rt-i
The Salting
Tio Juan
( ' nV rloUl, lWl. by
H"oIr.K Le CUar lleard
fvtl
r ffo et eti rti
Joyce began to ask questions, but
Toul out him short. "Never mill what
I'm a-goin' ter -s:l111 -1 ,loM l
rightly know myself yot. Hut Llppy Ml
omurtt up Hint there boodle 'fore I'm
(leu with him. There ho is now on the
vorantla of the hotel there. I'm n-goin
Wr commence. Don't do nothin' tor
queer my game now." Tom walked
tftm-kly up thi steps of the veranda ami
e.vela'tned. "Well. Lippy. how're they
gondii' ."
"All right. I reckon." growled the
cither susp. "iously.
"You know my frieu' here. Mr. Hob
Joyce." Tom went on. "You oner any- j
1U'. I don't rivkon you'll forgit him
Hkt this." Tom threw back his head !
am! Implied uproariously. The laugh !
seemed to Joyce too natural to l.e ;
wtiotly assumed. "Come on now an
have a drink." Tom concluded. "I I
reck"ii wo owe a drink ter you." Kiley
did not decline Invitations of this kind. !
no mailer hew suspicious he might lw. j
"Well. Llppy." said Tom as they all !
three filled their glasses, "y ore's lu. k
ter the Tio Juan. Long may she .
ware." They drank and returned their
glasses to the bar with a simultaneous
tlimup. Llppy sighed a sigh of deep
satisfaction and wiped his lips with '
the ItacK of his hand
".So long. Lippy." said Tom as they
u aisle?. 1. "I'm n-goin' ter take a look
at them there papers now. 1 reckon
they're all tight, though, ain't tin v :
You know Hob Joyce an' me has t k
mi as pardners. I'm startlu' In w. rk
tUero In the mornln'. Hob. yere. w ts
ter won; terday. an I reckon tie
cleared out mos' of that shotgun gold
of vers. That's clear velvit. .See you
nsaln. Good night." As he tinisled
KjRtiking Tom caught Joyce by the a:m
ih1 led him quickly from the room.
"There!" said he as they drew out
of earshot of the banvHm. "I reck n
I give '0111 somethin' ter think b. it
till utornSn. now. What's the numUr
of yer cage';"
"My room, do you menu;' inquired
,hyee. Tom nodded.
".Sure." said he. "That's it. All
rhrlit, then. That's ail I wanter know.
I promised her I'd see you safe in iir
rMtn. What I said 'bout look in' at
the papers was all a bluff. 1 don't
cares not kin' iut them. Any time ym
hajipen ter turn out Jus' stroll doun
ter the Tio Juan an' watch me digg.:i"
gold out in hunks. Only don't say a
uvrtl. I'm a-rumiin' this yere pmic
now. . Good night." Tom gently
pmfood his companion Inside the bare
little stall that posed in the Hoot Leg
hti fur a and then closed the 1
tlr mid Wt him.
As Tom's footsteps stamped down
tle resounding stairs and then died
a-way Joyce dr-w the slender loIt that
secured his dr and. laying the ler
rlnsrer of S ld Mrs. Klkius on a chair :
by the head of his 1h1. rapidly un
dressed. As he passed by the hotel verand;i
on Ms way to the Tio Juan th ih: ;
tuoniiittr several of the men he had ;
the ui-Aii l-.-fore were sitting tliore. He j
IhdnUfdy he kept his hand on the her !
rtiiser lu his imeket. as OKI Mrs. L'- ,
kln had told him to do. but no "lie '
offered to Interfere with him. S.iwlin '
k-ioks ami . muttered irrmvl from Min
or two of the men seemed to serve as '
a source of amusement for the rest. A
ruittor that in some unknown way
Jnyee had uot the better of Kiley in u
miuitrz deal was current among the
melt. awl. thouirh Joyce did not know
lj it had raise.1 him many decrees iu
tinnr esiicatiui. lb passed on with
.Hit -eakur.r to them kih! hurried down i
tib ialh that led down the river, where !
Ttu as staitilititf waist deep In the
v'kaie.u dejireion that marked th.
Tk Juan. Several men were lou:i"lnq
iiieiu the etle.
MmiM. Hob." called Tom cheerily
m Jyee nptiroachetl. "These yere
uinllueti Is. anxious to get at the but
faet b ' ' mine. Theji
hvvu n.kin me questions till they're
tdack in the face."
"What did yu
tell themV" asked
"KUi. only that if we was willin
ter have a sa!td hole in the ground
tili'iied oif on is fer a mine tho 1
otrchin't tr have no kick comin. that's
ail. (vuie over here a bit. Bob. I got
awiuettiin' 1 . .1 liter s.-e v.iu 'bout." Tak
lux the hint, the men laughed the uu
tsiy laimh of tlnse who wish to con
ciliitte and then moved away. Tom
rtrew his partner to one side.
"I wanted ter get rid of them ducks."
Kak! Tout as the last man disappear.!.
"They keeps on tryin ter get me ter
leil why I'm in this yere business when
I always siid I hadn't no use fer
mines. They think yer some bi miniu
shurp what's seen all along that this
1 a good thing an' got It cheap f'om
iipy an' then .. 4 .. claims
on Intli sde has gone up so's no oni
can't buy 'em. I ain't said a word,
only tiiat you iltourht yon kuowed a
atl thiti Alien you see it an' couldn't
hi iH el.jin. e slip. There ain't no lie
in iitjrie uf that, you see. They're fool in'
themselves, though. Lippy Hi ley war
down !wie twice already. Oh. we'll git
hint all rir-hj. all right. Jus' you watch (
me coi.ie home at noon. h. say. J
nos' fefgot' .She tol' me ter tell .u ter
pome up to the house as moon's you kin
n ttay tei dinner. Yere she come;
now. an yere comes Llppy Itlley too '
You better mosey "long, so's you won't ;
queer itiy uame. I'll be home in an
hour or two."
As Titu Jinlslntl speaking Hlhw and
Old Mr. Klkins ajipeare.1. coming from.
dHTi-rcHt directions. From his manner
Kiley evidently wished to speak with
Th. ami Joyce therefore went to meet
Old Mrs. KJkins. who at once took him
lmuie with her.
"Set right down heah an' smoko your .
lie an let me know when you see
Tawm a-.min," said she as they,
iv:.h,Ml her cottage, pointing to a box.
1 1..
ttrt rt
little veranda. "I'm
IT
of the
T-
rTn
By
WOLCOTT
? LE CLEAR
BEARD
Ml
rfo
a-goin to get dinnah reaily. an' I'd like
to know when to set it out."
Joyce knew perfectly well that it was
in order to keep him from wandering
into possible danger that he was sta
tionetl In that place, yet he accepted
the situation as meekly as Tom himself
could have done. Old Mrs. Klkins had
a wonderful faculty of obtaining obedl
once from those ith whom she came
lu contact.'
The shade and the cool breeze that
blew over this elevated spot were
grateful enough after the glare and
heat of the plain below, and the time
passed not unpleasantly to Joyce as he
sat there. He could see nearly down to
tin Tio Juan itself, so jiat Tom had
hardly left the mine when Joyce spied
him. lie called the news to old Mrs
Klkius and then sat watching lorn as
he approached. In his left hand Tom
was carrying a bundle dene up In a
ml bandanna handkerchief. His right
hand was resting on the pistol that
hung In his belt. It seemed to be a
very heavy bundle, for once Tom set it
down and rested a minute. When lie
lifted it again, something fell from It.
amtarentlv unnereehed by Torn, who
took up his Journey toward the hous.
without looking back.
I ho thing that droppeii i:om im
bundle, whatever it was. was at once
pounced upon by two or thiee men
who were following Tom at s- uie dis
tance. They examined it eagerly, pass
inu' it from one to the other and then
putting their heads together In an ex
cited irroup. Thev were still standing
in this way when Tom came up the
steps and. with a nod to Joyce, carried
hi bundle directly Into the house.
"Look here. Tom. hid you know-
that you dropped something out of that
bundle lust now;" asked Jov. follow
ing Tom into she house.
Tom winked knowingly. "I know all
'bout that." said he. "It was gold
what thev nicked up a little nugget.
I see tl.Mn fellers a-follerin me. so I
thought I'd i;lve 'em somethin' ter
think 'bout. It'll keep 'em guessln'
fer awhile. I reckon."
Tom opened the handkerchief as he
was speaking, disclosing a lot of water
worn pebbles from the river bed. He
shied them out of the window one aft-
; "Tin u nnUtn't ter have uu kirk OHtiin'.'
er another, then shook out the hand
kerchief and put It In his pocket,
"hon't ask no questions." said he, see
; ing that Joyce was looking at him cu
riously. "I'm runnin' this yere Tio
; Juan outfit now. an' I'm sure a-ruuuhf
; her fer all she's worth too. hinner
r.-ady; Well. Jus' wait a week, an' I'll
j be ready too." Taking a tin basin
J from where It hum: on a nail. Tom left
i the room. Outside he was heard to
sphih and splutter for a minute or
! two. after which he returned, fed and
, polished, and took his seat at the table.
He was in high spirits as he hurried
i through with his dinner.
I "They're sun? a-bltin'." said he be
tween the mouthfuK "Kiley mos' of
ull. I liad three offers fer the Tio Juan
already thi- m.irnjji'. an' I reckon I'll
git one to reach my ligirers 'fore nlghL
I tell 'em the mine ain't no good, an'
they think Fin lyin'. I sajs I don't
see's I got any call fer to try an' sell
the mine, an' wouldn't, only that you
wanter. an' that they swallers whole.
An' there ain't no ll in It. oh. sa.
It's great sport." Tom stopped In order
to laugh, but choked the laugh short
and added more gravely: "Look yere.
You wanter keep them papers where
you kin git at "em sudden when I
come fer 'em. an' I'm liable ter come
mos' any time, ijot 'em hero: Yes?
That's right. Well. I mus o now."
"hon't you think I'd better go with
you';" asked Joyce.
"Not much:" replied Tom emphat
ically. "Why. you couldn't do no good;
might knock ti e whole business. He
sides, there ain't no tellin' what Lippy
Kiley Ml do. lie ain't a nice boy. an'
he ain't none ioo pleased by thlukin'
he sol' u mine when he meant ter
shove the salt on to a tenderfoot. You
stay yen along with her. '.She's a bet
ter man than he Is any time."
"I don't want anybody to take care
of me" I mn lake can of mvself!"
cried Joyce hotly, rather indignant at
the idea of being consigned to the pro-
t eel ion of a woman. Tom grinned In
dulgently. "'1 hat's all right." he said consoling
ly. "I kuowed you was all there when
it comes ter a scrap, lists air that, but
this yere would be a light, an you said
you couldn't shoot."
"1 said I wasn't much good with n
pis.ni. rv,. not practiced imidi. rvo
won ;i lew prizes at 1 pigeons.
tiioiigu. aim i don i tninu id miss a
man at twenty yards rise." replied
JoM-e. looking at a shotgun that stood
in a corner.
"You don't say: That's good. Well,
there's twelve buckshot in each bar'l,
if the charges are like I left 'em, an
the ca'tridges is on the shelf. You
won't have no call ter use her mos
like. Set' you later." Tom swung out
of the door, and his footsteps died
away as he walked rapidly down the
road. Joyce picked up the gun. threw
open the breech, withdrew the two
cartridges and looked at the paste
noaru waus tnai cioseu mem. lie ex
amined the weapon critically and in a
manner that showed his familiarity
with its use before replacing the
charges and setting it carefully aside.
Old Mrs. Klkins was watching him
closely.
"You know how to use it, all right,"
said she as Joyce closed the breech and
set down the gun. "Any one could see
that. I'm glad you kin. Tnwm '11 think
all the bettah of you foil it. Not that
he don't think well of you now,"
she hastened to add, "but he'll think
moah yet if you kin shoot. He ain't
much with a shawtgun himself, but
theah ain't nobody rouif heah that
can best him with a six shootah. If
theah was only time, you could take
him out an" show him. Hut theah
ain't time."
"Not time'; Why not?" asked Joyce
"I'd like awful well to go shooting
with him as soon as this affair is set
tled. 1 can go any time then."
Old Mrs. Llkins made no reply to
Joyce's questions. "My boy him
that's gone, htm that you look like
was a mighty tine han' with a shawt
gun." said she. with an air of timidity
that always came over her when this
subject was Introduced. "Theah wasn't
no men that could beat him, back
where we lived then, In Texas, an' he
wasn't only sixteen yeah ol'."
"I suppose he had lots of chances to
practice." said Joyce, rather at a loss
what to say. "Very likely he could
use a six shooter pretty well too.
Couldn't he;"
Her face Mushed with pride. "The
othah men had the drawp." she replied
an they was three to one. yet my
boy tiahed two shnwts an' got one man
before he fell. He'd killed the brothah
of one of the men for ben tin' a woman
a greasah woman. That's what stain
ed It."
"I don't wonder that you're proud of
that boy of yours," said Joyce. Old
Mrs. Klkins gave him a look full of
gratitude, then went to a window and
stood looking out. Joyce did not care
to pursue further so delicate a sub
ject. "Isn't It awfully odd." he asked.
"that those chaps who went and salted
this mine and sold It to me will turn
right around and buy It again;"
"No; It ain't noways strange." she
replied. "Men what goes Into a gnim
like that don't nevah seem to think
that they kin be done on the same luv.
I seen It wuhkeiftinies outah mln'. He-
side-, they all know Tnwm don't like
Iiutrin" none too well, nu' they'll think
he wouldn't do it 'ithout big mouev In
lulir An' then this man Kiley ain't
now ays l.nlllaiit. Hes crooked: that s
ill Heah comes Tawni now. He's
tit di the papers prawb'ly."
Tom's footstep was heard on the ve
randa, and as she was speaking -he
burst Into the room.
'luinio the papers." said he as soon
as lie entered. "I ve made the deal
that is. I reckon I have. It'll take some
play, thouirh. yet. These them? All
right." Tom put the documents care
fully Inside his llannel shirt and turned
to go, but stopped as he reached the
loor. "i uon t know when I II bt
ba. k." he called. "It'll take a little
time fer Kiley ter chaw it all over an'
a longer time yet tore he kin irlt the
money. He'll have ter git the money.
though. This yere's a cash game, you
bet. You wait here. Hob. So long."
imiu ran from the room. The last
w..ids were spoken as he went down
the path. Joyce went out on the ve
randa. and Old Mrs. Klkins came and
Mood beside him. Together they
w. itched Tom until he disappeared.
ld Mrs. Klkins' face was troubled as
she turned to go Into the house, and
Joyce noticed it.
"ho you suppose Tom is in any dnn-
PiT' Me !ll,-eil f ti cnnitti "I l fur
mil away rather not sell the mine than
have him run any risk In trying to do
nie a service. Resides, if there is dan
ger. It's my business to be there, not
his."
That's Jus' like my boy," colnment
ed old Mrs. Klkins. "Of cohso you
wantah be In whatevah comes. Hut you
mustn't. Tlieah'd be a lot moah dan
gah If you was theah than if you wiih
heah. Now, don't yon talk no monb
'bout It. but sit right down heah nn' let
Tawtn run things. Theah ain't nothin
to do but wait."
At lirst Joyce hesitated and was al
most inclined to rebel against this
waiting policy to which the old woman
had committed him. Still, as she and
her nephew were acting solely In Ids
interest, it certainly was their due to
have their ow n way In the affair. Joyce
decided to wait with what patience he
could command.
t i:k (o.Ti.t i:i.
REMEMBER IN A SICKROOM
That medicine bottles should lie kept
out of sight.
I hat garrulous friends should be
treated in the same wise fashion.
That a rubber ice bag is as useful as
a hot water bag.
That everything about the
should be scrupulously clean.
room
That it is sometimes safer to humor
sick people than to argue with them.
That rapid recovery from Illness of
ten depends more upon nourishing food
than upon medicine.
That sweet smelling Mowers should
never be permitted in a room where
there is a vor.v sick person.
That both light and ventilation can
be regulated by placing a tall screen
liween the bed and window.
Couldn't lie INinmUiIc.
"lour symptoms." pronounced the
physician, "indicate hydrocephalus."
"What's that?"
"Water on the brain."
"It can't be that, doctor," said Mr.
.lagway. greatly relieved. "I haven't
drunk a drop of it for six months."
texehange.
NEW SHORT STORIES
The I'ji i hk; 1. 5 ii " :ii !.
Marcel l'ie i i .. U n elist,
who is a faiorsio m the .'. .n r.. t ol
ony of Faiis. relate !,js remarkable
incident:
"Whenever 1 see an Kngl.sh bishop 1
laugh a Utile to myself, for the gool
man's stalely presence reminds mrof
a terrible mishap that once befell me.
"I entertained a certain bishop last
year at dinner. My butler, an elderly
man. had brought in from a friend's
house an inexperienced lad to help him
In the dining room, and it ft'cms that
in win ! nu: nt :ini s iiorni.
tins hid ilu: :i: Hi t. ;. in of the cloth
annoyed ih. :.q..r . - ;!d endurance
With qllesl. Hi-- .; io l.:s untie.
" ilow shall I h .id the plates';'
" i o 1 sere tin- u. hes on the right
or on tile icit si.je , , t e miesls;
"'Mil t the bis!, op be sened lirst or
second ;
"bo l.e cjiitiuniil iiiteniiiaablv. and
at last the impatient butler said;
"'All yo'i wiil need to do will ho to
stand behind the bishop's chair, and
whenever 1 u lordship puts down his
glass ifU must reach over and wine
his c. M.th with a napkin."
1...1. , the initlcr expected, st-
le:i. .1 hi; assistant, but the voimir
i.. . t i. ilv to k the butler" ironical
re:,i.:ik for a serious order. As- soon as
il. . iei began he statin.Hl himself be-
!,rn! Hi" bishop, wailed till his lordship
h i dicnk and down his glass, and
men as Uili.K'ratojv as ins nervousness
wouM permit he opened out a large
napkin and wiped the dignilied old
gentleman's mouth.
"Imagine mv horror."
I'olitleal Kroiiuiiiy.
hr. Henry I.oomls Nelson of Wll-
iiams college. Massachusetts, was a
spectator some years ago at a political
parade. The marchers lo.-ame Involv
ed in a dispute with a crowd of hood
lums and soon were in the midst of a
tierce b:.ttle. Stones, dubs and lists
tausod havoc, and when the police ar
rived It was found nei-cssnry to send
for the ambulance, hr. Nelson assist
ed the police and was endeavoring to
revive a marcher who had fallen un
conscious.
When the man recovered his senses
he looked about dazed anil questioned
as to what had happened. He was
told, and the ambulance surgeon said
comfortingly: "My man. that blow
came pretty near fracturing your skull.
I'hal's a solid head of vours."
"Then thanks Im to the speaker for
the evening." moaned the victim. "He
made me carry his spc.vh lu my head
so that l would know when to lead
the gang at the proper time in ap
plause."
Sell ii r. Tried to I-'rltcli leu .nnt.
Nast's carlo.. ns of Schurz. Sumner
and their associates caused their sub
jocts great aunovaiiee.
Nasi nude a trip to Washington and
while there had been presented to
S'ehurz, who looked down with sinister
contempt on the little man before him.
"You will not be allowed to continue
your attacks upon me." he said rather
lieivelv.
"Why not. senator?" queried Nast.
"Your paper will not permit them."
"Oh. I think it will." ventured the
artist quite pleasantly.
"Well. then, it will not!" declared the
tall statesman, with a threatening air.
I shall publicly chastise von!"
Nast laughed his happy, infectious
laugh, in which many Joined. That
the mnn who had detled and destroyed
the bullies and thugs could be Intimi
dated by Senator Schurz perhaps seem
ed to them humorous. From "Thomas
Nast" In October Fearson's.
TRUTH TRIUMPHS.
Life
I a Conllict. nn. I I'.rriir Dies
In
the StriiKKle.
Life is a struggle. Wars end. but the
war ot the race the antagonism ol
thought, the strife between men. be
tween man and the forces external to
him. within the soul of the indiv idnal-
ends not save it be with extinction.
terror gains many a temporary tri
umph, but the Mnal victory is with
truth. There is substance in truth that
in the last balance outweighs error.
Nature's process is by test and trial.
by unfolding, changing, ripping up. un
doing, redoing. Ky contrast and con-
Mil l she tries sincerity and treachery,
honor ami dishonor, fitness and unfit
ness, courage and cowardice, truth and
error, i he conflict of ideas between
social and political systems and be
tween creeds and philosophies is as
rude as the conllict between the sea
and land, terror dies In the struggle.
From "Halance: The Fundamental Ver
ity," by Orlando .1. Smith.
UU .Mntelifrt.
"You told me this horse had won half
a dozen matches against some ol the
best horses in the country. He can't
trot a mile in six minutes to save him."
"It was In plowing matches that he
took the prizes, sir."
A look of Intelligence in a man is
what regularity of features is In wo
men; It Is a style of beauty to which
tLo most vain may aspire. -La Hra
yere.
Vl :i --
1 C
t Yyw.
WOMAN AND FASHION
A S!li.Mh nit.
While vrepe tie huie was used In the
development of thi. stylish waist. The
drop shoulder yoke Is cut in faneifu
shape and further ornamented by lace
lady's waist.
medallions. In the back the fullness is
drawn down, and in the front u slight
Mousing effect is given over a close
tilting lining. The closing Is In the
back. The sleeves are of the latest
shaping and have a deep, pointed cuff.
This will be found an excellent design
for taffeta, voile, albatross and all soft
fabrics. The medium size requires three
and seven eighths yards of thirty-six
inch material.
('lin'oii For Winter Frock.
Kmbroidercd chiffon Is a favorite fab
ric for evening gowns. Many dinner
gowns which are being designed for
the winter social season are of some
dark shade of chiffon, embroidered In
a small design, in a lighter tint of the
same color. These gowns are but little
trimmed, while the silk frocks for
evening wear are a mass or shirrs,
tucks or pulllngs and are frequently
adorned with painted lace and trimmed
with costly Jeweled buttons.
The Xeiv Veil.
The newest veil Is called the Melba
and looks more like an exquisite luce
tlounce than a veil. It Is deep and wide
and circular and made mostly of Chan-
tilly lace, with its Hat, silky mesh and
graceful patterns.
Some of them have the pattern of
the edge repeated, In a smaller way, at
the t..p of the tlounce. Just where It
lies over the brim of the hat.
Sf Ha liber Cnnta.
Handsome silk rubber coats are
made with a satin finish, straps down
over the shoulders and across the
opening in front. The arms are under
big capelike pieces at the sides, which
are carried In with a putlllke effect at
the lower edge.
1'or Little Iloyn.
Little boys are never more attractive
and never better pleased than when
wearing coats suggestive of military
styles. This very stylish one Is made
of Kussiau blue melton, with collar and
cuffs of black astrakhan cloth, and Is
delightfully suggestive of real cold
weather, but it can be reproduced in
KfsSIA.V SOT.
any color preferred, with collar and
cuffs of velvet, of the material or of
cloth In contrasting color. The model Is
extremely simple and Is closed quite to
the neck, so giving ample protection.
To make the coat for a boy six yours of
age will be required two yards of mate
rial forty-four or one and tlve-elghths
yards Mfty-two Inches wide, with a
quarter yard Mfty-two inches wide for
rollar and cuM's.
Molinlr .Vein For the Hair.
Mohair nets are sold for the back of
the hair to keep the new low coiffure In
place. Smaller nets come for S cents
npicee to put over the front. The two
combined keep the hair from being
wind blown and untld'.
Winter Hutu.
Wide strings of net. tied In n big
bow at the left of the chin, will make
Koine of the winter hats decidedly pic
turesque. The Wily
ho you
has set
(Mattered!
WIllOTV.
know that my
eyes upon you?
Has she really?
Widow-
da tighter
Hachelor
Widow Certain. Only today she was
saying. "That s the sort of a gentle
man I should like for my papa."
Well Plotted.
The Koss Fin afraid you are not
qualified for the position. You don't
know anything about my business. The
Applicant- hon't I. though? 1 keep
company with your typewriter! -Chicago
Journal.
THE NEGRO DIALECT.
Some ('ouimenlM on I'iiuI I.uurcuce
DiiiiliurVt Kflortu to Siiktitin It.
"As a rule the negro who has grown
out of the dialect of his race makes an
extremely jioor showing in an effort to
mimic the negro's talk." said an ob
servant man. "and his ufforts to write
it are even more pronounced failures
Hut Faul Laurence hiinbar. the negro
poet, has written at least one thing In
which lie sustained the dialect of his
race. In the 'heath Song' Dunbar got
closer to the talk and the nature of the
negro than in any other effort. It Is
worth recalling, so here It is:
"Lay mo down benonf de vvillers in de
grass,
Whrih de branch il k a-singln' as it pasa
An vvn I's u-Iuyfa' low
I kin hyeah it as it o
Slnghi'. 'Sleep, my huney, tk yo' res' at
las'.
"Iay mo tilKh to wimh hit meks a little
pool.
An' de watah Man's so jukt Ink an' cool
Whah de little birds In .spring
lst to come an' drink an' sing.
An' the chlllen vvad.jd on dtry way tc
school.
"Iet nie settle vv'en my shuiihlahs drupt
d.-y load
Nlf?h oiioueh to hyeah do noises In de
road.
Fa' I fink du las' Ioiik res'
(.'win. to soothe my sjiurrlt hes'
F.f Is layia 'moitg de things Ts alius
kriowed.
"You will observe here that he shows
the negro's strong devotion to the 'i,
and it is interesting because of the
tendency oti the part of writers of ne
gro dialect to force the i out by the
substitution of 'si.' hunb'ar's use of i's'
for the Improper I Is is genuine. Most
negro dialect writers of today would
wrhe it 'All's.' for they nearly always
us. 'Ah' for 'L' So he shows the same
preference for 'i' in the lines--
"An' vv'en I's a-layln' low
I kin hyeah It as It go
Slngln. 'Sit-ep, my honey. t k yo' res' at
las'.'
"Here we have i's' and i kin.' both
showing the negro's devotion to the
sound of i.' So he Uses 'gwiii. for 'go
ing.' probably errs in the u stinctlve
'gwin to,' for thi' negro, as a nile. will
make one word out of the phr..se, giv
ing it more the sound of gwiuter.' Hut.
on the whole, the dialect is good and
Is well sustained." New Orleans
Times-1 einocrat.
OUR TREASURE IN KEATS.
Ills I'oetry of Throe 1)1 men aIoiim
Heluht. Ilrendth nnd Solidity.
In reading Keats one is strut k witt
the wealth of his equipment, the solid
qualities of Ids art. his soaring Imagi
nation, his rare sense of beauty, his
range of emotional response, his rich
resources of language, and, not tin.
least noteworthy, Ids capability ot
growth lu taste. To consider what a
poet thus endowed might have given
to the world had he lived to the age ot
Shakespeare or Milton excites tht
mind almost to pain, so little short ot
miracle was his actual achievement.
We believe there Is no evidence that
he wrote a line of verse after his twen-ty-lifth
year, and lie probably wrote
little after his twenty-fourth, and yet
what a glorious body of life and Inspi
ration he has left! It Is poetry of three
dimensions height, breadth and solid
Ity. And yet. withal. It has arrowiike
intensity a quality of which he him
self said, "The excellence of every art
its Intensity, capable of umkiug nl
disagreeables evaporate from their be
ing in close relationship with truth and
beauty."
His transcriptions of the classic Intc
modern speech In "Hyperion" and "La
mia." the wonderful music and colot
of "The Eve of St. Agnes." the deft
ami eerie handling of ballad themes in
'it F.elle Dame sans Metii" and "Isa
bella ; or. The Fot of Hasll." the over
Mowing dreaminess of midsummer lu
the "ode to a Nightingale." the depth
and lyric directness of such lines a
"In a Drear Nighted December," and n
whole anthology of noble sonnets In
terpretlng lite and nature these are
but a moiety of the overtlowing stream
of his passionate imaginings, for In
him the intellectual and the emotiona
were kindly mixed. In the face of
such a record of good work the faults
of his earlier maimer are not worth
consideration. Century.
A LONG LOST CITY.
TnniiKm, tlie Site of the .Moder-n
Town of ("reinndn. In Crrecc.
(.fremada Is the name of the modern
city in Hoeotia, Ureece. which occupies
tho site of the ancient city of Tanagra
The old town was a rich and luxurious
place, greatly renowned for the cock
Mghts that were given there. It had
the honor of being the birthplace of
Corluna, the great poetess of the lifth
century before Christ, and perpetuated
her memory by a majestic tomb, on
which she was represented live times
crowned In reruembrance of the live
victories which she had gained lu the
lyrical contests with Pindar. Despite
this comparative celebrity It appeared
destined to the eternal sleep of forget
fulness when after more than twenty
two centuries of silence chance drew
to it the attention of archaeologists.
In 17U the inhabitants of the neigh
boring villages while digging in their
fields exposed to view some tombs
which the French have assigned to the
nineteenth century before the Chris
tian era. The discovery of these flrst
scpulchers was the cause of excava
tions, during which a quantity of other
tombs were discovered, all situated
along the roads which led from the
walls of Tanagra in the direction of
Thebes. Chnlcis. Harnla and Flatae.
Among this mass of tombs belonging
to several centuries the most interest
attaches to those of the fourth century
before the Christian era on account of
their contents. It was in these particu
larly that the statuettes known today
under the name of "Tanagra figurines"
were for the most part discovered.
Declared IIIn Intention.
Mrs. Uusher Has Mr. C-ohVoin. with
whom you have been dancing all the
evening, at last declared his intentions.
Mabel? Mabel Yes. aunt. Mrs. Uush
er I am so glad! And what did lie
say? Mabel He declared he would
never marry.
An Oeporf unity to t'nen.
"The difference between an old maid
nnd a married woman." savs Caustic.
is that one makes some man happy
for life and the other doesn't." Now
guess which is which. -Cleveland Plain
Dealer.
Genie In Terse
The Doer.
When earth's Hrst picture was painted
juThupH on the bark or a tr.;e
And the i. ..j.Ie cathcrvd around it and
St. Mm ull tiptoes to see.
No doubt there were those among: them
who called It a daub and who
Uave pitying looks to the nrtist and
knowingly murmured "Pooh!"
When the lirst of the world's brave poeta
scratched out on the side of a stone
The Jlrst sweet measures that ever a soul
hud claimed as its vvn.
We may lie sure there were people who
.s..i :nnly turned aside.
Belb-viaif the ivVs efforts and time had
been misapplied.
Brave soul, be strong and be faithful In
the work thai is iclvon to you.
The critics will shruf? their shoulders and
scon at the thin you do.
But the world's ll-st artist was followed
by others who glorified art.
And the world keeps on having poeta
whose lyrleu men lenru by heart.
Chicago Itecord-Hcrald.
Talking In Their Sleep.
"You think I am dead."
The apple tree suld.
"BtictuiK.; I Iwtvu nevur a leaf to show;
Iterance I utoop
And my branches droop
And the dull gray mosses over mo grow.
But I sun alive In trunk and shoot:
The buds of i. t Mny
I fold away
But I pity the withered nis.s at my
root."
"Vou think I am dead."
'Jin- tpilck grass said,
"Because I have parted with stem and
bl:-d ,
But under the ground
I am safe and sound.
With the snow's thick blanket over me
laid.
I'm all alive and ready to shoot
Should tho sprint; of the year
C'omo dancing here
But I pity the Mower without branch
or root."
"Vou think I "am dead."
A soft voice said,
"Because not a branch or a root I own.
I never have died.
But close I hide
In tho plumy seed that the wind haa
sown.
Fatlont I wait through the long winter
hours;
You will .see me again
I shall laugh at you then
Out of the eyes of a hundred flowers."
Edith M. Thomas.
On the Firing Line.
For glory? For good? For fortune or
fame?
Why. ho. for the front where the battle
la on!
Leave the rear to the dolt, the lazy, the
lame;
Go forward as ever the valiant have
gone.
Whctht-r city or field, whether mountain
or mine.
Go forward, right on to the firing line!
Whether newsboy or plowboy or cowboy
or clerk.
Fight forward; be ready, be steady, be
urst;
Be fairest, be bravest, bo best at your
vvock;
Exult and be glad; dare to hunger, to
thirst.
As David, as Alfred let dogs skulk and
whine-
There is room but for men on the firing
line.
Ayo. the place to fight and the place to
fall
As fall we must all in God's good time
It is where the manliest man is tho wall.
Where boys are as men In their pride
Where glory gleams brightest, where
brightest eyes shine
Far out on the roaring red firing line.
Joaouin Miller In Philadelphia Public
Lidgi-r.
SHOOTING BIG GAME.
DuiiKer When the Ilullct Fall to
Stop the Brute" Advance.
The disturbing element In hunting
elephant or seladang or rhino has been
always to me at least the feeling of
uncertainty as to whether or not I
could stop the animal If I wounded It
and it charged me. as it did on at$ ar
erage of once m three times.
H.ised on my experience, therefore, I
t-lioiild place the elephant tirst and the
rhino third :.fter the seladang, which
Is fully as formidable as the Cape buf
falo and is miscalled the bison all over
India. Each of these animals Is dan
gerous on different and individual
grounds. The elephant, though less
likly to charge than any of the others,
is terrifying because of his enormous
strength, which stops at no obstacle.
and the extreme difficulty of reaching
a vital spot, especially If, with trunk
tightly coiled, he Is coming your way.
I know of no sensation more awe
some than standing ankle deep in
clinging mud in dense cover, with the
jungle crashing around you as though
the entire forest was toppling, as the
elephant you have wounded comes
smashing his way in your direction.
The seladang is dangerous parti y bo-
cause of the thick jungle he seeks
when wounded, but more especially
because of his tremendous vitality and
his usual though not invariable habit
of awaiting the hunter on his tracks
and charging suddenly, swiftly nnd
viciottslv. It requires close nnd hard
hooting to bring down one of these
six foot specimens of oriental cattle.
The danger of the tiger and of the
lion Is in their lightning activity and
ferocious strength. Hut you have the
shoulder in addition to the head shot
if broadside, or. If coming on, the chest.
all sure to stop It well placed. The
tea sou the rhino is so formidable is be-
caiM its vulnerable spots arc bo hard
to reach. Its brain Is as small In pro-
portion as that of the elephant and
may be reached through the eye If
head-on, or about three Inches below
md just in front of or just behind the
base of the ear, according to your posi
tion for a sliot.- Outlng.
She Gloated.
:V Fort Falrtleld (Me.) woman was
awakened at 3 one morning by a furi
ous ring of the telephone In her house.
'eellng from the wllducss of the Hnr
that somebody's house must be on Are
or that somebody was bleeding to
death, she scampered downstairs and
nervousl3 seized the receiver, only to
icnr a shrill soprano voice shriek: "Got
our washln done yet? Had mine out
inlf an hour ago."
Lout nu n Foul.
ilnve you a taste for music?" asked
Miss Chilbeen of Hostou.
i don't know," replied the million-
tire mine owner's daughter from Lead-
ipe Gulch. "I never tasted any, but I
like to hear it played."
That ended it, for Miss Chilbeen was
own and out for twenty minutes,
though she afterward claimed that she
ost on a foul. Cincinnati Commercial
Tribune.