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THE SUNDAY OBfeoONIAN, PORTLAND, APBIL 8, 1900..
Smart Tomiifster, IUi.
A. smart little boy who had tees to school
And m up to nil aorta of tricks
.Discovered that S when upside Join
"Would pass Tor tli figure 6.
Eo-when asked hla as by a apod old darae.
The comical youngster said,
Tn 8 -when I stud en mr feet ha this
But 8 when Z stand on ray bead."
BRAVE TED'S DARING ACT
Helped toy Bla Sister Janet, He Suc
cessfully Defends a ToU-Gautw
non aw Asalnsrt -Robbers.
Two bareheaded children, a boy of XZ
years and a girl of 8, stood In the middle
of a dusty toll-road, la Northern Califor
nia. It was In the forenoon, and they
were watching- the minora and great
freight teams pass through the toll-gate,
which wu kept by their father, on their
way to the gold fields. Their parents lived
In a small .white house, a few yards back
from, the road, and which had been built
by the toll company for the keeper of the
gate. The surrounding country presented
on aspect of wlldness. It being In the heart
of the Sierra Nevada Range. The foot
hllla were covered with old shafts, sunk
by wandering prospectors, and then aban
doned. Entirely covered by a rank growth of-j
thick vegetation,, tne mourns or, tnese
shafts were so obscured as to make It
dangerous to ramble about among them.
But the spot was the favorite playground
of the children, and they had explored
every Inch of It, within a radius of sev
eral miles. They picked up many queer
pieces of pottery In their tours, and It
was the chance of finding these things
that lent the charm to their rambles. In
former times, the hills had been mined
for their hidden treasures by Chinamen,
and when they deserted the mines, all the
cooking utensils, consisting of oddly
shaped Jars. Jugs and mugs, were left
"China! China! Pigtail!"
Ted and Janet were indefatigable In
their search for these curiosities, and as
they stood in the road that morning; they
decided to go out on ono of their usual
searches. Just as they were about to
start, however, Janet's eyes spied the re
treating figures of several Chinamen, dis
appearing from sight down the road. Their
.long queues flapped behind them in the
wind, and. with a shout of glee. Janet took
after them, crjlng: "China! Cblnat Pig
tail! China. China, pigtail!"
But her amusement was short, for Ted.
who was older and knew better, went
straight home and told of her doings, and
when Janet came back In quest of Ted,
her mother put her to bed. making her
stay there until the next day.
At last, the tomorrow arrived, and Ja
net was up early, to resume the Interrupt
ed trip of yesterday. Besides the miners
and freighters going into the mines, some
of the worst characters In the state passed
and repassed on the road, in front of Ted
and Janet's home, and the children had
"been repeatedly warned against having
anything to do with them. It was with
the usual parting injunction from their
anxious mother, "Don't wander far away,
end have no conversation with any one
you meet." that the two children started
out that morning.
They soon reached a high bridge, span
ning a swift mountain stream, and climbed
down the bank to hunt for pretty stones
that showed plainly through the sparkling
water. Boih were searching, and talking
earnestly, at the same time, about their
future plans, and therefore they did not
Immediately notice two dark, forbidding
faces, h'gh up under the opposite side of
the bridge. Soon, however, Janet's atten
tion was attracted by scraps of conversa
tion, which came to her from that direc
tion. Planning Villainy.
As the men were conversing in low
tones, she did not hear distinctly, but she
caught a few of the low-spoken words.
such as "toll-gate," "money," "sick."
Turning in the direction of the sound, she
saw the faces under the bridge. They
were those of two hard. vlUalnoug-looklng
men. of a low-down "greaser" type, which
Infested California at that time, and
preyed upon the hard-working miners.
The evil appearance of the .Mexicans
struck terror Into the heart of Janet, and
she called to Tsd. saying: "Oh, Ted!
Look up there! Let's run home!"
Ted looked in the direction Indicated,
end when he beheld the men. ho was in
stantly mindful of hl3 mother's warning,
for the men. seeing that ho and Janet had
stopped their play, had arisen, and were
addressing the children, asking them what
they were doing, and where they lived.
Not wa'tlng to reply, Ted seized hlj
sister's hand, and dragged her. screaming,
up the steep bank. Then they both start
ed for home, as fast as they could run.
Bursting into the room where their moth
er was nursing her sick husband, the
breathless children be van, with excited
and almost unintelligible utterances, to
tell what they had seen and heard.
From what they said, the mother soon
surmised that a robbery of the toll-gate
was in contemplation. There was about
J30O of the company's money in the house
at the time, and her husband was weak
from a long attack of chills and fever;
but the frontlerswoman was no coward.
The nearest neighbor lived three miles
away; but she saw that she must go to
htm for assistance; so, leaving the medi
cine within her husband's reach, she
started on the three-mile walk to Mr.
Ted Left on Gnard.
Ieft alone with their sick and helpless
father, the children were nervous, but not
dismayed, as they felt they had to pro
tect their father until their mother should
return with help. Ted bad occasionally
been permitted to take out his father's
shotgun and hunt in the brush near the
house, and had become quite expert In
handling the weapon.
After the mother had been 'gone some
time, two dark forms appeared In the
brush at the rear of the house. These
were the two men whom the children
had seen that morning. They had seen
the woman leave the house, and had di
vined her purpose, and they knew thoy
must get the tollgate money before she
returned, if they were to get It at all.
They also knew that only the children
and the helpless father were in the house,
and they expected to have an easy time.
All they had to do, they thought, was to
walk up to the house, break open the door
and make the children give up the money.
But if they had seen the determined look
on Ted's face, when he barred the doors,
fastened all the windows and got his
father's shotgun down from the notch
on the wall, they probably would have
concluded that they would not have ouch
an easy time. Ted loaded both barrels
of the gun with a heavy charge of pow
der and buckshot, and leaned the piece
against the wall as he went to give hlj
father a drink of water.
"Now, let 'em come." said Ted to his
lster. "and we'll make it hot for 'em.
You go upstairs and look out of the Utile ,
opening at the end of tne nouso, ana see
If you can see anything."
The little girl crawled up the ladder and
looked out. At first she could discover
nothing, but finally she saw the forms of
two men coming stealthily toward the
house. She slipped back and whispered
to Ted, her eyes dilating with excitement,
Ted, although only a boy of IS years,
was a determined little fellow. He seized
the gun and went op the ladder and look
ed out, and he. 'too, saw the men ap
proaching. They made a circuit, and came
to the front of the house, where one
hacked up an ax. Ted then went down
(the ladder, and stood at the door, gun
i in hand. Presently he heard a knock at
I the door, followed by a threatening' de
mand for It to be opened.
Janet was ready to cry, but not so Tea.
He answered defiantly, and commanded
the thieves to leave, under penalty of be
ing- shot. They then commenced chopping
at the door on the outside. Tea aimea ax
the door and fired his gun. The report In
the house was terrific, and the men on
the outside ran for the brush.
All was silence for a short time. Ted
again -went upstairs and looked out. and
his heart almost froze within him, for the
robbers had crawled up to the rear of the
house, where there was a shed. In an-
"WHOSE OYSTER IS Tmst"
other Instant they were In the shed, and
Ted could not reach them with his gun.
It was now possible for them to cut a
way Into the house, without much trouble,
Ted went to the front door, which he
cautiously opened, and looked out- He
saw the ax the robbers had used, and
which they had droped as. they ran off.
If he could get that, ax the house and its
occupants would be safe, and he accord
ingly placed his sister at the door, while
he rushed out to get the Implement. Ho
had almost reached it, when the robbers
discovered htm. but he was too quick for
them, and seized the ax. Then he quick
ly, got back into the house, while his sis
ter closed and bolted the door. Just as
the Mexicans were about to catch him.
The baffled rascals 'retreated out of th
range of his gun. and went back Into the
shed. In the rear of the house.
Ted Traps 'Em.
Ted remembered that there was a lock
on the outside of this door, and he thought
that If he could slip out and shut and
fasten the door from the outside, he
would have the robbers sure. He told
his sister what he was gxlng to do, and
she was to let him out and then lock
the door, while he ran to fasten the door
of the shed. The scheme worked all right.
Trembling with excitement and gun In
hand. Ted slipped up to the door, which
he closed and fastened securely with an
iron bolt, on the outside.
.The burglars heard the door slam, and
they threw their weight against It, but all
too late. The brave little boy had them
fast. Then they stormed, raged and swore
at an awful rate, and threatened the chil
dren with death. Ted slipped back Into
the house. The shed had been used for
storage purposes, and had no opening Into
the house. The two children could hear
the furious men trying to get out, but
the storehouse was too strongly built for
The children waited a few minutes long
er, when their mother arrived, with Mr.
Hansen. With assistance, the Mexicans
were secured .and turned ovor to the au
thorities, when it was discovered that
they were escaped convicts.
The old tollhouse and toll road have long
since disappeared, but even today the
story is often told in that vicinity, how,
many years ago, brave Ted and little
Janet captured two desperate robbers.
The brother and sister live In Oregon
now, and they sometimes amuse their own
children with the story of their adventure,
AIJCB M. WELLS.
PIPPO, TAGS AND THE MOUSE.
Honsle Eats Canary's Breakfast and
Kittle Eats Him.
"Would you like a little true story about
my pet canary?" writes a child corre
spondent to the "Children's Corner" of
the New York Tribune, "Well," she con
tinues, "here It is":
The other morning mamma called to
me and said: "Now Jessie, you have not
given Plppo his breakfast, and you prom
ised to take good care 6f him." Plppo
LUNCH TIME IN
Mnmma Bear Hurry up, children; your
is the dearest yellow, downy ball of a
canary, with the brightest little black
eyes you ever saw, and he Is so wise you'd
Just love him.
"Oh. yes. mamma." I said. "I gave him a
nice cool drink and filled his seed cup to
the brim and then I picked from the gar
den some chlckweed. all wet with dew,
and a bright yellow dandelion, which
pleased him best of all." Then mamma
told me to go and look into his cage.
wh!"h I dM. .and. rn ioiich. bU d
cup was empty and tho floor of his-cats
was covered with chaff.
"Why. Plppo!" I cried. "youwreedy bird,
to eat your breakfast so fast; you will
make yourself sick!" But he only spread
his wings and hopped down from his
perch to kiss me through the bars of bis
cage. So I filled bis cup again.
Tags is my kitten. Just as black as a
coal and as soft as silk, and so cunning;
but ho would like very much 'to have
Plppo for bis dinner, so 1 hare to be
careful not to leave them together.
For many days I had to fill the seed' cup
twice. One morning I heard a funny little
cracking noise in the cage. I crept up
softly to see, and what do you think I
saw thereT Why. a tiny, little baby mouse,
not over two Inches long, sitting In the
seed cup and eating away for dear lite.
On the perch In front of him sat Plppo,
chirping softly to him all the while, and
never picking up a seed for himself. I
stole away gently and called to mamma
and the children, "Come quickly; Fre
found oat who gets Ptppo's breakfast!
But hush! don't make a noise!"'
The next morning we watched for the
little mouse again, and pretty soon we
saw him run up the lace curtain to the
top of the cage and then down the side
to the seed cup. After he had eaten
enough he ran around the cage a few
times and then nestled In the corner for
a nap. Plppo chirping all the time. This
he did every day. until he grew so big
and fat that ho could not get through the
bars of the cage. But at last the little
mouse came no more. Can you guess the
reason? Why, naughty Tags had eaten
TUG LITTLE WOUNDED SOLDIER.
"Ah. when I am a rain," he cried,
'Til rite & bis white horse;
ril be a soldier, like dear Did,
And head a conquering" force,
ril fight the Filipinos, like Dad
A gTeat btr sword ril ware.
For Cxigre gives that, you know, to Just
The bravest of the brave.
"Mae ears I am too little yet
To be as strong as Jack.
Or carry Nellie down the stairs.
Or jump like Freddie Mack.
.But Tm the family's soldier boyl
Dad said so. Ions- ago;
Twaa before I had that accident
That hurt my poor back so.
"Will Is to be a clergyman.
And Jack, a sailor lad.
But I'm to serve my country and
Will fight, like dear old Dad.
Dad says Vm quite a soldier, now
A wounded one, you know;
Ee says I'm brave as any man
In fighting pain my foe!
"But when I am grown op, and strong,
ril lead my men. like Dad;
ril shout to them. 'Boys, follow met
And oh. Jane! the pain's so had!
Please don't tell mother that I (aid
A roldler I si all be;
She doesn't aeem to like the thought
Sometimes a. tear I see.
"Eh 'nay. Tea. yes, dear, you shall be
A ldler when you're grown' ;
But then she sighs and looks so aadt
With something like a frown.
A strange look comes on her dear face
Jane, promise you won't tell.
For I must be a roldler boy
Wrw Tm a man arid well."
Fattening: the 'Moon.
"Mamma," exclaimed a little
"they's a new moon."
"Yes. so there Is. my darling."
"They's a new moon mos" ev'ry month.
Isn't there, mamma?"
"Well, mamma, we're does Bod dlt all
his new moons from?"
"Ob. it's the same moon all the time,
Florence, dear. They Just call it a .new
moon because It grows dark once a month
and then begins to shino again."
"It bedlns Jes' a little bit o' thin moon
doesn't It, mamma?"
"An' 'en it dits roun' an fat like a
orange, doesn't It?"
"Well, mamma, Dod mus" feed his moon
sumfln' more 'an sunshine dinners to get
'em so fat." Detroit Free Press.
Gold for Everybody.
How many little boys and girls, asks
the New York Herald, know that there is
gold all around them? Rare as It appears
to be to those who seek for it, nevertheless
It Is one of the commonest of metals. It
Indian meal la rettlne cold.
exists In an amount which the skilled
caemlst can trace In nearly all the olcfer
rocks and In the .cower layers which are
derived from them. Indeed, it Is most
likely that If you could possess all of this
metal which lies In the earth within the
distance of a mile from where you stand,
you would have a larger store than ha
ever blessed a miner as the reward of a
The distribution Is yet wider, for It ex
tends to the sea, tho waters of which cou-
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tain ami whirs a uniformly small tract
of the gold, amounting, it Is true, to but
a few cents In a ton of the fluid, but
enough to warrant the assertion that the
oceans hold more of this precious metal,
as welt as of its companion, stiver, than
win ever be touched by the band of
BELLE OF THH SHOW.
Uttsa Kapwuokwu, Indian salin,
Won Hew York Heart.
Kapwanokwas was the belle of the Sport
men's Show at Madison Square Garden,
In New York, a fortnight or so ago. She
la a little 10-year-old. black eyed maiden
from the Canadian forests. 10 miles south
Preparing for Easter.
Y Katowra Father tlmlatetk Ksra
Prodnotlom. Boy Gracious! The old man's coats! Guess
rd batter cover up these eggs! . "
Dad What are you doln. here, boy?
Bjoy BahearauV my piece far the Easter
Dad Ah. indeed! But I haven't been able to
find a single hen's egg ror three weeks. Now
I want you to hunt me up a Dice's ben's neat
full of fresh eggs. .
Boy But I don't believe ouch!
Dad Never-mind! Oet a bustla on jest as I
Dad-There! Now. boy. K tins be a lessen
to you never to give up huntlaf till ye find
what yer lookln' fer!
of Montreal. She Is an 'Indian girl from
the Indian village of Cayocoga. Her
father Is WIshe. a guide and hunter, her
mother Kanaklas. When Kanakias was
very young she was known as the belle
of the Iroquois. And she was not more
beautiful, nor vivacious, nor graceful, ac
cording to Iroquois standards, than her
little daughter, who was the belle of the
Kapwonokwos was conceded to be the
greatest attraction of the show. Visitors
left off looking at the cariboo and the
wolf, the panther and the Jackrabblts to
stare at her. The gorgeousness of the
Navajo blankets paled before her native
costume of blue and red and yellow cloth,
ber coquettish headdress of -feathers, .her
wealth of beads, the savage darkness of
her eyes and the coy sweetnessj of her
smile, that might have been, learned in a
Kapwanokwas came forth from he small
white tepee in the Indian village, and
danced and sang and coquetted with the
crowd. It was a weird dases, to a. queer
time, measured by her fst.her's clapping.
There was no music, except a queer,
crooning, half-melody by the father, and
when the dance had reached its crescendo,
some odd little .corresponding shrieks by
Kapwanokwas went to -school three
months once, to a missionary-. She hated
books as much as she loved this woods, and
I w r"V
the medicine man said the queer charac
ters on their pages put .the devil of dis
ease In her eyes, so she left the school and
traveled with her father, the guide and
hunter of moose.
The adult Indian may be stoical. Tho
Indian child Is not. Kapwanokwas cried
as heartily as any white child, when the
hansom cab driver tried to close the doors
upon her plump, brown wrist, and
screamed as lustily when he slammed the
window down upon her nose.
SIGHT TO FTiaSH.
XoKtBler' Kills CleVelatnd,,Bt.Taey
Two ostriches at the City Park, In
Trenton, N. J., one named McKlnley and
tho other named Cleveland, had a battle
the other day. and Cleveland was lolled.
The fight started over a contest for food,
and lasted a half-hour. The dead bird
was valued at 16000. McKlnley Is so dan
gerous now that no one dares approach
him. The parkkeeper says that the bird
makes a rush toward him whenever ho
enters the Inclosure.
McKlnley and Cleveland were strong and
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T my youngest daughter Macduff."
"Because I wast ber to lay on."
active, and either of them, the park at
tendants say, could kick a cow over. There
was bad blood between them from the day
that they came to the park, and they were
kept in separate apartments, nearly all the
time. Recently they were turned loose
In a field, and one of the park guards was
told to keep an- eye on them. They
seemed to have made up. but soon they
started toward each otner like locomo
tives in- a head-on collision. Cleveland
struck McKlnley a powerful blow with his
leg. that knocked the latter on his bock,
but he was up in an instant. After cir
cling around two or three times, Cleve
land made a second attack that knocked
McKlnley up against a fence.
The birds hammered each other regard
less of all rules of prizerlng, and finally
Cleveland received a kick In the chest
that laid him low. He fell In a heap,
and McKlnley was on top of him in the
twinkling, of an eye and stamped him
to death. The victorious ostrich then had
a dance about bis dead victim. ' .
It visits us but once a week:
It cannot'eee. nor hear, nor speakl
It cannot sleep, nor eat. nor 4rlrJc; .
It cannot read, nor write, nor thlnkl
Itranaot walk, nor run. nor work; .
It's neither flesh, nor wood, nor cork:
'It has both form, and size, and weight.
It is quite large, and yet It's light,
la color, it's both white and black.
It wears no clothes upon its back.
It's worth its' weight In purest gold.
It's licbea never can be told.
It Is a storehouse and a mine.
Its virtues never cease to shine.
It cheers the heart and mind that" s sad.
It makes both young and old quite glad;
It is well known, aod baa great fame.
Now solve this riddle, tell my name.
Keep OS the Cat.
An Indiana family has a brownish-colored
cat that Is a perfect match for the
sitting-room carpet, says the Indianapolis
News. The cat Is a great favorite with
tho members of the family and Is there
fore allowed to spend much of its time
stretched out on the carpet, where it can
be seen only by a close observer.
So many visitors call and step on the
cat that one of the young women of the
household has worked a sign In worsted.
"DONT STEP ON THE CAT."
It has been hung In a conspicuous place
on the wall, and in the Spring the cat
will be dyed or a new carpet will be pur
chased. Flve-Year-OId Typesetter.
Beaver Springs Pa., claims the youngest
typesetter in an American newspaper of
fice. He Is Ammon Monroe Aurand, Jr..
not yet five years of age. son of the pub
lisher of the Beaver Springs Herald. His
fifth birthday comes in April.
The little fellow learned to set type bo
fore he knew the olphaoet. In fact. It
was by handling the metal that he began
to distinguish the letters. Now he can do
a good turn with the printer's stick, and
occasionally sets up stories for his fath
er's paper. Sometimes, to vary his work
It Is play to him he runs off cards, cir
culars and envelopes on the Job press.
He'd Care for Mother.
Johnnie's father was leaving heme on
business. Just before starting, he sold to
the child: "Johnnie, while I'm away, I
want you to take great care of mother:
I leave her in your charge." That night,
when Johnnie knelt at his mother's'knee,
saying his evening prayer, he sold, as
"Please, Lord, bless grandmamma and
take care of her; bless father and take
care of him; but you needn't trouble about
mother, because I'm going to take care
of her." Philadelphia Inquirer.
ADVICE TO "WOMEN CYCLISTS.
Hew York Woman Physician Offers
k Useful Hints.
A New York woman physician, who has
paid considerable attention to cycling and
physical exercise, says:
"On the subject of proper dress, let me
warn Inexperienced riders that tight lac
ing is dangerous: that only the lightest
and easiest of clothms. should be worn;
that wool should always be worn next to
the skin, then a comfortable corset or
waist, a pair of alpaca, satin, satinet or
wash silk bloomers the exact color of the
skirt, which Is worn over them; a flannel
or cotton shirt waist, a plain low trimmed
hat and plain black stockings of thin
"See that you have the proper make of
saddle and one that is hyglenically cor
rect. Better Jet somebody Who knows
how set the saddle. This applies to the
handlebars, also, but you might rearrange
them afterward. If you find them uncom
fortable. Do not attempt to rival the
prowess of others who are in a better
physical condition than yourself. Make
your own pace, and make that pace a
comfortable Jog. if you would get the best
effects of cycling. Never try to tide up
too steep a hill. Adopt the ankle mo
tionit is the more graceful and bene
ficial, and it takes away tho heavy thrust
motion, which is responsible for a great
deal of strain.
"Delicate girls should never talk while
riding. It congests the head and takes
away 'a great deal of the good of the ex
ercise." CLEVER GERTIE COCHRAMB.
Wonderful Memory of as Little IUi
Gertie Cochrane is a little girl 9 years
cjd, who lives In Mount Vernon. EL She
has a wonderful memory, which has puz
zled all tho doctors who know her, for
they cannot understand how so young a
child can manage to keep so much
knowledge In her little brain.
Gertie began to talk when only ? months
old, and when 10 months old, coujd talk as
well as most children do when they ore
2 years of age. She remembered every
new word mentioned in her bearing, and
day by day gathered up the knowledge
which she now possesses.
She answers Instantly and from memory
thousands of difficult questions relating
to a great variety of subjects. She con
glvo tho population of all the large cities
of the world, dates of discoveries, inau
gurations, political history, dates of great
battles, with generals officiating and num
bers killed and wounded; national debits
of all notions, including the United
States, and con give its exact slzo every
year slnco the time of George Washing
ton. She states the financial history of
world's fairs. Including the great Chicago
World's Fair. She names the Presidents
and Vice-Presidents, giving them In order,
both backward and forward; the Kings
and Queens of foreign nations, capitals
of all states and nations of the earth,
and her knowledge of Bible history,
dates, events and the like is remarkablo.
In appearance, Gertie is of slender
form, and has oval features and auburn
hair that curls in a sunny mass over a
shapely head. Sho Is a thorough child,
lavishing a wealth of tender affection on
an ordinary doll, and she enters into the
pleasures of childhood with keen enjoy
ment. Royal Paatlustav
King Oscar of Sweden has had Ua life
Insured, tho premium being 37,000 kroner
(C0.3G0) per year. He was 71 years old on
January 21. The King tM retains his
love for tho ceo, to which he was ap
prenticed In his youth, and every August
he makes a long cruise along the bold and
romantic coast of his northern kingdom.
King Christian, of Denmark, loves to
-STew York Herald.
romp with his grandchildren, and he may
pony carriage, trusting himself to the
often be seen seated in a diminutive
care of a very youthful coachman, or he
sometimes acts as the willing horse of a
very young driver.
Helping- the Oat.
A little girl drew a dog and cat on her
slate and sold to her mother: "A cat
oughtn't to have but four legs, but I
drew her with six. so she could run away,
xrom-tna uog. grnuaaeipnia. inquirer.
XaryB Other Pat.
Mary had a little goat.
His head he carried low.
And. everywhere that Mary west
The goat was sure to go
He followed ber to school on da
Which made the teacher fret,
And so she tried to put him out S
They say ahe'a soaring yet.
3. E. Klser In Tlmeo-HeralX
Tltauxto Combat of the Great Thwndes
, Bird. With the Serpent of that
Xttfce-4t Results. t , jj
Ma-che-on-a-quet. or Passing Cloud, sat
In front of his wigwam, stolidly gazing at
the smoldering fire before him. It was
In the month of Apote-naplnkaso (tho
month of middle Summer), and the leaved
stirred restlessly on the slender poplars
that lined the shores of the beautiful
Thunder Lake. Ma-cho-on-a-quet sudden
ly moved his head, as If listening to the
approach of some person. "Ha-nam-o-kule,"
he muttered, and aa he uttered the
words, he threw tho red blanket aeide,
and. stopping out gazed long and Intently.
at the heavens.
As he stood there, his attention was
suddenly distracted by the soft grating
noise of a canoe pushing its nose deep
into the white sonda on tho beach. Tho
Indian, looking in the direction from,
which the sounds proceeded, saw tho
slight, agile form of an Indian boy beach
ing a light canoe far up- on the shore, with
a graceful sweep of his paddle. "Wau
poose" (Jack Rabbit), he said, as the
boy came toward him. bearing in one hand'
a line of Ne-ma-ko, or lake trout, "You
are home in time. The great Ha-nam-a-kule
is near, and you can even now hear
the distant roar of bis wings."
"Father," said tho boy, as he approach
ed, "tell ma why It la that tha lake la
But the Indian motioned: him to the
wigwam, and still stood gazing out upon
the waters of tha lake, now darkened by
black clouds, which cam hurrying froni
Ha-Kam-ev-Kule Fly Low.
It was not until tho first-drops of the ap
proaching storm had fallen on the bare
shoulders of tho Indian that ha walked
back to tho smoldering fire and entered1
the wigwam. Thsttormmcreasedlnfury.
and In a. short time, amid the noise of
heavy falling timbers, crashes of thunder
and vivid flashes cleamed the lake .?
its very own. ,
"Ilo-nam-a-knlo flies. low tcmlsht.' said
the old man, and then, after a pavce, he
continued, as If in-answer to the question
put to him by bis son: "It was many,
many winters ago, even In the time ot
Man-a-poso (tho first Indian), and soon
after the great council was held, that Ne-k, -s. I
kan-neese (Aneaa or tnem. ail) was caiapea
here at the lake, even as we are camped
now. As ho was lying by his fire, he heard
the thunder and ha knew that Ha-nam-a-kule.
oca of tho great thunder birds, wad
flying above the clouds. Then the thunder
grew louder and louder and was more aw
ful to hear than any other noise, and Ne-kan-neeso
looked out from his wigwam.
And as he looked, the lightning flashed so
brightly that ha could sea across the
lake better than at noon of tho brightest
day, and tho light did not disappear. Then
Ne-kan-neese knew that Ha-nam-a-kuls
had come below tho--clouds, for the light
ning Is mada whea-tha reat bird, winks
Out from-hls wlKwaia.steypea'Ne-kaj-
neeso, and as ho did so, he saw the great
Ha-nam-a-kuie, and tho roar made by hla
wings shook tho whole earth, so that tha
trees of tha forest fell by -hundredfl. Andi
the great bird, keeping his eyee ooen.
made the lightning cont!nuoush&and ha
waited and watched.
"Closer and closer came Hanatn-otmla
until he suddenly swooped down upon
the lake. Then It was that Ne-kao-neeso
saw a huge. -amako-across the lake, greater
than any serpent he had ever seen. and.
when Ha-namro-kulo tiled tr take It In
its talons, the eerpent wound Its body
about the great bird and an awful strug
gle louowea, snesing tne earm so that tho
rocks fell apart and tho water in tha
lake grew whlto with tho lashing. Finally
the serpent broke ono of the great thun
der bird's wings, and, drawing hh down
beneath tho lake, drowned too thunder
"And that Is -wh3rttlaV continued -Ma-che-on-a-ouet,
after e, ponce, "that even
now when you coll out on tho waters of
tho lake the rocks- will talk back to you,
and if you maka a great noise the spirit,
ot the great Ha-nam-a-knlo win thunder;
back, and If you will listen to the flap
ping of the wings of the Ho-mun-o-kulo,
that flies above us now, you will hear that
spirit of the other thunder bird call back I
to him from all tha rocks on the shore.-
"As la well known to all those who have,
visited Thunder Lake, which lies to thoj
north of the Menominee reservation In'
Northern Wisconsin," "says Alan G. Rog
era. in the Philadelphia Inquirer, in tho
relation of tho foregoing Indian legend,
"the slightest noise made on tha waters
will be repeated and reverberated from,!
the rocks lining the shore. During a'
storm these echo-holding rocks seemtol
throw back tha peals of thunder to heaven
until It Is easy to bellevo that these awful
rumblings are truly tho matterings oti
some great Ha-nom-a-kulo, or thunder!
bird, even so the tradition explains."
TURTLES STEAL CHICSEMB,
Martin TJlrlah, owner of do Brlggs
farm, near Tullytown. Pa, had been los
ing some of his choice breed ot chickens,
says tho Philadelphia Inquirer. Their
continued disappearanco resulted in an In
vestigation recently, and It was learned
that tho fowl were lost at a creek flowing
through the form west of tho homestead.
One of the farm hands was delegated to
keep a lookout when the chickens went to
tho creek to drink. There was a commo
tion among them soon after they had
reached tho stream, and tho man was sur
prised to seo one of the slickest of them
disappear beneath tho water after a des
The circumstance suggested that an ani
mal of soma sort must be the thief, and
the man decided to conceal himself behind
a clump of bushes and await further de
velopments. In a short time a bis snapper
bobbed up and made a quick effort to
seize a chicken standing on the ground.
But the chicken was too speedy tor hint
and made its escape. Close by the chicken
a duck was swimming, and before the
farmhand realized what sort pf an animal
the thief was. the duck was dragged un
der the water. At first It was thought
that only one snapper made his home
there, but a partial dredging at the creek
yielded eight of them, several ofwhloh.
weighed neartjfrlgppunfltt.each. ' ' '
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