The Sunday Oregonian., November 01, 1903, PART FOUR, Page 38, Image 38

THE SUNDAY OREGONIAN. PORTLAND. NOVEMBER 1, 1903.
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UNCLE WHO WAS TOO LEARNED
Iroquois Story of an Old Man Wiio Mixed His Nephew Up.
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"I should like to go hunting every day,"
said he to his uncle, as he laid the deer
at the entrance of the lodge.
"All right, you may hunt every day,"
replied the uncle, "but next time bring
home a bear. If you see a hole In a tree
and the marks of a bear's claws, you may
be sure of the bear."
So, one day, when the youth was hunt
ing, he saw a tree with a hole In It and
the marks of a bear's claws upon the
bark. Te old man. who accompanied his
nephew, teaching him how to hunt, said:
"I believe that a bear Is Inside of that
tree. We must knock on the outside of
the tree and make the bear uneasy, so
that he will come out to see what the
noise Is all about."
So they hit the trunk of the tree hard
many times and made a great racket,
until the bear, being disturbed, came
to the mouth of thehole and asked:
"Who Is there?"
"Now," cried the uncle to the young
hunter, "shoot, where I tell you; shoot
where there Is no hair and you will
rrtn1nlv kilt Mm."
The young man saw that the paws of one stick there,
the bear were without hair, and he snot
at them, hitting the right rorepaw.
This wounded the bear and made him
angry, but of'course did not kill him.
"Shoot again!" cried the uncle, and the
young hunter shot again and hit the
other forcpaw.
"Shoot there!" screamed the uncle,
pointing with his nnger. Thereupon the
nephew shot the point of the nnger off.
The old man's linger hurt him so that
he pursed up his lips and motioned with
them to direct the shooting of the boy,
but the nephew, misunderstanding, shot
the uncle through the lips.
Then the bear came down from the tree
and mc&e off Into the woods, while the
uncle explained as best he could, that
he had been trying to direct the boy to
shoot the bear under the forelegs.
he should go about killing the animal.
The uncle began toi explain, but the
more he explained, the more the nephew
could not understand; he tried his best
to comprehend, however, and went back
to the tree In which the bear had his den.
Around the treft he stuck cornstalks,
as his uncle had told him to do, and then
beat hard on the sides of tho tree until
the bear came out.
When the bear came from the hole In
the tree he walked through the corn
stalks and made off Into the woods, as
there was no reason why he should not
-do so.
Then the boy went back to his uncle
and told him what had happened.
"Oh! ho!" cried the uncle. "You should
have killed the bear as he was going
away."
"Then." replied the nepnew, "wny am
you not tell me so In the first place?
After this please make your explanations
less learned and more to the point, so
that I may know what It Is that I am to
do. Do not give so many Illustrations In
your directions."
For a time the uncle and nephew got
along very well together, until one day
the old man said:
"I am going to give a feast. Tou shall
carry the Invitations. I have cut sticks
to represent so many friends. Go to the
highest tree you can find and leave this
stick there. Then go along until you
find a place all swamp bad place. Leave
and so on.
So the boy distributed the sticks as his
uncle directed. But when the day of the
feast came, no guests approached 'the
wigwam of-the uncle.
"Did you do as I directed?" asked the
old man.
"Yes," replied the boy.
"Why, then, has no one come to tho
feast?" asked the uncle.
"How do you expect swamps and trees
j to come to a feast?" cried the nephew.
Then the two ate tne iooa yrepareu,
and as they did so the uncle explained
what he had meant by sending Invita
tions to trees and swamps and the lesson
It was expected to teach the boy.
But after the meal the boy said: "Uncle,
I am afraid I shall never learn wisdom'
from your parables. I shall go forth Into
the world to learn wisdom by experience.
which I think Is the only way I can learn
No. V OF THE ANANCY STORIES
Anancy an Tar-Pole, hj William Thorp.
THE Iroquois Indians tell a story ' man was driving at. One day the uncle
concerning a wise old man and his said: "Now you arc a young man. You
nephew who lived with him. I must go to the forest and hunt for game
The old man was always trying to , to support us. Bring back a deer or a
ieach his nephew wisdom, but his man- bear."
ner of teaching was such that the nephew The young, man went. He killed a deer
seldom could understand what the old . and brought it home.
The young man was tired, and said to wl
i undo? "Whv. then, did vou not say I It.'
So forth into tne worm tne young man
went, and In time he became wise.
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so? But his uncle explained to him that
It was more learned not to say things
rlcht out. but to hint at them, so that
the mind might have exercise in finding
out what the Instructor meant.
The next day the boy went hunting
again and saw the marks of the bear on
a tree. In order to be sure this yme. he
went home and asked his uncle Just how
great chief and a mighty nunter, ana
when he was old he was sage In counsel.
He always remembered the attempts of
his uncle to ( teach him wisdom by pre
cept, and advocated. Instead, that young
men should learn by experience, as the
only sure way of acquiring knowledge.
eHILtrREN OF THE PfWRIE
Or, Tne Adventures of Sam and Betty
'HEN night came and we had seen
nothing more of the Indians, I
built a fire and Betty and I cook
ed something' to eat. Both of us thought
It would be the best plan to make our
way back to the settlements as soon as
possible, and we were agreed that If we
started out that night we could make ten
or 12 miles before daylight. We would
not be seea by the Indians at night, and
when daylight came we would find an
other grove In which to hide until it
would be safe to go on again.
After we had eaten supper we made a
start. The dog Lion received his share
of the food, and was in better spirits.
He seemed to understand our plans, and
If we had only left things to him we
might possibly have escaped the Indians.
You probably know that a dog never gets
turned around, but can find his way day
or night. We should have kept straight
to the cast, but 1 do not suppose we
had gone a mile before we lost the direc
tion The night was pretty 'dark and
there was nothing to guide us. and It
was no wonder we were soon taking the
wrong direction. Lion tried to lead tho j
way, but we thought he was wrong and
would not follow him. Had we done so
he would have taken us a true course.
When we would not follow him he sat
down and howled, and after that he crept
along behind us and would hardly glance
at the rabbits and coyotes running- across
our path.
We walked all night long, holding j
hands most of the time, and resting about J
once in two hours. I may tell you now f xetty was
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that, instead of keenlnc- AtrnJe-ht tn tho ! tears and speak. She said:
cast, we walked in a circle. We walked j "Never mind, Sam. We will hide in
at least 12 miles during the long: hours ! the grove during the day, and tonight
of darkness, but all our traveling was ' we will make another start and follow
thrown away. When daj'light came we j Hon. The Indians did not come back
were within half a mile of the grove yesterday, and perhaps they won t to
where wc started from. As we stood
still and looked around us and recog
nized the place, we both sat down and
rrled In our disappointment. The dog
had tried to be our guide, but we would
not follow him, and this was the result.
been walking all night It was no wonder
we were tired and sleepy.
I will now tell you what happened
about mid-afternoon, while we were still
fast asleep. The Indians who had killed
father and Mr. Graham had come a dls-
' tance of about 15 miles from their camp.
day. ' As soon as they got back It was decided
I became ashamed of my tears, and to move their camp over to our creek,
led her Into the grove and built a small They started early In the morning, being
fire to cook our breakfast by. When It about 200 men, women and children, and
had been eaten we hid away In the bushes , at 3 o'clock In the afternoon they reached
and were soon fast asleep. As we had our grove. It was curious enough that
PICTURES TO PAINT
they should come to the very spot where
we were hiding, but that is what they
did. Betty and I were sleeping so soundly
i that we did not hear them arrive, al
though they must have made a great deal
of noise. While they were putting up
their wigwams one of their dogs get sight
of a rabbit and chased it into the bushes
where we lay sleeping. Lion was awake,
but he had kept perfectly quiet. It was
only when the Indian dog came bouncing
almost on top of him that he sprang up
with a growl and began to light. He al-
i most killed thet other dog, and the In
! dians heard the row and came running.
j They thought their dog was being at
tacked by a wolf and eaten up.
Of course, the fighting between the
dogs woke us up, and Betty and I sat
up and rubbed our eyes and wondered
what was taking place. 'Before we fairly
understood what was going on a dozen
squaws and boys, each armed with a
club, were about us, and we were soon
discovered In our hiding place. It was
no use to hang back, and so, taking
Betty by the hand, I stepped out into the
crowd. The squaws and children were
very much astonished to see us, and for a
long minute nothing was said. Then they
began calling to the warriors, and Ave
or six came running up to lay hands on
us. Wc were greatly frightened, as you
may believe, but Betty whispered to me
to smile at the Indians and not to seem
to be afraid, and she was almost laugh
ing as they seized hold of us and pulled
us along to the wigwam of their chief.
The Indians must have known at once
that we were the children who had es
caped them the day before, and I ex
pected they would kill us at once. The
chief had a stern and very ugly-looking
face, and he scowled savagely at first,
but after some talk with his warriors
about us he grew better natured, and we
could understand that our lives were to
be spared. One of the squaws, who had
lost her husband In battle and her child
by sickness, got Betty, while I was given
to an old man who was lame, and had
to have somebody to wait on him. The
name of my master was Red Moon, and
the name of Betty's mistress was Talk
ing Woman. These are funny names, as
you will say, but the Indians are named
after almost everything one can think
of. even to bugs and snakes. My master
had a rather pleasant face, and I hoped
he would use me well, but the squaw
who took Betty was fat and ugly-tempered,
and I felt sure she would have
but little pity for the poor orphan girl.
(To be continued.)
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Anancy tlnk him a bery cleber gen
tleman. In fac he tlnk himself so
cleber dat him say to himself:
"Me no ebery day somebody; me cun
nln man, so me mek me llvln off dem
dat is fool-fool."
So Anancy neber plant yam, or potato,
or cocon, or nuttln at all, but jus live
'pon him friends' provision groun's when
dem was'n lookln'.
Now, Anancy hab one bery dear frlen
name Tacooma, an him tlnk scornful
to himself, "Tacooma, him big fool
fool!' But Anancy mek one big mistake
fe once In him life.
Ebery day, when Breder Tacooma went
to him groun to dig vlttles, him notice
dat somebody had done tek away all de
blggis tings dat him grow, so him tlnk
to himself:
"Cunnln" better dan strong (strength).
Man neber so quick but Massa Debil him
quicker."
So him plant one big stick in de middle
of him groun', an him cover It all over
wld tar.
Night come, an Breder Anancy him feel
hungry, so him creep saftly, saftly to
to where him know de blggis' bananas
grow. But when him get to de place him
see de stick do stan up In de groun',
and as It was dark him didn't see clearly.
"HI!" say Anancy to himself. "I do
wunner who dat Is. Mek me ask him fe
find out what him doin'."
Breder Anancy him no coward, so him
Jus walk up to de stick an say:
"Good ebenln', breder, an' a howdy dls
evenln'."
But de stick, him no answer.
"Warra you da do yah at dls time Ob
i night, breder?"
But de stick, him no answer.
"Breder, If you don get out of Breder
Tacooma's groun', me go tell him an'
hab you put In Jail." say Anancy. bery
angry fe tlnk dat somebody but himself
steal from his frlen Tacooma.
But again de stick him no answer.
Hi! but dat mek Anancy well vex, so
him bawl out.
"I tark to you all de while an you no
answer me. A where all you mannahs
garn? I bet you I lick you, sah!"
When de stick still him no answer,
Breder Anancy lick him one big blow
wid him han', an' ob course him han'
stick 'pon de tar whlc covers de tarpole.
DIb vex him more dan eber, so him say:
"Cho! you fool-fool! You tlnk you beat
me, eh? I bet you I lick you wld me
oder han'!"
"I bet you I kick you again, you
Breder Tacooma's groun' an walk up i fool-fool. Leggo me one han an' me two
han and me foot! A why you hold dem?"
Anancy kick, ue suuv ugum, " ui.
mek him one han an him two han an'
him one foot an him two foot all cotch
fast 'pon de tarpole.
So, as de stick still say nuttln, Anancy
lick him a blow wld de oder han, an' dat
han' cach fas in de tar.
"HI! now mek me kick you!" bawl
Anancy, but still de stick him neber say
a word.
So him kick him, an him one foot stick
'pon de tar.
Dls vex up poo' Breder Anancy wusser
dan eber, so him cry out:
"Me Lahd! if you no let me go dls mlnlt
I bet you I butt you wld me head."
But de tarpole no let him go.
Den Anancy butt him wld him head, an
him head stick fas', too.
Now, poo Breder Anancy was in bad
fix. Him was cotch fas' 'pon dat tar
same as dem nail up goat skin for dry
pon de wall. Poo Anancy, him didn
know what fe do, so him begin fer cry.
"Me Lahd! I neber tlnk dat me would
eber come to dls. Can any pusson tell
what wrong ting me do fe tek a walk In
me own groun? Poo' me boy! Poo' me
boy! Me done for fe true!"
au dls time iJreaer Tacooma mm naa
hide behin' big mango tree, an' him larf
to himself an say:
"Today fe you, tomorrow fe me. Dis
you groun", eh, Breder Anancy? We will
see."
So Tacooma bawl out as If him Jus'
come up, an' him seem bery much sur
prise, an him say In a mek-up mournful
voice:
"Warra! an is dat you. Breder Anancy?
Me bery much shocked fe see you dere.
Me put up dat tarpole fe catch de man
dat done tlef all me good vlttles. an
now me catch me Breder Anancy. You Is
de tlef! Me catch you. an you hab fo
hang dere till you bones drop off."
"Lahd!" say Anancy. "Breder Tacooma,
you say me Is a tlef! HI. Breder! you
musn 'suit me so, sah! You call you ole
frlen a tlef? Me neber tlnk you would
say dls unkind word 'bout me!"
"Well." say Tacooma, "If you don' done
It, a who done It?"
"I tell you fe true, breder, fe me sec
It wld me own eye. As I was warkln pas'
you groun' me see Breder Monkey creep
an' creep, saftly, saftly. right up to where
you bes tings dem grow, an' me tlnk tc
myself. 'I go cotch dat tlef fe me frlen'
Tacooma." So I goes In after him, but
Jus' as me come to de big guava tree
me lose sight ob him. an' when me come
out me don tlnk dls tarpole was him
diggln up you yams. So me lick It an"
cotch fas. Breder Tacooma, do please
mek me go, sah!"
Now, all dls time Breder Tacooma was
comln to tlnk dat him don mek one big
mistake, but him 'member what him
hear behin' de big mango tree, so him
say:
"Breder Anancy, answer me dis ques
tion: What mek you say dis groun belong
to you?"
"Well, Breder, mek me tell you. You
know how frighten' Breder Monkey Is
fe me? Well, I Jus' say dat to frighten
him."
"All right. Breder Anancy, I believe
you, an' I let you go if you promise
me fe help catch Breder Monkey."
"Course, I promise, Breder Tacooma;
but do, please, Jus' pull me offen dls
tar. It bery uncumfutubble."
So poo fool-fool Tacooma, him pull de
tlef offen de tarpole an le him go.
An as Anancy crep' away Into de bush,
him say to himself:
"Today fe you, tomorrow fe me. My
turn come nex' fe say: 'Cunnln better
dan strong.' "
MKS. FOX OUTWITTED MKS. TIGE-R
It Was a Close Call for the Smaller Animal But She "Won.
OCEAN SANDS THAT SING
ADVENTURE NO. 4 rOIXY MEETS A GENIAL SEA TURTLE,
The turtle s lot Is not so very pleasant. Nay! Nay! With courage he hid his emotion
For in Mb mind hot soup la always present; And welcomed Polly to the Under-Ocean.
And If you had to think, whate'er you do. The Sea Turtle had not much education:
Some one has pot a soup tureen for you.
Perhaps you'd cease to laugh and Jump and
hurtle.
And look as gloomy as the av'rage turtle!
Tet, see! Despite all sorrow and affliction
A happy spirit turns all grief to Action!
And thus the Sea Turtle that Polly met
Was gay and genial though he was so wet,
And though he knew that almost any minute
The dinner bell might ring and ho'd be
In It.
The "gamp" he carried showed his humble
station:
Yet he had some refinement handed down
from such
Ancestors who had met French Chefs so
much.
Therefore, his dress was 6tyllsh. Why, Just
think!
He had a high hat made of coral pink.
His collar was bright green. 'Twas made
of weed.
His shell, light gold and brown, was bright
Indeed.
Blue polka dots on his umbrella were; and
you
May paint his trousers a bright crimson hue.
Paint Polly's hat a lovely azure blue.
Her dress was red and white. A purple
hue
O'erspread her stockings and her shoes were
" red.
Enough to drive each merman from his
bead. V
Next Sunday If you watch this paper, we'll
Show you how Polly met the Family Eel.
ATTIRE sometimes does things wltji
the evident intention of Just puzzling
people. For years she has been pro
pounding many little standing jokes and
conundrums, and asking people to guess
at the answers.
Some of the little problems, for the so
lution of which no prize Is offered, are
scattered along the Atlantic Coast, In out-
of-the-way places, and are only heard of
now and then when some one calls atten
tion to the fact that an answer to the
conundrum Is still awaited.
One example Is afforded by the. "singing
sands of Pascagoula." Pascagoula lies on
the shores of the Gulf of Mexico In the
southern part of Mexico.
The warm waters of the Gulf wash gent
ly up on a smooth and shining beach,
which looks like any other smooth and
shining beach in that region. But the
sands of Pascagoula beach have properties
which the sands of other beaches do not
possess they are tuneful and can sing.
At odd Intervals, when the tide Is out,
the moon shining and the lazy swell of
the Summer seas breaks gently on the
shore, a strange, sweet melody rises from
the beach, and all the grains of sand seem
Ilk the morning stars, to sing together.
The music Is not lively, nor yet Is It
very mournful Just a pleasant, dreamy
sound of singing, which wells up from
the beach and steals along the shore.
There have been various guesses at the
cause of this phenomenon, but. so far, no
one has been able to give a wholly satis
factory answer to this charming little
conundrum propounded by Nature.
SOLUTION OF LAST SUNDAY'S
PUZZLES.
Answer to Cross-Word Puzzle.
Nathan Hale.
Answer to Half-Square Puzzle.
PALADIN
ABACUS
NE day, a very long time ago, a
fox was walking through the woods.
She was feeling exceedingly happy, for
she had caught a large fowl, and this
she was taking home to her children, who
were very hungry.
When about a mile away from home a
fierce and terrible tiger rushed from a
thicket and seized the fox. Xow, Mother
Fox, being ever so clever, pretended to
be not at all frightened, although her
heart was thumping dreadfully.
"Pray, let go' of me, Mr. Tiger!" she
exclaimed. "How dare you attack one
so much more powerful than yourself!"
As the tiger was many times bigger
than the fox, he thought this remark so
ridiculous that he couldn't help laughing,
and, of course, when he opened his mouth
to laugh, he had to let go of the fox.
She did not run away, for-TSlfe knew how
easily he could overtake her. Instead, she
picked up the plump fowl that she had
killed and which lay at her feet, and
dropped It Into the tiger's open Jaw.
It was a Juicy mouthful, and Mr. Tiger
chewed It with great relish, keeping an
eye on the fox all the time, however, that
she might not escape him. While he was
eating, the- fox told him that If he would
walk with her through the woods, he
could see for himself that all the ani
mals feared her and ran away from her.
because. If she chose, she could kill any
one of them.
Mr. Tiger laughed at this, but, as he
did not feel quite so anxious for food,
since eating the dinner Intended for Mrs.
Fox's babies, he told her he would walk
beside her, and see for himself. Not for
a moment did he believe she was telling
the truth, and ho thought it Just as well
to have another laugh at her expense
before devouring her.
So they walked together through tho
woods; and, when the animals saw them
coming, how they scampered away!
Panthers, big gray wolves, leopards In
fact, all sorts of animals fled from the
pair as fast as possible.
Mr. Tiger was astonished. He began
to feel much alarmed, and looked at Mrs.
Fox out of the corner of his eye every
little while to see If he could run away
from her; for, surely she must be ter
ribly strong and savage to make all tho
animals run away In such fear.
Of course It was the tiger and not the
fox that the wild creatures were running
away from; but Mr. Tiger was so stupid
he never thought of that!
Mrs. Fox had been watching him slyly
all the while, and she saw how fright
ened he was getting. Finally she pre
tended to be so Interested in something
that she .saw afar off In the woods that
she had forgotten all about her compan
ion, and Mr. Tiger bounded away, run
ning faster than ever he had in all his
life before.
Then Mrs. Fox hurried home and told
Mr. Fox and the children all about her
adventures. As Mr. Fox had brought
home a very good dinner, they didn't
mind at all about losing the fowl.
It was Mrs. Fox's turn to laugh now,
and the family Joined heartily In her
merriment Ever after this the foxes
were very safe in the woods; for all tho
animals were afraid of them when they
heard how even the fierce tiger ran away
from Mrs. Fox. And tho tigers didn't
bother the foxes because Mr. Tiger told
them how dangerous the small animals
really were. And this Is why the foxes
are so independent and do just about as
they please.
Aluminum Beauties.
Aluminum cooking utensils are being
pushed by many of the big shops here.
TJiey. are brought out in shapes as at
tractive as the fine silver, copper and gold
lined cooking vessels used In wealthy
households. The stew pans, terrapin
dishes, coffee urns and teakettles of alum
inum have now such beauty of contour
and finish that they seem almost more
appropriate to the dining-room table than
to the kitchen.
Censorship by German Empress.
The German Empress has expressed the
desire that for the future all pieces In
tended for representation at the cburt the
ater shall be submitted to her flrst. so
that nothing may be played of doubtful
morality or likely to shock the audience.
Her Majesty reserves the right ot vetoing
any play she may choose.
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Answer to Hollow Square.
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TniS HUNTER IS PREPARING DINNER FOR HIMSELF AND THREE OTHERS. WHERE ARE THEY?
A good hunter must be able to conceal himself aB thoroughly when in the woods as a wild animal can. There are three
clever hunters In the woods represented in this picture. They are so clever that you cannot see them without the hardest and
closest kind of searching. Tet they are quite near the fourth hunter, who Is plain and clear to behold in the foreground, pre
paring the meal. If you cannot And the three hidden hunters, next Sunday's paper will tell you where they are.
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