. FROM THE JAPANESE.
"Bo ycnax. ho cannot know tha way,"
Thus I brd a mother say
At the close of a summer day;
Bnt bo knew the road, it seems.
Into the shadow land of dreams.
. And she wept above his clay.
Since, though young, he knew the way.
Gone, where snramer moths resort.
Or small boats that leave the port, .
Bailing over the stormy brine.
As, with this long sleeve of mine.
Under the gloom of alien skies.
I dry my weeping eyes.
If I could be where the billow whirls, .
In a lacquered skiff, with a paddle of pearls,
Young no more, but old and gray.
You may be Bure I'd know the way. -
B. H. Stoddard in Scribuer's.
AN IDYL OF THE HT.
It la sunset at the HT ranch. Four or
fire cowboys sit gloomily about, outside
the ranch house, awaiting supper. The
.Mexican cook has just begun his fragrant
task, so a half hour must elapse before
these Arabs are fed. Their ponies are
turned into the wire pasture, their big
Colorado saddles repose astride the low
pale fence which surrounds the house.
, and it is evident that their riding is oyer
Tar the day.
Why are they gloomy? Not a boy of
them can tell. One is from Princeton,
too. They have been partners and cora-
paneros and "worked" the HT cattle to
gether for months, and nothing ever
came in misunderstanding or cloud.
The ranch house is their home, and,
theirs has been the unity of brothers.
A week ago a pretty girl, the daughter
of one of the owners, came to the ranch
from the east. She was protected in
this venture by an old and gnarled aunt,
watchful as a ferret, sour as a lime.
Not that the pretty girl needs watching;
ahe is indeed in every move propriety's
climax. No soft or dulcet reason woos
ber to the west; she comes on no love
rrand. She is elegantly and profoundly
tired of the east, that' is all, and longs
for western air and western sights. She
has been at the HT ranch a week, and
the boys have met her, every one. The
meeting or meetings were marked by
awkwardness as to the boys, utter in
difference as to the pretty girL She
met them as she met the ponies, cows,
-homed toads and other animals, domes
tic and indigenous to eastern New Mex
ico. While every cowboy was blush
ingly conscious of her, she was purely
and serenely guiltless of giving him a
thought.
Before this pretty girl came the boys
were friends, and the calm tenor of their
relations with each other had never a
ripple. She was not there a day before
each drew himself insensibly from the
others, and a vague hostility shone
dimly in their eyes. It was the instinct
-ct the fighting male animal aroused by
the presence of the pretty girL She,
however, proceeded on her daily way.
sweetly unconscious of the sentiments
she had awakened.
"Men are mere animals; women are,
too, for that matter, but they are very
different animals from men. The ef
fort the race makes to be the other, bet
ter or different than beasts fails. It al
ways failed; it will always faiL Civili
zation culture is the variest veneer
and famously thin. A year on the plains
cracKs this ' veneer this shell and
leaves the animal exposed. This is by
the expanding growth of all that is ani
malish tr a man; these attributes of the
physical being fed and pampered by a
plains existence.
The dark. Vague, impalpable differ
ences which cut off each of these creat
ures from his fellows and inspired him
with an unreasoning and immeasurable
hate had grown with the brief week of
their existence. A philosopher would
look for trouble soon on the HT.
"What did yon go and take my saddle
for yesterday. Bill?" said Jack Moore to
boy by the name of Bill Watkins.
" 'Cause I allows I'll ride it some,"
mva WfttkiriH. ' 'I trioncht. it min-Vi lilra
to carry a high grade cowpuncher once."
"Well, don't take it no more," said
Moore, moodily, ignoring the gay inso
lence in the reply. "Leastwise, don't
come a-takin' of it an 6ayin' nothin.
Yon can palaver Americano, can't you?
"When you aims to ride my saddle agin,
ask for it; if yon can't talk make signs,
and if you can't make sign, shake a
bush, but don't go Injunin' off no saddle
vof mine no more."
"Whatever do you allow is liable to
happen if I take it agin tomorry?" in
quired Bill in high scorn.
Bill was of a more vivacious temper
than the gloomy Moore.
"You takes it agin an I mingles with
. you a whole lot, mighty prompt," re
plied Moore in a tone of obstinate injury.
These boys were brothers in affection
before that pretty girl came, andjeither
would have gone afoot U day to lend
his saddle to the other. Croing afoot, too,
is the last tiling, let me assure you, a
cowboy will do.
"Well, don't you fail to mingle none,"
said Bill, with cheerful ferocity," on ac
count of its being me. I crossed the trail
of the shorthorn like you, over on the
Panhandle onct, an' puts him in the fire
an' has plenty of fun with him."
"Stop the play now, right yere," said
Tom Rawlins, the HT range boss, who
was Bitting close at hand. "You all
spring trouble 'round yere an HI be in it.
Whatever's the matter with all you peo
ple anyway? You're like a passel of sore
'head' dogs for more'n a week now.
You're' shorely too many for me to sabe,
an 1 cl'ar gives you up."
The boys started some grumbling re
ply, but the cook called them to supper
just then, and, one animalism becoming
overshadowed by another, they forgot
their rancor and vague animosities 'in
thoughts of supplying their hunger. To
ward the last of the repast Rawlins arose
and going to another room began over
looking some entries in the ranch books.
The pretty girl did not eat at the ranch
table. She had little banquets in her
own room. Just then she was in her
own room and began singing in a low
tenor some tender little love song that
seemed born of a sigh and a tear. The
boys at supper heard her, and their re
sentment of each other's existence began
.again to flame in their breasts and burn
deeply in their eyes. None of these sav
ages was in the least degree in love with
the pretty girl either. They might have
become so, all or any of them.
ine singing went on in a cooling, soft
way that did not bring you the words
only the music
"What I says about my saddle a while
back, I means," said Moore, finally, turn
ing aarK loo&s on Watkins.
"See yere," paid Watkins, in an exas
perated tone he was as vicious as Moore
"if you're p'intin' out for a war jig
with me, don't fool "round none for
reasons, but jest let 'er rolL Come
a-runnin, an' don't bother none with
ceremony."
"A man don't need to have no reasons
for crawlin' you none," said Moore.
"You're fair game, you are. Anyone's
licensed to chase you 'round jest for fun
an' exercise."
"You can gamble," said Watkins con
fidently, "any man as chases me 'round
much will regard it as a thrillin' pastime.
He won't get fat at it none whatever."
"As you all seem to feel that away.'
said Moore, "111 step out and shoot with
you right now."
"Well. Ill shore go you." said Wat
kins.
They arose and stepped out at the door.
It was gathering dark, but it was light
enougn to snoot by.
The other cowboys followed in silence.
Not one said a word in comment or in
terference. They were grave and seri
ous, but passive. It is not good form to
interfere with other people's duels in the
southwest. The pretty girl was still
singing, and the strains fell softly on the
ears of the cowboys. Every one, whether
onlooker or principal, felt inspired with
a lurking, pleased anticipation of the
blood to be soon set flowing. Nothing
was said of distance. They separated to
about forty paces and turned to face
each other. Each wore bis "Coifs 45,"
the loosely buckled belt letting it rest
low down on the right hip, Each threw
down bis big hat and stood at apparent
ease, with his thumbs caught in the pis
tol Deit.
"Shall you give the word, or me?" said
Moore.
"You give it," said Watkins. "ItH be
a funny passage in American history if
you get your artillery to the front any
sooner than I do. then."
"Be you ready?" asked Jack.
"Shore."
"Then go!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" went
both pistols together, and with a rapid
ity not to be counted. Moore got ' a
crease in his left shoulder a mere
wound to the flesh and Watkins fell
with a bullet in his side. Rawlins, the
range boss, came running out. He un
derstood all at a look. Hastily examin
ing Moore he discovered that his hurt
was nothing serious. The others carried
Watkins into the house.
"Take my pony, Baddled at the fence.
Jack," said Rawlins, "and pull your
rreigtit. xtus yere man's goin' to die."
"Which i shorely hopes he does." said
Jack, bitterly. "Ill go, though; I ain't
got no use for none of these yere he
shorthorns around the HT."
So he took Rawlins' pony, and when
he stopped riding in the morning it was
no marvel that the poor pony- hung his
head dejectedly, while his flanks steamed
and quivered. He was almost 100 miles
from his last corn, and cooled his nerv
ous muzzle as he took his morning drink l
m the Kio Pecos, a stream far to the
west of the HT.
"Some shooting scrape about their
saddles, miss; that's all." So reported
Rawlins to the pretty girL
"Isn't it horrible!" shuddered the
pretty girl, in reply.
The next morning the pretty girl and
her gnarled and twisted aunt paid the in
jured Watkins a visit. This sight so af
fected the other three cowboys that they
at once saddled and rode away to the
northwest to work some cattle on the
Ocate Mesa. They intended to be gone
three months. They looked black and
forbidding as they galloped away.
"It's a pity Jack Moore ain't no better
pistol shot," said one, as the picture of
the pretty girl visiting the wounded Wat
kins arose in his misid.
"That's whatever," assented the others.
The pretty girl was full of sympathy
for the stricken Watkins. It occurred
to her, too, that his profile was clear and
handsome. He was certainly very pale,
and this stirred the depths of her femi
nine nature. She and her aunt came to
see the invalid every day. Once the
pretty girl said she would bring him a
book to read and -while away the hours
which seemed shod with lead.
"I can't read," said Watkins, in atone
of deepest shame. "I never learned. 1
should like to read, too, but there's no
one to teach me. So that settles that,"
and the rascal expressed a deep sigh.
Watkins lied. ' It was he who was the
Princeton man. He said afterward that
this lie was the only real good work he
ever did in his life.
So the pretty girl came every day and
gave Watkins a reading lesson, while
the gnarled aunt read a book and watch
ed them through the open door.
"By the way," said Watkins one day,
"where's Moore?"
"Why?' asked the range boss, to whom
the question was put.
"You tell him," said Watkips, his eyes
beginning to gather rage, "that when 1
get out 111 be lookin' for him with
something besides a field glass."
"Oh, no!" said the pretty girl, rising
and coming toward his couch. Her
tone showed disturbance and fear at the
thought.
As he gazed at her the look changed
in his eyes. Hate for Moore gave place
to something else.
"No," he said at last. "Tell him it's
all right, Rawlinsl"
The pretty girl thought him very
noble. -
Watkins was out in five weeks and
could go about the ranch. One night
Rawlins thought he heard a pony in the
yard and arose to remedy the matter.
As he stepped out a couple passed him
in the moonlight. It was Watkins and
the pretty girL The caitiff's arm was
round her. Dan Quin in Kansas City
Times.
. Herbert Bismatrek Im Paris.
Count Herbert Bismarck, after spend
ing five weeks with different friends m
England, has arrived in Paris. He has
come chiefly in search of "distractions,"
which was also his object north of the
channel. Whether the search has been
so far successful is more than doubtful,
as he is looking a sad and depressed
man, wearing tne appearance of one
from whom the tide has flowed. An old
friend with whom ha ha1 Wn
tog last evening was heard to remark
aner ne went away tnat ne was not up
to aate, ana seemed hardly to take in
what is going on in any part of Europe,
or what has gone on since he dropped
out of politics.
In this connection the person I quote
observed: "How wonderfully soon a
politician wno is not great in himself,
like Mr. Gladstone, loses touch with the
political world when obliered to retire
therefrom!" Prince Bismarck is said by
ms son to Dear up well against the
neglect into which he has fallen. He
finds occupation in business enterprise.
His brewery scheme interests him. The
princess takes far more to heart their
changed position. She is in poor health.
Count von Hatzfeld, of the German em-
Dassy in ijonaon, is also in Paris, but
his visit has no connection with that of
Count Herbert Bismarck. Cor. London
Mews.
Mr. Dcmv (n Diianil.
There are few men in public life more
scrupulous in keeping appointments than
Chauncey M. Depew. That much court
ed gentleman, as a general thing,, is un
able to accent one-third nf tha inn-Its.
tions that he receives, but after he has
accepted an invitation to attend a meet
ins:, a banatiet or a hall nnthino- hi.td,.k
ness will prevent his keeping the engage-
. f . : n . , . . .
"cuu vv.i-. imi vj ntny nnas nimseil
"booked" for two or three PTirawmoTitii
on the same evening, and he manages to
get arounu on time ana make a pleasant
impression at each nlara. A four nio-ha
ago he had two dinners and a private re-
IS , -,
ccpuuu uu 1118 nanus.
One dinner was at t.Via T7nivn Tarm
club and the other at Delmonico's. Mr.
Uepew made the principal speech at
each. One evenine he went to Ynnlmra
and delivered an oration on the occasion
of the opening of a new building. He
came back to this citv. and rA.r.hA1 TV.1.
monico's in time to take a prominent
part in tne Patriarchs' first ball of the
season. Doubtless tha fa.t that MV Tta.
pew never allows himself to fret about
auy Liiuig expuuns now ne can nil two or
three imnortant AnfraramAiita in an
ing, and appear on each occasion fresh.
uu uiu smiling. -LNew atom limes.
Electrical Lecture.
It was recentlv sne-cwitAd that aWM.
al night schools be established in vari
ous cities for the benefit of those who
desired to become f amili
al subjects, but who were fully occu
pied during the day. Columbia college
is about to put into practice a modifica
tion of this idea, and its nreidTit Th
Seth Low, states that it proposes to have
a course or evening lectures, illustrated
by experiments, on the TYra-tirn.l otwh-
'
cations of electricity. ;Dr. Low, while
favoring the idea of night schools in
electricity, under certain conditions, is
of opinion that, in coma nasoa
they are practicable, a course of evening
lectures can pe given with very great
benefit. New York Commercial Adver
tiser. A -Freiclit Car's Ban -with as Fair Wind.
During the fierce and biting wind
which prevailed in this vicinity the other
day, a freight car standing on a siding
here was blown through a safety switch
to the main track and thence down to
near Lehighton, a distance of four miles.
It passed Packerton at the rate of twen
ty miles an hour. Messages were sent
over the wires to look out for the car,
and it was stopped and side tracked in
time to avoid an accident. The car
passed Packerton before the message
could be sent there to catch it in its
flight, and its speed, without a locomo
tive attached, startled all who saw it.
Mauch Chunk Cor. Philadelphia Record.
Mrs. Blame's Astonishing Conduct.
Mrs. Joseph Blume, of Allegheny City,
has astonished her neighbors and her
husband by giving birth in the past two
years to seven children. Within the last
few days Mrs. Blume has presented her
husband with triplets, plump, healthy
youngsters, two boys and a girL Not
quite a year ago the Blume family was
blessed by the birth of twins, and in the
preceding twelve months Mrs. Blume
gave birth to her two first babies. The
triplets and their prolific mother are
doing welL Cor. Philadelphia Record.
Bled in a Coffin."
Barney Prickers, a well known char
acter of Alliance, O., died the other day
in a coffin. For twenty years it has been
his custom to 6leep every night in a cof
fin of his own - manufacture, believing
that he was about to die. He always
robed himself in a shroud before retir
ing. The coffin ia of oak, very strong
and covered with allegorical subjects.
Flickers was 75 years old. Exchange.
Mowing on the Ice.
One of the queer Eights at East Machias
last month was a crew of men mowing
on the meadow of Mr. Jacob Foster,
Mr. E. P. Gardner had the work done
and put into his stable eleven loads of
well made hay. This meadow was not
mowed last summer, and the solid foun
dation of ice gave the men a good chance
to work. Lewis ton JournaL
Great Horse 8hoelnE.
A. remarkable horse shoeing record is
reported from the establishment of Leach
& Lydston, in this city. Between Thurs
day morning and Saturday night two
men, Messrs. Lydston and McGrath, shod
200 horses, all round. Portsmouth
Times. ...
Ooing Up.
Men who do not read the newspapers
have begun their usual winter amuse
ment of thawing dynamite cartridges by
the cooking stove. Consequently stoves
and building material are "going up.
Springfield Union.
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