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i CiK Story of an
jjifrican farm
Lwi'inued from t'irtt J'age
Bonaparte, standing by lilta anil point
ing with tbs rod of bin whip to the
tnsdloy of wheels and hinges.
Tba boy tnutterexl something Inaudi
ble and half aprad hla band over the
thing.
"Hut thla aeeme to be a very Ingm
lons llttlo machine," aald Bonaparte.
Beatl:iK I iiiiKi-tr on the ant heap and
benditiK down over It wltb devp Inter
est. "What la It for. my lad?"
"HbeartDg sheep."
"It la a very nice little rnacblue,"
aald Bonaparte. "How does It work,
now? I bave never aeen anything po
Ingenious!"
There waa never a parent who beard
duceptlon In the voice that praised hla
child, hla firstborn. Here waa one who
liked the thing that had been created
In blui. He forgot everything. He
showed hour the aheara would work
with a little guidance, bow the sheep
would lie held and the wool fall Into
the trough. A flush burat over hla face
aa he spoke.
"I tell you what, my lad," aald Bona
parte emphatically when the explana
tion waa finished, "we must get yon a
patent. Your fortune la made. In
three years' time there'll not tie a farm
In this coloiiy where It Isn't working.
You'ro a genius: that's what you are!"
said Bonaparte, rising.
If It were made larger," said the
boy, raising hla eyes, "It would work
more smoothly, lio you think there
would be any one In this colony would
be able to moke It?"
"I'm sure they could," said Bona
parte, "and, If uot, why I'll do my boHt
for you. I'll send It to fciik'laiid. It
must be done somehow. How long
bave you worked at It?"
"Nine mouths," si Id the boy.
"Ob, It la such a nice little machine,"
aald Bonnpnrte, "one cau't help feeling
an Interest In IL There la only one lit
tle Improvement, one very little Im
provement, I should like to make."
Bonaparte put his foot ou the ma
chine and crushed It In the mind. The
boy looked up into his face.
"Looks better now," said Bouuparte,
"doesn't It? If we can't have It made
In England, we'll send It to America.
Uoodby; to, ta " he added. "You're a
great genius, a horn genius, my dear
boy. There's no doubt alwiut It"
He mounted the gray mare and rode
off. The dog watched his retreat with
cynical satisfaction, but his master lay
on the ground with his head on his
arms In the saud, and the little wheels
and chips of wood lay on the grouud
around him. The dog Jiiiiimi1 ou his
back and snapped at the black curls
till, finding that no notice was taken,
hv walked oT to piny with a black
beetle. The beetle was bard at work
trying to roll home a greit bnll of
dung It had been collecting all the
morning, but I Kins broke the ball and
eat the beetle's bind legs and then bit
off Its head. And It was all play, and
no one could tell what It had lived and
worked for a striving and a striving
and an ending In nothing.
CnAPTEU XI.
UK SNAPS.
"I bave found something In the loft,"
said Em to Waldo, who was listlessly
piling cakes of fuel ou the kraal wall
week after. "It Is a box of books
that belonged to my father. We
thought that Tuut' Hannle had burned
them."
The boy put down the cako be was
raising and looked at bcr.
"I don't think they are very nice, not
stories," she added, "but you can go
and take any you like."
Ro saying, ah took up the plate In
which she bad brought his breakfast
and walked off to the house.
After that the boy worked quickly.
The pile of fuel Bouaparte had ordered
hi in to pack waa on the, wall In half
an hour. He then went to throw salt
on tho skins In Id out to dry. Finding
the pot empty, he went to the loft to
refill It.
Bonaparte Blenklns, whose door
opened at the foot of the ladder, saw
the boy go up and stood In the door
way waiting for bis return. He wnut
od his boot blacked. lVisn, finding he
could not follow his master up the
round bars, sat pntlently at the foot of
Jho ladder. Presently he looked up
longingly, but no one acarcd. Theu
Bouaparte looked up also and began to
call, but there us no answer. What
could the loy le doing? The loft was
an unknown land to Bonaparte. He
had often wondered what was up
there. He liked to know whst was In
all locked up places and out of the
way corners, but be was afraid to
climb the ladder. So Bonaparte look
ed up and. In the name of all that waa
tantallrlng, questioned what the boy
did up there. The loft was used only
as a lumber room. What could the
fellow find up there to keep him so
loug?
Could the Boer woman have beheld
Waldo at that Instant any lingering
doubt which might have remained lu
ber mind as to the Ivoy'a Insanity
would Instantly have vanished, for.
having tilled the salt pot. he proceeded
to look f.ir the box of books among
the rubbish that filled the loft t'nilcr
pile of sacks he found It -a rough
packing case, nailed up, but with one
loose plsiik. lie lifted that and saw
the eveu backs of a row of books. He
knelt down before the box and ran his
hand along Its rough edges, aa If to
assure himself of Its existence. He
stuck his hand lu among the books and
pulled out two. He felt them, thrust
hla Ougor In among the leaves and
crumpled them a little, as a lover feels
the hnlr of his mistress. The fellow
gloated over hla treasure. He had had
doscn books In the course of his life.
Now here was a nilue of them opened
t his feet After awhile he began to
read the titles aud now and again
opeued a book and read a sentence;
but he wss ton excited to catch the
meaulngs distinctly. At last he came
to a dull brown volume. He read the
name, opened It In the center aud
where he opened began to read. 'Twas
chapter on property that he fell upon,
"Couiuiuulsm, Fourlerlsm, 8t Slniou
Ism," In a work on political economy,
lie read down one page and turned
over to the next; he read down that
without changlug his posture by an
Inch; he read the next and the next,
kneeling up all the while with the book
In his hand and his Up parted.
All be read he did not fully under
tiuid. The thoughts were new to him.
But this was the fellow' startled joy
lu the book -the thoughts were hla;
they belonged tj him. He had never
thought them before, but they were
his.
He laughed silently and Internally,
with the still Intensity of triumphant
joy.
So. then, all thinking creatures did j
tot eeuJ uo the ou cry; "As thou,
dear Lord, hast created things in the
beginning, so are they now, so ought
they to be. so will they be, world with
out end, and It doesn't concern as what
tbey are. A men." There wera men
to whom not only "kopjes" and stones
were calling out Imperatively. "What
are we, and bow came we here? Un
derstand ua and know us," but to whom
even the old. old relatlona between
man and man and the customs of the
ages called and could not be made still
and forgotten.
The boy's heavy body quivered with
excitement 80 be waa not alone, not
alone, n could not quite bave 4old
any one wby be waa so glad and thla
warmth had com to him. Ilia cheeks
were burning. No wonder that Bona
parte called In vain and Doss put bis
pawa on the ladder and whined till
three-quarters of an hour bad passed
At last tbe boy put the book In his
breast and buttoned It tightly to him.
He took up the aalt pot and went to
tbe top of the ladder. Bonaparte, with
his banda folded under bla coattaila.
looked up when be appeared and ac
costed him.
"You've been rather long time up
there, my lad," be said aa the boy de
scended with a tremulous baste, most
unlike his ordinary slow movements.
"You didn't bear me calling, I sup
pose?" Bonaparte whisked the tails of bla
coat up and down aa he. looked at him.
He (Bonaparte Blenklns) had eyes
which were very farseelng. He looked
at the pot It waa rather a small pot
to have taken three-quarters of an
hour In the filling. He looked at the
face. It waa flushed. And yet Taut'
Hannle kept no wine. lie had not
been drinking. His eyes were wide
open and bright He bad not been
sleeping. There was no girl up there.
He had not been making love. Bo
naparte looked at him sagaciously.
What would account for the marvelous
changu In the boy coming down the
ladder from the boy going up the bid
der? Oue thing there was. !ld not
Tant' Saunle keep In the loft "hub
tongs" and nice smoked sausages?
There must lie something nice to eat
up there. Aha! That waa It!
Bonaparte was so Interested In car
rying out this chain of Inductive rea
soning that be quite forgot to bave bis
boots Mucked.
Ho watched the boy shulllo off with
the salt pot under bis a-ui. Thun be
stood In hla doorway aud raised bla
eyes to the quiet blue sky aud audibly
propounded this riddle to himself:
"What la the connection between the
naked buck of a certain boy with a
greatcoat ou anil a salt pot under bis
arm aud tho tip of a horsewhip? An
swer: No connection at preseut, but
there will be soon."
Bouaparte was so pleased wltb this
sally of his wit that be chuckled a lit
tle aud went to He down on his bed.
There was bread baklug that after
noon, aud there was a fire lighted In
the brick oven tiehlnd the house, anil
Taut' Saunle had left the greut wood
en elbowed chair In which she passed
her life and waddled out to look at It
Not far off was Waldo, who, having
thrown a pail of food into the pigsty,
now leaned over the soil wall looking
at the pigs. Half of the sty was dry,
but the lower half was a pool of mud,
on the edge of which the mother sow
lay with closed eyes, her ten little ones
sucking. The father pig, knee deep In
the mud, stood running his snout iuto
a rotten pumpkin and wriggling bis
curled tall.
Waldo wondered dreamily as be
stared why they were pleasant to look
at. Taken singly, they were not beau
tiful; taken together, they were. Was
It not becauso there was a certain har
mony about them? The old sow -xaa
suited to the little pigs aud the little
p!rs to their mother, the old boar to
the rotten pumpkin and all to tho mud.
They suggested the thought of nothing
that should be added, of nothing (bat
should be taken away. And, be won
dered on vaguely, was not that tho
secret of all beauty, that you who look
on So he stood dreaming and leaued
farther and farther over the sod wall
and looked at tbe pigs.
All this time Bonaparte Blenklns was
sloping down from tbe bouse In an
aimless sort of way, but he kept one
eye fixed on the pigsty, and each gyra
tion brought him nearer to It. Waldo
stood like a thing asleep when Bona
parte came close up to blm.
In old days, when a small boy play
ing In an Irish street gutter, he (Bona
parte) had been familiarly known
among his comrades under the title of
Tripping Ben, this from the rare ease
and dexterity with which, by merely
projecting his foot he could precipitate
any unfortunate companion ou to the
crown of bis bead. Years had elapsed,
and Tripping Ben bad become Bona
parte, but tbe old gift was In blm still.
Ho came close to the pigsty. All the
defunct memories of his boyhood re
turned 00 him In a flood as wltb an
adroit movement he Inserted bis leg
between Waldo and the wall aud aent
blm over the pigsty.
The little pigs were startled at the
strange Intruder aud ran behind their
mother, who sniffed at blm. Taut'
Sannle smote her bands together and
laughed, but Bonaparte was fur from
Joining ber. I-ot In reverie, be gased
at tbe distant boiixon.
Tbe sudden reversal of head and feet
had thrown out the volume that Waldo
carried In hla breast Buuupurte pick
ed It up and Iwgau to Inspect It as the
boy climbed slowly over the wall. He
would have walked off sullenly, but be
wanted his book and waited till It
should lie given li I in.
"Ha!" said Bonaparte, raising his
eyes from the leaves of the hook which
he was examining. "I hope your coat
has not been Injured. It Is of an ele
gant cut. An heirloom, I presume,
from your paternal grandfather? It
looks nice now."
"O I.ord, O I.ord," cried Tant' San
nle, laughing and holding her sides,
"bow the child looks aa though he
thought the mud would never wash
off! O Lord. I shall die! You, Bona
parte, are the funniest man I ever
saw."
Bonaparte Blenklns was now careful
ly lnsMt'tlng the volume he hud picked
up. Among the subjects on which the
darkness of his understanding had
boeu enlightened during his youth o
litlcal ecouoiry had not been one. He
was not therefore, very clear aa to
what tbe nature of the book might be,
and, aa the name of the writer, J. 8.
Mill, might for anything he knew to
the contrary, have belonged to a ven
erable member of the British and For
eign Bible society. It by Do means
threw light upon the question. He was
not In any way sure that political econ
omy had nothing to do with the cheap
est way of procuring clothing for the
army and navy, which would be cer
tainly both a political aud an economi
cal subject
But Bonaparte soon came to a con
clusion as to the nature of tbe book
and Its contents by the application of
a simple rule now largely acted upon,
but which, twcoaiing universal, would
save much thought and valuable time.
It la of marvelous simplicity, of In
finite utility, of universal applicability.
It may easily lie committed to memory
and runs thus: .
Whenever ton torn Into contact
with any book, person or opinion of
which yon absolutely comprehend
nothing, declare that book, person or
opinion to bo Immoral. Bespatter It
vituperate against It strongly Insist
that any man or woman harboring It
la a fool or a knave, or both, tare
fully abstain from studying It lK all
that In you Ilea to annihilate that book,
person or opinion.
Acting 00 thla rule, so wide In tta
comprehensiveness, so beautifully sim
ple In Its working. Bouaparte ap
proached Tant Sannle wltb the book
In bla band. Waldo came a step nearer,
eying It like a dog whose youug has
fallen Into evil banda.
"This book," aald Bonaparte. "Is not
fit and proper atudy for a young and
Immature mind."
Tant Sannle did not understand
word and aald:
"Whatr
"Thla book," aald Bonaparte, bring
ing down bla finger with energy on
the cover, "this book la sleg, aleg.
davel, da veil"
Tant' Sannle perceived from the
gravity of bla countenance that It waa
no laughing matter, rrom the words
sleg and davel she understood that the
book waa evil aud bad some connec
tion wltb the prtuce who pulls tbe
wires of evil over tbe whole earth.
"Where did you get this book?" she
asked, turning her twlukllug little eyes
on Waldo. "I wish that my legs may
be as thin aa an EngiUhman'a If It
Isn't oue of your father's. He had
more sins than all tbe Katllrs In Kaf
nrland, for all that he pretend! to be
so good all those years and to live with
out a wife liecause he was thinking of
the oue that was dead! As though ten
deud wives could make up for oue fat
one with arms and legs!" cried Taut"
Sanule, suorting.
"It was uot my futher'B book," said
the boy savagely. "I got It from your
loft."
"My loft! My book! How dare you?"
cried Taut' Sannle.
"It was Em's father's. She gave It
me." he muttered, more sullenly.
"(live It here. What Is the name of
It? What Is It about?" she asked, put
ting ber finger upou the title.
Bouaparte understood.
"Political economy," he said slowly.
"Ik-ar Lord!" said Tant" Sannle.
"Cannot oue hear from the very sound
what an ungodly book It Is? One can
hardly suy the name. Haven't we got
curses enough on this farm?" cried
Tant' Saunle eloquently "my l-st Im
ported Merino ram dying of nobody
knows what, and the Shorthorn cow
casting her two calves, and the sheep
eaten up with the scab and the
drought? And Is this a time to bring
ungodly things about the place, to call
down the vengeance of Almighty (Sod
to punish us more? Didn't the uiluls
ter tell me when I was coullrnied not
to read any book except my Bible and
hymulHMik; that tbe devil waa In all
tho rest? And I never have read any
other book," said Taut' Sannle, with
vigorous energy, "mil I never will!"
Waldo saw that the fate of bis book
waa sealed and turned sullenly on his
hiHl.
"80 you will not slay to hear whit 1
say I" cried Tant' Sannle. "There, take
your polity-golllty-gomliiy, your devil's
book!" she cried, flinging the book at
hla head wltb much energy.
It merely touched his forehead on
one side and fell to the grouud.
"Go on!" she cried. "I know you are
going to talk to yourself. People who
talk to themselves nlways talk to the
devil. Go and tell him all about It Co,
go! Kuu!" cried Tant' Saunle.
But the boy neither quickened nor
slackened bis pace and passed sullenly
round tbe back of the wagon house.
Books have been thrown at other
heads before aud since that summer
afternoon hy hnnds more white and
delicate than thoso of the Boer wom
an; but whether the result of the proc
ess has been In any case wholly satis
factory may be questioned. We love
that wltb a peculiar tenderness, we
treasure It wltb a peculiar care. It haa
for us quite a fictitious value, for
which we have suffered. If we may
not carry It anywhere else, we will car
ry It In our hearta and always to the
end.
Bouaparte Blenklns went to pick up
the volume, now loosened from Its cov
er, while Tant' Sannle pushed the
stumpa bf wood farther Into the oven.
Bonaparte came close to bcr, tapped
the book knowingly, nodded and looked
at the fire. Tant' Sannle comprehend
ed and, taking the volume from his
hand, threw It Into the back of the
oven. It lay upon the heap of coals,
smoked, flared and blazed, and the po
litical economy waa no more gono out
of existence, like many another ;oor
heretlc of flesh and blood.
Bouaparte grinned and to watch tbe
process brought hla face so near the
oven door that the white hair on his
eyebrows got singed. He then Inquired
If there were any more In the loft
Learning that there were, he made
signs Indicative of taking up armfuls
and flinging them Into the fire. But
Taut' Snnuie waa dubious. Tbe de
ceased Englishman had left all his per
sonal effects specially to bis child. It
was all very well for Bonaparte to talk
of burning the books. He bad bad his
hair spiritually pulled, and she had uo
wish to repeat his experience.
She shook her head. Bonaparte was
displeased. But then a happy thought
occurred to blm. He suggested that
tbe key of the loft should henceforth
be put Into his own safe care and keep
ing, no one gaining possvHalou of It
without his permission. To this Taut'
Sannle readily assented, aud the two
walked lovingly to the bouse to look
for It
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f "The rhiioHiii.hy of Morriaxe," 1
A free. (A valualJe boi.k for men.) A
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4 OrcatSIiiscnm (it'Anatomy
the tinest and laieit M iniimiif ill kind in the
5 world. Come and learn how wonderfully yotl
are made; h'iw to avoid lit kne. and disea-e.
m We are continnaMy addinff new .necimena.
CATAI.IXIIK fliRK. tall or write,
r inBI Market Slrwt. San Frsneitra. Ca'.
Quick
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