A RACE
THE
MASTKK has the rlirht to be
r proud of bis ship, and uilne Is a
'flipper a "wind Jammer; but
I've left many a first-class tramp astern
of me, yes, and liners, too. I ba,vent
broken any records; I cau't claim to
have sailed 43314 statute miles in a day,
as did, the Flying Cloud, or even 419
tulles, the record of the Sovereign of the
Bean. accord like those were made
wheu ship tarried a big crew, regard
less of expense, and spread out their
stu'nVls and uioon-serapers until the
hull was no more compared with their
canvas than the basket Is to a balloon.
But my bark Daisy does all that can be
expected with her crew of twenty-one
men, nud my owners gave me a gold
watch and chain when I beat the giant
France on a clear run across the West
ern ocean.
I was loading timber In Burrard In
let, Just up the harbor from Vancouver,
the western terminus of the Canadian
Pacific Kallway. I was feeling pretty
good, because, since my last visit, my
Investment of $."00 in town lots had
turned Itself Into a good $1,500 with the
growth of the city. And as to the
IlISCoVKIUNO TIIS TKKACIIKKY OF BA
MIKEZ. l)aisy, well, I wasn't going to let that
awink Jones crow over me. lie com
manded the Breeze, a four-masted bark,
bigger than the Daisy, but with noth
ing of her sailing qualities, lie had
got some new fancy patent tops'ls, and
was trying to make the merchants be
lieve that he'd be unloading In I-omlon
Kiver before I was round the Horn. He
was a good talker, was Jones, and made
himself out a proper hero, especially
among the women, who, bless their
souls! don't know a man when they see
oue unless he has got a torpedo beard
and apes the naval olllcer. Anyway,
Jones' bragging made me so sick that I
challenged hliu to start the same day
we were both finishing our loads and
race me home for $2,r)0 a side. He
wanted to back out, but the challenge
was made at the shipping office before a
crowd of masters and merchants, and
Jones had talked to such an extent that
his friends forced him to stand up to
me like a man. I've heard since that
he was In desperate hard straits, so
much so that the loss of that bet would
mean sheer ruin to him; but he had
talked too much, and the Vancouver
people would have chaffed the life out
of him If he tried no sing small before
me.- We planked down the Btakes, the
first man home to cable to the stake
holder, claiming the whole amount.
Then, I guess, Jones felt sick. Bar ac
cidents, the man couldn't possibly beat
me sailing, and I never suspected foul
play; such a thing never entered my
head. I Wfts short of a bo's'n, my man
having run from the ship, and there
was not one of the forb.oast hands who
could fairly claim the Job. They were
good as sailorinen go, the best dozen of
them, but a really first-class bo's'n
could have glvan points to the lot. Now,
Jones had a regular champion, a Por
tugee, who'd learned his trade whaling,
and followed that up under the best
masters in the deep sea trade. So when
he came to see me the day before I
was to sail, I listened to all he had to
say about Captain Jones which wasn't
exactly compliments. I couldn't tell
him to run from his present ship, in
deed, as In duty bound, I advised him
Rolemnly to do no such thing; but I did
drop a hint that I'd pick up valuable
men who'd run from such masters as
Jones, and stowed away In the Daisy.
Sure enough, before I'd been a day out
I found Diego Ramirez aboard of me,
mighty poor in spirit, humble and wlll
'Ing. Naturally, I wasn't going to lose
time handing the man over to Jones, so
I signed him on the books as A. B. He
soon proved the best sallorman in the
ship; such a good man, in fact, that my
own people weren't jealous when I pro
moted him over their heads, and made
him bo's'n. I was proud of Diego Ra
mirez. If I'd only known!
We started fair, Jones aud I, and all
the city turned ouf to see the start. A
17,000-mile race Is, out of the common;
the pa iters were full of it, and at the
time when we cast off the tugs the bet
ting was five to three on Jones. I took
care to be abreast when we passed the
city of Victoria; I took more care while
we ran down the Straits of Fuca that I
should round Cape Flattery ahead of
him. The betting there was five to three
on me. Jones did all he knew, and as
far as speed went there wasn't actually
much to choose between our two ships;
but for seamanship, well, I'd be sorry
for Jones' chance. Of course, we put
him astern the very first day, nor did
we see him again for many a long day
after.
There's no need to descrlbr the voy
age. I had all the winds I tried for,
and. not too much; I rounded the Horn
without a reef In my tops'ls, then reach
ed away to catch the trades for home.
We were bowling along towards the
Line running down our latitudes In
fine style, and on Oct. 3, at noon. I
made it 100 30 7 8. We were tinder
close reefed top gallant sails, windd
about S.E., blowing about a tops'l
breeze,- about as iich as we cared for.
lndee1, the mate wanted to snug home
the top gallant sails. I knew w hat the
Daisy could stand, and when I went
below at 10 o'clock I told the second
not to call me for less than a light gulp.
But I could not sleep, and that's a
queer thlug at sea how one's body stays
awake, expecting danger, while, so far
M mortal mind can tell, there Is noth
Hi wwr
AROUND
HORN - - - -
ing to fear. Everything was what the
doctor ordered up to eight bells. I
heaid the wutch changed; then one bell,
two bells., three bells, four bells. At
last 1 got sick of hearlug the half-hour
strokes, and went up on deck lu socks
and pyjamas to take a look at the u:ght.
All seemed well. The mate was at the
gallery door, sipping his coffee, aud
smull blame to him for getting It good
aud hot. Ills face was turned towards
me, his back to the forecastle, where
somethiug stirred lu the shadow a
man coming up out of the scuttle
Diego Itamlrez. who ought to have
been In his bunk, sneaking quietly up
the ladder to the forecastle head. 1
felt half Inclined to hall hhn, but why
should my bo's'n steal about like a cat,
slink lu the shadows, Instead of going
about like a man? I thought I saw the
gleam of a knife lu his hands. Then 1
ran full pelt along the lee side of the
deck, for If the man meant mischief it
was time 1 knew. 1 took the steps at
three jumps.
Wheu I gained the forecastle head 1
saw nothing at first. Yes, there he waB
over the bows, his head Just showing,
moving from side to side as though he
were at work.
1 bent down over him, and fotmd him
quite unconscious of my presence
slashing with a long kuife, cutting
away the most vital gear In the ship
the gammonings of the bowsprit! 1
flew at his throat, half strangled him,
and dragged him frontalis perch, until
I had him hanging over blue water.
But I was too late, for, with an awful
crash, the gammonings parted, the
bowsprit flew Into the air, rearing
straight on end. A yell from me sent
the mate to the wheel.
"Luff!"I shouted. "Luff!"
But before he could bring her head
to the wind, she' gave oue heavier roll
than usual, aud with oue tremendous
smash all three masts, no longer sup
ported by the stays, broke off like car
rots aud went whirling down over the
side. Then I hauled Mr. Diego Until Irez
Inboard, and battered him senseless.
The Daisy lay a total wreck In mid
ocean, her masts and spars, a tangled
mass of wreckage to leeward, were
charging Into her like a battering ram
with every roll, and, worst of all, the
whole of the standing rigging was of
steel, which no ax could cut for our
release.
At once I had all hands at work to
deal with the disaster. One watch
rigged a sea anchor, with a cask of oil.
bored with an auger, which we put
overboard to windward and so broke
the seas. Meanwhile 1 got the other
watch to 'work cutting the wreckage
adrift as best they could.
Only wheu daylight came had I time
to go forward; time to deal with Diego
Ramirez, Esq., my bo's'n, caught red
handed wrecking my ship. Even then
I could appreciate the fiendish cunning
of the man, his masterly knowledge of
seamanship. The chance had been a
thousand to one against his being
caught, so simple was his plan, so cer
tain Its success. No masts ever built
could have borne so sudden and so
tierce a wrench. It was a comfort to
me that I had marked Diego Ramirez
for life. But I had not killed him. nor
would I while he could be held alive in
evidence of his crime.
I put the man In irons, with nothing
but bread aud water, aud on the third
day he confessed that Jones had bribed
him to come on board at Vancouver,
had paid him $250 In cash to commit
the crime. That was Mr. Jones' Idea
of racing, and certainly the way things
looked he would have no trouble In
reaching England ahead of me, claim
ing the $5,000 from the stake-holder at
Vancouver, aud cashing the check be
fore I could Interfere. As to the mon
ey, I had no redress, for the law would
not back me in a gambling transaction,
but I swore he should be punished for
wrecking my ship.
Well, from the moment we lost our
masts I had all hands, Including my
self, working night and day, saving
what could be saved of the wreckage,
and using the spars, tackle and canvas
to jury-rig the ship. I had thirty feet
of foremast, eighteen feet of mizzen,
and six feet of the main to build upoil;
and, if you'll believe me, I turned the
Daisy into such a rig as was never
seen before lu the world. We rigged
her as we went along under a Jury fore
sail, and before we passed the Western
Islands I had turned her into a sort of
four-masted jackass bark, with a sprit
sail under heV jury bowsprit, and even
booms rigged out over the side to carry
small sails. My sailorinen laughed un
til they split their sides at some of my
fancy canvas, but we did five knots
an hour before the wind. Every ship we
sighted howled at us, but 1 begged,
bought and borrowed something from
each of them, of spars, rope and sails
to add to my rig. I even hoisted sails
on the boats in my davits, and Provi
dence helped me with just the winds
I wanteds I kept my hands In good
humor with plenty of grog, and you
should have heard them cheer as we
sighted UshantI
Since we had befn delayed at least
six weeks, of course there could be no
hope of winning the race. Vet we were
scarcely in our fresh course up Chan
nel, the time being just after break
fast, when who should I see astern but
my dear friend Jones. It was a clear
Judgment, In my mind, for he'd been
driven south by a gale we Just missed
by a day, blown clean into the Antarc
tic, where he found a berg in a fog.
Anyway, here he was rounding I'ghant
MEETING TUB KMKROKNCV.
stern of us, and 'It was nothing now
but a question of tugs. I bad one ask
!ng for a Job already, the only deep sea
tug, perhaps, In the chops of the Chan
nel. So 1 made my bargain for Dart
mouth, and soon I wat making eight
knots for Jones' nlue. At noon, I be
ing still a little ahead, another tug hove
In sight, and 1, being disabled, had a
right. So away we went with two tugs,
leaving Jones raging mad astern. He
was hull down when I got a third tug,
Just to bplle Jones, aud weut Into Dart
mouth like a royal procession.
Yf, I was first In an English port,
first to send the cable to Vancouver,
first to secure the stake, Moreover, 1
got Mr. Jones dismissed from his ship
and charged, with his accomplice. In
wrecking mine, aud his owners had to
pay the damage. Now Captain Jones
and Diego Itamlrez, his bo's'n, are im
proving their minds In her majesty's
house of tuition at Wormwood Scrubbs.
The Daisy? Well, next time I put
Into Vancouver the merchants gave me
a banquet, and I wear a gold watch and
chain to Jones' memory.
A POLITE HORSE.
An Aneclote Home what Out of the
Haunt kun.
It Is seldom that horses show their
intelligence In any striking manner,
but they sometimes do things that
would make their mental processes ex
tremely interesting If we could under
stand them. I once owned a beautiful
gray horse named "Douglas," aud lu
every way he was essentially a fam
ily horse. He generally knew what
was required of him, and would try
to do It. He was so gentle that he
could safely have been driven by
means of two pieces of strong linen
tli read, and he was so thoroughly trust
worthy In regard to standing without
hitching, that we left him anywhere
we pleased, entirely by himself, aud
were always certain to find him In ex
actly the sot where he had been left.
We had such faith In him lu this re
spect that we got into the bad habit,
when we were visiting at a house, of
leaving him standing at the door and
thinking no more of him until we came
out. Oue afternoon my wife and 1
were making a call at a suburban
house, and as usual left Douglas stand
ing outside. lu a little while, glanc
ing out of the front window, I was
amazed to see the horse slowly moving
along the driveway. I was about to
go out to him, but ns he very soon
stopped and stood perfectly still, I re
mained where I was; and almost at
that moment two ladies came In. They
were also paying a visit to the house,
but on foot.
One of them remarked to me that I
had a very polite horse, and as I did
not understand this compliment to
Douglas, she explained that when they
reached the house they found my horse
and buggy entirely blocking the en
trance; and as they stood wondering
what they should do, the horse turned
his head, looked at them, and then
moved on a few steps In order to give
them an opportunity of entering.
I have nothing to ndd to this anec
dote, except to say that It must have
been a very strong sense of politeness,
or else a word or two from one of the
ladies, which would have Induced
Douglas to move from the place where
I had left him. Frank U. Stockton, In
Youth's Companion.
Wolseley Merely a Stripling.
It Is pleasant to come across old war
riors who, having fought in many
climes against many people, are still
hale and hearty. , The other day one
of England's veterans. Field Marshal
Sir Frederick P. Haines, celebrated his
eighty-first birthday.
Just sixty-one years ago he began li s
career as a warrior, and fifty-five years
ago he went through his first campaign,
seeing most of the fighting that took
place in the Sntiej campaign of 1S45.
Almost the first time he smelt powder
he was desperately wounded.
His next campaign was that In the
Punjab in 1848-9, and later he fought
through the ill-managed Crimea. Twen
ty years later he was made commander-in-chief
In India, and was specially
thanked by Parliament for his tact aud
energy in the Afghanistan operations.
The old warrior Is hale and hearty
and still has an opinion of his own. It
Is told of him that a dictum of Lord
Wolseley's was quoted against one of
his own. Sir Frederick rapped his cane
on the floor and shouted:
"Wolseley! Wolseley! A clever lad,
I'll admit, but a mere stripling, sir, a
mere stripling!" As Lord Wolseley Is
only G7, that settled It, of course, Phil
adelphia Post.
The Singer and the Porter.
M. A. P. tells a story of how, once
upon a time Sims Ueeves, the famous
tenor, was stranded at a country junc
tion, waiting for a trnln. It was cold
and miserable, and the singer was nat
urally not in the best of tempers. While
chewing the cud of disappointment, an
old railway porter, who recognized him
from the published portraits, entered
the waiting-room.
"Good evening, Mr. Sims Reeves," he
said.
"Good evening, my man," replied the
vocalist, getting ready the necessary
tip. But the man sought for Informa
tion rather than tips.
"They tell me you earn a heap of
money," he remarked.
"Oh!" murmured Mr. Reeves.
"And yet," pursued the porter, "you
don't work hard. Not so hard as I do,
for Instance. But I dessay you earn
p'raps ten times what I do eh?"
"What do yon earn?" asked the
singer.
"Eighteen shillings a week all the
year round," said the porter.
Sims Reeves opened his chest: "Do,
re, mi do!" he sang, the last note be
ing a ringing top one. "There, my
man; there's your year'g salary gone!"
Perfuming Gloves.
To perfume your gloves mix well to
gether half an ounce of essence of
roses, a dram each of oil of cloves and
mace, and a quarter of an ounce of
frankincense. Place this In tissue pa
per and lay It between the gloves.
The men also get new underwear
when they marry, but they don't adver
tise It
A well-filled cupboard I the best
board of health.
SUPPOSE WE SMILE.
HUMJRCUS PARAGRAPHS FROM
THE COMIC PAPERS.
PljBtaot Incident. Occurring the
World Over-Buying that Ar Cheer
ful to Old or Youug-Funny Selec
tion that Everybody Will Enjoy.
Professor (returning home at night,
hears uoise) Is someone there?
Burglar (under the bed) No.
Professor That's strange! I was
positive someone was under my bed.
l'ld lilts.
Cynical.
Biiilcus One cannot believe every
thing he hears.
Cynicus-No; nor everything one
doesn't hear. About half of what one
takes for granted Is false.-Puck.
U -J JkM
J7
Mamma Bobby, do you remember
the text last Sunday?
Bobby Yes, ma'am. I think It was
"Many are cold, but few are frozen."
Th it Kkk Corner.
"What do you think of the plans for
that gigantic corner in eggs?"
"I think they are well laid." Clevc
laij4J'lalu Dealer.
In ourt Circle.
He Oh, yes, when I was in England
I was enthusiastically received iu court
circles.
She (simply) What was the charge
against you? Tit-Bits.
i"ta Up I'.nrly.
Jimmy What time do yer have ter
get ter work?
Johnny Oh, any time I like as long
as I ain't later than 7 o'clock. Harper's
Bazar. -
Ilrookiyn Flat.
Benham There Isn't room here to
I wing a cat.
Mrs. Benham Then we won't have a
cat. Brooklyn Life.
Fearful 1)1 covery.
"Dis Is terrible," said Meandering
Mike, with a deep-drawn sigh.
"What's de matter?" asked Plodding
Pete, in alarm.
"Here's a nice piece in de palter. It
says we've got muscles inside of us
that keeps up an Involuntary action.
Dey goes on worklu', whether we
wants 'em to or not." Washington
Star.
! In a Hurry.
"How -d'ye do?" said the busy man.
"Will you marry me?"
"O er," she gasped. "This is so sud
den; I must hate time to think. I "
'Say, don't keep me waiting too long
or I won't have money enough left to
buy i he ring. I came lu an autocall and
they charge by the minute, you know."
Philadelphia Press.
Not Nut ll rat.
Pastor Did your husband die a nat
ural death?
The Widow No, sir; a doctor attend
ed him. Der Floh.
Purely Pessimistic.
"That next-door neighbor of yours
deserves a great deal of credit."
"For what?" asked Mr. Blyklus.
"Why, for being so neat. He Is al
ways up in the morning cutting the
grass on bis lawn or shoveling the
snow off his sidewalk."
"Oh, he doesn't do those things be
cause he is neat. He enjoys the thought
that his noise is worrying the neigh
bors." Washington Star.
For Protection.
"I wrote to Aunt Tabitha about our
robber."
"Well?"
"She sent us a guinea hen; she says
they always make a big fuss when a
stranger comes on the place." Indian
apolis Journal.
Governmental Interfe enc-.
"Here's a portion of the President's
message intended for you, Carolyn."
"Nothing of the sort, Clarence."
"Yes; he advises economy."
They Woul In't Rip.
"What do you call these?" he asked
at the breakfast table.
"Flannel cakes," replied the wife of
his bosom.
"Flannel? They made a mistake and
sold you corduroy this time." Balti
more American.
Increasing Hia Ixrnoranc-.
Gayboy What have you been doing
all day?
Bighead Increasing my Ignorance. I
have Just read the latest historical novel."-Life.
Encouraging.
Mr. Trancer I'm soiry I'm suchan
awkward dancer, Miss Perkins.
Miss Perkplus Oh, yuu're doing fairly
well, Mr. Prancer. I've seen you Jerk
around lots worse than this with other
f iris. Indianapolis Journal.
fo Like It.
Cnnilimi Proof.
"This letter," said the counsel for
Mis. De Voire, "Is a forgery. It wa
not written by my client, aiid, iu fact.
It Is evident it wa not written by a
wuniau at all."
"What proof have you of that?"
asked the oposlug counsel.
"Simply this: There is no postscript,
aud the several pages run right along
lu the regular order." Philadelphia
Press.
M.iHhup to an li tunr.
She wept, "Oh, you editors are hor
rid!" she sobbed.
"What Is the trouble, madam?" iu
qulred the editor.
"Why, I - boo into I sent In an oltit
I'ary of my husband, and boo boo
a id said In It that be had been married
for twenty years, and you oo oo
tto thoo-j oiir printers set It up 'worried
fol twenty years.' "
Sue wept. But the editor grinned.
Baltimore American.
The Del n led Canine.
"The dog Is oue of the mo.-t intelli
gent of unlmals," remarked Willie
Wellington.
"So 1 have heard," answered Miss
Cayenne.
"And he Is the most loyal admirer a
man can have."
"Yes. 1 never could quite reconcile
those two assertions." Washington
Star.
Only Natural.
She Sometimes 1 wish I had never
married you."
He That's but natural, my dear.
We generally go back ou those things
that we have tried hardest to get.
Life.
IrreMponxIbillty,
"They say," remarked the very cyni
cal person, "that in tills corrupt aud
superficial age the great object Is not
to be found out." " ;.'
"That shows you have very little ex
perience with bill collectors," answered
the Impecunious friend. "My great ob
ject Is uot to be found lu." Washing
ton Star.
Wanted It Hurt.
"Scribley asked me to-day If I would
give him a bad character."
"He's 'after a Jolt and afraid you'd
queer him, eli?"
"O! no. He's writing a play, and he
needs a vHlaiu."-Ph!ladelphla Press.
An I flkieut ( I dicer.
Judge When the gentleman cried for
help, why didn't you run to his aid?
Officer Well, sor, It war across th'
street, and not exactly on me bate.
One Way to Tell.
Hendersou (who lias Just bought a
new pipe) Can you tell nie. professor,
if this amber Is genuine?
Professor Oh, that's easily ' deter
mined. Soak It In alcohol for twenty
four hours. If It's genuine it will then
have disappeared. Glasgow Evening
Times.
Hi re w I,
"You've been in a fight," said lib
mother, reprovingly.
"Oh, uot much of n one," answered
the boy.
"Did you count one hundred as I told
you when you felt your angry passions
rising?"
"Oh, sure," returned the boy. "1
counted one hundred all right, but I
knocked the other boy down first. U't
the only safe way." Chicago Evening
Post.
A Knowing Lad.
"How many pounds are there In n
ton?" asked the teacher.
And the timid, clean-faced boy with
a patch lu his trousers, timidly sug
gested :
"It depends a good deal where yor
buy your coal, doesn't It?" Washing
ton Star.
Had a Sweet 8011111I,
Small Jimmy Say detn luhly words
once more.
f Smaller Gladys I said I don't want
you to be wast in' your money on me
for ice cream and sweets any more.
Boston Globe.
A Matter of Hearing.
Suburbanite You've got a new baby
at your house. I hoar?
Town! to Great Scot! can you hear it
away out there In the suburbs?
A Stitch in Tlm.
He Miss Rusty is awfully old, isn't
she?
She She Is Just my nge.
He Well oh, I beg your pardon.
the Art-Ho.-.
"Why, Madge, where are all the tas
sels on your new chenille boa?"
"Oh, I stepped 011 some of them, and
other people steppeiTon some."
Now Wi.l You Smile?
Mrs. Kendal is nothing If not Impul
sively genial, aud the imperturbability
of certain characters has often a curi
ously irritating effect upon her. She
was shopping one day at certain well
known stores, and, having completed
her purchases, took leave of the assist
ant who had served her with a friendly
"Good morning." There was ao reply.
In that hard working damsel's busy
career there was no time, probably, for
the minor gentlenesses of life: "Say
good morning and smile!" exclaimed
Mrs. Kendal, Impetuously. The girl
stared in mute amazement. "Then I
shall remain here until you do," said
the great actress In the most persuasive
but yet in the firmest, tones. This was
too -much for the girl. "Good morn
ing," she said, and burst out laughing.
From that hour Mrs. Kendal's appear
ance at the store In question was the
signal for an outburst of geniality.
Philadelphia Telegraph.
No man should object to thick soles
on his shoes, as the objections will soon
wear away. i
j A MECHANICAL GENIUS.
Ban Francisco Lad Who Makes Modal
; of Battleships.
Eddie Von Geldern, a 13-year-olJ boy,
; one year ago, after a single hour's In-
1 spectlon of the United States battleship
J Iowa, weut off and executed a reuiark-
able model of the ship, accurate Iu pro
i portion and delicate lu detail, coin-
posed of odd scraps and waste picked
up about his owu home amj lu his
' neighbors' back yards. He lias now,
; unaided and untaught, constructed out
! of odds and ends of materials, with a
few odd tools, partly of bis own mauu
' facture aud contrivance, models of a
steam engine and electric car good
enough to be exhibited before the
Technical Society of the Pacific at Its
last meeting in Academy of Sciences
building, aud which commanded the
respectful attention of the members of
that grave and dignified body.
The steam engine Is an elaborate
piece of work, perfected, as a model
or a sketch, to use t lie boy's own term,
down to some of Its finest details. The
boiler Is made of strips of tin, neatly
turned and riveted together, then
nailed down to a foundation board, so
that they appear, together with a sim
ilar strip of zinc t the front, to consist,
of a series of castings. The sandbrako
consists of a metallic tip taken from
the end of a discarded curtain pole, and
a circular tin can forms the smoke
stack. The headlight Is set In a little
box constructed by the boy's deft
bunds, but for the ornament which
caps It he is Indebted to bis mother's
discarded curtain poles. There are
steam cylinders with eccentric move
ments, symmetrical and accurately
proportioned, and a whole system of
running gear aud mechanism beneath,
down to the compressed airbrake and
hose, nil aw conscientiously executed as
If the lives of human passengers de-
ponded upon their being carried out to
! the finest detail.
j In the engine call the boy has aeeom
i pUshed some of bis most patient lull
I tative work, for It Is rigged with a
! throttle and steam gnuge, the doors to
the boiler and furnace being carefully
defined. On one side the engineer's
raised seat is carefully padded, and he
is even furnished with the usual pad
ded arm rest on the window, while the
bell rope dangles above the fireman's
seat opposite. All of the other windows
in the cnits are glazed with discarded
camera plates. The engine is about
three and one-half feet long and of
proportionate breadth and height.
The trolley car. four feet long or
more. Is a less complex structure, but
shows the same fidelity, patience and
accuracy, and Is one of the most hon
est make-believe cars possible, from
the stout wheels beneath, taken out of
cord and tackle pulleys, to the trolley,
which reaches up to draw power from
an Invisible wire.
"That trolley was an old bamboo
fishing rod once upon a time," ex
plains the young builder gravely. "I
had to buy the glass for the windows,
for there weren't any dry plates the
right size, you see. I've got the adver
tisements along the top of the wall
above them. If you'll look in you can
see."
The seats, simulated to represent
the rolling curves of the slatted
benches extending along the sides of
thecar, were hacked out with the aid of
an old Jackknifo, and beneath the car,
at each end, the boy has built that ab
solute essential to street cars In every
civilized community, safety fenders of
as Ingenious a pattern as he could de
vise. San Francisco Chronicle.
What Frightened Him.
While crossing the Isthmus of Pana
ma by rail, some years ago, the con
ductor obligingly stopped the train for
Mr. Campion to gather some beauti
ful crimson flowers by the roadside.
It was midday and Intensely hot. In
his "On the Frontier" Mr. Campion
tells a peculiar story of this flower
plcklng experience.
I refused offers of assistance, and
went alone to pluck the flowers. After
gathering a handful I noticed a large
bed of plants, knee-high, and of dtil
catfc form and a beautiful green shade.
1 walked to them, broke off a fine spray
and placed it with my flowers.
To my amazement I saw that I had
gathered a withered, shriveled, brown
ish weed. I threw It away, carefully
elected a large, bright green plant and
plucked It. Again I bad lu my hand a
hunch of withered leaves.
It flashed through my mind that a
Sudden attack of Panama fever, which
was very prevalent and much talked
of, had struck me delirious.
I went "off my head" from fright.
In a panic I threw the flowers down,
and was about to run to the train. I
looked around; nothing seemed strange.
I felt my pulse all right. I was In a
perspiration, but the heat would have
made a lizard perspire.
Then I noticed thnt the plants where
I stood seemed shrunken and wilted.
Carefully I put my finger on a fresh
branch. Instantly the leaves shrunk
and began to change color. I had been
frightened by sensitive plants.
Kquine Inequality.
The work horse and the carriage
horse stood side by side on the street.
"I see you take your meals a la cart,"
sniffed the latter, looking disdainfully
at the other's canvas feed bag.
"Y'es," replied the equine toiler.
"Don't you?"
"Neigh, neigh, raullne!" and the
proud aristocratic mare rattled the sil
ver chains upon her harness. "I prefer
mine stable d'oat." Philadelphia Bul
letin. Go Wrong.
o"My boy," said the great man, "1
used to shine shoes myself."
"Well." Spiled the bootblack, "dey'a
a hull lot of de guys what Is led astray."
Philadelphia North American.
Silk Presses In China.
Silk dresses were worn in China 4,000
years ago.
Finland Wolves.
Finland loses $27iOO worth of cattle
a year by wolves.
It Is one of the wonders of childhood
that grown people can get up without
calling. o
Occasionally the people have a light
to abuse you; if you make a mistake,
abuse causes you to be more careful.
SPECULATION HAS LAGGED.
Week ol Ebbinn Slrtngth in Cereal Marked
Braditrecl'i Weekly Trade Review.
Bradstreet's says: Speculation lint
lugged, but trade ou spring account has
on the hole improved this week.
Southern ami Southwestern trada is
opeuiug up tatisfactorily, and there are
better reports received even from the
Northwest as to the outlook, for firing
business. As to retail distribution,
condition! are hiirily o favorable.
, Lumber appears to have been active
at the Weft, ami wholi salers have done
more at the Fust, but the export trade
lavs in this line, hr iu others.
It has been a week of ebbing strength
in the cereals. Argentina reports dis
play an India rubber consistency, and
this week has been devoted to ttretch
ing estimates of the export surplus
from that country. Northwest wheat
receipts have also been heavy, and the
so-called Wall street interest has been
reported to have been liquidating.
Flour is dull, but the decline of 10 to
20 cents per barrel has tended to help
export business.
The textile situation is not altogeth-
1 er clear. Cotton has weakened on in
creased ttocka at the South.
War, or rather rumors of war, have
l eeu the chief subject of discussion iu
the iron and steel trade this v.eeek,
and to some extent have exerted a de
pressing effect on sentiment. New
demand at tins time, however, is never
very large, and conditions as a whole
are healthy aud even promising. The
labor outlook in iiou does not promise
a, well.
Wheat, inlcnding flour, shipments
for the week were S.iiiKS.llM bushels
against 3, (IC 1,01)5 bushels last Meek.
Biiie s failures in the United States
ior the week ending number i-'Ul),
agaiu-it 322 last week.
Canadian failures for the week num
ber 60, us against 80 last week.
PACIFICTCOAST TRADE.
Seattle Market.
Onions, new yellow, 2o.
Lettuce, hot house, $1.60 pi case.
Potatoes, new,
Beets, per sack, 85ca$l.
Turnips, per sack, $1.00.
Squash 2c.
Carrots, per sack, 75c
Parsnips, per sack, $1.00(31.25
Celery 50o doz.
Cabbage, native and California,
3o per pounds.
Butter Creamery, 30o; dairy, 10(3
18c; ranch, 16ci)i)18o pound.
Cheese 14c.
Kggs Itanch, 28c; Kastern 23c.
Poultry 14c; dressed, native chick
ens, 15c; turkey, 10c.
Hay Puget Sound timothy, $15.00;
choice Kastern Washington timothy,
$19.00.
Corn Whole, $24.00; cracked, $25;
feed meal, $24.
Barley Boiled or ground, per ton,
$20.
Flour Patent, per barrel, $3.40;
blended straights, $3.25; California,
$3.25; buckwheat flour, $6.00; gra
ham, per barrel, $3.25; whole wheat
flour, $3.25; rye flour, $3.804.00.
Millstuffs liran, per ton, $15.00;
shorts, per ton, $16.00.
Feed Chopped feed, $19.00 per ton;
middlings, per ton, $23; oil cake meal,
per ton, $29.00.
Fresli Meats Choice dressed beef
9teers, price 7je'cj cows, 7c; mutton
7 ?4 ; pork, 7?4.'c; trimmed, 9c; veal, 11
12c.
Hams Lare, ll?4c; small, 11!s;
breakfast bacou, 13,34c; dry salt sides,
tlBe. ,
Portland Market.
Wheat Walla Walla. 64 55c;
Valley, nominal; Bluestem, 07 He per
bushel.
Flour Best grades, $3.40; graham,
$2.60.
Oats Choice white, 42c; choice
gray, 41c per bushel.
Barley Feed barley, $15.50 brew
ing, $16.50 per ton.
Millstuffs Bran, $15.50 ton; mid
dlings, $21; shorts, $18; chop, $16 pel
ton.
Hay Timothy, $12 12.60; clover,$7
(39.50; O.euou wild hay, $67 per ton.
Butter Fancy creamery, 60 55c;
store, B2)sc.
Eggs 25c per dozen.
Cheese Oregon full cream, 13c;
Young America, 14c; new cheese lOo
per pound.
Poultry Chickens, mixed, $3,00
per dozen; hens, $4.00; springs,
$2.003.60; geese, $0.008.00 doz;
ducks, $5.00(10.50 per dozen; turkeys,
live, lie per pound.
Potatoes 60 (2 60c per sack; sweets,
Die per pounn.
Vegetables Beets, $1; turnips, 75c;
per sack; garlic, 7c per ponud; cab
bage, 1 He per pound; parsnips, 85c;
onions, $1.50 2; carrots. 75c.
Hops New crop, 1214o per
pound.
Wool Valley, 13 (3 14c per pound;
Eastern Oregon, lu12c; mohair, 25
per pound.
Mutton Gross, best sheep, wethers
and ewes, 8 He; dressed mutton, 6.H
7c per pound.
Hogs Gross, choice heavy, $5.75;
light and feeders, $5.00; dressed,
$5.61X36.50 per 100 pounds.
Beef Gross, top steers, $3.50 3 4.00;
cows, $3.()03.50; dressed beef, 6
7c per pound.
Veal Large, 77H'c; small, 8H'9
9c per pound.
San Francisco Market
Wool Spring Nevada, 1 1 13c pel
pound; Eastern Oregon, 1014c; Val
ley, 1517c; Northern, 9(3 10c.
Hops Crop, 1900, 1417H'o.
Butter Fancy creamery 20c;
do seconds, 17c; fancy dairy, 17
do seconds, 14c per pound.
Eggs Store, 22c; fe.ncy ranch,
26c.
Millstuffs Middlings, $17.00
20.00; l-rau, $14.50 15.00.
Hay Wheat $913H; wheat and
oat $9.00 12.50; best barley $9.50
alfalfa, $7.00 10.00 per ton; straw,
8547H'o per bale.
Potatoes Oi eg n Burhanks, $1.00;
t-alicas Burbauks, 85c(3$1.15; rivet
Burbauks, 3560c; bwejfts, 60(3$I.
Citrus Fruit Oranges, Valencia,
$2.75(3.3.25; Mexican limes, $4.00(8
5.00; California lemons 75c$1.60:
do choice $1.75 (3 2.00 per box.
Tropical Fruits Bananas,- $1.50(3
8.60 per bunch; pineapples, nom.
ina.1; Persian dates. 6(3 6 Ho PI
ponnd.
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