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THE -SUNDAY- OREGOXIAy, PORTLATB, OCTOBER 1, 905.
T&t Carson's Close Friend mdAfrk
cA.PA ULSELL of PORTLAND TELLS jrm&LLING EXPERIENCES
OVER in "Woodstock, a suburb of
Portland, lives an old man, "who
in the early years of the nine
teenth century was a familiar figure on
the great plains of the West and in the
Rocky Mountains. He was a bosom com
panion of Kit Carson, the famous scout,
Indian fighter, hunter and trapper.
Although he is 89 years old, his mind
is still, clear, and he recalls without ef
fort many of tho events of those excit
ing, and dangerous days when the In
dian roamed the country and made war
on the white man.
This man is Jeremiah A. Paulsell. On
the plains he was known as Jack Shep
herd, and later, as veteran of the Mex
ican War, Colonel Jack Shepherd. He
served through the Civil War. and has
resided in Oregon more than 20 years.
However, it is not of his life in Ore
gon or as a soldier that we are to deal
with now, but as a hunter and trapper
when he was a member of Kit Carson's
famous band. Two years ago he came
to Portland, after selling his farm in tho
interior of the state, and he says he In
tends spending the remainder of his
days quietly in his retreat at Wood
stock. He owns a comfortable home in
that suburb, and on the second floor of
hla workshop he has fitted up a little
den, wherein are trophies of the chase,
knives made by his own hands and many
other ' curious souvenirs of a wild and
rough life in the dense timber and in the
wild and rugged mountains. Here ho
sits by the hour while his mind drifts
back over his long and eventful career.
The most interesting of his relics is
probably an old muzle-loading rifle that
at one time was a flintlock weapon, but
to which was later attached a percussion-cap
lock. Colonel Jack, as he likes
to be called, says he and Carson both
used this rifle, and that when he parted
with the famous old scout for the last
time at the beginning of the Mexican
War he kept the weapon.
"It was at this parting that Carson
and I exchanged confidences, and I
learned the trapper's true name," said
Colonel Jack one day last week. "Neither
of us believed we would ever meet again,
and we each pledged ourselves not to
reveal the other's Identity so long as
we both lived. Therefore, I feel free
In saying that Carson's right name was
George Harris, and that ho was born
near Lexington, Ky. This information
may startle some people, but it is the
truth. He ran away from home when
he was about 12 years of ago because
he could not agree with his stepmother,
and he never, so far as I know, saw his
father or mother afterwards."
Jack Shepherd, as we will call him
m thfs story, was with Kit Carson along
about 1840, when the famous trapper and
his band were working along the Yel
lowstone River, in the midst of tneir
sworn foes, the Blackfeet Indians.
"There were about a hundred of us In
N ffPAN CAMPAGMS
this band," said Shepherd, in recount
ing the experiences of this perilous trip,
"but we felt strong enough to take caro
of ourselves against the red devils; in
fact, we were keen for a fight any timo
with the Blackfeet, for we hated them
like poison. We trapped all through the
season without meeting with much op
position from the savages, and we were
at a loss to account for their inactlv-i
ity. Wo learned later from some friend
ly Crow Indians that smallpox had bro
ken out In the Blackfeet tribe, and that
they were not in condition for fighting.
We were destined lator to have several
bad brushes with thorn, though, as you
will see as we get along with this
"Our troubles that Winter were not
with the Indians. We had to battle
against the cold. We went into camp
with tho Crows Jn a pretty valley. The
next Spring we left the Yellowstone and
went to the headwaters of the Missouri,
and it was there we became engaged In
a big battle with the redskins. We stum
bled suddenly upon one of their camps.
Carson, myself and several others of tho
party went ahead to reconnolter, and we
found them packing their animals and
making all preparations to depart.
"This was not an opportunity to be lost.
Hurrying back to our main body we In
formed them what we had seen. A coun
cil of war was Immediately held and it
-wag Anally decided to send out 50 of our
best men to fight our old enemies.
"Reaching the village we charged right
into It. shooting down probably a dozen
or fifteen warriors. The Indians began to
retreat after recovering from their sur
prise and for several hours wo charged
them again and again, gradually driving:
"In our eagerness to punish the devils
we sort of forgot ourselves and all of a
sudden we woke up to the fact that our
ammunition was getting low. We were
In for it then. The Indians. Just as soon
as our fire slackened, understood, and
with horrible yells that sent the-blood
running cold In even our veins they ral
lied and charged us.
Hand to Hand Struggle.
"There was no escape, we had to fight
them hand to hand. They came on us
like demons. Never before nor since was
I ever in a more desperate battle, and I
have been in a good many engagements
in my time. They forced us now to re
treat in turn, "but we fought every step
of the way. I remember that during the
thickest of this fight a horse of one of
the trappers fell with him and pinned
him to the ground. I have forgotten, this
fellow's name. Anyhow that don't make
any difference, the point I want to make
is- about the bravery of Kit Carson and
to show how he never hesitated to go to
the aid of a fallen companion.
"Carson saw the accident and leaped
from his horse. About a dozen warriors
were bounding toward our fallen com
rade, bent on taking his scalp. Carson
rallied us and. taking quick aim. dropped
one of the warriors in his tracks. A
dozen or more of us jumped from our
horses and we saved our friend. Only
two of those Indians returned to the main
band, and both of them were wounded.
Carson's horse became frightened and raaJ
away, iie jumped up behind me on my
horse and wo manaced to get out of the
thick of the fight, where Kit captured hla
horse and was soon at our head again.
In the meantime the reserve part of our
band came up and we drove the Indians
off. We managed to kill quite a number
of the savages- but wo lost. I think, five
men and several of us were wounded.
Carson as Trapper and. Hunter.
"Carson was famous at this time as a
hunter and trapper. His name was
known over the entire western country
and to be a member of his band was con
sidered an honor. Trapping beaver In
those days was hard work, as we often
had to travel many miles before we could
locate a point where the little furry ani
mals lived, and fights with tho Indians
"becarao a part of our existence. I will
never forget another battle we had later
with a band of Blackfeet. We had gone
to old Fort Hall and sold out our stock
of furs, bought ammunition and supplies
and started north for the Missouri River.
Arriving at that stream we were prepar
ing t tret our traps when we were at
tacked by the Indians. We ran to cover
In the brush, as the band of warriors was
strong and their attack fierce.
"As you no doubt know, we wero armed
in those days with the old-fashioned flint
lock rifle. I carried this one you see
here the weapon I had a moment ago
when your photographer took the picture
of my den. This was a trusty weapon
Kit had carried tho winter before and I
bought It from him beforo -we left Fort
Hall, a friend having made him a present
of a new weapon. The weapon Is a
muzzle-loader, but I want to tell you that
we could load our guns about as fast as
you modern fellows can shove cartridges
Into a modern gun. Of -course, we only
had a single ball, but under the leader
ship of Carpon we were trained to make
every shot count. We waited for a band
of Indians to approach within a certain
distance and then we flred. Every ball
found its Indian and this seldom failed
to check their advance.
"Always In a fight we had bullets In our
mouths. Just as soon as we fired we
pulled the stopper from our powderhorn
with our teeth, measured out the pow--der,
dropped It Into the barrel of our rifle,
spit out a bullet to which was attached a
patch usually a bit of canvas stuck on,
with tallow at the same time wc rammed
tho bullet home. All this was done In less
time than It takes me to tell about, and
by the time the savages recovered from
their shock and were upon us again, we
greeted them with another well-directed
volley. In this way we kept them off of
us and only on very desperate occasions
when we were greatly outnumbered, did'
we have to engage In a hand-to-hand
"Well, In this particular fight I started
out to tell about a few moments ago, wo
took refuge In a thicket. We met their
advance with a volley and as usual their
foremost warriors dropped In their tracks,
either killed or mortally wounded. The
band was large and they rallied quickly.
Again and again they charged us and
they kept up the fight all day. 8evcral
of our boys were badly wounded thaVday
and there wns more than ono desperate
half-hour before tho sun went down.
"At last the Indians, after several at
tempts, succeeded in setting- the under
brush afire. .The wind was In our direc
tion and things looked mighty bad for us.
underbrush burned fiercely but It so J
x?ned there was a break" In the brush !
between the savages and our stronghold
and then, seemingly by the hand of Prov
idence, the wind suddenly changed and the
fire died out. While the Indians were re
laxing as they watched tho progress of
the fire, our little band of about SO men
was planning for action. Carson decided
to lead a desperate charge. Getting every
thing ready, we dashed through the
smoke, uttering yells as bloodcurdling as
any savage ever uttered. Our fierce at
tack was so sudden and unlooked for and
our aim so true that the Indians were
forced to retreat. Besides, as the fire
died out about this time, tho Redskins be
came disheartened and they drew off en
tirely. The Indians hung near us and
made life miserable for us. If a man ven
tured too far from tho camp ho was sure
to be either killed and scalped or else
he had a running fight for his life. This
grew monotonous after a time, and Car
son decided to abandon the country and
Journey to the Columbia River. I left his
party here and proceeded with another
party toward Fort Bent. Jn what Is now
the State of Colorado. I did not see Car--son-
again until he came to Fort Bent
some time later and took up his life there
as a hunter for the fort, a Job he held for
seven or eight years. He wa3 often on
the trail, though, and I saw him here and
in New Mexico many times until tho out
break of the Mexican war."
Colonel Jack shed much light on the per
sonal character of Kit Carson and his
men. Carson had an original band of boon
companions after he became a leader
among the trappers. Colonel Jack says,
and he remember their names.
Obadiah Oldway at the Fair
What Pioneer Philosopher From Hoaxville Saw First Day He Attended.
OAXVILLE. Or.. Sept. 27.-Mr. Ed-
1 tor.) Ab I was a-sayln the next
, mornln after we got to Portland
wo got up early to seo the Fair.
We didn't get bi'cakfast till nigh about
" o'clock. Think of It! There we'd come i
all that ways to see somethln' and then
couldn't get breakfast till that time o'
day. Why, to home have breakfast
at half past five rcglarf and I says to
the boss, says I: "Mister. It's a shamo
and a dlsgraco to keep us awaltln this '
way. We'd ought to havo been out to
the Fair grounds by this time, and
hero we ain't started."
"You couldn't get. into the bull Jin's
If you was out there," says he. "They
don't open up till 3 o'clock, so you've
got ptenty of time" "Don't open up till
9 o'clock," -says I, "what's that for? A
feller can't sec much again noon If
that's the way It Is. Well. Hanncr, I
guess we'd better be agoln along-. It'll
take some time to walk out there."
"Why. man." says the boss, "you don't
want to walk; take the street-car at
the- door and It'll land you at the Fair
grounds without no trouble." "Yes,
Obadiah," says Hanner, "let's. J ain't
never roJe on one of them things yet.'1
So we went out on tho street and
pretty soon one of them cars como
along and stopped to let a lot of other
people on, and wo got on too. There
wasn't seats enough so I had to stand
up. A feller come along- and nudged me
nnd says he. "Fare, please." "Yes, sir,"
says I. "that's where Hanner and mc Is
"Well, give me a nefcel apiece and
hurry up about it," says ho kinder
cross. You see It costs 5 cents to ride on
one of" them cars; I'd heard of that be
fore, but It had slipped ray mind.
We g-ot out where all tho rest aid.
and sot in line to set our tickets as
a officer told us to. After we'd paid a
"Thero were just seven of us In -the
original band," said Colonel Jack. "Be
sides Carson, their names were Pete Hoff
man. George -"Rogers, Simon Taylor, Sum
Slkes, Sam GInthcr and myself- All of
us were with him in the Blackfeet coun
try, and all but myself went with Carson
to the Columbia River. I was figuring
on returning to my home In the civilized
world, and that Is why I left them."
Jeremiah A. Paulsell, alias Jack Shep
herd, was born In Western Territory,
now Indiana, near Indianapolis. In 1S1&.
He enlisted In the United States Army
when he was IS years old, and Uiat Is
how he first ."reached the plains. He was
dubbed Jack Shepherd after he Joined
the Army, .'and the name stuck to him
all through, his life on the plains and in
the mountains. Ho says that soon after
he enlisted a soldier stole his overcoat,
and that tho affair finally got to the ears
of General Harney. The General, he says,
told him to steal the first overcoat he
could get his hands on, and the first gar
ment of this kind ho found lying loose
happened to belong to the General. The
theft was discovered and General Harney
had tho young private called before him.
Young Paulsell reminded the General of
the advice he had given, and General Har
ney thereupon gave Instructions that the
recruit's name should be changed on the
roll to that of Jack Shepherd, and Jack
Shepherd he was from that time on.
In the fight with the Mexicans at Buena
Vista, Shepherd was made a Colonel on
the field, he says, after the death of
Colonel Mason. At the close of this strife
he returned to his old homo In Indiana.
Later he went to Germany and served
for awhile In the army. He returned to
America at the outbreak of the Civil War.
dollar for the two of us they sent us
through a kinder criss-cross arrange
ment which was soraetaIngllka a lot
of 3awbucks stacked up on top of each
other, and only one person could go
through at a time. It struck me as beln
a pretty good thins, and I was alooklnl
to see how It was made, and awonderln
If I could fix somethln Hko It In the
cow stable to keep old Llney from
crowdln In out of her turn, when a
man come up and says he: "'Flclal
guide, only 10 cent3." "No," says I. 'T
ain't agoln ishln'; I've come to see tho
Fair. I can fish at home." "'Flclal
guide," says he, "tells you all about
the Fair and whero to go." "I'm agoln'
where I dern please," ays I, 'I've paid
50 cents to get In here and I'm agoln
to see everything; do you understand?
Flshln or no flshln'." Ho looked at me
as If he wanted to argue the case, but
he saw that I meant business and he
let me be.
I can't tell you what It all looked
like, but the whole thins was mlghty
pretty. The bulldln's was all so nice
lookln. the sun was ashinln', and tho
water atwlnklln as the poet says till
Hanner. she got sentimental and says
shei "Obadlnh, If the streets was paved
with sold instead of this hero sandy
stuff. I'd say we'd sot to heaven, tho
brightness of it dazzles my eyes Just
like the Seripter says."
"Yes," madame," says a feller who
was standln' by a little table, "that's
just right; you need a pair of thene
here smoked glasses to protect your
eyes; they're only 25 cents, and you'll
ruin your eyes without em."
Well, sir. Hanner, she hardly ever
gets caught by any peddlers, but I
reckon she was so overcome with what
she seen that she didn't realize what
sho' was adoln. and she bought a pair
ot them things an put 'em on before I
had' time to reason with her. "It's a
good thing you've sot me along," says
I, "or you wouldn't havo a cent to your
name by night. You've paid twice what ,
them things Is worth." -She dldn't"an--swer,
and we went on. .
We come to a little low bulldin' and I
says to a officer, says I. "What's in there.
Mister?" "The art exhibit," says he, "the
finest thing on the grounds" "I reckon
we want to see it then," says I, agoln'
In. "Here!" says he, "You can't take that
umbrell with you." "Why?" says I. "It's
against the rules," says he, "there's a
place over here where they'll take . care
of It for you for a few cents." "I'll just
stand It up here "round this corner," says
I, "It's got my name worked on the edgo
in red thread, so I'll know It If anyone9
gets oft with It."
"There's no danger, I guess," say3 ho
You seo he Just wanted to get that
money out o me but he see I was too
smart for him."
When we got Inside there was nothln'
thero but a lot of chromos. People wa3
awanderln' up and down the rooms and
sayln. "Oh. what wonderful art! It goes
Into my soul! Ah, how I wish I could
have met the man who painted that plc
Jer!" and so forth. They was all atryln'
to look wise and as If they was just llvln
to look at them plcters and .expectln' to
die as soon as they got outside. We
knowed we didn't have but a day or two
for the whole Fair and we couldn't spend
half of the time tryin to make people
think we could paint "plcters, so we Just
hurried on through. There was plcters of
angels and babies and old women, and a
man ahoeln' potatoes, and a man agoln'
lomewheres with his wife and baby on a
donkey, and flowers and mountains and
everything. I didn't care much for it
so when we got outside and got the um
brell which was astaindin where I'd loft
It, we went Into a big bulldin' where there
was a lot of Japs and Egyptians and Per
sians asellin everything from a tea cup
to a bed quilt. Hanner, she was com
pletely took up with the fancy needle
work of them Japs. Sho said it wa3
worth the money we'd paid to get In just
to see that. Maybe it was. I don't know.
Next we went Into a big log bulldin. I
tell S'ou that there took my eye. Gosh!
but there was some big timbers - In it.
I'll bet It would stand a good many years
without needln repairs. I'd like to have
It out on my place after the Fair Is over.
I could use it to house up every critter on
the ranch. If there'd come a big storm 1n
Winter, sheep, goats and all, and still
have room to spare.
Thero was some fine planks on the In
side to show the different kinds of wood
we've got, and ther can't none of "em
beat Oregon when It comes to that. It
had some big porches on the side, too, and
some settees for a feller to rest on. We
set down to rest a spell and I Just took
comfort In lookln at them porch posts,
aknowin' they was Just as good and solid
a3 they looked.
Callforny's got a bulldin near by, so
when we got rested we went Into that.
You'd ought to sec the in3lde of that
bulldin. It was jus chuck full from one
end to the other with things to eat. Thero
was a bear ajettln up as natural as life,
all covered with, dried prunes, and a ele
phant made of walnuts. That was quite
a Idea, and I couldn't help but laugh and
wonder who ever thought of doln that.
While we was alookln' at things and
asayin as how Callforny must be a pretty
nice place, but It couldn't raise dried
prunes like Oregon, a man come up and
he says, says he, "Don't you want a Call
forny badge to wear?" and he started to
pin one on my coat. "No. you don't."
says I. "I ain't agoln back on old Web
foot. I belong here, and I ain't agoln'
to hide my light under a bushel. Call
forny's all right, but she can't beat Ore
gon." "Obadiah," says Hanner, when we got
outside again, "let's walk 'round a spell
without lookln at nothln. I've seen so
much now scem's like my head can't
Wo walked down toward the pond and
watched the boats agoln backwards and
forwards without no oars nor nothln'.
hand 'one feller was up In a flym'-maehine
right over our heads. I tell you they
don't get me to travel In one of them
things even If they do take the place of
tho railroad cars as they say they're
agoln to. S'posln that there balloon
thing as he's got over him should bust,
where'd that feller land? Or s'posln' that
basket he rides in would tip and send him
os'ldin through the air Into the lake?
That's atemptln Providence too far.
"I reckon It's about dinner time, Han
ner." saj'8 I. "I see people are a-gcttin'
ready to eat. Some has got their dinners
with 'em. but I reckon we can And a hotel
or somethln pretty soon." I seen a place
where people was a-catln Inside, so wc
went In nnd set down to one of them lit
tle tables, and a waiter come to see what
we wanted. "Somethln to eat," says I.
Hubbard's " Little Sermons"
I BELIEVE In' tho purifying. process
of sorrow, and I believe death Is a
manifestation of life, and for all we
know it Is just as good.
Those who have much are often
greedy and grasping; the poor are ready
We hellevo the thing wo wish to be
lieve. If we dislike a man. any kind of
ancient proof Is sufficient to damn Jhlm.
All that seems In hl3 favor is quietly
Nature ought to havo men born old
instead of young then they would
know enough t0 start life without mak
Above all men, the writer should be
a man who knows, sympathizes with
and appreciates the world of business
and the world of work.
From the very lowest, simplest form
of animal life to the,hlgbest, things are
reaching out for their own. The life of
the animal, the life of the tree and the
life of the rock Is all One Life, seek
ing Something, going Somewhere.
I do not believe that God ever lis
tened to midgets or microbes who be
sought him to take sides with them to
help kill other midgets or microbes.
Social success, business prosperity,
perfect environment, tho applause of
the multitude never gave that placid
countenance through which the soul
shines in quiet blessing and benedic
tion. t Every strong man has a splendid
-Lovo forgives to seventy times seven
and persecutes nobody.
All motives, like ores, are found
7 Peaceful lives make dull biographies
and In prosperity there Is small ro
manced Every thrill of delight means health.
You can't change a man's opinion by
burning his library.
You might as well have a school for
poets, or a college for saints, or give
medals for pronclency In the gentle
art of wooing, as to expect to mak'e a
great orator or a great writer by tell
Music vibrates through a man's be
ing and arouses him to a higher life
Not only does his blood circulate better,
but he knows better; under the vitalis
"ain't that your business here?" "Yes."
says he. "but what'll you have?' and ho
run over a great rigmarole of what they
had cooked. I couldn't git head nor tail to
It. but Hanner she told him what to bring
When It come there was about quarter as
much grub and five times as many dishes
as we'd have to home, but them's eity
ways; a big lot of dishes and mighty little
In 'em. Anyway, we had to take what we
could got, and I hate to tell such a thing
about a feller bein. but that scoundrel
charged me J2 for that meal. The sru
was down or I wouldn't have paid U. Wo
made up our minds to go back to the hotel
for supper, even if we had to mlsa a part
of the Fair.
We'd heard people talk so much aboi
tho Government bulldin that we though
we'd better hunt it up next. A oflic-r
p'inted It out to me and we headed that
way. The first thing we knowod we was
In the midst of the awfullest hulfcibIo
you ever seen. There was houses on botli
sides of the road, and a feller In front "?
every on of 'em a-hollerln through a
kind of, a horn about what he'd got In Ms
show. It was like tho woepln' and wallln
and gnashln of teeth that the Scrlpter
speaks about. One feller bad a couple
deer that jumped off into the water, and
a trained horse. I didn't care much f'r
them deer, for It's natural for them r-
Jump anyhow, but I paid the man in !?t
us see the horse. She was pretty good
on tricks and such like, but I'll bet when
It comes to a good steady pull she can't
hold a candle to our old Scllm."
Them Egyptians down thero has cer
tainly discovered perpetual motion. I
watched the foller with the bloomers en
beat hi3 drum for about half an hour. ar.d
he didn't let up once. Nothln would do
Hanner but she must go In and see how
they lived when they was to home. Sha
said Egypt was the country where tho
Children of Israel was In bondage, and
she wanted to see the place jhj she could
tell her Sunday schol class about it. Wo
had to pay 10 cents npleco to get In thero.
and then I had to wait while Hanner took:
a ride on one of them derned humpbacked
camels. When we come out, I says to
Hanner. says I. "Now, Hanner. It's a'l
right for you to think of your Sundav
scohol class, but there ain't no use of
your wastin money on every fool thing
you 3ee like you've been a-doln today."
Just then another feller hollered for ms
to come oer and seo the Land of tho
Midnight Sun. "Midnight sun!" sy T.
"where's your common sense? Anybody
knows the sun don't shine- at midnight I
ain't a-goln' to fall into any such trap."
nnd we went on towards the Gevernm,r,t
bulldin'. But another man stopped me and
said he had a Russian as had got away
from Siberia, and If we'd come closer we
could seo. Sure enough, he had him all
right. He had him chained and hand
cuffed, but In spite of al that he Just
stod up there with a counterfeit amchlno
and turned out greenbacks right before
tho crowd. The feller that caught him
said for us to come and go to Siberia with
him. as he was Just a-gettln ready
take a crowd-there to see the sights, but
I told him we had to go home In a couple
of days, and we couldn't go.
There was one place where a girl was
astandln' with a great big snake "round
her neck, and a Hon wns aroarla In
cage. It cost fifty cents to take us In
there and see the animate. Hanner sha
said It was a good deal like k cirrus
and we oughtn't to go. but I told her
Daniel went Into a lion's den and I
wouldn't miss seln what it was Mke f -r
anything, and that would be somethtn
more to tell her class. There was a
polar bear and a hyena in there, tee. By
tho time wo got out of there the big
bulldln's was shuttin' up. and we start'd
Goln' back one of thorn fellers as T was
a-talkln to before called to me to ;e
Maggie. Well. sir. she was worth seln
She was the biggest woman I ever laid
eyes on, and right good lookin. t-vj.
Hanncr said she was a sham. bt she
wasn't for I seen her wiggle her flngrs
I wanted to gp Inside and see the nst
of the show after I'd seen her. but Hanner
was determined to have her way. So to
went out and Inquired around until wo
found the right street car. and got to our
hotel in time for supper, which was more
plenty and not so costly as dinner.
I ain't got time to write any more this
OBADTAH EVE RAT OLDWAY.
P. S. I had a misunderstnndin with one
of them streetcar men ngln' buck to the
hotel. I didn't know when wo got thro
till I saw the sign, and I yelled to him to
let us off. but he suhl he'd stop at the next
corner. It wns against the rules to stp
In the middle of a block. Rules goes a
long ways with some people,
O. E. O.
ing touch of the beautiful we are re
deemed and our consciousness is filled
with tne thought that life is good.
"England expects every man to do
his duty!" Ah. can you not see that If
evory man did his duty, taking heed if
his own thoughts and( deeds, tho world
would be free and at poaco? It Is easier
to rise In the heat of strife with drawn
revolver tha'n to keep watch and ward
over your own passions; but do not
cheat yourself Into the belief that it Is
EYES UP IN THE ELEVATOR
Latest "Way to Avoid the Discomfort
Caused by the Car's 3Iotion.
"Why Is the lady looking up at the top
of the car like that? Why," said the ele
vator man. "that's the very latest wrinkle
In elevator riding.
"You know there are plenty of people,
women especially, who can't ride In an
elevator without feeling uncomfortable;
shooting up or shooting down and sudden
stopping gives them a qualmish feeling;
makes them sort of seasick.
"There arc women wno never ride on
the elevators for this reason. They would
rather walk up and down stairs. Other
women try various ways of lessening or
staving off -the unpleasant effects.
"Some stand on their tiptoes as-long as
they are In the car; some hold their
breath. I don't understand why they do
that. Some sit down and keen their feet
roft the floor that's on the same theory
as ine stonuing on tiptoes; to lessen the
shock of the starting and stopping of
"And now the latest thing Is for women
to stand In the car and Bend their heads
backward and look straight upward at
the ceiling-of the car all the time they are
in it. This is said to be a sure cure for
that qualmish feeling.
"I suppose the theory of this method Is
that, with the eyes thus steadily fixed on
something that Is. relatively to them
selves, stationary, the riders are less con
scious of the elevator's motion. One ot
the things that aggravate seasickness Is
the consciousness of the vessel's motion
that wo get from the sight of the sea,
apparently rising and falling, as we catch
sight of It through the portholes when
the vessel rolls.
"The sight of the floors appearing and
disappearing as the elevator ascends or
descends affects some' women In the same
manner. With their eyes fixed on the
Interior of the top of the car the sight of
these things Is avoided.
"So If you see a woman In an elevator
car with her eyes evidently fixed Intenti
on .the celling you don't want to jump
to the conclusion that she Is just from
the COUntrv and rldlnn In an elevntnr fni.
Ithe first time, and now carefully and with
Is In fact discovering to you the -very
latest wrinkle In elevator riding of wo
men well accoustomed to elevators.'