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PAGE FIVE HINDHWS HUD IS "OFF. The Regular Session of the City Council Frangot With Stirring Event. I alenrl Cart "turrr... 11.-i.rr.on sua Tf-rarml, and John U. Mo) l<* la »«altt t II? Illain.l Un war (• the t Irenten. i To tbe roll call st the regular session ol the city council Monday evening Acting{ Mayor Cox and Councilman Carpenter, j Chapman, Needham and Vsugh answer ed present. The minutes of last meeting were approved and a communication was read from the mayors of New Whatcom and Fairhaven asking tbe council to join In securing the passsge through the legis lature of desired laws snd inessures for the government of cities of the third class, and enclosing a copy of tbe proposed changes, with request for suggestions. As North Yakima is governed by an inde pendent charter and doesn't come under any class beading it waa decided to sub mit the comniunicstion to a committee and if thought advisable a special meet ing of the council could lie called to take co-operative action with the other cities. Tbe committee appointed consists of Connc'ilmea Chapman, Needham and Vaughn. The following report was read and adopted without dissent: Nobtu Yakima, Feb. '20. To the Honorable Mayor and City Council: We your committee on fire and fire limits beg to report on the petition band ed in to the council at the last regular meeting by the firemen of tbe city. While we recognize the fact that something should be done in the way of remunera tion to disabled firemen while in active duty, also for tbeir time while fighting fire, yet at the same time it is evident tbat tbe city has at all times allowed bills which have been incurred by the com pany, and citizens have always been prompt in making up private subscrip tions to the department when they have been pressed into service. We your com mittee are willing that something should be drawn in such a form so tbat tbey would know what to depend ou. But owing to the amount demanded, think that it would be advisable that it should be submitted to the taxpayers before any final action should be taken, and do hereby recommend that it be referred back to them with the suggestion 'bat tbey have a petition circulated among tbe taxpayers ststing whst they desire and present the lime to tbe council at some future time for their contideratkin. Respectfully submitted, W. 11. Chapman, 11. F. Vaiohn. The following resolution was read and adopted, Councilman Carpenter being tbe only mem tier voting against in adop tion: Reiolied, That it is apparent to the members of the city council that the police department of the city has been and is now lieing conducted in a very lax and insufficient manner, and is appar ently due to the deficiency of executive ability, general unfitness and incompe tency of the chief of said department, ■nd we desire it for the best interests of the city that a change be made in said department; therefore be it resolved by tbe council, that tbe office of city mar shal be and ia hereby declared vacant. Bills approved by tbe finance commit tee, amounting lo $142.82, were passed and warrants ordered drawn for the re spective sums. Ordinance No. 192, providing for a city attorney at a salary of $60 per month, which is to include all compensation, wss passed. Colonei H. I). C<*.k was placed in nomination by Chapman for tbe office of city marshal. There were no further nominations, but when the bsllots were counted two votes were found to have been cast for N. H. Yeates and three for H. D. Cock. Mr. Cock was declared elected. For the oflice of city attorney John G. Boyle was placed in nomination by Need ham. Mr. Boyle was elected, receiving four votes and W. L. Jones one. Paragraph* I'reni Prosser. Tbe snow baa tliaappcare.l in and around I'rosaer, and thia ia being made the feeding ground for about 3000 aheep. Meaara. Veaaey and Rosa have decided , upon engaging in the butcher business here and will open a meat market. Work on the # flume at Yakima falls is ■till being pushed along. A new barber shop is among tbe re cent indications of the steady growth of Tliere ia a good pro»i-eet tbat the I'ros ser school will be continued for an addi tional three months This will meet with much favor here. X. Y. Z. One Small 11110 Menu ei,iv nlulit for a week aiouMiToi piii Livers, ttc. per bottle. The new freight rates which have re sulted from the efforts of President Hill of the Great Northern, have been pro mulgated. There is a general reduction of west bound freights by car lots, of from 12 to 47cents. The only east l-ouud reduction is a 40 cent rate made on lum ber which it is thought will instill new life into that languishing industry. Tbe tariff is issue jointly by tbe Northern Pa cific, the Union and the Great Northern and took effect on Wednesday. They increase ap-ieilto. purify tlie -. hole ■ysieiuaii'i'ici i>iiti.i-li\ it. Ilii,. iieiius-'.-afi. Maje Brown, a sporting man, had a disagreement with the police, ou Satur day last, aAd was arrested for using loud and profane language on the street. Ilia fine and costs amounted to 1.3.50 which he paid. Putii|,iiineiit wi,u-1,.-liii|a..lln.ttlrs.ai,_ir ousted. Small Hilt.* lleuua. Ue. per bolt lv. Tbe U. 8. senate has voted to issue t00.000.000 of 3 per cent bonds. Visit Curran's grocery store and see bow far a little money will go. tf Curran will supply your wants in the grocery line as cheap as snv dealer in the city. 6-tf HUGH MAIL'S HEN. Ey ALFRED R OALHOUN. ! (Copyright. I.<Vl, by American I'rv--a Associa tion.] Be made a till* to nearer the jkijkt. General O. M. Mitchell, although past middle age in I s*.', was one of the most romantic soldiers of the war. He was an able, patriotic man, and if be hud any fail ing M a commander it «*». in perfecting more plans than a dozen armies conld execute. Among these plans was one for the capture of Chattanooga by ad vancing a force rapidly along the right bank of tbe river, tho feasibility of which was subsequently demonstrated by the brilliant expedition under Gen eral Negley. To learn the nature of the country be- ' tveoen MacMinnville and Chattanooga a I mounted force of sixty men, made up of l detachment* from the Seventh Pennsyl- l vania. First Tennessee and Fifth Ken- I tucky, with a number of men from the bills of north Alabama, recently mus tered into our service, all yonng, eager and well m.mnted, left Stevenson for the Cumberland mountains to the north of the Tennessee. Having just made in perfect safety a trip down the mountains from Ken tucky with six men. all in uniform, I was sent with this expedition. Lin Moore was the man on whose knowledge of the mountains we relied chiefly during this scout. Before start ing out he a-ssured General Mitchell that he "knew the Cumberland mountains from end to end ;.; well as if be bad built 'em by days' work," and tbe result 1 showed that be was not a bnovt. On this scout six of n-.. tinder Liu's i guidance, cut loose from tbe main body i and pushed toward Uie east, till one I midnight we dismounted on tbe crest of i a hill from which we looked down on l Moccasin point, snbsequently to liecoine ' famous, and could see the white tents i of the Confederates gleaming like opals t in the moonlight from Lookout moun tain to Chattanooga. i Satisfied with the outlook, we moved i back from this elevation to a little I stream at the base, where we threw our selves on the ground to rest while our I weary horse* were grazing. 1 As I bad planned to examine, ho far as l I could do so with a field glass, the poei- l tion and extent of tho Confederate de- ] fenses on the following morning, it was ' understood that we should remain where ( we were for the ni','ht; and as the little < ravine was out of the way aud as much t secluded as if we had lieen in a cave, I Lin Moore tin.uglit it would lie perfect- ' ly safe to lie down, and he showed his 1 confidence by wrapping up Ma boata ia . his coat, putting tbe bundle under his I head antl dropping off to sleep in no t time. The rest of the party followed Lin's example. All the men were asleep, and I was about to pull off my boots to ease my : feet, when up on the bill I heard the I notes of tbe whippoorwill. I bad known i this bird from my childhood, and I bad i heard it many a time baton in tbe : mountains, but never after midnight ] and but seldom after dark; yet the : sound waa too accurate and distinct to : lie au lintiiitation. While I was won dering at this an owl, seemingly perched in the gray limestone rocks directly above where wo lay, be^an: "Hoo-hoo-hoo, boo-oo!" ending with tho shrill whist'i.) peculiar to the white owl. This seemed more in keeping with the time nnd place, and I was again about to pull off my boots, when suddenly a rivalry started between the whippoor will and the owl, ttitl they dashetl along "neck and neck," the hooting and the whistling increasing iv rapidity till the rocks rang again, and very much per plexed I rose to my feet nnd walked back to try and get a view of the cliff, but as the fnil moon waa sloping west ward it was in shadow. Gradually the contest died out, as if the feathered rivals hail become ex hausted, but there was still an occa sional faint "hoo-hoo" and "whippoor will," when suddenly it dog—a dog with the voice of Cerberus—liegan baying up the hill. Then the baying changed to the angry liarking of two dogs—one a savage monster and the other a pugna cious "fice." I crept over to Lin's side, and bending down so as not to break in needlessly on the sleep of my near by companions, I whispered for him to get up and step back with me. Drawing Liv back, so as not to disturb the others, I told him of what I had heard, but tiefore he could frame a re ply the noise began again. This lime it was the bellowing of a distant and evi dently a belligerent bull. "Doggone bit, who'd 'a' thought hit?" was the guide's comment. "Thought what?" 1 asked in surprise. "Why, that he'd V come ovah bar." "Who'd 'a' come?" I asked, uncon sciously dropping into the mountain ver nacular. "W'y, Hugh McNeil's Hen. Nevah heah of him?" "No, I don't think I ever have, and if that's a hen it is the most extraordinary bird I arm heard." '•i )h. Hen ain't a bird; he's a nat'ral," I said Lin Moore with tbe manner of a man who, in his own opinion, has given \ a full and satisfactory explanation. But I was more perplexed than ever. Seeing this, Lin Moore whispered: "Hen—that's 'Ingh Neil's son; lie's a plum eejit." "Who, Hugh McNeil?" "No, Hen. that> him a-makin believe ' up thar that he's a bull string of tree j toads. Oh, him and nit's ole friends, i and offin slept together in these bills afoah the wall. No one wouldn't think a nat'ral couid be so knowin as Hen. He'd corner a lawyer axin questions, and as fo' mockin any sound he evab beahs, he can't be beat. Why, hit's luos' aur j,ri.in. There, that's the cronk of wild geese, and we uns, ef so be we uns didn't BBOW 'twas Heu, would believe tbem ! birds wus a-flyin right straight ovah head, and we conld most see 'em formin a triangle, as they most alias does, 'way np in the sky. Bnt I'll fotch him down, fo'. bein a nat'ral, thar ain't no bahin into him." The guide placed two fingers in his month and emitted a long, low whistle, ending with the musical cry of the quail, "bob white." "Bob white! bob whitel bob white!" was echoed qnickly from th* rocks. Then came the crash of a loosened stone that went hurling dangerously close, and a minute after an athletic figure, with something like a knapsack on its back and a long rifle in its right hand, stood before us. But it was too dark to dis tinguish the dress or features. "Hello, Hen!" was Lin Moore's salu tation, as be extended both hands, "whar yo' bin and whar yo' gwine?" "Bin hellenback; nawtbin teat. Who's you nnsf This is what Hugh McNeil's Hen rat tled off in a far away ventriloqttial voice, and as he asked the question be laid his hand on my shoulder. "This is a blue sojer, Hen, and my friend," said Lin. Then in a whisper, "Any grays nigh har?" "Oh, lots, lots, lots," replied Hugh McNeil's Hen. "Whar is they. Hen?" "Ovah yon," and he pointed in the di rection of Chattanooga. "Oh, yaas," said Lin, evidently much relieved, then adding, "Wa'al, Hen, ef you uns']] lie down and not open yer lip* till daylight I'll gin yo' breakfast, eh?" For answer, Hugh McNeil's Hen laid his pack on the ground and his head on the pack, and began snoring so soon that I was sure he was either playing one of the tricks of which we had so re cently had a sample,,or that he waa eager to get into onr good graces by pre tending to comply instantly with Lin's request. After this I lay down, and I must have slept for at least three hours, for when I awoke it was broad daylight and the men were rubbing down the horses' backs with bunches of dry grass, pre paratory to saddling np. Whether Hugh McNeil's Hen went to sleep instantly after lying dowm I think very doubtful, but when I got up and went over to look at him there could lie no mistaking the fact of his being as dead asleep as one of the fabled Seven of Ephesus. As we were about to partake of the cooked rations we had brought with ns, Lin Moore woke up the "nat'ral." who at once sprang to his feet, and to the great amazement of those who had not heard him the night before, he clapped both arms to his sides and began to crow so mnch like a cock tbat it only required turning the back on him to be entirely deceived. One of the scouts desoribed the deception perfectly when he said: "If I was to hear that crowing in the dark I'd never stop sarchin till I found a henroost, and my stomach would be sot for fried chicken next day." We shared with him our cooked ra tions, but did not give him all he wanted to eat. I doubt if we should have had any left had we done so. He seemed to realize that I was the leader of the little party, for as soon as he saw that there waa no more food that morning he opened his ragged knapsack—it was full of bits of cloth and bright pieces of quartz crystal—and from a recess he drew out a newspaper and handed it to me. It was a copy of the Chattanooga Rebel of the previous day, and this told me that Hugh McNeil's Hen had either been in the Confederate camp across the river the day before or had met some one who had come from there. I could not conceal my delight at get ting this paper, for it not only gave in its local news a clew to the forces then in aud about Chattanooga, but it also contained an account of the movement of Bragg's army, which was being trans ferred by rail to Mobile, from which point it was to be forwarded to Chatta nooga. Commenting on this roundabout movement of the main army of the Con federates in the west, the editor said, "This means that Bragg will transfer the fighting from northern Mississippi, Alabama and Tenneesee to the banks of the Ohio before the summer is over." And the editor was so entirely correct that Bragg would have been quite justi fied in hanging him without further evi dence. I folded the paper and was putting it carefully away in an inside pocket, when Hugh McNeil's Hen began making signs of disapproval. His face became livid, and he muttered and made a dive to recover the paper. As he did be threw back the matted hair from his forehead and I saw for an instant a pur ple, crescent shaped scar running from temple to temple about a half inch be low the hair, and I concluded that this was the reason for the poor fellow's de mentia. "Hold up, Hen!" cried Lin Moore, and he laid his hand restrainingly on the idiot's arm, "the cap'n'll pay you for that." Acting on the hint I offered Hen a dollar, but he refused it; then I recalled that I had in my saddlebags a barlow knife, which I had used for cleaning out my horse's hoofs; this I gave him, and he received it with a whole covey of bob white calls. In a direct line wo were not a mile from the enemy's camps across the Ten nessee; indeed, while I was glancing over the paper, I could see rising above the tree* to the southeast the smoke of the little steamer which the Confederates used as a ferryboat. The position was delicate, and it was necessary to act quickly. Th* men were distributed to examine the river below the bend and above the town, with ordirs to meet for the retnrn at noon in the same place. Lin Moore accompanied me to a point which he promised would give me a good chance to note the extent of the western and river defenses of the little city. To my great discomfort Hugh McNeil's Hen kept close to our heels, whittling the splintered gunstock with the Barlow knife. "Thar aint no dainjah from Hen," •aid Lin Moore in response to my ques tion. "If so be he was to see blood hit'd drive him plum wild with fear. Come np har, Hen." The guide halted till Hen, still intent on testing his knife, stood before bim. "Just look thar. cap'n, now wat do you uns think that is?" He pushed np the matted hair from the idiot's forehead and discover ed the purple crescent I had noticed be fore. "That was a terrible wound when first made," I said, "and I presume it is the cause of th* poor fellow* present condition." "Waal, yaas," drawled the guide, as be let the hair fall and we resumed onr tramp up the hsl, the Munmit of which was hot'five hundred yards from tbe river, and within rifle reach of the near est Confederate camp. "But that wound wasn't made on Hen's head, bnt on his father's. If yon nns ever see Hugh Mc- Neil—and hit's mos' likely yo' will, if ao be we uns git into Marion county, fo' he lives in the hills nigh to Jasper—notice his forehead, and yo'll see the skull kind er caved in in a circle like that scar on Hen's. Hit all happened 'bout foah months afo' Hen was Lawn. Hngh—he was a powabfnl drinkin man in thim days—got into a fight with a blacksmith down to Jasp. . and the blacksmith fotched him a tip on the head with a twenty pound sledge hammer and hit laid him out. Sue McNeil beard her husband was dead and she come down to the town, where she found a doctor perpahrin to fix the wonnd. and when she seed hit she fell right ovah in a faint. That's why Hen's got tho mark and is as he is, and can't abide the sight of blood." This was said in the guide's low, care ful tones, and he might have kept on, for Hugh McNeil's Hen was evidently a ' congenial subject with him, had wo not reached the rooky crown of the bill, from which we could see the sunlight flashing on the anus of the Confederates and distinguished the uniforms of the men from those of the officers, who at that time had a barbaric fondness for tinsel and gold lace. Lin Moore prevailed on Hen to sit down in the shadow of a rock while I examined the splendid panorama of river, mountain, town and camp spread out to the east, though the ssethetic as pect of tho view bad no attractions for me at that time. Beforo starting out on this expedition I was furnished with a number of out line maps of the region to be traversed and examined on the scout. My instruc tions were to note in detail on this out line all the elevations, valleys, streams, roads, farms, bridges, fords, everything indeed that might be of use to an ad vancing army. After making my ex amination by means of the field glass, I laid it down, and without paying any heed to Hugh McNeil's Hen I unfolded my map and began penciling in the points of importance before me. I became so intent in my work that I forgot all about my companions, and I might have kept on for another half hour had not the guide, who had kept along the hill nnd closer to the river, come hurrying back. With more nerv ousness in his voice and manner than I had yet seen, he said: "I reok'n, cap'n, we nns had bettah be lightin out." "What's up?" I asked. "Thar's a lot of Confeds come ovah to this side of the rivah," ho replied. I folded up the map, put it carefully away with my pencils, then turned to pick up my field glasses, bnt to my amazement they were gone and so was Hugh McNeil's Hen. I found no comfort in the guide's state ment that the idiot "did not do this for bad." But more important matters than tbe loss of my valuable glasses now at tracted our attention. I could distinctly see with the unaided eye, for they were now not a quarter of a mile away, a body of cavalry', at least a troop in strength, coming on a smart trot, like men whtf had an important objective point ahead. "I hope the rest of the boys'll be a-waitin fo' ns," said the guide, as at a run we dashed down to where our horses were grazing and wo had made camp the night before. To my great relief I found the men waiting aud all the horses saddled. They, too, had seen the danger and were nervously awaiting our return. "By Jove, Mm, you arc a brick, and I like you." I think I can say without vanity that 1 saw some trying service in the west on scouting expeditions, and had a good opportunity to study the men selected for this very essential and very hazard ous work. They were, and I cannot re call an exception to this, the pick of our cavalry force. When not detailed for the work, because of thoir familiar ity with the country to be traversed, the scouts were men of marked intelli gence and self control. We were well mounted, except that our horses were rather thick about the girth, owing to their having to subsist entirely on grass, which at that time was rich and abundant in all the val leys in this part of Tennessee. I was very sure, from the strength of the ene my's cavalry and tho manner of their ad vance, tbat my own little party had not attracted their notice, but the chances were tbey were sent out by Oeneral Ledbetter, then in command at Chat tanooga, to surprise the main body of our detail scouting through the country between "tho coal mines" and the vil- I lage of Jasper at the junction of tbe j Sequatchie and tho Tennessee. Acting ou the advice of Lin Moore, ' our guide, we rode for the north instead | of making for the west in advance of j the Confederates. After we had placed ; a ridge between us and tbe enemy, we ; brought our horses down to a trot and again turned westward, so that we were traveling in the same general direc tion as the Confederates and not more '[ than two miles apart. About two hours ; after our start from the camp of the i night before we halted our panting ani mals on tho crest of a ridge that com manded a magnificent view of the un dulating, heavily timbered country ■weeping down to the Tennessee. But what most attracted our attention was ' the flashing of the sunlight on the arms ; of men and the trappings of horses. More than once I cursed in my heart ] Hugh McNeil's Hen, who bad stolen tny field glasses, but the veriest recruit could tell that there waa more than one troop ' of the enemy marching for the west, and the sight of a number of ca:iva_ covered , wagons coining over the slopes ft'iii Chattanooga convinced me that the Con ! federates were not ont ou a mountain ' raid. I had no reason to believe that I the main force, under Lieutenants Ar- I thnr and B^pwn, was not quite so yijji- I lant as we bad liecn. They certainly, , with fifty-four men, were lietter able to ' care for themselves, if it came to a fight, y.t I felt iiervi.ua, thinking they might J be surprised, und well knowing that by j this lime their whereabouts and pnrpose : were known to the enemy, for at that '. timo every southern sympathizer within ! our linen felt it to be bis religious aa well as iwtriotie dnty to play the spy for his own nide. On hearing my fears Lin ! Moore said, with tho quiet drawl that j distinguishes the southern mountaineer | even more than it does the New Eng. land Yankee: "I reckon, cap'n, es how yo' mont be right. Now, do you uns think yo' know* the road to tho coal mines, leastwise that you un., ken get thar, fo' thar ain't no road?" I assured him that I had no doubt about my ability to reach the point named, or to get back with my men to Sill's brigade, which had lieen advanced before onr departure in the direction of Bridgeport. Then I asked him why he put this question. I recall his response as if it were uttered a minute ago: "If yon una ken get through, hit'll be better fo' me to light out and go hit alone. I ken travel afoot ovah these har hills 1-etter'n any critter tbat ever wore hoofs, and ef bo be them Confeds ken git ahead of me or ketch me, I'll give 'em leave to hang me and be d—d to Vm." I felt that my six men and myself could get througu, though wo might have to kill our horses, a loss which, un der the circumstances, was not worth a consideration, but I know that the main force could neither move n fast nor hide so readily. It did not take me long to decide. I told Lin Moore what I ' wished him to say to the officers, and made him repeat it over twice. He wanted me to write a letter and to in trust the maps to his care, promising to give tbem to General Sill or General Mitchell, but though I had implicit faith in bim, I knew that if he was taken with such papers in his possession he would lie banged as a spy, and therefore I declined. Five minutes after his proposition was first made, Lin Moore, with his rifle on his shoulder, was running down the western slope of Walden's ridge with the long, tireless spring that no horse could have kept up with for half a day. Before the guide was out of sight we had resumed our march aud kept stead ily on till the middle of the afternoon. We passed a numlier of cabins and saw an occasional mountaineer hoeing in bis corn patch, but refusing the signals to stop for a chat wo made no halt till it became necessary to feed our dripping horses. While the animals wero grazing, our vigilance was not abated, but each man took a position from which bo could look out for the enemy, the orders being to report any unusual sight or sound, even if it did not indicate danger. With my carbine thrown across my lap I sat i down on an elevation to write up my itiaerary, but I had not been at it for many minutes when I was startled by hearing quick breathing and the rapid beating of unshod feet behind me. Starting up with an alarm that I would have lieeu slow to acknowledge at tho time, I found myself face to face with Hugh McNeil's Hen. "Hello, you thief I" I called out, and I raised my carbine threateningly. "Where are my glasses!" He muttered something 1 could not understand and covered his eyes writh his big freckled hands, and I could see that In- wa£ trembling. Ashamed of myself, I lowered the piece and slung it at my back. Looking through bis fin gers, the idiot saw this, and with a cry of joy that suggested the pleased bark ing of a dog, he reached out his hand in greeting and I took it. On the instant Hugh McNeil's Hen laid on the ground his harmless old musket and bis battered knapsack. When he began to open tho latter I bent over him, for I felt sure that the glasses would lie discovered there, but no, there was nothing in it but the scraps of cloth and the pieces of quartz crystal I had noticed there in the morning, but from the depths bo fished ont two newspapers and held them up while he laughed and skipped about in great glee. Tbe papers proved to be old copies of the Memphis Appeal and the Cincinnati ■■inquirer, neither of any use except as Ilu-y illustratcil the unity of feeling tbat existed at that time between those people north and south who were most bitterly opposed to tbe methods of President Lincoln. It was evident that Hugh McNeil's Hen had been iv some Confed erate camp, and quite possible that he had exchanged my glasses for the papers, thinking to please myself or Lin Moore, or perhaps to secure another reward. 'Been to Chattanooga/ I asked, and shouted my words as if he were deaf and motioned to tbe east. "Yes. yes. Over dar. Kight smart grays. VV bar's LiaV" and he pushed hack his matted hair, again revealing the scar, and looked eagerly abont him. 'Gone." 1 replied. "Nevah come back?" 'Oh, yes; 1 hope so." 'Where l.in go?" 'I can't say." Having no more use for this strange creature, I gave the order to saddle up, and within a few minutes we were again on the march. Hugh McNeil's Hen was not so easily shook off. He motioned that he wanted to sit in the vacant saddle, but I shook my head and motioned him away Not at all dis conraged, however, he strode ahead with a tireless swing that 1 envied. 1 felt there was no danger in tbe fellow's presence, yet it made me uneasy and 1 wanted to be rid of him. I was on the point of calling him to me and telling him as best 1 could tbat Lin Moore had gone in the direction of tbe river, hoping that he would take tbe same course aud free us of his presence; but before 1 could put my plan into execution be vanished amid tbe trees in front, which suddenly resounded with the barking of dogs, the crowing of cocks and tho criea of other animals, interspersed with sounds like "Boom! boom! boom!"—intended, no doubt, to represent tbe firing of guns. Gradually the sounds died out far in front, and 1 congratulated myself on seeing the last of this afflicted creature, but I was mistaken. Just as the sun was setting and 1 was looking about for grass along the mar gins of tbe many streams that beset onr course, a tall, powerfully built man, with reddish hair and a villainous look ing face, appeared on the trail before us. Our sudden appearance did not seem t* affect him any more than the sight of bis own long shadow. He took off bis rag of a hat, pushed up his hair, and in rAttCVCPgA OV SIXTH TAUK BANKRUPT SALE! M BE SOLD! Formerly the F. <S T. Co-Op. Store. A Large Stock of Dry Goods, Clothing, Boots and Shoes will be Sold at a HEAVY -DISCOTTnSTT -mm-m-mmmmmm-m-mmm-m ■ ■ ■ I I , „— We Exchange Merchandise for Potatoes, Eggs and Butter. .1. IS. MXJI-dr-aIOaA.IV, M-nnngrni NO SUPERIOR OR EQUAL ON EARTH AKK YOU AWARK THAT THE CAST IRON STOVK «.!« A THINU OF THK I'AST? BUY ONLY THK 3^" MAJESTIC'fr IT Ii ■ADM OF rKKL AMI WILL WKAlT***" FOR KVER. KOTHUfU I.IKK IT ON THK MARKKI. «>l_l^l.l-XCi Ac MAHEH, A(iTs.. sell them it eastern prices, frel.ht alUe.l. They carry s cmplete Hue of Tt* suit 11,.r.1w»r.- aud sub—4«-ansW lur Sportlug G0...|.,. I 'all aud >cc tlieui. U- «le- block, uo.t to HotelYakima. ra.-a, a. MatMM. Jlf . r „ * ct)ASI , L StLardLlo-v^! .k^clDaiiiel, MULlaaf IN Kine Wines, Liquors. Imported & Domestic Cigars. ri.N'K RII.I.IAKIi .tNI. fO.iL TA-I.KS. Southeaet Comer Yakima AvtDiie A Front Street. One Door West f Steitier'a Hotel. a Sole Apts for toe Celebrate. Jesse Moore Kentnciy Whiskies ' II ! II ' ! '..;' | LAXIJ AGEXTS ABSTRACTERS ~^zzz^ ESHELMAN BROS. - . NORTH YAKIMA, WASH. j REAL ES TA TE IXSI 'RAXCE HI • >•■:■' Hi ==__==_ HiomlDarcl <Sc Horsley, wOP az2LW)& ) y ** MYIN'IMCATK TH XK3K. Yakima Carriage Factory! MT. IOUORN, Proprietor. • Manufactures (arria-re. and rliia-ities st Kastern Price.. Satisfaction always Kuaranteed. All kindsof repalrluKaii'l p.lutlux linn* villi Keat ness .ud lilap.tcb. North Yakima, Washington. If You Think of Purchasing Call and See Me. 11 Spring, Gentle Spring! " Will Soon Be Here. WHITE, THE MERCHANT TAILOR, \-b --\\ ill be ready for you with a fine line of Impurle.) an.l Do. *^ uieatic Uooda. Keep the money ct bona. rnur% kiimiviihi. am*rtAoAtrttoA MKIMTHA -DD. V. "WTimD Yakima Avenue North Yakima.