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served shyly.
liy did you go on
with your uncle to Sau Pedro instead
of coming home with the rest of us?"
"It was the easier way." replied Ino
cencio gravely. But be attempted no
explanation.
Liana caught her underlip with her
pretty white teeth. "Oh. and you’ve
been home already this morning and
are going off a^aiu with the padre's
horse?” she pursued.
"When evening falls, I shall be back,
uud then 1 would speak with you. Lia
na. That is what I came to say.”
He only waited to see that she con
sented. and then he was off down the
road.
That evening as they walked in si
lence Liana, who bad been awed by
her lover’s strange mood and by the
gloom of the night, looked timidly up
In his face.
"Well,” she said faintly, “wbat did
you want of me. Inocencio?”
The young fellow, who had been do
ing battle with himself all of the pre
vious night, turned sharply as though
carried away by a sudden and mighty
impulse.
"By our Blessed Lady, I can stand
this uo longer! Will you marry me?
Answer me. yes or no."
Liana had never seen the quiet re
serve of her hitherto devoted worship
er give place to this abandon of feel
ing. She shivered a little, partly from
remorse, partly from fear, partly from
vexation, nnd walked on silently, look
ing down at the grass at her feet.
"You are stripping me of my self re-
ipict," Inocencio said hoarsely. “Can
you not see what you are doing? Tell
me you do not care for me, but do not
mock me.”
He placed his hand under her chin
and turned her face toward the light
of the sky. What he saw there caused
a low cry to escape him.
“Liana, you have ruined my life,” he
said solemnly. Then he set his face In
the direction of home and walked on a
few paces.
The gill's conscience reproached her.
She kuew she was not blameless. He
CHAPTER III.
By and l»y Inocencio was 18. He now
stood six feet, bootless, and was, more
over, a young fellow of magnificent
build. (It was his ancestors who used
to dance the war dance and cry “Ouich-
’ka!” not those who lived in a castle
and wrote on crested paper, that he
had to thank for this.) Ills eyes were
as dark as the waters of the Illo
Grande under the cover of a starless
night, and they looked out straight into
those of his fellows like the eyes of an
animal that does not know enough to
fear.
In the puebllto where lie lived he
was regarded as a marvel for bravery
and strength. Once, when there had
been one of those rare occurrences In
Mexico, a fire, all the town had flocked
about to see It, thinking it. for Its rari
ty, better than a fiesta. Then. In full
view of every one, with the flames
scorching him and the smoke blinding
him, Inocencio had fetched out from
the fire an old woman In one arm, a
crippled girl In the other, while on his
shoulders was a little boy. Oil, It was
a marvelous feat, and beyond doubt lie
was a youth of courage, they said.
Liana, for her part, was fast growing
into womanhood and was withal fair
to look upon. To Inocencio she was
very fair indeed, and his wont was to
liken her to the flowers that smiled,
rare, white and wonderful, from
among the dark leaves of the magnolia
tree. La bella magnolia, he called her.
At times she glanced with sucli favor
upon him that he almost thought the
beautiful dreams he had dared to
dream were about to be realized, and
old Cristino would chuckle in his
heavy, ponderous way and. slapping
him on the back, say that all would yet
be well, that Liana’s heart was in the
right place, after all.
Again clouds would lower and the
girl would look at Inocencio indiffer
ently. Her scarlet mouth would draw
Itself down in a prim, cold manner,
and she would call hint “the senor”
and ask him In still, stilted tones If his
health were good these days.
Inocencio was as sliy of expression
as any of his forbears that ever tip
him with a look oj yreet-
toed in silence along a dusky trail, and, -She went up to
Ing in her eyes.
for the most part, lie suffered these ca did not seem to hear her call bls name,
pricious moods without a word. But so she drew near to him and laid her
there came an occasion of a memorable hand pleadingly on his arm as one
outburst of strengtli and righteous In
might who has done wrong nnd Is
dignation which brought things rather sorry.
more to a climax.
“I can’t say just now. Life is so
It was the feast of Guadalupe, and,
strange and confused, Inocencio. But If
as usual, both he and Liana were in
If you’ll wait”—
the merry city with the good padre.
She began to cry softly, her bead
And merry Indeed It was. The long, against his arm. He had never seen
straight street leading to the Santuarlo her In tears since she was a child, and
formed a brilliant vista to the gaze. he was helpless for words. He stroked
Nearly every bouse along its length her hair instead.
was lighted with vessels of burning oil
By and by he said, "I love you so
and with a profusion of many colored
much, little one. that I must have you;
lanterns and made gay with draperies,
t must.”
green boughs and pictures of the
“How much do you love me?” She
“Mother of tlie Mexicans," as a thou
was smiling uotv through her wet
sand banners proclaimed Our Lady of
toshes.
Guadalupe.
‘ li the fallcw kwr loves tlie forest;
The sidewalks were filled with a
as the traveler the pomegranate and
moving throng of men and women,
orange tree; ns the still night the song
their faces all set In the same direc
of yonder cenzontle—so I love you.”
tion toward an arch of tire that span
Ami all the way home Liana was as
ned the street in the distance. The
sweet as the last dip of cane juice from
arch was formed of paper lanterns
strung on wires across the street, and the boiling batteries along the river
bottoms of the Ameca valley. From
the brilliancy of the lights Illuminated
that day ou she stood rather more In
and outlined like some enchanted
awe
of her big lover.
structure against the sky the grand old
»»»•»••
Santuarlo.
San I’edro Is the little summer town
The plaza in front of the church nlso
was filled with a mass of humanity, of the elite of Guadalajara. Outside
while surrounding It on all sides were of the fashionable quarter lived Juan
the venders of tortillas and strange Oajaea, Inocencio's uncle. He was a
fruits‘and vegetables with still stranger sculptor by trade and modeled those
Indian names. The venders squatted wonderful and delicate little figures in
on squares of matting and sold their clay which may be seen from the City
commodities by the light of flaring of Mexico to El Paso and San Antonio.
Often as children his nephew and Lia
torches.
Although not so fashionable a throng na had gone In to see him work and
as that to be seen In the I’laza de Ar watched bint by the hour. On a bit of
mas, the crowd about the Santuarlo clay no larger than lie could well hold
was composed of all classes. Cavaliers In Ills band th»' modeler would fnll to
In picturesque, sliver laced riding dress work. and. Io. there started to life the
mingled with men whose white cal- toreador in Ids most spirited, graceful
sones, rolled up to their knees, showed attitude, springing before the bull; or
lean, brown, sinewy legs. There were the aguador, with his water jars; the
grave, stately Mexicans and eager, lenador, with his fagots; the enrga-
dor, with bis great pack upon Ids
talkative Americans.
As the Padre Antonio and those who shoulder—every type of the varied
were with him passed from the front trndes and occupations of the country.
of the cathedral across the plaza Ino Marvelous was the plastic art which
cencio saw something that caused him Juan displayed.
It was In Ids humble atelier one day
to clinch his hand and made the blood
surge to his head till the gay scene that Liana met a dear old friend of the
spun before his gaze in a swaying padre. She was an American Indy
mist. He snw the bold, passionate look who. with her son. who was a civil en
of a young American who was devour gineer, at thnt time working on the
ing the beauty of Liana's exquisite line of road which they were endeavor
face, and hq caught the quick upward ing to survey between Guadalajara
glance of Liana's eyes, the blush upon and the Pacific coast. The padre had
her check and the pout of her lips be brought her to Juan Oajaea for a sit
fore she drew more closely the folds of ting. Juan was known to model like
nesses admirably and could actually
her rebozo about her.
The next day old Cristino sat under produce a miniature bust with com
his portico, sewing up a rent In a raw mendable verisimilitude In features
hide chair bottom. Presently down the and In expression.
Kindly, distinguished looking Mrs.
road came Inocencio on a horse he
Morris was pleasing the sculptor very
had free use of the padre’s animal—
mts'h by examining and expressing
and, drawing up before the house, he
her appreciation of his work, when
called to Cristino:
“Is Liana within? I would speak suddenly she threw her head a little to
one side and listened.
with her.”
"What a sweet, pure voice!” she ex
When Inocencio was mounted for a
claimed.
ride, he scarcely sat In the saddletree.
"Yes,” said the padre; “that Is Liana,
From the Campeche hat that shaded
my capricious protegee. And she Is as
his face down to the pair of Mexican
beautiful as her voice Is sweet- a slen
spurs thnt tinkled their little steel
der crescent of human moonlight. But
bells against their huge five spiked
you shall see.” Then he called her.
rowels on his heels you might have
Pi order to get to Juan’s house you
drawn a perpendicular Hue. it would
have taken In shoulders, thighs and passed through a gateway In an adobe
wall and entered a large, unpaved ln-
all.
Liana came around from the other closure. Here orange trees grew, and
side of the house, smiling and radiant. climbing roses rioted over the house
It made her proud to see him there so and rough wail with an exquisite pic
fine and splendid. She went up to him turesqueness. Liana was out plucking
With a look of greeting in her eyes and some of the flowers which Juan's seno-
ra was going to send to old Cristino,
began stroking the big horse’s mane.
“I’ve Just been out by the wood shed the day being his fete day.
She answered the padre's call, her
feeding the cat and dog.”
arms full of the roses she bad been
"Yes,” said Inocencio.
Something in his tone made Liana gathering—perfect buds of pure gold -
with airs and graces quite her own.
look at him twice.
missed you last night,” she ob Mrs. Morris was Immediately captivat
ed. as tbe padre bad known sbe would
be; and when Liana left tbe room ►' -
turned to him. saying:
“Something must be done for that
girl. Her voice, nt least, must t>e culti
vated.”
Tbe school of music In Guadalajaru
was a uew Interpretation of life to tbe
padre’s protegee. As one caught abed
by the first sunrise at sea. her spirit
leaped Into fresh garments and looked
out upon a wider heaven and earth
than ever it bad seen before.
"It ees so ver' amable, so ravlssaut!”
she exclaimed to Mrs. Morris In com
ment on tbe school.
But In proportion to tbe ravishment
of tbe new vistas, tbe old uarrower,
simpler mode of life gradually began
io chafe auil fret. Nearly all her life
the love of the padre, of her grandfa
ther and Inocencio had sultlced to till up
aud satisfy Liana's heart. Now It was
no longer so. A vision floated before
her. It was no bourgeois vision of hap
piness; not some casa grande, with
stately, arched entrance and spacious
court within, like thnt to which she
went so often with the dear American
señora; It was not clothes such as the
fine ladies seated In family conches In
the Plaza de Armas wore. Of such
stuff was not the dream that floated
before tbe girl.
It was something
vague anil Indefinite, anil the rich
warmth of an unsurrendered nature,
longing for outlet surged up continu
ally in her heart, like a restless tide
against th»' sea wall.
One afternoon, being especially rest
less. sbe went Into th»' little village
church, and there upon tlie clay floor
before Our Lady's shrine she offered n
strange prayer. She prayed that some
thing might happen—something. Any
thing, Indeed, to give things a turn.
After supper that evening she
brought tbe water from the spring as
usual. It was Crlstlno's custom to
place tbe great tluaja close by the open
chimney, where through the chill night
th»1 water would grow cool In tbe draft.
But tonight he dltl not come to help
her. He just sat there by the window,
his gray head In his hands. Liana call
ed to him. Still he did not lift his head.
Nor would lie evermore lift It again.
He was »lead.
Something had happened—yes. some
thing. Indo» d. Liana, dumb in the sight
of her pro ver’s answer, sank to her
knees undi a burden of guilt she nev
er had known before.
[ to
be continued .]
The l*<»|><llntton of Babylon.
Various attempts have been made, by
comparing its area with that of modern
cities, to estimate the population of
Babylon. But on tbe lowest calcula
tion It would be found, supposing It to
Imve borne any considerable resem
blance to on»' of our cities, to have had
a population of 5,000,000, a supposi
tion to which all but Insuperable ob
stacles are opposed. The map of Asi
atic Turkey shows that tbe extent of
country around Babylon available for
agricultural purposes must have been
quite Inadequate to supply the neces
sary demands for anything like such
an immense population.
Perhaps, on the whole, we limy esti
mate the population nt from l.OOO.lXH)
to 1,200,000. This supposition derives
support from the fact that Seleucia,
with a population of 000,000 souls. Is
stated by Strabo and Pliny to have
been about half the size of Babylon In
the days of her greatest glory.
A
Strange Method of Salutation.
Of nil the strange inodes of snlutn
tlon. the most extraordinary Is tbe
"dance of ceremony" curreut In tbe
west African kingdom of Dahomey
Whenever any Dahoman chief or otti
clal of rank comes to pay you a visit
he always opens th»' Interview by
dancing around you with various queer
contortions (extremely suggestive of
his having Just upset a kettle of boll
Ing water over bis knees), which you
are bound to imitate as closely ns pos
sible.
It Is even reported—with wbat truth
I cannot say-that one of the native
ministers of the terrible King Gezu
owed Ids rapid rise at the Dahoman
court wholly to Ills superior skill In cut
ting these strange capers nnd that lie
thus literally ns well as figuratively
Jumped to preferment.
novr John Fell From Grace.
SLICING A RATTLER.
THE COLORADO WAY OF TURNING
THE DANGEROUS TRICK.
Dexterity and Darin* ot the Cowboy
In Cutting Off the Head ot the Hep-
tlle After Its Ineffectual Attempt
to Strike.
I
FOILED BY HIS OWN THICK.
Scheme For Selling n Farm nnd It#
Drnmall»' I'llmn«,
"Some years ago." said the narrator,
"an oil boom bit Litchfield. Ills., and
everybody for miles around was seen
sniffing for oil anil every stranger sus-
peeted of iH'Ing an expert looking for a
good thing. An old farmer named Loo
mis had a jiig place three miles out of
town, which wouhl have been a fortune
for him had he not been possessed of a
piania for swapping, manifest In a per
•nnlal attempt to trade off his land
for twice Its value.
"When the boom was nt the top notch,
Loomis received a visitor who took so
much interest In the farm, so liked its
appearance, location, etc., that th«' old
farmer scented u petroleum man and
saw visions of Incalculable wealth;
but. being a shrewd man. Loomis »lid
not ear«' to tak«> any unnecessary
chalices with Providence, and on th«'
quiet he sent th»* hired man out tin*
back way with orders to dump tlm ker
osene can Into tin- 'veil, Tim visitor
liked the entlti* place, inspected the
barn, the chicken yard and then, as If
by chance, asked for a drink of water.
"Loomis wns waiting for that nnd
hauled up a brimming bucket before
tin* man’s own «'yes and poured him out
it gourdful of liquid with a tine, opn-
lescent scum upon It. The visitor smell-
<■<1 the stuff, tasted It, mail»' a wry face
ami askBd If the water was always like
that. ‘Oh. yes,’ said Loomis, ‘but yon
soon get accustomed to tin* taste, ami
our doctor says this is the finest water
on earth for the stomach.’ ‘Well, I
am ding dunged If I’ll ever get used to
It,’ was th»' unexpected response. ‘I
am looking for a farm, not an oil well,
ami if I have got to haul m,v drinking
water three mill's from Litchfield I
guess I’ll rather buy nearer town.’
"It took Loomis six months to get the
taste of oil out of his well, ami by that
time th»' boom was over, and nothing
was left of tlie oil craze but rotting der
ricks ami abandoned shafts.”—New Or-
leans Times Democrat.
"Did you ever see a cow puncher kill
a rattlesnake with a knife?” said a
Colorado citizen now In town. “When
I first went west, I punched cattle on
the Sunset ranch, one of tlie largest In
southern Colorado. I was a tenderfoot,
fresh from the east, but uo swell head
about me. That saved me a lot of
trouble. The Ixtys were dead wllliug
to put me next, even to a 14-year-old
broncho never halter broken. Among
other things, I learned how to kill a
rattler with a bowie kuife. 1 killed
one with a knife to make my standing
good, but after that a guu or a pitch
fork was good enough for me.
"I luive seen a plainsman ride up to
a small sized rattler, Jump off his horse,
kick at the waving head, avoid tbe
strike and as the reptile came down
place a heel upon its neck, coolly take
a knife from his licit nnd dispatch It.
I have also seen a live rattler thrown
up on a haystack machine, and I have
seen th»' men working on thnt stack
jump, roll, tumble and slide to get
away. They could not set* the rattler;
that was all. In the open they would
have played with it.
"A rattlesnake Is harmless out of
coil. For that reason it wastes no time
in getting back into coll after the
spring. It will not strike unless It Is
perfectly sure It can reach Its object.
Therefor»' the cowboy must get Into
reach of the snake’s spriug. It can
spring half its own length, and some-
times more. Of course the larger the
snake the more coils, and the more
colls the mor»' vicious the rtrlke.
"Dick Haynes was a young dare
devil who would go out of his way to
play with n rattler, I have seen him
kill at least a dozen with a knife, and
A Shock to Richard.
1 saw him when he got such a close call
Mabel had been waiting for her lov
that It»' dropped the game and used a er's return for what seemed to her an
guu forever after.
ng»'. Hei heart turned to stone as she
"We were out together one Sunday. thought of him, young, slender, but
It was warm.and as we rode he fanned brav»' to rashness and recklessness,
Ills face with tils sombrero. Suddenly closeted alone with her stern father In
he chipped Ills lint on his head and th»' grim old library. The door opened
started Ills broncho on a lope. ‘Watch al last, and he stood liefort* her, a flush
tn»1 get that pison,’ he shouted.
on his cheeks nnd an expression In his
"Fifty yards to our right was a rat eye.
tler. It was trying to get away, but
"Did you see papa, Richard?” she
we headed it in an instant anil were off asked with trembling eagerness. He
our horses. It immediately coiled, and held her In his arms for a moment
then I saw the biggest snake I have without speaking.
ever seen. It was a diamond rattler
"Yes, dearest," he said at length.
ami about 20 years old. It had the
"And what did he say, Richard? Tell
ugliest head 1 ever saw, enormous in m»' what he said! He refused you?
size, ami with a mouth that reminded Oh. your eyes tell me! He refused: lie
mi' of a bulldog's Jaw. Dick stopped will not give me to you? But I will be
Just long enough to size up its length —I am yours! I do not fear his harsh
so ns to get an idea of Its spring, and ness—we will tl.v!”
then went in on it.
But Richard looked down Into her
"The strike came like a flash of light pleading face ami shook Ills lieail slow-
ning. Th»* snake struck the ground ly, like a man In a dream.
with a sound like the cracking of a four
"Tell me. then, for I cannot wait !
horse whiplash In the hands of an ex Was hi’ brutal and cruel to you? What
pert. Dick Just saved himself by did he <lo? What did be say?"
throwing Ills body back full length.
Richard drew a king, «l«>ep breath ami
Tim sunk»* coiled again before Dick again looked down nt the face turned
could get to It. 1 got nervous and call up to meet his troubled glance, He
ed to him to shoot it.
sighed and whispered slowly:
“ ‘That’s the first one that ever struck
"He only said. ‘Thank heaven!’ and
at m»' and got back,’ he said, ‘and I’m went on reading."—Exchange.
going to have that pretty head.’
M rbniikf For Dy«pepNin.
"The rattler was beside Itself with
A French medical Journal cites ■
rage. It lay. coll upon coll of smooth,
glistening length, showing the long uumber of cases « her«' great nnd lasi
reach ami powerful spring In reserve. ng beneflts were derived by people suf-
Out of the colls two feet more of body fe Ing from dyspepsia and abdominal
and neck rose straight in the air, and diseases from a gentle massage treat
above all thnt black, venomous head, ment of tbe abdomen. One case men
with glowing eyes ami forked tongue, tioned Is that of a young man aged 21)
years who for six months laid been suf
waved, slightly, warily, to and fro.
“Dick stepped In again, more cau fering with Ills stomach. In spite of
tiously. II»' reached the knife nearer varied treatment lie «'as gradually
ami yet nearer to that swaying head. growing worse and looked like one In
I knew he was getting too close, but I the last stnges of phthisis. He suf
feared to speak to him. Then came tbe fered from constipation nnd Insomnia.
strike, with that marvelous dart of II«' wns very nervous nnd was con
speed. Dick’s knife flashed and the vinced thnt he was about to die. After
snake lay squirming, a headless thing, Instituting the abdominal massage Ills
condition rapidly improved. Ills ab
upon the ground.
“ ’Let’s get to camp,’ said Dick. ‘It domen, which had resembled thnt of a
child with meningitis, became supple
got me In the thumb.’
"We Jumped tor the saddles nnd and daily enlarged. The treatment
started on a mad run for home. Dick was not severe nor very special. 111 b
rode with his thumb on the saddle pain disappeareil, nnd lie was able to
horn nnd his knife in his other hand.
digest all that was given to him. The
"‘If she begins to swell, off she patient gained In six months about 65
pounds, which he has not lost since
comes,’ said he.
“We reached the ranch, and while thnt time, now five yenrs ago.—Les
Dick poured down whisky we exam- lie's Weekly.
lin'd the thumb. We could 11ml noth
Both Prayers Answered.
ing. not the slightest wound. Tbe snake
Th»' last time I Interviewed General
had struck the liamlle of bis knife, and
tlie strength aud suddenness of the im O. O. Howard It was on the subject of
pact made Dick lose Ills nerve. It was answers to prayer, and 1 thought I had
a good thing for him. lie never went him. In his famous tight with Stone
after a rattler again without n long wall Jackson the Union forces were de
feated, so 1 Inquired of General How-
‘44.’”—New York Suu.
a rd:
Going All Ihe Time.
"You prayed before that battle?"
"I see a Wisconsin man claims to
"Yes," lie answered.
hnve solved tbe perpetual motion prob
"And Jackson was a praying man.
lem.”
He prayed also."
"That’s nothing. 1 buve a model of
"Yes,” he assented.
a perpetual motion machine at my
"Then how was It he gained tbe vic
bouse now.”
tory? Did thnt mean that the Union
“Does It work successfully?”
cause was wrong?”
"From the standpoint of perpetual
Very gently tbe good old general re
motion, you bet It does.”
plied: "Both our prayers were answer
"Have you given it a name?”
ed. Jackson prayed for Immediate vic
"Sure.”
tory and 1 for tlie ultimate triumph of
“What do you call It?"
our cause. We both got what we prayed
" ‘Jimmie,’ ami It was 5 years old Its for.”—Independent.
last birthday.”—Chicago Post.
Chinese servant stories are epidemic.
Here’s one, and it’s true:
A west side woman a few days ago
was boasting to a caller of the virtues
of her Mongolian cook, and she empha
sized the latter’s systematic methods
as his special strong point.
"John finishes bls work at precisely
the same minute every evening,” said
she proudly. "I always know exactly
where he Is a ml what he is doing at
any time of the day.”
"Well, what Is he doing now?” was
asked.
“Let me see. It Is 7 o'clock. Well,
he Ims Just finished putting the dishes
nwny and at this moment Is sweeping
the kitchen. Come, let's go out an»l see
If I'm not right."
They started through the dining
room and found everything in Its place,
as prophesied. In the pantry the dishes
were nently arranged In their custom
ary place. Then they opened tlie
kitchen door.
There in the center of the room was
John, nnd lie was complacently wash
Penetration of Light.
ing himself In the dishpan!
Experiments show thnt light can lie
The embarrassed mistress and her
Cloud Mountains.
convulsed guest retired In haBte, and
The highest of all the clouds are seen through n clean cut opening of not
the servnnt problem was dropped.— those delicate, white, fibrous, detached more than one forty-thousandth of an
Milwaukee Sentinel.
masses of frozen vapor; always seem Inch. Tills fact was determined by
high ngnlnst the blue sky. The top tnklng two thoroughly clean, straight
Apples the Diet Far the Sedentary.
most point of the highest of these may edges, placing n piece of pnper lietween
Apples are very wholesome and di be ten miles above the earth. They are the surfaces nt oue end, the opposite
gestible. They contain considerable railed clrrhus clouds. Altogether there end being allowed to come together.
potassium and sodium salts, magnesi ire ten principal types of clouds. The Th«' strnight edges being plnced be
um, a little Iron and about 85 per cent lowest, known as the stratus, are really tween tlie eye and n strong light in a
of water. Apples, being rich In pectin, horizontal sheets of lifted fog seen on dark room, a wedge of light wns per-
form readily Into jelly. They also con damp days or In very damp locaJItlea. celvetl from th«’ ends between which
tain free organic acids as well as salts, These clouds are only a few hundred the pnper wns plnced nnd the opposite,
such a malates, citrates and tartrates. feet above tlie earth.
which were brought together. The
They are quite laxative, more so if tak
Some of the vast bodies of vapor are thickness of the paper being known,
en late at night or early In the morn higher than the tallest of the Alps. th«' dlstnnce npnrt of tbe two edges
ing with a glass of water. Their nutri They are undoubtedly snow capped— of the small end of the wedge of light
tive value Is not much, as they are veritable mountains of Ice and snow. was easily calculated, and tbe result
largely composed of water. For In It has been discovered that the tem wns shown as above.
valids apples nre best when baked nnd perature on one such summit was 75
eaten either plain or served with crenm. Degrees below zero.
A Bell Thnt Never Rang,
—Ledger Monthly.
A curious legend Is that connected
Were It possible for us to ascend In a
balloon nnd penetrate one of these with the bell of St. Murn, In Ireland
nintlns For More.
snow capped peaks from base to sum The bell was said to have descended
“bld you notice, Maria, how 111 na
mit we shoulil travel first through a from the sky ringing loudly, but as It
tured Jones got when he learned I had
layer of dry air, vapor and water, a approached the earth the tongue de
bought that diamond brooch for you?
third of freezing vapor, water and ice, tached Itself ami returned to the skies.
Now he'll hnve to get one for bls wife."
and Anally through the summit, com Tbe people concluded from this that
“I don't like Mr. Jones, and 1 would
posed of dry air, vapor and Ice, but uo the bell was never to be profaned jiy
not care bow often you made him ill
sounding on earth, but wns to be kept
water.
natured.”—Exchange.
for nurmwes more bolv and beneficent
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BLftKE,
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& TOWNE
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Importers and Dealers in
1‘nrtl.v from historical and partly per
haps from racial causes the English
are
essentially untnllitary. t hey reseut
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the control of soldiers. Tiny distrust
STRAW ANU BINDERS' BOARD
tullitnry ideals. No government that
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ever
exist«'«! it) this country was more
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unpopular
tlinn that of Oliver Cromwell
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and
his major generals. Its unpopu
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Nicely furnish
larity
left an Indelible murk on English
’
ed rooms by the
day, week or
Institutions. For many years it made
mouth, eu suite
It Impossible to linve a standing army.
or slugle.ut low
r»t»-s. Country
Even when the course of events made
solicit» d and uo pitins will lie spared
It necessary to concede that much to putrouoge
to make them oomfortablo during their visit.
th«'
military necessities of the time It IMHI Market st, amt 11 Ellis St., corner
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still
remained a maxim for centuries
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Stockton, San Franoiaoo.
with all politicians that as little power
Telephone Red 301. MRS. RANFT, Prop.
as
1 possible must be granted to tlie sol
diers;
that their business was to fight
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CHAS. CAMM
our
wars, and. tills being don»', thnt
For 3 years with
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C. E. Whitney A Oo.
there
was little or no place for them In
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the body politic.
We do not think It necessary to «!«■
NEW COMMISSION HOUSE
fend
this attitude of mind. Like most
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popular
feelings. It Is largely unjust,
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but also, like many popular feelings, It
Is
' based to some extent on a true con
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ception. Politically, using the «ord In
Its largest sense, th«' domination of the General Commission and
military Idea in a state Is calamitous.
Produce.
It tends, we believe, to destroy individ
uality and is a serious menace to Indi
Specialty, Butter, Eggs and Cheese.
vidual liberty. — English Monthly R»>-
Your consignments solicited.
view.
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MARTIN, CAMM S CO.
Thf Third Ilnndle.
The best account of the origin of the
loving clip conies from the late Lord
Lyons. British embassador at Paris.
Henry IV of Franc«' while hunting be
came separated from bis companions
ami. feeling thirsty, called at a wayside
inn for a cup of wine. The serving
maid on handing it to him ns he sat on
horseback neglected to present the linn
ole. Some wine was spilled, and his
majesty’s whit»' gauntlets were soiled.
While riding home he bethought him
that n two handled cup would prevent
a recurrence of tills, so his majesty
had a two handled cup mad«* at the
royal potteries and sent it to th«' inn.
On his next visit he called again for
wine, when, to his astonishment, th»-
maid, having received Instructions
from her mistress to be very careful of
the king's cup. presented It to him by
holding It herself by each of its han
dles. At once the hnppy Idea struck
the king of a cup with three handles,
which wns promptly acted upon, as Ids
majesty quaintly said, "Surely, out of
three handles I shall be able to get
one!” Hence the loving cup.
In the World.
All the world knows that coflee in
excessive use is injurious. And yet
the cofleo lover cannot stand taste
less cereals. There has to this time
been no happy medium between.
Cafó Bland fill's tin* void with the
liest elements «if Isith. It is richer
than straight coflee, and many will
not be easily convinced that it is
not all coflee. But we guarantee
that Cafó Bland contains less than
fifty per cent coflee, which is scien
tifically blended with nutritious
fruits and grains, thus not only
displacing over fifty per cent of the
canein, but neutralizing that which
remains and still retaining the rich
coflee flavor. To those who sutler
with the heart, to dyspeptic, ami
to nervous people Cafe Bland is
especially recommended as a health-
f il and delicious lieverage, so satis-
«ying that only tlie mem tier of the
family making the chan;
change in the
has tieen one.
coflee knows there l._.
More healthful, richer and less ex-
penslve than straight coflee. Better
in every res]M*ct. 25 cents per lb.
Your grocer will get it for you.
Ask for
SpIrllM Above ami Below.
"Many years ago.” writes a New
Hampshire clergyman In the Boston
Journal, “It wns the custom to store
liquors In church cellars in Boston;
not all of them, but many of them.
As late as 1850. ami probably later, the
cellar of the stone church on Bowdoln
square wns used by the Trull distillery
near by (l’ltts street. If 1 am right) for
the ripening In hogsheads of New Eng
land rum. Seim* one found a hymn-
book In a pew and copied In there tbe
following verse:
'■Tiirre ar»' spirit# above and spirits below.
The spirits of love an»l the spirits of woe.
Tlie spirits above arc the spirits of love;
The spirits l»-low aie tlie spirits of Woe.
Tlie spirit above is the spirit divine:
Tlie spirits tw low are the spirits of wine.
rronounced caf-tuy—accent on last syllable
A b Anecdote of Greeley.
“1 have myself frequently watched
the men putting hogsheads of rum Into
th«' cellars or taking them out."
A call was once made by a dozen
noted artists of the Academy of De
sign. In 1870, on Horace Greeley. Mr.
Clarence Cook, then tbe art critic of
The Tribune, had been saying things
alsiut the academy exhibition which
caused the venerable chiefs of that es
tablishment to boll with indignation.
One day a committee went down to
The Tribune to complain. Mr. Greeley,
having listened In silence to wlint these
gentlemen had to say, looked up from
his desk, a twinkle In his eye, and
said, with Ids peculiar nnsal falsetto:
"Gentlemen, I judge from your re
marks that Mr. Cook’s articles are
widely rend, They will therefore con-
tinue to lie printed In Tbe Tribune.
Good morning.”
Four Perfect XV omen.
The prophet Mohammed Is reported
to have said that “antoug men there
Imd been many perfect, but not mor»1
than four of th»1 other sex hnve attain
ed perfection
to wit. Aslnh. Mary.
Khadijah ami Fntiinn.” Aslnh was th»'
wife of the pharaoh of th»' Exodus.
She forsook the faith of her fathers, on
account of which her husband subject-
»•»I her to many cruelties. Tli»> Virgin
Mary was tlie secontl perfect woman,
Mohammed stilting that "six' had been
exulted nbove all the women of th»'
world." Kliailijah was the first wife
of th»' prophet, "a princess among wo
men." l-'atimu. according to Moham
med, wns the fourth perfect woman,
she being ills beloveil »laughter.
Insalted.
Lord Cardwell was In the habit of us
ing the church prayers at family pray
ers. One day his valet came to him and
said, "I must leave your lordship's
service at once.”
"Why, what have you to complain
of?”
"Nothing personally, but your lord
ship will repeat every morning, ‘We
have done those things which we ought
not to have done and have left undone
those things which we ought to have
done.’ Now, I freely admit that I have
often done things 1 ought not, but that
I have left undone things that I ought ,
to have done I utterly deny, and I will
not stav here to hear It said ”
X nilr »■#»-»»’# < 1» 11 «1111, •- Vanity.
"Ilans Christian Andersen,” said one
who snw him often, "was the most
charming egotist I ever knew." When
the Dnnisli crown prince brought home
his Swedish bride in th«' summer of
18(10, a great assemblage of people
stood in tin- streets of Copenhagen to
see th»' royal couple pass.
In oil»' group were several «listin
gtilshed women ami th»* great story
teller, Hans chrlstinu Andersen. Th«’
women occiipi»'«! front scats at tlm win
dow ami rei-clved marked attention
from the court dign tarles In the pro-
cesslon.
Some one in the company remarked
that this particular window Rf'eined to
possess peculiar attractions.
"fill, yes." said th»' aged poet, pleased
ami happy In his sent, where he hail
b<*en s«'«'ii by nobody. "Everybody
knows me."
Th»' quiet smile thnt went round the
group liml no trace of unkindness. His
childish vanity wns one of the amiable
traits of the gentle old man Every-
body knew nnd loved It.
The Bill Would Grow.
"I’ve brought you n little brother,"
said the doctor.
"No.” said the Impossible child; “the
stork brought my little brother.”
"Well, I’m the stork,” said the doctor.
“But where Is your bill?” said the Im
possible child.
It Is claimed by those who should
know thnt an Impossible child Is prob
ably never wittier than upon the occa
sion of somebody being born Into the
family.—Detroit Journal.
Au Act of Grnlltnrte.
Old Church Lotteries.
A gentleman saved the life of a
clothes dealer «ho had been capsize»!
In a boat The hitter was profuse In
Ids thanks nnd said to Ills rescuer: "I
set' that you li.-ive spoiled your clothes
<»n this auspicious occasion Allow me
to tnke tlie opportunity of Itnndlng you
my business card. Ten thousand ele
gntit summer suits at 4G marks!”—File-
geode Bin’tor.
A citizen of Wilkinsburg, I’a., owns
an old lottery ticket which reads as
follows: "No. 257. Presbyterian church
lottery. Authorized by law. This ticket
will entitle the possessor to such prize
as shall be drawn to Its number. If de
manded within 12 months after the
drawing, subject to 20 per cent deduc
tion. M Wilkins, president of the board
of managers. Pittsburg. June 3, 1807.”
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