THE SUNDAY OHEG'OXIAX, PORTIANX), AUGUST 6, 1905,
16
rELL," eaid Dick, "I'm mighty
glad you boys run across them
two mules today. They broke
pasture last July, and I haven't seen hide
or hair of them from that time to this.
I want to tell you, boys, the slickest
thing on this earth Is a mule. The only
slicker thing Is two mules. I wonder they
let you round 'em up. How did you
"We worked a game on "em," replied
Hen. "Me and George was rldln 'long
Antelope Crick this aXtornoon, when we
run acrcst & big bunch of horses. We
looked 'cm over putty careful, but couldn't
see none with our brands on, and we was
a-goln' to ride away, when George he
says, 'Hen. I believe tljey's a mule In
that bunch. I'm a-goin' to cut In and
see.' So In George goes, and, by grab. If
he don't scare up two mules, both of 'cm
with our brands on. Them two, ornery,
long-eared cusses was a-huggln the mid
dle of that herd and a-kcepln' their heads
down clo3t to the ground, so as wo
couldn't see their years. We tried to cut
'cm out of the bunch, but it wa'n't no go.
So. Anally, I tells Hen to pretend we was
after something else, and then when we
got a good chance to rope one of the rat
talls. And we did. We chased a old flea
bitten mare 'round there for awhile, till
the mules got to thlnkln' we'd give them
up. Then all of a suddent, I roped one
of 'em. Jumpln' Jeremlar, but you oughter
eeen him tryin to get out of that noose
before It tightened on "him. - Talk about
your contortionists. They ain't In It with
that mule. But It didn't work. I had
him. and as soon as the noose begun to
shut his wind off, you oughter seen him
come trottln to me and sayln', 'Please,
mister, don't choke me.'
"He was plum eager to be nice then,"
George Interrupted. "And you oughter
have been there and seen that other mule.
Soon as the one was caught, the other
one stuck up his head and blew his din
ner horn some strong. Seein the friend
ship between 'em, we thinks the other
one will maybe foller If we takes the
one off. So' away we goes. It looks fer
awhile as though, we'd missed our guess.
The other onc didn't budge. He Jest .stood
there with his snoot up in the air a-sing-ln'
'When Johnnie Comes Marchln Home,'
while the one wo was leadln' answered
back with "Good-bye, Little Girl, Good
bye.' till we was out of sight. But we
hadn't no more than got over the brow
of the hill till hore comes that other
mule, hell-bent-fer-electlon on our trail.
No single blessedness fer that mule. He'd
stay with his partner, even If It meant
work."
"You bet." roplied Dick. "They are
mighty ohummy, and always were. Evon
when thoy wore little colts, they never
left each other fer a minute except when
they felt in need of a little liquid re
freshment. That's what made me name
them 'Moody and 'Sankey.' That was
a lucky shot, too, for they both grew up
to be pretty good singers. I novor fee
them" together without thlnkln 'bout
Frenehy and pardner."
"Frenchy? Oh! yes." Hen said, "be was
the feller that drunk the Quart of whis
ky to keep his pardner from gettln'
drunk, wasn't ho?"
"That's the man. This was la early
days out here on the plains. The con
struction gang was at work on tne rail
road in Dakota and Montana, and, of
course there were a lot of all kinds of
people followin 'long the line. Frenchy
and pardner were among this crowd of
camp followers, only they were a little
bit bottor than the average run of 'em.
Most of 'em were mavericks from the
States, and were good and careful that
nobody put a brand on 'em.
"Well, they were Just like these mules,
always together, always sharin' what
they had or hoped to have, and pretty
near always in trouble, 'cause botweon
'em they could stir up enough devil
ment to keep a whole regiment busy
stralghtenln out. And when one got into
trouble, that meant that the other would
get into more tryin' to get his chum out.
So, it came pretty .near bein a continu
ous performance with them. But they
kind of seemed to enjoy it; in fact, I
don't think they ever were happy unless
they were in some sort of mix-up.
"Frenchy was a French-Canadian, and
had trapped all over this part of the
country. He was 'bout six foot three and
weighed 300 pounds, and wasn't afraid of
anything that ever lived. The other one
of the pair was a little, sawed-off, dumpy
feller. Nobody knew where he come from
but that was the way with most men
here In those days and nobody knew his
name. They always went by the firm
name of Frenchy and pardner, and as
Frenchy always spoke of his team-mate
as 'Him,' we gained no information from
that source.
"One day down In Dickinson Frenchy
got to tryin' to drink the barkeeper out
of business, and of course, like everybody
who goes up against that game, he was
gettln the worst of it. Now, Frenchy,
when he got full, had a habit of gettln
out In the middle of the street, takln
off his hat and carefully layin it down,
and then struttln up and down and wav
ln his fists In the air. Every once in a
while he would stop, look all around
Jump up In the air. let out a warwhoop.
and yell, 'I'm ze best man in ze countrec.
Kees me, Anne! And the fuller ho got
the carefuller ho was about pardner. He
became awfully afraid something would
happen to 'Him,' especially that he would
got too much nose paint. After every
proclamation, if be didn't see Hlm' any
wheres, he'd make as straight a line as
his shiftln' load would let him for the
nearest saloon, and haul pardner out,
oftentimes much against pardner's decid
ed preferences.
"Well, this day he had pulled pardner
away from the thirst-quencher 'bout a
dozon times. But pardner was dead set
on hclpln Frenchy reduce the supply of
the red and fiery, and every time Frenchy
would lot go of him he'd wobble back to
the saloon. Then Frenchy would repeat
the performance. Finally pardner begun
to get tired of the interruptions and got
mad.
$ut Frenchy wouldn't listen to
pardner. Then pardner sailed Into him.
He couldn't reach high enough to hit
Frenchy in the Xace; so he started In by
kickin him on the shins. Frenchy was
so much surprised at first that pardner
got In several dlck-nailin' raps before
Frenchy woke up to what was goln' on.
Then he grabbed pardner by the shirt
collar and shook him. Did you ever see
. sreat big Newfoundland dog shakin a
little bit of a flee? "Well, that's what this
looked like. Frenchy kept a-shakln', but
pardner kept a kickin', and we all come
pretty near dyin' from laughln.. But
it wasn't no laughln matter with them;
they was dead in earnest.
"Well, I don't know how long- they
would have kept that up, if somebody
hadn't stopped them. Wo was all
A-b&nffin' onto pouts to keep from fsil
V j Ml ' Jr" "Another time, over In "Wibaux, cut off the choicest plecos of meat and put
M' 'f ft Jj pjPJBBP Shorty Smith, who had Just rode in tljerrx InSlt. I-alce- 'And IJest. want to
UVml(fr( 4A4 J&Mf 'SSSSKtlti i ' " had or,ght olueeyes and a big;, deep, I to seFre'nch
j VX .z'ulK- V' flu'n thyl t0"1 sht Bkd n it HC Jumpcd up aved hIa hands the way
X SBISSKBS anrd0" kno t0 It &U Fiyency grabbed prdnerby ' the" arrnnd
in down, when Laramie Joe come
round the corner on his cow-pony. , Ho
was one of these fellers that have lots
of fun, but never do any laughln. He
Just took down his rope, spread out
his noose and roped Frenchy and pard
ner. They were both so drunk and so
much interested In tryin' to make tho
other stop that before they knew what
had happened Joe had loped round
Things Money Cannot Buy
Continued From
were brought across the sea, including
a big ocoan-golng tug, a tender, various
launches, etc
Sir Thomas has spent a vast deal
more money to win the cup than any
other one man has laid out, olther ,to
win or to keep tho cherished piece of
silver. The cup has been defended by
syndicates for many years, thus divid
ing the expenses among a number of
men. each of .whom is amply rich
enough to stand the whole cost of the
defense if he wished to do so.
Sir Thomas' expenses have always
been heavily augmented by his lavish
entertaining, which has ' included. In
variably, about every one who cared to
avail himself" of tho cup-challenger's
hospitality on board his yacht. No
doubt, say his friends, he has under
stood very well that his guests have
Included many never Invited, but that
has made not the slightest difference to
him. His expenditure of good nature
has been as remarkable as his pouring
out of good money, and not n few Amer
icans have sympathized with him in his
three crushing defeats.
Croker Failed to Get
Into the King's Set
RICHARD CROKER'S fruitless at
tempt, with the help of mere
money, tomake hl3 way Into tho Eng
lish racing set, headed by the exalted
personnge who was the Prince of Wales
when Croker began and is now King
Edward VII, has been almost pathetic
Through lieutenants of ono sort and
another Mr. Rookefeller has lately
tried hard to stem the flood of public
disapprobation. Mr. Addicks was con
stancy seeing to It that the public
knew his side of the story nil through
his 16 yoars Senatorial fight. Lawson
and Llpton had their own spectacular
ways of keeping the public informed of
the progress of their battles, out Cro
ker said never a word about his at
tempts to butt Into Edward's circle
from the day he began till the Jay, a
few months ago. when he gave It up as
a hopelessly bad Job.
Croker went to England, ostensibly
to reside there for tho remainder of his
natural life, some' time after the de
feat of his candidate for Mayor, Edward
M. SheparJ, by Seth Low in the memo
rable Republican tidal wave of 1900.
The Tammany chieftain had plenty of
money at the time, and apparently he
thought that by expending it liberally
In patronizing the sport of kings lie
could get into the circle which thrive.
on royal patronage.
For a time it .seemed that he might be
successful. Occasional cablegrams were
sent to American newspapers tolling how
he was getting on .with his ambition. One
of them .said that he had "met and talked
with th Priae Walw." tfotfetaf was
' them four or five times and had them
i wound together so tight they couldn't
move. Then he sets on his horse and
I as solemn as a preacher gives thorn a
lecture on how little boy pardners
piustn't get mad at each -other and
fight. All tho tlmo they were sway In
back and forth. Just about fallin' clear
over, only Joe would hold thorn up
with the rope. But pretty soon they
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said about the subject of their talk, but
there wouldn't have been if the story had
been quite true Edward's extreme dislike
of being quoted in the newspapers Is po
well known that no one who really had
met and had a long conversation with
him would dream of giving any of- tho
details to the press. No British newspaper
man would like to publish puch details,
even if he were to come in possession of
them.
But after a while It leaked out that
Edward .and the self-deposed Tammany
dictator had met face to face once only;
that when they met, Croker saw that
the other man's cigar was out, and that
the extent of conversation on Edward'3
part was a "Thank you." In reply to the
proffer of a light
Yet. for a whIle,Croker got on very
comfortably. He fitted up bis farm at
Wantage handsomely; ho established a
modern dairy upon It; he got together a
fine string of racehorses; and he made
money on the English turf. According to
one Alexander S. Innes. who served as
Crokers overseer for some time, there
were at "Wantage in 1902 30 horses, not one
of which was worth less than 2000
guineas, while the star of the stables,
bought from Earl Rosebery, was well
Worth the purchase price of Ac
cording to this same authority. Croker's
winnings on tho British racetrack for one
year were 23.000, or about 5111.000. There
were deductions to bo made for expenses,
but after these were made there was ntlll
a handsome net profit.
According to Innes and others the for
mer Tammany boss cut quite a wide
swath of a sort In England for some time.
He kept about 130 hands busy all the
time on his estate; he drove and rode; he
manifested a good deal of Interest in the
local politics of "Wantage without taking
personal part in them, of course, and
once, when a "tout" invaded his stables
to get inside Information about the Croker
horses the master of "Wantage soundly
horsewhipped him.
Through other channels, mainly Amer
ican friends of Croker who have visited
him, news of his delight with England
in general and "Wantage In particular was
repeatedly wafted to thee shores. But
one day. to the consternation of his
friends remaining In New Tork and the
unfeigned delight of others who had
ceased to revere him, the appalling Intel
ligence came that Croker had been ruled
off the British racetracks at the King's
request
At first this could not be credited, but
confirmation came all too soon. For a
while some mystery was maintained as to
the King's reason, but later It became
known that Croker had sent a man to a
horse sale and had Instructed him to bid
for a horse which the King was known
to desire for himself.
I Croker had attempted to win his way
'aleng a most difficult path with mere
money, and, failed. Had he possessed tact
as well as money, and had he used his
money half as skillfully as Sir Thomas
Llpton used his when anxious to gain
rcyal I&vor, Croker might at least have
Tie J tut took down bis rope, spread out bis
- i .
noorol&Cil rcped FrrociiV tad,ranlaer."
fdo topple down In a heap. , So we go
out, pick them up and carry them over
. into the shade and lay them down. I
( can see them now, with their arms
, tied round each other as though they
: wore makln love, but still mad as hor
! nets. But pretty soon they both go to
Sleep like two good little boys in a
i little white bed. And when they woke
1 up they woro as friendly as ever.
been allowed to keep on racing his horses
In England. Sir Thomas, It will be ro
raembered, got his title by contributing
a large sum of money for a dinner to the
poor at the tlmcof the Queen's Jubilee.
Croker's retirement to Ireland after the
King had snubbed him, and his rumored
impending return to America are well
known to the public.
Mere Money, Society
anfi Harry Lehr
THE cynically-minded often point to
the career of various millionaires not
born to the social purple who get Into
the most exclusive circles apparently by
rcason of their wealth alone.
But the society-folk laugh this assump
tion to scorn. Thoy say that mere money
never got any one into society, no mattor
what tho public believes, and declare that
without tact and some knowledge of the
society game the richest man that ever
lived never could get in. For every multi
millionaire family that has made its way
to cocial prominence they point to some
one else, cither now living or of a past
generation, who failed, in spite of great
wealth. The success -of the descendants
of those who have failed In the past
doesn't count they say; It only proves
that the descendants learned the game be
fore making the attempt
It would be perilous to name any oi
thO50 now living who arc said to bavo
tried and failed, because tomorrow morn
ing's .paper. may tell of the engagement
of the son of some one generally sup
posed to be hopelessly out of the running
to some girl whose family Is a pillar of
the society structure, or of the sudden
social acceptance of some entire family
whose members have been supposed to be
permanently distasteful to the elect
But that money in great amount is not
at all necessary to acceptance by the elect
is clear from tho careers of two men
Ward McAllister, deceased, and the living
but astonishing Harry Lehr. McAllister
waa relatively a poor man all his life.
So was Harry Lehr until his marriage to
a "Philadelphia widow. McAllister, It Is
true, began his social career as a sort of
retainer. He managed various notewor
thy social functions in about the same
way that an - undertaker conducts a
funeral. Before long be was actually
the authority to decide who should at
tend the most exclusive receptions, balls
and other gatherings. His phrase, "The
Four Hundred." attracted an Immense
amount of attention to the class to which
he applied it
Lehr's career has been a little different
He sot his social start in much the way
McUllster got his. and through the same
family. But he has not been the recog
nized authority In making out lists, nor Is
be anything like as big a man in -New
York society today as McAllister was.
'Those who know Lehr and his standing
vers 'well aver that his social success Is
due mainly to the fact that most society
folk arc much like the dowager Mrs. As
tor In belnz as short of amusing Ideas
as they ore long of cold cash. Lehr Is
prolific of the sort of Ideas that make
them laugh.
On one occasion, the story goes, he was
a guest at a dinner given by a well-known
"Another tlnie, over In "Wibaux.
Shorty Smith, who had Just rode in
from down the trail, got to tellln 'bout
his experiences. Shorty was a most
convlncln sort of a cuss, and could
make you believe anything1 he wanted
to almost. They called him Shorty be
cause he was- about six feet two. He
had bright blueeyes and a big. deep,
bass voice that would make good on a
four-flush any time. Shorts- knew It
was dangerous to try to string a crowd
like that, but before he got through
he had managed to let all but Frenchy
and. pardner know It was a josh.
"Well, he was tellin what happened
to him over In the Rockies. He had
told us some pretty tall stories, and
we all begun to sco that he was just
dbln all this so as to stalk Frenchy
and pardner, who were slttln there,
dostroyln the nosepaint and taklln in
all that Shorty was sayln. At last,
when he thought everything was all
right, he sprung that old yarn of
Brldger's 'bout Salt Lake. Never
heard of Brldger? "Why, ho was tho
feller that discovered all this country.
He was a great liar, too,- and whenever
he told anything he had saw or done
everybody knew It was a lie. That's
why, when he went "back to tho States
and told the people about what won
ders ho had found out here In what Is
now Yellowstone Park, they didn't pay
no attention to him. He tried to make
'em believe "bout them geesers and
mud wells and Ink pots and the fall3
and the canyon, but they just said to
thomsdves. Oh. that's another one of
Brldger's lies.' and wouldn't listen.
"Well, this time Shorty was tellln
Brldger'a atcry "bout Salt Lake, only he
.told It as though It had happened to him.
He said that ono day as he was rldln
"long up In the Salt Lake country ho saw
a lot of Injuns runnln' a big herd of
buffalo 'cross the prairie. He couldn't
savvy the game at first, 'cause they
didn't seom to be shootln; but bye-and-bye
he seen them headin the herd to
ward a big high bluff. By this time the
buffalo? were all stampeded, and It wasn't
no trick at all to send 'cm pilln over
that bluff. It was 'bout two hundred feet
straight down and of course hundreds
of the buffalos were killed. After the
Injsn? bad got all the skins and meat
they wanted. Shorty.says, he went down
and skinned all the rest of the buffalos.
society woman who Is very fond of horses
and who, sometimes, wearies her ac
quaintances by making the noble animal
the sole topic of her talk. At the dinner
party she lived up to her blue china so
well that everyone was bored beyond en
durance. No matter who broke the thread
of her horso talk, she took It up again
Immediately, and by tho time the dinner
was half over there was general despair.
At that stage of he proceedings Lehr,
who had not uttered a word about any
thing, broke in with this:
"A horse Is an oblong animal, with four
legs, one at each comer."
Everybody laughed consumcdiy at this
sally; the horsy hostess saw the point,
and from that time till the dinner party
broke up the conversation was devoted to
a variety of toptes.
At another time when with a party of
swell bathers. Lehr. who had donned a
bathing suit like the rest, would venture
Into the water only far enough to wet his
toes, he explained his reluctance to do so
by saying:
"No. the water Isn't too cold; that
isn't what's the matter. But you know
It's so salty, and I'm so o o fresh!"
Lehr Is known as "the lamb" by hl3 In
timates, because of his almost Invariable
good nature, but he somotlmes loses his
temper, nevertheless. He is particularly
averse to being "snapped" by amateur
photographers, and once at Newport
when a woman not "in society pointed a
camera at him and his wife while they
were out driving together, he stopped the
horses, jumped to the ground, rushed up
to the amateur photographor. and round
ly scolded her. Had she not been a wom
an, he said, he should havo Insisted on
taking her camera away from her to find
out what was inside.
The woman hadn't the least idea, who
ho was when she focusscd her picture-box
on Lehr, his wife and their turnout. She
had no notion, as ho suspected, of offer
ing the resultant picture to a publisher,
and attempted to' take it only because she
thought the picture would be a pretty
one. It may be added that it wasn't a
success.
It Is apparent that Lehr knows tho so
ciety game.
DEXTER MARSHALL.
Gay Little Dandelion.
Agnes Loo Khan Hughe. In The Coast
"Gar little dandelion blossom.
Wfcere dW reo corae from, pray?"
"A dear Httle angel spilled me. tee.
From Jaer Jeweled boat one dar."
"Kow mt you with hair like threads of gold.
Oh, sweet flower.' tell me thUr"
"A sunbeam tumbled" Jnto ray heart.
While trying to steal. a klaa."
"And the Jewels last gleam " on your ruf fied
frock.
Are they Elfts from a suitor gayl"
"Ah. No. 'twas a fairy scattered her geais
On my gown, aj she passed this way."
"Why la your youth have your curls of gold.
Turned to such sllvry white?"
"Bcau-V I stayed up to peep at the morn
And he stole my gold, for vplte."
"Oh! Where will you go, when the grarses
chant
O'er your poor withered form good-bye?"
"Ah! Then I will light the world by night ,
With the st&r points In. yonder sky."
get all I want.'
"Well. sir. you ought to have been there
to see Frenchy when Shorty got through.
He Jumped up. waved his hands the way
them Dagoes do, and after orderln' drinks
for the crowd, shouted Ah. ha, se grand
countree! I go zere zls night. Come!'
And he grabbed pardner by the arm and
started out. But pardner was not ready to
go. and made a fight. But Frenchy
wasn't very drunk, and In 'bout three
minutes he had pardner hog-tied. Five f
minutes later he had him packed 'cross
his pony, head on one side and feet on
the other. Then, getting on his own
pony, he started west, takln' pardner
along with him. and payln no attention
to his cussin' and pleadln. They got as
far as Glendlve that night, where some
crazy fool gave tho Joke away, and spoiled
a- nice, long trip that Frenchy had planned
for himself and pardner. The noxt tlmo
Frenchy saw Shorty he was goin to shoot
him. but Shorty, with his honest eyes
and his big. serious voice, convinced him
it wasn't a joke at all, bought a few
drinks for the two Inseparables and made
everything square in no time.
"But there came a time when Frenchy
and pardner took different trails. They
had to separate, though I haven't no
doubts thnt they have since got together
again and are sharin whatever they get.
Just os they used to do. It wasn't one of
these talked-over, arranged and agree-to-dtsagree
separations. It was purely un
expected and awful sudden.
"Well, this Is how It come about. It
all took place at Medora. long before
Roosevelt come out there and took up the
Maltese Cross ranch, and before the
Marquis de Mores built that house up on
the butte, or put In his slaughter-house.
The Northern Pacific had worked Its way
on through toward the West, and all
along the line there was somethln' doln
all the time. The Government had
troops scattered along the road to try to
keep some kind of order on the right of
way, so the work could go on. Maybe
tho bluecoats did keep things more peace
ful than they otherwise would have been,
but It always struck me that whenever
there was any shootln or klllin', one or
Hubbard's "Little Sermons,"
Aphorisms by the Editor of The Philistine.
s
OCIALISM Is simply the Golden
Rule unllmbered.
Board of Strategy' never fights: a
Woman's Congress always does.
That for which we clutch we lose.
Self-preservation prompts men to
move in the line of least resistance.
Men do not lack strength; they lack
the will to concentrate.
A llttlo seriousness is a dangerous
thing; too much is absolutely fatal.
Abolish fear and you can accom
plish whatever you wish.
f'e are not punished for our sln3,
but by them.
The man who is always having his
feelings hurt Is about as pleasing a
companion as a pebble in -a shoe.
Life Is expression, and wo aro en
deavoring to express the beauty that
Is in our hearts. This llfo is full of
gladness and. mayhap. It is the gate
way to another, and to livo woll here
is surely the best preparation for. a life
to come. God Is good, and we are not
afraid.
Truth Is so mighty that Its po
tency has sometimes turned the heads
of those who taught It
Speak well of everyone If you speak
of them at all. None of us Is so very
good.
t
If you would have friends, first learn
.toylo without them.
Priests are not allowed to marry, be
cause if they "did the secrets of the
confessional would be called over back
fences the next day.
Our speech Is Intelligible only to our
own. I enter into no arguments and
deal in no apologetics. If you do not
comprehend me without explanations,
you novor will with them; explana
tions do not explain, and arguments
very seldom convince.
And as the years go by and count
themselves with the eternity that lies
behind, I shall not be here; and my
daughter will do as' I have done and
as you havo done stand by an open
grave) and, ask In anguish: "If a man
more of them soldiers was In It. Still,
I'm not sayln they didn't help keep somfr
order.
"Well, there was a company stationed a(
Little Missouri, as the post was called
just at the end of the bridge 'cross thi
river from Medora. One day Frenchj
and pardner come In from the range with
money in their pockets, and of cours
they begun to lrrlsate their throats, aad
the more they Irrigated, the more the?
wanted to. So by the time that night
eome. they were primed and cocked.
Pardner was more Inclined to fall down
somewhere and go to sloop. But Frenchy
always felt like gettln out In the mlddl
of the road and darln the tvorld to com
at him. Well, he had announced several
.and sundry times that he was ze best
man In ze countree. tuid had commanded
Anne, whoever she was, to kis3 htm: but
all his efforts had been useless. No ons
had come out. to dispute his title to cham
pionship, and Calamity Jane, the only
woman in town, didn't appear to be look
In for kisses. So Frenchy pulled hU
guns and started to shoot out all th
lights he could see. Naturally he was
seeln' three or four lights where thera
was only one. and it took several shots)
before he fount! out which was the real
light. So the way he kept pluggln away
must have sounded like- a young war.
Course he wasn't doing- no real harm,
he wasn't on the warpath, and could
shoot straight enough not to hit anybody.
The only danger was that somebody would!
get mad at him for dousin the glims,
and would shoot back. Then there would
be trouble.
"Well, the soldiers they heard the firin,
and pretty soon here comes a Corporal
and two or three privates. Just plain hunt
In for trouble, it seemed. By this tlmo
Frenchy hod got thirsty again and went
Into Arkansas Joe's saloon. Pardner had
somehow disappeared. and ranybo
Frenchy was half-way lookln for him.
Anyway ho went into Arkansaw's place.
Ho hadn't more than got Inside when th
soldiers come in " a-lookln for him.
Frenchy was standln at the bar whea
they come In. and they were right on
top of him before he knew It. Cours
he wouldn't have been caught so easy
If he hadn't been drunk. But they go
the drop on him and took his guns away
almost before he could turn round.
"They started to march him away but
he wouldn't go. They took hold of him,
and tried to pull him along, but he waa
as stout a a horse, ami they couldn't
make much headway with him. Then they
begun to treat him rough. And finally
the Corporal clubbed his six-shooter and
hit Frenchy over tho head. That mad
Frenchy good and mad. He didn't hava
no weapons, but all the same he sailed
Into them soldiers some strong. And all
the time he was yellln like a ma 'bll
for pardner. But pardner didn't show
up. Frenchy and the soldiers were pullln
and haulin and wrostlln' nil over the,
room, and Frenchy wasn't gettln much
the worst of it, although they were four
to one against him. The soldiers were
all dubbin" him with their six-shooters,
or tryin to, and Frenchy was bleedln1
like a gored steer. Then Fronehy spied
an ax In the corner, and. grabbln It up.
he smashed tho Corporal over the head
with it and brought him down cold. Ho
was (Just raisin Jt again to land on an
other soldier when ono of them shot
him through tho heart. He fell forward
and rolled over on his back.
"Just then pardner come runnln Into
the room. I reckon some one had told
him 'bout the fight, or maybe he had
heard Frenchy's call. Anyway, he busted
In just as Frenchy flopped over Without
lookln' nt the soldiers, he rushed over to
where Frenchy laid, threw himself flat
on Frenchy's chest and cried: 'O Frenchy.
you son-of-a-gun. you'll be in hell In a
minute and a half.'
"Frenchy rolled his eyes round, gasped
once and cashed In his chips, and we all
allowed that pardner was 'bout a mfnuto
off in his calculations on the time."
"And what becamo of pardner?" wf3
asked.
"Oh. he was plumb lost without Frenchy.
He Just went 'round huntln' trouble. Ono
night he laid In wait for the soldier that
had shot Frenchy. but he had too much,
nose-paint aboard, they said, and missed
his aim. Then the soldier dropped him.
and he went hurryin off to join Frenchy.
I've always fusplcloned that maybe "ho
missed that shot on purpose. caur ho
sure was some lonesomo without
Frenchy."
die. shall he live again?" And tho
falling clods will give no sign, and tho
winds that sigh and sob through trees
will, make no reply; but hope and Iovo
will answer yes.
A woman enn forgive a beating, bui
to be forgotten never.
Many a man's reputation would not
know his character If they met on thl
street.
Tho province of art Is not to present
a specific message, but to Impart 4
feeling.
Genius is the capacity for evading
hard work.
A CRIMINAL One who does by il-
legal means what all the rest of us def
legally.
Sister of the Suds.
Brisbane Bulletin.
The woman of the washtub.
She works till fall of night:
AVlth soap and suds and seda
Her hands ara wrinkled white.
Her diamonds are the sparkles
The copper Are supplies;
Her opals are the bubbles
That from the suds arise.
The woman of the washtub
Has lost. the charm of youth;
Her hair is rough ami homely.
Her fl&uro Is uncouth;
Her temper 1b like thunder.
With no one she agrees
The children of the alley.
They cling around her knees.
The woman at the washtub.
She, too, had her romanee;
There was a time when lightly
Her feet flew In the dance.
Her feet were silver swallows. -
Her Hps were flowers of fire;
Then she was brljcht and early.
The blossom of desire.
0 woman at the washtub.
And do j'ou ever dream
Of all your days gone by In
Your aureole of steam?
From birth till we are dying
Tou wash your sordid duds,
O' woman of the washtub!
O sister of the suds! .
One night I saw a vision
That filled my soul with dread
1 saw a woman-' washing
THe grave clothes of the dead.
The dead were all the living-
And dry were lakes and mres-
Tne Titrtnan at the washtub.
She washed them with her tears.
I saw a line with banners
Hung forth In proud array
The banners of all battles
From Cain to Judgment day;
And. they were stiff with slaughter
And blood from hem to hem.
And .they were red with glory.
And she was washing- them.