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By MARCUS CLARICE
CHAPTER III. (Continued.)
"Pine," says Cnptniu Uluut, ns the
two were left nlono together, "you nnd 1
arc ahvnya putting our foot Into it 1"
""Women nro always In the way aboard
ehlp, returned Pine.
"Ah! doctor, you don't mean that,
know," said a rich, soft volvo at his
elbow.
It was Sarah Purfoy emerging from
her cabin.
"Wo were talking of your eyes, my
dear," cries Blunt. "They're tho finest
eyes I've seen In my life, nnd they've
got the reddest Hps under 'm that-
"Lct me pass, Captain Blunt, If you
please. Thank you, doctor."
And before tho admiring commander
could prevent her, she modestly swept
out of the cuddy.
"She's a fine piece of goods, eh?"
nsked Blunt, watching her. "I don't
know where VIckers picked her up, but
I'd rather trust my life with tho worst
of those rufllnns 'tween deck than In
her keeping, Jf I'd done her nn Injury.
I don't believe she'd think much of stick
ing a man, either. .But I must go on
deck, doctor."
Pine followed him more slowly. "I
don't pretend to know much about wom
en," he said to himself. "But that girl's
got a story of her own, or I'm much mis
taken. What brings her on board this
ship as a lady's maid Is moro than I
can fathom." And as ho walked down
the now deserted deck to the main
hatchway, nnd turned to watch the
white figure gliding up and down, he
saw it joined by another and a darker
one, he muttered, "She's after no good."
At that moment his arm was touched
by a soldier in undress uniform, who
had come up the hatchway.
"What is it?"
"If you plase, doctor, one of tho pris
oners is taken sick, nnd as the dinner's
over, nnd he's pretty bad, I ventured to
disturb your honor."
"Why didn't you tell me before?"
In the meantime the woman who was
tho object of the grim old fellow's sus
picions, was enjoying the comparative
coolness of the night air. Iler mistress
and her mistress' daughter had not yet
come out of their cabin. The awning
had been removed, the stars were shin
ing in the moonless sky, nnd Miss Sarah
Purfoy was walking up nnd down with
no less a person than Captain Blunt
himself. She had passed and repassed
him twice silently, and at the third
turn, the big fellow, peering into the
twilight ahead somewhat uneasily, obey
ed the glitter of her great eye3 and join
ed her.
"You weren't put out," he asked, "at
what I said to you below. I was a bit
rude, I admit."
"I? Dh, dear, no. You were not
rude."
"Glad you think so!" returned Phln-
cas Blunt, a little ashamed at what look
eu nue a concession of weakness on
his part.
Sarah Purfoy laughed a low, full-ton
cd laugh, whoso sound made Blunt's
pulse take a jump forward, and sent the
blood tingling down to his fingers' ends.
uaprnin munt, said she, "you re
.going to do a very silly thing."
"What?"
'You are going to fall In love with
girl of nineteen.'
"Who is that?"
"Myself!" she said, giving him her
hand nnd smiling nt him with her rjcli
red Hps.
"I believe you are right," he cried
"I am half in love with you already."
"That is your affair," she said; and
ns the head of Mr. Frere appeared above
the companion, Blunt walked nft, feel
ing considerably bewildered nnd yet not
displeased.
"She's a fine girl!" he said, cocking
his cap, "and I'm hanged if she ain't
sweet upon me."
' And then the old fellow began to
whistle softly to himself as he paced the
deck, and to glance toward the man, who
had taken his place, with no friendly
eyes. But a sort of shame held him ns
yet, nnd ho kept nloof. Mnurice Frere's
greeting was short enough.
"Well, Sarah," he said, "have you got
cut of your temper'
"What did you strike the man for?
He did you no harm.
"He was out of his place. What
business had ho to come aft? One
must keep these wretches down, my
girl."
"Or they will bo too much for you.
cs? Do you think one man could capture
n ship, Mr. Maurice? What could they
do against the soldiers? There are fifty
soldiers."
"You aro n strange girl; I can't make
you out. Come," and he took her hand,
"ien mo wnnt you nro really."
"Lady's maid in the fnmlly of a gen
tleman going abroad."
"Sarah, can't you bo serious?"
"I am serious. That was the adver
tisement I nnswered."
"But I mean what you have been.
Vr i I
iou were uui u muy h xnaiu all your
lite. tiave you no mends? What
have you been
She looked up into the young man's
face a little less harsh at that moment
than it was wont to be and, creeping
closer to him, whispered:
"Do you love me, Maurice?"
He raised one of the little hands that
rested on the taffrall, and, under cover
oj the darkness, kissed it.
"You know I do," ho said. "You
may be a lady's maid, or what you like,
but you aro tho loveliest woman I ever
met."
"Then, If you Iovo me, what does it
matter?"
"If you loved me, you would tell
mc," said he, with a qulckyness which
surprised himself.
"But I have nothing to tell, and I
don't love you yet."
He let her hand fall with an Impa
tient gesture; and at that moment Blunt,
who could restrain himself no longer,
came up.
"Fino night, Mr. Frere."
"Yea, fine enough,"
Just then, from out of the violet, haze
that hung over the horizon, a strange
glow of light broke,
"Halloo!" cries Frere. "Did you see
that? A laah of light'
WE'LL KEEP THE LITTLE FARM.
Well, Jnne, I guess wo'll keep tho place,
Wo'vo lived here, you ami i,
Upon this llttlo farm so long,
Lot's stny hero till wo tile.
You know I thought IM soil It once,
To Jones, or Deacon BrowiV
And tnko tho money wo linvo saved
And buy a house In town.
plcrco
They strained their eyes
through the obscurity.
"Best saw something llko It before
dinner. Thero must bo thunder In the
air."
At that Instant a thin streak of light
shot up, and then sunk ngaln. Thero
was no mistaking It this time, and n
simultaneous exclamation burst from all
on deck. From out of tho gloom which
hung over the horizon roso a column of.
flamo that lighted up tho night for nn
Instant, and then sunk, leaving a dull
red spark upon tho water.
"It's a ship on firol" crlod Frere.
CHAPTER IV. v
They looked again. The tiny spark
still burned, and Immediately over It
there grew out of tho darkness a crim
son spot that hung llko a lurid star In
tho nlr. Mrs. Vickors, with littlo Syl
via clinging to her dress, ennio up to
share the new scnsntlon.
"Cnptaln, you'll lower a boat. Wo
may savo some of tho poor fellows,"
cries Frere, his heartiness of body re
viving nt the prospect of excitement.
"Boat?" said Blunt: "why. she's
twelve miles off, or more, and there's
uot a brpath o' wind! They'vo got their
own boats. In tho meanwhile wo'll show
em that there's some ono near 'cm
And, as he spoke, a bluo light flared
hissing- into tho night. "Thero, they'll
see that, I expect!" ho said, as tho
ghastly flame rose, extinguishing the
stars for a moment only to let them
appear again brighter in a darker heav
en. "Mr. Best, lower nnd man the quar
ter boats! Mr. Frere, you can go in
one, if you like, and tako n volunteer or
two from thoso gray jackets of yours
amidships. I shall want as many hands
aa I can spare to man tho long boat
and cutter, in case we want 'cm. Steady
there, lnds! Ensy!" And, ns the first
eight men who could reach tho deck
parted to the larbonrd nnd stnrboard
quarter boats, Frere ran down on th
main deck.
At his nod the prison door was thrown
open. The air was hot. nnd thnt strange.
horrible odor peculiar to closely pneked
humnn bodies filled tho plnce. He ran
his eye down the double tier of bunks
which lined the sido of the ship, and
stopped at the one opposite him.
Thero seemed to have been some dlS'
turbance there lately, for, Instead of the
six pairs of feet which should-. have pro-,
truded therefrom, the gleam of tho bull s
eye showed but four.
"What's tho matter here, sentry?" ha
asked.
"Prisoner ill, sir. Doctor sent him to
hospital."
"But there should be two."
The other came from behind tho break
of the berths. It was Rufus Dawes,
He held by the side as he came, and
saluted.
"I felt sick, sir, nnd wna trying to
get the scuttle open."
Mnurlco Frere stamped his foot ln-
dignnntly.
"Sick! What are you sick about? I'll
give you something to sweat the sickness
out of you. Stand on one side here!"
Rufus Dawes, wondering, obeyed.
"Which of you fellows can handle nn
oar?" Frere went on. "There, I don't
want fifty! Three'll do. Come on now,
make haste!"
The heavy door clashed again, nnd In
nnother instant tho four "volunteers"
were on deck.
"Two In each boat!" cries Blunt "I'll
burn a blue light every hour for you,
Mr. Best, and tako caro they don't
swamp you. Lower away, lads!"
As the second prisoner took the oar of
Ireros boat, he uttered a groan nnd
fell forwnrd, recovering himself instant
ly. Sarah Purfoy, leaning over the side,
saw the occurrence.
"What is the matter with that man?"
she said. "Is he ill?" '
Pine was next to her, and looked out
instantly. "It's that big fellow in No,
10," he cried. "Here, Frere!"
But Frere heard him not. ne was
intent on the beacon that gleamed ever
bright in the distance. "Give way, my
lnds!" he shouted. And amidst a cheer
from the ship, the two boats shot out of
the bright circle of the bluo light, nnd
disappeared into the darkness!
Sarah Purfoy looked at Pine for an
explanation, but he turned abruptly
away. For a moment the girl paused, as
if in doubt; and then, ere his retreating
hgure turned to retrace its steps, she
cast a quick glance around, and, slip
ping down the ladder, mado her way to
ttie 'tween-decks.
The iron-studded oak barricade thnt,
loop-holed for musketry, and perforated
with plated trap-door for sterner needs,
separated soldiers from prisoners, was
close to her leit hand, nnd the sentry
at its padlocked door looked at her In
quiringly. She laid her. little hand on
his big rough one, and opened her brown
eyes at him.'
"The hospital," she said. "Tho doctor
sent me;" and before ho could answer
her white figure vanished down the
hatch, and passed round tho bulkhead,
behind which lay the sick man.
Though not so hot as in tho prison,
tho atmosphere of the lower deck was
close and unhealthy, and the girl, paus
ing to listen to the subdued hum of con
versation coming from tho soldiers'
berths, turned strangely sick and giddy.
bhe drew herself up, however, and held
out her hand to a man who camo rapidly
across the misshapen shadows, thrown
by tho sulky swinging lantern to meet
her. It was a young soldier who had
been that day sentry at the convict gang
way.
"Well, miss," ho said, "I am here, yer
see, waiting for yer."
The tone of tho sentence seemed to
awaken and remind her of her errand In
that place. She laughed as loudly and
merrily as she dared, and loldjier hand
on the speaker's arm. The boy reddened
to the roots of his closely cropped hair.
"There, that's quite close enough.
You're only a common soldier, Miles, and
you mustn't make love to mo."
"I know you're above me, Miss Sarah.
You're a lady, but I love yer. I do, and
you drives me wild with your tricks."
"Hush, Miles! they'll hear you. Who
is la the hospital?"
"I dunao,"
"Woll, I wnnt to go In."
"Don't ask mc, miss. It's against or
der, and "
Sho turned nwny. "Oh, very woll. If
this Is all tho thanks I get for wnstlug
my time .down here, I shall go on deck
again. Mr. Frero will let me go in, I
dnro Bay, If I ask him."
"Go In If yer llko; I won't stop yor,
nt I'm
Sho turned ngnin nt tho foot of tho Hut when tho buds begin to'swolL
ladder, nnd enmo quickly back. "That's And urnss begins to grow,
n good lad. I knew you would not re- Somohow It doesn't seem to me
fuso mc;" nnd smiling nt tho poor lout I ought to lot It go.
she wns befooling, sho pnssed Into tho
cabin. I lovo tho crimson clover,
There was no lnntern, nnd from tho And tho fields of waving coral
partially blocked stern windows came The quiet, balmy evening,
only a dim vaporous light. Tho dull rip- And tho fragrant, dowy morn
plo of tho water ns tho ship rocked on The pink and snowy blossoms
tho slow swell of tho sen, mado a mol- Hnnclnc on the apple trees
nncholy sound, nnd tho sick mnn'a heavy Tho chiming of tho crickets,
brenthing seomod to fill tho nlr. Tho And tho hummlne of tho brcs.
light nolso mndo by tho oponlng door i iOT0 the summer's honey breath,
rounsed him; ho roso on his elbow and nn.. blushing? buds of May!
began to mutter. Sarah Purfoy paused Tho teeming autumn, rich with fruit,
in tno doorway to listen, but siio couni Tho scent of now-mown hay
mako nothing of tho low, uneasy mur- rr.ne noy babble of the brook,
muring. Rnlslng her nrm. conspicuous a ml lnneliter of tho rill :
by its white sleovo In tho gloom, sho fjno lowing herds upon the honth,
beckoned Miles. And flocks upon tho hill
"Tho lantern," sho whispered "bring m wj,cn I think of leaving all.
me the lantern.
He unhooked It from tho ropo whero
It swung, and brought It toward her.
At that moment tho man In tho bunk sat
up erect, nnd twisted himself toward
the light. "Sarah!" ho cried, In shrill,
sharp tones. "Sarah!" and swooped
with a loan nrm through the dusk, as
though to peizo her.
Tho girl leaped out of tho cabin llko
n pnnther, nnd wns back nt tho bunk
head In n moment Tho convict was
a young man of about four nnd twenty,
Ills hands wero small and well shaped,
nnd tho unshaven chin bristled with
promise of a strong beard. Ills wild
black eyes glared with nil tho firo of
delirium, nnd ns ho gasped for breath
tho sweat stood In beads on his sallow
forehead
Tho nspect of tho man was sufficiently
ghastly, nnd Miles, drawinc back, did
not woudcr at the terror which had selz
id Mrs. VIckers'
lllOllth find nr.nntvn.1
tho center of the cabin, like ono turned 'copt you nnd mo, nnd wo must stick
MYSTERY Or MISSING BOY,
It fills mo with nlarm;
So, after nil, I guess It's best
To keep tho llttlo fnrin.
-J. Edgar French.
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LONESOME BOY.
I
TS awful lonesome to our house
slnco Mn wont nwny, nnd my Pn,
ho don't wnnt to say n word when
I nsk htm when bIio'b coining back, no
Just sighs n great bis sigh nnd tells
mo. 'Sonny, don't Your Mn would
Moro of nn unfnUiomnblo mystery to
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uny limn wnen mo ciiiiu uituijijwiiruu,
three nnd one-half years ago, In ttio
rnso of tho missing llttlo Wilbur Clarke,
of Beverly, Muss. Since that fateful
Juno 17, 11)02, when tlio boy vanished
nlnioat from beneuth Ills parents' eyes,
no tangible clew lm been found. Til')
efforts of skilled detective of tho Stato
I' mnld With open c0"10 rs''t nck hero If sho could, but 10ico department, ns woll ns tho aid
cd face. Bho stood. In oho can't, nnd thero Un't any ono left of Ioca, omwn of nil tho eurroundlui;
to stone, gazing nt tho man on tho bed
. "Ecod, ho be n sight!" snys Miles, nt
Iencth. "Como nwnv. miss, nnd shut
the door. He's ravine. I tell "yer.
"He's choking. Can't you see? Wntcr!
glvo mo wn.er!"
And, wreathing her arms around tho
together.' And then ho sighs ngaln and
wo both feel so awful sorry lusldo of
us.
'And mornings when my, Pn tries to
dress mo wo hnvo such turblo times
with buttons nnd tho things 'nt holds
man's head, sho nulled it down on her my clothes on, and my Pa snys but-
bosom, rocking It there, half savagely, to tons Is tho meanest But my Mn know
and fro. Just whero every button went and
Awed Into obedience by her voice, wj.en si)e dressed mo sho'd kiss mo In
Miles dipped n pannikin into a small th(J uolow of ,ny neck n,j Hnugg!o me
unheaded puncheon clented In the cor- nnd w(mn nm, 'UotxrVB
uer ui uie cnuin, nun gave u uur, mm, , ,
Without thnnlrlni Mm .h, nlnro.l it tO SoIiRht, I lOVO yOU, 'CMUO J'OU'rO Illy
. . . : . : . .
me sick prisoner s lips. lie uranK grceu
ily, nnd closed his eyes with a grateful
sigh. Just then tho quick ears of Miles
heard tho jingle of arms.
"Here's tho doctor coming, miss!" ho
cried. "I hear the sentry saluting. Como
away! Qulckl"
She seized tho lantern, nnd, opening
the horn slide,' extinguished it.
"bay It went out." sho said. In a
fierco whisper, "and hold your tongue.
Leave me to manage."
Sho bent over tho convict as If to ar
range his pillow, nnd then glided out of
the cabin just ns Pine descended tho
hntchway. As he' groped his way with
outstretched arms in the darkness, Sarah
Purfoy slipped past him.
(To be continued.)
towns; nnd a child-hunt mado by half
tho population of that pnrt of Ks-wx
County, tlio uso of blood-hounds nnd
tho offering of largo rewnrds nt thn
time all proved unavailing.
As tltno tins pnHsed the enso lms only
become more Inexplicable, moro llko tlio
fnii'mn kidnapping of Ulmrllo Hons a
generation ago.
A startling suspicion tins gained
ground of Into thnt tho reason of this
profound mystery and the reason why
no rewards have brought any nows of
tho hoy Is that tlio kidnapper was n
wealthy summer resident who stolo tho
boy to adopt him, and thnt all tho re
sources of wealth, Influence and a grcltt
family name have been used to sup
press any Information nbout tho case.
The kidnapping of Wilbur Clarko nt
tho time became a newspaper sensa
tion even greater than the ChnrTlo Ross
case. Pages upon pages of details about
It wero telegraphed all over tho coun
try and the reports continued for
weeks. Yet nil thnt was over known
5V Wv
n limit It uM i.. .
paragraphs. m,t
ai i o nock on Juno n, im i
Clarke closed his o.llee, 1 S
half ho dnv. L'nt n
l.U family, consisting or lln
nnd his four Ikii-h. Wn
tussell nnd Harry, the latter C
h nrniH, for a drive Into th
County woods, ity clmnco the;
o Oliehneco pond nlK)ut noon mi
iiMui-w in uni wioir lunch it tu.
ui .Mr. uynn, an ex-aldcrman of i
ll'lln liflit ..nun ,l.,v t . .
urn uiarxo took t in m iv ...in..
1 I .... . . ' "!
" ' .mu. mine n
rnnr vnnru !,! i . ... ..
...... .,.,, n-iiiiuiH'il WHO I)U
er wniio Mr. Clarke unbameisaj
aiutnu unit illll-lll'll 10 J Jf(
tho horse was attended to Mr.
look around for tlio boy, but It
gone.
A cry was raised nml A bnatirf
WOOUH Iteinm. lit nn Imn. . ...
rru tirniftttit IinmI. - .
half a tulle awny a bluo cbambrj
U'lilcli Mm iiintlu.r 1,1
w .4w ivji ttvm iiic auoi
im wns picKCii up the footprint!
......ft M...I I.AM ..w.A ,.... 1 ...
mill linn ujr lu'tu IUUI1U. All Ow
of Wilbur s shoe were found
mu mum, luuiprillv in u
Uoyond these two blU of
nouung ueiinite una ever been
ored except the very ilgnlJciat
that a fashionably drwed nua
Panama hat nnd nlnk trirl m
Ihw'h half nn hour urcrknub nm
I . .. . I. . tifitt .- ti ...
i niiutu ii uuui uiuiac uiauiitrL
LIVE8 WELL ON $10 A YEAR.
Wlneonnln Man linn Done It for 40
Yearn Seem Content.
"it's awful lonkhomk at oun HOUSE."
baby.' And then we'd laugh and romp
n little and have the bestest time, nnd
Near Mirror Lake, In Wisconsin, Is a then my Mn would get something good
log cabin In which a man has lived for for brenkfnst and tell mo tho nicest
forty yenrs on $10 a year. Gcorgo stories nbout other llttlo boys whnt
swinner is his name and he seems per- did the nlcetest things. Now the but-
fectly contented, writes n correspond- tons bother my Pa so' ho can't think
ent of the St Louis Republic. any stories, and ho has to hurry to
u.iie oiu man is. a uivn war veteran, tho Btoro bo's to mako money to buv
wiien lie was uiscnargeu at uio enu bread and bacon for Sonny, bo he
or the wnr ho had money enough to
purchase an aero of ground on tho
shores of plcturcsijue Mirror Lake. In
this acre of ground ho planted vegeta
bles and fruit trees. Close to the houso
there grows a thick cluster of black
berry bushes nnd, In the garden behind
It thero are long rows of strawberries.
Over the fence that separates the yard
says.
"I'm Sonny, and there's Just Pa nnd
mo nt our houso now. My Ma was the
nlcetest lady and our houso was the
nlcetest place to live you ever saw.
r.ow she's gono away. They took her
In a great big box and my Pa snys
sue never can come back ngaln. There's
n woman to our house who comes to
from tliA mntl nm wllfl rnanu TTnrn Htn aaAv ...... r
,. . . u.u im,, mm mvii-li, UUI 1 UOI1 I 11K0 Hot-
veteran makes his homo. very much. Sho don't mm fm- utiin
How does he live? bovs. nnd when I phIt l.nr ti.i Mfa till.
- ------ oiu itmtf niiu
'Pn, let's go right off: my Mn wanw
ui both and we're so lonesome. Hut ho
don't seem to henr mo nnd all he says
Is, 'Oh, Sonny, don't, plcnBo don't.'
"I can't feel happy when we're nlone,
Just Pn nnd me. Thero Isn't nny fun
nnd we nover get to laughing nny more.
And nights sometimes when I wnkn
up, I'm most sure there's big black
bears In tho room looking for a llttlo
loy to eat, nnd I get scared and holler,
nnd sometimes my Pn Isn't there, only
the woman 'at comes to cook nnd sweep
and sho acts cross 'cause I'm afraid
and sho won't leave any light to scare
the bears away llko my Ma used to
do. And she don't know funny stone
to toll to little boys and sho never slug
pretty songs like my Mn used to slug
all nrouud the houso till I almost
thought 'twns birds.
"Sometimes I most forget my Mn
has gone nnd I think she's coming inck
from somewhere sIiqb been nt for Just
a llttlo while, and pretty soon she'll
como and put supper on the table and
then we'll stand at tho door n-wntch
"Rnnh flnv tin tntrr.a Ma flaMi-in. I . . ...
- Bum iu uiu. sue uucs : row von iwn i . ... i ..
and goes down to Mirror Lake. That still and run away. I'vo got mv work ... . i . ,, 1 , ? TV
i hin nnrk lmrroi Tim fioh i.of i, I , , , w"'' 1 v0 Rot my work We'll hear his whistle, nnd my .Ma's
is his pork barrel. Iho fish that ho to do and haven't time to talk to cheeks will got all pink nnd warm and
draws out of those waters surnilv his l"uli" . " f,ul . ' """ nim
draws out of those waters supply his you,
dinner, likewise his breakfast -My Ma alwavs hnd limn ,.,
The vegetables and meal mado from mo and she said such fminv H,in,u ,
corn grown in his garden completo his U8ed to get to laughing, and Just laugh
diet For his lake fishing Skinner has nnd laugh until wo almost broke our
built himself a boat which is as unique selves. And mv Pn woni.i i.,..
as himself. In order that ho may fish and find us 'and he'd say, llko ho wns
and propel his boat at tho samo timo ,nn(f 'Whnt's all this foolishness n-goln'
ho has Invented an extraordinary con- 0n?' And then he would catch mv i
I - ""ml
around the waist and snuggle her like
trivance.
sneii nug mo in nor arms nuu sny,
'Sonny, thero comes your Pit.'
And theso times when I most far-
get I Hny to my Pit! 'Mnybo my Mn
will come homo soon mid put tho sup
per on.' Pa's eyes look all blurry nnd
he snys ho Isn't hungry and 'at my
Ma can't come. And then I say, 1
Isn't hungry either, and my Pa says
so low I can hardly hear lilm, 'It's-nw-
ful hard,' and I don't qulto know what
he menns, but I think It's cnuso my Mn
hns gono nwny bo turblo fnr she can't
get back again. I know sho didn't go
u-purpose. Bho liked mo and Pn too
well to go away and stay 'less she
couldn't help It
Nights when sho don't come td nut
tho supjior on, and wo say wo Isn't
hungry, my Pa rocks mo in his Inn
and rubs my hend with his hand n'most
as soft ns Mn, and ho asks mo If I don't
At xno Btern or nis Doat no has a ho snueirled me. nnd tm i.n,,
paddle llko that of a river steamer. pft-fl jmnd and we'd all got to laughlmr
This is turned by means of a chain together. Wo had awful gool times to
'uu,,,u unui.-m.-u iu u our houso then. Anil nffor ,..m
crank that the old man turns with ono Uunner. mv Pa would nv n .u
!...,.,. I. i! ...ii. . i it.-- t n.n nil
"7 " """" u,u ulUBr' i,roiu down and talk awhile before wo wash
this strange craft, nicknamed "tho the dishes,' and my Ma nnd my Pa
flying machine" by the people of Del- flnd mo w0Uld Blt down ln
ton. Sklnnor dons Ills nncllnL- . .t .. U1,L"
oi 7 ii , i , 4 aoor u it wns summer time, and talk
Skinner lives during tho winter as Ufhor nnd tu, ,.,,d ntt.
well as he does ln summer. From tho ti1 a u. una ,
overabundance of ono season ho saves Uv i nnd mv Ma .ind f ".!!
enough to meet tho necessities of tho .... t , ami
other. He catches on an average 100 'Goodness n e sS, BhonMTW Wnnf! m'8 B ""P' Aml ovorythlng-s
fish a day, mostly small ones. Ten of "J hr ago !' nnd i l T "n" W" ,h " T ,0 U' ,,0"BO 'C0I,t'
t,.. ..m 4. i i U0U1 0U1 UH "our "h0' "'Id 'nt was lnir Pa nnd mn nf lii n Intl.. ...i.n r
mi.. ,. i ..... . WlierO 8I10U put mo right Off smack fu im wn nnd Im l.,uf ..( ...,
cleaned, and stored away in great bar. Pa u stared Lro7wh "I ",nd rw1tat ho "over go to
rels of brlno kept ln tho cellar of his ,,m where my Mn S? U "n,i i, ? 'lt "M' MxCl w,,on 1 wnko I
cabin. When ho has enough barrels L" ffZifinr J 'd, ' "C'h 11,8 oycs lH loo,tl wy Homowhoros
of flsh stored away to last him through u emi nf -.- -" : 1 cairtseo tho place, and I say, 'Is
oven a flsh, except for food. "," h I.f T" . "" 1 1 t0 Hlfi0I "Sain, and my Pa don't
From his garden ho cans his vogota, M h t'r- TXJ V" 1,. T ,ny w.nt to ,ot n" K to bed, so we sit
bles and berries. Everything that Ua flnn8 nroun(i ,,ls k " Vp , my am ?K nml r.0Cl- "1 y Pa hugs
needs Is supplied from nature's "pork 22 S Tv Z , I J T l .d tlB,,t 10 (lo't KO to sleep at
barrel." An(1 , ' , . 110 "W, 'Bonny, there Isn't nnv-
The 10 which ho spends annually pflKe a sound a id "p" ", 1 TJ0." 'w."t y. "d we must
ie. for tobacco, osu-hooks and cloth. tfl you fePllng H0 wtr 1 "7 KSf
g' ni.nt l.n tr.1A . . UH fill
iuu umi my am .una
gone so far away sho never could come
back, but perhaps If wo were good we
Hiignt go some any to her, And I said ;
goes
ing,
Six thousand people sleep in the opes
air la London every night
lonesome at
now 'caufco my Ma hns gono ttway, I
wlsht so hard I could hnnr mv mu.
ny, 'Heart' delight, I Joye yon, 'cause
your my baby.' "-Toledo niadi
FORM ARMY OF EDUCATION
Kmnlnycit m Trebn.
Tho army of education tchm
tho United States it made uo M
000 teachers, of whom 120,000 1
...i ftfifk mi..
mill xrt - J iiiiiivii4 wnmw
the United Htnt, ch than
inir mi'ii itorn nnronu one is iu
Mont of the men tcnciien ire
the years of as ami flo. Tne
of tho women teacbew arc WM
and
Thero nro i!,300 men tctcicn
Ofl. Thero are less than 100
teachers over Oft, Three times u
women ns men tencliem are pt
ns "ngo unknown."
vtt . ... u . . ill i ii ir i i i i tmi
tho United Htates, thus dlrldfd
tween tho two sexes: 7,700 m
t.i mu riitiAm nn itii 1
twicbors lii tho Indian school
o.-... run ..mn inn 20U
111111111 niiiiiri wiu wim "
nil
'I'lin nvuriiiro nee of teacBdi U
United Htntcs Is higher than to
land nnd lower tnnu in uu-
.. M ....... ..11, niiu L
iiroiKiriioii i vcrj
i.. ii.n viiintrT
is lilllt'll J;--'
tlm cltv districts.
Tho lnrirest nronortlon of BW
.1.. lt'A., ll
.. , ... . .. 1 . rx r..,.)ll III 11 L'S, .
urn in lo im .nw ,
,..iiiur W) tier cent (
tntnl. Tim lnrirest uroiwrtlon er
i i. muni n vennoDw '
thov form 00 per cent of tne
I 9 AllllPI
nine h h k her n venuu". .
llTAuf Vlri.lllln
rrl.n mitnlinr of teflCllCrS W l 1
i .mi r in
States hns increnseu
MK Y-M 1 W 1 I 1 1 1 I IT llltv -
1880, 22fl,000 in Jew, "-v,vv.,
Uj at nresent AW,w
..l. VIlD0l0(.
Llttlo Wllllo-I'npa. what"1
mtl ViVJ l -A11F
son, Is a-8l.8-H-B-Bl 18
im b recti '
I II II LU 111 I IIM HI' .i
" " .lor II E
Isn't Well, a """ 00(
follow men from iwi
"Why 'o ,10y cn"
t mil
"iiiif'Jiiinu r ii in
American.
i ...liltlun.
Now. tlili UyB"i!n!tal-
l'll .ay It, franK
Wiia a
-Washington fitnr.
No Wr i ' ... $0
iiaiMi to sea n" V.
A iuiiii . nMg jrii.-
married beCHUBe l - .
. . . j.anicAa her i
are, ana ne uwi""
New York Pre.