THE SUNDAT OBEGOlflAX, PORTLAKIV JUNE 4, 1905.
Story of Patsy and the Ice
IT WAS a very warm day. indeed. When
at last school was done. Patsy -went
home to hunt up a last Summer's cot
ten dress. Her new ones weren't finished,
and hr shirtwaist and woolen skirt were
hot and sticky.
The cotton dress was pretty short, and
the back buttons nearly burst with the
strain: In fact, small chunks of Eatsy
came through the spaces between the
buttons. But it was a cotton dress, and
that made Patsy feel much cooler.
When she went downstairs, she found
Jim and Pedro and Walter Sheppard and
Ceorpe Martin in a deep and important
wc frrcnee on the side porch.
They stopped .talking quite suddenly
when Patsy appeared, and so she knew
that something was up.
What j'ii goln to doT she inquired.
' A w. go on away. Patsy," said Jim
rsssly. "you're always In the way. Mam
tr.x vsants you. you know she does."
But Patsy knew quite well that her
nv.thcr was not at home.
You're all right. Patsy," said George
Martin. "But there are some things girls
dcii t know and can't appreciate "
At that brilliant remark the three boys
roared long and loud.
Patsy's face flamed a second. Then
rhp took a good bite of her lip and kept
back some pretty mean remarks. Turning
'.-ile-kly, she went into the house and took
a book
Pretty soon the boys finished their con
ference and went down the street, with
Pedro at their heels. Later they re
timed with their hands full of bundles,
r.d Patsy guessed the whole story. Mrs.
Newton had given thorn permission to
make ice cream, and they meant to keep
a!I of it for themselves.
It was luirdor than ever then not to sas
mean things and not to feel that her
mother had aided In a very mean trick.
However, It wasn't the first time the boys
had been nasty to her. though lots of
times she had tried to be decent to them.
Five minutes passed. 10 minutes passed,
2f) minutes, and still the freezer went
rcund and round. Occasionally Patsy
I c ould hoar acclamations of heat and ex
haustion. "Say! I'm getting dead sick of this-.
There's something the matter with the
o'.tl thing."
There wa a f-tir and fuss and much
talking. Then Jim came into the parlor.
The Ponderous
OMK of the Indian RaJahs still .
have a most magnificent and stu- j
pendous form of amusement. It
is that of sotting, olephants to fight. ',
and I was lucky enough to witness one j
of these spectacles a few years ago.
Not every elephant can be trained to
fight. The only onos that arc used arc i
young bulls, and they arc fed in such
a way that they go "musth" or "bad" i
at certain times of the year. Rogue j
elephants, which are wild elephants
that have been driven away from their
herds because of their quarrelsome
disposition, also serve as fighting ele
phants when the natives arc lucky
enough to catch one, which Is not
often.
Each fighting elephant has his own
keeper and a whole staff of boy attend
ants, so that the annual cost of sup
porting a fighter is about $1000. Spe
cial arenas arc maintained for the
fights. They aro oblong, and the walls
arc of thick masonry. At each of the
smaller onds is n vast gate. The whIIs
have oponlngs every few f,eet, which
arc just large enough to let man slip
through. These arc for the oscapc of
the men in the arena should an ele
phant charge them.
After the Rajah had taken his scat
the great army of native spectators
crowded to the lops of the walls and
looked down into the arena. Suddenly
one of the gates opened and" in came a
mighty tusker, roaring and trumpet
ing. Immense chains were fastened to
his legs, and more than a hundred
Toolics held on to these, while a ma
hout, armed with a groat lance, prod
ded him continually to make him obey.
The angry elephant was forced to the
side of the t wall. Coolies reached
through the narrow openings in the
masonry and seized the chains that
held him. Then the other coolies fled.
Now n band of elephant fighters
leaped Into the arena and surrounded
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t!ie wicked elephant. While some of
them kept him engaged with Jabs
from their heavy spears, the others
O.eftly slipped the chains from the
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A LITTLE GAME OF PATTERNS.
Cut eut th bakc barrels, rail and fan an Jotn them after rem&vlnt; th ban
!!. They wilt form a prU fiirtc. and if you wlih you can cle u varie-u ool
cr with craven.
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ouput in plenty of salt? J
"Where's mamma?" he demanded.
"Out." replied Paty, not looking
from her book.
"When'JI she be backT'
"I dunno." said Patny coolly;.
Jim hesitated a minute
up
Elephant as a
A X LAY-ALGEBRA TUZZLE.
The fvuxtlc if- WHet Is Ute toy carry Yc can fl4 wrt h- crtnc cr-
reetlr. Take 2 first. Thfs yu mwttyH br ene-nftli f U attfsot kft
Wi the jnrc. wtek to a LIGHT. One-Uft rf LIGHT I LI. Tw Urm LI. Is
LI LI, T ewHi-o. New. U y an-t m Itc i T Uie ftweste.
beast's forlcgs. o that he was fast
only by the chains around his hind
legs, which wore held by the coolies
outside of the walls.
Then the gate at the opposite end
of the arena oponed, and In came an
other chained olephanL He was forced !
to the other fide of the place, and j
there treated as was the first one. At (
a sign, Jhc mahouts jumped from each j
elephant and dived through the open
ings in the walls. j
The chains that held the hind legs j
of the raving brutes were slipped off. '
and they went at each other.
The monsters met In the middle of ;
the arena, and tnoy struck foreheads ,
with a smash that sounded almost like ;
a locomotive collision. Neither yield- ;
ed an inch. For a few minutes t-hcy i
pushed and shoved, and then they
backed away, raced around the arena ;
once, and came together with a groat- j
or shock than before. j
Three times the raging beasts met
and parted. Then they locked togeth- ;
er again, and this time even my un- i
trained eye could see that they were j
so furious that they would fight to s
death. They began to hew at each
other with their tusks, and the Rajah
raised his hand. Instantly four can- j
nons at the onds of the arena went off f
with a tremendous roar, and the anl- J
mats, frightened by t"he terrible noise, i
imrtcd and backed off.
Almost beTore I knew It, coolies ap-
poared from all the opening walls, and
while the elephant fighters again kopt
the animals busy, the chains were
Cream Party
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"There's something the matter with our
ice cream." he said at iast.
Patsy read on and Jim waited a min
ute. "Say. Pauy." he mid Anally. "I'll make
a bargain- with you. If vqm'H tell w
Trained Fighter
passed and the two mad elephants were
led off.
Said Towser X. I cantm call
There whUkrra Unttr mine;
I've lm,My y&jt& ike time ef 4ay
W Ma Mr. rercsptat."
Then 12 beautifully clad men of great
size marched into the arena. The gate
opened, and In rushed a rogue ele
phant. Straight at the men he charged,
with his trunk raised and his great
white tusks ready. They parted be
fore his charge, and immediately closed
in behind him again.
Now began a most thrilling dance
with death. The big men danced before
the crazy monster, waved their gar
ments in his face, and dodged him
when it seemed as If he were Just
ready to stamp them to nothing. Sev
eral times the men actually ran under
his legs as he ran down on them, and
his vast trunk came down with a crack
on the very spot where they had been
only the wink of an eye before.
"More than once the elephant fight
ers cut it too line and were forced to
escape through ono of the openings in
the wall. Once the elephant caught
the spear of a fighter and broke it up
as a boy would break a toothpick. An
other time the elephant came down on
top of a man who slipped as he tried
to dodge, and while he lay flat the mon
ster charged with his tusks. Just as it
seemed as if nothing would save him.
the cannon went off again, and the ele
phant paused just long enough for the
man to escape.
After this there came a fight between
a man on horseback and an elephant.
Whenever the brute get too clo to the
horse, the rider VoaW race around a
small round tower that stood in the
arena. The elephant could not get around
ij t&zt as the hore, and the rider
at - l
what's the matter we'll give you one dish
of cream."
. "No." said Patsy. "I guess not. I want
share and share alike."
"That's too much. declared Jlni, start
ing away. He took a few steps, then
turned again.
"Well, come on." he said. "Only yon
don't draw any unless you can tell why
the cream's all soft."-
Away they sped to the, steps. It was
pretty messy looking" with .the bowk in
which they had mixed the cream and the
fruit baskets In which the berries had-
come all lying about soaked, with water
from the Ice- '
Patsy looked Into the freezer. Th
cream was still quite liquid. -
"Did you put in plenty of salt?" she
asked.
"SaltT they cried .in chorus. . "What
do you want salt for?"
It didn't take very long to And a jar
of the coarse kind in' the woodshed and
to remove It with only & slight protest
from Josephine. After ten busy minutes
the cream was so hard that the handle
would hardly turn.
Patsy got out the plate and ft poo as.
Waiter Sheppard took off the cover. My!
but it did look good! The fruit was
beaten all through It and frozen as even
and smooth as satin.
As they got the first mouthful Into
their hungry mouths Mrs. Newton came
to the side door. ' .
"Well, well." she said. "So It's all
done!"'
"Oh, mamma!" cried Jim. "you must
try It. It's Just lovely!"
Mrs. Newton looked dubiously at the
mess around the freezer and was about
! to refuse. However, when she saw how
very urgent the invitation was ehc con
sented to take some off Patsy's plate
and then to have one of her own.
"It really Is delicious." she said. "You
must have put a lot of goodthlngs and
Plenty pt muscle into. It."
A moment's silence followed this re
mark, for the boys knew quite well that
a great deal of their muscle had gone for
nothing.
"To tell honest true. Mrs. Newton."
George Martin said, "we didn't put any
salt In the Ice. and If it .hadn't been
for Patsy's telling us we'd a been turn
ing yet. You set there's some thing?
girls seem .to know that they're born
knowln. I never could Just see why
It wasn t the same with boys."
Mrs. Newton laughed. Way down In
the bottom of her heart Patsy smiled a
double smile. She remembered how George
had-talked about the things "girls don't
know and can t appreciate."
thus "saved his bacon" fevcral times.
i ,uuvu was kiiicu ui ine anair mat. i
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and elephants were killed each year. I
anf glad that I was spared Mich a sight.
and I'm glad that elephant lights
woutdn't be permitted in our own country.
1 wouldn't care to sec another, exciting
as they are.
Like an Owl, Sees
Only at Night
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N a dark and squalid kitchen of a
onc-siur iiousc ouiu on me cug i
of pasture land off the highways In
Cheshire, lives a strange recluse, a for
mer Illinolsan. Henry WolcotL known
In Cheshire as "the human owl." He
Is the last of his race and a descend
ant of the famous Wolcott family, of
Massachusetts and ConnecticuL
Unable to distinguish near-by objects
in daylight, but seeing plainly . and
without difficulty at night. Wolcott has I
I turned day into night, and after night !
. has .settled he goes forth Into the vil- ,
lage for his supplies, or takes long
j walks thrbugh the fields and along the
; river. He Is a nimrod and in soason
makes excursions to Cheshire reservoir
: for bullheads and eels. Daybreak finds
I him back. In his little house to again
I await the coming on of night. -
Although it Is a strange affliction the
I people of Cheshire have ceased to won-
der at IL All admit that he is appar
' ently almost sightless in broad daylight.
in his younger days nc was one oi
the beaux of Cheshire. Well educated,
a charming conversationalist, refined in
bearing, a fine dancer, he was present
I at all of the entertainments of the
J village, the leader of a gay set of young
J Today be lives in poverty and alone.
I Few visit! his habitation. He has cn-
I ; tirely gone out of the village life, and
I I the occasional appearance of the poorly
. clothed, sightless .old man passes wlth-
- out comment
i wolcott built the house wiicre he
j live? because he chose solitude. He
- ; wanted to be alone, away from contact
with his fellows, and the spot he sought
although within ten minutes of the vil-
lage. Is far enough removed to allow
the old man to pass weeks without be-
Ing disturbed by passers-by. He ap -
parently shuns companionship. Once
In a while he goes out and meets a
' few of his old acquaintances and to
thep talks of old daya when he was a
1 part of the life In Cheshire. Then he
J will retire again and will not be seen
I for weeks. t
I The house shows evidence of disuse
and decay. Outbuildings are falling to
ruin. Every window In the structure
! is curtained with heavy paper to ex
clude the UghL Inside, over the one
' serviceable door In the little shanty,
hangs a heavy blanket to keep out light
and cpld.
i His one living-room Is the kitchen,
j It is so dark that an object across the
J little SxlO apartment cannot be dlstin
! g-ulshed by a visitor. Here the "human
f owl" sit day In and day out. smoking
a short black pipe and awaiting tho
I coming on of night, when, in pleasant
; weather. Wolcott sallies forth for sup
j plies or to visit one or more acquaint
ances with whom he keeps up a desul-
i tory touch to learn what Is going on In
the village and the world.
Afflicted by a strange change of vis
! Ion a dozen years ago. Wolcott now
sees distinctly only at night. The rays.
-t of the sun are painrui to his optic
, nerves, sometimes making him com-
nletely blind for days at a time. At
' e.1.8-1!.1. " IV IfrJZr
i full moon he sees with perfect clear
ness.
Some people In Cheshire say that he
has been "moonstruck." a lunar torment
which once settled qn a being Is never
removed. Others say that there Is noth
ing more the matter with Walcott than
that he has lived alone for years, haa
been Improperly nourished and that a
bodily weakness resulting has first at
tacked his eyes, which happened to be
the weakest part.
Tour Eye Will Fool You.
The next time your "crowd" is around
yon just say: "None of you have an eye
that I anr rood. I guarantee that not a
tinE eye in the crowd can see straight"
Of course the challenge will be taken up.
Then you need take only a sheet of thin
pasteboard a visiting card Is the best
and punch a tiny hole In it with a pin.
Give It to any one In the gathering and
tell him to hold the card up toward a
strong light so that the little hole will
be about eight Inches from the eye. Then
give him the pin and tell him to hold It.
head up. between his eye and the hole in
the card.
This is what he will see. The pin that
he Is holding will eem to vanish, and
instead of It there will be an Image of a
pin upside down . In the air behind the
little hole in the card. No matter who
tries it. the result will be the same. .
Solution of Last Sunday's Missing-
Word Puzzles.
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Story of Turco,: the Turtle and Pedro
T
URCO the Turtle was awfully tired.
He and Pcdra. the Other Turtle,
had started out that morning to see
the world. - , -"The
Biggest Bulf Frog down in the
Vunny marsh where they - were all
hatched had told them of a wide river
to which he had Journeyed once, where
great .boats were "sailing up and down;
so the turtles were fired with a desire
to see all these things" for themselves.
They cfallcd out of the sunny marsh
where home and mother were,, and they
paddled through the mud puddles along
the edge, where the tadpoles were knock
ing their heads together; then they
climbed the grassy bank.
It was then that they began to be urea.
Now, you know there are three kinds
of tired. First Is the Cross-tired stage,
and Turco and Pcdra had a fight at the
top of the bank, and Pcdra got 'very mad
indeed, and said she wouldn't go any
farther with such a snapping old turtle
as Turco.
Rea.lly. It was Just her way of crawl
ing out of a difficulty. She was begin
ning to feel that homeland mother were
better than seeing the world, arid crawl
ing down a bank Is easier than crawling
up. Besides, she wanted to feel the cool
water swashing against her shell again.
So Pcdra turned tall, and left Turco to
trudge on alone.
Soon after she left him Turco reached
the Silty-tlred stage. He laughed most
loudly as 'he thought of Pcdra walking .
up that bank for nothing, and then slink- j
Inr Hr pt Ilk n ma-:irn I
Theft he tried to dance a little to make
believe he was not tired, but that only
made him tlreder. and in a few minutes
he had reached the Dumb-tired stage.
He trundled along over the dry earth. I
and oh! how hard and hot it was.
He stepped In the- grass by the side of
the road, and that was cooler, but It
was harder traveling. Great clumps of
clover would .get In his way and bould
ers so big that he had to walk around
them.
He had a strong heart, and he 'had
made up his irilnd to find that, river.
Then lie found himself In front of the
biggest boulder yet.
He started wearily around, and ran
Into something pink and soft and warm. :
It was a Boy's foot. But Turco did not j
know what a boy was. j
"Ouch!" said the Boy. and he Jumped j
off the bounder where he - was sitting. I
"Look. Margy! A snapping turtle.'
"Let's get him for' the Aquarium." said
Little Sister.
"All right, but I'm kind of skecred of
him. You see. snappers they snap and
ef you dont look out they'll bite off your
fingers. I don't know if I dast take hold
of him.".
Little Sister sometimes had ideas. -She
had one now.
THE Darrells and the Wights lived
not very far apart. But the two
farms lay on the opposite sides of a
river. 4
The three Da'rrell boys first met the
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Uftek Sam I playlnr a game of chec ker with one of the other nations. Tu
cannot se tl nation, but you can d iscover which one it U by plajlnc the
Sam rlKlw. If jou can nnd the right object on the board. ana place them la the
proper order thtlr Initials will -ixl I th e name of the 'other natlo.
Start from any or the quare at tti e top and work' downward In regular
eaecXer mere fretn one object to anotb er. -
three Wight girls at a spelling school
In the little brick schoolhouse. After
the spelling school a friendship devel
oped between the young people, and
David thought a whole lot of Jadlce,
while Harvey was paying particular
attention to Ada, and Master Webster,
not to be outdone, wrote notes to little
Jennie and presented her with rolls of
peppermint lozenges whenever his
scanty stock of pocket money would
warrant such extravagance.
When Summer came David and Har
vey "built a foot bridge across the riv
er, and thus were enabled to reach the
Wight farm very .easily. They never
would allow Webster to go with them.
This unkihdness rankled deeply in his
youthful breasL
One night he resolved hat he would
go without asking permission. Accord
ingly, having changed his clothes, he
started off ahead of the other boys.
"Where do you think you are going,
kid?" David called ouL
"I'm going to see Jennie," was the
reply In a determined voice.
"Oh, no. Buddie: said Harvey. "We
don't take Infants along."
Webster knew It would be useless to
protest, but his voice was choked with
rage as be shouted after them:
"I'll get even with you fellers, see If
I don'L"
"You almost scare me." said David.
And Harvey advised him to get out his
spelling book and study the word
"able." .
Mournfully Webster took off the
necktie-that he had spent so much time
in arranging. Then a sudden thought
dried his tears. He searched hurriedly
for a handsaw, fearing lest darkness
should coroeibefore he could carry out
the- nlan. i
Soon some. Inquisitive fishes thought
they saw food floating on the shallow
water under the footbridge, but found
to their disgust .that It was only saw
dust: and a rasoiEz:- n61 . overhead
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TURCO POKED HIS HEAD OUT
"Get a
a little."
stick. Brother, and tease him
The Boy got a stick and poked Turco.
and Turco tucked his head and feet and
tail nil Inside his shell, because he was
just as afraid as the Boy was.
But pretty soon, as the stick kept pok
ing Into him he forget about being scared,
.and he' forgot about being tired, and he
grew as angry as only a snapping turtle
knows how to get.
He put his head out and snapped at
the stick, and he snapped so hard that
he broke It.
"Get a bigger xme." said Little Sister.
So the Boy got a bigger one, and Turco
snapped again, and fairly dug bis teeth
into the. wood.
."If he'll stick on we can carry him
that way." I
The Boy lifted and Turco held on. and
so. dangling from the end of the stick,
he was carried along the road. Just in the
direction he wanted to go.
All of a sudden he saw the blue water.
sent them whisking to hide in a dark
pool under the overhanging bank.
A couple of hours later David and
Harvey were on their homeward way.
The evening had been spent pleasant
ly, and they whistled and sanff as one
closely followed the other -upon the
narro.w bridge. When the middle of It
was reached there came a loud crack,
the music ended abruptly,, and there
was a mighty splash in the depths be
low.
"I told you Td get even." said Web
ster; as the two dripping lorms
emerged from the water.
Story of a Pet Gander.
A gentleman noted for his fondness for
pets lived on a farm in KentucKy. une
mornlnr a rustling In an inverted barrel
just outside the stable door attracted his
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my-
AND SNAtTED AT THE STICK.
right before him. with the boats going up
and down.
"The river! The river!" Turco cried,
and when he opened his mouth he
dropped off the stick, and his Jaws were
too tired to snap any more.
The Boy went cautiously around and
picked him up by the sides of his shell,
where Turco's head couldn't reach, and
dropped him Into an old boat, with moss
and pebbles and water in It.
Two crawfish scuttled out of his reach
and hid behind a stone.
The water felt good, but Turco was
lonesome. He couldn't see the river after
all. and then he wished Pedra was with
him. and then he wished he hadn't come
at all.
He crawled under a pig piece of moss
and cried a little.
But the Boy and Little Sister didn't
know about the way he felt.- All they
said was:
"What a fine start we're getting on
our Aquarium."
attention, and curiosity led him to lift
the barrel.
Out rushed a large white gander, hiss
ing, flapping his wings and uttering a,
succession of discordant squawks. It,
turned out that some neighbor had pu -v-him
there for a joke at the expense of.. 1
the lover of pets. -
After a few days of wildness, "Major,!'
as his new master called him, settled
down with the evident intention of mak
ing' the best of his companionless sur
roundings. He soon learned to take c6m
from hiii owner's hand, and followed him
to the fields, walking majestically up and
down the rowf? of tobacco, so that by
nlght his wings were covered with the
black gum from the leaves.
For a roosting place he chose the fern
bed under his master's window, heralding
the dawn of each morning with a note,
that never failed to rouse his Indulgent
friend.
A sad fate awaited Major. One- morn
ing, while his master was looking after
the horse's. Major ventured too near the
heels of a vicious thoroughbred that gave
him such a violent kick that he was
killed.
Making Crystals Without Trouble.
Dissolve ordinary soda" in a glass of
water, putting in as much soda as the
water will take up. Then tie a common
1 bean to a string and let It hang In tha
j water bo that It will be entirely sub
i merged. The best way to do this Is to
' tie the other end of the string to a piece
of wire or something similar that can be
laid across the top of the tumbler.
Before long a curious thing will happen
to the bean. It begins to cover itself with
tiny spines, until at last It looks like &
tiny porcupine.
The explanation is simple. The bean Is
very porous and soaks up a lot of water,
but the soda in the water cannot enter
the bean and stays outside.
A funny thing can be shown by hang
ing some object that is not porous along
side of the. bean, such as a piece of glass.
Long after the bean has disappeared un
der its accumulation of soda crystals the
bit of glass will remain the same as it
was.
Spoiling oT the Fun.
What a lot of fun ,Id have
If folks would only truit . -
U boys, and not ear all th time,
"You reaJly mustn't must." ? -
AH the thinKs most'nice to do
Happen to b Just " ' .l4r
The' very kind that: -grown-up' folks
Say we mustn't must.
Climbing: up the apple tree. " ,
Playlnr in the 'dust. -
. PJaylnar In the bullr rain - 1
All are mustn't must. '. . . .
3Iy Father. . . J
My father a great bis man.
Most !sht- fet. ta!L I s'pos:' "'
I guess that he ain't much afrait,
No matter where he goes.
If T was only big as him
I'd go most anywhere;
And if a feller laid for me,
Tou bet I wouldn't car el -
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