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About The Maupin times. (Maupin, Or.) 1914-1930 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 29, 1915)
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Lord, I generally
HU Bonistelle, artist-photographer, pre
pares for the day's work In his studio.
L'lodte Fisher, his assistant, reminds him
:t a party he Is to give In ths studio that
night, and that his business Is In bad
Snanctal shape. Mr. Doremus, attorney
md justice of the peace, calls and Informs
Hall that his Uncle John's will has left
him $4,000,000 on condition that he marry
before his twenty-eighth birthday, which
begins at midnight that night. Mrs. Rena
Ftoyallon calls at the studio. Hall asks
her to marry him. She agrees to give
film an answer at the party that night.
Miss Carolyn Dallys calls. Hall proposes
to her. She agrees to give him an an
iwer at the party, Rosumund Gale, art
model, calls. Hall tries to rush her Into
nn immediate marriage. She, too, defers
her answer until the evening. Flodle tries
to show Hall a certain way out of the
nilxup, but he Is obtuse. Jonas Hasslng
bury, heir to the millions in case Hall
(ails to marry on time, calls.
- CHAPTER VI. Continued.
Flodle stared at him fascinated, as
l bird by a snake. Try as she could,
It wbb Impossible to dony his accusation.
"Hold on a minute, now!" He shook
his finger Impressively. "I'd give a
good deal If I was satisfied he wouldn't
be married before midnight."
Flodte could stand it no longer. It
was useless to attempt to hide her
feelings from this man. Her heart
was bursting. "Oh, so would I, if I
had the money I" she cried, woebe
gone. Jonas leaned back, with a smile of
victory on his face. "Wall, I guess
I got to the woman of it at last," he
gloated. "All women is Just alike,
when you come right down to it. 'One
man among a thousand have I found;
but a woman among all those have I
not found' that Is, different. But
that's neither here nor there. I sus
pected you was sweet on Hall; your
face give you dead away. Wall, then,
miss," he brought it out deliberately,
"seems to mo our Interests ought to
"What d'you mean?" Something In
Flodie's subconsciousness was awak
ened. "You, bein' a woman, don't want him
to marry anybody else. Wall, neither
do I." He watched her closely, heart
lessly. "I see," said Flodle frigidly, "be
cause you'd lose a fortune."
"Oh. it ain't the money, miss, don't
you misinterpret my motives. I don't
want a cent of It for myself. It's what
I can do with It. See here; if Hall
gets that money, he's bound to throw
It away on all sorts of foolishness. If
he marries tonight, some sheep-head
ed, extravagant woman will have the
spendln' of it." He watohed the shaft
strike Flodie, and went on. "Whare
. as, if I inherit it why, I got my plans
all laid out a'ready." He leaned for
ward earnestly. "Why, do you know
miss, they's heathen In the tropics
what don't know what clothes be, let
alone the Bible. They tell me they
ain't a toothbrush nor a pair o' corsets
in all Polynesia. And all of them mis
arable niggers got to be damned ever
lasting. Then they's hospitals I In
tend to endow, and tracts ought to be
printed." But Flodie's eyes were cast
down. He saw that he had lost his
audience, and came back to his best
argument. "Think o' Hall's wife
throwin' that cash round on parties,
and low-necked dresses to say nothin'
o' balls and concerts and theaters 1"
"Well," Flodie said, with a pathetic
look In her face, "I don't see what we
can do about It. He's made up his
mind to marry tonight, and he's al
ready proposed to three women."
Jonas whistled long and low.
"Looks like we got to get to work in
a hurry, don't it? See here, miss," he
spoke slowly and emphatically. "You
can do it. Why, women is born for
tricks like this. What's that Jeremiah
says? 'A woman shall compass a
man.' That's right, too. You'll find
a way and depend on me to help all
I can. What d'ye say?"
Flodie's mind had already Jumped
to the task. Why not try to save Hall?
that was the excuse she gave her
self. To be disloyal to him was un
thinkable; but to prevent a lifelong
unhaDpiness due to his marrying any
one of the three women he had pro
posed to ah, that was another thing!
What If she could accomplish it, and
get the best of this scheming hypo
crite Into the bargain? There was a
maanlncent chance for a woman's
straUrrl Suddenly the thought came,
beautiful, complete. She jumped ap
axeitedly. "I know!" she, cried.
"What? Got an idee a'ready V Jo
"Te! I'll tell you. I'm going to
get those three women together In this
room and then I'll Just let natnre
take Us course! It aomething doew't
happen, then I don't know anything
Jonas chuckled, delighted. "Wall,
that will be a picnic, won't it! By
Hmlnv Td like to see the fun!"
"No," said Flodle, "you'll hava U
leave. I've got lota to do, if I'm to
.n.. this thlna. and I've got to do
It alone. Now, let's see! Wait a min
uteHall's giving a party
R.mnn.. I tell him that I invited you,
...i von come round at about eleven
I o'clock. Then I'll tell you how mat
ters are going."
git to bed by ten."
"You won't tonight, then. Better
drink some coffee if you're sleepy.
And I guess it'll be worth sitting up
for. Good afternoon, Mr. -Hassing-bury!"
Flodie did not offer to shake
Jonas gazed at her in ever-growing
admiration. "Say, miss," he ventured,
"it ain't often I get loony over a wom
an. -1 don't trust 'em enough. But
I've took conslder'ble fancy to you,
somehow. You got a good head on
your shoulders, you have!"
Flodle evaded his hand. "Well, it's
likely to stay there, I'm afraid. At
any rate, it'll never be on yours, Mr.
With which Flodie went, without
honoring him with another glance,
Into the stockroom, leaving him to
take his departure alone.
After Jonas Hasslngbury had left,
Flodla went to the telephone and
called up a number.
"Mrs. Royalton- ... Yes, this is
Miss Fisher at Mr. Bonlstelle's, you
know . . . about your pictures .
Could you drop in this afternoon and
see some proofs? . . . Oh, yes,
lovely, I think . . . About three
o'clock, if you will . . . Good-by!"
Next she called up Miss Dallys, and
said nearly the same thing; both la
dies agreed to call. But how about
apathetically. "Of course I'm nothin'
but a Janitor now but Miss Fisher,
if I only had you I'd show 'em. And
say, don't go yet, please. Miss Fisher
wait till I get rid of it for once and for
all It'll do me good you wouldn't
ever have the likes of me, I know
that ain't all of it it's only I want to
do something for you, just to prova
how I feel! If I could only help you
some way! don't you understand how
It is, Miss Fisher? Won't you give me
a try sometime? That's all I want
Flodle, leaning against the table,
watched him with tears in her eyes.
Ah, Flodie understood! How well she
knew! She could no longer laugh at
him. Kindly she stretched forth her
hand; and the Janitor who. In all his
life had never known gallantry,
reached for it, and kissed it as natu
rally as might a courtier. He touched
Flodie's little hand as if it were a holy
relic; and on it there fell a soft rain
Flodle bit her Up; she slowly shook
her head. "I'm awfully sorry, Alfred,
really; but I don't see what I can do."
Alfred's lips quivered, and his hands
writhed as he replied: "Why, all I
want you to do is to promise, Miss
Fisher auk me to do something for
you. Something hard to do. The very
hardest thing you know. Why, I'd do
anything. Miss Fisher, anything!
Alfred meant literally what he said.
She put her soft hand in his. "I know
what you mean, Alfred," she said so-
berly. "You're so good! Ill call on
you If ever I need you. I'll promise,
She turned a little sadly back to bar
"All right." Alfred's look feasted on
her. He paused by the door. It a
really more than I ever hoped for, Miss
Fisher, what you Just said! Thank
you!" He left, almost with dignity.
Flodle turned to her work. From
the telephone to her printing she vl
brated, and from that to her accounts,
occasional inspection of Alfred's prog.
ress, and arrangements for the eve
ning's refreshments. Meanwhile her
busy mind was going over the problem
of managing her trio of rivals. If she
could only find Rosamund! Rosamund
she had, from the first, disliked; she
had always resented her appearance.
Now she fairly longed foT her to open
the door. She thought and thought of
some possible way to reach her.
In a half hour, miraculously, as It
summoned by Flodie's mental demand,
who but Rosamund did open the door!
Rosamund Gale, more patronixlng,
more assured and nonchalant than
"Hello," she said coolly; "Hall
here?" She sauntered up to the mir
ror and poked at her golden ringlets.
"Why, no. Mr. Bonistelle has Just
left," said Flodie, suspiciously cordial,
stopping her writing. "But I m expect
ing him any minute. Wont you
Rosamund craned her neck, trying
had watched over and saved them
This happened many, many years ago.
but John and Frank still have the
broken arrow, which they show to
their grandchildren, who think it the
best of fun to hear the story of the
broken arrow and the Indians.
JUDGE WHO WAS ONCE A BOY
THE BROKEN ARROW.
John and Frank lived in a cabin on
tho prairie. This was many years ago,
when the Indians were not as friendly
with the white man as they are now,
for they thought he. had taken their
hunting grounds from them and left
them without a home, and every white
man they saw they shot at with their
bows and arrows, or, if they found his
home, they would burn it and kill all
John and Frank drove many miles
with their father and mother in
big wagon called a prairie schooner
and drawn by two horses. It had a
covering of sailcloth that kept out
the rain, and all their cooking uten
ells and bedding, as well as other
things, were carried in there. It took
many days to reach the place wnere
their father had intended to locate,
and some nights they made their beds
on the ground and other times in the
wagon, but they enjoyed it, and, best
of all, the cooking was done over a
fire built upon the ground.
After they reached the place it was
a long time before they had a house
or cabin, and they had only two rooms
when it was finished. There a place
Many a Lad Has Owed His Start in
Life to Kindly Encouragement
of Inquisitive Tendency,
An eleven-year-old "reporter" Inter
viewed Judge Brown of the municipal
court on the subject of boys and their
parents. The answers set down by the
aspiring journalist prove that the
judge has not forgotten his own boy
hood. Many a lad has owed his start
in life to kindly encouragement of the
inquisitive tendency. It is easy enough
to snub a youthful questioner or put
him off with curt, unsatisfactory an
swers. Yet it has been said that the
beginning of reform Is to ask ques
tions and the start can hardly be made
The boy is to be pitied without a
live, quick mental reaction to the stim
ulus he receives from all manner of
natural phenomena. It Is a good sigu
when the child wants to know and is
not satisfied with mechanical jargon
and listless routine. Molt of us treas
ure to the end of our lives the memory
of one who was not too busy to reply.
Life is a standing interrogation. The
man who writes with force and feeling
needs to ask Intelligent questions of
the whole visible universe, and to ex
plore the secret places of his own
spirit. He ought not to discourage
the same tendency in others, no mat
ter how young they are. Philadelphia
BROTHERS JOIN A PIG CLUB
The Arrows Flew Very Near Them.
Was built for the horses, and the boys
were told they could ride old Hanni
bal, who was a big, clumsy old horse,
but very gentle. They used to climb
to his back with a ladder. One boy
would grasp him by the mane and the
other would put his arms around his
brother, and away they would go over
Three Sons of a Georgia Dairyman
Win Considerable Money With
Hogs While Attending School.
A year ago the three Bons of a dairy
man living seven miles out of Macon,
Ga did not have a cent in bank, but
had two small purebred Duroc-Jersey
pigs. Two of the boys Joined the Bibb
County Pig club. Today all three
boys belong to the Bibb County Pig
club, and have In one of the Macon
banks over $150, made while going to
One of the banks in Macon offered
a deposit of one dollar and a metal
savings bank to each of the Bibb
County Pig club members who would
make good. Making good consisted in
exhibiting a purebred pig at the fair
and delivering to the county agent a
record of feeds and weights, showing
how much it cost per pound to raise
Out of the 42 boys who made good
a 1 E ) -
3 1 A '.MK3!S
VIEW IN SRINAQAR
"It'a Hard to Ketch You Alone, You
Rosamund? She wandered from stu
dio to studio. Well, Flodie must risk
it. Perhaps she could be found later.
Meanwhile she had much to do. She
flew back to the printing room, and
went to work on the negatives. They
must all be finished before the ladies
arrived, that they might suspect noth
ing. Quickly her fingers flew. Sud
denly she looked up. Who was tnat
in the office? Flodie went m and
found Alfred the Pale, with a big
hunch of evergreen garlands. He
pulled off his hat and grinned.
"Will I fix up the studio now?" he
"Yes." said Flodle, "right away."
She held up a proof of Carolyn Dallys
and Inspected it critically. Alfred,
meanwhile, was regarding his Idol.
"Well, why don't you go ahead about
It?" Flodle inquired severely.
"Say, Miss Fisher," Alfred set down
his bundle and approached her. "It's
so hard to ketch you alone, you
No. I don't. We must have those
decorations up in a hurry." Flodie,
however, did see something In the
poor janitor's face which made her
start hastily for the stockroom.
"Oh, I know it ain't no use, Miss
Fisher, but It'll be a satisfaction even
to be throwed down. It 11 be some'
thing, anyway. I can't stand It any
Flodie stared at the hopeless Janitor,
Faint heart ne'er won fair lady, but
till, his look was Battering. There
was a mild balm in his devotion, as he
fawned on her. It softened ber heart.
Now, Alfred," he began, "don't you
be silly !"
"I Just can't help It, Miss Fisher!
ha exclaimed. "I got to be silly! If
I didn't see you every day, here oh
dear, ain't they any hope for me? Not
He waited a moment, wistfully. Flo
dla watched him with a curious far
away interest, as at an Injured animal
Then she said gently, "It s not use, Al
fred. You know I couldn't possibly. 1
don't want you to say another word
about It." Flodie, as she spoke, flu
zered a thin gold chain about her
neck. Dangling, warm on her breast,
was a tiny golden locket, one of Hal
Bonlstelle's few gifts, treasured leal
ously by Flodle, worn night and day
Alfred Smallish had already given
no all hope. "Oh, I know," he said
Jlv , . 8 . V i .V the prairies, but Indians had never
"Those pictures of mine developed? " ''"'"..' ,... f(W 0,i
"No, Miss Gale. Mr. Bonistelle had
to work on some of his customers'.
"Well, I should think he might get
mine done first. I was In an awful
hurry to see 'em."
"Well, he has to attend to business
part of the time, you know. Miss Gale,"
"Oh, Indeed!" Rosamund gave her a
long, cruel stare. "I don't see why he
bothers about his old business so
much. He can afford to take It easy,
"Well, of course I wouldn't say any-
thing about it to a customer, you
know, but so long as you and Hall are
bothered them, so their father and
mother felt it was safe for them to
One day, after they had been there
about a year, their father had to go to
the nearest town, which was many
miles away, and could not return be
fore the next day, but their mother
did not feel afraid, Bhe had been there
so long without seeing the Indians.
The boys rode a short distance with
their father and then turned back, but
the days were so nice they did not go
directly home. Old Hannibal trotted
along, enjoying It as much as the boys
did, when all at once he made a queer
whinnying noise, and the boys saw
f.H.,,,1,. kv wall, the that he trembled.
.uvu . .u.i 1. l,t
fM U I'm r.th.r worried " iney Q1U not auuw urni uuiocd u.-
- - -- ----- . . . .
Flodie noted with glee that Rosa, scent Indians, Dut tney ion ma.. tuuiB-
mnrt w. loln color. thing was wrong, urn nann.mu Bu-
"Do you mean to say that Hall loped toward nome, me uoys u.6a.
,. . ii . 11 a than "mild whan "whl7.!
Bonistelle Ibu t doing as wen as wen, an won no .. .....
..n o. h .ov?" Bn.amund da- wh z " something now past inem.
maded. Vttmk, who was Deninu, turnea auu
Flodle smiled with secret satlsfac- saw a short distance from tnem mree
tion. "Oh, I wouldn't exactly say that, or four Indians, lie uiu nui urn mm.,
you know, but then-well, it costs a but told him to make oia tianniDai
lot to run this place. Here, look at
those bills! I don't think he'd mind,
so long as It's you!" She handed Rosa
mund a neatly folded parcel. "I don't
know how In the world we're ever
going to pay them
Rosamund turned them over curi
ously, frowning. "H'm!" she said to were beating fast.
herhelf, through tightened lips. "Quite
bunch of 'em, isn't there? Why, I
don't see how he can expect to "
she gazed anxiously at Flodle.
Flodle, seeing her advantage, art
fullv receded. "Oh, Mr. Bonistelle if
optimistic, you know. He always think
e's Kolng to come out all right. Just
"Whiz! whiz!" came again, ana this
time the arrows flew very near them.
"Are the Indians after us?" asked
"Yes," said Frank; "hang on and we
may get away," but tneir little nearts
The mother had been watching the
boys through a spyglass, and saw by
the way old Hannibal acted that some
thine was the matter. Then she saw
the Indians. She went in and bar
ricaded the door, for the poor mother
knew the boys would not have a
chance of escape if the horse stopped
Lloyd Bourque of Louisiana and Hog
32 let their dollar deposit remain In
the bank. Two of the latter were the
dairyman's sons, who won considera
ble prize money with their boar and
sow pigs. This prize money was de
posited with the bank deposit won by
making good and is part of their sav
ings, together with subsequent de-
HE Valley of Kashmir is very
like the "Beautiful Country" of
a fairy story one feels after
the Journey thither aB If one
had come up to a new world
through a trap-door, or even, possibly,
up a beanstalk. Anyhow, one Is glad
to forget the means of arrival and to
bask in and gloat over the beauties
and comforts around one. Let us say
It is a May day, that "we" are two
(mind, not three!) normal, healthy
mortals, come to fairyland to enjoy
ourselves In a quiet way and, for
the encouragement of the majority let
us add, an economical way, Bays W. J.
Clutterbuck in Country Life.
Our temporary home is a "boarded
doonga," a light form of houseboat,
floating on the Jhelum river, and, like
Above, the sky is clearest Blue
flecked with high, light clouds, cast
ing shadows which chase each other
over the hills and plain, Round us
stretches the fertile land, bright with
spring crops or brilliant with flowers,
but our vision Is cauglit ana Dounaea
by walls of dazzling beauty enclosing
this favored land the snow-covered
Himalayas. Wherever we look they
seem to Bcreen us from the world,
and we wonder where the gateway la
the trap-door has closed behind us,
and tant pis! Blue, white and green
is our land just now, the freshest of
spring green the irises, which cover
the banks, sometimes for acres, are
blue, the larger lrisos are white, grow
ing on the Mohammedan graves usu
ally occupying a little knoll In each
tiny village. The klngnshers, nasning
In the sun, are blue jewels, turquoise
and sapphire blended. The water, laz
ily rippling against our bows, reflects
the harmony of blue, white and green.
This peaceful beauty alone might
make, us sleep away our days, but
there Is too much that Is novel and
Interesting round us for that the peo
ple who live In the magic valley, their
homes, their works, iirown villages
clustering under magnmcent Biiaay
trees, chenar (of the great maple fam
ily), mulberry and walnut mostly,
are protty frequent near the banks
of tho Jhelum. They are of a rich
brown because the houses are entirely
A sow they exhibited had her first of wood seasoned oy weainer to mis
at the lower end. and these they swing
on high with both hands, bringing
them down on the rice with a resound- '
Ing whack, In turn. It must be fine,
physical exercise, and by the results
we can highly recommend it, tor finer
specimens of the female form we have
seldom seen. Thoy are tall, upright,
and splendidly developed, with a
stately walk and carriage of the head,
and their hands, bare feet and ankles
always seemed fine and slender. As
to their features we can give no opin
ion as they are extraordinarily shy
of foreigners and . Invariably cover
their faces on our approach with the .
cotton cloth which all women wear
on their heads. This is a place of
home-woven cotton of a brownish
white shade roughly a yard square,
one comer folded under for the front
and the rest hanging down.
The male population are tall and
good looking, of a Jewish cast of coun
tenance and, unless tanned by outdoor
work to mahogany color, they are lit
tle darker than a southern Italian.
On the Way to Srlnagar.
And so we glide along towards Srln
agar, the capital town, not, however,
without hard work for someone; for
It Is up-Btream, and in the spring the
current is strong and swift. We are
propelled by long poles, or when there
is a suitable stretch of river bank
we are towed by four or five boatmen,
assisted by the family of our head
boatman, who Inhabits another boat
shared with our servants, in the wake
of our doonga. On our way we hava
to cross the largest lake In India, the
Wular, shallow and full of reeds,
weeds, and edible plants, but treacher
ous for top-heavy houseboats, on ac
count of their size and shallowness,
and being surrounded on two sides by
high mountains, whence wind ami
storms descend with appalling speed
and vlclousness. Here the pluck of
the Kashmiri boatman does not come
to the front, and be beseeches tho
sahib not to venture on tho danger
ous wator unless he Is pretty sure of
a calm crossing.
Autumn Ib the best time to explore
the city of Srlnagar and Its surround
ings, to find out those wonderful old
buildings of primeval stone, the origin
a wee bit reckless, perhaps, but then, at the house, and her only hope was
well, I guesB it'll be all right." that he would gallop on to the town,
Leavina- this to sink into Rosa- some miles beyond, but even sne aid
mund's alarmed mind, Flodie walked not think the boys would be alive,
inte the stockroom and proceeded with Then she prayed.
her printing and washing. Meanwhile the boys were near the
Say. Mis Fisher!" Rosamund barn, and "whiz!" again came the ar-
called out, "how much salary do you rows. This time they felt a sharp
litter of seven red headed pigs at Talr
time. She is at present the mother
of a second litter, in which there are
12, all of them thrifty.
These boys will be exhibitors at the
fair this fall, and the bank will have
to surrender three more one-dollar de
posits and three metal savings banks
for the three pure-bred pigs exhlbltod
and three complete records delivered.
dark shade. There Is no glass In the of which no man can tell ub. Mighty
(TO BB CONTINUED.)
Case of Forgetfulnett.
Mrs. Sherburne Hopkins, who re
cently left society for the stage, smiled
the other evening when the conversa
tion at a social affair turned to forget-
fulness. She said she was reminded
of an Incident along that line. Soma
days ago Brown was rambling along
the boulevard when ha mat Green.
Cordial handshake, a donation et
cigars, and thea some talk. "By tha
way, old man," wonderingly queried
Brown, glanctpg at the other's band,
"what have you got a string tied
around that finger for?" "My wlfa
out it there." replied Green. "It wa
to remind me to mall a letter for her."
"I see," laughingly returned Brown,
"Did you mail It?" "No," was tha
smiling response of Green, "she for
got to giva it to me." Philadelphia
MADE A MATTER OF BARTER
John Wanted Contract to Be Explicit
at to the Ownership of Those
A village clergyman In England,
walking round his parish, met an old
parishioner. "Well, John," ha ald.
"how Is It I have not seen you at
church for several Sundays?" "Hain t
got no Sunday trousers," answered
John. "Well," said the clergyman,
1 think wa can remedy that I have
a pair at home which will just about
fit you, and I will have them sent to
you today. "Thank'ee!" said John.
The trousers were duly sent, and the
following three Sundays John was
seen at church. Then, after being
absent for some time, the clergyman
again met him. "Well, John," he
aid, "you have no excuse for not
coming to church lately. How Is It
I have not seen you there?" "Look
here, parson!" said John. "I Ilka a
man to speak plain. I know what you
J mean; you're a-thinklng about them
trousers. 1 come to church three Sun
cays, an', If you don't think 1 earned
them trousers, just tell me how many
more Sundays I shall ha' to coma
afore they're mine altogther!
"You are going to have a great deal
of money some day," said the clair
"Am I going to marry It or ears
It?" asked the pleased client.
"You are going to marry It, but
you'll earn It, all right!"
pain, and just then old Hannibal ran
into the barn.
The Indians came up behind them,
looked around the barn, shook the
door of the cabin, looked In the win
dow and for some unknown reason did
not break down the door. They may
have thought the place deserted, as
there was no sign of life. But where
wore the boys, and why did the In
dians give up looking for them?
The mother saw from her hiding
place that the Indians were going
away and taking old Hannibal with
them. But where were the boys 7
She did not dare think what had hap
pencd to them. After a long time she
unbarred the door and went Into the
barn. "John! Frank!" Bhe called
Then she listened. Did she hear some
one say "Mother"? Yes, It came from
under the floor. Again she called, and
this time she heard very plainly,
"Mother, here we are under the floor!
And there they were. As old Han
nihal bounded Into the stable the boys
fi'll from his back and rolled Into a
hole in tho floor, and falling on the
tott dressing under the stable, they
bad In some miraculous way escaped
'.ho eyes of the Indians.
The mother took a ladder and soon
reached them, but they were pinned
together by an arrow through the flesh
on their thin shoulders. The peopl
who lived on the prairies in those days
knew how to do all sorts of things,
and the mother soon removed the
row and dressed the wounds. Then
iha knelt and thanked the One who
Ar. They Tell It in England.
William," said the teacher of a
rosyfaced lad, "can you tell me who
George Washington waB?"
"Yes, ma'am," was the quick reply.
He was an American gen'ral."
"Quite right," replied the teacher.
And can you tell us what George
Washington was remarkable for?"
Yes, ma'am," replied the little boy.
He was remarkable because he was
an American and told the truth."
windows they are simply of carved,
olerced wood, or have paper stretched
here and there whore panes of glass
Bhould be. The roofs are of turf of a
onerous thickness on which a fine
crop of grass and fiowors grows.
Women Always Busy.
Most of the work seems to be done
out of doors, the women are always
busy and chattering In groups, forever
huBklng rice, or washing clothes In
the river, while delightful children
swarm around and paddle and play.
Husking rice is the great occupation
ot the women's lives seemingly, and
most laborious It Is. The rice U
placed in a stone mortar about three
feet high, standing in ine open air,
anywhere near the houses, then two
women take heavy wooaen stumps,
say lx feet long, heavier and thicker
templos to unknown gods they must
have been, the great slabs of stone
wrought and moved by other hands
than those of the unenterprising Kash
miri of today, and plans thought out
by more cultured brains. Martund, tho
greatest, stands alone on a hillside,
the Inner" shrine and surrounding .
colonnade still visible in mighty frag-mnta-
Pandrethan. a perfect little
example, standing in the center of a
deep pool, perhaps a shrine to serpent
gods. In the city Itself are many
more memories of far off and great
days, well worth finding out; besides
which, In these saunters through tha
crowded byways, one sees the people
as they live, and not only the English
speaking, touting and begging crowd
who swarm round the houseboats la
the residency quarter.
Didn't Know Dad.
Teacher One should be thought-
ful In dispensing favors. For exam
ple, suppose your father, Johnny, was
in a crowded street car and two
ladles, one old and the other young,
got In, which of them would he give
his seat to?
Watch Your Manner.
As a rule courtesy receive courtesy.
Many timea a rudeness which we re
sent was called out by something out
of the way In our own conduct A
child will very often speak imperti
nently to one who addresses mm
rouehlv. while courtesy he instinctive
ly answers in kind. The girl who Is
Johnny Guess you don't know dad. contlnuaiiy encountering rudeness, had
He wouldn't give It to either.
Not Much Account.
bn Jlmmle's birthday his uncle gave
him a knife. His mother told him
he ought to give his uncle a penny
so that it would not cut their friend
"Oh, well," rejoined Jlmmle, "It
won't cut anything else, so I guess U
won't cut our friendship.
better make a study of her own man
Rather Hard on Father.
Among the Waiwal tribe of tha
Amazon basin, as among several oth
ers, the curious custom of the couvade
prevails; that Is, when a child is born,
the father takes to Lis hammock and
remains there for a month. During
this time he retrains from all strong
food and the women wait upon bim
as an Invalid. Meantime the mother
of the child goes about her work.
Nature Lite In the Amazon Wilder
ness, in Travel
Apples for All.
"Harry," said tho teacher to a pup,,
in the Juvenile class, "how would you
divide six apples among seven boys I
so that each would get an equal
"I'd make them Into apple sauce,"
replied the bright youncster.
Derivation of "Canon."
The word "canon" Is Greek tor
rule," and is Itself derived from
canna," a ned, which was selocted
by carpenters on account oi its
stralfthtness. Hence from a measur
ing rule, It became a figurative ruie
for measuring and .regulating cnurcn
"Yes," said J. Fuller Obom. the de
servedly unpopular pesslmlBt, "the
Hon. Dodd Gastum was a line fellow
and an able statesman that Is, If you
are absolutely certain he dead."
Imitation Good and Bad.
The instinct to Imitate is, like most
other InBtlncts, highly serviceable.
But it has to be kept under control.
Before we yield to It we ought to be
sure that what we Imitate Is good.
One of the most pitiful things In the
world is to see people Imitating what
Is unworthy under the Impression that
such Imitation seems creditable,
Kangaroos, ot which tbere are 64
species, ran sometimes leap as much
as 20 feet The male kangaroo stands
from six to seveu feet bUh.