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CORVA
iLIS
GAZETTE
SEMI-WEEKLY.
ITiriOW Kstab. July, 1897.
GAZETTE Ktb. Dec. 1862.
Consolidated Feb., 1899.
COBVALIilS, BENTON COUNTY, OREGON, TUESDAY, JANUARY 6, 1903.
YOIi. IIL NO. 37.
LORD OF THE DESERT
By PAUL
CHAPTER XIX.
Thieves "Fall Out."
Another morning finds the Indians
holding their ground. They are well
intrenched and the besieged in the
Stone House can only remain cooped
in until relief shall arrive from the
fort.
If they 'are even spared this privi
lege they will feel thankful for it
requires time to communicate with
the military authorities and then sol
diers move with deliberation and pre
pare before they move.
Old Egan's messages are already
sent out and his reinforcements are
doubtless on tne road. While sol
diers are preparing "rations" and
rolling their blankets and seeing to
their equipments generally, Indian
warriors are already in the saddle
and riding night and day toward the
seat of their campaign.
If the Indians should surmise that
relief had been sent for they would
hurry the final attack, and the be
sieged felt much alarmed for fear
that they might discover the tracks
of Metzger, who had borne the mes
sage to the trapper. There was also
. some fear of delay in communicating
with the military post as the trapper
was known to spend a great deal of
his time away from home, working
among his traps in the rimrocks.
While it was considered best that the
trapper should make the journey to
the fort, yet, Metzger had received in
structions to go, should he be unable
to find Hammersley.
The besieged determined to die
rather than fall into the hands of the
Snakes, for they knew that Old Egan
would show no mercy now, having
caught the Lord of The Desert in his
treachery, and they guarded the loop
holes with close scrutiny never fail
ing to send a bullet at the slightest
exposed portion of an Indian's body
They were well supplied with pro
visions, water and ammunition, and
unless -actually overpowered, would
be able to withstand a siege indefi
nitely. The Indians were likewise prepared
"for the siege. Besides the pure water
' that flowed from the mountains above
the Stone House, they had the great
meadows for their stock to graze upon
and had the Lord's choicest bullocks
to select from when they became
hungry. To the starving warrior
from the rimrocks and lava beds this
life was truly a dream; plenty to eat
and drink, only desultory guard duty
just exciting enough to stimulate
- their energy Old Egan's braves were
In their element. But summer can
not last always even with the savare
While his warriors were reveling in
the luxury of a hazardless siege and
the hope of an old time assault and a
division of the rich booty. Old Egan
was scanning the desert for his re
inforcements. Intuition admonished
him that delay would not help his
cause; that the sooner he had taken
his prey and vanished among the lava
rocks of the far south, the better.
The outlook who had been placed on
. the peak overlooking the desert, sig
naled Old Egan that reinforcements
were coming.
The chief could not resist climbing
to the summit of an adjoining foothill
and looking for himself. He was re
warded by seeing a cloud of dust far
out on the desert to the south" that,
.from its length along the plain, he
knew a band of his warriors were
coming in single file as rapidly as
their steeds could bring them. A
little later another cloud of dust from
the southwest announced other rein
forcements on the way, and. thoueh
the Indians preserved a silence while
In view of the occupants of the Stone
House, they could not resist chanting
their war sontrs in their concealment.
Just at nightfall another band of
reinforcements arrived, and, the
Indians now becoming more bold,
rent the air with their warwhoops. But
the new arrivals were hungry and
thirsty, and as darkness came on the
.Lord of The Desert beheld their
campfires in every direction and he
saw them busily engaged in cooking
and feasting upon his choicest beeves,
which had been fattened for the pal
ates of a' different race.. Martin Lyle
was . not a coward. He was a villain
and a thief and a drunkard, but with
all of this he was a man of couraere
of the true Scotch stripe. When he
saw his property being sacrificed, his
home surrounded by an ene.my, his
life and that of his companions
threatened, he rose- from his big arm
chair, dressed and armed himself for
battle and took active command of
his men.
Dan Follett had been watching the
proceedings with studious silence.
He came to the conclusion that a
crisis was at hand. Meeting the
Lord of The Desert in the front yard
he told him he would sneak with him.
"Mr. Lyle." he said. "I think it high
time for a settlement between us. I
have performed all of my agreements
with you and you have put me off
from day to day. and now that I have
no obligations remaining unfulfilled I
demand that the deeds be signed and
that you pay the balance due me."
"Tut, man, this is no time for set
tling business affairs, when our very
scalps are quivering on our heads.
There Is plenty of time. Wait until
we have repulsed this band of blood
thirsty savages, which your awkward
ness has brought to our door, and
then we will talk about settlement."
"But we must settle now!" de
manded Follett. "You have thus put
me off from time to time and I now
must have a settlement without fur
ther delay."
"I am a man of few words, as you
know. Follett," responded Lyle, "and
I answer now, once and for all, wait
until I am ready to settle." j
"So am I a man of few words and
also cf quick action, your Lordship,
a title for which you are indebted to
me. and another moment's delay on
your part will be the costliest act of
your life!" said Follett in a low, de
termined tone. :
Dan Follett was a man of action
and of few words, as the reader is
aware, and his conscience did not die- j
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tate moral means and ends. He was
naturally inclined the other way. His
spirit for revenge knew no bounds.
He had already determined his course
should the Lord delay settlement
longer.
He had not been asleep all of
these years, either, in regard to the
Lord's affairs. He went straight to
the hiding place of Lyle's treasury
and helped himself. Ten thousand
dollars in gold and bank notes he
took and secured safely In a belt al
ready prepared next to his body.
Then like a coyote he skulked away,
passing through the guard of exult
ant warriors, grown careless with
confidence in superior numbers, and
stealing one of their best hordes
rode away in the darkness. As their
bloodthirsty war-whoops chimed in
about the Stono House, he glanced
back through the darkness and said:
"Devour them. Lord of The Desert
and all, hungry pack, I will see that
you are not molested In your work.
Before Hammersley reaches the fort
his tongue will be silenced forever,
and Dan Follett, the half-breed, will
be well on his way to where he will
live the remainder of his days In
luxury."
CHAPTER XX.
Mountain Lion and Desert Coyote.
There was no time for hesitation
on the part of the trapper. Although
he bore no concern for the safety of
the Lord of The Desert, under ordi
nary circumstances, he would not
have him slain by Indians at the
present time. Besides, there were
those in his employ who deserved the
assistance of their fellowmen.
He announced his intention at once
upon the arrival of Metzger of going
to the fort but thought best to take
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He gave her hand an assuring clasp.
a few hours sleep before starting out
on so fatiguing a journey. Before
lying down, however, all preparations
were made so that upon his waking
he would be able to start at once on
his mission. It was his purpose to
start before daylight that he -might
get beyond the rimrocks to the south
before dawn so that the scouts of
Egan, should they be watching the
desert might not discover him.
In the preparations for the journey
he had an able assistant in the per
son of Bertha Lyle. Her companion
ship, however, was more valuable to
the trapper than her assistance. He
had grown accustomed to doing
everything himself and did not feei
safe in depending upon others.
Everything done by Bertha was either
superintended or inspected by him. to
his satisfaction and generally to her
embarrassment. Women think they
know how to do things themselves,
and Bertha was no exception.
But still they did not quarrel. The
man of the desert knew how he want
ed thtngs arranged and the womap
from Edinburg only desired to please
him. While he was practically a child
of the desert, yet he was intelligent
and had not become one-sided in his
views. .He saw the value of woman's
companionship, felt its influence and
had often chided himself since Ber
tha's arrival for permitting his am
bition to rise in certain directions.
"Calm, my boy," he would say. "You
are only a trapper- make your living
in roaming the desert and climbing
the rimrocks and trapping wild ani
mals and skinning them. She Is re
fined. She is wealthy. While she is
thrown in your company under most
unfortunate circumstances, she could
not be otherwise that grateful, she
will always be grateful will regard
you as a preserver and friend, but
nothing more, my boy. Do not build
up false hopes, young man. Remain
wiihin your bounds and you will not
come to grief. So let the matter
drop."
Thus would reason this man of the
frontier when nature awakened his
heart to love.
After making preparations for the
trip he had given instructions to
his companions concerning their ac
tion in his absence. He suspected
that Indian scouts might visit his
abode and Impressed upon his friends
the importance of not being discov
ered. "I think this period of isola
tion is drawing near to a close," he
said. "I expect in the visit of Gen
eral Crook and his men not only to
put a stop to Egan's deviltry in this
country but to see the Lord of The
Desert reduced to a commoner, and
see the real lord and the lady in
stalled in their proper station.
But time was limited and the discus
sion was cut short by the trapper bid
ding them, a warm farewell and going
to his quarters for a short sleep. His
glance, however, wardered to the
face of Bertha as he drew the curtain
behind him and he saw a flush on her
cheek that brought one to his own
that was soon hidden in the dim light
of his own cell-like apartments.
As was his custom the trapper
wakened on time, and dressed him
self noiselessly to prevent disturbing
the other sleepers. He came forth
quietly and was about to take np the
equipments of his journey when he
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was astonished by finding Bertha
awaiting him.
"You, up too!" he exclaimed In a
low tone.
"Yes, I wished to speak with you
before you left," she replied. "I had
a dream it is a foolish thing I
know but I laid down only for a few
moments, and I had such a vivid
dream, and It seemed so real, that I
could not resist telling it to you. Of
course there is nothing In dreams, but
it may put you on your guard there
may be danger you know."
"Does a coyote ever attack a lion
a mountain lion?" Inquired Bertha.
"No ," replied the trapper, "not
single handed; a pack might attack
one under proper conditions If they
were cornered, or hungry and they
thought they might benefit by it with
out too much risk."
"It was a foolish dream, I know,"
she said, "but I will be brief: I saw
a mountain lion, such as you caught
in your trap, on a long journey. It
climbed among the rimrocks, then
passed along through canyons, and
then crossed stretches of the plains. It
seemed to be very tired, but it was
intent on its trip, and plodded on.
Behind it came a coyote just like
the coyotes you- capture, except its
hair was dark; It was almost black
It would trail along the rocks behind
the lion and then cut across a near
way and lie in wait for the lion;
then it would skulk away on the ap
proach of the lion, and follow again.
It kept this up all through the day.
But at night it grew more bold and it
again hid behind the rocks on the
trail. As the Hon approached, tired
and leg-weary, the coyote attacked it
from the rear and the lion turned and
a great fight ensued, and in the midst
of the fight I know it is foolish, but
it was so exciting my heart leaped
into my throat and I wakened the
mountain lion changed into your own
person and the desert coyote assumed
the form of Dan Follett, and you and
he were in desperate combat among
the rocks and cliffs of the far away
desert.
"Never fear little Ber Miss Lyle,
Dan Follett is surrounded in the
Stone House by Indians and I will be
on my guard against all enemies to
.mankind that roam the desert," and
buckling his revolvers about his
waist, and throwing the other equip
ments of his journey across his shoul
der, he took her hand and giving it
an assuring clasp, stepped out into
the darkness, taking a course to the
southward.
Bertha looked forward with alarm
and dread. She Imagined that some
thing terrible would happen. But
under the theory of modern intelli
gence she would try to disabuse her
mind of evil omens and imagine that
all would come out right.
The trapper looked upon the mat
ter differently. He thought more
about the dreamer than the dream
As he picked his way over the plains
and among the rocks, her form be
came more beautiful to him and her
words of friendship echoed and re
echoed in his ears. And while he
did not believe that there was any
significance in dreams, yet he did not
forget the warning of the fair friend,
and kept a more guarded lookout for
his safety than ever before.
His trip so far had been an une
ventful one. Night and day he
pushed on, only sleeping a few hours
at a time and stopping a few minutes
to lunch. The distance now did not
divide him far from the fort. It was
the last evening of .his journey when
he discovered fresh tracks of a horse
which had preceded him on the trail.
The tracks led toward the fort and
he concluded that it was .made by
someone going to the fort. There
were no shoes on the animal's feet,
but the soldiers frequently pressed
the plains horses into service and
there was no reason to suspect any
thing out of the ordinary from a mere
horse's track.
But, as the reader knows, Ham
mersley was beset by one of the most
unscrupulous villains of the plains.
The trapper had only used ordinary
care on his trip from home, -.while
Follett had been on the scent like a
hungry wolf. Although compelled to
go long distances out of his way on
account of being mounted, to get
around the numerous walls of rim
rocks, he had gotten the trapper's
course and was determined to head
him off ere he should reach the fort.
and kill him to prevent the Lord of
The Desert from receiving aid. He
had no hatred for Hammersley, but
he would have sacrificed a bosom
friend to gratify his' revengeful spirit.
He had already discovered the trap
per's approach and had preceded him
to a point near the fort where he ex
pected to hide among the boulders
and stop the trapper forever from the
desert trail. Hiding his horse in a
gulch in the background he secreted
himself near the trail and waited the
approach of the trapper.
When he was within a few paces
Follett leveled his revolver and when
the trapper approached within a few
Hammersley discovers a fresh track."
feet of him the scoundrel pulled the , !t could without eating any of the flesh
trigger. But fortunately the percus-, they would make him ill. Pumpkins
sion cap did not explode. Drawing should be freely fed to stock, using
his knife hurriedly the would-be as- j them as other green crops, such as po
sassin rushed upon his intended vie- tatoeB carrots and the like are used,
tiger." Tne noise" "of the hammer of" tte
revolver had aroused the traDner from
his meditation and when Follett
rushed upon him he dropped the
bundle from his shoulder and turning .
received his assailant in an unexpect-'
w t wifiilt f'T'l
by the updrawn wrist with one hand
and by the throat with the other and j
then a hand to hand struggle between j
two of the most determined men of
the desert followed.
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(To be continued.)
A Hard-Collar Preferred.
There is a striking analogy between
the shoulders of a horse and the hand
of a man. Each is respectively the
lever by which the" power is applied.
Broadly speaking, every Implement de
signed for the use of man is provided
with a handle, and this handle is made
to fit the hand, not the hand for the
handle. It is about a certain size, is
rounded smooth and hard; at least it is
never made soft, with a view of being
easier on the hand. - -ii
The three qualifications last named
should be present in the horse collar.
If the collar is the proper length and
fits the horse, and is stuff e'd full and
jound, it may be hard as Iron without
danger of. galling the shoulder. Cer
tainly, the collar must fit the horse ex
actly. Of course, the bames must be
drawn up high enough so that the
draught will not center on the shoulder
joint. The logic of this is simple. If
the handle of a manual' Implement
galls the hand it is because of its
roughness or improper shape, never
because it Is too hard. If it is to be
continuously used the man does not
put on a mitten in warm weather to
overcome a defect in it; neither does
he demand that the handle be made of
something soft, but simply that it be
properly shaped, smooth and hard. The
collar which is round and hard rolls on
the skin at every motion of the ani
mal, somewhat like the manner of a
ball bearing, admitting the air, and
thereby cooling the parts; but the flat,
soft collar sticks so closely that it com
pels the skin to move on: the under
lying flesh In such a way as to produce
irritation and deep seated galls.Jo
seph H. Yoder, in Ohio Farmer. -Tribune
Farmer. fc
Desirable Form of Roller.
A home made land roller on our farm
was made as follows : Two rows of
holes were bored through the rims of
old mowing machine wheels, and 2x5
inch oak planks 3 feet long were
bolted around them, to form two
drums. The edges of the planks were
beveled and the bolt heads counter
sunk. The two axles werjj. welded to
gether to make one long arbor, the'
ends of which were securely fastened
in a strong frame.
A heavy Iron strap through which
the arbor passes is twisted at each end
TWO-SECTIOIT ROLLER.
and bolted to the 'underside of front
and back timbers, with washers on the
axle against center hubs. It serves to
keep the drums apart and acts as a
brace to strengthen frame. Anyone
who has ever driven a two section roll
er knows the advantage it has over
the old log rollers In turning around.
One like this can be made at a very
moderate cost and will prove very sat
isfactory- D. M. Greene, in Farm and
Home.
A Fcheme in XjOse-Sawing.
Many farmers draw their winter sup
ply of wood to the door m the log and
saw it at odd times with a cross cut
saw. This is easy
and pleasant work
when the log is
raised about two
feet from the
ground, but very
difficult and te
dious when it lies flat upon the ground.
A handy arrangement for holding and
raising the logs is easily made as
shown in sketch.
Take two straight poles 16 feet long
and strong enough to bear the strain.
Fasten a pair of stout legs about 3 feet
long to one end of each pole. Then
with a 2-inch auger bore a series of
holes along the top of each and fit a
wooden pin or stake to them. The
poles are to be placed side by side and
each log rolled up the incline until it
reaches the desired height. The pins
are Inserted to prevent rolling or slid
ing back and the log is ready for the
saw. C. O. Ormsby, in Farm and
Home.
Feeding Pumpkins to Stock.
There is an idea among farmers that
pumpkin seeds are injurious to stock,
and especially to swine. There is no
good foundation for this " belief, al
though, without doubt, if a hog was
permitted to eat all the pumpkin seeds
as them
smau quauuues jusi ueiore me regular
meaL If given after the regular meal
the animals will not eat so freely of
them. . In feeding pumpkins to hogs,
horses and cows, simply cut them in
naif Iet the anlmal do the rest- I"
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feedmg tot sheep ey must be
Cut ln smaller pieces, and it Is a good
Plan sprinkle a little salt over the
pieces until the sheep get used to the
J taste. All crops of this nature are di-
Igstives, tnd pumpkins especially will
prevent attacks at prolonged constlpa.
tion. As a rule, dairymen do not feed
cows enough succulent foods during
the winter. It does not seem to occur
to them that an animal that has been
on pasture all the summer through
should need anything other than plen
ty of grain and hay. The writer once
paid as high as $2 a bushel for carrots
for stock feeding, and considered that
the sum was made good by having
less trouble with indigestion among
the cows and especially saving annoy
ance with constipation among preg
nant animals. One feed a day of pump
kins or some root crop will be bene
ficial to all cows.
Shorthorn Cow Roberta.
The center of attraction at many
State fairs of the Middle West this
fall, and one that captured a prize at
the International Live Stock Show in
PRIZE SHORTHORN.
Chicago, was the handsome Shorthorn
cow, Ruberta. She is now a part of
the herd owned by Colonel G. M. Casey
of Missouri.
Snitin:; the Customer.
If growers of vegetables for market
would study more closely the needs of
the consumer there would be a ma
terial Increase in the prices obtained
for the product, as well as a quicker
sale for it. Most growers work on the
plan that the largest specimens are
the ones that will bring the high prices,
but this is a mistake. Any housekeeper
will say that what she most desires in
vegetables for cooking are those of
medium size and of uniform size. This
last Is especially important. Take po
tatoes as an illustration: the larger
specimens are not always of the best
flavor, and there are not a sufficient
number of them in a barrel, so that the
housekeeper can rely on having large
ones until the entire lot is gone the
result is she has some difficulty in
cooking the large and small together;
good reason why she prefers the me
dium size and the uniform size. This
rule holds good through all vegetables,
and they should be grown with this
Idea in mind at all times. , -
Waste of Corn Fodder.
In Missouri it is safe to estimate that
something like 7,000,000 tons of corn
fodder are grown in the average year.
Certainly 3,500,000 tons, or one-half .of
all that is produced, is wasted. The
average hay crop of the State is scarce
ly more than 3,000,000 tons and is esti
mated to be worth on the farm over
$20,000,000. Yet a large proportion of
this hay is timothy, a material . that
supplies the same class of nutrients for
our stock that is found in corn fodder.
H. J. Waters, Missouri. .
Tip on Soft Corn.
Leave your soft corn on the stalk un
til it dries out in the shock, otherwise
it will become withered in drying or
else apt to rot or sour. With proper
care there should be no loss in soft
corn, as the green stalk furnishes suf
ficient substance to mature the ear or
nearly so without much withering.
Keep it dry and it makes the finest
feed fed to stock. National Stockman.
Farm Notes.
Evergreen branches make an excel
lent winter protection for many plants,
and they are often useful to hold down
forest leaves and prevent the wind
from carrying them off.
Rake up all the debris around the
grapevines and burn the leaves and
other materials. Scatter air-slaked
lime liberally on the ground around the
vines. In the spring turn the soil un
der and use more lime. In this manner
the ravages of the rot can be greatly
mitigated. ;
The winter Is tne time for farmers to
meet and discuss matters pertaining to
farming. Many good hints, some of
them very valuable, may be gained or
Imparted at such meetings, and no bet
ter way of spending the time can be
devised If the weather is too severe to
permit of other work.
The black knot Is the scourge of the
cherry and plum, but it can be pre
vented by vigilance. Out away any
of the limbs that show signs of the
disease, and spray the tree with kero-:
sene emulsion or the Bordeaux mix
ture.
The disease will spread to every .
tree in the orchard if allowed-to go
unchecked. I
A 'corn-judging school" will be held
at the Iowa Agricultural Colleges,
Ames, Jan. 5 to 17. The best samples
of all the leading varieties of corn from
the greatest breeders or various istates
will be on exhibition and used in th j
classes, which will be held every day,
studying the corn systematically with
the use of the revised score card. I
A gill of crude carbolic acid (which
Is much cheaper than the refined arti-
cle), made into an emulsion with half a
pint of strong soapsuds and a quart of
cold water then added will be sufficient
for moistening a bushel of sawdust,
which may be sprinkled in the stalls as
a disinfectant.
To make a good, firm walkway In
the garden, or through the lawn, which'
will be smooth and dry at all seasons,
mix Portland cement one part and ash-"
es two parts. Make Into mortar, spread-
over the path, and smooth down with a
troweL The bed for mortar should
first be well beaten downt and if con-
venient a Liver of frravel ne snread
over it, with the mortar added next, j
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The Babbit Tells the Boy.
"You should understand," began the
rabbit, as he ceased hopping about and
sat down in front of the boy, "that a
rabbit is not a hare, although many
people speak of him as such. A hare
is much larger than a rabbit and has
longer ears and legs in proportion. The
two differ also in what they like to
eat. And you should know that the
American rabbit differs from the Eng
lish and Australian rabbit, being small
er In size, far more active, and pre
ferring, a home in a hollow log to a
burrow in the earth."
"I never could understand why a
rabbit's hind legs were the longest,"
said the boy as the rabbit paused.
"Well, I will tell you. The rabbit
Is no fighter. He is a runner instead.
He can bite you hard enough If you
take hold of him, as his teeth are
sharp and strong, but he won't stop to
bite if he can get away. His long hind
legs not only enable him to outrun
most dogs, but to spring over logs and
brush heaps and whatsoever else may
be In the way. And there's another
thing. The rabbit has so many ene
mies that he must always be on his
guard, and his long hind legs permit
him to get his head above the grass
and look around. His eyesight Is very
sharp, and his hearing is acute, and
A BABBIT' IS NOT A HARE.
he can smell danger ten times as far as
you can smell smoke. If I hadn't want
ed to talk fo "you Vu couldn't have np1
proached within half a mile of me."
"But why are rabbits bob-tailed?"
asked the boy. "The 'coon, 'possum,
woodchuck, fox and other animals
have long talis."
"It is because he is a runner," re
plied the rabbit,- "The 'coon and 'pos
sum and squirrel are climbers, and the
woodchuck is a digger. If a rabbit had
a long tail it would be a nuisance to
him in the thick grass and busues.
The fox, who has a long tail, is both
a runner and a digger, but ln a fair
run I can beat him all to pieces. If
he ever catches a rabbit it is sly work.
We make our homes mostly in hollow
logs, and if we had long tails they
might catch and hold us. One time a
t'ox who ran me into a hollow log and
went in after me caught his tail on a
sliver, and was. held fast until he
starved to death."
"What enemies do you have?"
"Well, there are the hawk, the owl,
the fox, the dog, the wolf, and man
ululBeli- I ' uus " " T j
lire uu iue iw&uui lvl iue. xuv uawa.
catches sight of me as he sails in the
air, so high that you can hardly make
him out, and down he drops like a bul
let. Sometimes the rabbit escapes be
ing hit by dashing into the bushes, but
he is not" always lucky. The owl is
much to be dreaded. He sits quietly
on the limb of a tree or the roof of a
barn, and when he makes his dash a
rabbit has to be a good dodger and
runner to escape him. Twice in my
life an oavI knocked me over, but both
times I escaped him. As for the fox,
If he does not catch his rabbit as it
comes out of a log, or can sneak softly
up when It is feeding, he will get none
at all."
And what do you eat?" asked the
boy.
"Our favorite food . is the bark of
young apple trees, and there is no
doubt we often do great damage to
fruit growers; but we eat the leaves of
cabbages, turnips, parsnips and celery,
where a garden Is handy, and when
; not, we get along on thistle, dande
lion, chickweed, catnip and other
nlonfa T Vim7f mnTiv a time mnrta n
' , nff on.,r nf mm or h
nlDbled at apples. The rabbit can find
f 00j -wherever he goes, winter or sum-
mer The only bad times for Um are
wheQ tne gnow la so deep that he can,t
en nbont He then down to tue
frozen earth and nies at the roots
of weeds and grasses."
..You baTe Bof t f ur 8ald tne
h as he bent over and stroked the
raDbit.
. man
as tliey do repiled Bunny. "Iu the
g-gt Diace. the furrier makes three or
rour kinds out of my fur. all to be
BOid under false names and for a good
price, and In the next, all the best
felt hats, both for men and women,
are made from my hair. I don't be-
lieve you knew that, but any "hatter
will tell you so. My skin is made Into
glovs, belts, pocketbooks, etc., and any
scraps left over go Into the glue pot
As an article of food, I am worth
10 cents or more, but with my pelt and
a" my value Is a half dollar or more.
mars ail to-oay. l nave not naa any
dinner yet, and -must hop about after
it. and I think yours is ready at home.
Next Ume you come to see me I'll tell
- t"t - ! 1 1 I t t t t t l I IA' H-M
Little Stories and
Incidents that Will
Interest and Enter
tain Young Readers
you why a rabbit's foot is considered
lucky." Atlanta Constitution.
A Little Bird Tells.
It's strange how little boys' mothers
Can find it all out as they do,
If a fellow does anything naughty,
Or says anything that's not true!
They'll look at you just for a moment.
Till your heart in your bosom swells,
And then they know all about it
For a little bird tells!
Now, where the little bird comes from,
Or where the little bird goes,
If he's covered with beautiful plumage,
Or black as the king of crows;
If his voice is as hoarse as a raven's,
Or clear as the ringing bells,
I know not; but this I am sure of
A little bird tells.
The moment you think a thing wicked,
The moment you do a thing bad,
Or angry, or sullen, or hateful,
Get ugly, or stupid, or mad,
Or tease a dear brother or sister
That instant your sentence he knolls,
And the whole to mamma in a minute
That little bird tells.
You may be in the depths of the closet;
Where nobody sees but a mouse;
You may be all alone in the cellar.
You may be on top of the house;
You may be in the dark and in silence,'
Or out in the woods and the dells
No matter! Wherever it happens,
The little bird tells!
And the only contrivance to stop him
Is just to be sure what you say
Sure of your facts and your fancies,
Sure of your work and your play;
Be honest, be brave, and be kindly,
Be gentle and loving as well,
And then you can laugh at the stories
The little birds tell.
Story of Czar and French Boy.
This story is said to be true.
One night, while In Paris, the Czar
drove Incognito' to the house of Lou
bet, the president of the senate, and
while his companion went In to an
nounce the visit he amused himself by
putting his head out of the window
and looking at the people who passed.
A whistling street boy approached
and recognized him, ln spite of the
plainness of his equipage. He stopped,
took, off his cap and. said,, cheerfully,.
"Good day," ir I ; rS6vTis the empress ?" -
The Czar was naturally surprised.
but he replied, with a smile:
"Thanks, young man. The empress
is quite well, and has enjoyed the trip
very much."
The boy seemed glad to hear it.
nodded, and went whistling away. The
Czar said, in telling, the story, that he,
thus cordially accosted, was the only
one of the two to be embarrassed.
Nats to Crack. .
Here Is a list of questions for the
wide-awake boy. Can you answer all
of them? You can see any day a white
horse, but did you ever see a white
colt? How many different kinds of
trees grow in your neighborhood, and
what are they good for? Why does a
horse eat grass backward and a cow
forward? Why does a hop vine wind
one way and a bean vine the other 7
Where should a chimney be the larg-
Can teU why & h wh(?n
ered ft Popef a,ways unraye,3 lt
while a cow always twists it into a
kinky knot? How old must a grape,
vine be before it begins to bear? Can
you tell why leaves turn upside down
just before a rain? What wood will
bear the greatest weight before break-,
ing? Exchange.
Care of Cnt Fiowers.
People are beginning to realize that
flowers have their feelings, like any-'
body else. If a rose cut from, a bush
is expected to preserve its sweetness
and Its charm of freshness it must
be pampered and soothed with as
much tact and discretion as one be
stows upon a lap dog.
To cut a flower and stick it ln a vase
full of water is the conduct of bar
barians and no self-respecting flower
will endure such treatment beyond a
few fading hours. But though we
were perfectly aware of this rudi
mentary fact, we must confess that
the subtlety of the modern vase-decorator
was hidden from us. Partially
faded flowers, we learn from a con
temporary, will revive if placed in flat
dishes covered with wet sand. A little
finely powdered charcoal may occa
sionally be administered to drooping
buds with excellent effect; in this case
the stalks should be allowed to rest
on the charcoal. Carbonate of soda
dropped Into the water of the vase
will keep even delicate flowers ln the
pink of condition for some say a
whole fortnight. ' Half an Inch cut
from the stems of faded flowers, fol
lowed by an immediate plunge of the .
stalks . into quite boiling water, will
cause them to bloom again with all
their pristine freshness.
By these and other means, says the
London Globe, the cunning housewife
keeps her rooms beautiful and what
is infinitely more to her ; credit the
bills of her husband down. May she ,
find imitators.
" Threw Them at Him.
"I suppose he got a divorce on the
'incompatibility of temper' dodge?" . . .
"Not exactly. It was more the bric-a-.
brae and kitchen utensil dodge." Phil
adelphia Bulletin.
A cynic is a man who would make a
fool of himself in the society he satir-;
izes ' i