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About The Oregon scout. (Union, Union County, Or.) 188?-1918 | View Entire Issue (April 24, 1890)
j if V AT THE OPEN GATE. "When the twilight slrndcs wero gnthcrcd, And the cvenlns star was bright, Just between the hour of sunset And tho darker hours of night, Homewnrd coming from tho city, From the city oomlng late, Every evening who would meet me Greet me at the open gate? "When tho day's hard toll was over, And I left the smoky town, Left the hard-paved streets and clamor, For my quiet country home; Left all work and cares behind me, Homeward taming tho' 'twas Into Suro to mid there In tho gloaming &ome one at tho open gate. Standing whete the vines of summer Climbed tho dear old-fashioned fence, Eager listening for my footsteps, Turning oft lu half suspense. Ah, to me, tho sweetest pleasure When, on coming homo so late, I would find her watching, waiting, Standing at the open gate. Many a summer twilight found us Lingering, whispering, soft and low; Lovers still, tho' long united, Mourning not some "Long ago." Happy hours! the glad home-comlngl Shi was there, e'en tho' 'twas lato; Banish all the day's 111 humor I Some one's at the open gate. Many a year has gono since Mary, In tho twilight, used to come Down tho lane and through the shadows, Watching for my coming home. Some one elfea llttlo darling Fair haired, blue eyed, now will wait, Calling "I'apa; papa; hurry 1" Swinging on the open gate. Sometime somewhere I shall soo her, I shall find my love agatn; Bleeping not amongst the flowers, Whcro so long her form has lain, But beyond the twilight shadows, Sure my darling there will watt, "Watching for tho long homo-coming Just Inside tho Heavenly Gate. M. Edith Yost, In City and Country. DIANA'S TRUE LOVE. He Returned to Claim Her as Ho Promised He Would. 1 often told Adam that our homo on tho ltald mountain was exactly liko living on a solitary island out at sea. "We wore all surrounded with floating wreaths of fog, which looked for all tho world liko white-capped waves. For weeks at a timo nohody camo near us, hut I did not mind. Tho doctors had told Adam that tho restoration of bis health doponded on his living for a tow years at this high altitude, and what sort of a sister should I have, heen to let him stay alono in tho little brown cahin, where tho smoke from tho charcoal pits asconded night and day, as if the placo wero an oxtinct volcano, and never had left oil bolching lire and smoke? We took turns, Adam and I, liko a vigilanco committee. I worked all day in tho littlo stone-walled garden, try ing to make tho rose-bushes and the hollyhocks boliovo they wero down in torno sheltered valley, and singing about my littlo odds and ends of house work; and when tho sunset died av-ay ' on Hald crag, and tho whip-poor-wills began to sing below us, Adam, who had slept all day, sallied out to the char coal pits to keep his lonely vigil for we wero poor people, and had to earn our living as best wo could. And all wont very smooth until old Uncle Pomp, tho colored man, suddenly announced his intention of abandoning tho charcoal business. "I's gottin' old," said Undo Pomp, 'an' I ain't neidor a bald caglo nor yot lizard to lib a-top o' do mountain no longer. It's too dosprit lonesomo fur ole l'omp!" "Hut think what it is for us," rea soned Adam. "You's young folks," obstinately ut tered Undo Pomp. "Tings is altoged der different wid yous." So wo wero left alone, which made matters protty hard for Adam. Nobody cared to como up liald mountain if they could possibly mako a livelihood any where else. ISut ono evening just as I was gotting ready to tako a chicken sandwich and a pail of tea to tho charcoal pit for Adam's suppor, a tall, red-shirtod man camo swinging up tho stony path toward our gate. "Hoard you wanted help up this way," said he, taking off his cap and inclin ing his head not ungracefully. My heart leaped within me. "Oh," cried 1, "wo do!" "What sort of work is it?' looking curiously around him. ho said, "Thoro don't seom to be much chanco for farm ing up here, and I haven't seen any mill machinery nor shafts for oro." "Tonding tho charcoal pit," I ox plained. "Sit down and rest a little, and I will show you where my brother is. Will you havo a drink of tea and a sandwich?" Ho drank oagerly; he ate as if ho had not tasted food for a week. I watched him tho while. He was dark, strong featured, slnistor-looklng, with a closo ehaven face, yot I felt no sontlmont of loar or aversion to him. "Now," lie said, at last, "I am roady." Ho tended tho liros that night whilo Adam slopt. "Can you board him, Dl?" said Adam. "Why not? He'd be a much pleas antor boarder than Undo Pomp, I'm iuro," Hald I, laughing. "Seo thoso beautiful red lilies ho has transplanted bo carefully into my garden that thoy haven't drooped a leaf Seo tho funny little turtle ho broil' ;it from Hlack Hrook for my aquarium! Oh, by the way, no ono has told in- his name." "It is rathur an unu-ual ono John Smith," Adam answered. "What brought him on top of Hald mountain?" "Ilowas out of work, and heard that I ncoded a hand up here. Ho is very bright and intelligent and has traveled a good deal, I rather like tho follow." John Smith remained a month with os. He did a groat deal moro than his share of tho work. Tho squlro Isn't ovor strong," ho k$1, nodding toward Adam, "and ho 'ou&ht to bo favored. Ho shall bo as long as I am here." It was in tho spring of tho year, and John Smith helped mo with my llttlo flower-garden. Ho brought homo raro birds' eggs for my collection; ho evinced a knowledge of plants that quite sur prised mo on ono cccad.cn. when wo i unexpectedly camo across a rare orchid in the woods. "I should think you would bo a good gardener, John," said I. "1 was a gardener once. I had chargo of a house full of Jamaica ferns and looked after a forcing-house for early peaches that brought ono dollar apieco in the market." "Why did you leave your' place?'' "Oh, for a variety of reasons. Look here, Diana, you've set this lily too far In the shade. Pring it forward a little." 1 colored a UUle. I felt that perhaps I had asked an impertinent question. Put, after all, he did nt seem offended, because ho worked long after dusk mak ing tho border of wild violots for my tlower-bed, so that tho newly-transplanted roots shotild get the benefit of the coming shower that muttered along the west. It was the very next day that Ralph Maddox came up Paid mountain and asked mo to marry him. "Of course vou said 'yes!' " cried Adam, when ho questioned mo about it afterward. "Of courso I said no'.' Adam opened his eyes very wide. "Why, I thought you liked Ralph Maddox!" said he. "Ono can't marry ovory man onfc likes," said I. pettishly. "Put wo aro poor, little sister, and the Mnddoxcs havo tho llnest house in tho village and it is a desolate sort of lifo for you to live up hero on Paid mountain." "I never was so happy in my lifo as I am on Paid mountain, now!" cried I. Adam whistled. "Thoro is no accounting for tastes," observed ho. I sung merrily over my work as I got tea that evening tho simple tea, at which Adam was my llrst guest, John Smith my last. For it was Adam's night at tho charcoal pits. Tho fragranco of tho tea, tho appotizing odor of tho wild strawberry short-cake, the wallles that I myself had baked how plainly 1 ro momber it all! I was clearing oif tho table; John sat on tho doorstep reading the weekly paper. "What aro you reading?" I asked, as I stopped to give tho cat her saucer of milk. Ho laughed. "It seems tho Paldvillo villagers have had a dreadful panic," said he. "Thero's a rumor that Mad Mortimer is sonic whero in hiding in their midst. Think of that!" "Who is Mad Mortimer?" I asked. "Haven't you heard of him? A fam ous safe-crackor and forger ono of thoso genteel highwaymen you road about" "I don't read about them." "Well, that other folks read about who mako polito speeches to tho ladies whilo thoy pocket their silvor spoons and cameo car-drops. Pah! Tho hum bug there is in this world! 1 say, Pi!" "Well?" "If tho follow really wanted to hide himself, where could ho do it hotter than in just such a placo as this?" said Smith. "Who over comes hero?" "Woll, I hopo ho won't," said I. "You'ro a plucky girl, Hi. I don't bo liovo you'd bo afraid oven of Mad Mortimer!" "Yes, 1 should," I persisted. "Remember, the devil isn't always as black as he's painted." "John, don't talk that way!" "Di, put down that dish towol! Come here!" "Why?" "I've got something to say to you. I've boon a lying scoundrel all these weeks. I am tho runaway scamp that men would scotch as they would a snake! I am Mad Mortimer. I toll you .this becauso tho chaso is getting too hot in my vicinity. 1 must go away." I looked at him In surprise. Was I dreaming? "I'm not such a villain as folks would boliovo," ho went on. "If I could ox plain all, you would undorstand that I'vo been moro sinned against than sin ning, Di. Put there's no use in talking about that. Good-byo, my girl! Toll Adam how it was. Toll him to koop my secret." "John, you aro not going to leavo us?" "Would you havo mo to stay to bo hunted down as tho ferrets hunt a rat?" I burst into tears. In a moment he had mo clasped In his arms. "Dl! you don't mean to say that you caro whether I livo or dio? Di, was it becauso of this that you said 'No' to Ralph Maddox?" My brimming eyes must havo botrayod tho secret that my lips rofused to frame, for he drew ono short, quick broath, his face glowed. "My girl," said ho, "this is l'.ke a aow lifo to mo. I'll mako myself worthy to claim you yot seo if I do not! Ono kiss do, my bravo girl! And now, good-bye!" So ho loft me. This happened years ago. Tho noxt spring a now mill proprietor bought tho Allairo property and settled down at Paldville. Ho was dark, with a heavy black board, softer than any silk, covering his faco. I am not suro I should havo known him m.ysolf had it not been for a certain bright look a smile a trick of utterance. His father camo with him to inspect tho purchase a fine, gray-haired gentle man one Dr. Purgoyne, from New York. "We aro going to put up somo con servatories for you, my dear," said ho. "John tolls mo you liko flowers. John is a great amateur gardener in his way also. I feel a doal Vcr t0 leavo him hero, now that ho has had tho good fort une to win you for his wife. Ho has boon wild in his day a llttlo wild but ho always loved his old fathor, and ho has had tho senso to chooso a wlfo liko you. He'll do well now, I don't doubt." And John camo up and placed a bluo orchid In my hand. "Your favorite color, Dl," said ho. So j woro married, and, liko tho pcoplo In children's story-books, "lived happy ever aftor." Tho only reforonco to my husband's past history that I ever heard, outside of our homo, was on ono summer oven- mill hands gathering blackberries on tho rocky side of Paid mountain, as our pony carriage wound along tho steep road--the pony carrtago that John al ways allowed me to drive for myself. "There's a queer story," snd ono to the other, "that tho famous cracksman, Mad Mortimer, once hid a month in this very cave, behind these wild clematis trails, that time tho New York detect ives were hunting him for the Pigley bank case. I wasn't living thoro then, but I've often heard of it." "So havo I," said tho other. "Put I didn't know that was tho place. Plucky fellow, wasn't he? Py tho way, how did it all end? They treed him at last, didn't they?" "Not they. Camo pretty near it. up in Maine, but ho gavo 'em tho slip, onco for all." "Oho them tho slip? How?" "Didn't you never hear? Rode off a precipice, forty feet high, with his load ed revolver in his hand, just as thoy woro chuckling to think of tho roward thoy wero going to got. Pody novor was recovered. And that was tho ond of Mad Mortimer. Ho died as ho had lived clear grit to tho end." "Mamma, do stop Fox a minute!" cried mv llttlo bov. breathlessly. "Lot mo look at tho cavo whoro tho robbor chief hid from his enemies. Only ono minute, mamma!" Presontly ho camo back, panting. "Such a Jolly deep cave," said ho. "Put I shouldn't think a man could hide thoro a month, should you?" "No," I answered, absently, "I should not think ho could." Saturday Night. HOUSTON'S MARRIAGE. Tho True History of l'loneer' Sep aration from III Wife. Tho lady of his choice was esteemed a fit match for a man of Houston's high position and brilliant prospects and tho union at llrst seemed to bring tlio pair all tho happiness that had boon pre dicted for thorn. Put at tho end of thrco months, tho fabric of fanio and happi ness vanished. Tho brido suddenly re turned to her parents; tho husband tho samo day resigned his Governorship and tho next morning was on his way to rojoin his friends, tho Chorokees, in Western Arkansas. No cause was as signed for tho separation; and it was not till thirty-flvo years later, when husband and wifo wero in thoir graves, that the mystery was explained. Thus it was: Houston, perceiving his young wlfo to bo unhappy, often pressed to learn tho reason. At longth, divining tho truth by what ho know of his wifo's ante nuptial experience, ho declared to her his belief that her heart was still sot upon a former lover and that sho did not lovo her husband. Sho confessed it, and said that sho had married in a moment of pique against her lover and had discovered tho mistako and tho permanent feelings of herself and her lover only when It was too lato. "It is not too lato," said Houston, generously. Ho renounced tho marriage that must be without eithor lovo or happiness, tolling his wlfo to got a divorce and marry hor preference. Houston's ac count of tho affair was verified at tho tlmo by tho fact that soon aftor tho sep aration tho wifo had taken his advico and married hor former fiance. During all tho intervening years Houston had endured in silenco tho in jurious theories which wero abundantly volunteered by his political enemies. Thoy ascribed both his matrimonial finxcoamX his resort to Indian lifo to tho innato depravity and savagory of his nature; and thoy followed him into his retirement with startling tales of his unceasing debauchory nnd worso than savage debasement. Tho world accept ed and to this day mostly believes this injurious veifion that went so long un contradicted. Coloman 12. Pishop, in Chautauquam MILLIONS OF DOLLARS. Large Sums That Still Lie Hidden in I'lncer Mines. For years tho feasibility of fluming and washing tho beds of tho crooks near Idaho City, believed to bo rich with tho tailings of tho placer minlngof tho early days, has been tho thomo of discussion in ovorv mining camp in Idaho. At longth a company of ablo and courage ous men havo taken tho enterprise in hand. George Alnslie, well known throughout tho Territory, is ono of tho company. At tho tlmo of tho discovery of tho placers on Elk creek (Idaho City) in 18(i:t, tho bed of tho crook, also of Moore's creek, was thirty feet bolow tho lovol of the town. Now, owing to tho amount of tailings deposited in tho creek from tho numer ous placors around, tho bed has gradu ally risen until it is lovol with tho town, indeed, a littlo higher on tho west side, for a loveo has been built to prevent tho water oncroaching on tho town limits. Now, whon it is rec llected that these tailings woro mainly doposited thero In tho balmy days of placer mining in this camp, and at a timo whon no gold-saving machines woro used but tho primltlvo rocker and rough sluices, and that claims that would not pay from sovon to ton dollars a day to tlo man woro either abandoned or sluicod oft to got bettor pay-ground. When wo consider how many tons of qulcksllvor woro carried olf and whioh now Ho doposltod with tho larger gold In these tailings, it can bo no wonder to say, nor does it seem extravagant to assort, that there aro now millions of dollars of gold-dust and quicksilver lying in tho bed of tho Mooro and hlk crooks. Wo shall watch with much in terest tho progress of this grand ontor- nrlso. Of Us complotest sucoess wo havo little doubt. Poise City Statos man. The Jlalden's 1'rayer. Young Miss Y llgus Whore aro you j-olng, papa? Itov. Mr. Wllgus To tho tomporanco mooting. Wo intend to inaugurate a movement to save tho young men of tho country. Young Miss WUgus Try and savo a real nice one for mo, will you, papa, dear? Kohoboth Sunday Herald. Frodorlck E. Weathorly wrote the famous "Nancy Loo" In an hour whilo waiting for a oupll ho was tutoring. Slmotlnt for Life. An Indian correspondent writes: 'Our experienced nnd successful shi karee, (.'apt. L. L. Fenton, superin tendent ot surveys under tholtnjas than court, lmd some rather exciting sport in the (.ihir during the last hot weather, and linished up with an ex ceedingly narrow oeapo for his lifo. A lion had been discovered lying down tinder a banyan tree. Capt. Fenton commenced to creep up within shot under cover of tho jungle. Ho had reached within sonic fifty yards when a couple of samhar broke cover close to nun and startled tlio lion, giving Capt. Fenton only snap shots as it broke- away, hall concealed by tlio un derwood. Tlio shots, as was subse cntlv discovered, took effect high up on tlio shoulder. Tho lioness, fcrsu.'h sho proved to he. ran into a lot of Se poys somo distance to tho right, whcro several shots were 11 red at her, ono taking oU'eel in the stomach. "On Capt. Fenton running up very much out of breath, tho wounded lioness v.iis pointed out to him sitting under a tree somo sixty paces oil', anil without waiting ho went forward at onco to liuiih her, keeping his putty walla with a second gun behind him. lie was considerably blown with hard running and heat, and so his aim vn', not so true as iioirtl, and instead of hit tins her iu the chest, r.s ho intended. tho bullet struck her in tlio forearm, tlio cfl'cct of which was to increaso her rage to tho attacking point, and with n roar sho camo straight for her tor mentor. At this point in tho taniasha tho puttywalla vanished, taking the second gun with him, and in tho in stant Capt. Fenton felt that his life do lcnded on tho remaining barrel. As tho beast approached to within twenty paces ho fired at her head. Then, without waiting; to seo if sho wero stopped or not, no turned and ran for his second gun, when tho puggle, who had bolted to ono sido during tho charge, came up to say thonnhnal was dead. Tho shot was true enough this time." London Standard. Tho KU'Viitur Autocrat. Ono of theso days somo scientific man will win great fanio by explain ing what effect continual locomotion of an artificial order has upon tho hu man mind. Everybody is familiar with tho peculiarities ot tho men em ployed on tho elevKXcil railroads, and nearly every busine-wman is acquaint ed with the nianr.rs of tho elevator "boy." There is a striking similarity between them. There is a resemblance in their uniforms, in their habit ol speaking a weird, strange language, in their habitof showing a pugnacious resistanco to tho stupid public, and in thoir power of taking up moro room than any other class of men on the faco of tho earth. Thero is an elevator man in one of tho towering down town oilico buildings who is a shining sample of his tribe. It is not likely that he would mako his mark in any ordinary walk of life, but us tho cap tain of an elevator ho is a glowing success. Ho is about 30 years old, and has u guant framo and u dyspeptic cast of leatures. "Como now. cot a movo on; wot's do use of plantin' versolf dcie? Yer can't grow on marble." In this way ho hurries his passen gers in and out of tho elevator. "Is Mr. Smith in this building?" you ask. "Fccflurumstcon," ho promptly an swers. "Whatl" This remarks stirs all tho gall in his system, and ho fixes you with his oye and says with heaps of sarcasm: "Fifth ilooi room sixteen. Did ycr hear?" This elevator man has adopted, with a good deal of success, tho pleasant habit of tho elevated brakcninn of lur ing passengers into a mad rush by keeping tho door of tho cur open until tho passenger is about to step in it and then banging tho door in a highly humorous way. Now York Sun. No DrntlntH N't'cdod Iu Labrador. Littlo Miss Krarer, tho Esquimaux, called on E. II. Whito, tho Lowiston dentist, Tuesday, to havo her teeth fixed. Sho tola in her own way to Mr. While that probably sho was the first Esquimaux that ho ever attended professionally, and ho agreed. Sho re marked this curious fact that only sinco coming to civilization, where dentists livo and thrive, had sho ever needed tho attendance of one, and she said naively: "Is thero anything con taminating in tho profession?" Her father lived to bo nearly 50 and never had a decayed tooth. None of her fam ily or friends wero over troubled. She never heard of an Esquimaux who had anything but sound teeth. Mr. White found Miss Kraror's needs, from a dental point of view, to bo quite as great as thoso of any averago Ameri can lady, all of it developed, she de clared, since coining to America. Lowiston Journal. I Man ItmnortnlT Upon this short question, "Is man immortal or is ho not?" depends all that is most interesting toman as a so cial being ami us a rational and accountable intelligence. If ho is des tined to an external existence, an iin meiiso importance must attach to all his present affections, actions and pur suits; and it must boa matter of infi nite moment that they bo directed iu such a channel as will tend to carry him forward in safety to tho felicities of a future world. Hut if his whole existenco bo circumscribed within tho circlo of a few Heeling years, man ap pears an enigma, an inexplicuble phe nomenon in the universe, human lifo a mystery, tho world u bcono of con fusion, virtue- a mere phantom, the Creator a capricious being, and his I dans and arrangements an inoxplica lo maze. Dr. 'I nomas Dick. After the Proposal. "Before I go," ho said, in broken tones, "I have one lust request to inulco of you." "Yes, Mr. Sampson," Raid sho. "When you return my presents, please propay tho express charges. I cannot affoi-d to pay any moro on your account." Harper's Bazar. Calfornln TVHd Orapelneii, A Nilc3 (Cal.) correspondent of Tlio Rural Now Yorker writes: Tho Vitis Californicn, which is being used for n resistant stock on which to graft many varieties, is ono of tho most picturesquo nnd bcatttirul objects on tho California river bottoms and in tho ravines. Vory few writers havo spoken of it, nnd very few tourists over get n glimpso of tho grnpo in its native haunts, becauso it is seldom seen in tho cultivated valleys or near tho high ways of travel." It grows on tho La gunitas, tho Alameda, tho Sonoma and the Sacramento, along the Sali nas, San Joaquin and Russian rivers. It is at its best in central and northern California. Ono of tho most beautiful exnmplcs of wild grapo arbors in tho stato is to bo seen along tho Rio Linda and Chico Creek, on Gen. Bidwell's farm iu B.ttto county. Here, for fifteen miles, the trees on tho banks aro covered with grapevines, in vast domes, spires, arches, arbors and columns. These magnificent vines creep (tin banks and cover piles of stono and ledges of rock. They cross from treo to treo in leafy bridges. When in bloom they scent tho air for miles. In autumn, so abundant aro tho small, purplo clusters that they seem to color tlio wnolo torcst. Alter tno leaves and fruit havo fallen, tho vines aro still worth admiring study, for they reveal their labyrinthino intrica cies, and arc tho delight of artists and photographers oven more than during their leafy luxuriance in summer. Tho vines seem to havo littlo choice about tho trees they clamber over. Tho sycamores and alders, whito oaks nnd manlcs nro all loaded with wild grapes that in a few years climb to tho tops, and trail back in a thousand graceful and llowing curves. In tho Vaca valley somo of theso largo vines havo been grafted to muscats nnd black moroccos with cntiro success. Queer Kolc In tho Hotel. "Anions tho many queer experien ces gained in a hotel," said tho clerk of an uptown hostelry to a Washing ton Post reporter, "aro thoso connected with guests who aro subject to night mare, which is more common than many people suppose. It is not un common for a night to dovelop soveral cases of this kind. In tho stillness of tho early morning hours heavy groans or shrieks may bo heard sounding aiong tho corridor. Tlio hall boy wakes up, rubs his eyes and awaits to sSo what is coining, and if ho is a now one at tho business half exnects that a murder is being committed. "Wo had a case not long ago of a gentleman here, who, during tlio mid dle of tho night, began pounding on his door, yelling at tho samo time, 'Let mo out, let mo out. Ilelpl Help?' Tho hall boy rushed down to tlio desk, and, with tho night clerk and tho porter, hurried back to the room whence camo tho cries of distress. All was quiet. Thoy waited awhile, then knocked. Tho subject of the night maro camo to tho door feeling very much crestfallen. Ho explained that ho hatl eaten a too liberal supply ol dovilcd crabs during the previous even ing, and ho had dreamed that ho was locked in ono of tho inunenso money vaults of tho treasury, which ho had seen during his visit to tho city. His own cries lor help had caused him to wake, buch cases, moro or less ox citing, aro ot'almost nightly occurrence 1.1 a largo hotel, and aro usually great er when tho social season is ut its height. I'umy l!iin Luck to Sallnrmcii. If there is anything in tho nonular superstition among sailors that "a cat brings good luck, the voyago of tho British steamship Mliana will bo pleasant ono. A tino largo Maltese cat went aboard tho vessel tho day before sho sailed and composedly curled up on tho heavily upholstered crimson sofa in tlio officers saloon, and when tho vessel sailed sho was a contented passenger. "She is an old traveler," said tho steward, as ho stroked her soft fur. "and this is not her first voyago. Cats like a change, and thoy will visit first ono vessel and then another in port until thoy find one that suits tiiem and they are a knowing animal, ami seem to havo somo intuition when a vessel is going to sail. Do I think u cat brings luck? Oh, yes. It's good luck to havo a cat como to you. Why, that's not a superstition of sailors alone. Did vou ever see a land lubber that didn't believe it? That cat will have tho best treatment on board; bo bides, tlicros no end to tlio raw on board, and tho cat will be useful as well as lucky to us." Savannah News. Habits of Fur Seals. Tho seals of theso waters migrato southward iu each year, and begin to movo from the islands toward tho closo of October. They proceed down tho California coast, and aro absolute ly unmolested on that journey, tho stoimy weather, fogs and short days not permitting a profitable hunting during tho winterm onths. Towurd May they return northward and travel at the into of ten to twolvo miles jcr hour, and their northwest journey is thus accomplished iu a few days, when they reach their breeding grounds in tho Pribyloll' Islands, St. Gcorgo and St. Paul, situated in lati tude 00. passing for tlio most part bo tweeu the Aleutian Islands. Uualaska and Aluta, or between Alutau uml Ultimate Cor. London Times. Itepluntlni: of Teeth. Few people appear to bo aware, notes The Liverpool Mercury, that a tooth can bo extracted, cleaned and restored to its socket, and become again a useful and natural instrument. One Liverpool dentist, at least, is iu tho habit of doing such a thing; and it appears to surprise most people. A gentleman in u large shipping office had a tooth taken out, cleaned and ro itorcd somo years ago, and it is at tho present timo a good serviceable tooth. This suggests tho question us to tho possibility of extracting old teeth and .nsortiug new ones! It would be a boon to many, and is worth consider ing by clever dentists. LET THE BOYS SHOOTi Olro Your Son a Onn 'Vritpn Ilo Under taml Handling It. By nil means let tho boys havo their riflo and shotgun, furnish them a reasonable amount of ammunition and pay their licenso to shoot, if wo over come to that protective measure How else, can the bov learn to shoot? If I had my way every boy and ovcry girl should learn to shoot" even though. they never killed alone a singlo head of game. It is not tho extinguishing of tho vital prineiplo of either bird or beast for which men go afield, and tho game butcher should never bo clawed as a sportsman. llio ntlo and revolver aro weapons tho usoof which demand physical con ditions never found in tho indolent. ell'eminato or tho dissolute. Thoy aro weapons for men and women not for dolls of either sex. If overv boy and girl were early taught tho uso and abuso of firearms tho death rato from accidents caused by carelessness would bo reduced to a minimum; tlio num ber of corner loafers cigaretto smok ing, round shouldered, delicato boys nnd girls alllicted with corseLs, nerya tiro and headaches would deoroaso in direct proportion to the increaso of re cruits to tho army of thoso now enjoy ing such sporL And what is to hinder? Any ono of a half dozen American manufacturers makes rillessullicicntly light for ladies and boys to use; prices are such that any ono of moderate means can own tho very best; accuracy is unsur passed; and ammunition, that is tho i.'2-calibcr cartridges, which aro plenty largo enough for all ordinary range, is very cheap. But, alius 1 ficklo fash ion has decreed that tho girl child shall bo a woman beforo reaching wo manhood, and must never condesoend to niinglo in manly sports unless the thin veneer of fashioimblo polish should bo marred. Fathers forget thoy wero ever boys and wanted a gun ; or, being without desiro that way, compel their boys to think as they do, or to uso weapons surreptitiously. No! give tho boys n chance, and tha girls too. Ijet thoso parents who are not sportsmen and aro blessed with chil dren imbued with such instincts, take the time and trouble to learn tho art themselves and instruct their boys and girls. My word for it, such children will lovo you with a deeper intensity, will spring to obey your commands with a better graco, for has not their father, their ideal of all that is good and great, associated himself with them in their play? And whcro is thero a normal child who would not rather nssoeiato with his father than with any other companion? You, who yourselves lovo tho gun, do not, I beg you, think it a bora to guide tho youngster in the paths you lovo so well or think it tiresome to initiato him in tho mys teries of an art fascinating nliko to young and old. Bear in mind your own youth, and your heart would havo gono out to any one who would havo taken timo and troublo to holu you bscotuo a good shot. Our boys and girls aro to bo tho fa thers ami mothers of other boys and girls, and how can wo mold tho gen eration of thoso who shall tako oui places unless wo now stand sponsors to the sports as well as to other edu cational advantages, and where is there to bo found a cleaner, moro scientific, moro manly sport than riflo shootingl Forest uml Stream, A Historic "Wooden Ic. A celebrated wooden leg has been discovered in an old Liun 4V,o 'V' Vinccnnes shop, smithy. Thero is which was onco a snu abundant ovidenco to provo that tho relic in question is tho sham limb which replaced tho leg which Gen. Dfiuucsml lost in tho big wars of Na poleon I. This rugged old warrior de fended tho fortress of Vinccnnes against the allied army, and is famous for having said to tho invaders, when summoned to give up tho placo: "Bring mo back my leg which you havo snot off and you shall havo my keys." Tlio wooden leg now found had been sent by Daumesnil to a Vin ccnnes smith in order to be "shod," as tho general expressed it. Beforo tho ar ticle was sent back tho old warriot died suddenly, and tho sham limb re mained iu tno ancient smithy to the present day. It is now in tho artillery museum of the Hotel des Invalidcs among many other martial and his? torio bouvenirs. London Telegraph. Early AVise. " 'Ho made a fcoblo and impotent gesture,'" read tho father of tho fam ily from his newspaper; and then, see ing that his children were listening, he added, "Kitty, what is au 'impotent gesture'?" "I guess it's whon you snap youi fingers iu somebody's faco," returned Kitty, wisely. Trulyan excellent illustration of an impudent gesture. It is tho same Kitty who is constant ly asked by her younger brothers to define hard words becauso sho is no vet at a lass for au answer, and can al ways find reasons, sometimes moro in? genious than true, "What is it to havo versatility 1" asked Teddy ono day. "It's to oo a poet," returned Kitty, without hesitation. "To mako verses, you know." Youth's Companion. Death of the Dluner Hell. Tlio dinner bell has long sinco suf fered a decadence, and it is rarely now that it bends its merry tinkle through the corridors of aristocratic houses. It lias been tho custom to havo meals an nounced by the butler, or by neat aproned and capped "Phyllises." But ttio latcst is tho Japaneso gong. It is a succession of thrco bronzo hemis pheres, graduated sizes, connected by chains. Tlio gong is suspended usu ally in a convenient curve of tho stair way: and, when dinner is served, tlio family is musically summoned to the banquet hall by strokes upon tho gang with a small hammer. Ono artktia wifo I know of lios succeeded in teach ing her maid tho notes of tho sister's call from "Dio Walkuro," and throe times daily do tho Wagncriau tones echo through tho house. Table Talk.