers. "To give satisfaction, the bones must be small and the meat thick, and the meat must also be properly disposed upon the fowl. The majority of poul try eaters like the white meat better than the dark and the fowl that best suits the majority of purchasers has a large amount of breast meat. The best market fowls carry this white meat not only on the breast proper, as at in the cut but also well back between the A WELL-DEVELOPED CARCASS, legs at A. Much of the market poultry fails to be thick-meated at this point (A), and this is a vital defect. The pure bred Wyandots and Plymouth Rocks are specially noted for carrying a gen erous quantity of white meat not only upon the breast, but also well back be tween the legs, and this is one of the reasons for the market popularity of these two breeds. Select as breeders, therefore, fowls whose legs stand well apart, with the body between of good width, with a tendency to put on flesh there.—Orange Judd Farmer. Pare Breeds and Prices. If you desire birds that will enable you to compete with others do not ex pect to buy them at a low price. If you wish to breed first-class exhibition stock next season do not be afraid of the cost. It costs time, money, and skill to breed flocks up to a high aver age, and the prices usually asked are not extortionate. If you are not par ticular about exhibiting, and desire some strong vigorous birds, that have no faults but a twist of the comb, or some slight defect, for crossing on com mon stock, let the breeder know it when you write, and he will try to accommo date you. No breeder generally has two birds at the same price. They are sold according to quality for "that rea son be particular to describe your, wants, and do not expect the breeder to know your desires.—American Gar dener. Snn Baths for Fowls. It is not alone the cold weather in winter, but even more the lack of sun light Juring the short days, that re stricts egg production at this season. Plenty of sunlight is as essential as warmth to make the hens lively and healthful. But the single glass narrow windows, oft eh only a single pane, and that covered -with dust and cobwebs at all seasons, and with ice in winter do little gnod. What are needed in all henhouses are large windows with an extra frame and glass with a space of inclosed air large enough to fill most of the south side of the building. Keep the place where the sunlight falls free from manure and fill this with sand or coal ashes.- Fowls will dust themse.'ves here, and basking in the sunlight they will soon begin to lay. Death U- Ventilation. The hardest task yet undertaken is to prevent poultry from killing their birds with fresh air. Fresh air has killed more- birds than all other causes com bined- A breeder, during a cold day. whose first hatch for the season was just out, had the top of the window down to give the tiny and tender little chicks "fresh" air, and yet he had 54 in a basket not a foot long, all tucked under a blanket, which.he had not yet put in ai brooder and which did not suf focate. A poultry house can hardly be too close in winter. No one would sug gest the withholding of pure air. but it is affirmed tbatin winter the ventilator, by causing draughts, kills the birds.— Farmers' Review. Parting from oss swollen joints, painful 0obd*l8arss|MrUla and »jwitr»H»es of rheumatism. whesyoumay berelimdhy parllla America's OimtoM MftAetas. Prtcr «v::» Prepared bjr C. flood Oa. Lowell, llass..---. Hood's Plll» ears all Liver Ills. S cents The Modern Idea. A teschtr in loejdrprimary school in an endeavor to inculcate amoral-lesson in the receptive mind* other little charges asked them what they would do if they had a great deal of money. With remarkable unanimity the pupils replied that they would donate it to pleasing others. They didn't say so. in chorus, but the answers ran down the line in about this fashion: "I'd buy a'present for. papa." "I'd get something niee for mamma." "I'd spend it for my baby brother." "I'd buy a nice cloak for grandma." And-, so. it ran dnl until it reached little Jimmie Peters, thelast boy in the line "Well. Jimmie," queried the teacher, "what would you do "if-you had lots of money?" "Burn it," said Jimmie.—Cleveland Plain Dealer. j___ Can Yon Solve This Possle Verset "A. simple go-between am I. Without a thought of pride I part -the gathered thoughts of men, And liberally divide. I set the soul of Shakespeare free. «$ „r? To Milton's thoughts give liberty. Bid Sidney speak' with freer speech, 5K"' Let Spenser sing and Taylor preach. Though through all learning swift I glide. No wisdom doth with me abide." If you can solve the foregoing, and send the correct answer to George H. Heafford, General Passenger Agent, Chicago, Milwau kee & St. Paul Railway, Old Colony Build ing, Chicago, together with a two-cent stamp, he will send you what it calls for. Blood. The duke was beside himself with rage. "Your family have only plebeian blood in t'heir veins!" hissed his (race. 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