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SEMI-WEEKLY,
a2SSSSii?,'JL,?2et. I Consolidated Feb., 1899.
CORVALLIS, BENTON COUNTY, OREGON, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 17, 1903.
VOIi. III. NO. 43.
A Tale of the Early Settlers
of Louisiana.
BY AUSTIN C. BURDICK
CHAPTER IV. (Continued.)
For some moments Simon gazed upon
the fair girl in utter astonishment. He
was at a loss to understand whether she
was making game of him, or whether she
was in earnest. But had he reflected for
a moment upon the character of the
lovely pupil as he knew it, he would have
known that she could not descend to sport
with his feelings. Then he still might
appeal to her heart.
"Alas!" he murmured, choking down
his indignation, "you know not what you
do. You know not the deep love that
dwells like a consuming fire within. But
I will not ask you to marry me now. Only
promise that, some time, you wiil be
mine. Give me your hearty and pledge
me your hand. And then we will be mar-
. ried when you are older. O, do not re
fuse me this!"
"My conscience, Simon, if we wait for
that, your hair will be gray, and you will
have to walk with a staff. And then
what a sorry-looking couple we should
" make! Don't, Simon don't talk so any
more. It's foolish in you to do so. I do
really begin to think you are in earnest.
But I don't want to hear you speak so
any more truly, I don't."
"Then you will never love me?"
- "Why, I love you now, cousin. I have
always loved you. Why will you be so
foolish?"
. , "Alas, Louise! you have struck the
dagger to my soul. The lamp of my life
has gone tout, and all my hopes are sunk
in utter darkness! You have done thus
much. Now, in mercy, take my dagger
and finish my pain. Take away the life
you have cursed, and let my soul escape
the agony it must endure while near thee
when thou art not mine!"
"Stop, Simon," interrupted the maid
en, just as he was putting on the finish
ing stroke and look of agony. "I can't
be your wife; I never can. So there's
an end of that matter. And now let us
forget that we ever had any such foolish
talk."
And how long has this been your
" mind ?" fairly hissed Lobois, as soon as
he could so far recover from his utter
amazement as to speak.
"How long?" repeated Louise, in sur
prise. "Why, you might as well ask me
how long 'twas since I had resolved that
I would not marry with old Tony, just as
well exactly. Nature set- up the barrier
when she made me your cousin eighteen
years after your' birth. Now "
- At this moment LogSpe heard her fath-
"' er. calling her from the hall, and she
started up."
"You hear?" she uttered. "My father
wants, me. Now you won't think any
thing more of this will you? Put off
that ugly-looking face as soon as you can
and then come out and join us in our so
cial enjoyment. There he calls again.
Here I am coming!" And with these
- words, the buoyant, happy-hearted girl
tripped out from the room.
For some moments, Simon Lobois stood
like one thunderstruck, and seemed
watching, with a vacaat stare, the place
where the young lady had been standing,
as if a lurjd gleam of vivid lightning had
made its transit. Then he started back
apace and clenched both his fists.
"By heavens!" he uttered, while his
face turned livid -with rage, "and shall I
.bear this? Shall I sit calmly by, ami see
another carry off the maiden and pocket
the half of St. Julien's fortune? Shall I
see that wealth which has been so long
in my grasp that wealth which I have
looked upon as mine, now wrested from
me? For years I've cherished this fond
hope this picture of wealth, and now it
must not be blown away thus. St. Ju
lien is worth this day five hundred thou
sand crowns, and they shall not have it
; all they shall not!" -
CHAPTER V.
A week had passed away since Simon
had confessed his romantic love for
Louise, and during that time he had
' maintained much of his wonted conipos
. ure. For a day or two after the morti
fying ! repulse he had been moody and
taciturn, but he gradually overcame it.
and now he smiled as usual, and made
himself generally agreeable. One after
noon, as soon as dinner was over, Gou
part and Louis started off on a hunting
expedition. Their pistols they concealed
within the bosoms of their hunting shirts,
so that "they might not catch in the
bushes, and their knives were In like man
ner protected. They both had excellent
Toledo rifles, and set off in high- spirits.
With quick steps they made their way
up the river, until they had passed the
bounds of the clearing, and then their
steps became more cautious, for they
hoped there might be a deer somewhere
at hand. -
They had hunted about in the forest
for nearly an hour, when a movement
among the bushes at some distance at
tracted their attention,- and upon creep
ing carefully up, they saw a large .deer
drinking at a small brook that emptied
into the river close by.
."See," whispered Goupart, "here are
hia tracks."
Loui3 looked at the spot which his
companion pointed out, and a sudden
start caused Goupart to ask him its
cause.
"That's the track of a man," said
Louis.
"Some of the negroes have been out
here," suggested Goupart.
"No, no," returned the other. "They
have not been out here to-day."
"But that may have been made yes
terday, or several days ago.".
"No," said Louis, still gazing upon the
track. "This was made to-day. Just
look, and you will see that these leaves
are still damp on the upper edges where
the foot has pressed them up. These
other leaves, you-see, are dry where the
edge is free of the earth. Then here
see this broken twig; see where it has
been pressed down. Now look!" And as
he spoke, he lifted the twig, and showed
the place where it laid was perfectly
dry, whereas, had it lain there even over
night, its bed would have been damp.
"Then there's been an Indian here,
ehr ,. .- 1
"Yes."
"Well, never mind. Let's secure thi
deer. He'll be done drinking soon, and
then we may lose him. Let me fire first.
this time, Louis."
"Very well. Blaze, away, and I'll be
ready to follow, in case you don't brhi
V down."
Accordingly, Goupart brought his rifle
to his shoulit. and in a moment more he
fired. Thyible animal gave a leap
backward, .x while he stood for a mo
ment as though about to start on, Louis
fired, but even as he pulled the trigger
the deer gave a leap forward and plun,
ed headlong upon the earth. v
"Your ball killed him, Goupart!" cried
Louis, as the two started forward to
gether. And it was found to be even so.
Goupart's bullet having entered just back
of the shoulder, and of course penetrated
the heart.
Louis had made a wound for the pur
pose of bleeding the animal, and Goupart
was kneeling by his side, when they were
startled by the whistling of something
between their heads, followed by a dull
"chunk" close to them, and on raisin
their heads, they saw a long arrow stick
ing into a tree directly in front of them
With a quick cry, they started to their
feet, and the next thing that saluted
them was a low howl close at hand
They turned and saw a party of six In
dians coming towards them, with their
tomahawks raised.
Here's a scrape," utteerd Goupart,
starting back. "What-does it mean?"
"I'll find out," returned Louis, calmly,
"But don't show your pistols, for they
know we ve discharged our rifles, and.
the hope to take- us at a disadvantage."
Then turning to the red men, he asked
"What now, red brethren ? What seek
ye here?"
The Indians consulted a moment to
gether, and then one of them advanced
a single pace, and replied:
"We seek the young white chief and his
friend. We would speak with them kind
ly."
"Then why did you send that arrow at
us?"
"We saw you not then. Only the head
of the deer."
Now Louis simply knew that they were
lying to him, and as this became appar
ent he knew that they meant him harm.
. "If you have anything to say to us, say
it at once," he said.
"Let our white brothers not fear. If
they will come with us, we will tell them
what shall be to their good."
I will speak with my friend." And
thus saying, Louis turned towards his
companion.
"Goupart." he said, speaking quickly,
and in a low tone, "those are Chicka-
saws, and they mean to take us prison
ers, in all probability they hope for
a high ransom from my father for us.
We have two pistols each. You 'never
missed your mark yet in my sight. Are
your nerves steady now?"
As steady as ever," returned .Goupart,
not a little surprised to see how calm
and fearless his youthful companion was.
"Then have then! in readiness, and
mind my word, for I know those .fellows
eilYerkteff-yoar rifler for you'll need
it for a club."-
Next Louis turned to the Indians and
said:
"We have concluded not to follow you:
but if you have anything to tell us, we
will listen."
Upon this, the red men conversed to
gether again for a few moments, and
then, with quick, wild gestures, and a
low howl, not unlike the voice of a hun
gry wolf, they sprang forward with their
tomahawks uplifted. In all probability
they supposed this would be sufficient to
awe the white youths into immediate sub
mission. ' The pale boy they thought an
easy grey, and very likely they knew that
the other was a newcomer into the coun
try, and hence imagined that their terri
ble appearance and fearful antics would
strike him with. terror.
'Now!" Whispered Louis. 'You take
the two men on your side, and I'll take
the two on the other side. Don't waste
a ball." '
In an instant the. two companions had
drawn their weapons, and at the same
instant they both fired. Hour after hour,
and day after day, had they practiced
together at pistol shooting, and their
aim was as quick as it was sure.'. The
two outside men staggered, and on the
next instant, the youths fired again. At
this movement, the savages were thrown
into a , state of. alarm. Three of their
number were shot through the head and
had fallen, while the fourth had received
a ball in Iris heck and was staggering
back. In a moment, Goupart and Louis
saw their advantage, and they seized
their empty rifles and sprang forward.
and in a few moments more the six In
dians, lay prostrate. A full minute the
two victors stood and gazed upon the
work they had done, and then Louis turn
ed to his companion and said:
"If we's killed 'em all, we shall never
know surely what this all meant."
'Are these two last ones dead, think
you?" returned Goupart. "They may be
only stunned."
"We'll see; but I think you'll find the
one I struck jyith his brains rather dis
turbed."
And so it proved with both of them,
for upon examination it was found that
their skulls were both broken in, and
that life was extinct. But while they
were thus engaged they heard a groan
close at hand, and on turning they saw
that one of the Indians who had been
shot had worked himself almost into a
sitting posture against a tree, and was
now trying to work further around, so as
to get his face towards the west. Both
Louis and Goupart hastened to him at
once, when they found that he had re
ceived a ball through the neck. .
"Water, water!" he groaned.
"Stop," uttered Louis, as his compan
ion started towards the brook. And then
turning to the dying Indian, he said:
'If we'll get you water and turn your
eyes to the setting sun, will you tell the
truth?" " -
"I will I will!"
The water was brought in GoupartV
canteen, and upon drinking, the poor fel
low seemed to revive. Goupart bound
up his neck, which was bleeding profuse
ly, and just as he had finished the job
the Indian put out his weakening arm,
and laid his hand upon Louis' shoulder.
'The pale boy has the heart of a great
warrior." tie would not have escaped us
had. we known how brave he was." N
But why did you try to do this?"
asked Louis. "Remember now, you prom
ised to speak truly."
White man brought gold here, and we
have learned to love it. Much gold had
been ours, and we- " The Indian
stopped, for he was weak, and he made
a sign that they should turn' his face to
wards the sun. "And," he uttered, "trary
me so."
"Look ye!" cried Louis, grasping him
by the arm, and gazing intently into hia
face, while Goupart stood by re.oading
the rifles, "if you do not tell me instant
ly what all this means, I'll dig a hole in
the earth and you shall be buried with
your head down. You know very well
where you'll go to then. Now tell me,
who sent you to kill us?"
"We didn't mean to kill the pale boy,"
replied the Indian, speaking slowly and
with difficulty.
"But who sent you to capture him? Re
member head down!"
"You had known better, had you spar
ed another. That man was our chief;,
he knew."
"But you know something. Tell me
all, or, as sure as I live, you go in
feet up!" .
" 'Twas white man's gold. The pale
boy and the pale boy's friend both have
enemies. There's a strange bird in the
eagle's nest."
"Speak plainer! Tell me "
IiO'uis stopped, for he saw that the
death shade had passed over the red
man's face, and as he let go the now
heavy hand, the body fell over sideways
upon the turf.
"Is he dead?" asked Goupart.
"Yes; and the secret of this strange
scene is dead with him, so far as our
means of arriving at it are concerned.
Goupart, there's something here we had
better understand!"
But St. Denis knew not what to reply,
for a suspicion had come to him, but he
dared not speak it too suddenly. So the
two hunters stood for some moments
and gazed upon the dead men in silence.
"Well," said Louis, after a while, "let s
leave these bodies here, and in the morn
ing we'll" send our negroes out to bury
them. Now, let's fix our venison, and
then start for home, for we've had ad
venture enough for one day. You begin
now to see some of our Louisiana life.
How do you like it?"
St Denis gazed upon his companion
some moments in silent admiration, and
then he said :
"O, this is much better than nothing,
though once a year would be often enough
for such sport."
"So it would. But now ' for our other
game. I
They went to where the deer still lay,
find TioiTio- t.omrtl tha akin frmn the
head, neck and fore shoulders, they sep-
arated the carcass, and then rolling the
saddle up, they shouldered it, and giving
one more look at the fallen Indians, they
turned their faces towards home.
(To be continued.)
CASEY'S HAIR TURNED WHITE.
Had a Bad Scare in a Hostile Indian
Country.
Col. D. C. Casey, superintendent of
the Medler mines, was one of a party i
of old-time New Mexicans who hap
pened to congregate at Clifton a short
time ago, and naturally fell to telling
stories of their early life. At, last it
caine-Gasey's turn? and the Clifton Era,
reports his version of a thrilling expe
rience with the Indians. The reminis
cence was called forth by a comment
upon Casey's snow-white hair.
Well, said Casey, I'll tell you how it
happened, boys. It was the year that
Judge McComas and his wife were
killed by the Indians in the Burro
Mountains '83 or '84. I've forgotten
which. It was some time after that af
fair, however, when things had quieted
down a bit. '
I had been in the hills, and was re
turning to Silver City through the
Burro Mountains, and of course was on
the lookout for Indians. My horse fell
sick, and I stopped to let him rest,. I
pulled off the saddle, tied him to a tree,
spread out my blankets and lay down.
was soon fast asleep, and how long
I slept I do not know. I was awakened
by some one prodding me in the back.
As soon as my eyes were opened I saw
that I was surrounded by twelve or
fifteen Indians. They all carried weap
ons, and had them in their hands.
Well, sir, I was so badly frightened
that I could not speak or move I was
paralyzed. I sat there and looked at
the Indians, and they looked at me. I
felt my hair stiffen out, and J knew that
it was standing straight up.
I thought of every mean thing I had
done in my life. Pray? No, I couldn't
lift a hand to bless myself. I knew they
would kill me, and my only hope was
that they would shoot me. I could al
most feel their lances sticking through
my body. It seemed to me that they
stood there an age and looked at me,
and I looked at them.
Their ugly faces 'are stamped on my
memory forever, i should recognize
any one of them in a crowd to-day, if I
should meet him. Soon I noticed one
or two other Indians fooling with my
horse, as he 'was too sick to try to get
away from them. '
Presently they began to go, one at a
time, and soon they were all gone, ex
cept one who seemed to be the leader;
fter the others had all gone he ad
dressed me In good English and said:
'Good day, Dan Casey!" How he knew
my name has always oeen a mystery
to me. He may have seen me on the
eservafcion, or poibly my name may
have been on some part of my outfit
and he could" read, as many of them
can. -
After he had gone I sat still there so
badly scared that I was unable to move j
for I don't know how long. Then like
flash It came to me that they were '
government scouts. I leaped to my
fleet, and, though my horse was sick, I
beat all records to Silver City.-
I have been blown up in a mine, and
had my body crushed with dynamite
caps, but I never was scared before or
since. There Is no scare on earth like
an maian scare, wen, inside or a
week from that time my hair was well
sprinkled with gray, and Inside of a
year it was as white as it Is now."
What Dreams Come.
Bobbs Old Titewadd is about dead
from Insomnia. Says be Is afraid to
go to sleep.
Dobbs-Does he fear burglars?
"No: but the last time he sleDt he
dreamed of giving away money." BaH
a. I
11 inoyH AlUVriCcLIlsi I
Agriculture in Country Schools.
Enough spasmodic theorization on
teaching practical agriculture and ea
thetlc nature study In country districts
has been . expended to pay off the na
tional debt, says the Rural World. Let
us pass into the next stage of the argu
ment and get down to ..ways and
means. If our children are to receive
elementary Instruction In, chemistry,
soil physics, vegetable biology, botany
and all the rest of the list, it follows
that some one must teach them. How
many are really capable of teaching
anything beyond the "a, b, abs," with
their hands tied behind them? It
not enough that a teacher may call up
the class in geography and perfunc
torlly conduct a recitation with her
eyes glued to the book. A teacher
should inspire pupils with the love of
study. He should make the recita
tion interesting. All this applies not
only to the teachings of agriculture
but to all branches taught in the coun
try school, and serves to emphasize
the need of adopting the central or
township school system. It is very
difficult for any teacher to develop the
proper Interest and. enthusiasm in the
work of any branch of. study with
only an attendance of two ot three
pupils. On the' other hand. It is
great waste to employ good teachers
for only two or three-students when
they can better instruct several times
that number. Under the present sys
tem there is a large number of schools
where the number of pupils is no
larger than the above. When the cen
tralized plan is adopted it will be pos
sible with the same outlay to supply a
"cite via&a 01 uuirucuuu "
j branches and with 94 per cent of the
schools eliminated we believe it would
be possible to obtain an instructor for
i each of the remainder that would be
competent to give instruction in the
elementary principles of agriculture.
We believe our agricultural colleges
have the capacity to turn out such in
structors as fast as they would be
wanted for such positions; and, as in
all other things, whenever a demand
is created the supply will be forthcom-
Ing. The instruction may be crude at
the start, as are most new enterprises;
but everything must have' a beginning
and strength Is. gained by' 'growth and
experience.-Someof the1 European
countries have been going ahead of us
In putting these things into practice.
For example, in the rural districts of
Sweden a garden is attached to every
school, and the children receive prac
tical Instruction in the cultivation of
flowers, fruits and vegetables, and In
the management of hot beds, green
houses and so forth,
Handy Gates. -
The following sketch shows a farm
er's handy gate made of lx3-lnch slats
throughout that need no braces and
does not sag. The posts at the center
and on hinge end rest on slats fastened
HAHDY FARMER'S GATE.
to the posts, as shown In the diagram.
The front has two slats extending five
Inches farther out than the main gate;
these drop in a slot or notch cut in a
lx3-incb piece nailed on the front post
at right angle. -This gate can be con
structed and hung . In an hour.- E. .F.
Isley, in Epitomlst.
Revelations of the Seed Tester.
In a test of five hundred varieties of
lettuce by the United States Depart
ment of Agriculture, It was found that
132 of them were Black-Seeded Tennis
Bali under other names. A sample of
crimson clover seed, costing $5.73 per
bushel contained so little' live seed
that '$704 worth would contain only
a bushel of good seed. Some Kentucky
Bluegrass was so poor that a pound of
live seed would have cost $2.18, and a
sample of timothy tested at the.- rate
of $47 per bushel for the live seed.
Some of the seeds sprouted well
enough, but the plants were of the
wrong kind. Thus a sample of alleged
clover seed contained 338,000 weed
seeds In a pound, or at the rate of
twenty million per bushel.' Such re
sults explain the' cause of some mys
terious crop failures and equally
strange Invasions of new weeds.
Storing Ice.
When filling an ice house, place a
layer of. sawdust fully a foot deep upon
the bottom, then put in the ice, pack
ing it closely to within a foot of the
side walls, cutting the blocks carefully
and evenly to make the mass solid and
compact. A twelve-Inch space should
j.De allowed, and the sides should be
filled with sawdust. Do not fill nearer
than three or four feet of the roof, and
put about six Inches of the sawdust on
top of the Ice. If sawdust cannot be
j had, chopped straw, wheat chaff, or
; marsh hay can be used, but sawdust
, is the best material. New England
Farmer.
Handling Tonns Trees. -
If young trees are received, from the
nurserymen be careful and not expose
the roots to the action of dry winds.
As many Insects and diseases may be
distributed from nurseries, all trees
should be very carefully examined, no
matter how young tney may De. When
fiettinS them out prepare the land well,
nnd rrlvA wwta YliTi"r a rfm TToa
gif V a-vvwa aaavj va .wam woe
no manure, but place the top soil next
as to be able to shape the trees in the
future, and also for the purpose of
providing more nourishment at the
start.
How Fruit Men Co-operate.
Co-operation" In fruit selling- has
reached an advanced stage In the Mich
igan apple belt. For instance, in the
case of the Fruit Growers' Association
of Ludington, the stock amounts to five
hundred shares, and each subscriber
must take at least one share for five
acres of orchard. The company owns
a large packing house, with a side
tracK on one side and a wagon drive
on the other. There is a wide veranda
on both sides, enclosed with slats. Six
roller grades, which separate the fruit
into three sizes, are used. Baskets are
stored in the second story, and drop
down through chutes to the packing
tables, which are covered with canvas.
When the fruit Is delivered, each man
receives credit for the proper number
of bushels of the given varieties. The
fruit is then graded and packed, and
each person receives his share of the
proceeds when the fruit is sold. The
secretary of the company looks after
the buying and selling, and has charge
of the packing house. In this way a
uniform product is secured which large
buyers can depend upon, and the mid
dleman and his exactions are excluded.
Massachusetts Ploughman.
An Automatic Milker.
Here is a machine for milking cows.
It is a can-shaped reservoir of special
construction, made airtight so that a
vacuum may be produced by the air
pump on the cover. Rubber tubes con-
HOW THE MACHINE WORKS.
nect with the cow's teats, and the
pressure, It is claimed, causes the milk
to flow readily. We know nothing of
the merits of the machine. The- illus
tration Is given to indicate the contin
ued efforts that are being made along
the line of . dairy Inventions. Farm
and Ranch.
Sellinjx Produce by Mail.
It is not hard for a farmer to work
up an interest by advertising a desir
able article in the right way and
through the right means. But half the
battle is in properly answering the in
quiries received. By lack of prompt
ness, clearness, deflniteness and test
some letter writers will drive away
possible customers about as fast as
good advertising brings them in. Use
a typewriter, which can be bought
second hand for a few dollars; answer
letters the same day received; by next
mail if possible. The first satisfactory
reply that reaches the buyer Is likely
to get his order, and In making the
reply satisfactory everything counts.
Inclose a sample or picture of what is
being sold, if expedient, and try to
fix his choice on a definite article or
specimen at ap attractive stated price.
judging what he wants from his letter.
It is this tact in adapting the reply to
the prospective customer which counts
as much as anything in securing or
ders. His confidence is to be secured,
his questions and scruples clearly and
tactfully met, and his ' imagination
aroused over some special and definite
offer. American Cultivator.
- How to Grind Kaffir Corn.
I thought it might be of interest to
many of your readers to know how to
grind Kaffir corn, as most sweep mills
will not grind it fine, and the millers
want too much for grinding it. If the
burr Is quite worn, so much the better.
Have the Kaffir corn dry, put a bas
ketful into a good, solid barrel, chop
with a long-handled, sharp spade; add
some more heads and chop, and so on.
Fill your mill and continue to chop
and grind. You can have it fine as
flour if you like, and It makes fine
swill to feed thick or thin. The Kaf
fir corn stem keeps the seed from feed
ing too fast and it grinds nicely, but
not so fast as corn, probably about
five bushels per hour. .This depends
on now nne you grinu it. u. j. tuig-
glns, in Kansas Farmer. -
Food for Fattening Fowls.
Always fatten a fowl as quickly as
possible. Ten days is long enough to
get, a fowl fat, and it should be con
fined either In a coop or a number in
small yard. Give plenty of fresh
water, and feed four times a day, be
ginning early and giving the' last meal
late. A mixture of corn meal, three
parts, ground oats, one part, shorts,
one part, crude tallow, one part, scald
ed. Is the best for the first three meals,
with all the corn and wheat that can
be eaten up clean at night Weigh
the articles given, and do not feed by
measure. - '
- Engar in Green Fodder. '
The sugar in the green fodder Is
practically all destroyed in the silo,
and since it is most abundant in the
corn plant in tne early stages or ear
development it is an additional argu
ment for postponing cutting until the
grain is full size and the sugars have
hanged largely to starch. The amount
of seed; per acre affects the yield of
green fodder and also its composition.
medium stand is essential for the
best results in both quantity and qual
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What a Boy Can Do.
These are some of the things a boy can
do:
He can shout so loud the air turns blue;
He can make all sounds of beast and
bird,
And a thousand more they never heard.'
He can crow or cackle, chirp or cluck.
Till he fools the rooster, hen or duck,
He can mock the dog or lamb or cow,
And the cat herself can't beat his "me-
ow."
He has sounds that are ruffled, striped,
or plain;
He can thunder by like a railway train,
Stop at the stations a breath, and then
Apply the steam and be off again.
He has all his powers in such .command,
He can turn right into a full brass band,
With all of the instruments ever played,
And march away as a street parade.
Y ou can tell that a boy is very ill
If he's wide awake and. is keeping still;
But- earth would be God bless their
noise!
A dull old place if there were no boys.
ChanRinx the Rose.
It is a very pretty trick to present a
little girl with a white rose, telling her
that though the flower looks pale, it
will revive and glow with the blush of
health if she will wear It a few hours.
In order to make your prediction
true you must select not a naturally
white rose, but a red one, which you
have bleached In the manner illustra
ted In the picture by holding it over
the fumes of burning sulphur. .
The rose can be bleached almost or
quite white in this way, but the nat
ural color returns after a few hours'
exposure to the ahv
' Pecks and Pints.
"Two pints make one quart r two
quarts no, four quarts make one peck;
eight pecks make one gallon ".
'You're not getting that right," In
terrupted Janet. "Pecks don't make
gallons! You mean eight pecks make a
bushel. O, dear! I wish mamma didn't
make us learn them!"
Mamma came in from the next room.
'Put on your things and take a run,
children, just to get freshened up a
bit," slje counseled. -
WIFE LIABLE FOR HER
. . - A PRETTY PAKTT THICK.
RECENT decision of the New York Supreme Court will undoubtedly
be of interest to married women, for it will remind those who have,
forgotten and inform those who never knew that a wife is liable for
the bills of the family, including those of her husband, and family expenses
are chargeable to her own property.
- The decision was- based on the following Illinois statute: "The expenses
of the family and the education of the children shall be chargeable upon
the property of both husband and wife, or of either of them, in favor of
creditors therefor and in relation thereto they may be sued jointly or sep
arately." (Rev. Stat, Chap. 68, Sec. 15.) '
The case in point was that of a Chicago tailor who sued in New York both
husband and wife for his bill against the husband, claiming that the clothes
furnished the husband were a family expense. The only new point in the
case was the ruling that the courts of New York would follow the Illinois
statute because the debt was contracted in this State. It is well-settled law
in Illinois that the wife Is liable for her husband's tailor bill (Hudson vs.
King, 23 111. App. 118), and she is also liable for all bills Incurred for family
expenses. Food, clothing, medicine, household and kitchen furniture, a
piano, a lady's watch and chain all have been held to be within the statute
when such articles were shown to be provided for and actually used In the
family. (Illkigworth vs. Burley, 33 111. App. 394.)
Nor Is the wife's liability under this law limited to necessary-family ex--penses.
The statute applies to the expenses of the famly without limitation
as to kind or amount and without regard to its wealth, habits or social posi
tion. What is necessary depends very much upon the wealth, habits and
social position of the person. What is a family expense depends upon none .
of these conditions. If the courts should undertake to classify family ex
penses into those which are and those which are not a charge upon the
property of both husband and wife they would soon find themselves Involved
in an intricate and uncertain maze. The only .criterion which the statute
furnishes is: Was the expenditure a family expenditure; was It incurred
for and to be used in the family?
Shattered Dignity.
The crude humor that makes the
small boy want to throw a stone at a
silk hat on a man bristling with dignity
is not to be disposed of as a mere ill
conceived prank of youth. There is
deep in most people a spring of unsub
duable humor that leaps gleefully
when conscious dignity gets a fair tun
ble. That Is why, for all the solemnity
of the place, the soberest charity and
the best-bred propriety in the world
could not prevent a titter at a little
farce' that happened once in a church
in Brooklyn.
A gentleman and his wife, who were
offended at something the preacher
said, gravely rose and-stalked toward
the door, with their heads held high in
assertive disdain. The wife followed
the husband. , -
Unfortunately, when they were half
way down the aisle, the husband drop
Little Stories and I
Incidents that Will
Interest and Enter
tain Young Readers
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The two sisters were running races
with the spaniels, Dot and Don, when
they heard mamma's voice.
' "O, dear, now It's pecks and pints
and bushels again!" grumbled Made
line, as she led her sister a chase up the
stairs. She stopped, short at the school
room door, and gazed at the table in
wonderment.
"Wh-y!" gasped Janet, over her shoul
der. .
On the table was an army of cups and
glasses and boxes, a large pall of sand
and another of water. The mother
smiled to see their faces.
"We'll learn about the measure In a
new way," she said. She pushed the
glasses and tin pails to one end of the
table, beside the water. "Those are to
measure liquids In," she explained.
"We will take water for our liquid,
and play It is milk."
"Oh, that will be fun!" cried Made
line. "May I measure it out in those
cunning glasses?"
"Yes, you can take charge of the
'milk,' and Janet may have the dry
measure end of the table, and she can
learn to measure out salt and pears
and apples."
"It is only sand," laughed her sister.
"Just as much salt as your water Is
milk," returned Janet, good-naturedly.
What delightful work it was!
Madeline took the little gill glass and
filled it four times to make the pint cup
full to the brim. Then that had to be
filled twice and poured into the quart
bowl, and the bowl four times before
the big gallon pail was full.
Meantime Janet had been conquering
the dry measure table with her sand
and her pretty, round, coverless boxes.
The girls changed sides, and the fun
went on till dinner time. The next day
the girls took turns in keeping grocery
store. The trade was very brisk, and
before the day was over both sisters
knew dry and liquid measures perfect
ly. Youth's Companion.
Not on the Menu.
One day when my brother was a lit
tle boy, my grandfather was a guest
at dinner. That afternoon a neighbor
said to my brother:
' "You had your grandpa for dinner, '
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"No, sir," was the prompt reply; "we
had turkey."
They Needed Amusement.
A little girl, who had been watching
some friends of her parents playing
euchre, afterwards said to her mother:
"I never saw. such a sad lot of peo
ple In my life, they are always saying,
'hearts are lead.' "
The Natural Location.
"Mamma, where is the mouth of the
Mississippi River?" asked Lucy.
"I know," said little Johnny, looking
up from his play, "It's wight under It's
nose."
Superior to Them.
Once my little brother wished to '
ride with papa. Papa said, "No, not
under the circumstances."
My little brother replied: "Oh, I
can ride on the circumstances, papa."
HUSBAND'S BILLS.
ped his glove, and stooped to pick it up.
Fate, the humorist, determined that the
wife should keep her head so high that
she did not see her husband stoop. She
went sailing on and doubled oyer him
In riotous confusion.
. The congregation held its breath and
kept Its composure. The two recovered
themselves and went on. Hoping to
escape quickly, they turned to what
looked like a side door. The husband
pulled It open with an impressive
swing. Before he could close it out
tumbled the window-pole, a long dust
er and a step-ladder. The congregation
could hold Its mirth no longer, and man
and wife fled to the real exit in undig
nified haste, amid a general and per
vasive snicker. .
- When a man resolves to turn over
a new leaf he should be in Sober earn
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