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WHEN THE FROST IS ON THE PUMPKIN
By JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY.
when the frost is on the pumpkin
and the fodder’s in the shock,
"And you hear the kyvack and gobble
of the struttin’ turkey cock;
And the clackin’ of the guineas and
- the cluckin’ of the hens,
And the rooster’s hallylooyer as he
tiptoes on tlie fence;
Oh, it’s then’s. the time a feller is
a feelin’ at his best,
With the risin’ sun to greet him
from a night of peaceful rest;
As he leaves the house bareheaded
and goes out to feed the stock,
When the frost is on the pumpkin
and the fodder’s in the shock.
OUT OF BEACH.
You cannot get into my heart
Or put out the fire of my soul;.
I am > safé in a beautiful realm apart
Where .the angels of light patrbl!
You are good, I am .told, for thè flow
ers and thè grain-,
-,But you beat thè 'the door of my
heart in vain..
Blow, wind !
The trees you can buffpt. and break,
You can trouble the-waves of the
Yóu can shatter-.the petals of many
•But you cannot terrify me!
For thè country of “Peace and a
Is a part of the world you can1 never
—Youth’s Companion. •/
I Gatching His Eye
If Bowman, the assistant bookkeep-
«t, had a heart, he was as unconscious
«of it as: he was of any othbr of the
practical forking organs that went
to fnake up his physical plan.
Bowman loved his big ledgers,. He
reveled in long, terrifying columns of
figures. He liked good things to eat
in an unemotional way, which left hi»m
unmoved if the steak happened to be
done too much or too little. He was
fievoted to his mother. He enjoyed
hiM pipe in the evening after dinner.
However, up to- the age of 28 he ap
parently had never heeded or been
'disturbed: by the swish of a petticoat,
nor had let. his head be turned even
the 'fraction-of an inch by, the glance
■of a bright eye. ;
He wasn’t afraid of girls; in fact, he
rather liked them. They were pretty»
he thought, on account of the bright
■cbldrs they wore, and some of them
were graceful, so he enjoyed, seeing
them flash about, but somehow they
■all looked very much' alike to him and
he regarded them all with a. benevo
lent indifference. He was quite an or
dinary,. stout, plain person, who wore
big spectacles across his big nose, had
,-a wide, kind face and a twinkle in his
Bowman was probably the only mem
ber. of the office force’who remained
unmoved the morning .Miss Finley
made her first appearance. Quiet and
small and. dainty as she was, she was
yet such a vivid creature that even
the »manager, who believed that busi
ness anA social .relations should be
kept distinctly separate, noted her and
asked her name. However, the first
time Bowman remembered seeing her
was one morning several weeks after
her initial, appearance, when he raised
his eyes from his work to find her
standing at his elbow, looking, just a
trifle audacious, a trifle shy, but very
pretty, with a piece of paper’ held up
appealingly in he^ hand. She laid the
paper On the desk in front of Bow
man and he noticed that she had to
stand on her tiptoes to do it.
/‘Will you add them for me, Mr.
Bowman?” she pleaded. “You don’t
know how mean they act for me.”
Bowman’s slight interest in the fluffy
topknot immediately changed to a pro
nounced „interest in the column of fig
ures she handed him.
“Certainly,” he answered. He ran
bls pencil rapidly up and down the
Alaskan Discoveries Promise Weil
for the Man . Without Capital.
According to the current stories
from Alaska, poor man’s diggings of
great promise have been struck in the
Innoko country, southeast of Norton
sound, and there is a general stam
pede to the new camp, says the Seat
tle Post-Intelligencer. This is the third
season of prospecting in that region,
and each report received tells of rich
strikes made in the shallow diggings,
which give it its characteristic of poor
What has made Alaska and the Brit
ish Yukon is the poor man’s diggings.
The original prospectors had none of
them money enough to buy machinery
or to transport it. into the country of
magnificent distances and no transpor
tation facilities. Neither would capi-
tai have been enlisted during the pres-
ent generation in development work
on mines in Alaska had it not been
for the immense wealth taken out by
men of no capital save their own
brawn and energy. The Klondike was
a poor man’s camp in its inception,
and paid the’ original locators from the
grass roots down. So rich were the
claims that the first miners got money
¡sufficient to purchase their supplies
during the first winter after discovery
by panning the dirt off their dumps
with melted* snow.
Some of the best discoveries in Alas-
kas of recent years have been at such
¡depths in -the frozen ground that it
was useless for a man without capital
to attempt to open a claim. It requir
ed money to put in the. appliance for
thawing the frozen ground and sink
ing to considerable depth. But men
with capital are now willing to take
over all such properties, and develop
ment proceeds apace.
If reports should prove to -be true,
the Innoko country promises to give
the poor man a chance to make a
REFORESTATION IS EASY.
Observations of a Practical Timber
man Clearly Set Forth.
(By J. S. Young, Inman-Poulsen Log
ging Co., Kelso, Wash.)
The Timberman: As the 'question of
conserving our present forests and re
foresting our logged-off lands is now
commanding so much attention, a few
observations from one who has given
the subject considerable thought may
Spectator—Why don’t they begin not be out of place.
the duel? “They are waiting for the
People who are dealing with statistics
photographer.” — Meggendorfer Blaet-
theories tell us that our forests'will
exhausted in fifty years,
Wife—in a battle of tongues a wom
an can hold her own. Husband— at the present rate of . cutting; and as
rate of consumption will undoubt
M’yes, p’r’aps she can; but she never the
edly ..increase, it would seem that our
only hope of a supply for future gener
Wantanno—Why do you call that ations is in growing more trees.
The question of conserving and pro
boy of yours “Flannel?” Duzno—Be
cause he just 'naturally shrinks from tecting, our forests and -raising another
crop of timber to take thé place of the
one we are now cutting and destroying
“That clerk of yours seems to be a is purely an economic one, and net gov
hard worker.” “Yes, that’s his spe erned by academic theories, Hence, we
“What, working?” “No— will conserve and protect our .present
forests, plant and raise, a new crop of
seeming to.”—Boston Transcript;
trees on our lógged-off r lands just as
Mrs. Bleecker (upstairs)—Bridget, soon as we find out that it pays to
have you turned the gas on in the par do s.o.
The writer remembers doing a lot of
lor as I told you? The New Domestic
Jewel—Yis, mum; can’t yez smell it? bard wdrk, in early life, along with
many others, destroying our forests that
we might raise grain and garden truck
Elderly Lady—Doctor, I am troubled to eat and hay for oür stock; and why?
with a hallucination that I am being Because these things to us had a value,,
followed by a man. What sort of cure and trees had none. We could not eat
would you suggest? Honest Physician them and nobody wanted to buy them.
But mark the change today. The trees
—A mirror.—Cleveland Leader.
hâve a value ; our iorests are at the
There’s something kind o’ hearty
husky, rusty rustle of the toa
Fortune Teller—You will he very present time one of the chief sources of
like about the atmosphere
seis of the corn,
poor until you are thirty-five years of wealth to the states along the Pacifie
When the heat of summer’s over
the raspin’ of the tangled
age. Impecunious Poet (eagerly) — Coast, and where-the conditions for re
leaves, as golden as the morn;
and the coolin’ fall is here.
Of course we miss the flowers and
stubble in the furrows kind o’
And after then? Fortune-Teller—You foresting are so favorable, they can be
made a source of wealth for all time to
lonesome-like, but still
the blossoms on the trees,
will get used to it.—The Sketch.
come. But as approximately only 20
And the mumble of the hummin’ A-preachin’ sermons to us of the
per cent of the standing timber of the
birds and buzzin’ of the bees;
barns they growed to fill;
believe it, but a strange man tried to country is in the hands of the govern
But the air’s so appetizin’ and the The str aw-st ack in the medder, and
kiss me once. Miss Cutting—Really! ment and about 80 per cent under pri
landscape through the haze
the reaper in the she'd;
Well, he’d have been a strange man if vate ownership, the question of refor
Of a crisp and sunny morning of the The hosses in their stalls below, the
he’d tried to kiss you twice—Illus estation presents some serious difficul
early autumn days
Is a pictur’ thdt no painter has the Oh, it sets my heart a-clickin’ like
What is the age of our present for
colorin’ to mock—
the tickin’ of a clock
“Why does your baby cry so much?” ests? What are the means to be em
When the frost is on the pumpkin When the frost is on the pumpkin
“Say, if you had all your teeth out, ployed to rerorest our logged-off lands?
and the fodder’s in the shock.
and the fodder’s in the shock.
your hair off and your legs so weak What length of time will it take? What
you couldn’t stand on. them, I rather benefits- can be derived? And then
column, while she. stood beside him
“Here,” he said abruptly, “how does
•fancy you’d feel like crying yourself.” the great question, Will it pay?
To the first question, I would answer:
humming a little tune. In a moment a fellow feel when he’s in love?”
i(From 100 to 400 years.” The na
he handed the slip back to her. “I
The head bookkeeper looked at him
A.—I used a word in speaking to tional government is at the present time
think that fixes you,” he said hap scornfully. “Come, off!” he ejaculated.
my wife which offended' her sorely a gathering the data tò answer questions
. “Go on and tell me,” urged Bow
week ago. She has not spoken a syl two and three.
-“Oh, thank you ever so much,” she man. “I’m in earnest; I want to
The writer has made some observa
lable to me since. B.—Would you
replied, softly. She stood for a mo know,”
mind »telling me what it was?—Flie- tions regarding the. growth of timber,
which lead him to believe that growing
ment, sliding the paper back and forth
The head bookkeeper looked at him
timber will pay. I have found trees 135
in a ridge at the, side of the desk. disgustedly over his glasses, “For an
Father—Why - have you kept me years bld 52 inches in diameter on the
‘I’m, afraid you: think it was- awful everlasting, all-round idiots” he said,
waiting, Johnny? Johnny—A man stump, that cut over six. thousand feet
•funny of me to ask you,” she contin “you certainly are the limit, She’s
dropped ten cents in the gutter, of merchantable lumber. The, annual
ued, hesitatingly) “You always seem so got you going, has she?”
A Glean Month.
—Did it take so long to find it? growth showed these trees were 24
Bowman, said nothing more, but
on the stump at 40 years and at
—No; but I had to wait until inches
“Why, I’m never too busy to help from his knitted brows and general s ;ories of persons, otherwise appar-
that time should cut 900 feet of lumber.
From my observations, extending over
you,” he said; With a quiet imper air of .unrest one »might have gathered e itly intelligent and cleanly, going he went away.
Mrs. Hub—What is; this thing the several sections of .timber,. 100 trees 16
sonal' pleasure he watched the pretty that he was still studying his own rmnd for months, and even years,
expressman just brought? Mr. Hub— to 18 inches in diameter can be grown
color surge up into her cheeks. “Or emotions.
with their mouths full of germ-laden, The settee you asked me to get. Mrs. on each acre in 40 years and these will
any of the other girls,” he ■ added
aching, decaying teeth.
Hubb—-Mercy, what a man! I didn’t make 30,000 feet of merchantable lum
The next mqrning he was eagerly
Thes# persons will give the most say a settee; I told you a tea set.— ber; these same trees will .cut 75,000
watching, the door when Miss Finley,
feet at the end of 1.25 year’s. The
ridiculous reasons for their uncleanly
Miss Finley turned on her little heel looking a little pale from h’er illness, folly. They are too busy, or they have Boston Transcript.
question is, What ¿will be the value of.
and walked away so quickly that Bow came in. Without a moment’^ hésita an insane dread of the dentist, or some
“To-day my wife and myself had this 30,000 feet of timber grown on an
man was unaware of the smile that tion he went over to where she was such nonsense. In the very poor and the most foolish squabble of oúr mar- acre in 40 years or the 75,000 feet
on an acre in 125 years? I will
was curling her lips. * A little ripple of standing. Neither of the other girls very ignorant all this may be under- ried career.” “And what was the sub- gro^n
hazard a guess that 30,000 feet of
giggles greeted her as she returned had arrived.
ject of your discussion?”
standing timber will be worth $8 per
“Miss Finley,” he said, “I came ovei ‘ stood and forgiven, but in other would invest our money .if wé had thousand in 40 years, and that an acre
to the stenographers’ corner.
“Was it a frost?” inquired Miss Tem to tell you something, I just found their number is small, and their pun any.”—Kansas City Journal.
of land planted tó fir trees will earn $6
it out yesterday. I’m in love with
year for the entire period, not
ishment is sure.
counting the small trees that can be
“Maybe,” replied Miss Finley non you.” He stood back and regarded her
Very few of those who are children ing me,” said his chauffeur, angrily. taken out and utilized for wood, -posts
committally. “But one frost doesn’t with a look of the deepest interest. to-day, will be able to say by and by “Didn’t I take you out in your car
She gave a little nervous laugh. that they suffer on account of neglect twice last month?” “Yes,” answered and poles during the 40 years.
make a winter. You just watch me.”
I do not think there is any use to
It was perfectly, astonishing the “Who told .you?” she gasped.
of their teeth in youth, but many the owner, “but you wouldn’t take me which we can put our mountainous,
number of things Miss Finley found
said adults can honestly say so now. The where I wanted to go.”—Life.
rocky, logged-off lands that will yield
after that which only Bowman could triumphantly.
science of dentistry and the mechanics
man in Pratt said to the as much wealth, though to the indi-
“I didn’t think I could do it,” she by means of which that science is
vidual 40 years is a long time to wait
do for her. If the drawers of her desk
divine object of his adoration: “Do
became refractory and refused to open said soberly. I told the girls I. was applied have made enormous strides of you think your father would object to for a harvest,.bit not long to the state
or shut, only Bowman’s strong arm going to try just for fun, but I didn’t late, and will undoubtedly continue to me marrying you?” She replied: “I or nation.
To my mind, the phase of the ques-
seemed to be considered equal to the think I could. I told them the other advance in the future.
that presents the most serious diffi
I ' gave it up. I thought
task of getting them ipto working or day ; that
culties is the problem of taxation.- I
The modern gferm theory of disease he would.”—Kansas City Star.
She even got him to you-—
have no hesitation in saying that our
as applied to the mouth and teeth has
Mamma—Edgar, didn’t I tell you present
Bowman’s face grew stern for a mo- brought about so much exact knowl
sharpen her pencils for her and her
system of taxation, particularly
regarding'growing timber, is all wrong.
frequent appeals to him to know if > ment, “You did it just for fun!” he edge of prevention and cure that soon
said, “You never thought what it a decayed tooth should be a disgrace the jar? Edgar—Yes, ma. Mamma- I do not propose to discuss the matter
Then, if you wanted some, why didn’t as to whether, the timber interests have
might mean-to me.”
to any civilized man.
you ask foi them? Edgar—’Cause I paid too much or too little of the taxes
She gavé a quick little sobbing sigh,
It is; universally accepted, that a wanted some.—Modern Society.
in the past or at the present timé, but
“I did it for fun at first,” she said, clean surface does not decay. All
a system that does not tax the growing
“but afterward— t —”
crops of the'farmer, the gardener, or
cay is caused by germs, and 'the i germs
“Well?” demanded Bowman. “Why cannot multiply and work evil unless —er—love your daughter and want to thè fruit grower, and taxes the growing
did you do it afterward?”
crop of timber Over and over, and at a
of food are left on, under your family?-
“Because I—liked you,” she said particles
that will confiscate the entire crop
or between the teeth.. When i these young man, there’s not, an’, moreover, rate
in 30 to 35 years,;' When it taires from
after a »moment’s pause.—Chicago particles are so left they first become
there ain’t go in’ t’ be!—Chicago Daily 40 to 100 years to raise this .crop, is cer
softened by the saliva, and then afford News.
tainly open to valid objection. As a
lodgment for certain germs which ex
VIGILANTES IN PARIS.
Gracie—Oh, Mr. Nocoyne, how lovely substitute for our present system of
cite an acid fermentation. The acid of you to bring me ‘these beautiful taxing timber, based on valúes, I would
advocate a cutting tax to be paid when
Protect so formed attacks the„- enamel of the
roses! How- sweet' they are, and how the timber is cut; a portion Of this tax.
Themselves from the Apaches.
teeth, and this is finally perforated.
fresh! I -do believe there is a little
be set aside to bear the expense of
NEVER TOO BUSY. TO HELP YOU.
Parisians are taking the law into
Now the door is opened for the dew on them yet! Nocoÿne—W-well, to
reforestation by the state; and a por
.her bat was, on straight set’ him to
yes, there is; but I’ll pay it to-mor- tion to pay the expensé of protecting
our present foreSts from fire and dépré
wondering philosophically if a girl’s lums known as Apaches, who have ute opening in the enamel they find a row.—Tit-Bits.
hat could ever be, considered on been waxing more audacious and inso- sheltered spot where, they can increase,
wife ever have any. dation.
lent of late, a letter to the New York and 'by their action cause the destruc differences of opinion?” ” asked’ the im- ' I shall not attempt in this article to
enter into the details of such a scheme.
well- tion of\the vulnerable dentine. '
He felt no annoyance when she came Sun says. Posters signed by
pertinent acquaintance, “Only. once in I am told on good authority that rais
to him one day apparently in the deep
a while,” answered Mr. Meekton, ing; treefe by thè state or national gov
est despair because she couldn’t find placarded all about the city and its of the destructive acid may take place “when Henrietta changes her mind ernment pays in European countries. If
one of her hatpins, which was buried suburbs calling upon the people to join within a single day, if the toilet of about something and neglects to no- so*, why- pot hère on our wèstern coast,
the mouth is neglected.
where the conditions are almost ideal?
deep in the fluffy trimmings of her the League of Social Protection.
tify me.”—Washington Star.
Seeing how easy it is for this de
(Concluded next week.)
hat, but afterward it occurred to him
that life would be much simplified for lice body to protect members and their structive work to be started, one strap)—Now, Tommy, I suppose you
should make trips to the dentist very
them if girls didn’t wear such fantas property. The manifesto runs: •
regularly, that damage already done know why I am going to whip you,
Boil a sufficient quantity of egg&
fight fire and a society exists for the may be repaired, arid that the deposits
you are going to whip me because I hard; when cold, peal and dip first
About a week after this episode protection of animals. The time has which settle on the teeth in the form .am so small If I was as big as the into beaten raw egg, next into oil, and
Bowman was surprised one morning now come when honest people must of tartar may be cleaned away. This man next-door you wouldn’t dare lay roll them in salt and a small quantity
take action against the ruf- tartar does serious damage as long as
of cayenne. Make a little tray by
upon looking over toward the stenog unite and
terrorize the suburban dis- it is allowed to stay, and it cannot a finger on me. ,
twisting up the corners of half a sheet
raphers’ corner to discover that Miss
A New Yorker, dining a Philadel
be removed by any home treatment.—•
of oiled writing paper, place the eggs
Finley’s chair was vacant. He was tricts.
phia friend, desired to show him all in
“Organized and disciplined troops of Youth’s Companion.
it, put on a gridiron over' a clear
even more, surprised at the queer, honest citizens are to be formed in ev
the delicacies of the season. One dish fire and shake it about until the eggs
sinking sensation that took, possession
in particular the Philadelphian ex
A Way Out.
cf him when he realized that she was ery district where Apaches endanger Leading Man—Darling, since your claimed over in delight, “That is are quite hot. Meanwhile prepare
property. Reprisals will be
equal quantities of olive oil and chut
not there. His first impulse was to
rich aunt cut you off in her will if you made of snails,” said his New York
go over and . ask where she was, but exercised by the Social Protection marry an actor I will not be so selfish host. “Don’t you have snails in Phil- ney sauce around them, garnish with
a. sudden fit of shyness seized him and League, whose armed members will as to press you to keep our engage adelphia?” “Oh, yes,” responded the oarsley and serve.
he decided not to. This »made him seek out the Apaches and strike hard, ment.
Philadelphian; “but we can’t catch the
uncomfortable, for shyness and vacil taking the law into their own hands.”
Special precautions are now taken to
Society Bud—But, Harold dear, we pesky things!”—Lippincott’s Magazine.
lation were entirely new emotions to
eliminate, this source of injury, and the
can easily get over that. You know
him. He dragged down one of his
all the critics say that you are not an know what motive the deceased had disintegrating action of the tin salta
beloved ledgers and began writing in ing winter, when the dark days and actor.—Baltimore American.
in committing suicide?” “Yes, judge, upon the fibers also is reduced by a
it. Instead of figures, he seemed to vorable chances for carrying on
your honor,” said the witness pom subsequent chemical treatment of the
see a little pointed face in a mist of work wifhout being easily detected
How dull a “story” sounds after pously;, “Deceased told me his motive, yarn. So the weighted silks of to-day
you have heard it! Your actions áre sir.” The coroner, the court officers, are stronger than their predecessors of
At last he stuck his pen behind his the police.
that tiresome to those who’ have everybody, looked interested. “What a few years back.—Chicago Tribune.
Then, but Not Now,
ear and gave himself up deliberately
known you a long time.
was, then, deceased’s motive, witness?”
“Do you know Penrotte?”
to reflection. After some minutes of
“Yes; he became well acquainted
How a little girl loves to say to a said the coroner. “Why, your honor,
An old woman’s idea of a' proper
unproductive mental labor over the
he said he wanted to kill himself,” young man is one who finds *xis great*
problem in hand he turned to the head with me before his play became a suc little boy, “Oh, you are going to catch was the reply.— Troy News^,
est enjoyment in work.