NEVER GIVE UP.
As yon journey tlirnntrh lift
(And the road ln't wlile)
TIimw in muoli to upel yoi,
And turti yon aftula.
Bnt yon don't want to w
Gain eotiratt tniad,
Kep vrarkluRanri fljrlitioc
And ItooculiMi ahead.
Any oaUtiig or trails
That you oner enUtr In. ,
Then yon want to hang on
Like original alo.
If you'd like to climb up
Whore t lie ttold appliw grow,
OMoh a-bold of the ladder
And oever let go.
Thonprh thwarted and bothered
And troublud and vexitrt.
Lot sit keep op our course
And stick teuuruxL
Lot ltd cling in our hope
And hang onto our plan
Like, staring, grim death
To a dead oulored man.
-J. B. Smiley.
DOCKRELL'S DEPARTURE
Wbatmriir 1m Dockar.ll Intended to do
It was flrident that he did not mean to ro
Mrs. Rasblry begun to be alarmed. She
bad anted lilm down, to be aura, without
Pacifying the exact day be was to leave;
but now tbe last KUt had maile the last
pretty speech, and tbe dogcart containing
allnncniiK sportsman and hit beloogiotn
waa disappaarlui; down the drive, and yet,
by a blazing fire in the oozy study, aba
knew that at thnt moment Willougbby
Dockrell waa unfolding tbe morning pa
peri and lighting a cigar, with that com
placent entile which Irritated berao much
when abe waa nut in the mood for it. And
ahe waa by no means in tbe mood for it to
day. It waa not only that a fresn set of
people were to arrive tomorrow, moat of
whom would by no meana abare ber en
thusiasm for the poet who waa now
Btratcbed at bia eaae In her favorite arm
on air, but that the party invited tor tbe
Beit few days waa to Include a faithful
and aomewbal atolid admirer, Major Cham
pion. Now, Mra. Rashleigh waa not one of the
order of women who are unhappy If they
have not a wound lorrr to play off on the
flrst. Cuder aucb circunistalicua, aba
opined, both were apt to be fretful and un
amusing. Mrs. Kasuleigli, to beaure, bad
been a widow for exactly live fears, ao that
It may he inferred that alie knew some
thing of the other sex. Young, cbeerful
and well off, without being pretty, ahe waa
dlatinotly attractive, and, bal ing tbe so
ial Instinct, her place in Blsuksbira waa
nearly always full. In London aha waa
Inclined to affect tbe "emart intellectual
aet." and abe liked to lie credited with
Ideas and opinions. Ideas and opinions
were, perhaps, rather scarce iu the circlaa
In wbich Mrs. Haahleigb usually moved.
It waa probably this which bad made ber
seek the auciety of Dockrell, for tbe man,
at any rate, imj bruins. But there were
questions which abe could not help asking
herself In her present unsteady frame of
mind.
Apart from a volume of poenia which
bad made a certain stir, who and what wna
hef Nobody aeemed quite to knw. Pat
of all In tbe rather fashionable aet into
which be had effected an entrance. He
bad a clean cut face, plausible mannera
and a pretti talent for giving the talk a
Beat and epigrammatic turn; while It waa
ertain that he had lived In Paris, in Home
and In New York, and that he knew every
body a little and nobody well. If men, too,
instinctively disliked him, ft waa notorioua
that for most women be had an irresistible
attraction, ao that one was apt to meet
Willougbby Dockrell more frequently in
Inner drawing rooms than in the more
breezy meotal atmosphere of tbe clubs.
Bat though Mrs. Kashleigh waa fond of
having long discussions with her literary
admirer, it by no meana followed that abe
Intended to continue those discussious for
life, and during the laat day or two Dock
rell bad assumed an all couquering air
which was distasteful to her. It la always
awkward for a hostess to have to tell a
guest to go, and Mrs. Kashleigh rucked her
brains for an expedient as the ball door
elated to on the last member of the party
and abe thoughtfully crossed tbe ball.
"Well, 1 shall have t tell Jack all about
It when be cornea tomorrow," she said to
herself at laat, with that little sigh of re
lief wbich a woman gives when she has
determined to transfer her troubles to
shoulders broader than her own.
And meanwhile Willougbby Dockrell,
having finished a aeuoud cigar, was medi
tating on bis plan of campaign. For nearly
thirty hours be would have biscbarmiug
bostess to himself, for the young sister
who waa there to piny propriety hardly
counted, aud be would surely be able to
get her to drive or to ride aloue with him
that very afternoon. Thirty hours, lie told
himself, alone iu a country bouse with a
womau who obviously likes you is worth
thirty mouths of afternoon calls and din
ner coo vernations Iu lioudon.
He glanced around the room. How de
lightful It all waa ao cor.y, so old fasb.
loued, with the air of having beeu always
Just like that. The leather bindings of the
books were worn and mellowed; tho gilt of
the picture frames was a little dim with
age. A Kcmuey and a Uninsborougb
portraits of departed Kjishleighs ga.l
down on him from either side of the fire
place. A gruuduuele with dilettante tastes.
Who had made the "grand tour," had
brought back that Cnnova from Rome.
Generations of geutlefolks bad lived and
read and chatted in that room. At bia
age, and with his tastes, it waa all just
what appealed to biln most the sense of
security, of rest, of long unchanging yeara.
Willougbby Dockrell had been of late a
frequent gueat in English country houses,
but no home that he had entered had ap
pealed to him quite ao intimately as this.
A man of forty-five, who has lived In most
of the capltala of civilization, generally
turns at last to some such haven. At for
ty-Dve the boulevards of Purls, the clubs
f London aud the balls of Kew York may
begin to pall.
At that uncertain age, when he Is neither
Bid nor young, he hud begun to think that
a mail wanted a home, a position and a
wife. Mow, all these things, be thought,
Were well within his reach. There were no
ulidnn; tha Diana was hers for bar life
time, after which It would go to a distant
cousin. As to that unpleasant affair In
America wall. It all happened fifteen
years ago, aud New York is a long way
from London, even If Iomlon ia tolerably
near New York. Only one m.m In JSngland
knew auything alut tbe nryof those
bonds, and thnt man he was n ; tain not to
meet in a small country uon-f And then
Mra. Kashleigh bad said tn.:lilng in her
note of invitation aa to the K ngthof his
slay; indeed, it had been a word or two
only. Dockrell took the note out of his
pocket and read it with a curiously satis
ud smile.
"Can't you come andaee me in the coun
try V it ran. and the fact of there being no
beginning was an important one in tbe
eyes of such a student of femininity as
Willougbby Dorkrell. "I shall have some
Bice people staying with me at tbe begin
ning of the month. Could you come on the
8dF We shall be aide to discuss Boarget
and totsof things! Kver sincerely yours,
Letty Kashleigh."
Well, he had come on the 8d, and here
be meant to stay to stay until be had
Biade himself muster of tbe situation.
But the day dragged on, aud be had
never found himself aloue with hia hostess.
Tbe young ister-a girl of sixteen, with
red bauds and a stolid stare was present
(t Innch, went out with them in the wag
enetb and faced him at the dinner table,
and not long after dinner Mrs. Kashleigh
retired to bed. Tbe next day it was not
much better, but early in tho afternoon
be did find her alone. Willougbby Dock
rell waa too much of a diplomatist to show
his baud before be aaw what bis adversary
waa likely to piny, but still the time waa
abort, his opportunities few, wbile tbe ad
vent of fresh batch of visitors might
spoil tbe game completely. At tbe end of
quarter of an hour's talk Mrs. Kashleigh
began to feel uucomfortable, aud more
than ever was she- resolved to tell Major
Champion the whole story directly be ar
rived. She got away and shut herself up
in her room until tbe first batch of new
guests were announced.
'What iu beurento name is that fellow
doing down heref" was Champion's first
question, when be found himself at iast
alone with bia hostess before dressing. She
was silent for a moment, but she did not
pretend not to know what he meant.
"W'ell, you see, be goes everywhere; he's
very clever aud a sort of celebrity in his
way, and 1 wish 1 badu't aaked him!"
"So do 1," said Champion, fervently.
"But it's not only bis coming that's the
matter," aaid Letty. iucobereutly; "but
I'm sure be meaus to stay He will never,
never go."
"Ob, yes be wIlL He'll go to-morrow
morning."
"Oh, Jack, I can't baveMt. 1 won't have
a row in this bouse. Why the newspapers
will get bold of It, slid 1 shall oever for
give you if you do anything horrid."
"I'm not going to do anything horrid. I
hall just meutiou iu the smokingroom to
night that Jobson, the editor of The Even
ing Telephone, is coming down here tomor
row for a day or two."
"But, my dear .lack, Jobson isn't com
ing! 1 don't even know him. How on
earth will that help us?"
"Wait and sea. If tbe thing works, I'll
tell you all about iL You're a ridiculous
little person, you know, aod utterly undt
to take care of yourself. You'd much
better let"
"There's tbe dressing bell, Jack. You're
getting impossible. 1 shall send yon away
tomorrow too."
And when the sameereuing, as tbe ladles
were going to their rooms, Mrs. Kashleigh
aaw Jack Champion wulkingoff with Dock
rell in the direction of tbe smoking room,
she felt a pang of compunction at tbe inno
cent plot she had assented to 111 order to get
rid of ber brilliant guest.
There were lots of letters by the morning
post, which came In wbile they were at
breakfast, but only one for Willoughby
Dockrell. He let it lie. by his plate for
some minutes, and then, asking permission
of his bostess with bis rather over elabo
rate manner, he slowly broke the seal.
"What a bore!" he said presently, when
he bad laid down the note and deliberately
resumed his breakfast. "I shall have to
go to town this moruing by an early train.
Some bothatug business which I can't get
out of.M
Miss Rasbleigh dares not look at Cham
pion, whose triumph odw waa complete.
Both bad seen that Mr. Willougbby Dock
rell'a letter was wallet shaped, adorned
with a ailver monogram, and addressed in
a bold feminine band, Tbe "business,"
then, was a myth. And yet, womanlike,
he felt almost guilty when the dogcart
was at tbe door aud the last goodbys
were being said. Dockrell, who for once
looked red aud mistered, seemed to avoid
peaking to ber aloue. Sua murmured
aometbing about having the pleasure of
seeing him down there on some future oc
casiou. And yet, as they looked straight
at each other with, the dual band shake,
Letty knew that In all probability she
would never see him again,
"What doea it all mean?" said Mra.
Kashleigh sternly, a few minutes later. It
was In the sanctum aud there was no one
there but Jack. It waa a mere trifle, but
it struck ber that MHjor Champion did not
lounge In her favorite chair, but stood ten
tatively ut the fireplace, playing nervously
with some tin bronze cats clashing cym
bals, which she bad brought from Vienna.
"The magic name of Jobson worked the
rulracle," said Champion, smiling. "Job
sou kuows something about your poet
which makes it well, inconvenient for
them to meet. 1 told you he would go.
Although the man has uever been con
victed, there's no moral doubt that he's
Weil, a forger."
"Great heavens!" murmured Letty, as
he thought of the Intimate little not she
bad written liim, of the long confidential
talks in London, of the still more compro
mising Interviews down here. And here
waa Jack, who, whatever bis faults, bad
clearly uever committed a forgery, but
whomshehadalwayssnuubedl Mrs. Rash
lelgb orossed the room to his side.
"How can lever thank your" abe whis
pered, gating at the half moons on his
necktie.
"(Jive me your band."
Letty gave It, wonderingly, aod be held
It firmly in his strong grasp.
"1 am golug to keep it for alwaya," u
Botinced Champion gravely,
"Wlint rubbish you talk, Jack!" whis
pered the owner of the hand. But ahe did
not take it away. London World
Human Beings, Animals and
Birds Arc Their Prey.
A BLOOD (Tit DUNG EXPERIENCE.
Bow a Botanist Narrowly Escaped Death
From a Man Gating Vegetable In the
Sandwich Iilandt A Large Circle of tha
Bleaching Bonei of Victim.
In the latter part of the year 18A7 (says
E. Ellsworth Carry in the Honolulu Adver
tiser) 1 was commissioned by the Belgian
government to find a certian rare, wander
ing plant that was believed to grow on tbe
higher slopes of Mauna Iam, a large ex
tinct volcano situated on the northern part
of Hawaii. I had a station built on one of
the wooded slopes of the mountain, far
away from any other habitation. My only
companion was a native. t
During one of my botanizing excursions
I passed by the mout h of a narrow canyon
Of gorge, and 1 asked Pill, the old native,
II be hud ever explored the same. Pili sud
denly became interested in his pipe and
didn't know anything about the gulch
and did not understand what I Raid. This
was rather strange in Pili, for natives gen
erally know every rock and tree in the sec
tion where they live, and I knew Pili lied
when he said he did not understand me.
So, naturally, I determined to examine
Into the mysteriousravine. Somettraeaft
er this I was walking with Pili down a
gentle slope when I saw a number of
bones. Pili stopped. He walked back a
tew rods and sat down on a stump. Not a.
word would be say. I began examining
the bones and for two hours or more puz
aled my brain over a problem as I had nev
er done before. What I found was this: A
circular area of about 100 yards in diame
ter thickly covered with the bleached re
mains of birds, animals and human beings.
These ghastly relics were scattered among
the shrubs and grass. The larger bones
were near tbe center; in fact, 1 found that
the bones became gradually smaller aa I
approached the periphery of this circular
boneyard. In the center of the circle was a
well-like opening in the ground, from which
emanated a sickening odor. No vegetation
grew within 50 feet of this cavity.
A deep mystery seemed to hang over the
spot. It was growing dark. I beard Pill
calling and hurried to bira. He pointed
In terror to tbe center of the bone covered
area. A shadow was thrown on the scene
PILI MADE SYMBOLS IN THE AIR.
by a rising bank of clouds. But I declare
that I saw rising from the pit a visible
vapor, a column of visible fog or smoke or
gas that was luminous, hpellbouud, I
gazed at the spectral column. Near the
ground it had the appearance of phosphor
escent flame and gradually became fainter
as it ascended. Your imagination will have
to picture the unearthly phenomenon. PiH
pulled at my arm, and in silence we left the
spot, and we did not loiter by the wayside.
As I was look ing for a simple plant .and
cot blood curdling manifestations, I was
inclined to break camp aud leave. But by
morning my nerves were in better order,
and 1 went back to the scene of the evening
adventure, I could find no clew to the
mystery, and the matter gradually went out
of mind as I prosecuted my labors.
But I bad occasion after a time to visit a
spot near where I bad seen the canyon
about which Pili was so apparently igno
rant. Oue evening I told Pili of my inten
tion to return and explore the gorge.
" When r" said Pili.
"In tbe morning," I replied.
Without a word the old native arose
from his mat on the floor and departed.
He was gone all night. He returned by
sunrise, bearing on bis shoulders a bundle.
When we reached tbe canyon, he stopped
and unpacked his load. I saw a stone idol,
curious' in shape. He placed it on the
ground and tbeu took u small pig from his
bundle. Making a fire, be sprinkled some
thing in the .lames, muttered strange
sounds and made symbols in the air with
bis fingers. Tbe animal offering was
placed before tho idol. After he completed
Lis strange rites be said that I might never
come back, but he had done what he could
to preserve my life.
All this mado me feel uncomfortable.
The natives of the Hawaiian Islands are
supposed to be Christianized, but iu time
of danger or trouble many oJten turn to the
discarded gods of their fathers. I knew
Pili believed that great danger awaited any
ont who ascended the ravine. But I went. I
bad gone about a mile when over the tops
of tree ferns I saw a waving mass of sea
green foliage undulating in the wind. The
object looked like a huge bunch of thick
leaved seaweed, and tbe peculiar motion of
the same arrested my attention. I was
over iiOO feet away from tbe curious object
and hurried to obtain a closer view, A
wall of fern covered lava about 10 feet high
stopped my course. Climbing up so that I
just could see over the edge, I saw an ob
ject such as the eyes of civilized man never
before beheld. Imagine a bunch of sea
weed about 13 feet high, the edge of each
piece lined with fine streamers which radi
ated in all directionsaad trembled like fine
wire spirals, the whole object moving like ;
the fringes of a sea anemone. I
I was wearing a ho&vy felt hat with a I
widjj bruu, and I pushed It back from my I
forehead to get a better view. AsTmoveil
my arm the strange object ceased quiver
ing, and every vibrating antenna or stream
er pointed directly at uie. Just then my
foot slipped from a jutting rock on which I
was standing, and I fell, but not before
something cleaved the air with a horrible
hissing noise and struck on my hat crown.
I felt the force of a blow as I fell and knew
no more for a time. I regained conscious
ness after a short time and lay in a partial
stupor. The wall above me was stripped of
I its verdure, and I saw a long sinewy, snako
like object writhing, twisting and curling
on the rocks. It had missed its prey, and a
i low angry hum filled tho air. I had escaped
j a frightful death. I was near the frightful
, demon tree of Hawaii.
Tho Introduction of Potatoes Into Franc.
I There was much difficulty in introducing
the potato into Prance. It was only to
ward tbe end of tbe reign of Louis XIV
that it began to be used. The learned had
opposed its introduction systematically,
saying It produced leprosy, and the com
mon people refusing to test it even on their
live stock.
I A trick at last established it. Fields
j were planted all over France with potatoes
and carefully guarded until the tubers
were ripe, it being given out that these
fields were growing a new thing specially
for tbe king, and that trespassers would
be prosecuted. Now, tbe laws at that
time were severe. A man might be hanged
when be bunted in the wild forest, for the
game was the seigneur's, almost each one
of whom kept his private gallows. Trespass
against the king implied, therefore, terrible
I punishment.
j The danger of the punishment proved
I Itself an alluring bait. As tbe contriver,
wise in human, had foreseen, the fields that
were purposely left unguarded were pil
laged right and left, the potatoes eaten,
some kept and planted and the tuber at
last effectually introduced in France. New
i'ork Evening Sun.
Age a Beaotlfler of Picture!,
"What is it that gives the old English
masters such distinction?" asked a painter
the other day. "Time; with his mellowing
hand, who turns all things brown," was
the reply. This is noticeable in tbe pic
tures by Reynolds, Opie, Crotne, Muller,
Romney, and in some of the sketches by
Constable, wbich the Dowdeswells exhibit.
As an old academician once said, "They
have got porty by time," and of course im
proved. But few of the old men struggled
after light as some of the younger men of
today do. They composed in values a
streak of light, then a streak of shade.
They rarely, except Constable, felt that
light permeates everywhere; it underlies, It
illuminates, even the deepest shadows.
That is why Rembrandt's work is always
alive. He recognized the fact. Some of
our impressionists are attempting today to
present it from another point of view.
Pall Mall Gazette,
A Narrow Escape For On Man.
Tbe importance of examining closely the
hair found on weapons was shown in a case
in which a hatchet, having clotted blood
and hair adherent to it, was produced as
evidence against a prisoner suspected of
murder in a little country town. It was
found under his bed. This, with other cir
cumstantial evidence, had turned public
opinion strongly against the prisoner, but
when Che hair wiw examined by a micro
acopist who chanced to be in the court
room it was found not to be human, but
that of some animal. This circumstance
led to a more complete sifting of the evi
dence, and the accused was acquitted. It
turned out that be bad killed a dog with
the hatchet and bad carelessly thrown the
weapon under the bed. So his life literally
bung on a hair. Toronto Mail.
The Relation or Man and Monkey.
We may illustrate the relations of man,
tbe anthropoids and the monkeys by com
paring the order of primates to a tree. The
lemuriaus are the roots, giving rise to one
or several stocks. One of these is the stock
of tbe monkeys, one of the limbs of which
sends up a higher branch that of the an
thropoids. Another branch, of which the
point of its origin or contact with the pre
ceding branch escapes our search, gives the
actual human branch, which rises parallel
to the anthropoid bran eh, has no relation
to it and passes beyond it. I'aul Topinard
In Popular Science Monthly. ;
Gave HImitelf Away.
After preaching on the occasion of the
the reopening of a restored church the
bishop thanked the church warden, an old
farmer, for his share in the good work.
"And i must tbauk your lordship for your
sermon," was the reply, "but I could not
help thinking, as you talked about sin,
that your lordship must have been a little
wildisb yourself when you were a young
man." Exchange.
The Jew's Lack of Beauty.
The keenest race In the world, and prob
ably the most susceptible of culture the
Jew presents no type of beauty, being usu
ally at once huok nosed and flabby cheeked,
though In physique, as fn thought, that
race occasionally throws out transcendent
examples. Million.
A man or woman inherits his or her face,
ind mental habitude, though it may great
ly affect its meaning, can no more alter its
chape than assiduous training can turn a
fox terrier into a wiry kind from Airedale.
Investigation made by means of the py
rometer is said to show that the tempera
tures which occur in melting steel and in
other industrial operations have been over
estimated. George IV was fond of low practical
Jokes, and on one occasion came near being
thrashed by a companion whom be pushed
Into tbe water.
When a mother tells ber boy be is getting
to be just like his father, he knows very
well it is not intended as a compliment.
One of tbi ways of testing stones and
minerals is to observe the color of tho streak
as compared with the natural surface.
A Port. Iotf .,. .L. . A
lean women keep boarding houses in that
city.
El IN Ki
How a Seafaring Man Seized
the Horn of a Dilemma.
FIGHT WITH A CAPE BUFFALO
Thrilling Account of an Episode Which
Kearly Reiulted Fatally-A Sheath Knife
Created a Diversion Which Saved the
Sal lor 't Life A Timely Shot.
Humphrey A. Banks, who was first mate
of the American three masted schooner
Laura Shoop, had a remarkable adventure
with a cape buffalo in September, 1889.
The Shoop had put intoWalflsh bay, on
the west coast of Africa, in about 23 degs.
80 min. south latitude, to repair damages
sustained in a hurricane.
Banks, the captain, and an English pas
senger named Bostwick had gone ashore,
and after trading a bottle of whisky with
a native for a goat started out into the
woods in the hope of killing some game.
They soon saw three antelopes, two of
which they killed, Banks being the only
one who missed. In the hope of redeeming
himself he strayed forashort distance away
from his companions. It was then that the '
remarkable adventure occurred which
Banks thus relates in tbe Philadelphia
Press: ' ,
- "There was no sign of bird or beast, any
where, and, pretty well disgusted, I turned
to go back. In that instant I heard a fierce
wtort, the rush of a huge body, and the
next moment I felt myself flying through
the air, my gun knocked from my hand
and everything hovering in chaos around
me.
"As I raised myself there came rushing
Upon me again that big dark body, but this
time it was no indistinct image; it was the
bnge form, the curling horns, the glaring
eyes and thrashing tail of a cape bunulo, a
solitaire, an old bull driven from the herd
and rendered desperate by isolation. o
idea swept on me like a flash. It could not
be a cape buffalo because this point was at
least tKK) miles from the cape, and how
could the dreaded buffalo have strayed
away thus farf
"I had no time to dwell on tho rapidity
of thought. What I had then to do was to
escape that snorting monster. Without giv
ing me a respite the enraged brute was
npon-me once more, but I managed to leap
aside just as the awful front, with its
gleaming eyes, like gems in velvet, swept
past me in impotent rage.
PLUNGED TITO KNIFE IN HIS EYE.
. "It was at this juncture that I made the
mistake which came nearly costing me my
life. I endeavored to recover my shotgun.
It had been knocked from my hand at tbe
first onslaught of the buffalo,
"Dazed by tbe attack, I bad miscalcu
lated the distance of my weapon. I reached
it, but at that Instant the buffalo was on
me again, and, dropping tbe gun, I had
only time to seize one of its long, curved
horns to savo myself from being gored. In
the ensuing two minutes I lived an age. Tt
release my hold on the horn of tho mad
dened animal was to precipitate myself to
death. To bang on meant that sooner or
later I would be trampled to death, '
"My weight fortunately kept the buff- '
lo's muzzle close to the ground. I began to
scream and cry aloud for help, tt Beemed
almost useless, for the distance was so
great that I did not even then believe that
Warner and Bostwick could reach me iu
time. ' But I mode tbe forest ring with my
shouts; they even astonished the buffalo,
for be halted with lowered head, blazing
eyes and frothing muzzle, and for at least
a moment remained motionless Bave for a
slight vacillating movement of tho head
and with fore feet planted wide apart. .
"The plunging and snorting of the buffa
lo began the instant I ceased shouting from
exhaustion. Ho swung bts head and tried
to plunge his horns into my body.
"Round and round, up and down tho nnr
row grass grown space between the trees,
tbe demoulike brute raced, dragging one
after him and seeking at every opportunity
to pin one to the earth with his long lance-
like horns.
"At tbe end of five minutes an inspira
tion came over me. I had borrowed a sheath
knife from one of tho meu on the Hhb.jp. It
was hanging at my right side. Mustering
every bit of renuiiuing strength, I released
the hold of my right band on the buffalo's
horn and reached for the sheath knife. I
got it loose, and then I plunged the knife
almost up to the hilt in the right eye of the
beast. The next instant I was lying prone
on the grass. The brute was charging to
aud fro and tossing Us head in an agony of
pain, while a thin stream of blood ran down
and dripped from its muzzle. In one of his
turns the buffalo caught sight of me with
his remaining eye. The knife, like my gun,
lay ten feet away from me, aud I was ab
solutely helpless. I saw the great head
lowering for the attack that would end mv
existence when I heard a voice sayi
'Keep cool ana snut your eyes,'
"I did as I was bidden. In a dream v sort
of way I closed my eyes. There was tha
roar ol a gr.n, the sound or voices in mv
ears, and then I dropped off to sleep.
" i ne rest oi cue story is soon told, Bost
wick had heard my cries and arrived just
in time to put an end to the cape buffalo
before bis final charge on me. I will cai rr
the scars of that encounter on my right leg
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