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THE SUNDAY 0REG0NIA2T, PORTLAND, JUNE 28, 1903; 39 CRUISE OF THE LA K E"R I MM E2RS A Day of Rest to the Dozen Boys on the Tug. Hi of the dozen slept like alligators that night all except Tug, -who. in spite of his great weariness, could not help -worrying over the very success ho had been -working bo hard for. While the others only realized that B. J. "was safe among them once more, and that the dozen was again complete. Tug tossed about, thinking of what might be the re sult of their desperate attack on Captain Mudd and his boat. To his lively imagination the Lake rimmers had committed burglary, assault and battery, highway robbery, disturb ance of the peace, obtaining B. J. under false pretenses, kidnaping and almost every crime in the law books! Tug felt sure that Captain Mudd had gone at once to the police at Keokuk, and that they were even now in search for the dozen. He lay awake wondering at what mo ment their little bivouac would be dis covered and surrounded- Every leaf that went crinkle-crinkle, every bough that crackled in the cool of the night, was a footstep. Tug was not half so much worried about the punishment that might be in flicted on the Lakerlmmers as he .was worried with the fear that they would take away B. J. and give him back to Captain Mudd. So It was a restless night of torment that Tug spent. As a matter of fact. Captain Mudd was Just as much worried and was lying awake in his own cabin. To his restless imagination, the Lakerlmmers must have gone immediately to the police at Keo kuk and sworn out a complaint against him for kidnaping BJ., and for cruel treatment. So Captain Mudd saw himself thrown Into a dungeon for years or lynched by a mob of indignant citizens. As he lay there in his cabin every elap, slap, slap of the ripples against the side of the boat seemed to be the footsteps of the pollco or a mob of fathers who wished to punish the wretch who could carry oft and maltreat a young boy. At the first glimmer of daybreak Tug woke up the 6leepy Lakerlmmers and forced them to leave their comfortable sleeping bags and bestir themselves. He would not give them time for breakfast, and hardly permitted them to go to the river's edge and dash a little cool water in their stupid faces. He told them that if they did not make great haste Cap tain Mudd would take B. J. back and leave them all in chains. "If we don't hurry, we'll spend the rest of our acatlons breaking stones for the Keokuk streets." It was something of a question where to go. but Tug had cast a glance across the river and noticed what seemed to be a heavily wooded and uninhabited island. There he felt sure they could remain in concealment till Captain Mudd had given them up and gone down the river. Tug soon had the rest of the dozen very uneasy about their prospects, and he drove them like a herd of sheep across to the other side of the canal wall where the war canoe and B. J.'s little caboose were moored. It was no easy task pick ing up that canoe and carrying it up the sharp slant of the stone wall. The whole dozen came near going over backwards more than once they had to dig their feet into the crevices with great care to retain their balance. Once It was -up the wall, it was hardly less difficult to get it down the same slant on the other elde. But at last the portage was done, and the carrying of the small canoe was not so difficult, especially as it was unloaded before It was lifted from the water. The sun had Just poked his head up over the hills when the dozen pushed out Into the river. The water was red with the morning glow, and HIst'ry said: "This must be the way the rivers look after a great battle." But Sleepy, who had no such poetry in his soul, said: "It reminds me of a river of strawberry soda water, and goodness knows I wish it was." The current here at the Rapids was very swift, and, in order to get straight across the river, the dozen were forced to paddle almost straight upstream. "When they neared the other side they found that a better spot for their camp was below the bridge, so they dropped down with the current under the bridge. A short distance below they found a little stream or sluiceway, and rowing up it found themselves In a creek that ran through a forest of great trees. The ground showed that at high water it was flooded. But now it was dry and well covered with foliage. From the trees great vines hung like ropes and made swings large enough for grown men. There was a tropical wildnes3 about the place, and the Lakerlmmers could not help feeling that It was the proper thing to give their war whoop. But they made so much noise in this still early morning place that the yell stopped short In their throats. They were especially afraid that Captain Mudd might hear them and come after them. But the last thing on earth that Captain Mudd was thinking of doing was follow ing the Lakerlmmers. When the sun was hardly loose from the horizon, he was up waking his bruised and battered crew to their tasks. Ho was eager for an early start, and the moment the lock would admit him he was knocking at its gates. It seemed to him that the task of getting the raft through by piecemeal would never be ended. He was almost too scared to swear at his men for their awk wardness. At last, however, the raft was through the lock and the steamer after It. The draw of the bridge opened and let him through, and as it closed after him he felt that he was at last safely out of Jail. By this time the Lakerlmmers had fried their bacon and eaten their breakfast and pitched their camp. Then they set out to do a llttlo exploring. They kept well back within the edge of the woods, but made a careful study of the opposite shore, with its tall cliffs. As they were gazing they saw the drawbridge open and through it came puffing a boat nosing along a raft. They were too far away to read the name on the pilot-house, but they knew the features of that boat all too well. They exclaimed in amazement: The Hiram Q. Mudd." Then they stared at her in silence and bewilderment till finally Bobbles ex claimed: "I'll tell you what!" "What? chorused the rest. "Old Mudd Is running away. Til bet he Is afraid to meet us again." "Well," said Sawed-off, "whether he is afraid or not. he is gone, and we can come out of hiding." "What worries me," whined Sleepy, "is this. How are we ever going to get home? We can't row all the way up agalri6t this current, and we can't walk it In a thousand years, and we haven't money enough to pay our railroad fares. So what are we going to do?" "We'll have to think it over." said Tug. "Meanwhile we might as well make the beet of It." They continued their explorations till the sun grew hotter and hotter and the cool water of the sluiceway looked more and more tempting. So with one accord they all went in for a swim. They swam and swam, and basked in the sun on the sand, and then swam again. It seemed that they were determined to stay there till they grew fins and turned fishes. Sleepy was. the first to realize that tlm was flying, as he was Informed by that unfailing clock, his stomach. He Insisted on the cooks for the day getting to work. And finally the kettle and the frying pan were racing away in great rivalry. B. J., Prett. Quiz and Bobbles, who were all ardent swimmers, refused to leave the water even for dinner. But Anally, the sight of the rest of the dozen munching and guzzling was too much for them. Then an idea smote Pretty. He took two pieces of driftwood and laid across them three or four of the seats from the canoes, and placed upon this STOOD THERE, DP TO floating table the dinner for the four con firmed swimmers. The other three" speed ily saw his purpose, and they pushed the dining-room table gently out to the mid dle of the stream, and stood there up to their armpits eating. The current began to float the table into deeper water, and Quiz was for holding it back, but Bobbles said: "I'll bet you fellows can't, tread water and eat your dinner at the same time." The bet was Immediately taken, the dinner table wan allowed to drift out Into deep water and the four cronies followed It, keeping upright and treading water vigorously. They kept their Jaws going In rythm with their feet, and to the dis gust of the other Lakerlmmers enjoyed both the dinner and the f wlm. But Just as the floating dinner was little more than half finished. Quiz accidentally .gave a kick that sent It over, and with It all the edi bles went floating or sinking: then those who had stayed ashore were not sorry CHAPTER XVI. That afternoon the Lakerlmmers decided that it would be both safe and pleasant to explore the city of Keokuk, so tfiey brought out the war canoe. B. J. took his long-lost single canoe and they set forth once more Into the river. They rowed up under the bridge against the strong current with some difficulty, but enjoyed the resistance of the water and the hard, healthy exercise. They did not feel that it would be quite safe yet to go over to the city of Keokuk on the Iowa side, and the village of Hamilton, in Illi nois lay well back upon the high hills. So they simply dawdled about, making play of the hard work. Then they no ticed In the lock of the canal the largest steamer they had ever seen. As her bow pointed south, they Judged she would soon be coming into the river. Quiz, always a victim of curiosity, sug gested that they row. over and sec the boat pass. As they came near the canal wall there was a loud whistling from both the boat and the bridge, and the draw of the bridge swung open like the arms of a great windmill, only this windmill was horizontal, not up and down. As the boat came shoving through the canal gates, the Lakerlmmers saw what an enormous white swan it was; they could also read the name. "The Golden Eagle." Punk said: "Well that golden eagle has got to fly pretty straight to take its fat body through that slim draw." And now the Lakerlmmers were lucky, or unlucky, enough to see such a sight as was never seen perhaps before or since on that river. At the very moment when it was neces mey tide :n lh Desert and t lilne ndy ' left behind The camel Ss & pins ant creature. Irregular in form and feature. It makes up for Its lack of beauty By close attention to Its duty. And hence In every tropic nation It bears a worthy reputation. In Africa, to their great pleasure. The Blunderklns found such a treasur.tt And pa said. "Ma and little Andy, Behold how nature, makes thing handy! "Where water, crass and oats grow salty. She puts the horse to eat it dally; But here the horses could not travel Unless they could eat sand and gravel. In short, there Is so other mammal Can lire on 'deserts like the camel. It you could see the beast's Interior. You'd know what makes it so superior. Although outside It's full of hummocks; ) THEIR ARMPITS, EATIXG. sary that the rudder of the steamer should guide her with the very nicest aim, it re fused to act at all. The boat was caught In a great eddy that swirled round the end of the canal wall from the river. In stead of shooting like a spear straight for the narrow opening In the bridge, the boat began to whirl round and drift broad THE ELEPHANT'S FIRECRACKER IMMIB Jordan and Charlie Sturgis sat on the fence surrounding the "show lot" and mournfully regarded the canvas man driving home the stakes with steady blows. Carsdale's "Grand United Railroad Shows" had always been a wagon show up to this year, traveling from place to place on the veil-kept toll roads. It had long been a regular Independence day In stitution at Greenvale, and Jimmie and Charlie had managed always to get under the tent walls somehow. But this year tho Increase In the number of men con nected with the show worried them. Jimmie counted up the chances and turned to his companion in disappoint ment. "It's no use, Charlie," he wailed. "I bet they've got 20 more men thar they had last year, and we 'most got caught then." Charlie bit a hole In the huge slice of gingerbread which was destined to be his sole breakfast on this memorable day, and nodded assent. In gloomy abstraction they viewed the raising of the cook tent, until a piping voice at their very feet made them start. The speaker was a very small girl, with a very wise and unchlldish face. To them her illy bleached hair was pun gold, and the traces of last night's make-up on her small, somewhat pinched face was the hall-mark of her profession. She certainly belonged to the intermost circle of the great show. "Please," she said, "do you know where tho pond lilies grow? I want some." Charlies jumped from his perch. "Sure, certain, we know. Want to come get some?" The slow-thinking Jimmie had followed suit, and now the two boys boosted the little girl over the fence, knowing full well that if caught by the circus hands the little fairy would be snatched from their grasp. Then hand In hand they PICTURES TO PAINT if r .... f .v .i C,:A ... . fafflSa UJ nstj sv.; . Inside, the camel has two stomachs. And these, with wisdom and sagacity It fills to their complete capacity "With water; so. however torrid. The camel's thirst is never horrid." Then little Andy and his ma Looked wond'rlngly at wise papa. Ma climbed up on the camel's hump. Upon Its neck pa took a jump. And little Andy with a grin Hung on behind Ma Blunderkin. But, ah! the camel's Inward mind To cruel tricks Is much inclined. And scarce had It begun the trip Ere it gave Andy such a flip That he fell over backwards and Was left behind upon the sand;' Quite ignorant of Andy's pain. And pa and ma sped like a train side on, like some great wounded whale in Its dying agony. There was a. great shrieking of whistles j and Jangling of bells on the boat, and much running here and there on the top deck. Now even the passengers began to see their danger and -to feel a panic. There was nothing for them to do but rush here and there like a swarm of flies in a fly trap. There was no escape for them. The Lakerlmmers were so horrified at what they were seeing that without know ing it they stopped rowing and allowed the two canoes to drift down on the cur rent. Their hands seemed to be para lyzed. They were all eyes. And now the. immense strength of the old Mississippi showed Itself strangely. The big steamer that had laughed at its current and its eddies was now helpless, having lost the aid of the little plank that served as a rudder. . ' Slowly, as it seemed, and then very swiftly, the steamer was turned and car ried aside. It swept past the side of the draw It was steering for. and past the other side. Then Just as It was opposite the next section of the bridge, the current hurled the steamer straight forward like a mighty battering ram. It smote the sharp edge of the stone pier anfthen shunted off and smashed into the bridge. So tremendous a sledge-hammer blow it dealt that it carried away"; with a deafen ing, ripping and thunderous crash, that whole section of steel and wood, foot paths, railroad tracks, girders and all, and flung it all Into the river. And then the Golden Eagle, all bruised and battered, with Its hull caved In and its decks wrecked, wont drifting and turning through and over the steel sec tion of the bridge that it had carried away, and floated downward on the angry cur rent, filling with water as It went,. The terrified passengers were like sheep in n, fold when a wolf has leaped across the walls. Some of them, as the boat swept past the bridge, leaped from the deck to what remained of the footpath and were easily saved. Others making the leap misjudged the distance or were Jarred from their footing and fell, bounc- , ing along the pier as they dropped to the seething waters below. Some grasped hold df any lifepreserver they could find and jumped Into the river. One man rushed from the cabin with a rocking chair and clung to It until he was Tescued. Others were not so lucky In their choice, and the things they had chosen for life preservers sank with them. Here and there were men fighting with each other for some small piece of Umber. (To be continued.) started across lots towards Benson's pond, where a few early blooms shone clear white against the gray-green of the huge pads. Once outside the confines of the show lot the little girl seemed strangely elated, skipping and dancing along between her two escorts, and answering their ques tions in a high-keyed, almost happy -voice. Yes, she was In the circus, and her name was Ethel when she rode the horse bareback, but when she was -on the trapeze (doing a trap turn she called it) she was Zazelie, the flying wonder. Then she rode In a small Roman chariot drawn by Shetland ponies in the street paradtf, and was learning to walk jon a wire, and could dance a little on a running globe; All these accomplishments she recounted without any sense of pride and boasting. In fact, there were times when apparently It all bored her shockingly. But the boys regarded her with respect that amounted almost to awe, and when she demon strated the truth of her statements by keeping perfect balance while walking un aided atop the first board fence they were obliged to climb, they were charmed beyond expression. After filling the child's arms with the wet, sweet-scented blossoms, the boys re luctantly guided her back to the show lot. As the trio climbed over the fence a shout went up from the helpers and performers, who seemed to be vastly ex cited. A moment later a stout woman, who looked like the one In pink tights who the year before had hung from a trapeze by her heels, rushed toward them, and catching Ethel In her arms, alternately scolded and kissed her. The child was so delighted with her trip to the pond, and distributed her flow ers so sweetly, that by the" time order was restored the runaway was not only forgiven, but the two boys were quite the heroes of the occasion. When Mr. Cars dale, "sole manager and proprietor of the greatest show on earth," came hurry ing up in response to the news that the NO. V What. sad and dire things befell, Next Sunday we shall try to telL Meantime, please try to paint the scene. The sands are hrown. the palm, trees green. The shaggy camel's brown and red. Blue Is the bonnet on ma's head. With ribbons of a tasteful pink And her valise as black as ink. Ma's skirt Is lilac and her. shoes - Are any color that you choose. Pa's costume Is a gorgeous sight; His hat is purple, strong and bright. Ills tie Is yellow and the spots Upon his clothes are crimson dots. His coat Is red. fine to behold. The camel's trappings are of gold. And little Andy, dressed In blue. Does much to ornament the view. TALE OF JOE, THE JUNGLE BOLj Adventure HI He Tells How He Defied the Chief And Saved' a Life. IV WAS about midnight that I was cap tured by the Makololos, as described in the last chapter,, and from that hour until daynlght the village was great ly excited. I was placed In a hut and two guards stationed over me, and all night long the women and children crowd ed as near as they could, calling me names and telling what my punishment should be. The guards did not Insult mo or try to hurt my feelings. On the" contrary, one of them said: "Boy, it was a brave thing for you to come spying into our village, and we know you would have escaped safely but for How It Took Jimmie and Charley Into the Show lost was found, he forgot his annoyance and anxiety In the pleasure of his little girl, who occupied the one soft spot in his show-hardened heart, and he invited the boys to remain with the show as Ethel's guest during their Greenvale en gagement. The unveiled delight of the two young sters so amused .Mr. Carsdale, and the pathetic fajjhion, in which- Ethel clung to her little country friends so touched her father, that he instantly decided to giv;e the. boys the time of their life, murmur ing as he led the three children to the cook tent "that It won't cost nothing, anyhow." So It happened that when Ethel, reluc tant and almost tearful, was led oft to be dressed ior tho street parade, Mr. Carsdale presented the boys with two faded uniform coats and Informed them that they might ride In the band wagon during the parade if they so wished. Wished.? Why, it seemed as if the whole world were suddenly bathed in glory. Then to be personally Introduced to. the tattooed man, and the Bulgarian giant, to have the serious-faced clown ex plain how he had trained his dwarf ele phant, and, Joy of . Joys, to have Ethel bestow a confidential, intimate little wink t upon them as she passed them In the grand: pageant!; Never had-tmortal-boys been so blessed. The performance was well urider way, and Charlie and Jimmie, In the very front row of -the reserved seats, saw Ethel, brave In pink tulle and spangles. ' guide her horse Into the ring. Up and down she hopped on the horse's glistening bare back. The audience applauded, and the two boys waved their hands In an ecstacy of delight, when suddenly there came from the dressing tent a sharp report, then a mad roar, followed by screams. Through the swaying curtains which separated tho dressing- tent from the ring, dashed Pompey, the dwarf elephant, the clown vainly striving to stop his progress by prodding him with a hook. With a vicious sweep of its trunk it knocked the clown Into the sawdust. Then, trumpeting shrilly, It dashed straight Into the ring, where Ethel stood transfixed on her quivering horse. As the crazed beast plunged forward Ethel's horse shied, tossing her to the ground, and, though the earth was soft, she struck oh her head and was knocked senseless. The audience was In a frenzy, and rushed for the exits. The attendants fled before the mad animal, which was mak ing straight for the quiet little figure. Carsdale, at the other end of the ring, gave a heartrending cry and sprang to wards his child, but two other figures were before him, and a second later one small boy was swinging through the air by the elephant's tall and the qther was hanging on to Its trunk. There had been no time for conferring on a plan of ac tiononly the thought that their Idol of a single day was In danger led them to make the most effective assault on the maddened little beast, for a drawf ele phant was not as strong In proportion as his larger brothers. The prodding of a hook In his tough hide he might endure, but a small boy at-either extremity of his person brought him to his senses, and he stood still, quivering like a leaf. Jimmie and Charlie have long since reached a position where they can pay their way into the biggest show on the road, yet each founts among the dearest souvenirs of his youth a thumb-marked copy pf an old-time circus publication, "The Route Book," in which this item appears: "Greenvale. Weather fine. Attendance good at both shows. At the matinee Pompey, the dwarf elephant, went crazy because some one had mischievously thrown a firecracker at him. He charged on the circus ring, scaring Dick, the horse ridden by Manager Carsdale's daughter, Ethel. She was saved from a fearful death by Masters Jordan and Stur gis, of this town. As a reward for their bravery 3dr. Carsdale gave each of the boys a silver watch and induced their parents to let the boys travel with the show for a week. Their presence was en Joyed by all the company, and we look forward to our stand at Greenvale next Summer." THE LITTLE OLD LOG CABIX IX THE LASE. Will Shakespeare Hays was born in Louisville, Ky.. July 19, 1S37. He was a natural musician from boyhood. Without the aid of a teacher, he was able to per form on any musical instrument. While In school In 1E56 he wrote his first ballad. "Little Ones at Home." Evangeline was the first ballad he set to music and proved very popular. He was long connected with different Louisville papers and for a time clerk on an Ohio river steamboat. Tho sale of his various songs, "Mollie Dar ling." "Shamus O'Brien, "Nora O'Neal." "Nobody's Darling," and others have run Into millions of copies. The following are the words of a long time favorite: I'm getting old and feeble now, I cannot work no more, Tve laid de rusty bladed hoe to rest; Ole massa an" ole miss's am dead, dey're Hleepln side by side; De're spirits now am roaming wld de blest; De scene am changed about de place, de darkles am all gone. Til nebber hear dem singln' in de cane; An I'se de only one dat's left .wld dls ole dog ob salne, . the trap Into which you stumbled. We are sorry that you have got to die." Soon after daylight I was given some thing to eat, and was then taken to the chief's house. I had often heard the chief spoken.of In our' village, and I knew that he was a. man without mercy. He was Jealous of my father and hated him, and of course would delight In torturing me. The chief and ten of his leading men sat within the house, and when I stood before them he said: "Boy, I am more pleased than if we had captured ten of your father's brav est warriors. It will make his heart sore when he hears how you died. Ah! but you are ready to weep and beg of me to spare your life." "It is not so," I replied. "The Mwals do not weep before their enemies." "But I will make you weep like a sick babe, and you shall wish you had never been born. The Mwals are only children." "And the Makololos are only dogs!" I replied. Tou see, among savage people, even the children are expected to be brave. The prisoner who Is afraid is looked upon with THE FLYING CUBE THE trick known as the "flying cube" uoes not require quite so elaborate a'n outfit for Its performance as that used in exhlbtlng most of the Hindoo tricks; therefore the "flying cube" approaches more nearly to the modern American style of legerdemain. The magician hand3 to the spectators for their inspection a small cube of wood, an ordinary bowl or basket, and some half dozen handkerchiefs. When these articles have been returned, the handkerchiefs are spread out, one over the other, oh a small table. The cube Is next placed on the center of the handkerchiefs, the four corners of which are gatnered up about the cube, bag-fashion, and held In the left hand. The magician then reaches hia Yight hand under the cube and, catching its lower edges, reverses cube and hank .kerchiefs. holding them as shown In the illustration. A little later the left hand again takes the cube and handkerchiefs bag-fashion, and then they are turned over to the care of one of the spectators, the lattejr being warned to hold them Just as they are given to him. After making a few "magic" passes, the handkerchiefs and cube are once more taken by the magician. The handker chiefs are then shaken out, the cube has disappeared, and the spectators may themselves discover It in a bowl or basket used by the magician. THE APPARATUS THE CUBE In de little ole log cabin in de lane. x Cnoru3. De chimney's falling down, an de roof Is cavln In: I ain't got long round here to remain; But de angels watches over me when I lays down to sleep. In de little ole log cabin in de lane. Dar was a happy time to me,. 'twas many years ago, De darkles used to gather round de door: Dey used to dance an' sing at night; I played de ole banjo; Alas! 1 cannot play It any more. De hinges dey got rusted, an" de door has tumbled down, De roof lets in de sunshine an' de rain; De only friend I've got now Is dls good ole dog ob mine. In de little ole log cabin in de lane. De foot-path now Is covered o'er uat led us round de hllL contempt. Had I shed tears and begged for my life, the chief would have thrown me to the dogs to be eaten alive, and all the people of my tribe would havo been ashamed of me. I wanted to die the death of a man; and so I used bold lan guage. My words angered the chief, and yet he saw that I was a brave boy. He looked at me a while, and then said: "One time you ran very fast and warn ed the people that we were coming to at tack the village. Tes, you ran very fast, but I think I can make you run faster." I knew what1 he meant by that, for I had heard our warriora talk of it. Ha would have women and children spread hot coals over the ground and then mako me run over them. I was taken back to the hut while wood was gathered and Area built, and It was an hour before they were ready for me. I was about to be taken out, when the chief's favorite wife was bitten by a poisonous snako as she moved through a patch of weeds. There was great excite ment at once, and for a few minutes I was forgotten. I heard the eople efeylng that she must die. and that the people would .mourn her loss, and I said to my guards: "Your chief Is going to put me to a cruel death, but his wife is not to blame. Go and tell him that I can cure her of tne bite." One of the men hurried away, and It was only a couple of minutes before the chief came to the hut and called out: "Boy, do you mean what you say? Can you stop the poisoh and save' my wife's' life?" "I surely can," I replied. "I do. not want her to die, but yet if you save her I shall not let you go. This much I will do, however. We will not burn you nor cut you with knives, but tonight we will tie you to a tree In the forest and let you be eaten by Hons or hyenas." Every one In our tribe knew what to do for make bites. A certain weed that grew In the hills was a sure cure, and most of our people carried a little bag of it suspended from the neck. They had. not taken mine away from me, and when I was hurried Into the presence of the weeping woman I bade her chew some at " once. She did so, and before the contents of the bag had been used up she was out of danger. When the chief knew this hq was greatly pleased, and, smiling at me, he said: "You Mwals are great people, and you are Indeed a clever boy. I wish I could send you home In safety, but my people would not permit it. Tonight you shall bo tied to a tree in the woods and the wild beasts will give you a quick death."' In my next I will tell you how the chief's orders were carried out, and how It happened that I was not destroyed by lions or hyenas. Clever Trick "Which Requires Little Apparatus. The secret of the trick lies in the ar rangement of one of the handkerchiefs, which is shown In the diagram. Five small squares, each a trifle larger than one of the sides of the cube, are fastened in the center of the handkerchief, as indi cated by the dotted lines. The four out side squares are made of heavy card board; the square "A" is made of sheet lead. This handkerchief is, of course, not offered to the spectators for examination, but is Identical In appearance with the rest, and is introduced among them as they are being collected. When the hand kerchiefs are gathered up about the cube, the live squares naturally form themselves Into an outside covering. At any time while the cube and hand kerchiefs are held in the righthand, as shown in the Illustration, a slight relaxa tion of the -fingers, will allow the cube to slip out-qt'the handkerchiefs, but because of the' five .squares the handkerchiefs will retain the same shape, and there will be nothing to Indicate that the cube has been dropped. In order to place the cube then In the howl or basket. It Is only necessary to And some excuse for holding the right hand momentarily over the receptacle. A good way of arranging this is to say that you will put cube and handkerchiefs into the bowl, but in the very act change your mind and let one of the spectators hold the handkerchiefs. The sheet lead will be of sufficient weight to make the spectator believe that he is really holding the cube. NECESSARY. IS HERE. De fences all am gone to decay; De creek is all dried up where we used to go to mill; De time has turned Its course anodder way. I ain't got long to stay here, an' what little time I got, I'll try and be contented to remain Till death shall call my dog and me ta find a better home Dan dat little ole log cabin in de lane. Vitiated Air in Bedrooms. The difference between gas and oil lamps In the matter of vitiating the air of a room is significantly Indicated In the fact that florists use limps in their green houses, gas never. Too frequent emphasis can hardly be put upon the necessity of airing a room thoroughly that must be slept in after having been gas-lighted throughout the evening a precaution too often neglected.