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THE SteDAY OBEGONIAN, PORTLAND, JUNE 17, 1900.
YAKIMA WAR EXPERIENCES
MUSTERIXG TO FIGHT TXDIAXS IX
TEE FIFTIES.
Pertlsad'a Preparations to Aid la the
Struggle, s Related by One
Who Wsa Present.
Being employed near Portland In the
Autumn of 1B55, -when the sews came to
Portland of the murder of Indian Agent
Bolan, and, following it, of the defeat of
Major Haller. I shared the excitement
that the news created. A meeting was
called of the people of Portland, and vi
cinity, for the purpose of adopting meas
ures of safety. I attended, in company
with Lemuel Hendrickson, a pioneer of
1S52, who, at that time, owned Swan Is
land, a mile or so below Portland, and
which he afterward sold to Bacon & Sher
lock, of Portland. The meeting was held
in a large frame building on the levee,
corner of Front and Stark streets, owned
then by Benjamin Stark, and it was nu
merously attended. One of the principal
speakers was T. J. Dryer, the founder
and then the editor of The Oregonian.
In his peroration, after telling of the
reported killing of Bolan, and of Halter's
defeat, Mr. Dryer exclaimed: "If this
should be true! If this should be true!
What should we do?"
Some of us spoke up: "We should or
ganize a company and go to their relief."
Then he turned upon us and thundered
out: "No; we should fortify Portland."
But, after thoroughly canvassing the
matter, it was agreed not to fortify at
that time; but that instead, a company
.should be raised and armed, to act as
circumstances might require. A day or
two later, the Governor's call for volun
teers was received, and I went up to'
Portland, with others, and enlisted.
We beld the meeting to organize the
company in a long, low building, in the
lower part of town, which belonged to
Shubrick Norrls. Mr. Norrls joined the
company, and was a candidate for cap
tain, but we elected Alfred "V. Wilson.
Mr. Wilson had commanded a company
In the Mexican War, and we thought he
would understand the business better than
a man that had had no military experi
ence. Our choice proved to be very satis
factory: for, although Captain Wilson was
over 50 years of age, at that time, he was
able to stand about as much fatigue as
most of the men. There was no batter nor
more brave or efficient officer in the com
mand than be.
Other Officers.
Our choice for First Lieutenant was
Benjamin M. Harding. Ho was an old
plainsman, a whole-souled, genial sort of
man one to become, as he did before
long, the favorite officer of the company
with most of the men. Charles B. Pillow
was chosen Second Lieutenant. He was
a Portland jeweler, and, being a city man,
he felt himself a little above the ordinary
country bumpkin. But he made a good
officer, with plenty of courage, when
such a quality was necessary.
The choice for First Sergeant fell upon
John L. Perkins. The writer was a can
didate lor this position, having had ex
perience In several military organizations,
and having been in the Indian war in
California in 1SSL But the idea seemed
to prevail among the men that we should
have tall men for officers, and I having
stopped growing when about Ave inches
short of the required stature, "Jack"
Perkins was made Sergeant and he
made a good one, too.
For Second Sergeant, William S. Farrar
was elected, but Governor Curry appoint
ed him Adjutant of the regiment, and so
we elected Plympton Kelly to All his
place a fitting choice, for Kelly was one
of the steady, moral members of the com
pany and did much to restrain the evil
tendencies of many of the men. He was
assisted by Fourth Sergeant A. 3. Rob
erts, who was a religious man. There
was aLo Private James J. Deardoff, who
helped Sergeants Kelly and Roberts to
keep the company straight morally, not
that we were very bad, but we were Just
like any ordinary lot of fellows, thrown
together promiscuously.
The Third Sergeant was Samuel Grin
stead, and the Corporals elected were:
Shubrick Norrls, first; Jesse T. Bowls,
second: John Fell. CTilrd; and Franklin,
Story, fourth. TJnubrlck Norrls was after
ward appointed Commissary o? the regi
ment, and I think Allen Brclsford was
chosen to fill his place. Franklin Story
was subsequently, if I am not mistaken,
appointed to a position in one of the. de
partments by Governor "Curry, and a
young man by the name of Eonest, from
Vancouver, succeeded him as Fourth Cor
poral. CroRN the River.
After our onranlzat'on was completed,
-we were marched up to the ferry landing
and crossed over the Willamette River,
encamped on the flat near the river above
the ferry, opposite the city. We were
ferried over on a flatboat, propelled by
men with oars, that being the only means
of crossing the Willamette at the time;
a year or so later a boat was put on
which wa run by horsepower.
There were then no houses along the
east side, from James Stephens place
some distance above the ferry down to
the hill where a man by the name of
Wheeler lived, with the exception of Mr.
Frush's residence, at the ferry landing,
and a log cabin, a little farther back, oc
cupied by John Caruthers, who was then
In litigation with Frush and Stephens, the
owners of the ferry, over the possession
of the land and ferry franchise.
About the time we -were encamped there
a decision of court had been rendered
against Caruthers, and a writ of eviction
Issued. The Sheriff 1 think it was J. H.
McMlllcn tried to execute the writ, but
Caruthers was not at home. His wife
was. however, and she met the Sheriff
at the door with a double-barreled shot
.gun. and from behind a barricade of bar
rels and boxes defied him to attempt to
enter the house. As the woman weighed
about 250 pounds and the Sheriff hadn't
lost any house, anyway, he concluded that
discretion was the better part of valor,
and left her alone in her glory. I never
v heard how the matter turned out.
While we were encamped across the
river, we were presented, by the patriotic
ladies of Portland, -with a beautiful silk
flag, about six feet long by three feet
wide, and with a nice flagstaff. The May
or, Mr. Failing, came over with the party
to make the presentation. Editor Dryer,
of The Oregonian, being of the number.
The Mayor, in a short, graceful speech.
presented the flag to the company, and
our Captain replied, thanking the ladles
for their gift. Many a time during the
hard Winter In Walla Walla that fol
lowed, when sunk In despondency, illy
clothed and half starved, we looked up
and saw that flag floating over us, we
would take renewed hope, and resolve that
we. the members of Company A, would
see the war out to the end.
Mastered In.
About the third day. Governor Curry
and his Adjutant came over and mustered
us into the service of the state. The
company was mustered In as Company
A, and was the first company of tha
regiment. We were frequently drilled on
the flat opposite the city, and crowds of
people, especially young persons, would
line the bank of the river to watch us.
Our evolutions were, no doubt, more or
3 less comical; at any rate, they were
amusing to the children who saw us.
Soon we were taken on board the steam
boat Fashion to "Vancouver, to be armed
and equipped.
We arrived 4 Vancouver late la the
afternoon, and camped on shore, near
the boat landing, and after a late supper
quite a number of us concluded to spread
our beds on the decks of the steamboat,
as the mosquitoes were troub.esome on
shore. Some spread their blankets on
the lower deck and some on the upper
deck. Late at night some of the boy3
who did not have very clear notions of
military discipline, and who had been
doing the town, came on to the boat, in
a hilarious condition. One fellow imag
ined he was a preacher, and he would
preach awhile and then bo -would pray.
There was a big fellow on the upper
deck by the name of John To'e. and who
had a tremendous, coarse voice. Just as
soon as the preacher stopped preaching
and went to praying, Tole would halloo,
in a voice like a fog born, "Amen!" which
would so surprise the preacher that ho
would stop for a few minutes.
In a short time, he would recommence
and go over his sermon, and when he
got to praying, Tole would come in. again
with that fog horn "Amen!" The preach
er would stop again and listen. He was
too much befuddled by the Vancouver
"bug-Juice" he had imbibed to realize
that there was any one on the upper
deck, and, being a little superstitious, he
did not know but that the "amens" he
heard might be supernatural. That was
what made it all so funny to the rest
of us.
Got But Little Sleep.
We got little rest that night, but we
fared better than our comrades on shore,
for they had camped on a little flat by
the side of a slough, and the mosquitoes
PRIZE-WINNING
SUBMITTED IX COMPETITIOX BY MR. EDGAR FELLOES.
very nearly ate them up. Some of their
faces in the morning looked as if their
possessors had the measles.
After a hurried breakfast, our steam
boat was run on up the river to a point
opposite the United States arsenal, which
stood about 200 yards from the river.
There being no wharf, the boat was
laid off in deep water and planks were
run asnore, by which the arms, etc., were
to be taken aboard. Governor Curry had
already made a requisition for them, so
wo had nothing to do but to go up to the
arsenal and receive them from a Govern
ment Sergeant, and carry them on board.
The guns were smooth-bore muskets, "with
bayonets and cartridge boxes. The lat
ter were about six inches square by two
inches thick, and held 50 cartridges. They
were swung by a leather strap from the
left shoulder to the right side, and were
kept in place by a leather belt around the
waist, to which was attached the cap
box, on the left side, holding CO caps.
When a soldier was ordered to load, he
took the muzzle of his musket In his
left hand, and with his right hand took
a cartridge out of the box, bit off the
twisted paper at the powder end, placed
tho cartridge, bitten end downward, 'in
the muzzle of his musket, and then, with
an iron ramrod, pushed the charge down.
With his left hand he then took out a
cap, and, laying the gun on his left arm,
muzzle inclining down, he placed the cap
on the nipple tube. Then, with his right
hand, he grasped tho gun above .the lock;
brought it up against his right side, with
the butt on the ground, and was at "Or
der arms." ready to obey a command to
Are or march, as needed.
I merely mention these things to show
the young soldiers of today how much
simpler, and how much less trouble, the
present manual of arms is than "it. was
in those days. " . J.'W. TATE. .
THE OLD HUSBAXD.
Slowly ho totter down tho path
To tho trees where the HUcsblqpm. .
And ho watches a Brim procession - 4
Through tho evening- twilight's gloom.
In ono palsied hand, which trembles.
Ho holds a coffln rest.
The other, in vain endeavor.
Is clutching his aching breast.
i
Old and stooped and gray and feeble
Nobody thinks of him.
Tor his mind Is gpowint weaker
And his eyes are bleared and dim.
But tho heart that loves grows richer
"With age. like seasoned wine.
And still beats, fresh and loving,
Neath tho calloused feet of Timo.
The crowd of friends departed
To escort the peaceful dead
To the triumphant final
Of the life which she hod led.
With a tender hand he places
Her coffln's last support
Against a tall white pillar
That guards tho open court.
With a sob for the past that's burled.
He turns to his wifeless door
And tenderly lifts from the pathway
The flowers that had fallen o'er.
He takes out a well-worn wallet
And. trembling, puts them there
By the side of his youth's fond memories,
With & lock of soft brown hair.
He scans the seat in the arbor.
"Where they'd planned for future years,
Though he sees at best but dimly.
For his eyes are filled with tears.
V Ms poor old lips aqulver.
He patiently bows his head;
But there's no one there to comfort him.
For the wife of his youth Is dead.
Pearl Luckey.
Pendleton. Or.. June 12. 1900.
TalclBfC Xo Chances.
She Do you believe a man can really
love?
He Of course. I know he can, because
I
She Oh, Harold! And to think I never
guessed it. Papa's office hours are from
to 4. Chicago Times-Herald.
SUCCESS IN PORTRAITURE
EDGAR. FELLOES' EXPERIENCES
IX PHOTOGRAPHY.
Gives Vsrtaahle Tips to Amateurs la
the Art "Which He Em Dohc
So MKch to I Bap rove.
"Oh, dear, no; not in the least," said
Edgar Felloes, photographer, whoso wprk
has been attracting the attention of broth
er photographers throughout the country,
when asked as to the secret of his. suc
cess in portraiture. "I have no secrets
concerning my work. You wish for an
account of my hobby, and I must not be
technical. Very well.
"You have heard the old saying, 'He
lies like truth.' Now, had that.man turned
pnotographer, he would have been a
great one. This, to my mind, Is the very
essence of successful photography.' 1 will
explain: Of course, every one, knows
that ai photographic lenses will-distort;
it is by taking, advantage -of this fact
that the features of sitters roay be
changed. It the 'operator thoroughly
understands his work, these modifications
are most valuable.
"Once there came to me a man with a
PHOTOGRAPH.
fine head, but, alas! his nose was insig
nificant This is how I dodged the dif
ficulty. By posing the face squarely and
dropping the chin a trifle, the camera
was pushed as near to that little nose as
I dared to get. The lense got in its work
beautifully, and the nose was suitably en
larged; in fact, it was elevated from the
position of a side issue to a prominent
feature, as it sbould be, and as nature
might have arranged' It, had she not tired
of her task. I got $100 for that picture.
"back East.' If I had remained, say 10
feet, further away from the point of that
nose, I might not hove made 'two-bits.'
The little trick did not destroy the like
ness, and I mention It now as an exempli
fication of the saying lying like truth.'
. Cnjollnjc Nature.
"Let me explain to you another method
whereby nature may bo cajoled. Sup
pose we call it equivocation For ex
ample." the photographer has. a visit from
a youth with large and far-reaching ears;
they stick out, with cruel persistency, from
each side of his head. There are only
two positions in which this subject may
be handled the profile and the three
quarter view. The full face? Oh. rever;
that would be wicked, for it invites those
ears to flap at the world. Then there
are other points to be attended to the
shortening of the upper or lower half of
the ear; but this is betting Into niceties,
which would hardly interest the general
reader.
"Retrousse noses? Ah, yes, that's an
other point I can say a word on. A
retrousse nose gives, at times, a decidedly
piquant expression to -Che face. Some
times I take such people in profile, to
make the most of it With young ladies,
a charming picture may be made this way.
But please write that but in canKals If
this retrousse nose Is In partnership with
a square-cut jaw. then, oh, my!
"The profile is difficult, if not out of
the question, with subjects of this pattern;
the three-quarter, or full face views are
the best I will show you how a retrousse
nose may be changed with vaseline. No?
Please don't laugh. I really mean It.
This is bow a three-quarter view may be
handled:
"When the position Is decided on and
the lighting is right, with' a smile and
an 'excuse me,' you. touch thcV offending
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hollow with the smallest flick of vaseline,
at the same time pretending to brush
away a straggling hair that i3 not there.
The proposition is simply this: By mak
ing the Indentations on the nose shine
a trifle, it catches the light. The subject
is quite unaware of the trick; in fact, it
is absolutely necessary to keep your model
in ignorance, or a feeling of discomfiture
is sure to make itself manifest.
"Allow me to say a word about 'make
ups.' I am fully aware, from experience,
that nome 'adles disapprove of It in any
form. This is a pity. Its great merit lies
in the fact that certain features can be
neatly modified, or accentuated, and de
tection be rendered impossible in the fin
ished picture. Here the advice of the
photographer may be useful.
"Very thin lips are easily improved
with color; run the color above them, if
the upper Up is being changed, accentu
ating the dip in the center. The tint
that is carried above-the Jlp proper should
be darker than"the.ip$itself, the treason
being that one "is painting upon white
skin, and a close match of color is neces
sary. The Eyebrovrs.
"Then there are the eyebrows. Few
would think of painting one eyebrow
darker than the other, but that is a good
wrinkle. -The eyebrow on the light side
of the face should be darker than that on
the shaded side. Look over a batch of
photographs, and see-for yourself if you
don't find, half of the eyebrows faulty,
on the light side; in nature they, are
about equal. Eyelashes, in certain posi
tions of the head, can be apparently
lengthened.
"Yes, it is uijusual to make up to the
extent I have outlined, but; what do you
see as a result? And -what an amount of
retouching of negatives is avoldedl Peo
ple have grown used to this sort of thing,
and do not notice, perhaps, how their
portraits are worked all over, and often
smoothed out till the sex only,, of the
person is apparent. The retoucher's mod
eling is a very poor exchange for .what
nature hap done. I am decidedly in favor
of make-up when necessary, and no re
touching ,at alL"
Edgar Felloes has for the past ten
years been connected with the art depart
ment of The Oregonian. Ho is also a con
tributor to the Photographic Times, of
New York, and will soon contribute to
the Photo" Era, "of Boston. He was award
ed a hanasoraesllver medal by the Photo
graphic Times for the best picture of
Frederick' Warde, the actor. His special
ty is entirely along the line of portraiture.
As an evidence of the uncertainty of
competlni; in exhibits, Mr. Felloes sent a
collection to London, England, where
he has previously won prizes, but received
nothing therefrom. He took thV same
pictures EJid divided them, sending some
to Boston and the remainder to New
York. In Now York he won first prize,
and In Bonton the first prize and the grand
prize as veil. The latter was a magnifi
cent silver cupr valued at J100, awarded
Mr. Felloes last Fall, by the Youth's
Companion.
DAWSON DAILY NEWS.
Creditable Xevmpaper Enterprise la
the Yvlcon District.
The Dawson Dally News, of May 2,' is
an excellent evidence of newspaper en
terprise la the Yukon country. It is a
six-column quarto, and H. G. Steer, an
American journalist, well-known m the
Northwest, is editor. The- paper comports
with all the requirements in typographical
appearance. Upon the first page, in col
ors, appears the Union Jack of old Eng
land. The advertising patronage is lib
eral, and the paper itseX bears every evi
dence of the prosperity which it shows
has befallen the Klondike.
The Dawson Daily News states that, in
the Klondike and Indian River districts,
660 claims were operated during the Win
ter and Spring, giving employment to 52S0
miners. Over 150,000,000 pans of pay gravel
were produced, having on average value
for al the creeks of a tnfla oyer 10 cents
to the pan, giving a grand. aggregate pro
duction for the country of J18.653.270. From
all statistical Information obtainable, this
Is more than ?3,000,000 above the produc
tion for last year, and is the greatest in
the history of the Yukon.
Fistic bduts xe in vogue and favor at
Dawson, it would seem. A 10-round go
between two local sports is reported. Of
the one who was knocked out. the paper
frankly says that he admitted that he
was, in no sense, a match for the other
fellow, "when the seconds were attempt
ing to revive him, in order to Bend him
Into the ring again."
The loyal Britishers were celebrating
Queen Victoria's birthday the day this
copy of the News was printed. The paper
is filled with valuable statistical Informa
tion regarding winning properties, and
would do credit to a community where
the obstacles to newspaper publication
are much less than in the frozen north.
Pleanare of a. "Dry Smoke."
If you see a man with an unlighted cigar
between his lips, it is not because he is
looking for a light, but because he is in
dulging in the pleasure of a "dry smoke."
How there can be any enjoyment In this
to a smoker Is not readily apparent, but
the fact remains that there Is much sat
isfaction in the habit, and, besides, there
are no baneful effects.
For inveterate smokers the dry smoke
Is a good habit to cultivate. It enables
many slaves of the weed to decrease the
number of cigars actually smoked In a
day wlthqut causing niuch inconvenience.
IT MAKES A DIFFERENCE.
She Do yon Jndre people by he extent of their wardrobe?
He Yes, except in natters of a bathinff suit; then I reverse
Of -course an inveterate 6moker would fd
no pleasure in the habit at the start, but
perseverance is necessary, and after a
while he, will enjoy his dry smoke almost
as much as the real one. It is a good way
to begin ilf ydu desire to stop smoking,
advises tqe New York Herald. Try It and
Aaclent Xorvray Charches.
Some of" the wooden churches of Norway
are fully 790 years old, and are still In an
excellent state of preservation. Their tim-
bers have' successfully resisted the frosty
I and almost Arctic Winter because they
- have been repeatedly coated with tar.
YE AMERICAN YOUNG MAN
GERTRUDE ATHERTOX'S EULOGY
OX."YOUNG AMERICA."
Looks to the "Splendid Yoaag Men'
of Oar Universities to Gaard
the CoHHtrys Fntnre.
"I am going to write an article about
the American young man," writes Ger
trude Atherton, in a recent number of the
New York Journal. "I am sick and
tired," she continues; "of the American
girl, and: 'so, I should think, must every
body else be. Besides my mind la in such
a state of confusion about her that it is
on the verge of aberration. I seem to see
her gasping iier last for life under a moun
tain of generalities and platitudes, horri
fied in her composite self and praying
for a rest from silly pens that have noth
ing else to write about.
'Let the young man have his turn. Ho
has been ignored, in the most shameless
manner, and ihe is a. thousand times more
interesting, for on him depend tho next
great chapter in the United States; among
him ore future Presidents. Senators, Cab
inet Ministers, specialists. Generals; Ad
mirals,. Governors, college professors, co-
MEN IN THE
CORXELIUS X. BLISS,
Ionial dictators, athletes, editors, million
aires. Ambassadors, architects, sculptors,
Judges of the Supreme Court and: hus
bands. Why has ihe been Ignored ail these
years, while that National Bore, Tho
American Girl,' has lived under the mi
croscope? It certainly is time we turned
him inside out and reduced him to a
'type.'
"When I was a little girl I had an idea
that boys were a wretched lot. I was
a tom-boy, and consequently came In for
none of their gallantries of which I did
not suspect the existence but I often
wanted to fight them, and they usually
Jeered me for being a girl and not worth
fighting. There was one youth whom my
nurse dubbed 'Young America,' and for a
good many years I judged my countrymen
'by him, and sought for Ideals In story
books. He was a puny-looking thine but
a great bully, and as he was too weak
to win the respect of the "bigger boys, I
was his especial butt He was a rich
man's son and badly spoiled, and as his
sister was my friend he used to come
often to my house.
Soared Her Ideals.
"He annoyed me in every way that hu
man ingenuity could devise, and I sincere
ly hope that be now has a wife who
beats him. He soured, all my Ideals, and it
was a long while before I realized that
he was not the pattern upon which the
brains and brawn of this country wore
fashioned. Doubtless there are m.inv ilk
him, and therefore he is worth mention- i
ins; but he is not the type that has spread
over the country today.
"It certainly is our great universities
that areresponslble for the magnificently
set-up, spirited and clean-minded looking
young men whom one meets at every turn.
and who win sincere'and spontaneous ad-
the method.
miration abroad. I think my attention
was first attracted to them ln 1S9S, at the
Henley regatta, when Yale made such a
gallant effort and won the sympathy of
sport-loving England m her defeat.
Everybody was talking of these splendid
young men, and the newspapers could not
say enough in their praise. Several went
so far as to say that if they would prac
tice the English long stroke, and all the
rest of it, there wasn't a crew ln Eng
land that could nold Its own against them.
"I was on an American houseboat, and
was so excited when they pulled by that
I couldn't open my mouth, although even
the women were cheering. I met several
of them afterward, and .they looked so
clean and fine and strong, and accepted
tbeir defeat so pleasantly and the atten
tions showered .upon them so simply that
I began to speculate at once about the
future of the United States, and became a
hopeless optimist. ,
"Since then I have met and talked with
many of these young men, and the better
I know them, the more I wonder whero
the 'corrupt politicians come from. Not
from this class, and. as the latter is im
mense in its numbers, I wonder that the
politicians exist at alL Certainly they
will cease to be when these young men
take hold, and there is not one of the lat
ter, I would stake what I have learned of
human nature, who could be corrupted
or even tempted.
Xot Dead Yet.
"Roosevelt's defection b&s been some
thing of a staggerer, but I console myself
with the reflection that Roosevelt Is not
dead yet, and he may be designing the
overthrow of the political machine for all
we know. Being a pioneer, be may have
decided that Jesuitism hut let this un
known quantity prepare his own surprises.
"The type of which I am writing is not
always clever, but he seldom is uninter
esting, and although my natural predilec
tion bas always been and always will be
for men of years and affairs, who have
forgotten more than any woman ever can
know, still I have often talked to the
least brilliant of these young men for
hours at a time with no sense of being
bored. Their outlook on life Is so uncom
plex and healthy and natural. They are
PUBLIC EYE.
EX-SECRETARY OF THE IXTERIOR.
so sane and free from fads and full of an
almost knightly devotion to their friends.
They are so capable and equal to any for
tune of war. How any body could have
supposed they would not fight well passes
my comprehension.
"I Imagined thousands of them respond
ing to the President's call as naturally as
a farmer's boy answers the dinner horn.
They are equally ready to flirt with a
pretty girl or to talk for hours upon the
hundred and one subjects that are making
the history of their time, to Ring rollick
ing college songs or work for months with
no thought of play. They are so seldom
silly or lacking in energy or unresource
ful that the exception dimply drops out
of the type and- doesn't count.
"Last Winter, at a Christmas party of
which I was a member, there were two
boys of 16 of whom I disdained to take
! notice at first, although one had a re-
markably clever face and the other had
downright beauty. But" I was asked to
show-them some attention, and I d'd. I
found that one had read and digested
more solid books than many men of 20.
wrote political articles for a first-rate
newspaper, and, although modest, almost
timid, entertained "hopes of being a great
man and a credit to the United States.
land of High Ideal.
"The other was not so ambltiousor de
veloped, but was full of natural Intelli
gence, a fine, high way of looking at
everything, without the least prigglshness.
hard student, and as modest as the
other. I should say that he might make
anything of himself that he chose, and
' ,. , , M y,nM . , ,. ,f ,
' that he would. choose to be flrst"rate ln
every respectM became more optimistic
! than ever, and immediately took the Po
lltlcal education of the second in hand. I
saw ln both future Senators after my
own heart.
"To look briefly at another phase: One
of tho phenomena of the United States
during these last few years of the 19th
century is the vast "number of important
positions filled by young men. They are
distinguishing themselves ln every walk of
life, in positions which a generation ago
were filled by men twice their age. What
the number of failures comes to I have no
means of knowing, but the number of suc
cesses Is enormous. In the high pressure
atmosphere of this country maturity
comes very quickly, but the astonishing
thing is that the maturity should be so
complete.
"This Is avowedly a eulogy on "Young
America,' nevertheless It is all true. And
it seems to me that It Is time to white
it"
"FRICCASEED NIGHTMARE.
Some Sensible Remarks Concerning:
Gorging: With Food.
"God has given us a capacity to enjoy
food." said Rev. Dr. Pierson, In a recent
address In Boston, "that is not the princi
pal object ln eating. One goes to a din
ner, and after eating all that he really
deslres and more than Is beneficial, thinks
he will add a little of the compounds they
call dessert the invention of the devil
and becomes uncomfortable and wretched.
Most of the desserts we have might be
called 'fricasseed nightmare or 'escal
loped Indigestion.' Eating becomes Idol
atry. If It becomes unfitting for higher
service. It is a crime to gcrge and be
uncomfortable, or to Induce a headache.
"I once attended a dinner at the invi
tation of a parishoner and was asked to
accompany a lady to the table, I did not
need to eat, but I offered to help ber to
whatever she desired, and she asked for
chicken salad. remarkingv'It always gives
me a wretched headachebut I am going
to nave some,' and I replied. Then you
may help yourself, for I will not."
Good Feature.
Mis3 Gush Do you like classical music,
Mr. Sourdropp?
Mr. Sourdropp Yes.
Mies Gush Oh, I am so glad. Do you not
find It great inspiration, sublime thougnt,
and true beauty?
Mr. Sourdropp Not exactly. I like it
because no blithering idiot can beat time
to it with his foot. Baltimoro American.
"SHORTY'S" IRON NERVE
PURE GRIT SAVES NEVADA. HORSK
THIEF FROM XOOSE
Rensea Admlratloa of His 3ase
nd Induces Them to Tlce the
Rope From His Xeelc i
"A man's nerve is a good thing to have
with him," said a mining expert who has
been ail over the West for the last
years, "especially when he is ln my busi
ness. Wlien T nn. - .. . i ,
" s i jruungsicr uu.es. m
the East I always avoided fighting with
w.C4 wjo ouupjy Decause I didn't like te
fight, and they used to lick me on all occa
sions, not so much because I could not
fight as becauso I would not; When I
came West, though, as a man, and got
Into the atmosphere of scraps, I found
that if a man didn't have his nerve wltb
him he never would amount to anything,
so I braced up and found I could hold my.
own about as well as the average, though
I kept out of trouble as far as I could.
"The nerviest chap I ever saw was a
horsethlef ln Nevada. It was 23 years ago
at Ploche, Nev., which is oft tho map now,
I guess, and the town was all torn up
over the loss of horses by the depredations
of thieves. Finally Mike Corey, a well
known Piochan, lost a fine bay mare, and
Mike thought enough of her to take active
measures to get her back if possible, and
punisa tne tnievest iie sent word out to
all the camps and settlements, and ln the
course of several davs he heard of tha
mare at Desert Spring, about 75 miles
away. A man had bought her over thera
from a party he did not know.
Ronnd-Up.
"Mike made all the Inquiries he could,
and at last we had a 'round-up that is,
we put guards over the town and called
on all the inhabitants for miles around to
come ln and be identified. Four hundred
and fifty men reported, and all were duly
accounted for but three. These threo
could not satisfactorily explain them
selves, and they were locked up till we
could have the Desert Spring man pass on
them. Ho came, and at once said that
they were the crowd who brought the
mare to Desert Spring. That was all the
twitlmnnr trp wnntpd n.nd after a trial
by a plckeu-up jury, the three horse-
thieves were condemned to be hanged
that same afternoon down at Big Tree,
four miles from town.
"A procession was formed, with the
three prisoners In a wagon having a high
seat for convenience at the hanging, and
we move off toward the scene of action
ln good order. Arriving there, one man
was sweated In the wagon and driven undep
the limb of the tree, with the rope dang
ling down from it. and when he was prop
.tr nr?liiet0ri for tho nnnllcatlon of tho
.rope, our leader took a blank book out of,
hla pocket and addressed- the prisoner.
"'What's your nars? srs- he. 1
don't mean the name you go by out here,
but your real name; the one they know
you by at home?'
"The prisoner gave his name as re
quested, and. It was not the same by,
which he was known In the West
Guarantee of Good Fnith.
" 'Now your address,' continued tha
leader, after writing down the name, 'so
we can notify your folks that you are
dead. Of course, we won't say that wo
hung you for horse-stealing, but will call
It accidental, or something like that, so
they will not feel so bad over your loss.
Anything else you want to say or worfl
you want to send will be'put down ln thla
book and your last wishes will be attend
ed to as far as possible. Now what have
you got to say?
"The man begged and pleaded to be leS
go, making all sorts of promises, the lead
er ln the meantime writing down all the
facts he wanted for his final report.
" 'Drive on, he said briefly to the man
at the lines, and the horsethlef was swung
from the wagon seat, and held up by tha
rope around his neck.
"Then the wagon was driven around,
and the second man was put In, and
when he was under the limb and the rope
fixed, the leader took out his book and
pencil and asked him the usual questions,
winding up with. 'Now what have you
got to say?
"He told such a pitiful story of wlfo
and children and temptation and bad com
pany that the crowd began to weaken.
The leader closed his notebook with a
snap. 'Drive on. he commanded, and
the next Instant the prisoner was swing
ing, and the wagon moved around for Itg
third and lat load.
"Short? s" Tnrn.
"This chap was an ugly, little sawed-ofC
cuss, with a. face like iron, and he had,
watched the entire proceedings without
turning a hair. He stepped to his place
and took his seat like a soldier facing a
fort, although hla arms anJ legs wero
tied, and h" ccjld rot move with much
grace. The leader, as w ell a3 the rest bf
us, was more or lees moved with admira
tion for his nerve, and when the old man
took out hL- notebook arid pencil he was
quite pleasant In his manner.
" 'Well. Shorty,' he said, addressing him
familiarly, 'what have jou got to say?'
" 'Drive on,' said the prloncr as calm
ly as If he had charge of the funeral, and
the effect was so startling that the wholo
crowd broke Into applause and asked foe
a stay of proceedings. It was a case o
good, hard nerve winning against big
odds, and the prisoner wa? told he might
have a chance for his life. He didn't
break down, then, either, but said ho
would do nothing nor eay nothing until
we had released him from the ropea
around hl3 arms and legs, and we soon
had him loose. Then he to'd U3 that If
we would let him have any old plug of a
horse and 10 hours start he wouldn't ask
any odds of anybody.
"He got the horse and he got the start,
and he got out of the country quick, and
we never heard of him again, but I have
always thought wo let the worst one of.
the gang get away, simply because we had
such a high regard for nerve." New
York Sun.
Men's View of Woman.
Man's view of woman (God's unanswered ques
tion) Depends upon his mood and his digestion.
Has he been loved too little or too much
He draws her picture with no flattering touchy
Has he dined well and smoked his favorltsr
brand? -
Ahl then ha is her servant to command
And she an angel straight from Paradise.
Tomorrow? Lo! she wears a devil's guise.
Because, today he oversmoked or drank.
Dear sirs, you have your varying selves tj ,
thank.
Not us to laud or curse for what we seem.
Methlnks your praise and blame are both tp
treme.
"Woman Is not a demon, or a saint
Divine she is, but with a mortal taint.
A creature formed by Nature to be htyaan
And mate with man, and. therefore, rade H
woman.
Unlike enough that he may seek foher.
And like enough to sometimes weekly err.
So human that she puts his heat on fire.
And so divine she bids his souXaflpire.
His puzzle punishment and'recompense,
With senses, sensibilities aid sense,.
(She set God wonderlnf'al His own rrest
sklll) W . V
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I Ella "Wheeler "WllcoIn New York Jouraaii ,
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