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Tea Utile cVrrrts etaadlnx In a 11ns:
A little girt picked one up, then there mn
nine.
Xtse Jtttlo clams stared oat too late;
Jl big wave swallowed one, then there were
etcht.
Sight Httto clams looking ttj to heeren;
Didst see & Mr foot, then there were seven.
Dern Utile chmi cuttms; trp tricks:
Mr. Lobster joined the game, then there were
stx.
Bfcc little eiusi eld to be alive;
Cs split his does a-laughlnc then there were
fire.
ytve ttttbe elua swratfclnr on the chore;
A fisherman took one for bsit, then there
four.
Teer little dams lookmr oat to eea;
hungry se& pill gobbled one, thea there
were three.
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Three Utile dams pnddltag esnoe;
One tumbled overboard, then there .were but
two.
Two little duns a-sleeplnr In the sun;
One sneaked and left the other, then there
w&a but one
One tittle clam, sitting on a stone;
He gsxe ft sigh and wiped his ere Tts sad
to be alone. New York Herald.
MIKE AND JACK RETURN
Bat Only After Ctrcuxazia'rliratln.g'
the Globe la Inventor Will'
"Wonderful Flying Machine.
There was something in the air above
Greenland which looked like a great bird
of unknown species, but, upon closer In
spection. It turned out to be what do you
think, .children? Naught else but Mike
and Jack, in their flying machine. Btlll,
you will say, I told you they bad started
homeward after their discovery of the
North Pole. You are right, but I also
said that they had become confused by
.the sameness of the Arctic regions and
had taken the opposite direction. The
fact that they were going the wrong
way Iff just beginning to dawn on them.
Let us hear what they are saying.
'This don't look like the way we came,
Mike. Are you sure you are going the
right direction?" asked Jack.
"I was just thinking something was
wrong about this place. It Jooks like
Greenland," answered Mike.
"What does Greenland look like?" re
turned Jack.
In the Encyclopedia Britannlea," Mike
answered, rolling out the long name, so
as to make Jack envious, "I read that
there are high, beetling cliffs, great
glaciers creeping down to the sea, and
deep Inlets, like Franz Josef Island."
This Information stunned Jack, and he
looked In some awe at Mike, wondering
when he had ever taken the time to learn
bo much. Then he took a careful survey
of the land below them.
Til bet you're right," he remarked;
"there's the cliffs and icebergs and other
things you read about."
"Well, shall we turn back, or go on?"
asked Mike.
"Oh, let's so on around the globe;
'cause we'll never get the chance again.
Ma'll lick me for goin' off anyhow, and
I might as well get all the fun I can
beforehand."
"Yes, we're likely to catch it; when we
get back; so let's enjoy ourselves now.
I'll put on more speed, so we can make
the trip Quicker."
Rapid Traveling:.
The machine responded Instantly to the
touch on the lever, and seemed to spring
forward. Really, it went so fast that In
a short while, Iceland, as well as Green
land, had been passed and left far be
hind, and the coast of Norway had be
come visible.
"I don't go much on this evaporated
food business," said Jack, after a few
minutes of silence; "it doesn't fill a fel
ler up."
,?'ve f01 vee? scheme," exclaimed
Mike hardly heeding Jack's words.
TVell call on the Czar of Russia first,
y and then go to see the scrap in China.
There's goin' to be a redhot fight, and
I want to be there."
"Is there goin' to be & fight?" asked
Jack, delightedly. "Gee, whiz! I hope
China gets licked."
"So do I." answered Mike. "China's a
back number, and needs to be civilized.
There's some fellers there called Boxers,
Trho are goin 'round with big knives,
Jdllbig missionaries and white people like
everything."
"Where do you learn so much?" asked
Jack, not so much impressed by the
news of the Chinese situation as by
Mike's knowIea5e of it. He did know
considerable for a small boy, didn't he?
"My father reads The Oregonian out
loud every morning at breakfast," an
swered Mike.
"I wish we took The Oregonian; it's
the finest paper a-goin'," said Jack, en
viously. "1 bet that's St. Petersburg," said
Mike, as a beautiful city appeared across
the Gulf of Finland.
The tall spires of the city seemed to
pierce the sky, and in the center of the
city was a palace, so magnificent that
the boys looked down in wonder. It was
early morning, and the city was bathed
in a flood of sunlight, whose bright beams
danced and sparkled on the golden spires
of the palace.
"That's the Czar's palace; TU bet a
nlckle it is!" said Jack, as they rested
directly above It. "We'll go down and
talk to the old man."
"All right; here goes!" answered Mike,
"My clothes ain't very good; but he'll
have to stand 'em."
"I've heard that Czars and them kind
of people were awful particular abont
clothe, and ours don't look stylish that's
sure." Jack replied.
"Ma always says that what can't be
helped has to be stood," answered Mike.
"Here goes for the courtyard of the
CsaVB palace!"
The Palace Conrtyard.
Zip! and down they went into a fairy
bower; at least It seemed eo to them.
The courtyard where they landed was
filled with the choicest flowers known,
and, in and out among them, ran white
marble paths, Fountains, from which
played many streams of water, added to
the fairy-like aspect of the garden. Tiny
nymphs and water naiads of polished
marble stood under the falling spray.
'This is finer than the hanging gardens
of Babylon," exclaimed Jack, thus ex
hibiting so much ignorance that Mike re
marked, scornfully:
"You don't know anything about thoso
gardens; they weren't like this at all."
"Oh, you always think you know every
thing," answered Jack, crossly.
Just then they saw a man of fine bear
ing, taking his morning walk in the gar
den. "Look, Jack!" whispered Mike;
"there's the Czar, now."
And, sure enough, it was. He came to
them and said, kindly:
4My lads, what are you doing here,
and what is that queer-looking ma
chine?" Of course, Mike and Jack were scared;
any one might be, when "talked to by
royalty for the first time, under such cir
cumstances, but they got through it
somehow. Mike thought he had to say
something, so, ignoring the Czar's ques
tion, he covered himself with shame, by
saying:
"Are you the man that has them aw
ful Siberian prisons?"
Jack stood appalled at the blunder, and
expected any moment that the great man
would call out his soldiers and have
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him and Mike killed. He did nothing of
the kind, however, and only smiled at the
boys' alarm.
'Tell me who you are and why you
are here," he said.
So they sat down on a marble seat,
nearby, and told the wondering Ccar of
the Russians the tale of their remark
able adventure; all about the trip to the
moon, and, then, of the discovery of the
North Pole. When they said that the
pole was a great stick of ice, the Czar
exclaimed.
"A stick of ice! How very remark
able! Are you sure?"
"Yon bet er I mean yes, sir," an
swered Jack, "and we put an American
flag on the top, to show that we were
the discoverers."
'1 must have that interesting fact noted
in our scientific journals," continued the
Czar. "Do you think there's no other
way of reaching the pole except with
a flying machine? Is Doctor Nansen
wrong about it being possible to get into
a current and drift there?"
The Cxar Inspects the Slaahine.
"No, sir; those ways are no good," re
sponded Jack.
"But come," he continued, "and we'll
show you how the flying machine works."
With that they went over to the airship,
that rested, in state, under a great tree.
The boys explained the wonderful con
trivances that had made possible their
trip to the North Pole, and the Czar
was intensely interested. They were now
surrounded by statesmen. Ambassadors
and dignitaries of high rank, all listen
ing, with profound attention, to the de
scription. The evaporated food and
heat-box came in for their share of at
tention, and many wise and learned ques
tions were asked concerning them. Said
the Czar to Mike:
"I see a possibility of converting this
clever invention Into a weapon of modern
warfare. You give me the name and
address of the inventor, and, in due time,
I shall communicate with the gentleman
about constructing one on an improved
basis, for our Army. I should want, of
course, to talk with him personally, and
will gladly bear all the expense. He will
receive passes over the transportation
lines from his home to St. Petersburg
and return. Ah. I see a great change in
the methods of making war from now
on."
You will observe that he spoke rather
pompously, as befitted a person of his
dignity. Mike and Jack quite forgot their
clothes, and were not awed in the least
by the presence of so many people of
high rank. They were Americans, and
felt that they were just as good. If not
a little better, than most any one else.
"Now, what can we do for you?" the
Czar went on, after a short discussion
concerning the heat-box, with his Prime
Minister.
"We're awful hungry," answered Mike,
"and haven't had a good meal for four
days. If you could give us something to
eat, we'd be so glad, sir." ,
They were Immediately escorted with
much ceremony, into the superb dining-
room of the palace. Servants, in elegant
livery, waited upon the boys, with as
much respect as though they were serv
ing His Imperial Majesty. The appoint
ments of the table and the food were
beyond anything Mike and Jack had ever
dreamed of. But the grandeur had no
effect upon their appetite, anfc they ate
everything set before them, enjoying the
situation immensely.
Take Their Departure.
When they had finished, the Czar took
Will Ogden'a address and said that he
would soon summon him to the palace.
Then the party repaired to the court
yard, to see the lads start on their home
ward journey. It had been noised
abroad that two boys had arrived there
that morning from Portland, In tho
United States, in a flying-machine, and
an immense crowd thronged the streets
to see them. Amid loud shouts and much
applause, they rose into the air and
soon disappeared -from sight, leaving the
people staring blankly upward and won
dering where they had gone. The boys
directed the machine eastward, and bore
straight across Eastern Russia and over
Siberia to the Okhotsk Sea, on the Pa
cific Coast.
'We'll dash down this coast and take
a look at Pekin, now," remarked Mike,
as he turned the craft southward.
"Pekin or bust!" sang out Jack.
Over the Sea of Japan and the Yel
low Sea they went; then up to the nar
row Gulf of Pe Chill, which la near Pe
kin. 'Tm afraid to go down into the city,
because the Boxers are making things, so
lively," said Mike, as they hovered above
that strange city of the pig-tailed race,
and looked down at the. odd houses and
other queef Oriental scenes.
"Them Boxers ore dangerous to monkey
with," sagely remarked Jack, "and we
don't want to get killed. They're klllln
everything they can lay hands on."
"Let's go down anyhow, and see what
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they'll do. I want some different kind
of grub to eat," suggested Mike, for they
had been traveling some hours since
leaving St. Petersburg, and were hungry
again. After such a meal, as they had
partaken of In the Czar's palace, they
were not anxious to return to' evaporat
ed food.
So they descended cautiously and landed
in a Chinese vegetable garden, where
they thought they would attract the
least attention. They got out and started
toward the little hut that served the
owner for a home, to bargain with him
for vegetables. They had not gqne far,
though, when they heard loud shouting,
and, looking back, saw the natives run
ning for the airship.
"Grab all you can and make for the
machine!" whispered Jack, and both lads
began pulling at the vegetables. Then,
with their arms full of carrots, cabbages
and radishes, they ran for the machine,
which they reached just ahead of the
mob.
"Melican man, Mellcan man! No like
him; heap tief ! Klllee him!" they yelled,
emphasizing their words by hurling
sticks and clubs at the lads.
Mike didn't wait to bid them good
bye, but turned the lover and got out
of reach, as soon as possible,
"Golly, that was a close call!" ex
claimed Jack, as a bullet whizzed past
his head. "Get on more speed, there,
or they will put a hole in the cylinder!"
Mike gave the lever a turn, and then
they began to munch carrots and radish
es, as unconcernedly s though nothing
unusual had happened. It takes a great
deal to upset a boy.
Mike Proposes India Kxt.
"We can say we've been to1 Pekin, at
any rate," said Mike. "Now -we'll cut
across China and see wnat It looks like
in India."
"There's a very terrible famine there
now," answered Jack. V'lt must be aw
ful to be hungry."
So they passed over the famine-stricken
districts of India The sight was
indescribable and they now wish they
could forget the terrible picture of suffer
ing and death that was printed on their
young minds.
Arabia, the land of fable and song, was
next visited, and the lads imagined they
could detect the odor of incense and
tropical flowers with which theTalr was
laden, as they sailed above the country.
j Over the Mediterranean Sea they then
sailed, through the Plnars or Hercules
and out above the broad Atlantic, really
homeward bound at last
By the next morning they had crossed
above tb,e narrow neck of land that holds
North and South America together, and
were gliding up the Pacific Coast. At the
expiration of the time limit set for the
working of the airship, they dropped
gracefully down in Inventor Will Ogden's
back yard, having been gone just seven
days. AlilCB M. WELLS.
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By and Bjj.
When little Dickie Swope's a man,
"He's goin to be a sailor;, t
An' little Harney Tlncher, he's
A-goln to be a tailor;
Bud Mitchell, he's a-goln tx be
A .stylish carriage mier, '
An when J grow a grea' big man,
I'm roln to be a baker.
An' X!ckn buy his sailor suit
O Hame; an' Heoe'l! take it
An' buy as fine a double rtr '
As ever Bud can make it; t
Anv then all three'll driTe roun fer me,
An we'll drive oft togervcr,
A sllnsin' plecnut 'long the road
ITerever' an' xerever. '
James Whtteomb Riley.
GRIEF OF A LONELY LTFE
Hermit of the MonntaWs Sad Talo I
oiiOnuse Impelling:' Him to ,a
Solitary Existence.
You will remember, children, that I
.promised you the story of the life of he t
old hermU of the Santa Gruz Mountains, '
in California, the manuscript of which
I was given to father by the hermit him- i
self on the occasion of dur visit to his 4
j cabin on the mountain side. As we all
' gathered upon the porchof our cottage
the morning after our visit, father reau '
I the story to us, and here. It Is, Just as
I the old man told It In writing:
The Hermit's Story. I
i
j "I was born and raised in the City of
New York, and married, when quite a '
j young man, alady of Southern birth.
Fortune "had smiled uponne; I was sue- '
INCANDESCENT LAMPS FOR PUNCHING BAGS!
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"5ptf3l?. F skkaapgws.
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cessful in my business ventures, and was
what the worldcalled a rich man. But
my wjfa was not contented with the
pretty nest I provide for her, and longed
for her Southern home. She so often ex
pressed the wish to remove to Memphis,
Teniu, where her parents resided, that I
finally sold our home, and arranged my
business affairs so that we might do as
she -wished. We went South, where I
purchased a beautiful place, about three
miles from Memphis, which I furnished
and filled with every luxury that wealth
could give.
"After all was settled, we decided upon
taking a 'European trip, our baby boy
being then about 3 years of age. The
tour was a delightful one. I need not
tell you of the many places of Interest
that we visited, and which we had so
often read about; that would not be new
to you We met many friends abroad,
which caused us to prolong our stay.
When we returned to America we were
laden with works of art and many pretty
things besides, with which to adorn our
home.
"Ours was, indeed, an ideal home! What
more had I to ask for? With my dear
wife and little golden-haired Robin, as
we called our boy, my happiness seemed
quite complete life oneilong Summer's
day. ip'
"But the end came; It was, all too sweet
to last. Perhaps I was becoming selfish
and cared not for the sorrows of others,
In the enjoyment of my own pleasures.
About one year after dur return from
abroad, I was called to Nashville upon
some Important business, and expecting
to be away about six weeks.
Evil ForebQdlnars.
"A strange foreboding of evil Impressed
me for several days before I started.
What was it? I askedii Should I meet
with anj accident? The horses attached
to the stage might take fright, and I
should be thrown out, perhaps mangled
and killed. Then my dead body would
be carried home to my wife. Oh, what
a shock that would be to her!
"I almost shrank from jnoklng the trip.
SERIOUS TROUBLE HATCHING
The last words I heard from my wife '
were these: 'Come back to us soon!'
and from little Robin: Siring me some
thing nice, papa! I want a pony a
real live one that I can ride upon, all
for my own.' Promising to do all that
they asked of mo, I went away, with
a heavy heart.
"All went woll, notwithstanding my
gloomy feelings. Letters from home told
that all was well thera They always
ended with a message from my boy:
'Don't forget my pony, "papa.
"The day before that, on which I was
to-return, a letter came only a few
lines: 'Come homo! Your house burned
to the ground. Wife and child perished
in the flames.'
"X ?ras dsV5ed,v 1 donot know how I
reached home; all seemed to be a blank
to me. I was 111 and unconscious for
many weeks.
"As soon as possible after my recov
ery, I made preparations to leave Mem
phi&.and go abroad, thinking that there
I niight find relief in forgetfulness. I
drew my. money from the bank and departed-
V'I did not know where I should go.
I4 had made no plans only thlsr that
I'would expend my wealth in doing- good?'
la California.
"When the gold fever broke out In
California, I was among the number that'
started for this land of promise. But
I was not in Search of gold; It could not
bring me happiness. -
"I did not stop In San Francisco, but
drifted along to some of the mining
tOWn.8,J.e". therert, n.!5ea,Vf ef,e'8 POds of food a day In the shape of
ment worried mop I -wanted to be alone. , . J . . ' , , , ,
So. after a time. I found the peaceful. ' wat oxrsea and solids. This food gives
quiet home I had been In search of, In an his power of doing work. It 'gives
theso mountains. For more than iQ tho strength for bodily, muscular and
years I have Hved here. At first I dld mentaj work.
not want a cabin; but, as years rolled The heart does 120 foot tons of work in
on, I found my strength falling me. So 24 hours. If the full work of the heart for
I have fitted up this little place, which (that period could be bathered into one big
gives me all the comfort that T desire, lift It wouiId raise 120 tons weight one
I shall not be here long. No one will miss fobt high. The muscles of breathing do
me." ' 21 foot tons work per day. The work of
This was all. But, oh! what pathos the whole body In all Its actions for 21
did the simple tale convey! Not an eye hours amounts to about 3400 foot tone. TMa
among us all that was, not moist, when enormous working power Is developed frorc
father, finishing reading folded the man- food In 21, hours. Over 3000 foot tons go
uscrlpt and put It away within his ' to produce heat, which Is a mode of mo
pocket, ftlon and I& necessary for every vital
The old man's prediction proved truo. J process. The remainder represents a
One morning, after our return to our j man'fl actual muscular and mental work,
city home, we read in the paper that j It must be remembered that 3000 foot
some hunters had stopped at his cabin. ' tons about represent the force which woud
The rap at the door was not answered, raise a man of average weight eight and
They'KHJked in. The old man was sit- one-halt miles high. Man has never suc
tlng by a table. His hea'd was bowed ceed In making any engine that could
upon his breast. They spoke to him; but comparo with the engineer's own. body
that? Wowl
no answer came. He was dead. Besido
him were the pictures of his wife and
little boy. It may be that the last words
he seemed -to hear were: "Bring me a
pony, when you come home, papa! A
pony for your little Robins!"
E. T. BALDWIN.
KIIAED BY CROSS "WORDS.
Instances Where Feathered Son cr
aters Have Thus Died.
A bird which receives a , scolding Is
made as miserable and unhappy thereby
as a" child 'would be. To Illustrate this
Our Dumb Animals tells the following
story:
A Massachusetts woman had, a0fe,w
years ago, a beautiful canary bird -which
she dearly loved, and to which she, hod
never spoken an. unkind word In her life.
One Sunday the church organist was
away, and she stopped after church to
play the organ for the Sunday SchooL
In consequence of this the dinner 'had
to be put off an hour, and when, she got
home her good husband was very hun
gry, and he spoke to her unkindly.
The things were put on and they sat
down in silence at the table; and present
ly the bird began to chirp at her, as it
always had to attract her attentlop. To
shame her husband for having spoken
so. she turned to the bird, and for tho
first time In her life, spoke, to It In a
violent and angry tone. In less than five
minutes there was a fluttering in the
cage. She sprang to the cage the bird
was dead.
Mrs. Hendricks, the wife of the late
"Vice-President of the-nited States, says
that she once killed a mocking bird in
the same way. It annoyed her by loud
singing. To stop It she spoke In a violent
'tone, and pretended to throw something
at it, and within five minutes It was
dead.
SHE FORGOT HIS COFFEE.
Why a Little Girl Wept Bitterly oa
Broad-rray, Wevr Tork.
A little girl, carrying "a big tin dinner
pail, stopped on Broadway, in front of
Trinity Church, the other morning, says
the New York Mall and Express, and
began to cry. She was a pretty child,
with light, curly hair and a dirty face.
-From
which was soon streaked -with tears.
Passersby thought she was lost, and a
portly man who looked as If ho might
have "some youngsters of his own, and
accordingly would know what to do in
such a case, asked the child If she knew
where she lived. At this very sensible
question she buried her face In her hands
and cried louder. Finally some one called
a policeman. An officer appeared, who
acted as if he had done nothing else In
his life but look after lost children.
"Cheer up," he said kindly, "and I'll see
If 1 can find your father and mother."
The little girl stopped crying at onco
and the crowd murmured its approval,
but the girl was not at all pleased, and
she began to give the policeman a piece
of her mind, in most emphatic language.
"Oh, chase yourself," she said, "I ain't
lost, and itj wouldn't be none of your
ibuslness If I was Youse people (with a
comprehensive wave of her hand), youse
people make me tired. I'h taking pa hla
dinner, and I just happened to think that
ma" forgot to put In the coffee, and I
just know pa'll soak me when he sees
there ain't none and she looked around
defiantly.
The big policeman laughed. "I guess
you and I can settle him," he said, and,
hand in hand, he and his little charge
went off to find "pa."
ECONOMICAL MACHINE.
Great Work Done by
the Human
Body With. Little Fuel.
The human body is the most economical
. machine In the world. It takes in about
Say. did you 3 ibt NrtjsnoVile
run ma itnunt
run mt downd'
New Tork World.
In developing a relatively large amount of
energy on a ery small consumption of
fuel or food.
A Crab Worth Talking About.
An enormous phosphorescent crab, the
like or which has never heretofore been
found, was recently captured In the In
dian Ocean and is now in the aquarium
of the Zoological Society at Calcutta.
This huge crustacean, which was caught
a mile away from shore, is 62 centimeters
In diameter, and its claws are more than
ayard long. Its- voracity Is Incredible,
and its great eyes protrude in such a
manner as to give it a peculiarly fe
rocious appearance.
Aften it was caught it was placed in
a large vessel, which was filled -with sea
water, and which also contained about 50
crustaceans and other fishes. Two hour3
later the crab had devoured all these, and
when evening arrived the zoologists, who
were watching the strange sreature, saw
to their surprise that it emitted curious
phosphorescent rays of a milky white
ness, which illumined the entire vessej.
This Inexplicable phenomenon is repeat
ed every evening, and naturalists hae
traveled from many parts to witness It.
Squirrels Nest In n Sto-t e.
At Maiden, Mass., a carpenter has had
a family of six thrust upon him unex
pectedly. In his shop 13 a disused stove,
and some little time ago, while working
in his shop, the carpenter heard curious
noises in the stovepipe, which runs up
through a ventilator and Into the open
air, and is some 15 feet long. By and by
he heard a rustling In the stove, and.
opening the door to see what might be
going on, he saw the head and black
eyes of a gray squirrel peeping out at
him from the midst of a nest of leaves
that the creature was constructing. He
closed the door and left the squirrel to
itself.
After the rattling and scratching with
in the stove and pipe had gone on quite
a number of days, the carpenter once
more opened the stove door: and there,
in the nest of leaves, were four little
baby squirrels, looking remarkably like
little rats, with their slim, and, a3 jet,
hairless tails.
The carpenter handled the little squir
rels, and has since grown quite chummy
X-Ray Photographs in Philadelphia Inquirer.
with the whole family of them. They live
there in considerable contentment, and
the parent squirrels go and come freely,
though how they manage to climb suc
cessfully along the Inner side of the
stovepipe Is a mystery.
"Which One She Was.
A neighbor meeting a little one In the
street, said:
"Good morning, my little dear! I can
never tell you and your sister apart
Which of the twins are your.!'
, And the little one made answer:
, 'Tm the one what's out walkin'."
Philadelphia Inquirer.
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How Hot It GroTrsI
The folks that on the first of May
Wore -winter cloaks and hoso.
Began to say, the first of June:
; Good Lord! How hot It grow si"
"Elegy of a Mad Dos.'
MOUSE THAT WAS A THIEF
As He Wonld Not Be Good, Ba Fldav
Cut OS His Tail, and Then
He Killed Him Dead.
Perhaps I must first explain who Kald
Jollaly is, and who Ba FIdur Is. In Mo
rocco City, one of the capitals of the
Empire of Morocco, dwelt little Kald Jel
Ialy and her friend and stanch retainer
Ba FIdur.
For Kald Jellaly Is a girl, and a little
English girl at that, and a very dear
little friend of mine. That Is, her parents
are Ensllsh, but she herself was born In
Morocco and has lived there all her life.
In her wajs. indeed, she Is naturally
more Moorish than English, and Is tho
pet and darling of the father's servants,
over whom she rules like a little queen.
She talks Arabic better than English, and
sings Moorish songs and dances Moorish
dances, and can even pray in true Moor
ish style; so the Moors have adopted her
for their own. Her greatest friends are
Kai4 Swlllum, a soldier, and Kald Larra
by, a soldier, and Ba FIdur, an old Moor,
who tells wonderful stories from the
"Arabian Nights" and who Is doorkeeper
In the comfortable mansion occupied by
Kald Jellaly's father. How did she come
to be called Kald Jellaly? Well, tho Moora
called her so, and, as kald signifies Gov
ernor, the title fits her very well Indeed.
The Sultan, himself, with all his army,
does not exercise more autocratic sway
than does Kald Jellaly over the Moors of
her father's household. I verily believe
that If she ordered the head of one of
her subjects to be cut off the order would
be executed and that the victim would
meekly bow his head to the ax without
a murmur. But, of course, It would never
enter the head of the gentle Kald to Issue
so bloodthirsty an order.
Ba Fldnr's Breakfast.
When I stopped at her father's house
Kald Jellaly was accustomed to go down
every morning after her ow n breakfast to
see her friend, Ea FIdur, and to help him
get ready his own meal. And Ba Fldur
never thought of getting his breakfast
until the little Kald came, for she always
took a loaf of bread for him out of a
cupboard while he was preparing his her
rerla, a kind of barley broth which the
Moors always have for breakfast.
Now one morning a small hole was
discovered In the loaf of bread, and Ba
FIdur, after examining It carefully in his
grave Moorish fashion, said that there
must b"e a mouse about So Ba Fidur
jrot a trap and set It for the thief, and,
sure enough, the next morning there was
a mouse In the trap. It was the kind
of a trap that does not kill the mouse,
but merely makes It a prisoner.
When Kald Jellaly came down Ba FIdur
showed her his captive and said, "Now
I will kill the little mischief." But the
Kald, who has a fender heart, said; "No,
Ba FIdur. Give the little mouse a chance
tp become better. Put him out In the
garden, so that he will not be near the
loaf "of bread, and perhaps he will becomo
a good mouse and not steal any more."
Ba Fldur obejed the command of his
mistress and took the trap Into the gar
den, where the culprit was let loose. But
the next morning there was another hole
In the bread. "Ah." said Ba FIdur, "Z
must set the trap again, for the mouse
has not reformed."
So again the trap was set, and the
morning after It once more contained an
occupant. "Now," said Ba Fldur, when
the Kald appeared, "the thief must die."
?Tot the Some Monsc.
,But," said the Kald, "this may not bo
the same mouse at all. and as the other
was given a chance for Its life, so this
one must also be given a chance. Take
it to the garden, therefore, Ba Fidur, and
It. too, may become good and bother you
no more."
Ba FIdur arose murmuring to himself.
Suddenly he seized a large bread-knife
and with one quick stroke he cut off the
mouse's tall. "Now," said Ba Fidur, "go
in the name of Allah, but if you come
back to rob me again I will know you
and you shall surely die."
So Ba Fldur took the trap Into the gar
den and let the tailless mouse escape. The
next da5 however, there was a hole In
tho bread again, and once more the trap
was set. The following morning Ba Fldur
had a allless mouse as a captive to show
to the little Kald.
There was no mistaking the culprit and
now tho Kald could say nothing In Its
defense. The sinner had been given am
ple opportunity to reform, but. he had
not availed himself of the means of
grace. Ba Fidur seized his sharp bread
knife again, and this time cut off the
mouse's head. For all culprits are de
capitated in Morocco.
Kald Jellaly gathered lp the remains of
the victim and burjed them In the garden
that the mouse would not abide In. He
stayod there quietly enough now, of
course, and there were no more holes In
the bread. But there were tears glisten
ing in the pretty blue eyes of tho little
Kald when she came upstairs after the
funeral and told me all about It. Henry
Collins Walsh, in the Brooklyn Eagre.
Wbleb. Sutrarests ThlstT
His trousers legs, as here you see.
Are never built amiss:
'But whn hedraws the garment on
They always.lookllke this: ()
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