THE STTXPAT OREGOXIAX, PORTLAND, APRIL 18, 1DOO
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ADVENTURE AFTER WATER
BY A. A. FRARER. i
Copyrltsht. 1909, by the Associated Lit
erary Press.
T!IK following incident occurred while
we were cruising about the Fiji
Inlands, in the time when club law
'ho law of the Islands.
We had run out of water, and found it
whs difficult to be obtained without dan
KT. Our captain, however, anchored un
der an Inland lying off the coast of Big
P1J1 Inland, then occupied by cannibal
tribes, whose haunts In the Interior hart
never at that period been visited .by
Ihirnpeans.
Captain R. visited the brave missionary
living on Viwa Island to jet Information,
and aoon afterward returned on board, to
make the neneasary arrangements.
Having carried on the boat service
whrvn communicating with the natives, or
! when visiting Europeans who lived haz
' ardous lives In various places, I was sent
' lor, end Informed I waa to tow the long
j boat', filled with casks, to a waterfall, up
I a river on Big FIJI Island, for a supply
I of water.
, The captain having asked my opinion
I " oertaln matters. I took the oppor
tunity of asking how I should find my
I way to the fall, and under whose pro
tection we should be placed to Insure
I vafely and success.
'. "I arranged all that on shore," he re
I piled. "You will have a guide from the
' mission station who knows the river. He
! speaks English and Fijian, ao he will be
I Interpreter and guide. He will take you
up me river to a powerful chief, -who has
authority over that part. You will take
the presents I shall give you for him, and
you must seek his authority and protec
tion without him you can do nothing.
Use your tact. Keep your natives well
in hand. I have no doubt you will suc
ceed." Starting early the next morning, we
stood away for the supposed entrance to
the river under sail, having a fair wind.
The river's mouth was small, but waa
easily recognized bv a well-mnrkAd num.
j lng in the dense foliage which covered
the flat coast running north and south.
My native crew now took to their oars,
they pulling in the whaleboat, while I
stood up and steered, keeping a good
lookout up stream. The rowers, howev
er, soon fell into confusion, the oars
catching In the roots of trees growing
down Into the narrow stream. The oars
were then laid aside for paddles, which
the natives handled more at ease.
After some miles of steady paddling we
reached a clearing on the left bank. The
sight of outrlgged canoes and the sound
of human voices told ua we had reached
a village. Here our guide put on a seri
ous air. He did not relish the position
, Into which he had been thrust. He mis
trusted These natives, and feared them.
Here lived the chief whose authority
and protection we had come to seek.
The old chief, as we entered his roomy,
smoke-dried house, was Informed of our
. arrival. Wa anuiLttAH riov.-n nu-.. nti
and looked around upon his retinue of
big, brawny, all-but-naked warriors, who
stared at us In no pleasant manner. The
chief lifted his head from his carved
iron-wood Pillow, and looked sleepy.
Th ulde acted as ambassador now
but his eloquence made little Impression
on the scowling face of the old man, un
til the presents were spread out before
lilm. Then his face lighted up with a
keen, greedy look, while dignity made
him appear to look indifferent.
Viimkel Yinaka!"-good! good!-sald
he. 1 he young chief, meaning myself,
was at liberty to take as much water as
he liked. Go." said he; "the whole
river is open to you."
The character of the river now changed
broader, deeper, no trees on the banks,
end lens foliage Inland. The men began
to pull again. As we advanced, we saw
the country became elevated Inland Wa
were advancing, In fact, toward the first
part of the Fijian highlands. All at once
the waterfall came into view. The whole
stream fell some nine or ten feet, and
the sight of the rushing, bubbling, crystal
water cheered us greatly.
A flat, rocky ledge on one side led up"
to the fall, and to this we moored the
boats, the first boat nearly touching the
rushing waters. After a good drink the
natives set to work; some dipped the
water, whilst others filled the casks.
Samisone. a Samoan. was stationed In
the bow of the long boat to see that all
went right. He was my best man. His
unflagging spirits seemed to give courage
to the other natives, who were not very
valiant. The filling was going on gaily,
when, looking up. I saw that the high
banks, rising above us rather inland from
the river, were gradually being covered
by an armed band whose looks were not
reassuring.
Just over the long boat, on a Jutting
rock at the edge of the fall, stood a tall,
muscular young chief. He watched us
in silence, leaning on a spear.
"Sal yandra saks!" was my saluatlon.
a common greeting. His only reply was
to move his spear defiantly.
"What does he want?" I asked. Sami
sone said at once. "He wante make -a
fight, sir."
My henchman seemed rather pleased
than otherwise at this not so myself,
however. I ordered Samisone to keep
quiet and do nothing without my orders.
fKdkti '-as l?.y as cn be -
no -Jon io "fAke him walk in v.
as you cdn ptAinty ce
Ifl hAve "to Pay n Auto . SAtd
AnnA..l dec(Av-e When ever-
Anr
But bis blood was up to be thus openly
defied. He actually begged a club from
me, anybody, declaring he would "kill
the black fellar."
The young chief Irritated Samisone.
who blurted out defiance In offensive
tones. The Fijian now raised bis spear
and launched out a volley of threats.
Seizing a boathook he poisecf it at theyoun chief
amid whloh I could make- out the word
kakua an order to stop at once.
Here was a fix. To go on would bring
the fierce-looking FIJians upon us: and
Samisone, In spite of me, seemed deter
mined to bring this about, for, seizing a
boathook, he poised It at the young chief,
saying. In his broken English at which
I laughed heartily afterward "Suppose
you touche me, I blake your head!'
Before the Samoan could do more mis
chief, I pushed my natives Into the whale
boat, and gave the longboat a sharp tug
astern. This Jerked Samisone nearly
overboard, and amazed the upstart chief
tain Just what I aimed at.
Before his anger had recovered Itself,
we were pulling rapidly down the river
again. I kept my men rowing hard until
we were out of sight of our tormentors.
By thlB ruse I hoped to deceive them as
to my real Intentions. My men were si
lent. Samisone was sullen, and I did not
break the silence.
Arrived at the village again, I went
ashore with the guide to pay another
visit to the old chief of the district. Ho
was asleep. No one dared wake him up.
I squatted down and waited impatiently
until his lordship roused up.
"Here again!" said he. "What does
the young chief want now?"
"Another chief and some armed men
at the waterfall won't let us take any
water," was my complaint. "They laugh
at your authority, and threaten to kill us
all If we take water without their per
mission!" An outburst of anger followed on his
part. Then came explanations and nego
tiations. Some more presents followed
all we had and then some of his
doughty warriors, headed by a veritable
Fijian Hercules, followed us to the boats
to go back with us to finish watering
at the fall.
With so many hands to help roe, the
! 1
buckets passed -rapidly. "We were fast
filling the casks In the longboat. We
were In good spirits. - Our tormentors
had disappeared: when, presto! up
Jumped the young chief and his band
again. We now knew him to be the lead
er of a band of Fijian swashbucklers, the
pest of the river, and sworn foes to our
friend. Ratu lako-mothe (Chief
SleeD." ft WA CnllAA lml
"Go-to-
The robber chief no sooner caught sight
xxercuies, our injian ally, than he flew
Into a rage. Knowing that FIJians In the
. - .v-m, v.,vu c,i vj n; IV
tongulng" one another rather than fight-
mis, x i-a.iuuiu.iea mat n tne two parties
a,c v.y iu a woruy ngnt, my own men
wuiu nun k ' on miing water.
I waa mistaken. These men were mot
tal enemies. Each warrior lnnrari H
had longed for some time, to kill the oth-
" ruDoer cnier, ana Hercules with
his men, soon became so terribly enraged
that It seamed as If my allies would not
Tree!nlttj thA Ha
ber band, I saw, grasped their weapons
uBiniy uiey were ready ror a spring.
While Watching hnth na,HQD ,-J
in 1 mV n TX7 v,.kn n .
o - -- opceu, our
guide came to me, and, wringing his
-hands, cried out. ''Tin rrt in (... WA
shall all be killed!" He follo'wsrl '
apout like a child, overcome with fear.
I knew It vantpii but a ylM
all In Jeopardy. I was bound to prevent
that blow. But how?
It seemed to me equally dangerous, now
mo.!. iuimun una mastered tnese savages
either to sro On watorlnir tn i.. .
cipitately. in the former case, Hercules
and Samisone would have become aggres
sors at all hazards, and In the latter, the
robber band would have looked upon It
as a defeat and would have set upon u
at once. A fight seemed Inevitable,
The mhhnr hif .n i.
at the edee of the. fall, font a woo-
the shore. His Isolated position offered
to my mind, a solution of our difficulty,
if we could really get him Into our power
uy . duio siniKo ana so make him ao
swerable for his men. It was Hobson'
choice.
Herculea stood up In the bow of the
longooat according to my orders, and,
confronting- the cMf? y Him -..
Samisone. to his great delight, waa sta-
uuueu on tne ieae Detween the chief
and the shore. If the chief turned his
head shoreward. Hercules was ready to
pull him down, but If he really attempted
eicp Hsiiure io get ciear of ui--Sam-lsone
stood ready to spit him at once
j.o nave me cnier in your power Is
gain the day amone savages.
The chief waa checkmated an v .o
to
It. He was afraid to move, and equally
mraia to give nosuie orders to his band
Quietly and deliberately my men took
.iioir pittcHo in ms Doats. only the Fljiar,
allies kept the ledge and faced the foe
wun samisone noiaing the chief at bay
These were then drawn Into the boats
and we drifted oft with the current .i
facing the foe. The young chief would
nave iue last woro. and we allowed hit
that pleasure.
Suddenly I gave the word, and my me
bent to their oars like madmen. Then
ine roDDcr Dana saw through out maneu
ver, and with a yell of rage and defiance
difiaDDeared behind th riii. net ...
Iucklly. they had to make a wide detour
to reach the lower level, and we were too
quick for them. My men, I believe, never
pulled so hard before. Fear had given
iiibiii sirengxn.
We parted with Hercules -with Mai
erret. He wasn't a bad sort nf fiun.
Samisone. however, was low-snlrltart
there had been no fight. I gave Hercules
4i me empty Dottles I had valuable
property In those days and we parted
ma ueei or inenas.
When we reached the wooded part
the rivpr T banniA onTln,,. -nr..
of
the
robbery band lying in wait for us? Stand
is t ino jjiuer oar, i scanned thi
opentnes In ilia wnmiv tcr,in .-n.. -v
iously. eyes and ears well open to detect
ni9 ioe.
There they arel" cried my men.
"Who? Where?" hurst from me as I
looked right and left. "On the other
bank." Yea, it was true. But the ob
servation applied to some magnificent
shaddock trees, the huge ripe fruit from
w
men we nooaea aown into the boats by
le score.
the
board after this, and his "Suppose you
toucne me, 1 DtaKe your head, was a
constant Joka among the sailors.
Reddy Burke's
Queer Ride
THE village of Saint Olngoulph on
Iron Lake was bounded on the east
bv A mur fnPA. . V.. J
spruce and pine.
Near the- eastern edge of the forest.
late In the afternoon m the first week
of ' September, when the weather was
baking hot and the woods were ttnder-
dry, a Are started In a stealthy way In
the thick mattress of pine needles made
of the slftlngs of a hundred years.
Slowly and .silently the creeping fire
widened, widened and spread out, steal
ing, stealing, stealing; and presently It
reached up and gently touched the dead,
drooping branch of a big spruce.
lie next morning when Reddy Burke.
the Standard Lumber Company's fire
ranger, swung open the door of his lit
tle log camp In the middle of the for
est, and looked eastward over the nlnn.
tops he saw the geysers of flame rising
siiywara inrougn rolling smoke clouds.
An hour before noon the yellow, pun
gent smoke began to swirl Into Saint
Glngoulph. The villagers removed all
the furniture, and everything else that
was portable, loaded If on two lumber
scows that, happened, by the grace of
cnance. to be lying at the village wharf.
and four men In two canoea towed the
scows across the lake.
Hardly a minute after fhe tardiest ca
noe had slipped away from the shore
there was a sound of quick, llsrht. hoof-
beats upon the road that ran from the
rorest down to the beach.
Through tho yellow darkness dashed
a six-year-old Virginia buck, carrying a
man upon his back. The man sat grip
ping ine aeer s witners wim his knees,
and the many-tlned. curved beams of
the animal's antlers with his hands.
wnen the buck reached the shorn be
splashed through the shallow water and
plunged out beyond his depth. Then
his rider slipped oft and began to swim
toward the north, parallel with the shore
line. He was Reddy Burke, the fire
ranger. With a rush and a drummine of boor.
a herd of moose and Virginia deer fol
lowed close behind, sweeping madly down
the street through the smoke and dash
ing Into the water.
Ten hours later, when the win
rolled most of the smoke away across the
lake, fhe red moon, through the haze that
remained, shone dimly on grap ashes
caint uinouipn.
When Reddy Burke, from his camp
door at 6 o'clock In the morning, beheld
the nr9 sweeping toward him. hT real
ized that he was In a desperate situa
tion.
"I'm in a bad hole," he told himself.
He trotted five miles: then he -walked
five. He waa then midwav between th.
tips of the horns of the half-moon of
fire. He could see that the tips were
curving slowly Inward. The fire waa clos
ing around him. He ran for his life.
An hour later the fire was close be
hind him. All morning a soft. Insistent
purring nad filled the air. Now the purr
ing aeepenea into a roar.
Presently the smoke overtook him and
enveloped him. Despair quenched the
ramt nope that had been glowing within
hlm."
Buddenly he heard the soft thudding of
many noors, and a moment later a herd
of deer closed around him, moving at
an easy trot. Indistinct in the blurring
smoKe.
"You don't seem to be in a hurry
said he aloud, as he kept pace with them.
Then In the next moment. Just as the
herd drew ahead of him. an Idea flashed
through his mind, and he acted upon It
with the willingness of the desperate man
to take any kind of a chance.
Bounding between two bucks that were
running abreast, he leaped upon the back
of the larger animal. Quickly reaching
rorwaru. ne gripped the beams of the
spreading antlc-rs with his strong hands.
The startled animal extended himself and
raeea away irom tne berd.
Thus the deer carried him 30 miles
through the woods to Saint Glngoulnh.
The fire-ranger declines to describe that
ride in detail. He merely says, "I rode
as fast as he could run, or I wouldn't
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Out dcvsbeoL a -ibu.ck CArringi.A-rrAiH
THE SKYSCRAPER
BY J. . MITLXJER.
PART I.
WHEN the Wiaa Man's little girl
told him that she could see a
itAniltff 111 fat.- 1..
j i nci ins ruuna
the house, ha u-mi vow muK tmnM.j
He had not grown too wise to love his
little daughter dearly, and he feared that
she must be suffering from a fever, for
all that he could see was a little white
moth. To be sure. It shone Just like
sliver turned Into smoke whenever It
flew Into the path of the busy sunbeams,
but this did not mislead the Wise Man.
He knew that It waa a Notolophua leu
costlgma. Many a time. Indeed almost often,
when a person gets hair on his face and
has grown tall enough to have a gold
watch, he becomes foolish like that, and
would almosf rather know the Latin
name of a thing than to be able to see
a real fairy.
That evening the Wise Man sat In his
room, away and away up In an apartment-house,
and looked out over the
roofs of the city, wondering and ponder
ing over his little girl's strange fancy.
And as he looked a flash of light shot
straight Into hla eye.
i. "w?w daz8llnB the glare from the
lighthouse Is tonight?" said the man to
himself. But it was not the lighthouse.
It was something else. It was the light
from Algol, the winking star, that glares
green and fierce from Its watch tower on
the highest rampart of the sky.
A little old woman had come riding
down on the flash of light. She rode as
swiftly as the star could wink; more
swiftly than a railroad train; quicker
even than it takes a very brave boy to
say "Boo!" to a goose. She rode straight
down to the Wise Mans left eye. and
popped right Into It. and fhe next mo
ment she sat In hiB heart and was laugh
ing like anything.
can I be getting a fever myself?-'
1J m:f 111
thought the Wise Man. "I have such a
stranse feeling around my heart. It must
be beating too fast."
He took out his big gold watch and
counted his heart-beats. They were go
ing plt-a-pat. Jump-a-!orum, Jlnkety
bang! The Wise Man was so very wise that
he knew perfectly well that a heart ln
dulging In such antics waa In a bad way
and ordinarily he would have been finely
Trlghtened. But now It was only Inter
esting. He felt Just like lauehlno-
shouting Instead of being afraid at all.
He did not know it, but that was the
old woman laughing like anything Inside
of him. His little girl would have known
It, for the old woman was the Star
Woman, and every child In Berlin and
New Tork. and Duxbury. Mass., and Chi
cago knows the Star Woman. Even the
children In Umpo Lopoo, which Is in the
very mlddleat part of the middle or
Uganda Land, know that every star is
the shiny house of a Star Woman. The
big yellow and white stars are the houses
of Star Women who are tall and fair and
blue-eyed and sedate as angels; and the
colored winking stars are the bright
houses of little women that skip around
the world laughing and chuckling like
little wltches-but they are all good
witches.
Very, very good children can see the
Star "Women, particularly the little ones
riding down the flashes of light at n!ght:
very, very bad children cannot see them:
they cannot even believe that there are
such creatures. And when persons grow
up and study social economy and the
laws of finance they soon get so blind
from reading figures and dull things that
other persons write, that before they
know It they cannot see the Star Women
either, and all at once they forget that
they ever did see them.
wts'eVaT ther " "tUpi1 M tha
But this night the Wise Man was for
tunate Indeed: for the little woman from
the green star. Algol had made up her
mind to make him young again And
as soon as she sat in his heart he be-
fu " 1. 1e" "ll the Btar "Women, and all
the fairies. Just aa he could when he
was a nice child.
Bo. when he looked out of his window
he quite forgot that he had an extremely
of "iPr t0, rea1 about the "umber
of gold dollars In the world. He looked
out over all the silent roofs and the sl
f m .8treBt8 ,an" '"to the silent heaven.
All the world seemed to glimmer aa If
the green and "blue and red and purple
and golden stars were shedding tiny
JLak?f th WOr,d- Far a ay. where
the lighthouse stood In the dark bay the
yellow moon sat on the water ' and
splashed the waves till they were all
spangled with light.
If the little Star Woman had not sat
in his heart he would have looked at the
thermometer before he could have really
made up his scientific mind that it was
fine night. But as it was, he never
even thought of the thermometer
"Jlmlny crickets." he said. "I wish I
could fly around a bit."
He had not said Jtminy Crickets since
ever so long ago when all the geese were
swans and that Is long ago. Indeed, as
any old poison can tell you. And of
course, he had never been nble to" fly
U. . camo " natural to him to say
Jlminy Crickets" that It seemed equally
natural that he should be flying.
That Is Just what he did. He was riv
ing carpet slippers, spectacles, dressing
gown and all high over the roofs. And
around him flew dozens and thousands
and more than a hundred fairies.
"What forest did you say you had come
from? he asked politely of a tiny fairy
with purple wings edged with gold and
crimson. The fairy had not said any
thing about a forest, but the Wise Man
wished to make conversation.
"We are not from a forest," said the
fairy, and her voice was like a tinkling
bell. It made the Wise Man feel good all
over, and he began to think Immediately
of sheep pastures and brooks where little
brown feet can splash delictously. and of
his mother who held him on her lap and
lots of other things that he had known
before he studied Politics and Philosophy.
"We are Sky-Scraper fairies," said his
companion.
The wise Man tried to conceal his sur
prise, but he could not. He had been
accustomed for too many years to seize
a piece of paper and a lead pencil and
Immediately figure out anything that he
could not understand. Now that he had
no paper and pencil, he was perfectly
helpless. And yet. strange to say, H
seemed to him as If he enjoyed It.
"It Is very curious," he reflected. "I
always had an Idea that It would be most
unpleasant to be puzzled. Tet I really
feel quite delighted."
The fairy with the purple wings di-
FAIRIES
vlned what he was thinklne. "Indeed."'
she said, "when men cut down our big
dark woods long ago. to build the city.
iney aia not drive us away. Even. th
trees have not left you. Some of them
stand stiff and straight, holding great
sails on their strong trunks and drlvinir
your ships through all the seas. Some of
tnem stand breast deep In your rivers,
groaning as they fight with the ides to
hold up your piers and shores. And we
that dwelled In the .trees now flit all
around you In your busy town."
"But what can fairies do in a city?"
remonstrated the Wise Man. "It Is too
wicked for fairies. Statistics show "
The Wis Man stopped. At the word
statlstice" the air was filled with clamor
is If a million and a dozen sleighbells
were being shaken violently. That waa
the sound of the fairies" shrieks.
'Hush! hush!" whispered the eurnle
fairy to the Wise Man. "Don't you know
that statistics are worse for fairies than
evil enchantments?"
But my statistics are exaot." Insisted
the Wise Man. He did not say it so very
iirmiy, mougn, aa ir he had been at
home. Instead of flying over the town
with his dressing-gown flapping far above
the roofs.
Exact enough," eald the falrr. with a.
toss of her head that made little sparkles
tan aown irora her hair In a shower.
'luxact enough. But the trouble with
you Is that all your statistics bertn. at
the wrong end."
Show him tonight and let hlra learn.
rang a tinkling chorus from the horde of
fairies that flew around them. "Show
him tonight and let him learn."
(To be concluded next week.)
Little Brothers
of Gobolinks
TW' N ACCIDENTAL, drop of Ink noon
a sheet of letter paper, which waa
Idly folded over the blot and
pressed down, resulted In the making of
such an extraordinary monster - (figure 1)
that more blots were tried, with the result
that the children were greatly Interested,
and finally one. of the brothers, "BU'.y-blz-eve."
had An Irffkjt T 1 aia no c..
that he had an Idea, but his brothers and
little sister knew that he had one. for
they recognized the symptoms. These
were a kind of swelling up and a round
ing of his eyes (which waa the reason for
giving him the nickname. "Rllly-btJr-eyo,"
who, you know, was Uncle Remus' friend
the Owl) which was unmistakable evi
dence that he had an idea.
Billy's Idea was a good one, and before
bedtime arrived a kind of game or con
test was worked out which has proved a
very enjoyable way of passing a part of
the time at children's parties. Tha r-ilea
decided upon were few and simple. Each
child is to be provided with eiht pieces
of paper four with a glazed surface, llko
ordinary letter paper, and four of payer
that lias no glaze and la somewhat por
ous, like the cheap kinds of tablet paper.
The reason for the different kinds of
paper Is that entirely different reatulttt are
obtained In the shapes of 'he figures
made by the blot. After ea-'h one has
made his eight blots he chooses tho two
he thinks are the best and then they are
all submitted to one of the "grown-ups,"
who acts aa judge and awards the prizes.
There was much dlscusjlon before a
name for the game could be decided
upon. "Tommy-long-wlng" suggested
several, but they were thought to be too
scientific. "Oom Paul." the youngest
brother (so called because when he be
comes greatly Interested In a giune or
whatever he is doing his face takes on a
very serious sort of wooden expression
that reminded us all of the sad old man
who was president of the Boer Republic),
suggested Blots, but that waa thought too
commonplace. "Tommy-tlttlemouee." the
little sister who declared. that she wasn't,
because she's 'most seven and is a big
girl was really too excited to do much of
anything except talk about everything
else than the name In a very shrill voice,
to giggle constantly and once to clap her
hands and shout "Bully!" whereupon her
eldest brother. Tommy, reproved her t'er
using slans. All this time "B'llly-big-eye"
had not said a word. But after the
others had suggested nearly every kind
of name he surprised the company by
making even a longer speech than his
first.
He said. "It's a queer game, and I
think It should have a queer name. Let's
call it 'SqulblumB.' " so Squlblums was
decided upon.
Then the Squlblums that were thought
to be the best were named. Figure 1, the
Squlblums which suggested the name,
was called the Thutherwunger. "Tommy-long-wlng"
called figure 2 the Mudpuppy
and figure 3 the Jubjub Tree.
"Oom Paul" called figure 4 the Ant's
Uncle and figure 5 the "Megerthuealum."
because It looked like the skeleton of the
one he had seen In the museum.
"Big-eye" called figure ( the Bad
Dream and figure 7 the Banquet Lamp.
"Tommle-ttttleniouHe," who knows Alice
from the first page of "Wonderland" to
the last pase of the "Looking Glass."
said that figure 8 was the Wishbone of
the Jabberwoek, and that figure 9 didn't
look like anything she knew about and
she couldn't think of a name for It. so
"Oom Paul" suggested that she call It
the Nameless Horror.
This naming of the Squlblums suggest
ed the offering of a third prize for the
best name, and It was agreed that the
names must be written upon the sheet of
paper before they were submitted to the
juiUxe. One fact was made evident by ex
periment: that a quick, light pressure of
the band across the folded sheet of paper
made the ink spread, as in figures 3, C
and 8. while a slow, heavy presbure mad
the more solid Squlblums. Another ex
periment proved that one rather large
drop of Ink. with one or two smaller
ones an Inch or two away from It, gave
more complicated Squihlums.
The Perplexed Ronieo.
ChlraKO Evenlnr Post.
I sometimes wonder how 'Iwoultl be
If I wera You and You were 1
Would you be what you mm to Me?
As Me. would You both Hmlle and sigh
O'er willful wiles that you would see
If I wer You and You wer I ?
Suppoie, again, that as to dres-i
I wrs appareled, py. as You.
And You wt-re sans each iroldi'n tre.si
And parbed as Me from hat to ahn
Ah. thn would You your love confess
If You wer I and I were You
It truly Is a iflltmn thought
Thl problem as to You and Me
Would You my heart and hand have (ought
Or looked for whom else you might seT
It is with weighting worries fraught.
Of Me and You and You and Me!
What If You had been Me! 'Twere queer
(Or Is it -If you had bern 1?")
Would You have hoped an age-long year?
Would You have thrilled when I cam
High ?
Would You. as I do. wonder here
About 'What if You had been 1?"
If You were I. who would b who?
If I were You. which would be which?
Thin pondering I oft pursue
But always bring up with this hitch:
I being You. You b'ing I.
If You were I. which would.be which?
If You were I. and I were You
It can't be so. but then It -might
would you have come thl wv to woo
Or called elsewhere each Sunday night?
Or. woroo than all. each of we two
Might be some other person quite!